Author's Note: Hiya. This is got to be my forth SK fic! Let's see what I accomplished, I almost killed Callie by poisoning her on my first fic, on my second fic I almost killed her again and her sister twice, and I made Jake thought his little sister was an alien from space.

Wow, I got a vivid imagination.

Oh and this is kind of a series thing going on, however you do not have to read the last three unless if you want to. Anyway, here is the disclaimer.

DISCLAIMER: I, the author of this fic, do not own the cartoon show Swat Kats or the characters in the show, it is owned by Hanna Barbera and Turnner. BUT they do not own any of the characters who were not in the original show (the character's I made up I mean) Also, if this Fanfic (or chapter's) resembles or is identical to another fanfic that another author typed or wrote it is purely coincidental and I am sorry.

Alright here goes the story.

I hope it doesn't suck…

WERECAT!

Chapter 1

" This is Ann Gora Kat's eye's news." The news reporter said. She was a petite feline with light tan fur and short brown hair and large light brown eyes. She looked professional in her work outfit, which was a sea green skirt, jacket, matching high heel shoes, a white blouse, and pearl necklaces and earrings. The area she was is in the outskirts of Mega Kat City or as everybody calls it 'The Outskirts', since it is so close to the city and a very desolate area. A few farmers farm here even though it is impossible to plant anything into the semi dusty, semi rock, semi bad soil. Therefore a majority of the farmers who were lucky enough to grow grass herd cows for milk and sell milk for a living. This explained why there was a barnyard behind Ann. A few families, financial status ranges to low to lower middle class, live in the trailer parks that were spotted in the area too. The Outskirts is not only a place where the riff-raft live but also a notorious spot to see not only UFO sightings but also weird unexplainable things.

" On this rainy night a third cat from The Outskirts said he saw what he claims to be, a wherecat." Ann said in her signature dramatic voice. Strolling along the green cow field while holding an umbrella in her paw she continued to give information to the viewers, while Johnny the cameraman was carefully following her every move with his camera, which was carefully covered with his only poncho so not to be damaged by the rain.

"  But we here at Kats Eye News never let information or the truth fly by you loyal viewers because we have an exclusive interview with one of the cats who saw—well, what he claims he saw, the Werecat."

Ann walked up to a forty something brown cat in jean overalls and a straw hat. His appearance looked like he was working ever since he was a kitten rugged, tall, long uncombed fur around his face and some muscles around his arm. He had a long thin yellow grass stalk resting on the corner of his mouth.

" Hello Mr. Brown—"

" 'Scuse me, most cats 'round here call me Farmer Brown," Farmer brown interrupted as politely as he can, " ya can call me that if ya want ta Miss. Ann Gora. Yep, ya can call me that. Nope don't mind at all." Farmer Brown smiled and repeated, "Don't mind at all."

Ann nodded, " Alright Farmer Brown. Now tell us what happened when you went out to check your cows." Farmer Brown use his index fingers and his thumbs to rub up and down on his suspenders,

" Well Miss. Ann Gora it all started when I heard my cows cryin' outside on the pasture. I didn't though of nothin' much 'cause that's what cows do when it's thunderin' and lightin' outside. So I put on my raincoat and left my home so I can round 'em up and put them in the barnyard for safe keppin'."

The camera moved swiftly to Ann's face, " So Farmer Brown what happen then?" Johnny then moved the camera back to the farmer's face.

" This is when it git really scary Miss. Ann Gora. I walked out my house and when there isn't a full moon it's usually dark around these parts, so I took my lantern wit me. Soon as I went out, I start gatherin' my cows and when I was finish. I count twelve, but I got have thirteen of 'em. Then when I finally figure I was missin' my Mary, my favorite prize wining' thirteenth cow, which isn't out of the ordinary 'cause she's always wanderin' somewhere so I went a huntin' for my Mary. While I started lookin' for her I heard a noise in the bushes, I started walking over there and I thought it was my Mary or even a raccoon." Farmer Brown paused,

" But it wasn't no 'coon's footsteps, it was more heavy and then…"

" What?"

Farmer brown started shivering in fear, " And then—"

" What was in the bushes Farmer Brown?"

