In chapter 3 I forgot that I had named Jake's father Jeff, and then I named him Johnathan. Sorry for the slip up.
Two days had passed since Jake lost his mother and father, and he still wished that it was all a bad dream, but it wasn't. It was all very real to him. The pain of loss gripped his heart as he stood before the two coffins. His aunt and uncle were talking to the preacher, thus giving him a chance to talk to Jake.
"I'm so sorry, Jake," Max said. "I know what it is like to lose someone you love."
"I didn't lose them," Jake corrected him firmly. "They were stolen from me. And one day, Carl Lockman will pay." He stopped, turned, and faced Max. His left eye was covered with a black eye patch. "I swear, on my parent's grave, Carl Lockman will pay."
Max was shocked at what Jake said, he had no idea what to say...and so said nothing.
They headed for the line of expensive cars parked nearby. When Jake reached his father's Bentley, Chance nodded at him, and opened the door for him to step in. Jake paused before doing so and said, "Thank God for you, my friend." then turned toward Max. "And you as well. I could never asked for a better group of Kats like you two."
The drive toward the Clawson mansion was a slow one, but to Jake, it felt like time moved faster around him now. When he stepped out of the Bentley, he saw a line up of friends and family already moving inside to avoid getting caught in the storm that was moving in fast. Soon thunder clapped and lighting flashed, rain poured down hard on the mansion, but inside in the massive home, kats got ready to hear the reading of the Clawson's family will.
Alex Swagger, a well dressed Persian, who had been the lawyer for the Clawson family for thirty years stood at the top of the stairs, everyone watched him open the family will. The old Persain read it out loud.
"I, Johnathan Clawson have had many great things in my life. A loving wife, a big home to share with her, and Jake, my beloved son who I think the word of. If you are hearing this, then it means that Jannet and I have passed from this world. So I would like to thank you for attending this hearing," Alex stopped and looked at Max.
"To my nephew, Max Parker, I leave you the total of $500,000 to use for paying off the loan on your bar." Max got to his feet and took the check Alex Swagger handed him.
After the rest of the family got their share of money or something that Johnathan Clawson had bought with his millions, it was time for Jake to get his inheritance. He didn't smile or stand up, but instead chose to remain seated.
Alex Swagger looked at Jake with concern, but he went on with the reading. "And to my son, Jake. I leave you the mansion and everything inside it. I wish I could have told you this more often, but I'm proud of you." And with that, Alex closed up the will and slipped into his coat pocket, before leaving.
May Parker, who was Max's mom saw the look Jake gave her as she and Max shared a hug. "May I fix you something, Jake?" she asked.
"No. Thanks." Jake said, as he walked up the stairs to his old bedroom.
He was trying to keep back his sadness, but he could tell from Aunt May's expression that he was failing miserably. Jake continued up to his room, not even bothering to close the door. Sitting on the edge of his bed, enterlaced his fingers and stared at a picture of his mother and father. There he stood between them, in his Enforcer's uniform. Memories of that day flashed back and forth, but now it would be nothing but memories for him.
That's all he would ever have now.
Back down stairs, Chance and Max talked about how to help Jake cope with the loss of his parents. But when Callie walked up, an idea popped into Max's head. "Callie, maybe you are the one who can help Jake." he said.
"Me?" Callie asked, not sure in how she could help Jake.
"Yes. Jake needs you and you need him."
Jake had no idea how long he'd sat there on his bed when Callie entered his room.
She knocked on the door, peering around the open corner of it, looking in at her ex-boyfriend. Jake didn't move, just sat there with tears forming in his good eye. Callie apparently took that as leave to enter. Jake turned his gaze as he looked at her black dress, it made him feel even more alone.
"Callie, I'm glad it is you that came in here," he admitted.
She nodded. "I know. Max was right. We need each other now." She sat down beside Jake, took his hands in hers and said, "I need to tell you why I broke up with you."
"Callie, you don't need to tell me why," Jake said looking away from her, but Callie wasn't going to keep this secret anymore.
Taking a deep breath, she finally answered, "I know you're Razor and Chance is obviously T-Bone."
Jake felt his body turn cold as if he had been stabbed by a blade made from ice. That was impossible. How could she know that?! He didn't know what to say, except, "You know who we are?"
Slightly scared, Callie hugged him desperately. "Yes. I had known since our last date together..."
"What do you mean?" He asked worriedly.
Callie composed herself and explained, "I wanted to know who you really were. I always did find something in Razor that reminded me of you. And then after our date, the city was attack, and you and Chance showed up."
