Title : Evolution Solution
By    : Glen Battilana

NOTE:  This had nothing to do with any of my previous work, I just
got board.  Plus I had allot of theorises.

Prologue : 

Earth, July 2003 NASA H.Q. Houston Texas 0900 hours

                     "This is mission control, Every things a.o.k
You guys are cleared for launch."
                     "We copy that Mission Control.  We are set to
launch in T minus 8 minutes and counting.  Our next broadcast will be
from space."

The sun shone brightly over the huge space centre that day.  The
weather was calm, there was no over cast, and very little chance of
storms.  Today is a very special day in the history of space flight.
For the first time, an actual space craft will be landing on the
surface of the moon, and be returning intact.  Shore the project cost
a couple of billion, but it would be worth it.  In 1969, human kind
first set foot on the moon, but they stopped going there after a
while.  Now they would be going back.
Commander Troy Smith looked out the window of the new Apollo class V8
model shuttle craft, this hunk of junk would take them to the moon.
He looked over at his other three companions.  Astronaght pilot Helen
Summers, Biologist Dr. Rodger Train, and flight engineer, David
Sankowski.  He gave them all the thumbs up, and lay back, as he began
the final countdown for the lift off.
                   "8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0.  Houston, we are GO!"
And with that, he punched the ingestion button, and the crafts mighty
rocket boosters roared to life, and pushed the Apollo towards the
heavens.  From the ground, the thousands of on lookers watched as the
craft shot sky wards, they watched until they could no longer see the
ship, and slowly, they drifted away.
Up in space, the Apollo was holding together rather well.  He gave
the instrument panel one more look over.
                  "That's odd."  He said, as his eye's came to rest
of the ships radar.  The other three turned their heads towards him.
                  "What's odd?"  Sankowski asked, a small hint of
fear in his voice.
                  "Well, according this, we seem to be heading
towards a large amount of frozen gases, in orbit around the moon."
                 "They must have been left over from that comet that
past by earth, just three weeks ago."  Roger cried.  "Some of the
gases that are in a comet must have been caught by the moon's
gravitational pull, and have been lingering there ever since."
                   "Well, gases or no gases."  Troy said, as bravely
as he could.  "Were going to pass them without trouble."  He turned
to Helen.  "Helen, try and plot a course to take us around the gas
cloud."  The astronaut nodded, and punched a few buttons on the key
pad in front of her.  She stopped, and type a few more, and stopped.
A look of horror spread across her face.
                   "There appear to be magnetic particles in that
cloud,  that seem to be reacting to the magnetic thrusts abroad the
ship."  She turned towards the other three.  "In other words, were
being drawn into the cloud."  Troy breathed a sigh, and said.
                    "There's no telling what will happen to us in
that cloud, weather we'll be turned into ice cubes, or DNA
rearranged, or maybe nothing will happen to us at all.   So brace
your selves, were going though."  All four members of the Apollo
space craft, buckled up, and leaned back into their seats.  Troy
flicked on the mike.  "Houston, this is Troy.  It appears that we've
found some unusual collection of gases, left behind by the comet that
passed us a three weeks ago.  There is no way we can change our
course, so were going though.  See you on the other side Houston."
The radio was silent for a few moments, then it answered back, with
static interference.
                    "Roger that Apollo One, were picking this
disturbance up too, see you on the other side."  The Apollo space
ship's thrusts, turned on, and the ship speed towards the cloud.  The
moment they hit the cloud, Troy felt as if he'd suddenly steeped into
a fridge, that was below freezing point.  In a last  ditched effort,
he tried to push the reverse thrusts, but every thing blacked out
before he could push the button.
Back on earth, there was a lot of commotion over the loss of the
Apollo space ship.  The media was talking about it for months.
Eventually, it all died down, and people began to worry about other
things.  People lived, people died, wars were fought, much time
passed, and still the ship travelled on thought space, uninfected by
the ravages of time, for the frozen gases had completely preserved
the ship, and the occupants, for all entreaty.  However, nothing is
immortal.

Five hundred miles, East of Megakat City, Present day...

