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Chapter 5: The Seemingly Endless Battle

When T-Bone landed the jet in their hangar and shot back the canopy, his partner leaped out and disappeared. Frowning in concern, T-Bone jumped down and tracked his friend by the sound of loud smacking and grunts.

In their workout area, Razor, still in his g-suit, slammed his bare fists into the heavy bag, setting it to swinging despite the chains holding it at top and bottom. His face was a rictus of raw anger and pain. Tears were falling past his mask unheeded.

His paws were going to be a bloody, sore mess when his fury was spent. T-Bone sighed in sorrow for his friend. He turned and left him alone. He headed for his locker and changed clothes then headed upstairs and back to their interrupted work.

It was a couple of hours later that he finished the two cars that had been waiting and took a break. He closed the garage door and went back downstairs. Going to the work out room, he snagged a first aid kit on the way then stepped into the room. The bag was smeared with blood and his partner sat on a weight bench with his head on his battered and bloody paws, staring hard at the floor, mask and helmet were off and laying next to him, his eyes dry and glazed.

"Hey, buddy." He said softly as he took a seat next to his friend. "Let me fix those paws of yours." He coaxed, as he gently pulled on one of them.

Razor sighed and hung his head but let his friend take his paw and begin to doctor it.

Treading carefully, Chance said, "We kinda guessed what must have happened, Jake. No one blames you, especially Feral. But, what you and Feral plan to do is wrong and you know it. It could really mess with your head and destroy us as a team. I can't begin to know how you feel. And Feral...gods...what he's in for...I kinda feel sorry for him and that's weird."

"It's mine too! But I'll have no say in it!" Jake said bitterly. He wouldn't discuss his plans for revenge.

"I know, I'm sorry. Perhaps, he'll change his mind when its here. Right now he's far too angry to think sensibly about it." Chance said quietly.

"Yeah, he might even lose it too. Herms don't carry them that well." His friend said gloomily.

Chance felt his throat tighten at that. Though it would be a kindness to have that happen, he'd been with his sister when she'd lost one of her kittens that way. She had been devastated and cried for days. Feral being male might not react the same way but whose to say? The loss of a life is still a bitter thing. The longer he carried it the more attached he might become or the more bitter. Either way, Feral was in for a miserable time and the distraction was obviously what Dark Kat had hoped for. Chance wasn't certain Dark Crud realized he'd opened a can of worms and his 'distractions' were even more focused on seeing him destroyed rather than let what happened pull them away from their goal.

"Jake, are you listening to me? You and Feral can't seek revenge that way. It'll destroy you both..." Chance pleaded as he finished with Jake's paws.

His partner leaped to his feet and clenched his fists tightly ignoring the pain.

"It's already destroying both of us!" He hissed furiously. "Our future hopes and dreams have been permanently altered because that pair of worthless creeps. I won't let them get away with it anymore. I've had it!" He stalked off not letting Chance say anything more.

Chance put away the first aid kit and slowly went back upstairs. He went to their break room and sat down at the couch. Jake was no where around. He sighed and flicked on the TV but didn't pay any attention to what was on the screen. His mind was too wrapped around the mess that was a fractured team.

Feral had seen to the clean up at the prison before heading back to his office. He never looked toward the Sergeant who was driving. He refused to speak with his niece as well.

Seeing Razor and knowing he felt terrible about the pregnancy didn't make him feel any better. It just brought home the fact that it wasn't just him that was trapped by this mess. He felt as if a trap was closing around him tighter and tighter. He wouldn't feel free until he caught those two and finished them. But in the depth of his soul, he knew he was only fooling himself. The pregnancy would still be there staring him in the face, requiring he deal with it. He shoved the unwanted thoughts away for the millionth time and focused on the work he had on his desk.

