Munitions
[The scene opens with a thunderstorm raging over a forest. A flash of lightning sends the scene to a cave where a silhouetted figure is standing under the cover from the elements. Another flash of lightning shows the harbor, only it's in flames, followed by another flash that shows debris flying into the air. It then cuts back to the cave as the figure is shown turning to someone in front of them]
?: Everything in this world happens for a reason…good or bad…whether anyone expects it or not…surprises…they come in shapes and sizes…
?: What did you need me for? I told you, I resigned, I couldn't take it after the fire.
?: Perhaps you need a reminder that the decision is not yours to make…for you see, you're not in control of your actions, or your body…
?: You're insane, I don't see what you're trying to accomplish with all this.
?: My goal is simple; a return to form, rebirth and renovation. The current circumstances pose an issue to the plan. As such, they will need to be…taken care of.
?: So why are you keeping me on? Besides spying on whatever you think is important for me to dish out.
?: Hmm, you're rather perceptive, aren't you? I like that…which is why I think it would be most unfortunate if a loose end had to be cut…
?: [sighs] This is what I get for exchanging my soul to a dark wizard.
?: Best not to dwell on past mistakes, there is still a lot of work that needs to be completed…
[A strike of lightning flashes and the scene cuts to black. It then transitions to a shot of the early morning sun rising over the horizon, focusing in on Hercules escorting the naval ship Solomara into port. A supply of munitions is onboard the large vessel as the ocean-going tug comes closer to the harbor. Cranky surveys the ship coming into port from his dock. Waiting on the pier in preparation are Colonel, Sergeant Tibbs, and Captain, with the sheepdog looking through a telescope out to sea]
Colonel: Yep, there's right on schedule, very far away though.
Tibbs: Um, sir, you're facing it the wrong way.
Colonel: [splutters] What? [pulls the hair up from his eyes] Oh, yes, of course, minor mistake there, Sergeant. [flips the telescope the other way]
Tibbs: As you were, sir, the Solomara has arrived on schedule, six o'clock, this morning.
Captain: Let's just hope that unloading the vessel goes smoothly this time.
Tibbs: Well, so long as we don't have "you-know-who" interfering for once, everything should operate-
[At that moment, a loud whistle sounds from the right, startling the feline as a small, boxy tank engine puffs with a green GWR brake van in two]
Samson: Good morning, officers, Samson here, at your service!
Colonel: [clears throat] Samson, Bradford, stand at attention!
Bradford: At ease, Colonel, we heard of the delivery happening here, so we came as soon as we could, got to make sure everything goes according to plan, yes what?
Samson: Precisely, if there's anything you need, just give a holler and Samson, the strongest tank engine on the whole island, will be at the ready.
Captain: [under his breath] Has he looked at himself as of late?
Colonel: Just be wary that you'll need to take care, we're unloading munitions and steam engines will need to be used precautiously around this area. That is why-
?: From my genius planning, we'll be using diesels for hauling the supplies to and from the base!
Tibbs: Oh no, not him again.
[From behind Bradford appears a stout pug with a rather froggy appearance. Captain gives Tibbs a sympathetic glance]
Colonel: Lieutenant Pug, stand at attention!
Pug: Affirmative, sir, but I ask you, should we be keeping this thing close to our operations?
Samson: [splutters] Me?! A thing?! Why, the very nerve, I'll have you know that-
Pug: Hey, you're only in it for the transportation, not the commentary, and you know steamers are more hazardous around jobs like this!
Samson: Hmph! That's not the way to talk.
[Pug steps in between Colonel and Tibbs while shooting the latter a dirty look]
Pug: You just make sure ya' don't screw this one up.
Tibbs: [snorts] As I recall, I wasn't the one at fault for the last slip-up.
Pug: You just keep telling yourself that, kitty cat.
Bradford: [as Samson backs away] Never in all my years have I had to work with someone as disgruntled as Lieutenant Pug, and I work with you.
Samson: The nerve of that snively little bugger, calling me a thing, who does he think he is, I am the strongest tank engine around, just let him watch, I'll show him!
[As the tank engine backs over the points, the camera shifts over to reveal someone watching from the alley. The scene cuts to the Star Tugs Dock where Captain Star is addressing the fleet, sans Hercules, his megaphone moving about as he talks]
Captain Star: Right, Star Fleet, today's main contract is unloading the naval ship Solomara, Hercules has already brought her into port, so I'll need my strongest tugs to take care of unloading munitions.
