Hey Hey Everybody! The real chapter 11 is finally up! Sorry for the delay and thank you for all of your patience and understanding of my long delay in updating this fic. Thanx for the continuous reviews, and i am sorry that all of ya thought that my authors note was chap 11, LOL sorry I know that was cruel but I didnt want cha guys to think i vanished off of the face of the planet:) By the way, JC, I have a little taste of romance coming up for you guys in chap 12 so hang on in there! This is my messed up method of keeping my readers hooked on every word I type! MMMMMUUUUAAAAAAHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAHHHHAAAAAAAAAA!coughcough
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Thanx again and i hope you enjoy!
An explosion of splintered rock tore its way into the tunnel entrance. After the dust had settled, cold red eyes could be seen staring into the devastated escape way.
"So this is where they disappeared into." Mac's metallic voice sneered as he stepped into the newly-formed crevice…..
"Now whose idea was it that we shouldn't wear shoes? Because its sure wasn't my idea!" T-Bone snarled as he once again snagged his exposed foot on another sharp rock. Cursing silently under his breath, he continued to move down the jagged mountain side.
Razor peered down from the rocky ledge, wishing that everyone would hurry up.
"You know, if we weren't in such a dire situation, I'd actually be enjoying this." Felina said with a cheery manner in her voice.
"Humph, well that's one of us." Feral growled as he balanced tediously on a small ledge, while he thought to himself, though not in the least bit audacious as to say it out loud. "I'm way too old for this."
After a while, much to Feral's relief, he along with a lot of the group where safely standing on the ground. Callie's foot finally touched the ground, and breathing a sigh of relief she looked up at T-Bone, who didn't have much farther to go.
"Have you ever gone mountain climbing before Ms. Briggs?" Feral dared to ask after his curiosity had gotten the better of him.
Callie looked at the Commander questionably. "Why do you want to know?"
Feral cleared his throat and gave a careless shrug. "Well, I just didn't imagine you as the adventurous, athletic type."
Both Callie and Felina smirked. "You'd be surprised Commander." Callie replied, trying to hide the laughter in her voice.
Razor swung his legs over the ledge and braced himself for the climb. Suddenly, menacing screeches erupted violently from the tunnel entrance. Looking up sharply, he saw a multitude of the black creeplings hurtling towards him, their fangs bared and glistening in the subtle light with their wings raised in anticipation of flight.
Realizing he was still too far up to warn the others, he started to make his way through the jagged rocks as fast as he could.
Despite the distance up, everyone heard the frightening screams of the creeplings and looked up in alarm. "They found us." Feral growled.
T-Bone, already half expecting them to be discovered, looked up in dismay. Razor wasn't even close to the half way mark, despite his amazing speed. Only a couple feet away from the ground, T-Bone jumped from the ledge and landed with ease.
"You guys had better start heading towards the woods…Razor and I will be close behind." T-Bone ordered firmly as he glanced up at his partner who was amazingly almost past the half way mark.
"What and leave you guys here to defend yourselves? I don't think so!" Callie argued defiantly as she gripped her own blaster with a renewed conviction, leaving T-Bone, Feral and the Enforcers surprised at her newly revealed fieriness.
"Besides he's almost here, A couple more minutes won't hurt." Felina reasoned, since everyone else was still pretty much speechless.
"I doubt that." Feral managed to reply dryly as he looked up towards the top of the ledge, expecting the creeplings to throw themselves at them any second now. And it certainly seemed that way, since the unearthly screams grew louder and louder with every passing moment.
Razor looked down at the ground that was now only about 16 feet below him. Closing his eyes, he leaned his head against the cold rock. "Great." He growled as a solution formed in his mind . . . a painful solution. Preparing himself for the pain he knew was going to come he muttered to himself. "This is gonna hurt." He pushed himself away as far as he could from the mountain wall and landed hard in a crouch, which sent bone jarring pulses of pain throughout his limbs.
