Original SWAT Kats Story

Mad World

By Tigerkat

  • 6 Chapters
  • 8,665 Words

When a young Enforcer studying ways to counteract magical attacks manages to destroy half of Enforcer HQ, he finds himself sentenced to the salvage yard to work off his debts. Even as Chance and Jake debate how to keep their secret from the newcomer, further problems arise when Mad Kat’s kat-in-the-box is stolen. (6 Chapters – Complete)

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Chapter 3

It Begins

His thoughts were interrupted when the jet started to lift off the ground. Tai quickly closed the bottom of the jet and sat in the corner to brace himself.

Oh, kats alive, he thought, I’ve never been on a jet before! This is going to be rough.

The Turbokat shot from the Salvage yard. It soared through the air, heading toward where Hard Drive was last sighted. As they passed a row of buildings, Hard Drive’s ship came into view.

“There he is!” Razor said. “Why’s he out in the open?”

“Who cares? Just makes it easier to find him,” T-bone replied. The burly kat flipped on the radio to Hard Drive’s frequency.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the SWAT Kats,” the villain’s voice mocked.

“Let’s get this over with,” T-bone said as he chased after the jet.

“Right. Chain missiles, locked on,” Razor said as the targeting scope zoned in on the enemy jet. “Deploy!”
The missiles shot out towards the jet. The tops broke off to reveal three-clawed bolas. They were close to the jet when it ducked right under them.

“Stupid pests! Just by watching you, my new computer can successfully predict your feeble tricks. There’s no way you can catch me. Hahaha.”

“T-bone, let’s take that root; we can cut him off,” Razor suggested.

“It won’t work, Razor. We tried cutting him off. It didn’t work. Stupid computer!!” T-bone yelled.

Computer? Tai thought as he listened to the kats.

A sly smile creased his face.

I have a plan, he thought as he began feeling his pockets, finding what he was looking for. He pulled out a small, hand held computer.

I really need to empty my pockets before I go to bed. Oh well, I’ll worry about that later.

Opening the computer, he started typing and finally got to the main access screen for Hard Drive’s jet.

The screen began to blink the word PASSWORD.

Password? Hmm, let’s see. Hard Drive, Hard Drive, what would his password be?

He then typed in the word ELECTRIC.

The screen blinked the words PASSWORD ACCEPTED and gave him access to the entire system.

“Kinda predictable,” Tai said in a disappointed voice.

Typing on the keyboard, he began to mess around with the controls.

“Ok, we turn this off. Fire wall this, switch this on and put a few viruses here, here and here. He stopped and listened to the radio in the cockpit.

“Ah, what’s happening? Someone’s messing with my systems. No, no!!!! Ahhhh” Hard-Drive screamed as his jet shut down and crashed into the street.

“WHOA! WHAT HAPPENED?” T-bone yelled in surprise.

“I don’t know. Maybe his systems were corrupt,” Razor answered.

“Oh well, the enforcers are coming anyways. Better get back before the kid wakes up,” T-bone said as the jet turned around and went back to the hangar.

When the jet was safely landed in the hangar, both kats jumped out and were about to change when they heard a sound in the jet.

“What was that?” Razor said.

“I’ll check it out,” T-bone replied as he walked to the Turbokat and opened the bottom. He jumped back as Tai walked out, leaning on the wall for support.

“Ahh, I hate flying,” Tai said weakly.

Both kats’ jaws dropped as they saw the stowaway stumble around and finally gain his balance.

Turning around to Razor, “Holy kats!!! What is he doing here!?” T-bone whispered franticly.

“He must have found out. What are we gonna do?” Razor answered, worried.

“This isn’t going to be good, but we’ll have to knock him out.”


“If we knock him out and put him back in his bed, he’ll think it’s a dream.”

“I guess we haven’t really got a choice.”

T-bone turned and swung at Tai with his right, only to find that the small kat easily blocked it.

The kat spun on his right heel and smashed T-bone with his left, sending him into the wall.

