Title: Lost and Forgotten
Author: Penny Tortoiseshell
E-mail address: email@example.com
Warnings: A little violence; nothing too bad.
Disclaimer: Sadly, Swat Kats don’t belong to me. A girl can dream though. SWAT Kats: The Radical Squadron, its characters and concepts are copyright to Hanna-Barbera Cartoons, Inc. and are used without permission.
Summary: What if Dark Kat succeeded at taking over Megakat City?
Author’s Comments/Notes: Just a what if scenario. If you hate depressing stories, this is not for you.
Prologue: Dark Kat City
5 years have passed since Dark Kat took over Megakat City. The city was renamed Dark Kat City. Only a few groups of kat resistance remained. Most kats were prisoners in prison camps. Dark Kat ruled with an iron fist, and all trembled at his very name. All but a few kats.
The Turbokat was destroyed. One Swat Kat captured and believed to be dead, another with a small band of resistance kats. The Enforcers had very few still free kats, and the Enforcer building was nothing but rubble. In the middle of the city stood a tall tower. That tower was Dark Kat’s H.Q., and it was thought to be impenetrable.
Chapter 1: Forgotten
In that tower was a small dark cell. The cell itself was impossible to escape from. The only way in was the door that could be opened only by Dark Kat’s or a creepling’s fingerprint.
Inside the cell was a small tom. His brown fur was matted and knotted, like it couldn’t or wasn’t groomed. He had silver in his fur, proof of what he’s been through since he was only in his 30’s. He was so skinny that you could see his bones. His clothes were tattered beyond recognition. He had many bruises and broken bones from Dark Kat’s daily torture. His helmet was dented in every way possible. The mask that hid his real face was torn at the edges, but still on and concealing his true identity. Only his eyes showed any life to them. They had sadness, anger, fear, and a glint of despair all mixed together.
The tom was known as Razor, a Swat Kat.
Razor sighed, sitting on his cot that Dark Kat had provided. He had lost count of how long he had been in here, but he suspected it was around 5 years. He grimaced as he turned to lie down, for he had many broken ribs. He looked at the window, wondering where T-Bone was and if he was alive.
Razor went into a coughing fit. He wondered if he was forgotten.
That was his last thought as he drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
Chapter 2: Lost
T-Bone sat on a tree stump in the swamp, watching the sunset. He had gone on a walk from camp and ended up here.
Camp, T-Bone thought. Mayor Manx, Miss Briggs, Commander Feral, Lieutenant Feral, and Professor Hackle. The gang is all there except…… Razor.
T-Bone sighed. He hasn’t seen his partner since the crash of the Turbokat. Everyone thought that he was dead, except T-Bone. He had a feeling that he wasn’t. But, as the days dragged on, even T-Bone was starting to have second thoughts.
T-Bone shook his head. No. Razor has to be alive. I can feel it. He has to be.
T-Bone stood up; staying any longer would be too risky. Before he turned to leave, he looked towards Dark Kat City.
“Razor, I’m lost without you. But, don’t worry; you aren’t forgotten.”
Chapter 3: Nightmares
“WE GOTTA EJECT!!!!”
“AGREED LET—- ARRG!”
Razor woke and sat up, ignoring the pain in his body. He was panting hard and had sweat on his face.
That was the 5th time this week he had that same dream. Razor pinched his forehead. Seemed just like yesterday the Turbokat crashed. He could remember it all.
“Crud, buddy! Looks like Dark Kat’s back, and better than ever!” T-Bone said, looking at Dark Kat’s ships.
Razor nodded his head in agreement. “I know; looks like we have a long day ahead of us.”
As Razor said that, he targeted one of the ships. “Octopus missiles, DEPLOYED!”
Octopus missiles were sent out of the Turbokat, hitting 3 ships, causing them to crash, and damaging 2.
“BINGO!!!!” Razor yelled.
“3 down, 5 to go.” T-Bone commented.
“I can improve those odds. Match head missiles – loaded, locked, AWAY!”
The match head missiles were right on target destroying 2 of Dark Kat’s ships.
“Yes!” T-Bone gave Razor a thumbs up.
Razor smiled, but then noticed Dark Kat’s ship approaching.
“Uh-oh, looks like Dark Kat is mad.”
The ship fired some missiles, which T-Bone maneuvered. But, as they were focused on that ship, another came up from behind and fired, hitting the Turbokat.
“Crud! We’re hit!”
T-Bone tried to level the Turbokat the best he could, but it was hopeless.
“WE’RE GOING DOWN!” Razor shouted.
“WE GOTTA EJECT!!!!!” T-Bone shouted, opening the cockpit.
“AGREED. LET— ARRG!” Razor shouted as he started to eject but was grabbed by a hook and pulled into Dark Kat’s ship.
T-Bone ejected, and, when he heard Razor scream, he looked around for him, not seeing Razor anywhere.
“RAZOR!!!!” T-Bone shouted, a worried expression on his face.
Meanwhile, Razor heard T-Bone scream his name, unable to do anything as the door closed to Dark Kat’s ship.
Then, everything turned black.
Razor sighed at the memory. After that, he had woken in his cell to see Dark Kat’s smiling face outside of the cell.
“Well, well, well, nice of you to join us, Swat Kat.”
“Dark Kat,” Razor growled.
“Hmm, for a while, I thought that my creeplings hit you too hard on the head. I can see now that I was wrong.”