" It ran away, out of the bushes and I saw it. I-I can't describe it. It look like us all right, but it was big, long, and walking on it's feet and paws a-and it was a runnin' fast a-and I'll tell you Miss. Ann Gora it has a lot of hair on it I'll tell you that uh-huh. Lot's of hair on him, I'll tell ya. Like one of those tight pants wearin' puffy stringy haired rock stars guys from the 1980's. Miss. Ann Gora all I can tell you missy was it was a werecat!"

All of a sudden, Farmer Brown started to sob into his sleeve. " Mary was my favorite cow!" Farmer Brown sobbed some more, " And now she's been gobbled up for dinner by some werecat! Just like my fourteenth one Betsy-Sue. She was eaten by some purple thing everyone calls a bacteria!" The farmer then started to break down and walked out of the camera's range of sight, " Well…I guess that's the end of that—Johnny I see an enforcer follow me." Ann quickly walked over to Lieutenant Steele who was near the sight where the werecat was spotted.

" Excuse me, Lieutenant Steele. I'm—"

" I know who you are… umm."

" Ann Gora Kat's Eye News."

" Oh yeah. The TV news reporter." Steele said uninvitingly, " If you want my views on this I'll tell you what I think. I think this whole thing sounds like a really bad B-Movie going down hill that's what's happening around here."

The camera move towards Ann, " That is your opinion—"

Steele laughed, " No Miss. Goya—"

" Gora." Ann corrected.

 The camera pointed towards the lieutenant and zoomed in, " My statement isn't an opinion it's fact." Steele said, " Theirs no, and I will emphasize this for the Outskirt cats who's watching this, NO such thing as a werecat. Farmer Brown's cow is probably wandering around out there still. And it's been raining for the past five days straight. Everybody can see something totally different outside. And look, we are in the middle of The Outskirts! Anybody who lives here believe they seen UFOs and monsters and all kinds of stuff without any hard core prof. There is no danger whatsoever Dora and that's all I have to say to that."

" Gora." Ann corrected again, " But what about the two other witnesses?" Steele raised one of his eyebrows and said with an unbelievable tone, " Those two?"

" Yes. What about those two?"

" Those two teenagers were at Lover's Leap and for goodness sake they were teenagers! They always see something strange, especially around there!"

Before Ann could ask Steele another question Johnny waved his hand in urgency. Ann knew this was the signal that they were out of time, " Well it look's like we ran out of time tonight. From The Outskirts near Mega Kat City I'm Ann Gora, Kat's Eye News singing off."

" And were clear." Johnny signaled.

Immediately Steele look at his wrist watch and started to walk towards his car at a fast pace, " Sorry Gora no further questions." He then started to grumble aloud, " I cant believe Commander Feral sends me out to waste my nine lives in this dump again."

Ann followed him and she was close behind, "Lieutenant I really want to find out about this I really think—"

"I'm late for an engagement," Steele interrupted. He open the car door and got inside waking up the engine, " And I'll at least like to be there on time."

" C'mon lieutenant! Didn't you find any clues out there?"

The small lieutenant shook his head and shut the door. Then rolled the window down and pop his head out, " Miss.uhh whatever."

" Gora. Ann Gora." She sounded like she was getting a little irritated.

" Whatever your name is, howabout getting your cameraman out of this dump, go home and watch some late night movies together. It's probably a billion times better then hanging around these outskirt cats all night." And with that, Steele put the gears into drive and the wheels started to splash the mud everywhere and some went onto Ann's work attire,

" Crud! This isn't my night at all." She roughly wipe some of the mud off even though half of it didn't come off. Ann sighed and walk towards Johnny who was opening the car van's back doors which on both sides of the vehicle it had ' Kat's Eye News'.

" Got a little mud on you huh?" Johnny said, " I swear I think Commander Feral is way more courteous then that Steele guy."

Ann continued to wipe some more mud off of herself, " How did you know I got mud on me if you didn't look?"

" I heard the wheels and the mud and your voice. So, I put two and two together and well, ya know. But ya did wonderful Annie. Even in this nasty weather."

" Whatever Johnny." Ann's said in an unhappy way.