Top Hat: If there's anything involving the army, I want no part in it. It's bad enough we had Bluenose breathing down our necks, now we've got a whole unit.
Warrior: But we don't have necks.
Top Hat: [groans] It's a figure of speech.
Ten Cents: Well, I'd say Top Hat's got a neck with how much he moves his head about.
Sunshine: Aye, we all know how much he likes to breathe down our necks, init?
[The other Star Fleet members chuckle, minus Top Hat who just scowls]
Captain Star: Another thing, this job is going to take a lot of work, so the Zed Stacks will be helping out on the contract.
Ten Cents: Of course, somethin' gotta spoil the day, init?
Sunshine: I mean, they're not completely incompetent when it comes to jobs like this.
Warrior: Yeah, which is more than what can be said for most contracts they handle, hehe.
Ten Cents: And most contracts where you don't bump into something, Warrior.
Warrior: Oh yeah, that's right.
Captain Star: Big Mac, Warrior, you two will be taking the first shipment, Top Hat, once you've delivered the car floats to the rail dock, you and O.J. will follow on. Ten Cents, Sunshine, you two will handle the smaller supplies such as oil tankers, food, and tires.
Big Mac: Right, sir, c'mon, Warrior, let's get topped off and head out to the ship.
Warrior: Comin', Big Mac, I'll race ya' to the coal depot!
Big Mac: Steady on, Warrior, it's no competition.
Warrior: Why's that?
Big Mac: Cuz we know I'm gonna get first regardless, hahaha!
[Big Mac sets off quickly as a surprised Warrior moves forward to catch up]
O.J.: Oh, those two never fail to amuse me.
Top Hat: [begins to back up] Farewell, Ten Cents, try not to get blown up again.
Ten Cents: Oi, watch it there!
Top Hat: [moves away from the dock] Sorry, can't hear you, too far away. [blows his hooter]
Ten Cents: He knows I don't like bein' reminded of "the incident".
Sunshine: Ah, never mind him, Ten Cents, more likely, he'll come up with an excuse to ditch the real work.
Ten Cents: [as the two switchers back out from the dock] Hehe, I wouldn't put it past him.
O.J.: Mind yourselves, this is important and dangerous work.
Ten Cents: Righto, O.J., meet ya' at the supply yard. [blows his hooter and sets off with Sunshine]
O.J.: Hehe, I'd better get those buoys in line before someone kicks up a fuss, typical naval excercise.
[The paddle steamer sets off from the Star Dock]
[The scene cuts to the Zero Dock where Captain Zero is addressing the five Z-Stacks lined up at attention, the captain's own megaphone moving a lot more expressively in the window]
Captain Zero: Now listen here, you groggy gits, we've got a very important contract with the army today, so I don't want to see any bundling up of this operation.
Zorran: Oh, of course not, Captain, we all know how much it means to you.
[Zebedee and Zak chuckle at this]
Captain Zero: Shut up, you idiots! Double goes for that smart mouth of yours, Zorran! Now, it pains me to admit that this is a job we'll have to share with the Star Fleet, but-
[The five tugs groan at this]
Captain Zero: BUT, we've been promised a good sum of money for this contract, so I'm expecting my harbor tugs to deliver a shining report, isn't that right?
Zebedee: Yes, sir, we've done this before with little trouble anyway.
Zak: Yeah, at least we don't get end up getting blown up, unlike certain tugs, hehehe.
Zorran: Suck up the comedy routine, halfwit, we're doing what we did before, so this'll be a cinch, as long as there's no naval twits interfering.
Zebedee: So long as a certain tug named Bluenose isn't within five yards of us, we should be fine.
Captain Zero: GET A MOVE ON ALREADY! You're wasting daylight and time you could be spending making me money!
Zorran: Oh, uh, right, Captain Zero, yes…
[Zorran backs out of the port along with Zebedee and Zak, as Zip and Zug watch from the Zero Dock]
Zorran: Bloody, authoritative captain, wish he'd stick that megaphone up his-
[Hercules whistles as he passes by the Z-Stacks]
Hercules: Morning, old darlings, off for an outing with the army, are you?
Zebedee: Yeah, we just got our assignment.
Hercules: Well, I wish you luck, Lieutenant Pug is in attendance.
[The three Z-Stacks groan at this]
Zak: Great, that bloody little prat's gonna be giving us orders all day!
Zorran: I swear, if he makes another comment about how "the cats are out to get us", I might have to hurt someone.
Hercules: Much as I'd like to humor the suggestion, I'm gonna be off for a fill at the coal depot, it's been a long journey after all. [blows his hooter and sets off] Cheerio.
