Chapter 10: Turn of Events

All of the Rovers had gathered together after getting suited up for the mission ahead. All of them were dressed up in the attire that Axel and Hunter were introduced to by Professor Hubert. All of them wore the same thing; black cargo pants, with pockets strapped to the legs. Boots that were designed for any surface, dark green shirts that had the Rovers logo on it, the selves varied between long, rolled up, or sleeveless. And finally tactical vests that varied in color, which each rover had. Once introduced the other rovers were amazed at the new outfits and deemed them worthy to use on future missions, just like now.

Hunter had worn his the same way, rolled up sleeves, navy vest that was zipped up two-thirds of the way. Colleen had a long sleeved shirt and a red vest that was zipped up all the way. Axel also rolled up his sleeves and had a regular green vest on that was unzipped.

Blitz opted to have a sleeveless shirt, since he said his arms felt too tight with the sleeves. He also went with a black vest which wasn't zipped up. Krystal decided to have her sleeves rolled up, since they reduced some arm movement. She also had on a tan vest with the zipper zipped half way.

Exile also had a sleeveless shirt, since he said his arms were too big for them. He also wore a grey vest that was zipped up all the way. Jenna opted to have a long sleeve since she didn't want to scrap her arms. Her vest was silver and zipped up two-thirds of the way. Unfortunately Shag was too big to have one but he was fine with it, saying that it wasn't his style.

All the Rovers were finishing their preparations as Hunter spoke to them. "The Master is tracking where they're going, until we know their exact destination we do nothing but follow."

"Any idea where they're at now?" Jenna asked, check over her blaster.

The retriever pulled up a keyboard that was built into the table and hit a few commands. The big screen lit up a GPS, showing the tracking position of Hard Drive and his companion. It was weird now; the locater showed that they are on the ocean now. "They must have changed to a boat."

"Bad men must be heading to island," Exile commented as he looked at the screen.

"Our thoughts exactly," Colleen responded, leaning against the table.

"This only make things complicated," Hunter then looked at everyone else as he made his plan. "Ok we're going to split up for this one, best have a ground and aerial view. So Colleen, Axel and I will take the Sky Rover and go in by air while the rest of you take the sub Rover and go in underwater.

They all nodded at the plan, since it was reasonable enough. "What do we do if we find someone where they're going?" Blitz asked.

"Don't do anything until we can get a full scope of the location, don't want to risk getting spotted by anyone," Picking up his blaster and putting it in the holster the retriever looked at everyone else. "Ok, Let's Hit The Road Rovers!" with a loud howl all of the canines ran out of the room and headed for the hanger.

Chance grunted as he pounded his fists into the punching bag in front of him. Currently he was in the gym portion of the Rovers base and was taking his frustrations out on the object. After storming off earlier and wandered around until he found this place and the bag. Deciding he needed a working out he started to work over the bag for a few minutes. He was mad, at being told to remain behind while the others chased after someone they didn't know anything about! He and Jake listened to no one but each other but still they had remained like solders under command. Worst of all they didn't work for them but still they did what they were told.

His knuckles were already hurting but that that didn't stop him, he ignored the pain that was radiating from them. "You shouldn't be doing that," A voice from behind spoke.

Chance gave one last hit to the bag before turning to see that it belonged to Ariel. "I don't care," He then resumed punching the bag.

Ariel sighed as she moved closer, "You know we wouldn't have asked you to stay here unless it was good for you."

Chance kept punching, grunting a bit as he spoke, "I've flown in even worse conditions…and I always came out fine!"
"You must have been lucky back then," She responded, not letting up. "It just takes one time for it to happen."
"That's not going to happen."

"You're never going to believe it until it actually happens."

A loud growl came out from the tom as he did one last powerful punch to the bag before turning to the female Akita. "I don't believe in that."

"Why can't you just understand why we're doing this?"

"Because I'm not use to just lying around doing nothing!" He stopped his workout and turned to her. "I shouldn't even be listening to your master, Jake and I fly solo without anyone telling us what to do."

Ariel took her time to respond, thinking over the response. "Well you have to deal with the situations that come your way."

"Either way, I don't sit on the sideline, I fly and nothing more," He frowned as he turned back to the bag.

"You're just going to hurt yourself further," She sighed, warning him even though it was useless.

"I'll take my chances."

"You'll understand one day, and you'll thank us for it," With that she walked away, leaving the tom alone. Chance watched as she walked for the door, in truth he didn't want to admit it but his arm was killing him now after punching the bag. If it hurt him this much after a small workout then he wasn't sure how he would feel if he actually helped.

