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Chapter Five

“Talking”

‘Thoughts’

I want to thank Ulyferal for being my beta-reader and giving me Feral’s female name. Also I will be adding a few characters of my own so if you want to borrow them you will have to ask first! Disclaimer: I don’t own the SWAT Kats they belong to Hanna-Barbera!

It had only been a week and the media was still talking about her. ‘Crud, can’t they find anything better?’ Feral thought turning off the T.V.

“Commander?” James called.

“What is it?” Feral answered looking at the robot.

“The professor would like to see you.” He said politely.

“Alright, lead the way.” She said. Following James, Feral found herself being led to the room with the new armor. Hackle was standing near the jet looking it over.

“You wanted to see me, Professor?” Feral asked.

“Yes, I was wonder if you would test the jet for me. I just finished installing a new engine that will increase its speed at least five times that of an enforcer jet.”said Hackle

“I don’t know. Things didn’t go so well with the body armor.” Feral said dubiously.

“But Commander, the few tests you did on the armor were a success. You’re just unhappy because you were seen in it. It has great promise. It just needs to be completely tested. I’m just as certain about the jet’s future as well.”

Feral studied the jet. It looked almost like an enforcer one except smaller, more streamlined and it was only a single seater. It’s colors matched the body armor. The body was painted white and the wings and tail were blue.

“How fast is she?” asked Feral

“She can do Mach 5 in fifteen seconds. Her wings retract halfway for those tight places. The frame is made with anthracite, it has quick maneuverability, VTOL capable, and can be summoned remotely just like the Turbokat. Finally, it has a cloaking system just like the body armor and non-lethal armaments.” Hackle explained patting the jet’s side proudly.

“It sounds very impressive.” Feral said. “But the proof is in the testing.”

“There’s one more thing, Commander. The jet will only operate for the one wearing the body armor. That’s because it will only respond to the neural net signal from the armor. Impossible for the jet to be hijacked..” Hackle added.

“Well that’s certainly useful.” Feral said remembering how easily the Red Lynx was able to steal the brand new enforcers jet, ‘The Blue Manx.’

“So, Commander what do you say?” Hackle asked. “Willing to give it a try?”

“Alright. Give me a tour and a briefing on your new toy.” She said secretly itching to get into the air and fly this incredible jet. For the next thirty minutes, Hackle gave Feral a complete briefing of the jet’s capabilities then had her put on the body armor and climb aboard the jet to do a preflight and become familiar with its controls. Sitting in the cockpit, Feral, who had been a pilot for years, was floored by the complexity of the controls. It took her another thirty minutes to go over all the controls with Hackle before she felt comfortable enough to fly it.

“Wow! The Turbokat’s got nothing on this baby!” She grinned

“Uh, Professor, How do I get out?” Feral asked looking for a way to take the jet out.

“Don’t worry. The hangar doors are just opening now.” Hackle answered in amusement.

Feral glanced up and saw the right side of the room opening, the sun shining in. ‘Hackle sure thought of everything.’ She thought shaking her head

“Commander, VTOL when you are ready.” Hackle ordered quietly.

“Roger!” She set the controls and felt the jet smoothly lift into the air and out the opened roof door. As soon as she cleared the door and got some height she set it to forward motion turning the nose up for the stratosphere and punching it. The g’s sent her hard against her seat. In seconds she was miles above Hackle’s lab and staring at space rapidly approaching. She quickly pulled back the power and went to cruising speed. ‘Wow! That was incredible’ She thought in amazement.

Her instruments told her she was already nearing the desert south of Megakat City and she’d gotten there in less than five minutes. ‘Well she’s certainly as fast as the professor said she was.’ Feral mused as she slowed the jet and began to descend toward the desert floor. From his view below, the jet had taken off so quickly that it seemed to have vanished. Hackle was extremely pleased. There was only a faint vapor trail to indicate anything had left the lab.

“How is the jet doing, Commander?” Hackled asked from his control center where he monitored her flight.

“Like a dream. It moves quick and smooth.” Feral answered as she got into position to test the weapons only to discover none were loaded. She shrugged, ‘No matter, I’ll just test the jets other capabilities.’ She put the jet through a series of maneuvers; flying upside down, sharp turns, rolling, and racing through the cliffs and canyons that honeycombed this part of the desert.

