The following day, everything went pretty well normally up until sunset. Not long after the sun went down, more of those strange flying creatures began showing up. Only this time, there were a lot more of them, and they were in several locations throughout the city. At least this time though, the Swat Kats had a better idea of what they were dealing with, and Razor had made sure to be more prepared in the Turbokat's missile arsenal. Unfortunately though, simply due to the sheer number of the things, and the fact they were so widely scattered about, they did eventually end up running completely out of missiles, having to switch to their lasers, but also ran very low on fuel, forcing them to break off and return to the hanger to reload and refuel.

By midnight they were back in the air and still battling against the beasts, then they once again neared another large group of them clustered near the roof of a low building. As they approached, they could see the things apparently fighting the same two werewolves that they had encountered the previous night. The wolves were fighting fiercely, but were massively outnumbered by the creatures, their fur already splattered with their own blood.

Razor aimed and fired two slicer missiles at the swirling mass of creatures. The werewolves ducked, but the missiles went right over them with room to spare, cutting down a large number of the flyers. The pair of beasts looked up in slight confusion as the jet roared by overhead after just taking out almost half of their opponents. T-Bone couldn't help but laugh as they passed over.

"Well, they didn't tear out our throats last night, so wonder what they thought of that!"

"If a wolf could look surprised, I think those two definitely do."

Razor laughed a bit as well as he looked out the cockpit at the pair of beasts. Once they had flown past, they prepared to turn around for another sweep when there was suddenly a bright flash of blue light from behind them. Razor gasped and tried to look back behind him. "What was THAT?!"

T-Bone turned the jet sharply, heading back toward the roof. When they approached the building a second time, they could see a huge scorch mark centered around the two werewolves. All of the flying creatures were dead, smoldering in blue flames. The black & white werewolf wasn't moving as it lay in the middle of the ashes, while the brown one was kneeled over in obvious pain. Both kats gasped at the sight.

"What the heck happened?"

"I don't know, buddy. But it doesn't look good. Think we should go down there?"

"After what happened last time? Razor, those two things nearly killed us!"

"But they didn't."

"Yeah, and we don't know why. We don't even know who's side they're on."

They slowed down as they approached the roof again, and T-Bone engaged the vertical thrusters to hover overhead. The brown werewolf had gotten back up, and was half carrying, half dragging the other one off the roof and into the building. The kats couldn't tell if the second wolf was alive or dead. Razor used his targeting system to get a closer look at the pair of creatures, only to gasp when he saw the second wolf's face.

"T-Bone, look at the two-toned one. Do the markings look familiar? Look at the face!"

The tabby leaned over to look out of the cockpit down at the wolves, also noticing the white star-like blaze, and the marks around the eyes. "What the... that's not possible!"

"But what if it is? These things show up just a few days after those girls so, and have the same coloration and markings. Even the eye colors are the same!"

"So you're saying that these two werewolves who nearly ripped us to shreds last night, are the same girls we slept with just a few hours prior?!"

"I'm saying that it's too much of a coincidence."

They then heard over the Enforcer radio channel that there were more of the flying creatures elsewhere. The two made the decision to check on their theory about the werewolves later, but for now they headed off again to deal with more of the troublesome flying creatures.

Once they finally seemed to have gotten rid of all the flying beasts that night, they headed back to the hanger. On the way, they took a slight detour to pass over the motel where Star and Elena were staying. Parked outside were the pair of sports bikes, and the lights were off in their room. T-Bone glanced back at his partner.

"Think they're asleep?"

"This late, it's possible. But somehow I doubt it."

"Should we try calling them when we get back?"

"And make them think we're stalking them?"

"Hey, they came on to us, buddy."

"True, but if they really are werewolves, then we need to be careful."

"Why? Just take a few silver bullets along just in case."

"Funny."

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The next day, the weather was completely overcast, dark and windy, as if there were a massive storm brewing. At around 11am, Chance went ahead and tried calling the two she-kats, but there was no answer from the phone in their motel room. He debated going over there to see if the bikes were still there or were gone, but Jake talked him out of it.

