>Tazura
>I'm Back!!! This story takes place three weeks after my first story "Chaos 
>and Turmoil" so a few things might be explained if you read that first, but 
>if you don't, your loss. This starts before the SWAT Kat series from a 
>certain kat's point of  view and I will include a few of the episodes in 
>this, but not many since I can't remember all of them or what order they're 
>in. This also includes small summaries of my friend, Jade's, first three 
>stories so hopefully, you'll read hers before reading this one. If not 
>before, after. All the information in this story that doesn't relate 
>directly to an episode or a story is totally made up by me for 
>entertainment purposes only. The dates I just put on to give a sense 
>of time passing. Please write me and tell me what you think, 
>but one word of warning: all flaming will be read and then burned! All 
>characters are the property of whomever owns them, but the plot is 
>definitely mine! Enjoy!
>
>
>Skeletons in the Closet
>By: Tazura Avey
>
>	Felina smiled as Chance pulled another box out of her storage closet 
>and continued rummaging thought the box in front of her. Chance grunted as 
>he carefully placed the box on the floor close by her and shook his head. 
>	"What do you have in here, lead?" he asked, wiping his forehead.
>	Felina laughed and stood up, dusting off her jeans. "No but I do 
>have allot of junk in these things," she stated, stepping over a box. Her 
>foot came down on a roller skate and it shot out from under her. Shouting 
>in surprise, Felina fell down with her foot twisting around under her and 
>she cried out in pain. Instantly, Chance was at her side and helping her up.
>	"Here, let me look at that," he offered, setting her down on the 
>couch. He eased her shoe and sock off, causing her to wince, and shook his 
>head as her ankle began to swell. "I'm going to take you to the hospital 
>where they can look at this," he stated. 
>	Felina glanced at Chance, worried. "What about my uncle?" she 
>inquired as he scooped her up in his arms. "He's going to wonder why you 
>were in a position to bring me to a hospital."
>	Chance smiled. "I'll burn that bridge when we come to it," he replied,
>strolling out the door.
>	A half hour later, Chance was waiting for the doctors to get done 
>with Felina when a shadow fell over him and he looked up to see an angry 
>Commander Feral standing there. Chance got to his feet and stared up at the 
>tall Enforcer.
>	"Just what were you doing at my niece's apartment?" growled Feral, 
>his eyes flashing.
>	"Simple," replied Chance, his own voice bordering on a growl. 
>"Lieutenant Feral and Camilla forged a friendship after that incident with 
>Delvana and Turmoil, so Cammy wrote me a letter to forward to the lieutenant 
>since she didn't know Lieutenant Feral's address. I decided to deliver the 
>letter in person."
>	Before Commander Feral could say anything more, a nurse walked up, 
>pushing Felina in a wheelchair. Felina's right ankle was wrapped up and she 
>had a pair of crutches in her arms. 
>	"It's just a minor sprain that should heal in six weeks," stated the
>nurse. "But only if you stay off of it as much as possible." She shot a 
>glare at Feral and left the three kats.
>	Felina levered herself out of the wheelchair and stuck a crutch under
>each arm. "Well, I don't know about you kats, but I've got boxes to go 
>through," she announced, glancing at Chance. "If you would be kind enough to
>take me home, Mr. Furlong." Chance nodded and they left with Feral glaring
>after them.
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>	Felina groaned as she glanced in another box that Chance had placed 
>next to her on the floor. Since returning to her apartment, they had resumed
>the search through the boxes.
>	"What exactly are you looking for?" Chance finally asked as he wiped
>the dust from his paws.
>	"My uncle asked me to locate some plaques he earned as a younger 
>Enforcer and now wants to hang on his walls," she replied, tying her hair 
>back into a ponytail. 
>	Chance smiled and sat down next to her. "I think I'll give my back a 
>rest and help you look through some boxes," he offered. Felina pointed to a
>box she hadn't started on yet and he opened it, ready to begin his search.
