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Enjoy this first chapter of the Utter Turmoil Storyline, and keep your eyes out for new chapters!
-aggiefrogger
Utter Turmoil: Part 1
On February 12th, Johnny pulled up outside the Garage, managing to avoid Burke and Murray as they drove past him in an empty junk truck. He'd heard about the duo from Max and the others, and they were just as repulsive in person as they had described. This fact was confirmed when he found Jake and Chance starting the tedious process of sorting through the mound of metal that the brothers had dumped on their doorstep.
"Look who it is," Chance called out, tossing a refrigerator door off to the side. "Hey, buddy! Wanna lend us a hand?"
"Tempting," the tan kat called back, "but my bike's been acting funny for a couple days; can ya spare a minute to check it out?"
"Sure," Jake said, tossing a hubcap off to the side. "Max! Look who's here!"
The human came out from his hiding place in the garage. "Mr. Ladies Kat," he called, grinning. "Getting ready for the big day tomorrow?"
"It's just Valentine's Day, dude," the kamerakat replied, rolling his eyes a little; the human was definitely starting to pick up Chance's sometimes crass sense of humor. "Besides, Ann and I've only been together for a month."
"But this is the big date," the teen explained. "I have two older sisters, and based on what I've seen, Valentine's pretty important to girlfriends. This is the one where she decides whether or not to dump you!"
"Hey," Johnny replied indignantly, though a little nervous at the teen's comment. "She's not gonna break up with me! Besides, it's just gonna be a regular date; we're gonna go out for dinner and see a movie."
"At a theater?"
"No, we're renting one from Hanna-Barbera Movies."
The young man shook his head, kneeling down to help Jake with the bike; he was starting to become familiar with how car and bike engines worked, and the cinnamon tabby often let him help him with vehicle repairs. "I still can't believe that movie rental places still exist here! Enjoy them while you can; they're all gonna be gone by 2012, though they really started dying out in 2009!"
"I doubt that; movie rental businesses have been around for years! They're not just gonna go extinct!" The teen chuckled as Jake started inspecting the bike. "Anyway," the tan feline continued, "did ya hear? There was a breakout at Alkatraz last night!"
"Really," Chance spoke up, still sorting through the mountain of junk. "Anyone bad get out?"
"Just some crazy she-kat and a few of her associates. I think her name's Turmoil or something; I'd have to ask Ann to be sure."
The large mechanic banged his head on a washing machine door, nearly knocking himself out. None of the others noticed however, still focused on Jake.
"Did they catch her" Jake asked, pretending to simply be curious though his mind was racing a mile a minute; he tightened a few gears, using a wrench that the teen handed him.
"No; the Enforcer's are looking, though. Apparently, they had outside help, but no one knows who. But I wouldn't worry. The Swat Kats'll just take her down again!"
"True that," Max spoke up, pulling out his sunglasses from his pocket and putting them on. "Do I still look 'fresh?'"
"I think so," Johnny snickered.
"Did I use the word right?"
"Yep."
"Are you still practicing your 21st century slang?" The kamerakat had asked a while ago for a list of the strange words that the human sometimes used in his speech, and the young man had complied, giving him not only a list of the words, but definitions of them and how they should be used in a sentence.
"Kinda…" He screwed his face in concentration, trying to get the word right. "Those glasses are… lit?"
The teen gave a loud snort of laughter before answering. "Close enough! But it sounds too awkward! Let's just agree to stick with our own century's slang?"
"Deal!"
"There you go," the cinnamon tabby spoke up, tightening a final screw. "Should be good for now; add it to your tab?"
"Yeah. Thanks, dudes!"
"See ya," the teen called as the kamerakat rode off.
"Hello," Chance called indignantly, rubbing his sore head as he staggered over to them.
"So who's Turmoil," Max asked. "You've never told me about her."
"'Cause she's not important," the large kat snapped.
"She was his ex," Jake explained.
"SHE WAS NOT," the burly feline exclaimed as the teen's mouth dropped open. "She's just some crazy she-kat I PRETENDED to be in love with so she didn't destroy every aircraft that flew over Megakat City!"
"You…" Max, usually the one with a quick comment, but for once, he was speechless. That didn't stop him from trying to say something, though. "Wha- Is this why all the bad guys we fight are dudes?"