Razor got up, looking around.
“Wondering where you are? Well, you are in a cell made especially for you. I made sure that there is no way out. You touch the cell bars, they electrocute you. You touch the air vent or window, lasers will shoot out that will burn your skin. Don’t even think about digging; the floor and walls are solid concrete. The only way in and out is the cell door. The only way to open the cell door is to type in the password I so carefully chose and only I know. If the password is wrong, an alarm goes off, letting me know, and the cell bars will electrocute you. So, you see, you are trapped in there.”
Razor snarled. “What do you want me for?”
Dark Kat chuckled. “It wouldn’t be fun to kill you right away; no, I will make your end slow and painful. For now, how would you like to see Dark Kat City?” Dark Kat finished speaking, showing with a monitor what was left of Megakat City, now Dark Kat City.
Razor gasped. “No!”
“Yes, after your jet crashed, it was just too easy to take over. Unfortunately, your partner, Commander Feral, his niece, the mayor, and the deputy mayor are still alive and free.”
Razor snarled. “At least they’re still free! Once T-Bone gets here, you’re going to be sorry, Dark Crud!”
Dark Kat smiled. “That, my dear Swat Kat, is what I’m hoping for.”
“Yes, with you captured, your partner will come for you, and I’ll be waiting for him. Once I have him, you will be forced to watch his death. Then, the Deputy Mayor’s once I have her also.”
Razor growled. “You’ll never get away with this!”
“On the contrary, I already have!” Dark Kat walked away, laughing.
Razor heard a noise that pulled him from his thoughts. It was creepling chatter.
Razor looked up as two creeplings showed up to his cell. One carried food, the other water.
They pushed the bowl of gruel into the cell, and they laid the water down, careful not to touch the bars.
Once they were gone, Razor slowly got up, grimacing. He picked up the bowl.
“First meal in weeks.”
Once he was finished, he drank the water and then sat back down.
“It’s been 5 years. T-Bone, if you are still alive, I hope that you are faring better than I am.”
Chapter 4: Remembering
T-Bone sat in camp, staring into the fire.
Felina walked up to him. “Is everything ok, T-Bone?”
T-Bone looked up; even now he had still been able to keep their identity a secret. “I’m fine….. just remembering.”
Felina nodded. She wanted to say more, but there was nothing to say. She still had her uncle, thank goodness, but T-Bone had lost the kat dearest to him. She sighed, walking away. Poor T-Bone, she thought.
T-Bone saw Felina walk away and stared back into the fire.
“WE GOTTA EJECT!!!!” T-Bone shouted as he ejected and went up into the smoke.
“AGREED. LET—- ARRG!!!” T-Bone heard Razor scream, and he looked around, seeing nothing.
“RAZOR!!!” T-Bone yelled, moving his seat around to look for him. The Turbokat had crashed, and T-Bone hoped that Razor hadn’t gone down with it. He looked up to see Dark Kat’s ship pass by, not noticing him. T-Bone growled. He landed by the Turbokat and went to go check it out. No Razor.
“Crud! Where did you go, buddy?”
“Swat Kats come in!”
T-Bone heard Miss Briggs’ voice on the radio.
“Yes, Miss Briggs?”
“T-Bone, thank goodness you’re alive! Is Razor ok too?”
T-Bone gulped. “Razor…he’s disappeared. I haven’t been able to find him yet.”
“Oh… I’m so sorry, T-Bone.”
“It’s ok, Miss Briggs.”
T-Bone sighed. Razor would have to wait. Dark Kat need to be taken care of now. He got back into his seat and flew to Enforcer Headquarters.
Feral approached him. “What are you doing?”
“I’m here to help; the Turbokat may have been destroyed, but I still can fight. Plus, it seems like you need all the help you can get.”
Feral nodded. “Very well.”
Felina walked up to the two toms. “Uncle, Dark Kat’s ships are approaching fast. Looks to be at least 20 or so.”
Feral nodded “I want you in a plane. That goes for you too, Swat Kat.”
T-Bone and Felina nodded and ran off to where the planes were.
Chapter 5: Pain
Razor cried out in pain as Dark Kat kicked him. He was sent flying to the opposite wall and collapsed in a heap.
Dark Kat laughed. “Hmm, not very feisty anymore, are we?”
Razor said nothing, knowing, if he did, the beating would get worse.
Dark Kat smiled and kicked Razor one last time before leaving the cell, laughing.
Once he was gone, Razor slowly sat up. “Laugh all you want, Dark Crud. Laugh all you want. It takes more than this to break me.”
Commander Feral walked into the clearing. “Looks like this would be a good place to set up camp.”
His niece, Callie, T-Bone, and several others followed in behind him.
“This is a good place to set up camp. Any objections?” Commander Feral asked the group.
No one said anything.
Feral nodded, seeing that as a no.
T-Bone helped set up camp. Once that was done, he sat down. Crud, he thought. Razor’s captured, and Dark Kat took over the city. Could things get any worse?
A tom ran into the camp, stirring T-Bone from his thoughts.
Commander Feral walked up to the tom “Yes?”
The tom stopped to catch his breath then spoke. “Boy, do I have some good news for you!”
What was the news? Stay tuned to find out. Please read and review. I’m welcome to any remark about my story, even if it’s to say it’s the worst story I’ve ever written.
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