"Yeah, Dark Kat and his Omegas were after the Falcon Blade of War." He sighed. "But how did you find out I was Razor?"
"Well, do you remember when you grabbed the Falcon Blade?" She asked.
"Yeah." He said curiously.
"Dark Kat hit you across the face, busting your lip pretty good. But I guess you have been hit plenty of times, right? she asked with a smile.
Jake chuckled, "Yeah, Dark Kat could throw a mean punch. You wiped the blood off my face with your handkerchief."
"Yeah, I did. But part of me told me to get rid of it, but..." Callie paused for a minute. Thinking about how wrong she was for not letting Razor keep her handkerchief. "I kept it and gave it to my mother. She's a doctor and expert in the study of DNA. From there she ran your blood through her many databases she uses in conjunction with other scientists to track data left at crime scenes which aid Enforcers in determining who the unknown DNA found at a scene belongs to."
Jake felt really upset now. Turning his gaze away from Callie he asked her. "Is that why you broke up with me? Because you found out who I was?"
"Yes." She nodded.
It was all clear now. His secret had ruined not only his life, but Callie's as well. Jake cursed himself for not telling her his secret when they were still dating. That was when he heard Callie start crying.
"Callie, what's wrong?" Jake asked her.
"Jake, I'm sorry about marrying Carl. It's my fault your mother and father are dead. I never even should have even started dating him," Callie said as a few tears fell down her face.
"Callie there's no reason to be sorry," Jake said as he hugged her. "You never knew who he really was."
"No! A part of me knew he was bad, but I fell for his good looks and charming life style," Callie cried. "I'm just a blind, stupid bitch!" she said as she cried into Jake's chest. Jake gasped when she said that, surprised she would ever call herself something like that.
"Callie," Jake said as he tried to make her look at him.
"No! Don't say it." she cried, trying to get up and leave.
"Callie look at me!" Jake yelled as he held her shoulders. Callie looked at him with tears in her eyes. He looked back at her. The two of them stood there in silence for bit, but it was Jake who broke the silence.
"Callie," he spoke softly to her. "I love you. I want to help you with this awful pain you have now, so I want to take you out to dinner tomorrow night. I'm sure I can get you to smile again."
Callie nodded. "Ok, but I chose the place," she said.
But as Jake and Callie talked, Carter listened in from inside the closet. When he heard Callie say she wanted to go to Poseidon's Trident, the warrior felt like it was best if he kept an eye on the two. After all, Carl was still out there, but at least he didn't need to look for the SWAT Kats anymore.
As Jake dressed for bed that night, he glanced at the photograph on the other side of the room. It stood there in a steel frame in a place of honor on his dresser, just as it had every day and night for more then two decades.
Crossing the room, he picked it up and gazed at it and remembered. Oh, the things he remembered.
"Jake?" Came Max's voice from behind him.
Jake put down the photograph, turned and smiled. "I thought you had gone home," he said.
"No," he replied, smiling. "I came to tuck you in and..."
Jake grunted softly. "You came to tuck me in. That's a switch."
He glanced back at the photograph and sighed. "Grandmother always knew how to help the people of this city. I wish she was alive now so she could help me..."
"She would also tell you that even the evilest of kats have some good in them," Max stated, causing Jake to become silent.
"Tell that to Carl next time you see him," Jake sighed, then he opened his Samsung laptop and pulled up all the files and banking records he had on Carl Lockman.
Max already could see that Jake was losing himself to the darkness of vengeance, and if it wasn't stopped, he would no longer be his cousin, but just another villain the SWAT Kats would have to deal with.
"I am going to find Carl and see that he suffers for what he did to me." Jake said as he tapped the keyboard of his computer. The screen suddenly came alive with full-mostion images of Carl making deals with small time dope dealers on the streets.
"I guess even kats like Carl Lockman started out small," Max observed.
Jake chuckled wearily. "I have always wondered why Carl was never picked up for these small crimes, but I guess when you're the godson of Mr. Young, you can have anything."
Max smiled. "But you have more then he could ever have. You have your family, me, Chance and Callie. All the treasures in the world are nothing when you have someone you love to share them with."
Jake felt his heart beat faster as Max's words warmed his soul. His cousin was right after all, he may have lost two of the best treasures he had, but his friends and remaining family was still with him, and now he might be able to get the greatest treasure of all...Callie.
"Max. I'm glad your still with me," said Jake. "Sleep well, Max." he smiled closing his laptop.