Zak: Lucky Star Tug, all he gets to do is dock a ship while we have to deal with the real labor.
Zebedee: Aaaah, let's just get this job started so we can be done with it sooner.
Zorran: Hmph, smartest thing I've heard all morning.
[The Z-Stacks set off towards the naval dock as the scene transitions to a shot later in the morning at Evergreen Station where some passengers are standing on the platform waiting to board James' train. Angelina and Alice are sitting on a bench, Top Cat, Yogi, Rarity, Marian, Nala, and Little John are in line at the cafe, Rei and Minako are looking down at their watches, and Streaky has just picked up his ticket from the booth. Pongo and Perdita are standing nearest to the coaches]
Pongo: Did you hear about the naval docking that's going on at the harbor?
Perdita: Yes, Colonel told me of some big munitions operation that needs to be taken to the army base.
Pongo: Well, if it's the trio we all know and love, I'm sure they'll handle it with flying colors.
Perdita: Provided it doesn't turn into a quartet, if you know what I mean.
Pongo: Oh, right, I forgot about him.
Perdita: I wish I could.
[At that moment, James backs on his coaches, feeling prideful as ever]
James: [sighs] What a way to start the day, a passenger train arranged for yours truly.
[Suddenly, a whistle similar to a corporal's sounds throughout the station, causing everyone to hold their ears]
Streaky: Hey, what's goin' on?!
Pug: ATTEEEEEEEEENTION! This platform needs to be cleared as we have a supply train coming in. [points to James] You'll need to move these coaches to the other platform.
James: What?! But this platform is serving passengers, the good platform is right over there!
Pug: We are currently conducting an important operation at present, and given that I am of military jurisdiction, I order you and these passengers to move!
James: You've got no authority here, you're no railway controller, so why don't you just bug off?
Pug: Disobeying army personnel, I'll see to it that you're scrapped for your insolence.
Pongo: Now, hold on a minute there, you can't conduct orders like that!
Pug: Stay out of this, civilian, in case you haven't noticed, you are in no position to be addressing me in that manner, so I suggest you take your spotted behind and move it to the other platform, and the same goes for the rest of you lot.
Perdita: Why, of all the nerve!
[James reluctantly complies with the lieutenant's orders and moves his coaches to Platform #3, as the passengers also make their way across the overhead bridge to the other platform, none too pleased]
Angelina: Who does that toad-faced twit think he is, ordering us around like that?
Alice: I bet you he's not even real military, I'm sure he made that hat himself.
Minako: That's gotta be warranted for a court marshal!
Rei: If you ask me, that's warranted at least five court marshals and a dishonorable discharge.
Angelina: This wouldn't be the first time either, I swear, whoever's keeping him on has to be rather dense.
Streaky: Oh, trust me, that's an understatement if I ever heard one.
James: [grumbles] Stupid lieutenant, making me late…
[Diesel pulls into the station with a train of vans for the military. James gives a glare at this]
James: Oh sure, delay my train for some dirty vans!
Diesel: It's not like I intentionally made you late, James, trust me, I could if I wanted to.
James: Oh, whatever, you just tell that smug little brown bug that he can take his stuck-up attitude and shove it right up his-
[The guard's whistle sounds, indicating for James to leave]
James: Doh, I don't have time for this. [blows his whistle and sets off from the station] Just think pleasant thoughts, pleasant thoughts; new coat of paint, brass polish, washdown…
[The scene cuts to one of the coaches]
Pongo: Well, Pug sure has made himself known...the little wretch.
Perdita: Poor Sergeant Tibbs, I pity what he's going through.
Pongo: You and me both.
[The scene cuts back to the station where Knuckles, Garnet, Bismuth, Shadow, and Baloo are shown unloading the cargo from the vans with Pug watching from nearby]
Pug: Well done, Diesel, good to see you got the supplies delivered intact.
Diesel: But of course, sir, anything to show the efficiency of diesel power.
Pug: Quite so, I've always admired you lot, more economic and less hazardous to work with, much like a certain thing I could mention.
Diesel: Oh, do go on, sir, such a refined and affable officer like yourself should talk about what's troubling him.
Pug: I will, as a matter of fact, I can't understand why Colonel keeps on that scrawny little broomstick Tibbs, he's completely helpless, and I know he's secretly plotting to take us all down, him and his nefarious feline mind. They're all…
[As Pug continues to ramble, Diesel rolls his eyes and silently slips out of the station]
Knuckles: Does that guy ever stop talking?