For most of the day, Chance handled the work in the garage while Jake staid down in the hanger putting together a couple of new missiles to work better against the bat-like monsters. That evening right around sundown, the alarm from Callie went off. The Deputy Mayor informed them that the Pastmaster was downtown, and trying to open one of his time portals. The two Swat Kats immediately changed into their flight suits and headed out as fast as they could.

When they arrived, they could clearly see the large swirling vortex in the dark cloud-filled sky overhead. Through the flashing purple lightning, several hundred of he bat like creatures came swarming through the portal, accompanied by about a dozen much larger beasts. The larger ones were about the size of the werewolves, their mottled black and red bodies somewhat dragon-like, but with the appearance of being highly emaciated, almost skeletal, with several rows of needle-like spikes down their dorsals and tails, and wide jaws filled with rows of oversized fangs.

As if the smaller creatures weren't bad enough, the larger ones were far more dangerous, and proved far more difficult to deal with their powerful claws able to rend steel and stone, taking minimal damage from the Swat Kat's missiles that were more easily able to deal with the hoards of smaller monsters. Once again however, the pair of werewolves showed up, and began fighting the larger monsters, which seemed to be strangely attracted to the wolves.

Again the Swat Kats could see that the winged creatures greatly outnumbered the werewolves, but with Razor's new missiles, which opened to release a very large spread of smaller metal spikes, they were able to even out the odds a bit more, at least when it came to the smaller beasts. This time, the wolves didn't try to flee from the jet and missiles, seeming to recognize that they were now getting help against the multitude of horrid creatures.

The problem with the larger creatures though, was that they weren't just flying around damaging whatever they passed by, but were also landing, and many were actually seeking out and attacking kats on the ground. The Enforcers still were unable to deal with the monsters, many of them being injured and some even killed, a large number of their choppers and cruisers destroyed.

Razor spotted two of the larger monsters heading down into the subway, and had T-Bone take the jet in low so that he could take the cyclotron in after them. By the time he caught up with the monsters though in the tunnels, they had already wrecked a subway car, the mutilated bodies of most of the passengers scattered about in a bloody mess among the shredded metal and sparking wires.

Razor did his best to ignore the horrid sight, focusing on stopping the two monsters before they could kill again. He fired one of the cyclotron's missiles, hitting one of the beasts and actually doing enough damage to at least incapacitate it for the time being, but the second one lunged forward too fast for him to fully react. It slammed into him with such force that Razor was sent flying into the stone wall of the tunnel, the cyclotron damaged beyond use.

The beast lunged again, but thankfully Razor had just enough time to roll out of the way as it's 8" claws slashed deep gashed right into the concrete wall. It turned and swiped at him again, but before it's claws could connect, it's wrist was grabbed and stopped by a massive white-furred paw. Razor looked up in shock to see the two-toned werewolf standing over him, snarling fiercely at the monster, gripping it's wrist in a powerful grasp.

Razor ducked out of the way as the monster hissed fiercely and slashed at the werewolf with it's other hand. The wolf dodged back, though still took a deep claw wound in it's left shoulder. It howled out in pain and fury, lunging forward and attacking the monster viciously with claws and fangs. The Swat Kat watched on in stunned silence at the werewolf literally ripped the monster apart, having already done so to the other one while the first was occupied with the kat.

Splattered in the beasts' black blood, the werewolf then turned and glanced at Razor for a brief moment, it's eyes glowing deep red, then turned and bolted quickly off back down the tunnel. Razor decided that this could be the best time to test his theory, and yells out at the retreating wolf. "Star!"

She stopped and looked back at him with her crimson eyes. Razor gasped at the realization. "It is you..."

He then heard her voice echoing in his mind.

~Whatever you think you know, you don't even know the half of it. Stay out of this, Jake, before you get yourself killed.~

She then turned and disappeared into the darkness of the tunnel.