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Chapter Two
“Talking”
‘Thoughts or Thinking’
Also I want to thank Ulyferal for being my beta-reader and give me the name for the new hero. Also I will be adding a few characters of my own so if you want to borrow them you have to ask first! Disclaimed I don’t own the SWAT Kats!
Professor Hackle was walking along the beach shore with a new robot he was testing when it spotted something a few feet away. Hackle pushed his glasses up to get a better look at what his robot was pointing at. It was a body, a she-kat with dark brown fur and short black hair wearing a sopping wet enforcer uniform.
"Oh, my! James please pick her up and carry her back to my lab." Professor Hackle ordered in shocked dismay.
"Yes, Professor." said James in its electronic voice. Doing as the Professor had asked, James picked up the unconscious she-kat and followed the limping inventor back to his lab.
Many hours later a groan escaped the she-kat's lips. Her eyes tried to open and focus on a ceiling that seemed to spin. Turning her head slowly to the right, she could see Professor Hackle watching something on a TV built into the wall. Ann Gora of Kat’s Eye News was giving a report.
"This is Ann Gora reporting to you from Kat’s Eye News on the sudden passing of Commander Ulysses Feral who had been kidnaped yesterday morning by Dark Kat and Dr. Viper. The SWAT Kats attempted to rescue Commander Feral but lost him over the bay during a battle with Dr. Viper’s mutants. A search of the bay for the missing commander failed to turn up his body."
Feral didn’t hear the rest of what Ann had to say. ‘I’m dead?!! But that can’t be! I’m right here!’ Feral shook his head in disbelief. He was so shaken, he tried to sit up but halted abruptly with a small yelp of pain.
"Are you alright, Miss?" asked a robotic voice.
A robotic kat stood over Feral, its scanners checking to see if anything was wrong. For a second, Feral thought it was one of the metallikats but a closer look told him that, though it was similar, it was not one of them. It was as tall as Molly but male like her husband.
"Who are you?" asked Feral.
"I’m called James and who are you?" James asked politely.
"Commander Ulysses Feral." He answered.
"That is incorrect." said James.
"What? But I’m Ulysses Feral." Feral insisted angrily.
"That is incorrect. Commander Ulysses Feral is dead and is male. You are female." James said firmly.
"NO! You stupid can opener! I’m Ulysses Feral! And I’m male not female!" growled Feral.
"This one doesn’t understand." James said confused.
Before Feral could respond, Professor Hackle had turned around to see what was going on and saw the she-kat had awaken and was talking to James.
"Ah, you are wake. How do you feel?" asked Professor Hackle coming to her side.
"There's some pain in my back and I’m confused. Hackle, how did I get here? Where are the SWAT Kats?" asked Feral
"You were washed up on my beach yesterday. I had James here bring you to my lab. As for the SWAT Kats they are in the city. Now about that pain in your back...could you sit up?" asked Hackle gently.
"I’ll try." Groaning Feral struggled to sit up gasping in pain, vaguely realizing he had no clothes on.
James quickly aided him in sitting up. Professor Hackle carefully looked at Feral’s back. There were at least three, large and unusual rose thorns sticking into her back leaking some kind of purple liquid onto her fur and most likely into her bloodstream as well. Hackle gently removed them but it still caused Feral a bit of discomfort.
"There, that’s it. That should stop the pain. I’ll need to take a blood sample and send it to my friend Dr.Konway to find out what these things may have done to you." Said Hackle carefully holding the container with the thorns.
"I’ll give it to him. I have to get back to my enforcers and show them I’m not dead." said Feral trying to move out of James’ grip.
"Now wait a minute, young lady. Your enforcers? I think your memory may have been scrambled a bit." said Hackle signaling to James to stop her.
Feral struggled growling and hissing but was no match for the robot’s super strength. James gently prevented him from trying to get up.
"Hackle, it's me! Feral!" said Feral now trying to kick James as he tried again to get up.
"Feral? That’s impossible, my dear. Feral has passed away." said Hackle staring at her with dismay.
"No! I’m right here! I’m not dead!" said Feral starting to panic.
Something was very wrong and he wasn’t liking it a bit. Professor Hackle looked a bit more closely at the she-kat. She did bare a striking resemblance to the Commander if Feral had been born female. And, now that he thought about it, the uniform she had been wearing had been of a higher ranking enforcer.