Feral didn’t know it, but this was the same place the Turbokat did its training runs. The jet handled perfectly. She decided to return to the lab when there was a blip on her .

“Crud!!!!” Feral said sharply and quickly activated the cloaking system praying it really worked..

“Commander!? What’s wrong!?” Hackle asked in concern.

“My scanner just picked up the SWAT Kats. Just a sec...I’m turning on the cloaking device. Now we’ll see if it really works.” Feral said or to herself than the Professor.

“That’s all?... Commander, please restrain yourself for doing that again. You nearly gave this old kat a heart attack.” Hackle sighed in relief.

“Sorry, Professor. I just didn’t want the SWAT Kats to see me.” Feral said as she watched the Turbokat enter the area.

“Ah...so how is it working?” Hackle asked pleased that a perfect opportunity had come along to test it.

“Well so far it looks like they haven’t detected me. Looks like I activated it quick enough so they didn’t spot me and their scanner apparently doesn’t see me.” Feral concurred while keeping an eye on the arriving Turbokat and watching it go to VTOL.

“Do you think you can get close to them? It will be a good test of the cloak.” Hackle suggested.

“That’s a great idea!” Feral smirked, thinking of all those times the SWAT Kats had shown her up. ‘Pay back time!’ She crowed to herself.

“So, Razor, I think we’ve patrolled long enough, let’s head home.” T-Bone said preparing to turn back toward the city.

“Hold your horses, T-Bone. I want to test out this new missile I been working on.” Razor said halting him.

“Alright, buddy. But after this we need to head home.” T-Bone sighed and put the jet on VTOL.

“Roger, T-Bone.” Razor said readying the experimental missile for launch. Just before he pressed the key to launch a voice coming from their radio startled them.

“You two hot shot vigilantes having fun?” A distinctly feminine voice said.

“Who the heck is that?!” Razor and T-Bone said together in shock. They could see no other aircraft near them.

“Tsk, tsk! . Why did you fly all the way out here?... What are you planning?... Nothing illegal, I hope.” The voice continued.

“I don’t know who you are or how you found out our frequency but get off it!” T-Bone growled annoyed and still trying to find out where the voice was coming from.

“Ah, T-Bone I’m hurt. For you to think this is your frequency alone when you’re using the enforcer band is very arrogant.” The voice chided. Before T-Bone could snap back, Razor spoke up,

“Wait a sec, T-Bone. I think I’ve heard that voice before.”

“Oh, really? Do tell, SWAT Kat.” She said coolly.

T-Bone could feel himself getting angrier and angrier by the second. ‘Who does this she-kat think she is?’ He thought furiously then it clicked where he’d heard that voice before.

“You!” T-Bone gasped.

“Me.” Feral said trying hard not to laugh.She was really getting a perverse thrill out of goading the arrogant pilot.

“What are you doing here? And where are you?” Razor asked looking out the cockpit but seeing no one there or around them and rechecking and recalibrating his sensors trying to pick her up.

“That is none of your business and I have no desire to let you see me.” Feral answered keeping her jet hovering above them high enough that any sudden maneuver of theirs wouldn’t collide with her. As T-Bone was about to say something nasty back the enforcer band erupted with an emergency call.

“Attention all Enforcer patrols! Hard Drive has been reported breaking into Pumadyne and is trying to steal a prototype enforcer tank! Per Commander Steele’s orders all patrols are to stop him at all costs.”

“That our cue T-Bone!” Razor shouted.

“Copy that, Razor. Heading for Pumadyne.” T-Bone concurred, turning the Turbokat toward Pumadyne at top speed. As they were speeding to their destination, T-Bone realized they no longer heard the mysterious ‘new hero’s’ voice any longer.

“Hey, you still out there? Are you with us or did you get cold feet?” T-Bone said sarcastically.

Feral gritted her teeth trying to control her anger. ‘Just leave!’ She told herself as she sat there indecisively. Suddenly an enforcer burst in calling for help. It was Felina.