Shadow: If he doesn't shut up in the next minute, I'm going to punch his mouth closed.
Knuckles: Oh, count me in on that.
Diesel: Insufferable imbecile…
[The scene cuts to Maple Station where James is letting off his passengers with Emily sitting on the opposite platform with her coaches, Jinks, Ami, Makoto, Huck, Snag, and Peridot standing to board]
James: Would you believe the nerve of that lieutenant? I had to hurry here just to make up for lost time because he couldn't unload his supplies on an open platform!
Emily: It's always the same thing whenever he's around; causing delays, messing up the timetable, awkward arrangements, and all that anti-cat talk.
Jinks: [as Ami and Makoto board behind him] Well, if it were up ta' me, I'd pound that little snitch right in the kisser!
James: Hmph, you can have at him, I won't shed a tear.
[Emily's guard blows the whistle and the Stirling Single sets off with a toot of her own whistle. The scene cuts to Emily about to enter the junction for Evergreen when she stops abruptly]
Emily: What on Earth?!
[The shot pans out to reveal the station in a complete mess, trucks left on the platforms, crates stacked everywhere, and angry passengers gathered at the ticket booth; Haruka, Michiru, Sylvester, Mr. Blik, Tramp, Lapis, Twilight, Yakko, Tom, Jerry, Stella, Eddy, and Trixie]
Stella: I have to be at Pine by 12:00, yet there's no train ready!
Michiru: This is outrageous!
Haruka: We're going to be late for the lake because of this!
Mr. Blik: You better get a service to Amber pronto, or I want my money back!
Yakko: Rip-off, cheapskate, bamboolzer!
Emily: What happened here, why is this station such a mess?!
[Mavis pulls up over the points]
Mavis: Oh, dear, I'm so sorry, Emily. We've had an awful lot of supplies being delivered here, apparently, it's for safekeeping till they can be moved away.
Emily: But I have to get through, my passengers need to be dropped off.
Pug: Your passengers will have to disembark from the coaches and walk to the platform.
Makoto: [pulls down the window] Excuse me, are you in charge of this whole mess? We need to be dropped off at the station!
Pug: The station is currently being used as a means to store our supplies until we can have them all shipped out in a long freight train to our base.
Makoto: What?! That's ludicrous!
Ami: [pulls down the window] I agree, it doesn't seem like the most logical idea to have the supplies crowding up the station when people need to get to their destinations.
Pug: Normal passenger services will continue as soon as we have everything cleared, for now, this station will be goods only.
Emily: This is insanity! You can't possibly think this is alright, we have to shuffle people in and out regularly!
Mavis: I agree with Emily, surely there's a more reasonable way to store these supplies.
Pug: Hey! You're following my orders, and unless you want a dishonorable discharge, you will do as I say!
Mavis: Oh…yes, sir, of course. [begins to reverse]
Emily: Hey, what gives you the right to speak to her like that?
Pug: Military jurisdiction, now unless you want the golden part of your funnel clipped off, you'll obey orders and do as you're told!
Jinks: [sticks his head out the window] You ain't got no power, you're just full of hot air!
Pug: Double goes for your whiskers, cat! Know your place.
Jinks: [clenches his fist] Why you little…
Emily: [scoffs as Pug walks off] The utter cheek of that disgraceful…UGH!
[At that moment, more trains start to arrive at the station, but find their paths blocked]
Daisy: How undignified! Filthy oil tankers right in my path, this is surely not good for my swerves.
Henry: I'm going to be late with my goods train, these trucks are blocking my track!
Gordon: Oh, how am I supposed to pull the Express with all of this in the way?!
Antoine: I'm going to be late for ze theater!
Snow White: I'm going to miss the market!
Callie: I've got an important meeting I need to attend!
[The station and the junction becomes a cesspool of angry whistles and shouting passengers as the shot pans out to reveal the extent of the chaos. It then cuts to the docks where the operations are running smoothly, in attendance overseeing the operation are Commander Ulysses Feral, his niece Lieutenant Felina Feral, and his aid; Lieutenant Steel]
Felina: Looks like everything's going according to schedule.
Feral: As much as it can working with that lot.
Felina: You're not still hung up on the Colonel, are you?
Feral: Besides the fact that he's an old coot who refuses to get a haircut, I'm baffled that they didn't give me full control of the operation.
Steel: Of course, sir, we all know things would move briskly with you in charge.
Feral: What was that, Steel?
