Date Started: 10/4/15
Date Finished: 10/4/15
“You want me to go over inventory one more time?”
Jake leapt up to the cockpit and into the WSO’s seat, bringing up the TurboKat’s systems and a checklist of their arsenal stock. “Go for it.”
“Gassed up and ready to go.”
Chance gave a thumbs up. “And, so are we. What about our Glovatrixes?”
Jake hopped back down and gave his partner a lighthearted glare. “Fully functional, still hate the name.”
“You’re just jealous cuz’ you didn’t think of the name first.” Chance set down the tablet he was carrying on the nearest table. “Not to mention that it’ll throw the enemy off.”
Jake was about to fire back a retort when the voice of Captain Cougar carried itself from above the entrance to their underground base.
“I hope you two are set to go,” he said as he slid down the ladder, “because we’ve got trouble.”
Chance blinked at the unnaturally spooked expression on their superior’s face. “You mean the Inkats were right about the apocalypse?”
Cougar hastily punched in a few keys on the console of their computer, bringing up a live televised feed. “You may want to tell that to *him*.”
And, that’s where they saw probably the most bizarre and yet frightening face they’d ever seen.
“Whoa,” Jake murmured. “The files we saw didn’t do that thing any justice.”
“Must’ve accidentally tripped into a vat of prune juice.” Chance turned up the volume.
The voice was undoubtedly menacing, an ominous tone that echoed, sending a shiver up the three kats’ spines. The skeletal face of Dark Kat leered into the camera, behind him a vast supply of what appeared to be bombs and other explosives.
“I am only going to only say this once,” he boomed. “Surrender Megakat City to me. Your Enforcers can only delay my plans. In the end, it won’t be enough to stop me from advancing. You have four hours before my Fear Ship rains destruction upon your city.”
The feed cut back to the startled reporter on screen.
“Well, that didn’t sound like an 80’s comic villain at all.”
Jake smirked at Chance’s remark. “I dare you to tell him that when we go after him.” He paused to type a few commands into the computer. “Looks like the signal’s coming from Megakat Canyon. It’s almost like he *wants* us to find him.”
“Awww. He’s probably got th’ cookies and red carpet ready, too.”
Cougar rolled his eyes. “Then you better suit up in your finest threads. Given the window, how soon can you be there?”
“With the boost Jake’s given to the TurboKat, fifteen minutes.”
As the pilots headed to their lockers, Cougar proceeded back up the ladder. “I’ll let the commander know. Good luck.”
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