"No," Jake spoke up. "And I was being unfair. Basically, Turmoil had this giant airship with a beam that could knock out planes from the sky. She demanded that the city pay her a ransom for us to allow passenger planes and so on to pass unharmed. We went up to stop her, and she caught Chance."
"I'll finish," the blonde kat interrupted, looking simultaneously embarrassed and furious, not looking either of them in the eye. "I ejected Jake before she could get us both, and she caught me. She… she was impressed with my flying, and she obviously seemed interested in me, so when she started offering me to be her flight commander and all that… I played along. I placed bombs all over the ship when she wasn't looking, and when Jake eventually showed up, I pretend to betray him and threw him off the ship."
"What the hec-"
"Don't interrupt. Yeah, I pretended to betray him and he didn't know about it, but I unlocked his handcuffs," Chance said defensively. "And he didn't die! We made it back to the Turbokat, blew up the airship, and caught her as she tried to escape. All in a day's work."
Max gaped at him in shock before turning to Jake, as if wondering if the kats were pulling his leg. "Is he-"
"He's not lying," the cinnamon tabby spoke up. "He even kissed her at one point, and-"
"WHAT?!"
"JAKE," Chance yelled, now just plain mad.
Max rubbed his forehead, looking a little green, and it was a while before he spoke again. "Wow… that's… the most messed-up thing I've ever heard! I mean… does she know who you are? Like your secret identity?"
"No; she never found out."
"But I take it, then, that she's probably sworn revenge on you for what you did?"
"Most likely."
" ... Wow," the teen finished, looking shell-shocked as he kicked a stray piece of metal aside. "That's crazy…"
"We've seen crazier," the large kat said. "But, yeah, I admit that particular mission was a little messed up."
"You think," Max muttered, still a little disgusted.
"Look, regardless of what happened," Jake spoke up, "we need to get ready in case she strikes again soon. If she got outside help, then it probably won't be long before she's airborne again. Let's just clean this crud up so we can start getting ready, okay?" The other two nodded, and the three then resumed their work, hoping that whenever Turmoil returned, it wasn't anytime soon.
Chance/T-Bone POV:
Chance always thought that if you were a Swat Kat, you had crazy good luck. When you were Chance Furlong, you had rotten luck. This fact was confirmed on Valentine's Day a couple days after learning of Turmoil's escape when a giant airship appeared over Megakat City.
It appeared in the sky a little after two in the afternoon, and immediately became the subject of every news station in the area. Ann Gora, of course, was first on the scene, starting to speculate what might be happening when the hologram appeared in the sky.
Turmoil looked the same as she did last time; dressed in a crisp General uniform with a flowing red cape, sleek black boots, and her claws were painted a deadly shade of red. However, she looked a little worse for wear since the last time they'd seen her, and it was obvious that prison hadn't been too kind to her.
"Greetings, Megakat City." Her voice boomed out from speakers underneath the airship, echoing through the streets as terrified cats peeked out from behind curtains and cars at the sinister aircraft. "I, Turmoil, have returned, and you vill listen to vhat I have to say!
"As you know," she continued, "the last time I came to your city, your dreaded Swat Kats stopped me and sent my last airship to the bottom of the ocean. Now, however, I have returned vith more firepower and pilots than before, and I have come to bring this city to its knees! Unless… you grant my simple request. All you have to do to guarantee your safety, and those of your family and friends, is the immediate surrender of the Svat Kats! If they and their precious Turbokat are not in my possession in one hour, I will level this city and send my army to hunt down the survivors!" And with that, the hologram disappeared, and all throughout the city, kats started to scream and panic.
Meanwhile, back in the garage, Chance, Jake and Max stared at the TV as it went back to Ann, who's voice shook a little as she repeated the dictator's threat.
"When you said airship," the human started, "why didn't you tell me it was the freaking Helicarrier?!"
Chance didn't even bother asking what that was. "We gotta go."
"It's a trap," Jake spoke up. "There's no way she'll just let the city go."
"No kiddin', but at least if we go, we have a chance of takin' her down from within; the outside'll be impenetrable to our missiles. Besides, Callie would want us to do something."
Right on cue, Callie Briggs called, and the three raced downstairs, the Turbokat taking off from the underground tunnel a few minutes later.
..
As they soared through the air, the three of them went through their regular pre-fight routines. T-Bone, who was at the front flying the plane, stared at a picture of his mom and him that he kept tucked on the dashboard, visible only to him whenever he sat in the seat. It wasn't the original, since there was always the chance that the Turbokat might get destroyed, but it was still a comfort to him, and a reminder as to why he did what he did.
