Bold are megaphone-ed.

Chapter 4

CRACK-BOOM! A sonic boom of a jet pierced the air, startling all of them. Danny was shocked into silence, his body frozen.

Molly was relieved when the kid stopped squirming. He sure knew how to make a robot felt uncomfortable. A few instance his hand snaked to the weak point of the joint of her neck, trying to pry out loose screw whenever he could while half-concious. Molly had resorted to carrying and locking the boy hand on his back. The advantages of being robotic, you're stronger and can use your limb to clamp on anything.

The loud crack in the air signaled the arrival of the SwatKat, the so-called protector of MegaKat City. Mac and Molly wanted so much on getting their revenge on them, but they're free target in the open here.

"It's the damn Swat Kats!" Mac shouted over the roaring of the three supersonic jet engines of the Turbo Kat.

"Did they see us?"

The black jet did an extravagant U-turn in the cloudless, starry sky.

"Damn! Looks like they did. And the blue coats are usually not far behind." Molly yanked the disoriented boy up, "You're coming with us, kid." She hissed, taking haste when the sounds of roaring sirens of the Enforcers, the city police force, was heard.

Mac blasted the garage door of the warehouse nearest to them, revealing a metallic silver hovercraft with a crossed out Enforcer logo.

"Looks like we'll finally be able to take this thing out for a test run." Mac smirked as he took on the driver seat, powering up the vehicle. "…against the Swat Kats." The engine roared and the boat sped off into the open water.

Molly threw the child onto the back compartment, taking a seat beside Mac, "Test run? Mac do you realize that we not only have the Swat Kats, but possibly an army of enforcers on our tail?! How do you suppose we evade them all?!"

In one of the helicopters the pilot announced to his commander, "Sir! I'm detecting one of our hovercraft taking off from the fish factory!"

"What?! Those vehicles aren't authorized to run! Why isn't the HQ were keeping them under lock?! This better not be rouge officers!" Commander Feral roared, trying to gain sight of the vehicle. The said hovercraft burst out from the warehouse, and Feral was shocked to see not his Enforcers emblem, but the emblem of the Mettalikats painted over the blue logo.

"T-those rusting pice of scrap...!"

"They probably stolen it while the city was busy celebrating yesterday... sir." The pilot stuttered, easily sensing the Commander wrath.

Commander Feral growled. He turned back to the pilot, "Well what are you waiting for?! After them!"

The pilot turned to him, "Sir! Our missiles aren't configured to target one of our own without proper authorizations!" Meaning that they can't shot any registered vehicle with their system, because it negates them.

"Then authorize it! I don't care how! Go manual! I need those two scrapped!"

"It might take more than a few minutes… by then they might have already... escaped... sir."

"I DON'T CARE! USE THE RIFLES!" Commander Feral shouted with the megaphone system.

Another boom of a jet rocked the helicopters a few feet. Feral growled, "Those no-good vigilanties." The jet, TurboKat as they lovingly called it, is their most prized possession, and trademark. Feral always wondered where the Kats managed to get the parts for the jet. He dinstinctly remembered that the jet was destroyed at least twice in it's lifetime. Probably stolen them.

"I hear you're having a little bit of a problem here?" A voice spoke from a megaphone of the black jet. It was T-Bone of the SwatKats and the pilot of Turbokat. The burly orange tomcat smirked at the Commander reaction to their arrival.

"Your team may not able to use your tracking missiles, but ours can!" His partner and sharp-shooter Razor chimed in.

"Now if you'll excuse us, we got a boat to catch." T-Bone hollered, dipping the jet down before pulling it up a few feet above the water level, skimming it, leaving the Enforcers behind.

They spotted the fleeing hovercraft a few kilometers away, and aimed. "Steady… Fire!" The Shredder missile flew towards the hovercraft hitting one of the engines.

"Faster you dolt!" Molly shouted towards Mac, they might be able to escape the Enforcers, but the Swat Kats are a diferent story.

"I'm trying! Give me a moment with this! Ah here it is! The cloak button…" Mac chuckled as he pushed one of the many buttons on the dashboard. The vehicle flickered, and disappeared from view.

"T-Bone, I lost them!" Razor of the Swat Kat slammed his fist onto the radar, hoping that the sudden disappearance of the MettaliKats were just a glitch in the system. It was just a regular patrol, when suddenly a spike of energy appeared over the Tuna Factory made them curious and soon sends them flying over to check it out. And there they are, the MettaliKats. Razor wasn't sure what they were doing, as they were hidden in the shadows. If it wasn't because of the glint of their reflective metallic body, he wouldn't have spotted Mac Mange of the MettaliKats.

T-Bone made a circular turn over the destroyed warehouse, noting a suspicious empty space in the middle of the rubble. "What do you mean you lost them? Just follow the waves! Or your radar!"

"Its a hovercraft, hovercrat don't make waves T-Bone, and with all this commotion I can't keep track of the waves. And they're somehow cloaked, WHOA!" A missile shot past them, almost hitting the wing of TurboKat.