Doctor Abi Sinian, and a team of arcialogical experts, were doing
what they do best.  Digging.  Well, actually, they were looking for
the lost tribe of the, Ho-mun.  Dr. Sinian's partner Greg Summers,
had been researching this lost tribe of kats for nearly fifteen years
straight.  The Ho-mun tribe were supposed to be the earliest record
of evolutionary evidence of kat kind.  A tribe, that was alive during
the evolutionary development of the kat as it is today.  

Little did they know, any of them know, that they would find
something much more interesting....

Dr. Sinian emerged from her tent and looked at the rising sun.  It
looked so beautiful, it's orangy yellow glow, as it came up over the
mountains, and spilled out over the desert.  She sighed, taking in
the small feeling of pace she was experiencing at the moment.
                    "Dr Sinian."  The voice cut thought her day
dreaming like a rusty dull knife.  She turned her head in the
direction of the voice, to see no other than Greg Summers.  Greg was
waving to her like an excited little kitten, who'd just discovered a
toy he likes more then anything in the whole world.  "Come quick,
we've found something you'd be very interested in."  Abi shock her
head.  Greg had said that nearly every day for the past three weeks,
they had been out her, and nearly every time, it ended up being
something worthless, like an old cigarette box, or a some food scraps
that had been thrown away by some of the workers.  However, when she
got to the site that Greg was at, she quickly changed her mind.  The
night team, had uncovered a rather odd looking skeleton, during the
night, and had been working on it all thought the night, and into the
early hours of the morning.  The skeleton had ear holes, on the side
of it's head, it's tail bone was only a few centimetres long, it had
no claws, and its nose, and faecal structures were completely odd.
                    "Do you think this could be it?"  Dr. Sinian
said, a little hint of fear in  her voice, as she spoke.
                    "Let's hope so."  Greg said.  "For the guys back
in Megakat City were going to cut of our funding."  Abi gave him a
horrified look.  She hadn't been told about this.  Was Greg planning
to stay behind if they never found anything.
The group of kats continued to work, all thought out the morning,
carefully brushing away the dirt, to make shore they didn't distroy
anything.  However, by mid afternoon, it was discovered that this
creature, what ever it was, was not, and had never been, a kat.
                      "I don't believe this!"  Greg cried.  "The lost
tribe of the Ho-mun, was never  kats!"  He walked back over to the
portable table in his tent, and looked at the drawing of the
creature's skeleton once more.  "This is better."  He said to Dr.
Sinian.  "Abi, do you know what this means?"  She nodded.
                      "We've found a completely new spices never
known to katkind?"  
                      "Exactly."  Greg said.  "We'll be famous Abi."
He began to pace on the spot, thinking of the future.  "Think of the
possibilities.  We'll go down in history for this discovery."  Abi
took another look of the drawing, it did look rather odd.  The
creature was differently NOT a kat.  Did this mean, that there was
another race that shared the earth long ago.  Did katkind wipe it
out.  The possibilities were endless.
                      "What do you think it was?"  She aid, not
taking her eye's away from the drawing.
                      "Who cares."  Greg said, writing down every
little detail about the skeleton.  "This thing's gonna put me in the
history books."  He turned to face her.  "Besides, what ever it was,
it's spices is long gone, That skeleton is probably the only evidence
of it's existence left."

Two days later...