Steel: Oh, nothing, sir, just the wind. I tell you one thing, I hope I don't see that creep Pug around.
Felina: [facepalms] Ugh, we had enough trouble with him the last time we worked together.
Feral: How the Colonel hasn't discharged that insignificant insect is beyond me, if I had it my way, I'd kick him right off the island.
Steel: That little twerp spit on my new shoes last time, I just had them polished!
Feral: I guarantee he's made a mess somewhere, just you wait.
[At that moment, Callie Briggs comes running, out of breath as she stops before the personnel]
Callie: Sorry…I'm late…the station was in chaos so I had to run here…mistake to do it in heels…
Feral: Hmph, I stand corrected.
Felina: You gonna be alright, Miss Briggs?
Callie: [adjusts her glasses] Oh, yes, I'll be fine…how are things carrying on?
Feral: So far, nothing has gone completely wrong, I suppose.
Callie: [clears her throat] I see, well, at least one thing is keeping time today, though I believe I know the root of the problem on the railway.
Tibbs: [approaches the commanding officer] We've gotten half the supplies off the ship, sir.
Feral: [looks at his watch] Well, we're not running late, so that's something to be grateful for.
[The shot cuts to a POV of someone watching the officers from a high point, before the scene cuts to evening as the sun is starting to go down. The majority of the supplies have been unloaded on the docks, awaiting transportation via train of vans, the munitions are currently being stacked into the waiting train as the officers stand by at attention]
Captain: I'll be glad to have this lot off the key.
Pug: Well, you'll be happy to know that we've got everything in order, the last of the munitions should be finished loading.
Colonel: Although, I do wonder, who did you commission to take this train?
Tibbs: And how did you commission a train at all? With these fuel tankers in the same lot?
Pug: That's because I'm resourceful and took care of matters ahead of schedule, once this is done, we'll have everything we need, special thanks to yours truly.
Steel: [under his breath] Oh, shut up.
[At that moment, Edward backs into the harbor, much to the officers' curiosity and Lieutenant Pug's surprise]
Pug: What do you think you're doing?! Steam engines aren't allowed in this area so long as we're unloading!
Edward: Well, Diesel derailed on the points in the yard, so I took it upon myself to dispose of this train here.
Tibbs: I mean, so long as he's here, it's no use in finding someone else to take this lot away.
Pug: [gives an exasperated sigh] Fine, but if any of this equipment blows up, I'm holding you accountable, both of you.
Edward: Of course you would, military twit.
Pug: What was that?!
Edward: Oh, nothing.
[Edward backs down on the train, but Tibbs notices something off about the coupling between the first and second van]
Tibbs: Those couplings look awfully rusty, probably wouldn't be safe to use on the journey.
Colonel: [clears his throat] Are you sure it's worth swapping the vans out?
Tibbs: Affirmative, Colonel, sir. [walks up to the train] These couples won't last the trip, they're too corroded to be used without replacing them.
Pug: Oh, this is a waste of time, the train will be fine, we've taken enough time unloading these supplies as it is.
Felina: Colonel, I think Sergeant Tibbs has a point, we can't transport equipment like this in unsafe containers.
Pug: It's just going to hold us back.
Feral: There's nothing to hold back, it's called using your head, you should try it for once.
Pug: You, blue thing, stay where you are!
Tibbs: No, go and fetch a different van.
Pug: Stay!
Tibbs: Go!
Pug: Stay!
Tibbs: Go!
Feral: [facepalms] I'm surrounded by idiots.
Edward: Oh, dear…
[The shot cuts to atop a building as two figures step out onto the balcony; revealing themselves as Scourge and Miles]
Scourge: Well, this looks like a nice place to watch the fireworks.
Miles: Let's just say it'll be a show they'll never forget.
[The shot cuts to a monitor where someone is watching it]
?: What a lovely display…it would be a shame for all this hard work to go to waste…
[While the sergeant and the lieutenant continue to quarrel, the colonel continues to shake his head in either direction, and Edward slowly moves off to collect another van, the shot cuts to someone pointing a gun down towards the key]
?: Fire.
[The shot is fired and it hits one of the fuel tankers closest to the vans, which causes a fire. Everyone stands back in shock as the flames begin to spread to the munitions still present on the dock]
Edward: Oh, good lord!
Pug: GAH, now look what's happened!
Captain: Great fires of London, the whole key is burning up!
[Sure enough, Captain isn't wrong as the flames are shown spreading throughout the harbor. Worse still, the unattended explosives in the crates start to burn up, eventually causing one to explode as debris flies everywhere]
Tibbs: Everyone, clear the area and get to safety!