"What was that?" Another missile shot past them, narrowly missing the engine.

"Something's shooting at us! I'm switching to FLIR*!" With a push of a button, the FLIR thermal scanner took over his HUD screen, and what he sees confuses him. "T-Bone, I'm detecting a weird energy field in front of the warehouse…"

"What…" T-Bone grunted as he swerved to evade another missile, "…kind of weird energy…? Did you see the boat?"

"No I can't see the boat, at all. Which is odd... But there's one extremely cold spot right in front of the wrecked warehouse. It's not moving, and it seems like it's contained inside something." Razor tapped the HUD screen, noting that the cold temperature forming into what he notices, clearly taking the shape of a vehicle.

A burst of red appeared in the rear of the vehicle form, alerting them to an oncoming missile.

"T-Bone! They're invisible! They must be using the prototype invisibility cloak system!"

"What? Crud, with the amount of missile they're firing, the infrared will be useless! The heat from the explosion will cloak them!"

Razor smirked when the vehicle shot out another missile, "But it's our lucky day, T-Bone."

"Huh?" T-Bone turned and gave a confused face to his partner.

Razor waved his index finger, "Remember the weird energy I detected? It's coating the vehicle, and it contrasted with all the activity it was doing."

"So…" T-Bone made a stall to avoid getting hit by another projectile before pulling up, "Shooting off missiles is making them visible or something?"

"Yup, if those two just stood there watching us and not shooting at us, we won't be able to see them, because the temperature of the vehicle actually matches the night air - well, only slightly cooler than the usual night air. But you get my point." T-Bone whistled.

"That means every time they shot at us..." A series of gunshot rang into the air, filling it with afterburners and smoke. In the HUD they could see the heat rolled over the cool surface of the invisible vehicle. The vehicle temperature stayed cold against the heat of the gun mounted on the nose of the hovercraft, a contrasting blue against red on the FLIR radar.

Razor smirked, "They're revealing to us where they are."

"So what we need… is to make them keep shooting at us." T-Bone smirked, "That, I can do."

"Hey tin cans! Is that the best you can do? Even kittens could shoot way better than you!" T-Bone released the megaphone speaker and turned to his partner, "Seriously, the kittens nowadays are good. I've battled against a few in the arcade last week. I almost lost a few dollars to them." Razor gave him a raised eyebrow.

"Did you just confess that you lied to me that you went out for some on-the-road-fix for extra earning, and leave me alone in the garage modifying the TurboKat for a week, to play in the arcade?" His arms are crossed, glaring at the tomcat. "And you gamble too?"

"Uh… Did I just say that? No buddy, it's your imagination." T-Bone countered sheepishly. His co-pilot just gave an 'Uh-huh…', not believing one word. "Come on! You were doing the mumbo-jumbo technology thing on her! It's not like I could be any help!"

He was rewarded with another glared.

"Hey, at least I got some money out of it."

'From gambling with kids.' Razor grumbled, the tom is a bad influence to the kids. He's just a little glad the kids are already spoilt. But still, it's not a good thing.

Down below, Mac and Molly are getting frustrated over the Swat Kats ignoring them.

"HEY! EYES ON THE FIGHT YOU IDIOTS!" Mac yelled, accidentally pushed the button, revealing the vehicle back into view. A few scratches were seen on it, proving that Razor's shooting at least hit its mark one out of twenty shots.

"Ho, I have trouble believing it but you guys did steal the Enforcers prototype hovercraft. But seeing that." He pointed towards the painted-over logo on the side of the hovercraft. "No wonder Feral was furious." T-bone laughed, glancing behind to see an army of Enforcers trying to keep up with the fight.

"Mac you idiot!" Molly yelled and punched the button again, making the vehicle disappear back into invisibility before yelling towards them again. "Now as you can see Swat Kats… Is that you can't see us! How are you going to fight what you can't see, hmm? This thing is invisible to naked eye, and radar! Not even your thermal sensor could see us! Because with all the heat around us, we're perfectly cloaked!"

"Don't say a word T-Bone… We can't let them know about that yet…" Razor's fingers twitched with annoyance.

"It's odd, what could've made it that cold… And those two didn't even notice." The pilot wondered, looking at the HUD screen. The vehicle blue form stood out from the blazing red surrounding it. Too bad they couldn't see anything inside of the blue form vehicle through the HUD, or they would notice that there was a third occupant in it, releasing an uncontrollable amount of cold energy into the air.

"Professor Hackle didn't implant any temperature-sensitive nerve system into those two. If they were flesh and bone, they might've notice the temperature difference, but they're made out of metal and circuits, so they won't notice unless their eyes can see them." The blue form of the vehicle made a move, "They're heading towards the sea, pretend to not know where they are."

"It's not like we can see them without the FLIR… They ARE invisible!" T-Bone growled, but switched the speaker back on for a diversion. "Hey tin-heads! That's cheating! How are we going to shoot you when you're invisible?" A missile answered him, scratching the left wing. "Damn! You gotta pay for that!"