Razor jumped up, ignoring his aching body and tore off with the others to the safety of the dense forest. Following right behind the retreating group, the creeplings launched into the air and bore down towards their quarry with a fierce vengeance.
The ear splitting screeches of their pursuer grew unnervingly close, as if they were actually flying directly over their shoulders and screaming into their ears.
"Just keep running and don't look back!" Feral yelled over his shoulder as he led the group towards the safety of the thick foliage of the forest.
A rotten log lay concealed in the undergrowth in Callie's path. With a startled cry, she hit the ground hard, knocking the air out of her lungs. At hearing Callie's cry, Razor skidded to a stop and turned to look back to see her being lifted off, struggling in the talons of a creepling.
"Callie!" he screamed as he ran after the creepling, trying to form a plan in his mind as in how to get her down. Hearing the beating of wings behind him, he slowed down and let the creepling capture him, figuring that they were both going to be taken to the same place. They were captured only a few feet away from the haven of the forest.
T-Bone watched in dismay as Razor and Callie disappeared once again into the tunnel.
"What are we going to do?" Felina moaned.
"I don't know about you guys but I'm going back for them." T-Bone growled in anger at the turn of events.
"Then you'll get yourself captured and that won't do any of us any good." Feral replied coolly, as if he had everything under control.
T-Bone glared at Feral reproachfully. "Well, what do you suggest we do then Commander?" he snarled.
"We have no choice but to leave them for now until I can get together a more adequate team."
"And how long is that going to take you exactly." T-Bone growled impatiently, anger still evident in his eyes.
Feral opened his mouth to reply but T-Bone cut him off again.
"Because while your organizing your 'adequate' team, Razor and Callie could be killed by the apparently pissed off bad guys and the whole city would be under the attack of their creepling army and you might as well forget 'organization' because Mayor Manx would be calling the shots at that time, and you know just as well as I do that that would be like handing over the city on a silver platter."
Feral paused, deep in thought. "Your right," he mumbled, "that would be catastrophic." Feral pulled out a satellite phone from his pants pocket and turned it on. When Enforcer Headquarters answered, Feral used his tried and infamous motto. "This is Feral! I need backup!"
"This is really starting to get annoying." Razor mumbled. He and Callie sat facing each other, chained to the opposite sides of their cell walls.
"You didn't have to get yourself captured too." Callie replied softly. "I'm afraid of what they're going to do to you."
Razor shrugged. "I'll be fine. It's not like they're going to kill me."
Callie looked at the stone floor worriedly.
"Well, at least not right now." Razor corrected, realizing his mistake.
Callie didn't reply.
Razor kicked himself mentally as he struggled to come up with something comforting to say, and yet again the right words just couldn't form.
The sound of sharp metallic footsteps made Callie and Razor look up sharply towards the tunnel entrance.
The Metalikats stalked in, their robotic features unnervingly alive with malice. Mac opened Razors cell, broke the chain that was holding Razor in two, and viciously grabbed him from the ground by his chained hands. Molly, with a like manner, hauled Callie out of her cell and followed Mac who was leading a struggling Razor towards the main tunnel where Dark Kat and the rest of the villains anticipated their arrival.
Mac threw Razor at Dark Kat's feet with his paws still bound in chains. Callie struggled against Molly as she watched in horror as the villains encircled him.
"I must admit, I gave you way too much credit." Dark Kat admonished with a deathly calm voice. After a brief, yet heavy silence, it was broken by the abrupt snap of his fingers. The villains launched themselves at the defenseless Swat Kat, unmercifully beating him with an intense and long kept hatred.
"NO!" Callie screamed as she struggled against her capture, who was cackling spitefully, egging her fellow villains on.
A snap of Dark Kats fingers called off the attack. They backed off at his command, sneering at their captive who was now hunched over in pain. Razor gritted his teeth as if trying to silence his screaming body.
Smirking, Dark Kat up to him and knelt in front of him. With his right paw, he lifted Razors head and looked into his bruised and bloody face. Razor glared back defiantly, silently daring his capturer to do his worst.