The Apollo space ship finally had returned to the place of it's
origin.  Earth.  The ships on board computer had de frosted about a
thousand years ago, and had managed to head the ship on a course back
to earth.  Now it had done this, the ship would enter the earth's
atmosphere, and melt the ice, and every thing would be back to
normal.  The computer began a run over of the occupants of the ship.
Satisfied to find all four humans alive, the ship began to reheat the
cockpit of the ship.  It's time to wake up the four sleeping
beauties.
                       "Oohhhh."  Troy moaned.  "My head."  He looked
over to see the other three, moaning and moving.  Helen was the first
to wake up.
                       "Are we o.k.?"  She asked.  Roger woke up
next.
                       "Remind me never to do that again."  He looked
over at David.  "Hay Dav, you all right?"
                        "No."  David said sarcastically.  "I fell
like I've just got out of a cold shower."  Helen spoke again.
                        "How long have we been out?"  Troy looked at
the screen.
                        "We've missed the moon altogether."  He
cried.  Then he noticed the strange planet in front of him.
"Computer."  He said.  "Were are we?"  The computer took some time to
respond, that Troy repeated the question about three times.
                         "We are currently orbiting around the
planet, Earth, third planet from the sun, in the Milky Way Galaxy."
Troy took another good look at the planet in front of him.  The
computer had to be wrong, for he was staring at a completely
different world.  He could see one major large continent, but it
looked like nothing he had ever scene before in his life.
                         "Computer, stop playing games, were are we?"
The computer repeated the same answer again.  Troy was getting
impatient.  "Computer, I repeat, were are we, and don't say Earth,
because that is not Earth, for I don't recognise the land mass in
front of us."
                         "The reason you don't recognise the land
mass in front of you sire, is because after three million years, the
North American continent would have move to the point of
unrecognition due to continental shift of plats."  Every one in the
cabin, was silent.  Three million years had passed.  They'd been
asleep for three million years.  They all looked out at the world in
front of them.  This was earth, three million years later.  
                          "Three million years huh"  Roger said.
"Then that would make it the year....3002005."         
Once again, everybody was quite.  David then decided to throw in his
two bit.
                         "So what do we do now?"  He said, in a weak
voice.  Troy had other things on his mind.
                         "Computer, what happened to us, three
million years ago?"
                         "When the ship entered the gases particles
left from the meteor, the Ship was put into a state of deep freeze,
and froze everything to the point of persverstion, so that after
three million years, we'd still be here.  The ship's onboard records
report that the Apollo has floated all around the Milky Way Galaxy,
in the time space of three million years."
                         "So you mean that we've been from one end of
the Galaxy, to the other, and back again?"  Helen said.
                         "Affirmative."  The computer answered.  The
crew was once again silent.
                         "So."  Troy said, braking the silence.  "Who
wants to go home?"  Roger gave him a funny look.
                         "Are you insane."  He said.  "we've been
asleep for three million years, God knows what's been happening while
we've been away.  Mabey Mankind's evolved into some kind of Super
Race.  I mean, Humans took four hundred thousand years to evolve from
the apes.  I don't want to even think of what humans look like today.
We'll be slim, compared to what they are."  David then interrupted.
                         "Providing that we still exist."  he said.
                         "What do you mean by that?"  Helen asked.
                         "What I mean is that if mankind hasn't
already wiped it's self out with wars.  Besides, three million years
is very good age for a species.  I mean, your average genus only
survives  a couple of hundred years, max.  And that's with a
clean-living species, like the dinosaurs.  Dinosaurs didn't totally
screw up the environment.  They just went around quietly eating
things.  And even then, they didn't get to clock up the big one mill.
So the chances of the human race making it to the big
three-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh are practically non-existent.  I mean,
nothing is immortal.  It's got to end some were."   The crew was once
again silent.  They seemed to be doing this allot.
                         "I say we take our chances on Earth."  Troy
said.  It's better then waiting around up here for the oxygen to run
out."
                          "I'm with you Troy."  Helen said.
                           "What have I got left to lose."  David
said.  "Every one I know is dead."
                           "Well, three against one is uneven, so,
I'm in."  Roger said.  Troy turned his head to look back at the new
Earth.
                           "Look out Earth."  He cried.  "The slims
are coming home."  He fired the rockets, which still worked, and
prepared for re entry.   
                            "Commander."  The computer said.  
                            "Yes Computer."  Troy answered back.
                            "It has come to my attention, that the
Apollo, is being tracked, by some sort of defiance satellite."  Every
one looked at each other in shock.

M.A.S.A. Head Quarters, Megakat City....

Sam Yega looked at his screen, and blinked.  He'd been doing this for
the past five minutes.  He was tracking something large, and
metallic.  The strange part was, that it was giving off electrical
impulse, which could only be given off by a shuttle craft.  After
another minute had passed, he'd reported this to his supervisor,
who'd reported this to M.A.S.A. command, who had reported this
information to Commander Feral.