>The first thing he saw was a black three-ringed binder with an upside down
>red triangle on a blue field. That's the emblem Jake and I sewed on our
>SWAT Kat g-suits, he thought as he picked up the binder. "Hey Felina," he 
>called. "Ever see this before?"
>	Felina glanced up and frowned at the folder. "No," she replied. "But 
>isn't that the emblem on you g-suit?" Chance nodded and a slip of paper fell
>out of the binder. He scooped it up and blinked in surprise. It was an 
>article about the first appearance of the SWAT Kats glued on a piece of 
>notebook paper with the words "Razor: Clawson, T-Bone: Furlong" written next
>to the article in Commander Feral's handwriting.
>	"What's wrong?" asked Felina, her frown deepening. Wordlessly, Chance
>handed her the article and watched as her brown eyes grew wide. "This means
>that my uncle knows about you," she whispered, staring at Chance. "But how
>did he figure it out?"
>	Chance gazed at the binder in his paws. "Looks like we'll just have to 
>read this and find out," he said in a soft voice.
>	Felina handed him back the article which he slipped between the 
>covers. "We'll have to do it later," she replied. "We still have plaques to 
>look for. Remember?"  Chance nodded and they continued searching the boxes.
>After several dusty hours of searching, they discovered a grand total of 
>three plaques and decided that the three were all they were going to find.
>They repacked the boxes with everything, except the plaques and binder, 
>before Chance replaced them in the storage closet.
>	"Now let's find out about this folder," stated Chance, helping Felina
>stand up.
>	She frowned. "Isn't that an invasion of privacy?" she asked. "I mean, 
>should we?"
>	Chance looked in Felina's eyes as they sat down on her couch. "I have
>to know if your uncle is going to come after Jake and I with arrest warrants
>Beautiful," he replied. She nodded in understanding and he opened the 
>binder.
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>(This part of the story is from Commander Feral's journal.)
>
>January 11, 1985
>	I made Commander today and am the youngest Commander the Enforcers 
>have had. I realize now that there are something's that even an Enforcer 
>Commander can't do when it comes to stopping crime. An Enforcer is just a 
>criminal with a badge if he starts breaking laws in the name of Justice. I
>hate to admit it but on several occasions, my paws will be tied by the very 
>laws I swore to uphold. I almost wonder if a pair of vigilantes could make
>more headway against the crime in Megakat City. I've seen some good 
>Enforcers seek a refuge in a bottle to escape from the crimes they wanted to 
>prevent but couldn't. Sometimes I'm tempted to join them.
>
>February 3, 1985
>	A new criminal has appeared. He calls himself Dr. Viper and looks 
>like a cross between a kat and a lizard. Obviously, the victim of a lab 
>accident that not only mutated his body, but warped his mind. He has 
>announced his desire to turn Megakat City into Megaswamp City. My Enforcers 
>were able to stop him this time, but will we be able to stop him again? He 
>managed to put ten officers in the hospital with various wounds before he 
>went down.
>
>February 7, 1985
>	Viper's escaped and went underground. He critically wounded the 
>guards that were stationed near his cell and I only hope they pull through. 
>One's a family kat and I don't want to tell a kitten that their father's 
>not coming home to them because of a nutcase.
>
>February 20, 1985
>	Strange imp-like creatures have been seen across Megakat City 
>stealing things, mainly scientific equipment or weapons, before they would 
>vanish. I'm beginning to get the feeling that another villain is starting 
>to mount his forces before he plays his hand.
>
>March 1, 1985
>	The villain has finally appeared and he calls himself Dark Kat. He 
>seems to be a type of criminal mastermind and the imp creatures are called 
>creeplings. Meyers discovered that they're poisonous when one bit him while 
>he was trying to get to Dark Kat. He died two hours later. I promised his 
>wife that I would do everything  in my power to bring Dark Kat to justice 
>and felt like a heel because we both knew that bringing that fiend in would 
>take a miracle.
