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Welcome back to another blog post, friends! Today we're covering some SWAT Kat history unknown to everyone but ourselves.

You can read about the SWAT Kats in every magazine and newspaper in Megakat City, with varying levels of truthfulness and detail. For the real info you hardcore fans come to this blog. However the following isn't something you'll know much about, and I talked it over with Chance and neither of us are really happy about that. See today's December 20th, and like every December 20th my thoughts keep returning to Pack. Today's an unhappy anniversary for the SWAT Kats, because 15 years ago today Pack died. Many of you have never heard of Pack and it's up to us to change that. .

At a point in time T-Bone and I decided we needed help, and we started to search for candidates to form a second team. I know you all are familiar with Curly, who is the next senior SWAT Kat under T-Bone and me. But the first fella who joined up (well, after Felina) was Pack.

Pack was born, raised, and joined the military in a different country. His four year stint was up and he'd always intended to re-enlist, but things weren't looking favorable. His country was getting deeper and deeper into a "police action". Wars are never good but the ones they call 'police action' seem to turn out especially bad. He'd already received some flak for a bombing run that missed the target, which was a supposedly militant occupied college building. Some sixth sense tipped him and he bombed the parking lot. Intelligence had been wrong and if he had hit target they'd have killed a lot of civilians. This was great, but it's not the sort of thing your CO commends you for. Pack was no coward but he thought long and hard about it and decided since the timing let him be discharged honorably he should take the opportunity. So once he was discharged he went the route a lot of ex-military Kats- applied to the Enforcers. He figured enforcers would snap him up right away. He wasn't even called to interview.

So Pack was jobless, and friendless, a foreigner and just moved to MKC and, well, stubborn. He didn't give up easy. He then decided well maybe he could get into the Enforcers dispatch since he had training. Somehow Felina bumped into him and it went from there.

I had a lot of good times with Pack, we all did. He moved into the garage apartment into the store room that we cleaned out. I offered to put another bed in my room but he was kind of a private person and he said he didn't mind having close quarters. Chance started calling him 'the Kat in the cupboard'.

Pack was versatile, a great pilot and WSO, and just a real easy going, funny guy to hang out with. He was a terrible cook unless you let him run the barbecue, then he produced stuff that was only a little burnt but still raw on the inside. We'd finish it in the oven and tell him how good it all was. He was a whiz at cleaning weapons. He liked to read and listen to foreign language operas and comic songs, and if you played poker with him you'd lose everything you had. He was a great friend to all of us.

Felina and Pack switched flying and sitting WSO for a couple missions before Curly came on. Chance didn't want her suiting up for a bunch of reasons, but she didn't want to be left out of the fun. First time she flew was because there was a customer in the garage and she and Pack got to the Turbokat before we did. Chance was livid. Oh, and with mom out chasing Chopshop, guess who got stuck at home with baby Blake?

When they finally came home there was a huge fight between Chance and Felina. Me and Pack sat around on folding chairs in the garage a six pack of milk between us and listening to the hollering in the kitchen. We tried not to laugh, but failed so it came down to trying not to let them hear us laugh. Chance slept on the couch that night and Felina had to walk Blake for two hours because he was screaming. Pack thought it was hilarious.

Anyway, enough airing dirty laundry. Pack didn't get kicked out of the Enforcers and have a personal wrong to right. It wasn't his fight, but he put everything he had into protecting his adopted city. Chance and me were always cognizant of the fact that we coulda been killed doing this job, but being SWAT Kats was our fight. Somebody else risking their 9 lives for our cause felt wrong but Megakat City needs Kats willing to risk their lives for its safety, and Chance and me were getting older and neither of us were at our prime any longer.

Pack died crashing a cyclotron. His death really hit us hard as a group. T-Bone felt especially guilty about it. He felt like it shoulda been him, or he shoulda prevented it, or questioned if the Turbokat had gotten there just a little faster if maybe he coulda been saved. It took a long time for T-Bone to accept that it wouldn't have mattered how fast we got there because Pack couldn't have lived. Other SWAT Kats have been killed or retired after injury, but Pack's death was the first. I think it broke something in all of us.

Pack officially became a 'missing katizen' and later he was declared legally dead. Regretfully his real identity is still a secret, and his family never knew what really happened to their son. Their son disappeared in a strange country and they never had answers. His parents passed away a few years ago. I figure they spent the rest of their lives looking down the road in the hope their missing boy would come home. The subterfuge never has sat well with me, but I hope we did right by him. We buried him and we mourned him. Just one of a thousand other missing Kats who never came home.

Please, one more thing. Nobody email me with pleas for information. Don't include heart-wrenching emails about your missing brother or son or husband or boyfriend, because they will not be read. I know you're looking for answers, but I cannot tell you anything. Just assume it's not the same Kat and save all of us some heartache. Don't you think me n' Chance and Felina and Curly woulda gone to the family personally if we could?

I guess his identity is going to die with us. I guess that sucks, it's unfair and it hurts to think on. Like I said, this has been a difficult post to write. But we need to remember him. Help us with that.

Jake Clawson / Razor

CEO Clawson Labs