Original SWAT Kats Story

Turmoil Amongst Chaos

By AkaneKitty

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  • 2,092 Words

The SWAT Kats boredom is shattered when two crisis happen at the same time. Which takes priority over the other? Who is Cabreti? Also, what are Callie’s and Feral’s personal feelings?

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Author's Notes:

Ni-hao! This is “Turmoil Amongst Chaos”, part of the Arcana Saga.

The SWAT Kats boredom is shattered when two crisis happen at the same time. Which takes priority over the other? Who is Cabreti? Also, what are Callie’s and Feral’s personal feelings?

Author’s note: Finally, some sort of action!

Special Author’s note: Thanks again to “Krisy-chan” (Kristen Sharpe) for giving me a plot device to be used in the future. You asked for it! ?

As always, send any comments or questions to AkaneKitty@aol.com or drop me a line in the Review section of Fanfiction.net. Enjoy!

Ja ne,
AkaneKitty

“Do you know? Do you know? Do you know? Do you know what I wonder?”

“Oh, dear lady, what do you know?”

“The Squires, who don’t like to be called Squires, will have their loyalty tested in battle!”

“To the Queen? Or, to the Knight?”

“Obviously the Queen. The Knight doesn’t deserve such loyalty.”

“Oh. Really?”

“But, the Squires shouldn’t be so blind. Or, they will find the Knight eager to reclaim his prize.”

“And what prize is that?”

“Do you know? Do you know? Do you know what it is?”

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“Where’s Anshi?”

“Back at the fencing arena, fielding questions from Ann.”

“What about?” Feral says, straightening his tie.

“I’m guessing the Center, but that wasn’t her original agenda.” Callie replies.

“Which was?”

Feral was accompanying Callie on the last part of her walkthrough of the Civic Center. He was out of uniform, in a simple suit, a fact not lost on Callie.

“Ann found out about our dinner with the Clawsons.” Callie says. “She called it a date.”

Feral chuckles. “That wasn’t a date. It was a double date.”

“Huh?”

“Kidding.” Feral shoves his paws into his pockets.

Callie looks at him. “Anyways, she said she couldn’t see us as a couple.”

“Really. . .Does that bother you?”

Callie stops walking. “I didn’t say that.”

Feral continues walking for a moment, then stops. “Then why mention it?”

“Umm. . .”

“Calico, no matter what our personal feelings are, you can still talk to me.”  Feral turns around to look at her. “Shall we?”

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” *I wonder if my ring’s all right. . .I just left it in my locker. . .* ”

“Razor. . .”

” *I don’t want Chance to find it yet. . .it’s too soon. . . * ”

“Razor?”

” * I should have never opened that box. . .It forced me to destroy Phoebe’s gift for a part of a new weapon. . .What was I thinking! * ”

“Razor!”

“Huh?” Razor blinks, breaking out of his thoughts. He and T-Bone were out on another run high above the city. Not warranted, Razor’s opinion.

“Snap out of it, buddy!” T-Bone’s paw is firm on the throttle. “Don’t you hear that beeping?”

It took a while for the beeping to reach Razor’s ears. “Oh, yeah. . .”

“Well, can’t you tell what it is?” T-Bone asks, worried about his friend.

“Silent alarm. MegaKat Biochemical.” Razor says, snapping back to his persona.

“The beeping stopped.”

“Looks like someone cancelled the alarm..” Razor looks at his screen.  “But, it’s worth checking out.”

“Now you’re talking!” T-Bone pulls a hard right in the direction of MegaKat Biochemical.

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“Silly fools. They invest in a multi-million dollar security system, yet you could bypass it by crawling through the air conditioning system.”

Katra pops a grate of its hinges and crawls out of the narrow opening.  “But, no matter. I just want my Katalyst.”

Hopping down onto the floor, Katra takes a moment to orientate herself.  Looking around, she takes out her electronic locator device.

“Let’s see. . .The Katalyst should be this way. . .” Katra mumbles to herself, starting in the direction of the chemicals.

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Alkatraz. Dark, damp, dirty. Any word would do.

Terri, otherwise known as Turmoil, sits on her prison cot, swinging her legs to and fro.

It wasn’t easy being good, Terri realized, but, it wasn’t easy being bad, either.

Pulling her legs up to her chest, Terri went through her mind mentally all the reasons she was being ‘good’:

One, to get even with even with that tomkat T-Bone. . .

Two, to surpass her sister, Deismos as she’s called, for once. . .

Three, to finally find Cabreti and really get even with him. . .

“Cabreti.” Terri mused . “Now, there’s a kat I can’t wait to get my paws on.  . .even before T-Bone.”

Terri turns toward her prison window. “Cabreti wasn’t even after me. He was after my sister. . .Damn tomkat!”

“My! How the mighty have fallen. The famous Turmoil locked up like a common criminal!”

“Who said that!” Terri whirls around to face the voice. “Oh. . .You.”

“So you remember me.” Lokii floats down to the prison floor. “I’m honored.”

“What do you want.” Terri turns back to the window.

“Is this any way to treat a friend of your sister’s?”

“A friend of my sister,” Terri says, “Is my enemy.”

“Humph. Such contempt.” Lokii replies, beginning to float in midair. “But, I guess you don’t want to hear about your ‘friend’, Cabre-”

“What about Cabreti?” Terri faces the spirit. Lokii laughs.

“You have such a mixture of feelings for this one kat. Why not the same for the Squire?”

“Squire?”

“The masses call him T-Bone.”

“Oh. Him” Terri releases her legs, letting her feet drop to the floor.  “T-Bone didn’t use me like Cabreti did.”

Lokii cocks her head to the side. “Did you know that Cabreti is here?”

Terri’s eyes grow big. “What?”

