The fiery one flew down really low to the ground. Up close, he was almost as big as T-Bone.
“You know, you guys are strong, but not strong enough to take on all sixteen of us.” The dragon’s voice was like that of a twenty year old boy.
The dark blue one flew down low enough to see eye to eye with T-Bone. “You guys impress us, but this time you won’t get out alive.” The dark blue one whistled, and two other dragons came practically out of no where. One was dark red and blue, the other was a dark harvest gold with brown wings.
The blue and red one grabbed Razor and pinned his wings behind his back. The other one pinned T-Bone’s wings behind him.
“Who are you?” Razor hissed.
“I’m sorry; my name is Cyclone, and this is my brother Axal.”
The two of them looked like nothin’ but trouble. Felina had been watching the whole time. She’d been doing well until she slipped on a rock.
“Well, look what we have here, a little sneak.” Axal picked Felina up. She took out her gun. “Don’t even try it, sweetheart.” Smoke crept from the corner of Axal’s mouth.
Felina put her gun away.
“What can we do with a sneak?”
Cyclone grabbed her from his brother. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t eat her.” He hung Felina over his mouth.
“What did she ever do to you?!” T-Bone asked.
“Nothing; it’s you two that I want. And, now that I’ve found your weak spot, I can make you do whatever I want you to do.” Cyclone had an evil smile on his face.
“Are you crazy?!” Razor blurted out.
“Yeah, somethin’ like that.” He put Felina down. “Take them to the cave,” Cyclone hissed.
The other two dragons nodded and lead the two SWAT Kats to a hole in the canyon outside of MegaKat City. They chained them down so they could barely move. About an hour went by.
“This day can’t get any better.” T-Bone leaned against a wall.
The gold and brown dragon walked into the cave. “I know how you guys feel. I’ve been prisoner for years. My name’s Jaxal.” He had a calm voice of a teenage boy’s.
The red and blue dragon walked in. “I’m his brother, Ajhax,” he said. His voice was calm like his brother’s.
Another dragon walked in. “And, I’m their sister, Jhene.” Her voice was calm. Jhene was an orange and red dragon.
Jaxal walked over to T-Bone and Razor. “We know exactly how you feel. We’ve been prisoners here for years on end. We are not to leave here, and if we try, we will be met with a swift death.”
“How long have you guys been here?” Razor asked.
“We’ve been here for thirteen years,” Ajhax said.
“I’ve never seen or heard of you dragons.” T-Bone sat on the ground.
“We’ve been sentenced here by the citizens of MegaKat City. You see, about a thousand years ago, us dragons lived in peace with kats. Then, the kats got to greedy and wanted all the land. They were more powerful than us dragons. They told us to go to the canyon and don’t show our faces again. We fought them, and hundreds of dragons got killed. Ever since then, two dragons have been planning revenge. All the other dragons don’t want to fight; we just want to coexist with the kats.” Jhene told the story exactly how it happened.
“We know of places that would want your help. You just need to let us go,” T-Bone told them.
Jaxal unlocked the chains.
T-Bone and Razor promised they would help the dragons get rid of the two dictators. Razor was the one who, once again, came up with a plan. The plan was simple.
Jhene walked up to Cyclone and Axal.
“Cyclone, the prisoners have gotten out!”
Jhene was good at making it sound so real.
Now, the plan was set into motion. When Cyclone and Axal got there, T-Bone and Razor knocked them out flat.
“Where’d you guys learn to do that kind of stuff?” Jhene was surprised to see that kind of fighting skills. Only warrior dragons had that kind of skill.
“Jaxal, want to weld these guys a metal chain?” Razor asked as he put his foot on top of Axal.
“Do I ever.” Jaxal found some metal and melted it on to Cyclone and Axal.
After that, T-Bone and Razor took the two dragons to MegaKat Biochemical Labs. Dr. Zyme put them in a freezer chamber. Dr. Zyme gave the SWAT Kats the antidote to the dragon chemical. He said the dragon form would go away in an hour or so. The SWAT Kats returned to their hanger, and the dragon chemical wore off.
“I wonder what those eggs were that we found,” T-Bone asked Razor as he took off his flight suit and placed it in his locker.
“I don’t know, Chance. And, the thing that was weird was that there were no footprints leading out of the nest.”
What Jake said was true. There were no footprints leading out of the nest. Something like that could only mean trouble.
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