Immediately Johnny looked at her with worry," Annie! What's wrong?" He exclaimed, " D-did I do something to make you upset, I did something I wasn't suppose to do. Oh I'm so stupid I know I was a minute off countdown I'm really sorry I just wanted to get indoors 'cause of the…uhh rain that's it. I'm sorry—"

" It's not you, somewhat." Ann looked in a nasty way, " It's just that I wish I can dig really deep into this it's certainly not another cow getting lost in The Outskirts. I think this is bigger then that."

Johnny turned around and started to do the process of taking apart the camera and placing in back into the briefcase, " Not tryin' to bring ya hopes down Annie but I'm beginning to agree with the lieutenant. There's no such thing as a…well you know." A breeze went by and rattled some nearby shrubs, which rattled the cameraman. He turned his head around from Ann to locate where the eerie noise came from, later he found out the source and sneered at his behavior, " And you can't believe what these outskirt cat's say, they always thinking they're seeing things and they all have these stories of UFO and monsters..." Johnny turned his head and figured to see Ann standing where he last saw her, but didn't.

" Annie. Annie? Annie! Where are you!? Oh no not her. " Johnny was beginning to think that she was suddenly abducted by Aliens or even the unthinkable until he heard her voice calling out, " Excuse me! Excuse me! Farmer Brown wait!"

Johnny shook his head unbelievingly, " How many times I told her not to disappear on me like that!" And started to follow her.

" Excuse me Farmer Brown!" Ann finally catch up to him and again asked, " Excuse me Farmer Brown do you have anything left of Mary? I really like to see it." Farmer Brown nodded and handed her a bronze colored cowbell that had the words inscribed ' To Mary: Our Favorite 13th cow,

" This is all I got left of Mary, a cow bell that I made for her," Farmer Brown smile with sadness, " She loved sweet grass, loved sugar cubes, made the most sweetest milk I've ever tasted, and the young 'uns loved her to death. I don't know how to tell 'em 'bout this I'll crush there 'lil hearts. Infact I use to have a 14th favorite cow named Betsy, but she was eaten up by this big purple glob everyone called 'bacteria'. Ate her whole, I even saw the whole thing." The farmer sniffed his nose and started to cry into his paws, " I MISS MARY AND BETSY SO MUCH!"

Ann wasn't really listening to what Farmer Brown was crying about, but her center of attention was more on the cowbell. Carefully she turned the bell on it's backside and notice something that made her very frightened, " Kats alive." She said in awe. She looked at Farmer Brown who had a perplex look on his face, " Miss. Ann Gora what's the matter wit it? It has a scratch or somthin'?"

" It's more than a scratch."

" Annie! What the heck were ya thinkin'!" Johnny cried, " Don't walk away from me like that, especially around here. It get's me the creeps when anybody disappears out of thin air. Especially when there's probably a…a…" The way he said this word sounded like it was forbidden for him to use it, " Werecat." He looked at Ann's spooked out face and started to worry again, " Annie? What's wrong?"

" Johnny get a look at this." She handed him the cowbell to him. Johnny look at it and all of a sudden, the color of his fur started to turn white. " A-Annie. The b-bell…I-t looked like it was clawed through." Farmer Brown also had a good look at the back of the bell, his fur also started to look like Johnny's, " That bell's made out of strong aluminum," He said with a eerie sound, " no 'coon or any animal 'round these parts could shred the back of this. Sure scratch it, but not shred it."

Ann and the rest of them heard bushes moving and then they heard the swift footsteps of an animal or a thing running, then they all saw the dark thing disappearing into the adjacent forest. Afterward the rain started to fall harder and harder as the seconds ticked by,

" Miss. Ann Gora." Farmer Brown said while walking towards his door very quickly. He sounded like he was hiding his fear in his voice, " I don't know what I just saw. But I know this. There's somethin' out there in 'em forest, 'n in those forest leads straight to the city. I'm playin' smart 'n not goin' after it. I'm stayin' home and protect the misses and the kittens from that thing. And I give ya some 'vice ya Miss. Ann Gora not to go after that thing." He open the door and before he closed it he said,

" Good night you two. Stay safe." And he shut the door. Ann and Johnny heard the door lock.

Johnny and Ann while walking towards the TV van at a quick pace, but Johnny was already in the lead towards the vehicle. Ann was already in the process of trying to reconcile with Johnny.  " C'mon Johnny let's go investigate!" Ann said.