Enforcer H.Q.

Feral looked at the read out in his paw.  He had read it again for
the fifth time, and he still didn't believe it.
                                "And you say it's definitely NOT a
satellite."  He said, to the speaker phone off to his right.
                               "I'm positive sire."  The voice on the
other line said.  "And I'm telling YOU, that from the cores of it's
projector, It came from deep space."  Feral laughed.
                               "You don't expect me to believe that
this is a UFO, do you?"  The voice got annoyed.
                               "No sire, I don't."  He said.  "All
I'm saying is, It's not one of ours.  And if it was, We'd have known
how long it was up there, what it was, and were it came from.  With
this thing, we know none of those answers."  Feral put down the read
out on his desk.
                               "O.k. Fred."  He said.  "We'll take a
look in the matter.  Were is it heading?"
                               "About ten miles North West of Megakat
City.  Some were in that vaccinate."  Feral hung up the phone, and
walked out side his office, were Lt. Commander Felina Feral was
waiting for him.
                               "Were are we going this time Uncle?"
She said.  "Another satellite hunt?"  Feral shock his head.
                              "I'm not shore.  But I want you to get
three choppers ready a.s.a.p."  Felina saluted him, and ran off.
Feral had other things on his mind, then to worry about saluting
back.  If this thing DID turn out to be what he thought it was, He'd
need all the help he could get.

Troy punched in the landing instructions into the computer, and
braced himself for re entry.  Nobody was speaking.  They were all
wondering what the earth would be like after three million years, and
what was that satellite that was tracking them.  He then lost his
train of thought, as G forces began to push him into his seat.  He
looked out the window to see a red, and yellow flame  begin to spread
across the ship.  Suddenly, a red light began to flash.  Troy knew
what this meant.  The computer had found a suitable location to land,
and was requesting permission to go ahead.  Troy slammed the button
with his fist, and lay back to enjoy the ride, as the Apollo ship
passed thought the atmosphere, and though the clouds.

                             "Yaaaahhhoooooo!"  T Bone yelled as the
Turbo kat soared though the tunnel of the canyon outside of Megakat
City.
                             "T Bone."  Razor said to him.  "Are you
shore you know what  your doing?"
                             "Razor I'm a pilot."  He said, with a
smile.  "I know what an engine can handle."  Razor rolled his eyes.
He'd heard that one before.
Just then, his radar began to beep loudly.  T Bone jerked his head as
far as it could go, towards the back seat.
                              "Is this another one of your suprise
targets Razor?"  He said.  Razor shock his head.
                              "Nah."  He said.  "It's a patrol of
enforcer choppers heading due north west."
                              "That's strange."  T Bone said.  "We've
seen that patrol every week now, and they never go of in that
direction."  Razor smiled.
                               "Could be trouble."  He said.  T Bone
smiled to.
                               "Were there."  He said, giving a quick
jerk on the control stick, and sending the Turbo kat of in the
direction of the choppers.