Steel: No need to tell me twice!
Felina: Can't argue with that!
[As the two feline lieutenants begin to back off, the siren sounds to alert the port of the impending danger, catching the attention of the locals nearby]
Pug: Where do you think you're going, we need to control the flames and salvage what we can!
Tibbs: Are you crazy?! This entire dockside is going to blow up, we don't have time to salvage, we need to leave!
Pug: Hey, you do not tell me what to do, I rank higher than you, c-
[Tibbs smacks Pug across the face with force he didn't know he had]
Tibbs: Listen to me, you incompetent jackass! I have been dealing with your nonsense this entire day and you are willing to let both of us die for some cock and bull reasoning! Also, I am SICK of your prejudice against felines, I don't want to a single word about how they're plotting to take over the world, you are lucky I'm humble enough not to throw you into the inferno myself, because believe me, no one would shed a tear if your dumb ass got burned alive!
[For the first time that entire day, Pug is left at a loss for words]
Tibbs: Now, I'm going to get out of here, and you'd be wise to follow on, so get yourself in gear and let's get out of this mess!
[Tibbs runs out after the commanding officers, leaving Pug still unable to say a word]
[The scene cuts to Scourge and Miles overlooking the destruction from atop a hill outside of the city]
Scourge: Ain't it a sight of beauty?
Miles: You've got an odd definition of beauty in that case.
Scourge: Ah, shut up, Miles.
Miles: Hmm, at least the doctor's got his work cut out for him.
Scourge: Yeah, gave us a front row seat to watch all the destruction, hehehe.
[The scene cuts back to the monitor as the figure holds up a remote control]
?: A true work of art, so much power in such a small item…it's enough to make one shed a tear…[presses down on the button]
[At that moment, a large explosive goes off, sending flaming debris flying into the air. It shoots high enough to land right into Evergreen Station's canopy. Henry is at the head of a long goods train while Gordon is about to head off with the Express when the flames start to spread over the station]
Henry: Oh no, the station's on fire! And I've got oil tankers on this train!
Gordon: Get them out of here before they blow up!
P.A.: All passengers in the station, please evacuate the premise immediately, repeat, all passengers evacuate the premise!
[Gordon's coaches instantly flood out passengers not wanting to get caught in the flames; Doggie Daddy holds Augie in his arms as he runs while Bandit, Chili, Lady, Snooper, Blabber, Ariel, Belle, Porky, Daphne, Kanga, and Salem runs towards the exit as quickly as they can. Gordon and Henry decided to make a break for it and quickly leave the station, uncoupled from their rolling stock. It is most unfortunate that not all of the supplies were collected from the station as several crates have caught fire and a set of explosives detonate over the station, shooting up at the canopy which causes it to weaken and crumble, broken glass falls everywhere. This combined with the debris from the docks sends flaming projectiles onto various buildings, stepping varying sizes of fire to them]
[The scene cuts to the junkyard where in the garage are Chance and Jake, settled down on the couch watching the news as Ann Gora reports on the scene]
Ann: This is Ann Gora, Toonight News reporting live at the scene of a horrific accident. Just earlier, a once successful unloading of supplies for the army turned catastrophe as everything suddenly went up in flames. Worse still is the destruction that is currently ravaging Toon City via flying debris. We ask everyone to stay calm in this pressing matter, please follow all safety protocol, and do not go anywhere near the harbor.
Jake: What do you reckon this was; accident or arson?
Chance: Whatever it is, perhaps it's best we check it out.
Jake: Swat Kats?
Chance: Swat Kats.
[Chance and Jake are shown running to their lockers to pick out their iconic flight uniforms, before rushing to the basement where their aircraft; the TurboKat, is stationed. The two felines jump into their jet and after the garage door opens up, they set off into the air]
[The scene cuts to Felina trying to escape the approaching flames, but just then, a piece of stone from a building falls down]
Feral: Felina!
[Feral quickly jumps in to push his niece out of the way before the stone hits the ground]
Felina: Uncle…thanks for that.
Feral: Guess I'm not emotionless after all.
Felina: Oh, come on, I never said that.
Steel: Hey, as much as I'm sure this is touching, you probably wanna get out from your current position. [points up to the rail bridge about to fall on top of the two]
Feral: GET CLEAR!