" No. I don't want to." Johnny shouted over the noise of the rain,  "I don't want you having any idea's goin' after that werekat—or whatever that is, alright."

" But Johnny I didn't get a good look at that thing. Who knows! This could big! REALLY BIG!"

" I really don't want to Ann!" Johnny emphasized. The only time Johnny has ever called her by her real name is if he's really serious, " I really want to keep one of my nine lives tonight alright! C-can we just go home, please?"

The two cat's finally made it to the car and Johnny quickly open up the driver side door and climbed inside, " C'mon Annie please?" There was a long pause for Ann as she thought about her choice. She let out a sigh and open the passenger door, " Alright. Sure, whatever you say Johnny." Ann said that like she was in defeat. And with that Johnny cut on the van and speed down the muddy dirt road headed to the Big City.

Miles away from Farmer Brown's Farm was a military junkyard run by two cats who works as mechanics. Inside was a large fair colored cat with brown tabby stripes and small whiskers underneath his nose. He has a friendly appearance but don't be fooled, for he has the strength to attack a cat larger then him and possibly break them in two. And this large cat name is Chance.

" This is soooo funny!" Chance laughed. As he was watching his all time favorite cartoon show Fraidycat, a weird looking cartoon cat that always get blown up or hit by an anvil. Chance continued to watch this quietly until the poor cartoon cat was hit by an anvil out of nowhere from the sky, then a piano, then a car, then a jumbo jet, and the last thing he was hit with was a large cruse ship followed by a flying saucer. Fraidycat crawled out of the large pothole which was caused by the large falling objects and blinked a couple of times,

" The weatherman was right, there was a ten percent chance of hail."

 Chance thought this was hilarious and started to bawl out laughing and pointing at the television, " This episode has got to be the funniest ever! Wait a minute, I think I saw this episode ten times before…" Chance stared at the television aimlessly, he shrug his shoulders and continued to watch TV "Oh well it's funny still."

As Chance was watching repeats on the other side of the garage was another cat of burn orange fur. He was smaller then Chance by only a few inches but comparing him to Chance is like comparing the Alps to a hill. Opposite to his best friend Chance, he had hair on the sides of his face that was short and full with volume even when his facial hair get wet it stands straight and he didn't have his whiskers grown in yet even though he is almost of age. He was busy working on his many gadgets at the other side of the garage until his watch started to beep. He lifted his light blue long sleeve mechanic suite.

" Wow it's ten already?" He rose out of his chair, walked over to the TV area and carelessly snatched the remote from Chance unresponsive hands. It took about ten seconds until the large cat figured out the remote was gone,

" Hey! Why'dja did that for?" Chance said. He sounded like he was annoyed at Jake because of what he did, " I'm still watching that."

" I'm changing the channel to the news since it's almost time." Jake answered, " Besides, watching too much Fraidycat can seriously damage your brain."

Chance laughed at Jake's statement and said, " Where'dja get that from. Your Mom probably told you that so you'll stop watching cartoons."

Jake sadly shook his head and let out a sigh He then took a couple of steps back from the couch and moaned, " Negative Chance. Let's look at the chart shall we."

The small cat jumped up to the ceiling and grabbed onto an thin rope pulling down a white projector that had a line graph that was titled, " Chance's brainwaves." He took out a stick and pointed towards the blue line that was going up, " You see this is your brain waves when you are not watching Fraidycat." He moved the pointer down to the bottom of the chart and it showed a red line going way down the chart. " And this line that's spiraling down is your brainwave usage when you watch Fraidycat. It also shows that you begin to have an unusually short attention span equals to a eight year old kitten and…Chance?"

Jake turned his head towards Chance and found him watching Fraidycat again.

" CHANCE!" Jake pulled on the projector string and the chart rolled back up, "Did you listen to anything I said at all!"

" Umm…something about brainwaves and span and something about changing the channel. You can change the channel now though since the marathon is over." Jake just rolled his eyes and changed the channel to the Mega Broadcasting Channel or MBC news, which was already in progress. It was the segment of Ann Gora and the possible werewolf sighting.

" Boy isn't that crazy." Chance said, " I wonder if you can really change into a werecat."