>
>March 19, 1985
>	Just what this city doesn't need, two more criminals. This time it's 
>a husband and wife gangster team named Max and Molly Mange. They argue 
>between themselves but manage to pull off a heist and get away clean. I 
>don't think the Enforcers could stop these villains if they decided to team 
>up.
>
>April 13, 1985
>	Two new graduates from the Academy have caught my eye; pilot Chance 
>Furlong and weapon's expert Jake Clawson. Those two are a blessing in 
>disguise. Furlong can out fly any pilot on the squad with the exception of 
>myself and Clawson could hit a dime a mile off. They'll climb though the 
>ranks fast if I have anything to say about it.
>
>August 20, 1985
>	Those two hot-shots have really done it this time! We were chasing 
>Dark Kat in his new jet and they wouldn't back off to give me a clean shot 
>at him. Clawson claimed to have weapon's lock on Dark Kat but none of my 
>instruments showed a lock.  When I tried to get around their jet, Furlong 
>swiped his wing at my jet, but only succeeded in damaging his craft. When I 
>had regained control of my jet, Dark Kat had vanished, leaving only those 
>two to deal with. Their jet had crashed into the new Enforcer building, 
>severely damaging the roof pad. They tried to quite the force but I told 
>them that they were going to repay the city for the damage to the building 
>out of their paychecks. Then I shipped them off to Megakat City Junk Yard 
>where they'll work the debt off.
>
>September 15, 1985
>	Clawson and Furlong have re-opened the garage at the Junkyard to pull 
>in some extra cash. They even repaired an old tow truck out of parts that 
>they found around the yard. They've even managed to straighten up the yard 
>some. Unfortunately for them, it will be a long time before they can leave 
>the yard for good.
>
>November 11, 1985
>	Two vigilantes, calling themselves the SWAT Kats, appeared today 
>while the Enforcers were trying to take down Viper. He was escaping in a 
>stolen Enforcer jet when suddenly, this black and red jet appeared and 
>disabled Viper's jet with some type of fancy missile. Once both jets were 
>on the ground, the mystery jet's canopy popped open to reveal two kats with 
>red and blue g-suits and masks on. On one paw was a strange glove that had 
>what looked like miniature rocket launchers on the back of it. There was 
>something familiar about the way they leaped out of the jet and stood over 
>Viper, waiting for a group of Enforcers to take Viper away. It wasn't until 
>the taller one, T-Bone, tossed the Deputy Mayor a communicator and told her 
>to call them when trouble showed up, that I recognized the voice as 
>Furlong's.  Unfortunately, I didn't have any proof that Clawson and Furlong 
>were Razor and T-Bone except my word.
>
>December 6, 1985
>	After almost a month with the SWAT Kats helping the Enforcers, none 
>of the villains have been able to get very far in their plans, no matter 
>what those plans are. I realize now that those two can do allot more for the 
>city as vigilantes than as Enforcers. They won't have any trouble from me 
>in the way of a warrant, but I can't publicly support them or my position 
>as Commander could be brought into question.
>
>April 14, 1987
>	I'm proud to say that my niece, Felina is the first she-kat Enforcer 
>to graduate from the Academy. I don't know why more she-kats haven't 
>joined the ranks of the Enforcers, but Felina is a welcomed addition. I've 
>been keeping an eye on the yard and have noticed that about once a week, 
>Furlong and Clawson take the Turbokat out to a local canyon. One day I was 
>curious about where they keep their jet and when they went out to fly 
>through the canyon, I did a little bit of snooping on my own. That's when I 
>discovered the hatchway that lead into the old hanger. Those two have really
>fixed up the place to include a ramp that leads to the surface and a hidden
>entrance, not to mention the raisable platform where the Turbokat must set.
>
>June 5, 1987
>	One of Mayor Manx's brainstorms backfired today in the form of Viper.
>Manx wants to lease his new Megakat Tower to overseas investors but Viper
>took control of the building, determined to use it to release spores over 
>the city. Clawson managed to get in and distract Viper while Furlong grabbed
>some rocket coolant to dump on the vines. Miss Briggs was a help in taking
>Clawson to where Viper was. Needless to say, Manx wasn't happy about the 
>building.
