There has been a while since my last post, but that's because I've been a little busy lately (Wich is not good 'cause I'm supposed to be on vacations!!!) Anyway, this chapter it's a little shorter, I kind of got lost in the plot, I know where I want to go, but I lost the way of getting there. As soon as I work out this little problem I'll be back in action.

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Chapter7. Doomed as guardians angels


She knew exactly where to go.

"Let's take you home, baby."

But after doing some more thinking, she jumped off the motorcycle and ran into the café. For any kat that could have been watching the scene, she may look like if she had forgotten anything, and she definitely did. Five minutes later, she stormed out the café with a suitcase in her paw, a baggage under her arm and a hot chocolate to-go in the other paw.

'I always leave the important things behind...' she reprehended herself mentally while making sure that her three possessions were well placed. She gave herself a girly giggle, then rolled her eyes. 'This chocolate sure has something in it.... It's loove!' she giggled again and smacked herself after it. 'Yeah, right...'

She looked up, the sky was clear. Not even a single cloud could be seen. "The nice day, the quietness, the sweet [probably drugged] chocolate..." she said to herself with a big grin "It's like a big perfect cliché thing..." she sighed "Shame it won't last... "

Of course it won't, because it was a perfect day in the cliché basics, so by the laws of cliché over done scene, it was bounded to go wrong... Like it did.

A loud bang, sign of a big ol' explosion was heard, not far from where she stood. The ground beneath her trembled and the motorcycle fell at it's side, dragging her along. With a little yelp of surprise, she hit the sidewalk.

"I hate this city." She muttered, trying to push the motorcycle off her as kats ran in all directions, trying to get away from the trouble. After a second push, she was dusting herself off and trying not to get smashed by the mad kats. "Too many psychos with the 'I want to rule the world' plan..." she reconsidered the idea "No, wait. Not even the world, they just want this cursed city..." Calmly she mounted again he motorcycle and speeded off, this time trying to not smash the mad kats.

She never understood why they acted that way, why they panicked. I mean, yeah they were bad guys and yeah, they wanted ultimate power over the city... But that was a normal thing. In fact, it was so normal that she found it boring. Wouldn't you find it boring if you see the same bad guys spend 356 days a year, 7 days a week, the hole 24 hours of the day in the same thing? Wouldn't you find it boring if you see the same bad guys get their tails kicked by the SWAT Kats 356 days a year, 7 days a week, the hole 24 hours of the day?

It was booooooooooooring. Period.

She looked up at the once perfect sky to see it tainted in the gray shades of the smoke and made eye contact with some creeplings that were flying around. They laughed at her and started throwing her rocks and other non identified objects. None reached it's goal.

'Boring AND annoying...' she thought darkly trying her best to get out of their aim practice space, until they hit her. Right in the head.

She hit the breaks, stopping the motorcycle with a noisy screeching sound. She grabbed the rock and threw it to a random creepling, scoring in it's nose. "In your face, creep!" she shouted, sticking out her tongue at the now angry creepling that was coming after her. Seeing that the little moster kept on throwing her rocks, this time with motivation, she quietly took her suitcase out, and after placing the right combination, she opened it and took out a laser gun. But not any laser gun, it was the laser gun that she had fun altering. Quite stronger than an average enforcer's laser, was painted in black with red streaks, just like her.

She aimed to the creepling in question and shoot, the energy ray missed it's objective by little space. "Crud!" She cursed firing again, but in the occasion she took him down with two strikes in it's wing. To her dismay, the rest of the annoying little beasts noticed her actions and flashed their sharp fangs at her, not in a very friendly way.

"Oops." She whispered in awareness of her position and the amount of trouble she had gotten herself into "Mental note: think before acting." She started aiming at them, successfully bringing four to the ground. The rest landed and surrounded her, attacking her all together. She kicked, punched, scratched and shot them, but the miniature monsters were gaining terrain on her. Suddenly, they stopped their actions, looked around franticly and pointing to a slighter bigger creepling with red skin that was flying above them, they went away.

He came down to earth and stroke her, aggressively. The red creepling buried it's claws into her fur, bringing her into the floor wincing in pain. It snatched the laser gun out of her paws and kept on scratching. She tried to defend herself, but not only she was out of practice, the red creature was way stronger than her. Even if she kept punching him, it didn't seemed affected at all. All it took were a few moves, and the creepling was on top of her, ready to bury it's fangs into her throat, when it simply fell on her. Startled for a second before she pushed it away from her with all the strength left from the fight.

She closed her eyes panting, trying to gain her breath. Opening her eyes, a paw appeared in front of her face, a light brown furred, sharp clawed paw with a black fingerless glove. Tracing up the with a tingle of déjà vu, she saw a light brown tomcat that looked very familiar.

"Razor?!" She whispered, feeling slightly dizzy. Her mouth hanged open, her eyes widened and her tail swished uncomfortably behind her "THE Razor?!" The tomcat just grinned down at her in afriendly way. Surprised, she took his paw and he pulled her up to her feet. However, the moment she was left to carry her own weight, her legs went weak. Abruptly, force seemed to leave her and everything became blurred as she stumbled on him, unconscious.

Our vigilante frowned, worried at her reaction and cautiously, he placed her on the ground so he could take a closer look at her injuries. While he was making a quick exam on her status, a bigger kat dressed in similar clothes appeared behind him.

"And exactly, what happened here?" T-bone asked concerned at his partner while crouching at his side.

"All I saw was a red, big creepling-like thing attacking her. It seems that she put up quite a fight..." He motioned to all the creeplings lying on the floor near them "But the creepling made some real damage, this wounds are deep, buddy."

Both kats sighed in defeat, standing up.

"We're doomed to look after her, aren't we?" Razor said to no one as T-bone carried her to Jake's motorcycle where he was already waiting for the load to deliver. Alex's unconscious body was well secured before Razor speeded off, to meet T-bone later in the garage.

T-bone saw them go before walking to the jet, looking back where he had found Razor with Alex he discovered a black laser gun. He picked it up and saved it in a pocket, probably Razor would like to take a closer look to it.

"Like some soddin' guardian angels..."

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And that's it. She's coming back, to make their lives a living hell.

(A/N they will explain the hole explosion thing in the next chapter...)