Troy opened his eyes and looked around.  The ship had landed in one
piece, and every one seemed o.k.
                               "Wakie wakie Troy."  Helen said, as
her face appeared in front of his.
                               "How long have I been out?"  He asked
in a groggy voice.
                               "Only a few minutes after the ship
touched down."  Troy got up and walked over to the hatch.  Every one
was looking at him.
                                "Well."  He said, taking a few deep
breaths.  "Here we go."  He turned the wheel, and pushed open the
hatch, and saw nothing but barren desert, some mountains in the
distance, a small collection of rocks, a few trees, and a small water
hole.  "So much for a pleasing site."  He said.  He brought out a
giddier counter, and shoved it in the air.  Nothing came out of it.
                                 "No radiation."  Helen said.
"That's a good sign."  The four space travellers stepped down onto
the ground, and looked around.
                                 "Hay guys."  David cried out as he
emerged from the ship.  "The radar shows a very large concentration
of electricity, about five miles, south east of here.  Probably a
city."  every one looked at Troy as if to ask, well now what.  Troy
thought for a moment.
                                "We might as well check it out."  He
said.  "There's nothing for us to do here, so we'll get out the solar
powered bikes, and head off in that direction."  They all walked over
to the storage compartment to unload the special moon bikes which
N.A.S.A. had designed for them.  He stopped David in his tracks.  "I
want you to stay here, and guard the ship David."  He said.  "There's
no telling what the natives are like."  David wasn't to crash hot on
that idea.
                                 "What the hell am I supposed to do
if something with a bad attitude, comes snooping around, shoo it away
with harsh language."
                                "Well, you could do that."  Troy said
a tad bit frustrated.  "Or you could defend your self with theses
mining lasers we have."  David smacked his forehead.
                                 "Oh yea."  He said.  "Forgot about
them."  He walked over to the compartment and began to shuffle tough
all the gear, until he came across a small silvery looking tube with
a trigger.  He pointed it at a rock and pulled the trigger.  A bright
blue beam shot out of the end of the tube, and blew a small hole in
the rock.  He picked up another, and posed himself like Rambo.  "Come
get some."  He said in a deep voice.  Troy was not amused.
                                  "Only if their hostile Dav."  He
said.  "We don't want to start a war."  David laughed, and began to
walk over to the water hole for a drink.  The rest put on their jump
suites, and their helmets, the ones that completely cover your face,
and mounted their bikes, and drove off in the direction of the city.
David watched the dust cloud from their bikes grow smaller, and
smaller, until they disagreed.
                                  "Have fun."  He said, under his
breath, and bent down to have a drink.  Some time had passed, and
David got board, so he decide to survey the valley he was in.  He
climbed up the nearest hill, and looked down at the Apollo space
ship.  It look much different from up here, he could even hear the
sounds of birds chirping.  So, he thought, the birds managed to
survive.  Then he heard the sound of a jet.  He froze.  He stranded
his ears.  It was definitely the roar of a jet engine.  Quickly, he
ducked behind a nearby rock, and peered out.  A strange, black
painted jet, with read striped all over it, was landing next to the
Apollo.  It looked formula, but he wasn't concerned with that right
now.  He saw pilots jumping out of the jet.  He move closer to get a
better look, but still couldn't see anything.  Then he got an idea,
the binoculars.  He looked thought them at the pilots, who had taken
of their helmets.  They wore black masks underneath the helmets to
hide their faces, but that didn't stop David from realising that they
weren't human.  They were cats.  Well, evolved cats.  They looked
like humans, but with fur, a tail, and a cats head.  They seemed to
be talking to each other about something, but David was to far out of
range to hear them.

                                   "What do you think it is buddy?"
Razor said.  T Bone looked up and down the structure of the Apollo.
                                   "Well."  He said.  "Do you think
that the 'N' is really a faded 'M'."  He was looking at the words,
N.A.S.A.  Razor looked at it closely.
                                   "Don't think so buddy, it looks to
well painted to be a faded 'M', I think that it was painted like that
on purpose."
                                   "U.S.A.F."  T Bone read.  "What
the hell's a Usaf?"  Razor shrugged.
                                   "I think it could be the name of a
company."  He said.  He was about to walk inside, when the sound of
choppers arose from the distance.
                                   "Well."  T Bone said, as the first
chopper appeared from the horizon.  "Here comes the Enforcers."
One of the choppers broke away from the three, and hovered above the
SWAT Kats.
                                  "This is commander Feral SWAT
Kats."  His voice bombed out of the mike.  "Stay were you are."

David was watching all of this.  He couldn't here what the two cats
were talking about, but he heard the mega phone.  He wondered what a
SWAT Cat was.  Was it any relation to the SWAT Team three million
years ago.  The helicopter landed, and out got another cat, strangely
dressed, and different to the other two cats.  He seemed to be
yelling at them.  Another cat got out, a female.  This cat looked
more human, then cat.  Still, he wondered what they were talking
about.