>
>July 10, 1987
>	Max and Molly Mange escaped from Alkat-Traz and have reappeared as 
>robots. They've sworn vengeance against everyone who stopped them the first 
>time, including Manx who denied them parole. Turns out Miss Briggs was the
>one who did that deed and they tried to kill her. It makes me glad that we 
>have a pair of vigilantes on our side.
>
>July 27, 1987
>	The Metallikats are at it again. They managed to escape from Professor 
>Isaac Hackle who was going to reprogram them into a chauffeur and housemaid.
>After escaping from Hackle, they went to the Junkyard where they must have 
>discovered the exit ramp for the Turbokat because they somehow discovered 
>that Clawson and Furlong are Razor and T-Bone. Later when both the efforts 
>of the SWAT Kats and the Enforcers brought them down, they tried to use that
>information as a bargaining chip. Instead of accepting their proposition, I
>used another of Hackle's inventions to deactivate them. Miss Briggs was
>surprised that I wouldn't try to learn who the SWAT Kats were, but I stated
>that I don't deal with scum and left it at that. The look on her face was
>priceless.
>
>August 20, 1987
>	Dark Kat has made an appearance along with Hard Drive who stole the 
>blueprints to several new weapons and inventions. Then they lured Clawson 
>and Furlong into an abandoned factory while they took the Turbokat out to 
>commit their crimes in the guise of Clawson and Furlong. The Enforcers 
>finally found them at the factory and I went to arrest them like it was my 
>duty when they grabbed Miss Briggs to hold as a 'hostage' while they 
>escaped. Later, they not only managed to return the stolen money but Hard
>Drive as well.
>
>September 8, 1987
>	Felina's finally made 'lieutenant' which was more her hard work than
>the Feral name, I'm proud to say. She's truly made me proud. Now if I can
>only get rid of that power-hungry Steele. I made the mistake of putting him
>in charge when I snuck aboard Dark Kat's ship. I'm glad that Furlong and 
>Clawson were following me, because Dark Kat would have succeeded this time 
>thanks to Steele's pig-headedness. Dark Kat succeeded in building a bomb to
>use on Enforcer HQ, but Clawson managed to diffuse it before it landed on HQ.
>
>October 15, 1987
>	Talk about strange. There was this criminal who called herself 
>Turmoil. She had a vertigo ray with an all she-kat crew manning a hovercraft
>and she demanded payment or she wouldn't let us use the skies. The Enforcers 
>were unable to stop her, but Furlong flew rings around her pilots. It must 
>have impressed her, because she offered him command of her squadrons. He 
>pretended to agree but managed to rig her airship with explosives and 
>Clawson disabled the vertigo ray. Together, they managed to deliver Turmoil 
>and her crew to the Enforcers.
>
>November 15, 1987
>	It's finally happened; Dr. Viper, Dark Kat and the Metallikats have
>joined forces and kidnapped Manx and Miss Briggs. Clawson and Furlong 
>discovered this out before I did when they not only fought Viper and the 
>creeplings, but the Metallikats as well. The rest of us found out about the
>alliance when the criminals broadcasted their demands with proof of their
>hostages. Clawson and Furlong went out to help Miss Briggs and Manx and I
>tagged along disguised as a fishing kat. When I saw the Turbokat explode, I
>thought those two hot-shots had finally bought it until I noticed a dark 
>shadow moving under the water and realized that they were in a sub. While
>they kept the villains busy, I snuck into the factory and dropped the force
>field that held the now four prisoners, before I began firing on the 
>villains. Miss Briggs was a help in the fight while Manx cowered behind any 
>available cover. We escaped in the SWAT Kats' sub just as the factory blew. 
>Somehow I don't think that Viper, Dark Kat or the Metallikats are gone. Not
>by a long shot.