"If what you''re saying is true. Then could you tell me how this happened to you?" asked Hackle shaking his head in amazement.
"I was on my way to Enforcer Headquarters when Dark Kat’s creeplings and Viper’s mutants ambushed me. One of them knocked me out. When I woke up some time later, I was in an abandoned facility where Dark Kat and Dr. Viper were hiding. They injected some kind of virus into me. They told me I was a test subject and that they planned on using it on the SWAT Kats next if it worked on me." He explained.
"Is that so?" said Hackle thinking over what Feral was saying.
"Yes, the stuff was causing me a lot of pain. I was hurting soo much I barely realized the SWAT Kats had shown up. I think they beat the creeplings and mutants that were sent after them. Then they set me free. The pain was bad as they dragged me out of there. As we were escaping in the jet, I could tell they were in a fight with something probably some of Viper’s mutants. Something dripped down onto the deck and melted the floor. I tried to avoid it then suddenly I was falling. Everything after that is a blank.”
Professor Hackle rubbed his chin a bit but what Feral had said made perfect sense and explained his present predicament. It would be something those two criminals would have done and her explanation was too detailed to have been made up. Despite his new appearance this was indeed the Commander.
"I believe you, Commander. But I’m afraid those two criminals have done something very bad to you. They’ve succeeded in changing your gender.” Professor Hackle said gently trying to convey the bad news carefully.
"What are you talking about? First that stupid can opener of yours calls me Miss now you say I’m female? Are you nuts or do you need to change your glasses?" Feral said angrily though becoming a little afraid.
Hackle eyed him sadly and asked James to bring a mirror. Meanwhile he gently lifted the sheet covering the Commander a little. Feral looked down and was appalled to see female breasts. Jerking the sheet close, he looked up as James brought a large mirror and held it for him to see himself in. What he saw was a strange version of his face. It was more heart shaped and softer looking. He raised an arm and the image raised its arm too. He stared gape-jawed at the feminine image of himself in horror. He was a she!
"What has happened to me!?" Feral whispered, her throat tight. ‘Crud, this can’t be me!’ She thought shaking her head back and forth in disbelief. She looked mutely at the Professor, her face reflecting her rising fear and shock...her paws clutching the sheet tightly.
"I’m not sure. The virus was possibly supposed to change you alright but I ‘m not certain this was the result Dark Kat and Dr. Viper had in mind." said Hackle very sorry for the Commander’s plight.
“I need to get a blood sample off to Dr. Konway right away so that we can discover just what has happened to you and if there is a cure to change you back.” He said trying to give Feral some hope.
“Crud, I hope so.” Feral answered in resignation. As Hackle was drawing blood, a Kat’s Eye News report flashed onto the screen again, this time with Lt. Commander Steel standing by Ann Gora. An anguished Felina standing behind him.
"This is Ann Gora reporting to you live form Enforcer Headquarters. It has been announced that Lt. Commander Steel has been made the new Chief Enforcer of Megakat City..." Ann was turning to Steel. Professor Hackle quickly flicked off the screen as Feral exploded in anger.
"What?! That bonehead couldn’t lead if his life depended on it. Hackle I need clothes now!" said Feral growling as she got to her feet holding the sheet close.
"Commander, wait! No one is going to believe you are Commander Feral in your present condition." said Hackle stopping Feral right in her tracks.
"Crud, you’re right. No ones going to believe me." said Feral looking down at her body and frowning at it.
"Commander, I’m sure your very intelligent niece will keep anything bad from happening.” Hackle said trying to reassure the now ex-chief enforcer.
"I trust my niece to try but with Steel in charge there’s just no telling what a mess he’ll make of things." Feral said truly upset and worried about the city’s safety.
"Hmm, perhaps you could work on the sidelines till a cure is found." Hackle mused.
"Like the SWAT Kats? I’ll hang myself by my tail before I become a vigilante." She snarled.
"But it may be the only way for you to continue to protect the city from your incompetent replacement.” Hackle protested.
Feral shook her head unwilling to change her principles, "I’ll wait and see how Steel runs things...maybe he won’t screw up...much."
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