So I spent, like, the entire day writing this climax. :). And it's not even the whole climax!! So read and enjoy!! :).
The black that surrounded him was fading. How long had he been out?
TC shakily pushed himself up in an effort to make the rest of the black go away. Although his head swam for a moment, his vision steadied as he stood.
Angry that his elaborate revenge schemes had been interrupted, he scanned the area for the source of the attack.
And in front of him, looking confused and surprised, was Bo.
He looked like he wanted to take some sort of action, but to be honest, he had no chance. Top Cat had him by the front of his shirt before Bo had even processed what was going on.
"All right, you little worm, you better tell me where Jazz is or--"
"Well you weren'tout long…" Bo said stupidly.
"Where. Is. Jazz?"
Bo's plan, which had been a spur of the moment thing anyway, had apparently completely failed. His feet couldn't touch the ground, he couldn't breathe, and this was a brand new shirt. So therefore he saw no reason why he should deny Top Cat this information.
"He's back in the Alley," he said in a rush. "We both thought you were still there and that you were still Dave and Jazz needed to get rid of you and so he went to find you—"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, he's in the Alley?'
"Yeah—"
"The gang's there!"
The next thing Bo knew, he was on the ground watching Top Cat running back towards the Alley.
"Now, Jazz, just calm down," Dibble said in one of his soothing don't-do-anything-rash policeman voices. Although Dibble had his own gun, he knew Jazz wouldn't hesitate to fire his if Dibble did anything.
"What are you talkin' about? I'm calm as a kitten right now."
"Then how about you and I take a little walk?"
"I don't think so. You see, that might distract me from my original purpose."
Benny opened his mouth to say something, but before he could Jazz's gun was trained on him.
"Just don't say anything, k, Benny-boy?"
"Hey, you can't call me that," Benny said defiantly. "Top Cat made up that name!"
"HA. Sure is creative."
"So are you gonna just keep talking or—'
"Whoa, whoa, Benny, I think it's you who need to calm down," Jazz said. "In response to your unfinished question, I'm done talkin'. Its time for action."
"Which would be?" Choo-Choo asked, eyebrows furrowed.
"You know very well what action I'm talking about. You all know too much. Especially you." He swung the gun over in Dibble's direction.
"Now, Jazz—"
"Stop talking, Dibble! And say goodbye to that badge."
He raised the gun.
"…and say goodbye to that badge."
Top Cat saw Jazz raise the gun. Unfortunately, there was no time for a plan, he had to do the only thing he could think of.
"DUCK!" he screamed. Luckily, it worked, he saw Jazz falter and begin to turn towards the entrance to the Alley. Top Cat had already lunged.
He felt himself hit Jazz, his fingers brushed the gun, if only he could grab it—
It slipped out of his grasp as he and Jazz toppled over one another and landed sprawled on the ground.
"What the…?" he heard Dibble say. He was fairly sure he also heard Choo-Choo say something, but they were all suddenly talking at the same time and he couldn't distinguish one yell from another.
He saw the gun a few feet ahead of him, laying by Jazz, who was also trying to get to it. He catapulted himself forward, but it was too late—Jazz already had it and was pointing it at him.
TC didn't even have time to brace himself for the sharp impact of a bullet before he felt himself being smashed against the fence.
He felt his windpipe being constricted and for a second all he could see were black spots. When they cleared after a few seconds, he realized Jazz was holding him by his shirtfront and had him pinned against the fence.
"Dave?" Jazz asked. "What are you doing?"
Top Cat considered playing along. Considered it. It would probably be the smartest thing to do, considering the fact that Jazz still had the gun and was pointing it behind him, where TC could only assume the gang and Dibble were. Dave would undoubtedly be a good distraction.
Yes, common sense was telling him to play along.
But his anger won out.
"Call me Dave one more time."
It was totally worth it just to see Jazz's expression. A combination of surprise and fear. TC loved it and was about to use Jazz's momentary uselessness to his advantage when he heard Benny.
"TOP CAT!! YOU'RE BACK!!"
Jazz snapped. He turned around, without ever releasing Top Cat, and fired the gun.
So Top Cat's back and the gun's been fired. DRAMA!! And this is only part 1 of the climax. :). BUM BUM BUM.
Reviews would be greatly appreciated!! (I'd also like to know if you really felt the action, cuz that's what I spent most of the time working on. Action sequences have never been my forte.) Next chapter up soon!! Hopefully...