" Negative Chance." Jake said, " There is no way that a cat can change into a werewolf. It's totally one hundred percent not possible."

After Ann Gora's segment the News Anchorman, who was wearing a nice wool suite and tie shuffled his papers and cleared his throat, " In other news, Marshall AKA 'Gramps' Kattaway, the oldest enforcer of 77 and the longest active enforcer of 58 years, is going to retire tomorrow night. He is one and last to retire of the first group of enforcers who served in Mega Kat City after Mega War Two. He will be rewarded in a banquet in his honor and will be rewarded with the gold watch of nobility."

" Gramps is retiring!" The two mechanics said together unbelievingly. Chance sat up and grabbed a framed picture of him and Jake in Enforcer pilot jumpsuits next to their jet smiling. It would have been a very nice picture. Except for the fact that Chance and Jake was playing around and Chance got Jake in a headlock. " If it wasn't for Gramps we would of never became partners." Chance said.

" Or best friends." Jake added, " I wish we could go to that banquet but that's impossible."

Chance put the picture carefully back to where it was, " What do ya mean buddy, we can just walk up in there."

" You know with those type of parties it's always private, and you think Commander Feral would just let us waltz in."

" But there has to be a way," Chance said, " I mean he's like a grandfather to us we just can't miss his retirement party." Jake's watch started to beep again, he looked at it and then at Chance, " C'mon big guy we got some patrolling to do, and maybe we can think of something so we could go to that party."

As Jake started to open the hatch Chance was sitting down on the couch on a deep thought and the light bulb finally flashed dimly,

" I have an idea!" Chanced shouted, " What if we dress ourselves as cooks and enter into the back door! That'll work!"

" No." Jake said mechanically, " That's was done before, disastrously. Don't you remember the lobster incident at all?"

Chance eyes blanked a couple of times, " Oh…Then what if we dress ourselves as waiters."

" No. Too suspicious, and we did that before, twice, and that was a catastrophe."

" I know! What if we build a cake and me and you get inside and roll ourselves in! That'll defiantly work!"

Jake shook his head, " No. You don't remember the last time we did that do you?" And as the two climbed down the ladder Chance gave a bunch of ideas to Jake ranging to firemen to food inspectors, and every idea Jake heard he knew it would lead to some type of disaster.

Inside MBC studio's Ann and Johnny along with the camera in his hands open the door that had a sign on the door that read camera storage room, and on the bottom of a sign a piece of paper taped on the door also read, And Johnny's office. The camera room or Johnny's office had shelves of camera parts on each side of the wall. The only window that was on the front of the wall was showing the city landscape. Ann walked over and reaches over for the cord to cut on the only light source, a long wire hanging out of the wall with a light bulb.

" Johnny we have to go back to Farmer Brown's farm and go look for some clues," Annie ordered. Suddenly her eyes started to shine with visions of stardom and high status, " This would make me the most famous reporter in television history! I can finally go to the top floors of the building! MSMBC! FOXTAIL CABLE NEWS! AFTERNOONLINE! I'll be a big success if you only suck it up for a couple of hours Johnny and get back there!"

Johnny carefully placed the camera on top of his desk and push the eject button, the camera magically pop out revealing the tape. " Annie you don't have to stick around here you know, I can process the tape myself." Johnny said. He sat down at his chair and started to tweak his camera, " So you can go home Annie, I can take care of things."

" Johnny! Did you even listen to what I said?" Ann yelled with her hands in the air, " It was like this the whole ride over here! Every time when I talk about Farmer Brown's Farm or the werecat you always ignore me!"

" I'm!" Johnny yelled out of nowhere. Ann folded her arms and waited for his response. Johnny look down at his camera, " I'm just tired. After walking all day and night in this nasty weather I just want to go home. And I don't want our camera to end up in 'The Pile'." Johnny pointed towards to the other corner of the room that was pile up with broken cameras, a testament from past skirmishes when Ann and Johnny were on the job.

" This is wonderful." Ann grumbled. She stomped over to the window to look at the rain drops falling down onto the street, " While were inside this stupid place I could of got the biggest story of the year. Why do I have to put up with you Johnny anyway! You always slow me down, you always complain about everything, and you never let me get the good stories! Out of all the seventeen cameramen I ever had YOU are the worst one! Gee Johnny, what a great friend you are."