[The three officers run just in time as the bridge collapses from the weakened supports, blocking the road. Colonel comes running on the other side, but the smoke and heat is making it hard for him to breathe]
Colonel: [coughs] I can't see a thing! [coughs] Water…air…[falls to his knees] I can't move…
[Tibbs and Captain run up to the forlorn sheepdog, Pug carried on the horse's back, still looking rather shell-shocked]
Tibbs and Captain: Colonel!
Colonel: Men…[coughs]...I don't think…[coughs]...I'm gonna make it…
Tibbs: No, no, no, Colonel, you're going to…[pulls the canine onto his back]...be alright…just hang out…
Colonel: Tibbs…[coughs]...if I don't make it…I would just like to…[coughs]...apologize…
Tibbs: [coughs] Colonel, it's fine…you're going to be fine…we'll all be fine…
[The thin feline carries the sheepdog back across the path they came, along with Captain still carrying Pug, trying to find some way of shelter from the fire. At that moment, they can make out a smokey image of an aircraft landing on the ground]
Captain: Hey…hey! We're over here! Officers in…[coughs]...distress!
Tibbs: Please…[coughs]...help…
[Tibbs and Captain find themselves being unable to cope with the amount of smoke in the air and collapse onto the ground, their vision blurry as two figures run out from the smoke to assist, wearing protective masks over their mouths]
T-Bone: It's not looking good, Razor, the smoke's getting to 'em!
Razor: I think we'll only just be able to pull this one off if we can get 'em inside the Turbokat!
T-Bone: I got the captain and the lieutenant, you take the colonel and the sergeant!
Razor: Affirmative!
[T-Bone pulls up a wheezing Captain on his back while holding onto Pug, Razor assists Tibbs and Colonel to their feet and slowly make their way back to the jet. In spite of the cramped conditions, the Swat Kats manage to fit their extra company before taking off into the sky]
[The scene cuts to Lapis Lazuli trying to extinguish the flames piling around her]
Lapis: Take that! And that! Back, get back, fire!
[A large piece of burning ember lands near the blue gem, causing her to gasp]
Lapis: Okay, maybe this might be a good time to get out of here!
[Lapis tries to take off, but a large chunk of a building falls down on her path, the water gem only just dodging it before it lands and crumbles on the ground. An explosion suddenly goes off behind Lapis, shooting her forward and onto the ground]
Lapis: OOF! [groans and coughs] I can't feel my legs…[tries to prop herself up using her arms]...I have to…escape…
[At that moment, a looming figure lifts Lapis up and rushes through an alley away from the impending flames. They enter the nearest open door and Lapis is sat down on a chair, still feeling rather dazed]
Lapis: Ooooooooh, my head…[a blanket is offered to her]...oh, thanks…[shakes her head to regain her bearings]...thanks for the help…
[Lapis trails off as standing in front of her is a familiar orange gem with long white hair]
Lapis: J…Jasper?
[Without another word, Jasper exits the building, leaving Lapis at a loss for words. When she thinks she's far enough, Jasper stops and sighs]
Jasper: You're welcome…
[The orange gem quickly runs to avoid any further damages as the shot alternates between different people having taken shelter or sticking somewhere that will protect some layer of protection, a shot of the Star Fleet and Zero Fleet at their respective docks, a shot of the Heeler family huddled together, a shot of the big engines in their shed, Belle, Beast, Lumiere, Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts, and Chip watching from outside the book store, Ariel in her mermaid form holding Flounder close by, Snow White watching from her cottage, and a shot of the city with the buildings still in flames]
[The scene transitions to morning where the fire has been put out, but the damage is done. The harbor is in a complete mess with burned dockside, destroyed rolling stock and crates, a cinged Solomara, local buildings suffering varying degrees of damage, Evergreen Station is ravaged with a destroyed canopy, scattered trucks and coaches that have also sustained burns or are severely damaged, the building has several of its shops ruined from the explosion, and all around the city are buildings and shops that have sustained varying degrees of damage, broken windows, charred structure, crumbled pieces that are scattered on the road and rails]
[The scene cuts to a television screen where Ann Gora is reporting the news once more]
Ann: This is Ann Gora reporting the aftermath of the Dockyard Disaster. As you can see, the city has been scathed, but it survived. Local homes and businesses are trying to cope with the damages done to their property and it seems that are many shaken up by the horrific events that occurred last night. A number of people will have to move out from their homes until they are repaired, but perhaps the most heartwrenching part about all of this are the people opening their doors to victims that need a place to stay. Truly, this is an example of a community coming together in the wake of an awful travesty…[wipes a tear from her eye]...sorry, I just…I hope, as do many citizens, that the city will rebuild itself and come back stronger than ever.