“Come on, that was too easy,” Tai said while getting into stance.

Razor leapt into the air and went to drop kick the kat, when his foot was caught mid-air.

“What to do, what to do?” Tai said in a mocking voice as he began to spin, swinging Razor and throwing him.

“The kid’s good,” T-bone said after recovering.

He started running at the kat to tackle him when Tai jumped into the air and hand sprigged over him, sending T-bone crashing.
Tai turned just in time to dodge one of Razor’s kicks.

“Yeah, he is,” Razor said as he sent a barrage of kicks and punches at Tai, watching him dodge and block each one.

“You guys need more practice,” Tai smirked.

“No, I just needed to distract you,” Razor replied as T-bone came from behind and began squeezing Tai.

“Ahhh. Chance… Jake… STOP… PLEASE!!!” the red kat begged as pain coursed through his body.

Hearing his real name called, T-bone dropped the kat and watched him gasp for breath.

“Great, he knows it’s us,” T-bone said while taking off his mask.

“Holy kats,” Razor said while following Chance’s example.

Tai collapsed onto the ground, still breathing slowly. “Man, I think you broke a few ribs,” the red kat complained.

“What are you doing here?” Chance said angrily.

“I didn’t mean to; I just sort of came across it,” Tai replied, still trying to fill his lungs.

“Chance, we better take him to bed. We can talk about this tomorrow,” Jake said while walking to the ladder.

“Alright,” Chance said, picking up Tai and climbing the ladder.

Meanwhile, in another part of town, a kat was having trouble thinking of a pitch for his new comic series.

“Crud!!” the kat yelled as he threw another wad of paper, “I can’t think of anything!! I’m going to be fired for sure. And, on top of that…” The kat looked over to the kat in a box he stole earlier. “I’m going to get in trouble for stealing. I don’t even know why I wanted it.”

That was true. He went to the antique shop to blow off a few bucks when he saw it, a yellow and orange kat in the box sitting on the shelf. He tried to make a deal for it, but the shop owner kept saying it wasn’t for sale. But, the kat just had to have it. So, when the shop owner wasn’t looking, he snatched it and walked right out of the store.

“Stupid, ugly thing. I don’t even think it works.”

He began to wind it, hearing the childhood melody until the top popped open and the head sprang out. The head was half yellow and half orange, with two little arms and three bells coming of his head.

“Just as I thought, ugly,” the kat complained.

“Who are you calling ugly? Ugly,” the head joked.

The kat walked a few steps back, stunned from hearing the toy talk. “You… you can talk!?!?”

“Yeah. I’m surprised you can talk as well,” the head replied while looking at the trashcan filled with failed drawings. “But, it looks like you can’t draw.”

“What do you know!!!” the kat screamed.

“I know how to make art,” the head said.

“Who are you?” the kat questioned.

“Name’s Madkat. I’m…” the head stopped, thinking up a clever plan. “I’m the spirit of creativity. I can inspire and create great works of art. You know the kat who painted that masterpiece on the ceiling of a church?”


“I made him do it. And, look at him, he’s famous.”

“And, you can do that for me?”

“Yeah,” the toy said with a sinister smile. “I’ll make you a comic so great, it will surpass that of Super Kat.”

“Ok, please help me! Ill do anything,” the kat said in excitement.

“Anything?” Madkat questioned.

“Anything, just say the word.”

“Ok, lend me your body, and I’ll make you a legend.”

“Yes, do it. Make my comic one that the world will never forget,” that kat said as a blue light enveloped him and the kat in the box, merging them together.

When the light faded, there stood a large, well-built kat. His fur was half yellow on one side and half orange on the other, switching back and forth on his body. He had glowing green eyes and a jester hat with three bells coming off of it.

“Oh yes,” Madkat snickered, “it’ll be a comic no one will forget.”

Sitting at the art table and turning his rod into a pen, he began to draw.

“This will be a comic that really rots the brain. Hehehe..HAHAHAHAHA.”

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