Johnny looked down and thought aloud quietly to himself, " Maybe, I am the worst one ever."

As Ann continued to look out the window she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her when she saw a shadowy figure jumping onto the rooftops when the lightning flashed. She waited again for the lightning to flash again and it did, revealing the shadowy figure again.

" Johnny!" Ann shouted.

" Yes Annie?" Johnny said sadly.

Ann ran right out of the door and left Johnny. He sat there in shock until Ann ran back inside, " Johnny I think I see the werekat—or whatever it is. I can't blow this off this is maybe my only chance!" And she ran off.

Johnny stare at his camera, the tape still didn't come out of it. The large cat narrowed his eyes at the apparatus and slam the tape door shut,

" I have to do this for Ann." Johnny thought. He picked up the camera and walked out of the room thinking to himself, " I always let her down."

Near the MBC building on a rainy street corner there was a mom and pop diner name  " Mauve & Poppy's Dinner." Inside it was empty filed with tunes of old 50's sound, but there was no people listening to it on account of the heavy rain driving the costumers away, but only three cats were inside. Ms. McCatalan, the waitress as it said on her tag, Mr. McCatalan, the manager as it said on his tag, and Iggy Katiez, the cook as it said on his cap. Out of nowhere the sound of a small bell started to ring, which signaled that someone opened the door.

" Oh my, Katie is that you?" Mauve said in a friendly light Scottish accent.

" Hi Mr. and Mrs. McCatalan." Katie smiled, " I'm here for the usual."

Usually all the women in the enforcers are tall, somewhat muscular and very beautiful, kind of model material. Katie on the other hand was the total opposite. She was only a few inches smaller then Jake, which mean she barely passed the height test, she was a very skinny ever since she was a little girl, and on the left side of her ear was a small hole in the pink part of her ear. She also had short orange hair that stopped at where her neck started from her head that look like and it she rarely manages it because it sticks out everywhere. And despite the color of her fur, which was a sandy colored fur from head to toe it did no type of justice to maker her self look a little feminine, so she was and she is, a tomboy, but the only thing that actually stand out from her boyish appearance was her pretty eye's which look like deep blue tropical waters. But nobody in the store could see it, on account that she was wet from head, to enforcer uniform, to boots.

" Katrina!" Mr. McCatalan scolded as he ran up to her with a dry towel, "What in the world are you doing out there in the rain without a umbrella! It's raining buckets of rain and light bulbs. Your gonna get a cold or worse."

Katie thanked Mr. McCatalan, took the towel and roughly dried her face and hair, " Please Mr. McCatalan don't call me by that name." Katie pleaded even though her voice was somewhat muffled by the towel, " It's stupid."

The aged cat snatched the damp towel out of her hand and tossed it aside, " It's not a stupid name, your late mother—bless her heart, and father gave it to you." Mr. McCatalan said, " Anyway, your too old for people to call you by your nickname, Katie."

" Please Poppy your overreacting." Ms. McCatalan said while smiling, " Let the child use her nickname, she's been using it since she was six years old why change now?"

" Ok Mauve." Mr.McCatalan said, " But I still say she needs to stop using her nickname and use her real name. It sounds more girlish you know."

" Hey my little sis' may finally get herself a boyfriend." Iggy sneered.

" Shut it Iggy." Katie snarled, " I'm an private now ya know."

" I'm only afraid of lieutenants," Iggy countered, " So when ya ever become one that's when I'll be afraid of ya."

Mr. McCataland then gave a quick nudge at Ms. McCatalan's side and started to raise his thick eyebrows up and down while he whispered in her ear for only her and Katie to hear,

" I bet when Katie get a boyfriend she'll never visit us for a good while, since she'll be too busy spending time with the lucky fella'."

Ms.McCatalan hid her giggles away, " Oh Poppy that's horrible she'll visit us during the daytime." The aged feline then place her paws on top of Katie's small shoulders and made a playful smile, " Even though Katie is a late bloomer she'll certainly show her petals once the right gentleman comes along. That's when we'll see her less during the nighttime." After that comment Mr. And Ms. McCatalan started to laugh to themselves. Katie rolled her eyes somewhat disgusted at the comments but she played it off by pasting a friendly smile, " Great, ya twos are becoming more like comedians like my brother and father everyday."