Inside the hanger Jake could be found near the Turbokat looking it over. When Exile told him that the repairs were done he made a mental note to check it out before testing, and now since him and Chance are confined here, what better time than now? He was on top of the jet, inspecting the welds on the wings, amazed at what a great job was done on them. 'Précised work, man they sure know how to repair things,' the smaller tom said to himself as he moved back to inspect the engines.

"Should you be up there?" A voice called out from below. Raising an eye Jake walked over to the edge and peaked over, and there was Shadow who was walking over to the ladder to come up. "I remember the others telling you and your friend to take it easy."

"Well since we were barred from going with them I have to do something to keep myself occupied," Jake sighed as he sat down on the wing just as the male Akita came up.

"Well I may have not been there, but I think it was a good call," He sat next to the smaller tom. "The injured shouldn't go out and risk getting hurt more."

"I understand that, but Chance and I are the only ones right now who know how to handle Hard Drive, they won't stand a chance."

"I know the feeling, but sometimes you have to understand the circumstances that are given to you."

Jake's ears flatten against his head, "But still…how come you don't go with them?" he decided to change the subject.

Shadow just chuckled at that, "Well my wife and I aren't the soldier types, so we just stay here and enjoy life."

"Doesn't it get boring?" He raised an eye at the response.

"Not really, now since Christian is with us," The male canine smiled at the thought of his son and daughter's kid. "I love my grandson so much, and now I'm going to get another grandkid….oh sorry for getting off track."

"It's alright."

"It's just that when you have the time to just sit back and do nothing, you best enjoy it because those are going to be the times you're going to cherish."

Jake began to think over those words; back at home he and Chance were always busy. They never really had a moment's time to actually relax some. Between their job as the Swat Kats and fixing cars they never really had a chance to kick back and enjoy the little things in life. Heck even when one of them was injured they tried to do something occupy their time instead of resting. Maybe they did overwork themselves at times, but it couldn't be helped.

"I think I see where you're going with this," He responded, hanging his legs off of the wing. "

"Then you see why you should take advantage of moments like this," Shadow followed Jakes exampled. "You and Chance may be heroes, but you deserve to be bored once in a while," A smile appeared on the elder male's face.

"Alright, alright, but Chance still isn't going to like it," Jake responded.

"Don't worry he'll come around," Shadow stood up and headed for the ladder.

"But one thing, what do you and your wife does so you don't get bored?" Jake got up also.

"Come on and find out," He then climbed down the ladder without stopping and soon the ginger tom followed. Inspecting the jet could come later.

Back with the Rovers

The sky Rover flew up over the ocean as the Sub Rover went underwater as they followed the signal. Where ever their target was heading they couldn't see them since they were far ahead of them. Up in the Sky Rover Colleen tracked the movements, and after a few more minutes the signal stopped at an unnamed island. "Hunter they stopped at an island a mile away."

"Alright good work," The retriever responded as he got on the radio. "Sky Rover to Sub Rover, target stopped at an island a mile a head."

"I hear you comrade, we will keep on lookout," Exile's voice called back as the line went silent.

"We should be getting a visual in a sec," Axel called out from behind them. "There appears to be a large block of cloud s in the way." Right on cue they entered a field of clouds, blinding them some.

"Ok once we get a visual we need to scout out what kind of operation they have set up," Hunter responded as he continued to fly.

"Let's just hope-"Colleen spoke but was cut off as their radio came to life, but the voice that spoke didn't belong to the others.

"Atención aviones no identificados, por favor identifíquese" it spoke out, raising an eye on the three Rovers.

"What that?" Hunter spoke, then Colleen.

"Did someone tap our transmission?"

"Repito, por favor identifíquese." The voice spoke again.

"Wait is that Spanish?" Hunter asked as he and Colleen looked at Axel. "Can you understand what they're saying?"

"Uh…I think a little," The Akita responded as he moved closer. "It's a little fuzzy, maybe another dialect."

"Última oportunidad, identificarse o afrontar las consecuencias!" The voice called out again.

"Uh…something about…last chance I think…or something is going to happen."

Just then a sigh was heard as one last sentence was heard, "Ha tenido la oportunidad, prepararse ahora para ser disparado desde el aire."

Just then Axels' eyes widen as he heard what was said, causing some concern to fill the other two occupants.

"Axel what's wrong, what did he say?" Colleen asked.

"We're going to be shot out of the air," He responded just as the warning alarm sounded as something was shooting at them.

A/N: Hope you like, now i'm going to lie to you but i'm out of ideas right now. I'm not sure how to take the story from here. But i'm thinking right now, a little writers block never really hurt anyone...right? Anyway i'm going to try my best and I thank you all for sticking by me.