“This is Lt. Feral! We need backup! Hard Drive has succeeded in stealing the tank and is keeping us off with ease! We’re not able to stop it.” Felina barked into the mike. Laser fire could be heard over the radio.

‘Felina!... Damn it, what do I do?’ Feral thought anxiously...should she return to the lab or go to Felina’s assistance. What if something happened to her niece?...but if she answered the call, she might as say farewell to her career as Chief Enforcer...’ Before she could make a decision another voice broke in on the radio.

“This is Commander Steel. Lt. Feral, you have enough enforcers with you! You can handle this!” He told her sharply.

“But, sir...!” Felina began to object.

“No buts! And don’t destroy that tank! Understood?” Steel growled angrily.

“Yes sir...Understood.” She said tightly.

‘That’s it! If Steel won’t give her the backup she needs then I will!’ Feral snarled making her decision, dropping her cloak, she sent her jet after the Turbokat and was soon passing it in almost a blur.

“You hot shots are dragging your tails...move it...or lose it...!” She shouted at them as she left them behind.

T-Bone pushed forward the throttles on his jet and shouted back “Hey, who do you think you are trying to give us orders?!” He snarled.

“I just did! What’s the matter? Can’t you two go any faster?” She snapped back at them, almost to Pumadyne.

“We’re going at our top speed and she’s leaving us behind.” Razor said in shock. “Why does she want to get to Pumadyne so badly?”

“I’ll remember to ask her when we catch up to her!” T-Bone gritted angrily.

Feral only growled at that comment but didn’t bother to answer as she concentrated on getting to Felina as fast as she could. At Pumadyne, Felina Feral cursed as Hard Drive took out three enforcer tanks leaving only five left and her own. ‘Damn that Steel!’ Felina muttered viciously. She was standing on top of a tank behind the line of enforcer tanks she had arrayed a short distance from the ruined front gates of the research center trying to keep Hard Drive from escaping to the city. There were barely succeeding. She had nothing that could penetrate the shield the prototype had. She had to do something before he managed to finish off her tanks.

“Sragnet, take over! I’m going to stop this thing myself.” Felina ordered her second in command.

“Lt. Feral, no!” Sragnet exclaimed, concerned. Felina ignored him, taking a bazooka with her as she jumped down from her tank and ran toward the prototype. She could see her tanks trying to stop Hard Drive but he sent two missiles ridding himself of two more of them. ‘I just have one shot.’ Felina muttered as she stood in the line of fire waiting for the right moment to shoot.

“Well, well. Lt.Feral. Oh, you making this to easy.” Hard Drive sniggered as he targeted Felina standing directly in front of his tank.

“Come on, come on...got you!” Felina gritted as she pulled the trigger on the bazooka. The missile hit the tank dead on. For a moment it seem to have halted it but as the smoke cleared and the prototype came out rolling toward her without even a scratch on it. Inside Hard Drive was laughing.

“Good-bye, Lt. Feral” He said firing a missile. The ground exploded leaving a large hole where the lieutenant had been standing. Hard Drive laughed thinking he’d bested her. He concentrated on driving the tank to a new destination ignoring the last enforcer tanks trying to stop him. ‘Now for Enforcer Headquarters.’ Hard Drive smirked to himself.

“Oh, crud, That was smart.” Felina grunted, a hand on her head that still rang from the closeness of the explosion.

“I’ll say. Don’t you know when or how to stay put?” The armored she-kat that was holding Felina in her arms, snapped, relieved she’d gotten Felina out in time.

“You! You’ve returned!” Felina exclaimed pleased and surprised as she was set back on her feet.

“For the moment, it seems. Any ideas on how to stop him?” Feral asked forestalling anymore questions from her niece.

“None! We’ve tried everything! If only I had more backup! But Commander Steel...!” Felina groused before being cut off.

“Don’t worry about him. We have bigger problems.” Feral said concentrating on the problem at hand. Feral’s sensors indicated the prototype’s shields were down. ‘Hard Drive thinks he in the clear.’ She muttered, “Well let’s see how he handles this...” She punched in a code on her armor.