When Max left Jake's room, he smiled as he slipped a CD into his pocket that he took from Jake's computer after he got into bed. Being very quiet, he walked toward his uncle's study and slipped in. Books lined the shelves, vases and weapons of all sorts lined the walls, and a computer sat atop the desk in the center of the room.
Looking at the hard drive in his hand, a ping of guilt hit him as he sat down and inserted the hard drive into the computer. "Sorry, Jake. But I need to know the real you now," he said. He typed every known password the family shared, but all ended up with denied access. Max thought of something, his grandmother's name.
M-A-R-T-H-A.
"Access denied," said the computer
There was one more password to try. Max held his breath as he typed in the letters. F-A-T-E.
"Access allowed," the computer informed him.
Max leaned back in the chair. "This better be one secret worth hiding," he said to himself. Then he hit the required key and the monitor unveiled the contents of the hard drive. And then a logo showed up on the screen.
Max couldn't believe it. "Oh, you got to be shitting me," he whispered. "Jake and Chance are the Swat Kats?"
As Max looked through all his cousin's files, Carter Delsin had waited for Jake to fall asleep before leaving the closet. Once he was outside of the Clawson mansion, he headed for the open feild behind the estsate. He had to make known his findings to his queen.
Once he reached the field, Carter drew symbols around him and chanted in a strange language. Instantly, the symbols glowed and an image of Queen Callista appeared.
The lovely queen spun around in confusion. "Where am I suppose to be looking? I never liked this speel at all, to hard to get good spell service out here." Callista complained.
"Over here, my queen," Carter said patiently. Queen Callista was still spinning around, unable to locate her loyal warrior. "Over here, look to your right. Yep."
"Oh, there you are. Report." she smiled warmly.
"I have just learned who the Swat Kats are," Carter replied. Callista cocked her head, eager to hear more. "They go by the name of Jake Clawson and Chance Furlong. But a cloud of darkness has come upon Jake Clawson. It turns out that Carl Lockman tried to have him killed, but ended up killing Jake's mother and father."
Queen Callista felt her blood boil. This Carl Lockman was no diffrent from the evil that had befallen her people in the dark ages. She looked at Carter. "Keep a close eye on Jake Clawson, he be in more danger then one would like to admit."
Carter bowed to her. "It will be done, my queen."
"Good," Callista said before disappearing.
Meanwhile up in the mountains, Carl was firing at target that looked like Jake. He was looking for a little one-on-one with Jake. The thought of him killing Jake made him smile, soon he would be the only one who would lay claim to Callie, but...
"Carl Lockman!" Dark Kat shouted. Carl turned and saw his leader standing with Lord Darkclaw and the Pastmaster. "I did not let you come back just so you could kill a kat who has feelings for the Deputy mayor."
"Yes, I know that Dark Kat, but I was only-"
"Planing on killing him and keeping Callie all to yourself? No! She will be given to the Pastmaster as payment for helping us get rid of Queen Callista when she comes to this era of time."
Carl was shocked, how could Dark Kat do this to him? But he had no choice but to obey. "Very well," he said, then went back to shooting more targets.
Now as he did this Dark Kat, Lord Darkclaw and Pastmaster retreated to silence of the Omega leader's privet lab. Once inside the lab, Dark Kat locked the door behind them, and call over three very sexy she-kats.
Each female pulled up chair for their leader and his guests. With smiles on the their faces, the three she-kat slowly became to strip off their uniforms. The Pastmaster was confused by what the she-kats were doing.
"Dark Kat? Why do your lovely works act this way?" he asked Dark Kat. The Omega leader opened his robe and had one of the females sit on his lap. The she-kat smiled as she began to move back and forth on his growing member.
"Because these girls offer so much more then their other workers," he said, as his hands traveled up to her breasts.
"Oh, please master," the she-kat moaned. "Play with my tits. Use them, bite them, but please don't take your hands off me."
By now, the Pastmaster and Lord Darkclaw got into the act. Darkclaw had one female on her knees as he forced his dick into her ass causing her to scream in pleasure. And the Pastmaster was getting the best blow job one could get from the other one.
"I think this partnership is going to work out quiet well," the Pastmaster smiled as he made his female lay on her back so he could take her in the missionary position.
Lord Darkclaw howled out in pleasure as he fired his load into his female. "It will indeed!"
Then when the three evil villains had their fun, they returned to setting up their little welcome party for Queen Callista when she would come come to the future.