Dark Kat let go and got up, returning Razor's glare. "Untie him!" Dark Kat's boomed, "And we'll see how tough he really is without his gadgets or his partner."
Mac roughly untied Razor's numb paws. Without even a grimace, he rubbed the life back into them and slowly stood up. Razor watched, his body tense with suspicion, as the villains formed a huge oval. Behind him, he heard someone join him in the arena-like oval. Razor turned to face Hard Drive, who was grinning with anticipation at the thought of evening old scores with the enemy who had always outdone him in everything. (Thanx Lil' Kai:)
"Behold! The long awaited yet eagerly anticipated battle of MegaKat City's most acclaimed masterminds!" Dark Kat proclaimed, his deep voice echoing across the cavern which was immediately joined by the deafening cheers and whoops of the onlookers.
Razor was alarmingly calm as he positioned himself in a combat stance, his face portraying a potent ferocity that was seldom awoken from its profound slumber deep within his spirit. It besieged his conscious being; like a roused beast rising to protect the ones he cherishes, and to preserve his soul.
Hard Drive's whole body was consumed with the searing sparks as he stood grinning maliciously at his rival. Then, without warning, he launched himself towards Razor, his arms outstretched and hissing with biting ropes of electricity that were eager to blister their prey's flesh. Hard Drive's frightening image was reflected clearly in Razor's glowing, slitted brown eyes. His body tensed as he waited for the opportune time to attack.
His stern face was broken by a mischievous smirk as his leg muscles constricted in union as he watched Hard Drive pass the point of no return. Hard Drive then realized, as he caught sight of Razor's leer, that he was, indeed, too late to fend off his rivals attack. Unable to stop himself, he watched in alarm as Razor suddenly leaped up and cut through the air like an arrow over his head. Razor turned sharply in midair and dug his feet deep into Hard Drive's shoulders and neck, which sent the hapless villain slamming into the cold stone floor. Razor landed gracefully in a crouch as the onlookers protested loudly at the turn of events. Hard Drive snarled as he jumped up from the floor and turned to face Razor. Without hesitation, Hard Drive pulled from within his suit pocket a silver rod.
Callie watched in repulsion as the silver rod, at a push of a button, extended into a glistening, double-ended spear that came alive with the same electric sparks that lived within Hard Drive's suit. "You're going to pay for that Swat Kat!" The techno villain spat poisonously as he returned Razors daring glare.
The pathetic gurgling of a dying creepling barely escaped its beak-like mouth as a big, blonde paw squeezed its throat. In disgust, T-Bone threw the lifeless body against the wall. "One down, a billion to go." Felina commented dryly as she and her uncle hurried past T-Bone into the huge hanger were the Doomsday Jet was kept. T-Bone scowled as he looked around the room that was now decorated with the lifeless bodies of the creeplings who had met their unlucky end by the infuriated Swat Kat.
"Okay, what's up with this guy and the color red?" Felina asked incredulously to no one in particular. With wire cutters in one paw and a handful of electric red wires in the other, she looked around the jets huge cockpit skeptically. Feral groaned as he rubbed his forehead wearily, he never was an expert at disarming things, let alone knowing what wires led to which, and which controlled that . . . he had his Swat team for that, and even they hadn't seen much action since the Swat Kats showed up and started taking care of all the super villains.
Before his niece could ask him what to do, T-Bone walked in. "Did you guys figure out what wires to cut?" he asked as he kneeled down beside Felina and looked at the wires she held in her hand. "I don't know which ones to cut." Felina growled, "I was hoping that you would though."
T-Bone laughed uncomfortably. "Oh crud, um….I was never good at disarming things . . . that is usually Razors job."
"Well your friend isn't here Swat Kat so do the best you can." Feral commanded, trying to keep his voice down. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he didn't like staying in one place too long. It heightened their chance of being discovered yet again by creeplings or worse.
T-Bone sighed as he took the wire cutters and looked closer at the wires. He felt his eyes cross as the immense sea of wires swam in front of his vision. "Ah, the heck with this." He growled finally, throwing the wire cutters to the floor.