She ran toward the tank, catching it easily. Drawing back her fist she rammed it into the fuel reservoir of the tank. It spilled fuel down the road until the tank stalled a block away. Hard Drive slammed his fist into the controls when the gauge said empty. He heard a thump on the body of the tank, Hard Drive looked outside his windshield and saw it was that she-kat that had been on the news for the past week.

“Oh, no! It’s bad enough having the SWAT Kats interfere! I’m taking you out!” Hard Drive cursed, aiming the cannons at her armored form.

Feral saw what Hard Drive was about to do. Releasing her saber sword, Feral moved forward quickly, raised up the sword and came down cleanly severing the cannons from the tank. Twisting her body smoothly, she raised the sword again and brought it down into the windshield of the tank.

Hard Drive screamed and ducked back to avoid the shattered glass. Not giving Hard Drive time to recover she reached into the broken window pulling him through it and tossing him a good ten feet knocking him out. The surviving enforcers ran up and took the criminal into custody. Seeing the enforcers had Hard Drive well in paw, Feral turned to make for her jet when a voice called out stopping her.

“Wait!” Felina shouted, the SWAT Kats coming up behind her.

“You two finally got here? What took you so long?...Traffic?” Feral couldn’t resist saying.

“Hey! We got here just as you punched through that tank.” T-Bone snarled, ‘This she-kat really knows how to push my buttons!’ He thought angrily trying to rein in his temper.

“Seeing you punch that tank we figured you could handle it. It looks like we’re not needed here, T-Bone. Let’s head back.” Razor pragmatically.

“Roger that, Buddy.” T-Bone said glaring a bit over his shoulder at the strange female.

“Wait a sec, guys. I want to thank the three of you for saving my ass back there.” Felina told them gratefully.

“Hey, no problem. It’s all in a days work.” Razor said waving the thanks off.

“More like mine.” Feral interjected smugly.

“Hey! Just because you saved the Lieutenant twice doesn’t mean you can get cocky!” T-Bone growled the stranger getting under his skin.

“Right back at ya, hot shot.” She couldn’t resist smirking.

“Why you...!” T-Bone said clenching his fists and shoving his face into Feral’s.

“That enough, both of you!” Felina said stepping between T-Bone and Feral. “As for you,” Felina said turning to Feral, “What do we call you?”

“It’s...uh...Valkyrie.” Feral said remembering the name from somewhere.

“That’s a stupid name.” T-Bone said nastily.

“T-Bone!” Razor said disappointed in his partner’s manners.

“Oh, and T-Bone’s better? Sounds more like take out food to me.” Feral said viciously.

“That’s it! You’ve pushed me too far!” T-Bone snapped and lunged at her.

“T-Bone, cool it!” Razor shouted angrily grabbing his friend. Feral only huffed at him then turned away and ignored T-Bone’s shouted insults. Being female seemed to have quieted her hair trigger a lot so she no longer was easy to bait.

“Something I can do for you, Lieutenant?” She asked when she realized Felina was following her.

“It’s about yesterday...” Felina started to say hesitantly.

“Sorry for interfering. I’ll try not to in the future.” Feral said quickly.

“Don’t be! If you hadn’t shown up I would be dead. Thanks for saving my life, Valkyrie.” Felina held out her paw again as a sign of trust hoping Feral would take it this time. Feral looked at her niece’s paw then took it reluctantly.

Felina gave an encouraging smile. Feral then remembered something that she could give Felina. Pushing a button on her left leg a sort of opening was revealed. She took something out of it and handed it to her niece.

“Take this. In case Steel doesn’t send backup again or the SWAT Kats aren’t around you can summon me.” Feral said quietly.

“A communicator?” Felina said in surprise.

“It has it’s own frequency so it can’t be traced. You can use it if you want to.” She answered.

“Don’t worry, I will. Thank you!” Felina said gratefully.

Feral nodded then push the cloaking button causing her to disappear right in front of Felina’s eyes. Once back in the jet Feral headed back to Professor Hackle’s lab.

“Commander?” Hackle called in concern.

“Yes, Professor?” She answered as she piloted the jet home.

“Where have you been? I been trying to reach you.” He asked.

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you when I get back.” Feral sighed.
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