Razor, meanwhile, usually did a routine check of all of his weapons. Usually, they did this before taking off, but the cinnamon feline had gotten into the habit of doing it every time they were about to fight crime. The blond Swat Kat didn't admonish his friend for wasting the extra time, but understood that he needed to do whatever he did to help him focus. The Turbokat was stocked with enough missiles to take down two airships, but they hoped that the extra weight didn't pull them down.
And Lonestar… he didn't know what the teen did. The teen simply sat in the back seat, staring silently out the window. If anything, he looked calm and relaxed, as if they were on a road trip instead of a dangerous mission. However, the large Swat Kat didn't have time to focus on how the teen prepared himself, and turned the ship towards the airship.
Of course, they weren't shot out of the sky; the weapons on both the Turbokat and the aircraft were primed, but neither shot. T-Bone could've avoided any projectiles, but he figured that Turmoil wanted them alive. He maneuvered the jet above the ship, landing it on an airstrip lined with other jet engines; it wasn't too high that they couldn't breath, and looking out the window, saw a small group of kats waiting for them on the runway. Taking a deep breath, the tabby landed the plane, made sure his Glovatrix was working, and opened the cockpit.
Turmoil and several of her soldiers, all armed, were standing a few yards in front of the Turbokat, waiting for them. The leader had an angry expression on her face, her eyes glaring at T-Bone as he and Razor climbed out of the plane (they'd told Lonestar to hold back, in case she hadn't heard of him). They walked up to her and the group, stopping a couple yards away from the she-kat; the wind whipped through their fur, and causing the she-kat's cape to billow behind her.
"We're here," T-Bone eventually spoke up.
Turmoil didn't say anything, but she strode forward, smacking the Swat Kat across the face with all of her might. Back in the Turbokat, Lonestar was conflicted; the slap was so dramatic, but since the feline who'd hit him was threatening roughly three million lives, he wasn't sure if he should laugh or not. T-Bone didn't flinch, nor try to stop her.
"Yeah… I probably deserved that."
"Oh believe me," Turmoil snarled. "There vill be vorse for you, I guarantee!"
"Whatever; just take your airship away from the city. This is between us, so call of your-"
This time, she kneed him in the gut, bringing him to his knees as he gasped for air. Razor moved to help him, but two guards grabbed and cuffed him, holding him back and tearing the Glovatrix off his wrist.
"You two vill suffer for vhat you did to me," the villain growled, glaring at them with pure hatred. "And I think that destroying your precious city should do the trick!"
As she was talking, she, nor any of her soldiers, noticed the end of a bo staff poke out from over the edge of the Turbokat's cockpit. T-Bone did, however, but quickly lowered his eyes.
"Vhen I am through with you," Turmoil continued, bending down to look at the blond tabby, "you vill be as unrecognizable as a limbless-"
PFFT!
DING!
"SHIT!"
To everykat's shock, the evil she-kat caught the dart before it could pierce her neck. If that wasn't shocking enough, the sound of a curse ejaculated from the Turbokat, and all turned to find another masked figure peeking out at them, staring back at them with shock. It looked like the kat was out of the bag now.
"Vell, vell, vell," Turmoil grinned, smiling up at the new figure. "Looks like you two have a new friend!" She flicked her wrist at a few of her soldiers. "Kill him."
Lonestar POV:
Lonestar ducked back into the plane, trying to figure out what to do as a small group of four guards stalked towards the ship. It was too windy to use his smoke bombs, but his hand closed on the tiny disk on his belt, seeing it as his only chance.
Straightening back up, he aimed it at the first soldier, pressing a button on the side. She screamed and clutched her ears, dropping her weapon as she fell to her knees, the powerful blast of the silent weapon showcasing its powerful effect. With his Glovatrix, he shot a few more darts out at the other two guards, who managed to dodge them. They started to fire back at him, but he brought up his shield in time, bracing himself as the bullets pinged off the metal. When they stopped firing, he leaped forward, still holding the shield out in front of him as he did a rough roll landing onto the ground.