"Where are you going?" Felina asked incredulously as she watched T-Bone stand up and head back towards the cargo bay where the engine was. (Okay, I have absolutely NO idea where the engine would be on this stupid thing so bear with me ;) "Come on." Feral sighed in exasperation, "Let's make sure he doesn't break something." Felina looked at her uncle with a smile tugging at her lips. "Doesn't that defeat the whole purpose of what we're doing here?" She asked as they walked into the cargo bay. Before Feral could answer his nieces question, they stopped abruptly in front of the gaping hole that was now in the cargo bay's floor. Clinking sounds of metal against metal and an occasional curse echoed up from the dark engine hold eerily, causing Feral and Felina to look at each other questionably. "What is he doing now! Feral moaned as Felina got down on her hands and knees and peered into the dark engine hold. "T-Bone? What are you doing?"
"Don't you know, I'm painting . . . What does it look like I'm doing! I'm sabotaging the engines!" T-Bone exclaimed irritably,
Felina bit her bottom lip to prevent herself from laughing. "Oh sorry, its just kind of hard to tell what you doing from up here."
T-Bone's head popped up suddenly, making Felina jump back in surprise. T-Bone pulled himself from the hold and quickly put the cover back on the engine hold. Just as the cover slid in place, a minute explosion, barely recognizable to even the most keenest ear, softly shook the jet and the steel floor rapidly turned warm, then normal again. T-Bone grinned at the shocked faces of his two comrades. "She won't be flyin anytime soon." He informed smugly.
And with that, he headed towards the cargo bay doors that would let them out into the creepling carcass strewn hanger. "What did you do?" Feral asked as he rushed after his neice and T-Bone who were looking about them to make sure the coast was clear. Seeing that nobody was watching, T-Bone stepped out of the Doomsday jet. "Let's just say that it got a makeover."
Hard Drive was now, without doubt, extremely livid. He now had more cuts and bruises than Razor did, and his fellow villains did not like it in the least bit. And there was Razor, in his combat stance, eyes glistening with amusement as a daring smirk occupied his face. But Hard Drive was not going to let himself be beaten once again by this all-of-a-sudden cocky individual that seemed to anticipate every move that he made.
"I've had enough of these games Swat Kat! I'm not going to take it easy on you anymore!" Hard Drive screamed at Razor as he pressed a button on his suit. Immediately, it flared up with exuberant sparks that roared deafeningly around the techno villain. Hard Drive's chilling laugh could be heard over the spasmodic sizzling.
Razor knew that his time was running out. All that electricity that was aimed at him was almost impossible to dodge, since its coverage was considerably wide. Razor prepared himself for it, and he dared glance over in Callie's direction. Razor's heart nearly stopped when he saw her face wet with tears that were still caressing her cheeks. He flashed her his prize winning smile, a small message of comfort that everything would, no matter what the sacrifices were, turn out right. Evil never triumphed against the good in his book.
A paralyzing streak of electric blue fire lashed out at Razor from Hard Drives rigid hand, and his cackle grew louder in intensity as he realized that Razor couldn't dodge it either way.
Razor braced himself for the onslaught of the bolt. And it struck him mercilessly, wreaking sharp, blinding all across Razor's body. And just as it hit him it stopped, and Razor found himself on the cold stone floor. Antagonized screams and firing blasters echoed throughout his rapidly decreasing consciousness. His glazing eyes looked up the distant ceiling, and as everything started to close around him with an engulfing blackness, he heard his name being called out by several distant, yet frantic voices.
MMMUUUAAAHHHAAAAAA! stay tuned sports fans! Oh i wrote this chapter listening to the AWSOME Fantastic Four sound track...'Everything Burns' by Anastacia and Ben Moody, 'Reverie' by Megan McCauleyand 'Shed my skin' by Alter Bridgeinfluenced alot of this chap and if you ever get a chance to listen to these songs I RECOMMEND THEM! I promise Chap 12 is coming soon!