" But really Katie." Ms. McCatalan said, " Your certainly not ugly and you do have nice features. You have very beautiful blue eyes and you have a pretty smile so much like your mother. And your such a young woman, your only became twenty-one only two years ago. and even with a little bit of make up, a nice hairdo, and a lot of elbow grease the deputy mayor would have some difficult competition."

" Hey! Whattabout that Lieutenant Steele fella?" Mr.McCataway blurted out of nowhere, " He's always after you and he doesn't look ugly."

The orange haired enforcer snorted, " Huh. That will happen when I'm skippin' with a hand basket filled with gallons of gasoline in hell. I rather be alone then be Steele's girlfriend. He's only after me so he can say he dated almost every woman in headquarters. And what guy would want to be with me? In fact why are we talking about my love life? Let's just drop the subject now."

She was about to sat on the bar seats until Ms. McCatalan stopped her, " Sorry Katie but let me put a towel on the chair before you sit." She said. She placed the white towel on top and smiled, " Now you can sit there sweetheart."

" No prob'." Katie said. She sat down on top of the dry towel and smiled as she looked at the cook with the orange hair and shouted, " Ok bro now where's my usual?"

" Hold ya horses Sis," Iggy shouted from out the kitchen, " This doesn't mean every time ya set foot in here I'm going ta get ya a free meal."

" Iggy!" Mr.McCatalan scolded while laughing, " I'm surprised at you, you always give free tuna melts with milk to all the girl enforcers what's so different about your baby sister?" Iggy rolled his eyes and walked out of the kitchen door with a tuna melt on a plate in hand and a tall cold glass of milk on the other,

" 'Cause I'm tryin' to get a date with one of 'em for months. Don't you know enforcer girls are very hard to get dates with?!" He placed the meal in front of Katie and then sat at the seat next to her. " Don't ya ever try to criticize 'bout my cooking this time, ya got it?" Iggy growled.

" I'll probably be dead from food poisoning before I say something." Katie grinned as she took one huge bite from the sandwich.

" Huh. Funny. Anyway I along with Mr. and Ms. McCatalan was chosen to be the head caterers for that retirement party for that old timer enforcer."

" You mean Mr. Kattaway?" Katie asked, " That's good ya guys got some business, but I'm not goin'."

" WHY!?" The McCatalans and Iggy shouted in shock.

" 'Cause whoever is in the enforcers they have to dress up in our fancy attire and I hate dressin' up in our fancy attire."

" That's not unusual commin' from her." Iggy thought aloud.

" But I wish I can go with somebody, 'cause I got two extra tickets."

" Katie I assure you that you will find two lucky cats to go with you to the party." Ms. McCatalan said, " Who knows, maybe you'll find the love of your life."

Katie moaned, " What did I tell you about the love subject Ms.McCatalan?"

As the group started to talk among each other Katie looked out of the store window thinking about whom to give the tickets too. Then the lights suddenly cut off and a bright light of thunder illuminated the outside revealing a large monster leaning onto the window looking inside the shop and drooling on the window. Ms. McCatalan screamed out of fear and shouted, " IT'S THE WERECAT!"

" No way!" Iggy shouted! I thought those things were fake!"

The lights finally went on and the werekat was gone. Katie quickly jumped out of her seat and asked immediately, " Mr. McCatalan the backdoor is locked right?"

" Y-yes Katie." The old cat said stuttering.

" Good." Katie took one last bite out of her unfinished sandwich and drank the rest of her milk she ran towards the door and said, " Now I want you guys to lock this door incase that thing comes back and don't go outside until it's safe. Oh! And Iggy."

" Yeah?"

" Your sandwich was okay." Katie said and she walked out of the shop and into the rainy street Mr. McCatalan locked it,

" I hope she doesn't get a cold out there, or worse."

Up in the air the Turbocat a powerful dark blue jet was soaring around the city in the turbulent rainy weather. Controlled by it's daredevil pilot T-Bone, Chance's alter ego, was enjoying the moment,  " Nothin' beats a boring day like flying during a rainstorm." The large cat cheered. Razor, Jake's alter ego, was sitting in the back listening to his favorite rock station.