In an old mansion on the border of Megakat City and the Sandaval Federation, a certain ninja was watching his 'boss' plot the takeover of Megakat City. Months ago, he'd been recruited to be a part of Dark Kat's ninjas. It had taken almost a year of planning by his government, to train him and build his reputation so that he'd get noticed by the evil Kats head ninja that did the hiring.

His superiors at Sandaval Security Forces, had been seriously concerned, that if Dark Kat managed to actually take over Megakat City, their Federation could be next so they invested the money into making him the best spy possible to infiltrate Dark Kat's operation and try to stop him from within.

So far their plan had worked. No one suspected him of being anything but what he appeared to be. He had been a part of the requisition team to retrieve the electrical equipment their leader wanted when Feral came upon them. He was forced to help them capture the Commander.

It wasn't until the next day when he was required to haul the unconscious Feral and SWAT Kat Razor back to the warehouse they had robbed, that he learned what the evil Kat and mutant Lizard had done to the pair. It had sickened him.

He had always admired Commander Feral and the efforts he went to with inadequate resources to stop Dark Kat each time he made one of his mad efforts to take over the city. The fact the SWAT Kats managed to succeed and not the enforcers didn't sway his thinking at all. He felt Feral had been given the short end of the stick and still tried his damndest to win. His stick-to-it attitude was what he admired most about the tom, besides the fact that Feral was a rather handsome Kat. The additional info that the dark tom was a hermaphrodite just made him even more desirable.

After learning what the evil pair had done he wanted to kill them both but he couldn't not yet. He still had to find out exactly what DK planned.. Whatever it was, it was huge. So despite his anger and disgust, he had to bide his time until he got all the information he could to bring down the pair of omegas.

While the undercover officer bided his time, Viper hit the city again. This time he managed to do something really devastating in terms of causing panic. He poured his mutagen formula into the water supply of the Megakat Zoo late one night.

The next morning, as the zoo opened to the public, the Katizens and zoo keepers were confronted with oversized and altered zoo animals. Giant, weird looking elephant lizards, screamed and charged through cages that had been opened allowing them to run rampant. Giant snakes, reptiles of all descriptions slithered and crawled under Kats feet and bite them as well as monkeys changed into leaping frog-like creatures that also bite Katizens turning them into reptile creatures, spreading even more chaos. It was fortunate that there hadn't been time for too many Katizens to have entered the park but the zoo keepers weren't so lucky.

Feral rushed to the Bio-Tech Labs within Enforcer Headquarters to notify Dr. Conway that he needed to produce more anti-mutagen gas. He sent Felina to get the chemicals the doctor would need while he went to the site of the disaster to try and head off a stampede into the city proper.

With a phalanx of tanks, he was able to set up a barrier to keep the animals confined to the zoo property as well as the transformed Katizens. The SWAT Kats showed up to use non-lethal methods to corral the larger creatures and watch for any break outs from their aerial perch above the zoo grounds. Feral didn't chase them off because his forces were stretched too thin and any help, even their's, was needed.

"Uncle, I have the anti-mutagen gas. I'm on the way to your location." Felina called from the heavy cargo chopper she was flying with the tanks slung below her on cables.

"Perfect! Are you able to eject the gas?" Her uncle asked over their radio.

"No. I can only bring it there. They have to be exploded to spread the gas!" She told him.

"I can do that, Lieutenant." Razor's voice broke in. "Just get here and take a hover position over the center of the zoo and go to a height of a hundred and twenty-five feet. I'll do the rest. Be prepared for the sudden lift when your weight is lightened." He told her.

"Roger!"

"Just be sure she isn't caught in the explosion, SWAT Kat!" Feral barked into his radio.

"She won't, Commander!" Razor said with certainty.

Some ten minutes later, Felina hove into view. The chopper wallowed heavily as it moved into place then moved upward until she reached the desired height. When she stopped and went to hover mode, T-Bone brought the jet into position.

"Hold her steady, T-Bone!" Razor said tightly as he readied to do a two step firing.

"Roger!" T-Bone answered as he placed the jet into hover mode.

