Original SWAT Kats Story

Swat Kats More Than Just Your Regular Fan Fic

By Kai Celiera

  • 4 Chapters
  • 6,039 Words

When Razor is poisoned by Dr. Viper, T-Bone must think on his feet to save his friend’s life.

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Chapter 2

-Insert name of chapter here-

Kai: (grins) Well, I guess it’s time to begin chapter number 2!
Razor: Got sick of Spanish I see/
Kai: Not another word from you or I unleash what me and Iceburn were discussing last night on MSN.
Razor: (sighs) Oh great, more stuff to be on the look out for.
T-Bone: (pats Razor on the back) Oh come on, it’s not THAT bad, Razor.
Razor: (glares) That’s easy for you to say, T-Bone… You’re not her “favorite”.
Kai: (shrugs) So… how ‘bout that disclaimer? It isn’t going to read itself, you know.
Razor & T-Bone: (Point at Spike) He can do it!
Spike: (glares at Razor and T-Bone) Do you want me to bite you?
Razor: If it’s better than what Kai has in store for me then maybe.
Kai: Very funny…
Spike: Make Yami Bakura do it
Yami Bakura: (holds up a sign that says: Kai no own Swat Kats) There, happy Kai-Ba Girl?
Kai: (smirks) Yes, extremely.
Yami Bakura: Good. (goes back to plotting death and destruction in his dark corner of the room)

Chapter 2: -Insert name of chapter here-

Razor let out a moan of protest as he began to come to. ”Where am I?” he muttered, as he attempted to sit up in bed, but immediately fell back against the pillow due to a wave of dizziness that overcame him.

“Whoa, Ace, take it easy,” T-Bone stated.

Razor looked over to see his friend, still dressed in his Swat Kat gear, walking towards him with a damp cloth in his hand. “Welcome back, sleeping beauty. How are you feeling?” he asked with a look of concern on his face as he placed the damp cloth on Razor’s forehead.

Razor sighed; the cool rag felt good on his overly warm forehead. “I feel like I was hit by a truck, T-bone,” he joked, smiling a little so that T-Bone would think that everything was okay.

“Yeah, you had me a little worried there when you didn’t decide to wake up last night,” T-Bone replied, sitting down in a chair beside Razor’s bed. “Maybe that stuff Viper had you drink was just a dud after all.”

Razor shook his head. “I don’t think so, T-Bone,” he replied with a grim look on his face. “I don’t think Viper and Dark Kat would have gone to all that trouble to make a prototype if it didn’t work.”

T-Bone shrugged as he helped Razor sit up. ”I suppose you’re right,” he agreed.

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