" AAALLLRIIIGGHHTT Mega Kat City! This is Disk Master Felix—"

" And this is DJ the DJ"

"And your listening to 101.5 FM, Mega Kat City's one and only rock station that wasn't blown up—"

" Flooded—"

" Destroyed—"

" Burned by some monster—"

" Or turned into a swamp by some psycho who want to turn the city into a swamp. Yep guys this station only plays the rock hits and alts all day and all night long, and folks if we weren't the only rock station left on the air we would still rock on all day and all night cause—"

" WERE THAT DAMN CRAZY!" DJ the DJ screamed!

" And it looks like we may end up getting a flood since it's been raining for five day and four nights—

" And this and this is going to be the fifth freakin' night!" DJ the DJ shouted while he laugh insanely.

" Yes new listeners DJ the DJ is quite insane but he wont be the one that will harm your eardrums because we play LOUD!" Disk Master Felix shouted. " And I mean LOUD music!" He shouted once more, " Now here's a word from one of our sponsors!"

There was a loud ruffle of paper and Disk Master Felix cleared his throat,

" Do you have a certain feeling for that special someone?"

Razor placed his elbow on the console and rested his head on top of his paws and look outside the canopy. " Yeah." Razor said in a aimlessly sounding voice.

" Does this special someone only make's you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?"

Razor's eyes began to give that dreamy look that only shows if he get a new piece of hardware, but this look on his face was for a different reason, " Yeah a lot."

" Does this person makes you so head over heels that you get become clumsy and you become a walking talking hazard."

" Yes! I do!"

" But you have a hard time telling that person how you feel because you'll think that that special someone will think your a total stalker, a extremely shy cat, or you are just a geeky guy or gal?"

" Yes! All three!"

" Then what the hell are you listening to me for! If you go to Penelope's Little Flower Shop you can get twelve dozen roses for only 19.95! Or a cactus for only 9.95! Or if you really HATE a certain scumbag out there she'll even give you DEAD roses for only a penny! So if your speechless for words or your just a stupid romantic, go to where the fools who fall in love go— Penelope's Little Flower Shop located in—"

T-Bone then made the jet do a 180 and Razor found him self upside down. The small Swat Kat finally snapped out of that hypnotic state and shouted, " T-T-Bone! What are you doin' I was listening to that!" T-Bone turns the jet right side up again.

" You was talking to yourself again about Katie again." T-Bone laughed, " I just cant see why you just can't go up to her and say it like this." The large Swat Kat then started talking like Razor's voice to the best of his ability, " Hey Katie! You notice I like you a lot so let's get the datin' started while were still young."

" No T-Bone!" Razor pleaded, " I cant just go up to her and say go out with me she'll probably kick my tail. Furthermore I just cant get myself to tell her how I feel, the last time I told someone 'I like you' she screamed, then ran away, then told all her friends, then all the kids in my whole neighborhood laughed at me for months."

" So. That wasn't bad." T-Bone said.

" It wasn't BAD!" Razor shouted, " She ended up having a boyfriend who was in the wrestling team in high school!"

The rock music was suddenly cut off and the voice of a highly familiar cat shouted, " This is Katiez near Valiant Street near Mauve and Poppy's dinner. I got one of those werecat sighting too close to home and I'm gonna check it out. Probably need backup. Over and out."

" That was her!" Razor shouted, " T-Bone she needs our help."

" I'm already ahead of ya," T-Bone growled as he made the jet do a U-turn and head straight towards Valiant Street.

TO BE CONTINUED!

Okay that was the first part of WERCAT! How did you like the story!? Did you like some of the original characters or what? What about the quality of the story? What about the whole story in general? Well stick around next time to read the next continuation. WERECAT: Part 2 of Chapter 1

Note: For Zack Wiskerson (from Tricked) "fans" and Sally Briggs fans they are not going to be appearing in this story, but they are going to appear in the future ones…And for people who are wondering why Ann is acting like that is because…let's just say her bad qualities are showing up in this fic.

P.S: You can even read some of my already finish Swat Kat fic's while you wait all on Fanfiction.net

Tricked (just finished)

It's A Alien! (An Jake as a kitten Fic)

Fallen Angel (first SK fic)

Jerseygirl :)