A crackle made the pilots turn, and they were startled to saw a portion of their injured wing being frosted over, "Whoa, whatever happening down there is actually affecting us up here. Although I'm kinda thankful that it's covering up the nasty scratch on the wing."

"Yeah…" A mist of air plumed from their breath. "We need to wrap this up fast before we become kat-cicles. The ice will effect the Turbokat flight pattern if left too long."

"I know. Deploy pulse missile!" The weapons compartment opens and a black missile with a lightning blue streak shot towards the still invisible hovercraft. Razor already set up the missile ASM mode, so unless the vehicle moved the missile will hit the vehicle head on. Even if it doesn't hit its intended target, the pulse would at least disorient the two robotic kats.

Mac and Molly were startled to see a missile heading their way in a perfect arc.

"How'd they know where we are?"

"Don't snap on me! Maybe we're too warm against the air or their sensors were much too good!"

"Too warm? There are frosts on the…! Wait a damn second…" Molly glanced around, finally noticing how the interior of the vehicle coated in a layer of thin ice. She gasped when she saw the back compartment.

"YOU…!" Molly lunged as the missile hit the vehicle head on, sending a pulse of electromagnetic energy to the occupants. An electrical field flared around the vehicle, before exploding with a loud BOOM.

"Whoa!" The Turbo Kat system jolted, having been affected by backlash of the pulse missile. But T-Bone is already on restoring the power to the jet, only taking 5 seconds to get the power back on.

"Nice one buddy, Feral gonna be so mad at us…"

"That missile was designed to send pulse of energy, not explode…" Razor frowned.

The Turbo Kat hovered over the remnants of the stolen hovercraft, landing beside it. Instead of a burning fire, pillars of ice seemed to take shape of an explosion, freezing pieces of metal in them. They could see the MettaliKats frozen together in one of them, their faces showed shock and anger.

"Did you use that stuff from MASA in them?" The orange tabby asked, tapping the frozen MettaliKats in amusement.

"You mean supercooled liquid nitrogen? No I didn't. Even if I did, the whole island will be frozen like that one time when we fought Viper at the tower." The dark brown kat scanned the frozen ice in front of him, and frowned.

"Maybe they had stolen one?"

"Doubt it. These ice aren't chemical made"

"Why's that?"

"It's clear and see-through, like glass. From what I know clear ice could only be made with clear and undisturbed water and believe me, that takes time - a very long time. The explosion just now only took less than a second, so it's impossible to create this kind of ice…" Razor fingered frost, instead of melting into liquid it just fogs over his palm.

"So... Should we leave them just like that?" T-Bone stared at the frozen couple. Wondering if those two can see and hear them.

Razor shrugged, it wasn't like they can cut through that ice without some heavy work. "I'm kinda glad they're robots or they will surely die of frostbite... did I just I hear them cursing…?" T-Bone placed his ear near the surface of the ice, shuddered against the cold they emitted. But Razor was right, Mac was cursing, but it was so faint he had to strain his ear to hear it.

"…&*%$#! meddling …wat Kats…!" T-Bone smirked at that. Razor placed his ear near too, curious on what had made his friend smirk.

Molly voice was faintly heard beside the cursing Mac, "…black…kit…!"

"Huh? Black kit?" The two Swat Kats frowned. It's an undocumented myth that black fur brought bad luck. Once upon a time ago, superstitions around shuned black furred kats, killing any they found on sight. It wasn't confirmed, but nowadays there are rumours that someone in the city are collecting these black katsProblem is that must most of the cats arent exactly black, all of them are usually dark brown, but the two guessed that they must have dyed their fur black or something.

"I heard its bad luck to come across a black fur. Did you just meet one?" T-Bone joked. Molly gave out a muffled howl from the inside of the ice. "Yep, I you did allright."

A loud siren alerted them to the arrival of the Enforcers.

"Geez, those guys sure took their time. So buddy, want to hang around with our ol' pals?"

"Nah, too much publicity. Let's go back home, there's nothing here but frozen MettaliKats and a wrecked hovercraft that would made Feral chasing us like a demon."

"Isn't he already is?"

The two chuckled as they climbed into their jet. Unnoticed, a small shadow sneaked towards the weapon compartment of the TurboKat.

"Take us home." The engine roared and the black jet flew towards the night sky.

-—

Down below, Commander Ulysses Feral fumed in anger at being late for the action himself, but hid his expression as the reporter Ann Gora and her cameraman came towards him.

"It seems that the Swat Kats used a new type of weapons against the MettaliKats, sending over half of MegaKat Tuna Factory into an outdoor freezer and captured the infamous MettaliKats. Commander Feral! What's your opinion on this development?" The over-enthusiastic female reporter shoved the microphone towards the Commander face.

The Commander huffed, "Well…"

Author Notes :

I do not own Danny Phantom nor Swat Kats