[The scene cuts to Tibbs lying on a hospital bed, his eyes closed…until he opens them weakly]
Tibbs: [groans] Where…where am I…?
Cindy: [off-screen] You're in the hospital, Sergeant.
Tibbs: Huh…?
[Tibbs looks over to see Yogi and Cindy standing beside him in their doctor uniforms]
Cindy: You passed out from exposure to smoke from the fire, but luckily, you and the other officers were rescued before it became serious.
Tibbs: The others…Colonel, Captain, are they…?
Yogi: Oh, they're fine, they're all fine, I just fed Colonel some Jell-O in his room, needed some moisture in his throat. Though he took an interest in poking it…a lot…
Cindy: Captain's fine as well, from what I heard, you and him rescued the colonel and lieutenant when they were in a fix.
Tibbs: And Lieutenant Pug?
Yogi and Cindy: Uhhhhhhhhh…
Yogi: He's…"fineish", by which I mean, he's stable and all, but the guy was in this weird trance, like he couldn't blink or something.
Cindy: Just a sidenote, I heard from the Colonel that he's being suspended for disorderly conduct of handling supplies aaaaand is in danger of being stripped of his rank for various other reasons. In addition, I think there was something about a certain sergeant getting promoted to Sergeant Major for rescuing an officer in distress and for hindsight planning of safety.
Yogi: Hey, hey, hey, someone's pretty lucky in the room, three guesses to who it is.
Tibbs: Oh…he's promoting me…[cracks a smile]...that is nice to hear…
Cindy: We'll leave you to rest, let us know if you need anything.
Tibbs: Thank you, Doctors…
[As the two bruins leave the feline to rest, he sighes contentedly and reaches for the remote to listen to some soothing music]
[The scene cuts to Chance and Jake in the waiting room with flowers and a box of chocolates. At that moment, Feral, Felina, and Steel walk into the main hallway, having sustained several burn marks]
Chance: Well, if it ain't my favorite officers of the airforce.
Felina: Hehe, nice to see you two came to visit, are those chocolates for my dear old uncle?
Chance: Yep, here ya' go, mon ami.
[Chance hangs the box with a cheeky grin as Feral rolls his eyes unamused]
Feral: Hmph, you've got a rather corny sense of hospitality, don't you?
Jake: When you live with a guy like this, ya' sorta expect somethin' like that.
Chance: Aaaaaah, you know you enjoy it, ya' knucklehead. [noogies Jake's head]
[Feral sighs and shoves the box of chocolates to Steel while Felina chuckles. The dark red kat opens the box and gives a smirk]
Steel: Oh, look, Belgian chocolate.
Feral: [blinks] Where?
Steel: Here.
[Steel pops a piece into Feral's mouth and watches with a smug look on his face. Feral swallows and crosses his arms while Chance, Jake, and Felina try hard not to snicker as the scene cuts to black]
[A flash of lightning shows the cave from the beginning once more, cutting to the two silhouetted figures]
?: No loose ends…I've had a nosy gang of nitwits interfering with my plans for far too long, the last thing I need is for that group to become bigger and stronger…
?: Well, then I supposed you've accomplished just that, the people of that city are strong, they won't go down without a fight, you put a challenge against them and they came out of it.
?: I'd rather you didn't utter such meaningless phrases in my presence, let it be known that you were just as involved in what took place that night…it's not something that's easy to forget…the burning sensation of people that you've hurt…you know that feeling all too well, I'm sure…
?: Hey, that was in the past, and I know what I did, and I'm aware of the people affected by it…but there's nothing much I can do about that, now can I?
?: You hit the nail on the head with that one…I admire your honesty, it's what sets you apart from the rest…you're unapologetic, apathetic, remorseless, all the traits I look for in someone…
?: Essentially, you look for someone that you can hold all of their wrongdoings over their head and never let them live it down.
?: Hmmhmmhmm, he's got a sense of humor…that's the kind of mindset which will spare you from the inevitable. You've burned so many bridges, and it was all worth it for your self-preservation. You're a very complicated person, yet I can understand why you do the things that you do…it's what makes you stronger than the rest…while they all succumb to their weaknesses of sentimentality, you take what they've got and crush it in the palm of your hand…you and me, we're not as different as you might think.
?: You really think that we're one in the same, don't you?
?: Oh…I know we're one in the same…that's why I consider you to be my equal to stand and watch hell reign on this island…Geoffrey.
The End…