Coming up, he shot a dart at the nearest guard, this one hitting her and she fell unconscious. Still holding his shield, he ran forward, using it to knock the gun out of another soldier's hands, then whacking her in the face, knocking her back. He heard a noise behind him and ducked just in time as a fist hit nothing but the air above him. Aiming a kick at the third feline, he turned around, deactivating the shield as he grabbed his bo staff. Whacking her a few times until she fell unconscious, he aimed the staff at the fourth soldier, who was still recuperating from the sound attack. The dart hit her before her head cleared, and she crumpled to the deck. Separating his bo staff into two sturdy batons, he turned back towards the super villain, reading to take her down.
Lonestar couldn't help but grin at the villain's shocked expression; the best thing about being the new kat was that he was able to shock all the new villains with his skills. Even if they'd heard of him beforehand, he always managed to leave a lasting impression. He was the wild card of the group; the one that, if necessary, could split from the trio and take down everyone around him. Besides, seeing how easy the last few villains were, it was almost starting to be like a game to him.
"Hi," he said simply, pointing one of the sticks at her. "Name's Lonestar. You must be Turmoil; T-Bone's told me all about you. Wanna let me and my friends go and leave this airspace before you regret it?"
The evil she-kat looked like she was the one who had gotten slapped, but quickly got over herself. "Very impressive," Turmoil replied, giving him a wry smile. "Most kats can't take down my soldiers like that. Vant to try your hand with these three?" The three remaining soldiers, who were currently guarding Razor and T-Bone, gave each other nervous looks, noting how quickly he'd taken down their friends.
"I'd rather not; it's kinda rude to attack a lady unprovoked, and besides, I have no issue with them."
"Hmm. I see at least you have manners, unlike your friend here," the she-feline commented, pulling out a pistol and aiming it at T-Bone's head, causing Lonestar to flinch. "Impressive fighting technique, especially from one that sounds so young."
The teen shrugged. "I have my talents. But don't fall in love with me, okay? I'd hate to see you loose another airship."
The super villain's face flushed with fury, and for a second, she nearly retorted, but held her tongue. "I vould not talk like that if I vere you, Svat Kat," she eventually said in a cold tone. "Especially since I hold your friend's life in my hands!"
"Okay; let's solve this civilly, then. You're mad at T-Bone here for leading you on." He glanced at his teammate. "Kinda rude, if I'm being honest, but at least you stopped her from knocking planes out of the sky."
"Thanks, buddy," the blond kat muttered sarcastically.
"But is threatening an entire city of innocent civilians really worth getting some petty revenge?"
"Yes," the she-kat replied. "I vas left in that prison to ROT! Discarded like a piece of trash after he destoryed years of hard vork and sacrifice! He cares about these citizens so much; let them suffer if it vill teach him a lesson!"
Lonestar shook his head in a sad, mocking manner. "Now you're just being plain petty. For someone that doesn't like him, you sure seem to want him back in your clutches! Still harboring feelings for him?"
Turmoil pushed T-Bone away at that, rushing forward towards the teen. Bracing himself, the Swat Kat swung his batons at her, but she blocked them, kicking him in the stomach and knocking him back. He rolled to his knees, tossing a smoke bomb, but he forgot that the wind was too strong, and it blew the cloud away in an instant. The feline continued to come after him, moving fast, if not faster than him, and he activated the electric shock on his batons, stabbing at her; he needed to take her out, quick. However, she somehow managed to grab his wrists, turning the weapons back on him, and the last thing he remembered was the villain's triumphant gaze.
Razor POV:
Razor gaped as Turmoil electrocuted Max, the teen screaming in pain as he collapsed to the ground, withering and convulsing. Fortunately, she didn't shock him for long, or else he would've died; she probably wanted them all alive for some twisted purpose.
"NO," T-Bone yelled, rushing forward to tackle the super villain but she turned around, slammed the baton on the side of his head, knocking him unconscious. Breathing heavily from the sudden exertion, she found the button that turned off the shock, examining the human's weapons.
"Excellent vorkmanship," she complimented, handing them to one of the guards as another one handcuffed the unconscious T-Bone and Lonestar. "Take those to the lab, see if you can reverse engineer them, along vith that disk of his. Take the Lone Star and the small one to the cell; bring him with me," she added, gesturing to Chance. "I have special plans for you..."
Razor saw them removing the teen's Glovatrix, hoping they didn't take off his mask when something hit him from behind, and he knew no more.
To be continued...
Yeah, so three unconscious Swat Kats trapped on a ship with a crazy she-kat... what could go wrong?
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