Original SWAT Kats Story


By Sage

  • 11 Chapters
  • 5,279 Words

Chapters 8-11 Added! Alternate Universe. The Enforcers’ new prototype is coming along well…. more or less. (11 Chapters – Ongoing Series)

Read This Story

Author's Notes:

Title: Pep Talk
Series: Prototype
Author: Sage SK
Date Started: 12/11/12
Date Finished: 12/11/12

Comments: Look! A SWAT Kats fic after… yeah, it’s been a while.

I know I said that my AU fic “Prototype” was going to be a stand-alone story, but I think it’s going to become a series. Fun fact: Cougar (rank unknown, for now, but I’m going with captain here) happens to be a character that ‘SWAT Kats’ co-creator Christian Tremblay mentioned as being Jake and Chance’s trainer. We are to assume that he trained them while in the academy during their Enforcer days. I wanted to give the character a whirl and see if I can come up with more ideas for him.

Chapter 2

Pep Talk

“Burning the midnight oil again, I take it?”

Lt. Jake Clawson perked his ears to the familiar voice of his trainer. Sliding out from underneath the jet he was working on, he stood up and saluted.

“Captain Cougar. Just double-checking the instruments before tomorrow’s flight, Sir.”

Cougar chuckled. “No need for that, son. I’m just passing by before heading home.” The older tomkat passed a hand fondly over the jet’s nose. “Can’t stop saying it. She’s a real beauty. I can only imagine what it’s like to fly her.”

Jake smiled lightly. “The Turbokat’s really something. The instruments Puma Dyne provided are nothing like the ones in our regular jets.”

“Not that it’s stopped you from making a few tweaks, right?” Cougar grinned. “I saw some of your notes, kiddo. You’re giving Puma Dyne a run for their money.”

“I just couldn’t help myself. Puma Dyne’s original equipment wasn’t bringing out her true potential. The minute Chance and I saw her… well, I wanted to see what more she was capable of.”

“And, according to Chance, you two haven’t pushed her to the limit. Yet.”

Jake rubbed at the oil on his hands absentmindedly. “Maybe… Eventually… I don’t think you wanna see us fall apart mid flight.”

“Nope. Otherwise, I won’t hear the end of it from Feral.” Cougar balled his hands behind the small of his back and began pacing, bringing his voice down to a baritone. “I’ll have you know, Captain Cougar, that damages to the prototype cost the taxpayers more than what your salary is worth. It was clear that those two reckless hotshots got their delusions of grandeur from *you*, considering you *are* in charge of overseeing their skills.”

Snorting, Jake leaned against the jet. “And, just what would you say in response to that, O’ Reckless Hotshot Trainer?”

Cougar shrugged. “‘Oops.’” At Jake’s laughter, he clapped a hand against the smaller kat’s back. “Don’t lose sleep over it, kiddo. You’ll do fine tomorrow.” Waving, he turned to go. “And, make me proud! Ah, who am I kidding? You guys *always* make me proud.”

Watching the elder kat leave, Jake let out a soft sigh and looked at the Turbokat, gazing at his reflection on the shiny new coat of paint he and Chance had applied earlier. Frowning, he realized that a faint mask of black paint had fallen around his eyes.

“Yeah. It’s late.”

Reaching for a damp cloth, Jake rubbed at his face as he turned off the lights to the hangar.

Next Chapter

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Navigate This Author's Stories

Visit Author's Page