>
>March 10, 1989
>	Felina was rather disgusted at the idea of showing up at the Ball in a
>dress instead of her uniform. Turned out it was a blessing in disguise when
>Viper crashed the party and sent Felina out with his random demands 
>because he didn't recognize her as an Enforcer. She teamed up with the SWAT
>Kats and they managed to defeat Viper. Today, Felina was happy with a spring
>in her step that I didn't see last night. One of the cleaning kats wondered 
>if she injured herself because one of the towels in her apartment was 
>stained with blood. I guess Furlong was injured during the fight and Felina
>took him back to her apartment to tend to his injury. At least he managed
>to cheer her up.
>
>April 19, 1989
>	The Pastmaster showed up and whisked The SWAT Kats, Miss Briggs, Felina 
>and myself into the past where we were separated in time. Miss Briggs was
>the Pastmaster's prisoner in the Dark Ages; The SWAT Kats were stuck in the 
>Ice Age; and Felina and I were in a prehistoric jungle. Then we began 
>jumping back and forth through time, basically switching partners. That was 
>the first time I had been in the Turbokat and it is a very nice jet. Clawson
>and Furlong did a great job constructing it. When we finally managed to get 
>everyone together, thanks to Miss Briggs, she created a portal and
>all of us went home to the present. 
>
>June 7, 1987
>	Felina and Furlong broke up a smuggling ring tonight with Clawson and
>my help. It's a good thing that we managed to trail them because Leo Konclyn
>was threatening to drug and rape Felina. Furlong broke his ropes and 
>grabbed Konclyn around the neck. If Clawson and Felina hadn't been there,
>Furlong probably would have killed Konclyn. He must really care for Felina
>and I know if Furlong ever breaks her heart or mistreats her, there will be
>no place on this planet that he can hide from me. That's a promise.
>
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>	Chance glanced up as he closed the folder. In among the entries were 
>schematics for their various weapons, the Turbokat, and articles about 
>their exploits. All the articles had comments wrote beside them, either
>criticism or praise.
>	"Funny. I always thought Feral hated us so much, it was a religion for
>him," muttered Chance with a shake of his head. "Now we find something like
>this and it sheds a whole new light on his charming personality."
>	Felina nodded. "He must have suspected about us since the ball," she 
>replied, gazing out of her windows. The sun was setting behind the tall 
>skyscrapers of Megakat City and painting the sky with reds and oranges. "But
>what are we going to do about this book?" she inquired "We can't leave it 
>lying around, because if my place was ever robbed, the villains of this city
>would pay allot to get their hands on your secrets."
>	Chance shrugged. "Then let's return it," he suggested. "It is Feral's
>property anyway." He held it out to her. "I'll let you do the honors."
>	She smiled at him. "Thanks, Hot Shot," she whispered, kissing him as
>she took the folder from his paws. 
>	Chance glanced at his watch. "I hate to do this, Beautiful," he 
>apologized. "But I have to get going. We're testing a new missile that 
>Jake's came up with in the morning and he won't appreciate it if I run the
>Turbokat into a canyon wall." He stood up and kissed her one last time. 
>"I'll stop by tomorrow afternoon and you can tell me everything that 
>happened  between you and your uncle. Deal?"
>	"Only if you bring dinner," she retorted. "Otherwise, I might not let
>you in." Chance laughed and left with a backwards wave.
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>	Feral looked up in surprise as Felina hobbled into his office with a 
>crutch under one arm and a binder under the other.
>	"I thought the doctor told you to stay off of your ankle as much as
>possible, Lieutenant," he growled good-naturedly.
>	Felina smiled and laid the binder on his desk "I found this along with
>your plaques in those boxes," she explained. "This belongs to you and is too 
>important to four kats for it to be lying around my apartment. I thought it 
>would be better if you kept it somewhere safe."
>	Feral opened the binder and a small smile crossed his face when he
>recognized the entries. Then he frowned. "Who's the fourth kat?" he asked.
>	She smiled over her shoulder as she hobbled for the door. "Me," she 
>stated, before leaving her stunned uncle in his office.
>
>The End
>
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