"Buzz saw and two plain-old missiles away!" Razor shouted as he fired a spray of missiles.

The buzz saw missile cut the cable holding the tanks then the plain-old missiles exploded the falling tanks spraying their contents over the whole park. Where it touched the animal or Kat returned to normal.

Felina had to hold onto her control stick hard when her load vanished suddenly and sent her chopper bounding upward. It took her only a moment to regain control. She flew closer to where her uncle's command center was.

"Great job, Felina. Return to base." Her uncle told her.

"Roger, Uncle!" Felina acknowledged. "Great shot, Razor." She told the SWAT Kats before winging her way back to headquarters.

"You're welcome, lieutenant." Razor said.

The SWAT Kats stayed until all the animals had been rounded up then took off for home. Feral was tired and sweaty by the time the mess had been cleared up. He took a quick shower in his private bathroom in his office before sitting down and taking care of the report for the incident and eating a late meal provided by his Sergeant.

He really should leave it for the morning, but then he would never stay on top of the never ending paperwork that was obscenely extensive due to these increased attacks. It didn't help that he was more tired than normal. The pregnancy was taking its toll. The enforcer chief medical officer was becoming concerned. He was on his way home but decided to check and see if the Commander was still in. He wasn't surprised to find he still was.

"Commander, you need to get some rest. Your body is making heavier demands on you to support the kitten. You're heading for a collapse. Do you want to spend time in the hospital because you wouldn't take time to rest now?" Dr. Mewser demanded, at his wits end.

He was used to dealing with the stubborn Kat but this...this had done something to make Feral more driven. He could see the hidden fury in his eyes and didn't know what caused it since no one had told him how the big tom had gotten pregnant. That it hadn't been a happy accident was obvious but that fury...that told him something truly bad had happened. It was driving this Kat onward disregarding his health or that of the precious cargo he carried.

"This city is under active siege from Dark Kat and Dr. Viper. I can't take time to rest while they are on the loose. Everyone is tired and frustrated. I just don't have the time." Feral snapped coldly.

"Then you'll lose the kitten!" Dr. Mewser said bluntly. "Herms don't carry pregnancies well in the first place and the demands you're making on your body will shove you over the danger zone."

Feral growled. He actually didn't care if he lost it. It was unwanted and a constant reminder of its conception.

When Feral didn't respond, Mewser threw up his paws in anguished frustration and left the Commander's office in a huff. He nearly ran down Felina as she arrived to try and coax her uncle to go home or at least use one of the temporary quarters to rest.

"Dr. Mewser! What's wrong?" Felina asked the angry doctor.

"The Commander could try the patience of a saint." He said bitingly. "I've been trying to get him to get some rest. He's endangering himself and the kitten but he refuses to listen. Mark me, he's going to collapse if he doesn't rest and there's a good chance he could miscarry." He warned.

"Yes, I know. I was just going to try and get him to relax for a little while." Felina said, trying to soothe the doctor.

"I wish you good luck with that!" He said in disgust and continued on to the elevators.

Sighing, Felina went on to her uncle's office door. She paused for a bit. She really didn't know if she could convince him either but she had to try. She didn't want to upset the doctor by telling him that her uncle didn't want the kitten.

She entered his office but didn't get a chance to say anything when his radio and hers toned. Feral pulled his radio to himself and barked into it.

"Feral!"

"Sir, there's been a report of a major fire at the MASA Center. One of the booster rockets had somehow caught fire and it was fully loaded with fuel. It's a mess! Fire and rescue are arriving on scene." The dispatch reported.

"Acknowledged! I'll be there immediately." Feral responded and noted Felina was standing near his door. He gave her a look.

"I'll get your chopper ready, uncle!" She said briskly, turning and running for the flight line.

Sighing tiredly, Feral got up from his desk, locked up the more sensitive documents and went to put his coat back on. He locked his office and made for the elevator. He wouldn't be getting to bed until probably close to midnight.