Inside the lobby of city hall, Major Westland noted out of the corner of his eye the darkening sky and the Katizens looking upward. Frowning in concern, he left the Mayor in mid-word to move closer to the lobby doors.
He gaped in angry shock. “Oh, that’s all we need now!” he hissed as he brought his radio to his mouth. “This is Major Westland, Dark Kat is at city hall…… go to alert status alpha….. launch all squadrons asap.” He received quick acknowledgment.
Mayor Manx had come up to his side and was shaking with fear. “Oh no! What does Dark Kat want?”
“Don’t know, but I’m sure we’re going to find out really quick,” Westland said grimly.
Jenler was wondering the same thing as he stared up at the forbidding black airship. The protestors scattered in terror. The enforcers doing crowd control, allowed them to pass their lines to safety while they moved in closer to defend city hall.
The scientist was thinking perhaps he should be making tracks himself when a hatch opened on the ship and a cloud of creeplings of various sizes swooped down. The enforcers began to open fire on them.
Major Westland hurried outside to join his troops and added his weapon to the ones already shooting. He made for Jenler but was knocked down by a small phalanx of creeplings that surrounded the scientist and carried him off to the airship.
Jenler screamed in terror. At that moment, the SWAT Kats arrived. Razor fired on the backside of the ship, making it rock a moment. Their interference, unfortunately, didn’t save Jenler from vanishing within the ship.
Without waiting for the rest of his creeplings, Dark Kat closed the open hatch and sent his ship straight up. T-Bone sent the Turbokat after him, staying on his tail as the airship raced away.
Razor sprayed a variety of missiles at the fast moving airship without making much of a dent. Dark Kat had obviously fixed his shields to withstand Razor’s scrambler missiles. So, all they did was chase after the omega until he finally sent a missile that gave the SWAT Kats some tense minutes until they could destroy it. By then, Dark Kat had vanished with his prisoner.
“Crud!” T-Bone hissed, slamming his fist on his control panel.
“Jenler in Dark Kat’s paws is not a good thing!” Razor said darkly.
“Oh, I’m sure that’s an understatement!” the tabby said sarcastically as he turned the jet back for home.
“Better give Westland the bad news!” Razor said bitterly as he engaged his radio and got a hold of the temporary Commander.
“Ohh, he sounded really furious and disheartened,” T-Bone muttered more to himself than his partner after Westland signed off.
Razor didn’t comment. Whatever Dark Kat planned, it was a sure bet it would be really bad for the Katizens of this city. If they thought it was bad having four Kats being primitive animals, a whole city of them just didn’t bear thinking about.
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