“Does that make you want to drop your ‘good’ act?” Lokii grins. “I could make it worth your while.”

“Like how.” Terri says nonchalantly.

“Like this.” Lokii snaps her fingers. The jail’s alarm starts ringing.

“What are you doing?” Terri calls above the clamor.

“What does it look like?” Lokii grabs Terri by her shoulders. “I’m breaking you out, silly!”

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“All’s clear on the roof.” Razor calls out to T-Bone. “But, I am getting some signs of movement in the building.”

“Roger that.” T-Bone runs over to the roof access door.

“We need to be careful of the security system,” Razor says, joining T-Bone. “Someone cancelled that alarm.”

T-Bone, pressed against the side of the building, opens the door. Razor peers inside.

“So far so good.” Razor motions T-Bone over. “Let’s go!”

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“Why does everything have to be so complicated?” Callie muses, sticking pad into her briefcase. “Just a few days can change everything. . .”

“Anything wrong?” Feral asks.

“No! Nothing.”

Feral’s phone begins to ring. Reluctantly, he answers it.

“This had better be . . .What?. . .I’ll be right there.” Feral hangs up the phone.

“What going on?” Callie asks him.

“Jail break.”

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“You certainly don’t waste any time, Turmoil.” Lokii says, sitting cross legged. “No sooner than you’re out, you’ve reestablished your connections.

Turmoil and Lokii were in a small building, one of Turmoil’s temporary headquarters left over from her reign. The pilot was dressing, opting to change her look.

Turmoil says nothing to the spirit, opting to smooth her elbow-length black gloves over her arms.

“So, you’re not going to take to the skies again?”

“All of my lieutenants, expect for a few, were captured by federal authorities.” Turmoil smoothes her dress. “It would be fruitless to take to the sky
again.”

“Besides,” Turmoil reaches into and old drawer for some lipstick, “My priorities are on the ground.”

Lokii pulls out her Tarot cards. “I see.”

“So, where is Cabreti?” Turmoil smears the lipstick over her lips. “I’d like to see him again.”

“He’s everywhere.” Lokii grins.

Turmoil takes here eyes off of a mirror to look at the spirit. “What do you mean?”

“As the Knight, he is everywhere the Queen is.” Lokii shuffles her cards.

“This is why I don’t trust you,” Turmoil sighs. “You talk too much.”

“Fine. I’ll tell you.” Lokii’s grin grows bigger. “Your Cabreti is Commander Ulysses Feral.”

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“All’s clear! They must be closed or something.” Razor muses, trying to walk as softly as he could.

“But, this doesn’t feel right.” T-Bone says. He starts to say more, but one of Razor’s alarms starts to sound.

“That’s Callie.” Razor looks at his glovatrix.

“What now?” T-Bone asks.

Razor’s paw hovers his glovatrix. “Why are we hesitating?”

T-Bone is silent. “Because of Lokii’s words. . .”

“. . .which we shouldn’t be following.” Razor finishes.

“That’s easy for you to-” T-Bone starts, but Razor puts a paw to his lips and silences Callie’s alarm.

“What?” T-Bone whispers. Razor jerks his head to the right.

T-Bone and Razor watch as a feminine silhouette emerges from the shadows. The raven haired she-kat had a container in her paws, looking quite
contented.

“Hey, you!”

Startled, the she-kat looks up. “Oh. . .You.”

“Katra, I presume?” Razor asks, aiming his glovatrix.

“You presume correctly.” Katra smiles. And, the fact that you are here means that Lokii has partially completed her task. . .by directing you to me!”

T-Bone is confused. “Huh?”

“Just who do you think is with your ‘Queen’, as Lokii calls her?” Katra begins shaking the canister.

“Lokii?” Razor hazards a guess.

Katra stops shaking the canister and rips off the top. “You fools are so blind.”

Gasses escape from the canister, which seem to have no effect on the she-kat. T-Bone and Razor instinctively reach for their gasmasks.

The gasses clear, but the she-kat is nowhere to be seen.

“Where’d she go?” T-Bone asks through his gas mask. He spies an open air grate. “I bet she went through that grate.”

“We can deal with her later, T-Bone.” Razor takes of his gas mask. “Right now we have to get to Callie. Let’s go.”

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“You know, Alkatraz falls under Federal jurisdiction,” Feral was saying to Clawson, who was also called to the scene, “But, every time someone breaks out, it becomes my problem.”

“So what else is new?” Clawson shrugs. “We always clean up the feds mess.”

“After withholding important information.” Feral adds, putting his phone to his ear.

A few feet away, among some pres chaos, Callie stands, her paw resting in her purse. Anshi stands besides her, writing some notes into her notebook.

“The boys didn’t respond.” Callie muses, finally releasing her paw from her communicator. “I hope they’re alright. . .”

“Briggs-sama. The press will be expecting your comments soon,” Anshi speaks up.

“I know.” Callie sighs. “But, I don’t know much of anything, and Feral says that the feds are being a pain. I’d better talk to him. Hold off the press for me.”

“Hai, Briggs-sama..” Anshi nods.

Callie makes her ways towards the Commander, who was either talking on the phone one minute or talking to Clawson the other.”

“Find anything out?” Callie asks him.

“All I know is that some she-kat broke out.” Feral hangs up his phone.  “And, the feds won’t send me the da- ”

“Here. Just came through.” Clawson hands Feral a file.

Feral opens the file and briefly scans it. “Terri!”

“Huh?” Clawson looks over Feral’s arm to look at the file. “No way! That Turmoil everyone was talking about is Terri?”

“Looks like it.” Feral replies. “Great. . .”

“Wait a moment. Who’s Terri?” Callie asks.

“Oh,” Feral shrugs, “She’s only a she-kat that wants to kill me, that’s all.”

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