                                  "Easy uncle."  Felina said, holding
him back.  "You can't arrest them for just passing by."
                                  "She's got you there Commander."  T
Bone said with a smile.  Feral growled.  Razor decide that now was
the best time for him to step in.
                                   "Look."  He said.  "Were all here
for the same reason right."  He looked at the Apollo space ship.
Every one was looking at it.
                                   "What's a Usaf?"  Felina asked.  T
Bone shrugged.
                                   "Razor thinks it's a company."
Feral laughed.
                                   "There's no such company called
Usaf."  He pulled out a small black book.  "I keep a record of all
the companies in Megakat City, and there's no company called Usaf."
                                   "Your right."  Razor said.  "And
I've never seen that symbol before."  He pointed to a rectangle
picture of some stars, and strips.
                                   "Do you think it could be some
sort of star map?"  T Bone said to Razor.
                                   "Well, if the stars represent some
sort of solar system, I have no idea what the strips represent."
Feral pulled out a flash light, and prepared to enter the ship.  T
Bone followed him, then Razor, and Felina.

Meanwhile, David was watching all this from his rock. 
                                   "This is not good."  He said.  He
got up from his hiding place, and began to walk  slowly towards his
ship.

Troy, Helen, and Roger were just insight of the city that the
computer had discovered.  They had pulled over, and were observing
the city though binoculars.
                                    "After three million years."
Roger said.  "Everything's exactly as we left it."  He turned to the
others.  "You want to make contact?"  Troy shock his head.
                                    "Not right now."  He said.  "We
have to learn exactly what were dealing with here.  You can't just
rock up to a spices you know nothing about, and expect them to act
normal.  Hi were from a different time zone, do you know how to play
gin?"  Roger rolled his eye's in his head.
                                   "We'll excuuuussssse me."  Troy
rolled his eyes.
                                   "Come on."  He said, getting on
his bike.  "Let's go to town."  All three of them got on their bikes,
and drove towards the city.

David, slowly approached the Apollo, he got as far as the ships
stairs, and he stayed just behind the door, outside, so he could hear
what the cats were talking about.
                                   "You two, look over there, and you
three, in theses cupboards."  Feral said, as he looked around at the
interior of the Apollo.  The SWAT Kats, and Felina were checking out
the cockpit.
                                   "Hay Razor."  T Bone said, picking
up one of the discarded Space suits.  "These gloves have five
fingers."  Razor looked at the other space suites, they all had five
fingered gloves.  He picked up another of the space suits.
                                   "You think that's strange, look at
this."  He spun the suite around so that everyone could see it.
"There's no room for the tail in this suite."  They continued to look
over other stuff in the cockpit.
                                   "Do you think there friendly?"
Felina said to T Bone.
                                   "Well."  T Bone said.  "There
don't appear to be an weapons systems in sight, and no one's fond any
hand held weapons yet."
David smiled from his hiding place, out side the ship.  He'd better
clear things out, but how was he going to approach this.

Troy, Helen, and Roger were driving thought the middle of the city
they were in.  They had gotten the shock of their lives to discover
that the whole city was populated with cats, or kats, which was the
correct spelling according to the inabatens.  There helmets covered
there whole face, thus prevented anyone from seeing who they really
were, however, that did not stop the kats from looking at them, for
they did were strange clothing, had no ears and had no tails.
                                    "I think we'd better duck into an
ally of some kind, or at least move away from the public eye."  Roger
said, as he saw what looked like a police officer looking at him, as
if he were expecting him to pull a gun on him.
                                    "I agree, we don't blend in with
the public looking like this."  Troy said, and the trio went thought
an ally, and onto a nearly deserted street.  Right in front of them,
was what looked like a museum.  There was a huge banner out the front
that read, 'Showing of the lost tribe of the Ho-mun, this Saturday'
Helens mouth dropped open behind here helmet.
                                    "Ho-mun?"  She said.  "You don't
think that could mean, Human"  Troy shrugged.
                                    "Mabey, mabey not."  He got of
his bike and began to well it behind an ally.  "Mabey you all want to
find out?"  Helen, and Roger got of their bikes, and followed Troy.
After concealing their bikes, they walked up the steps, and  entered
the large building, keeping their helmets on.

David had spent the last few minutes figuring out what he was going
to say to these cat people.  He wanted to look impressive, and didn't
want to screw up, and look like a complete moron.  Finally, he built
up the courage to go in.
                                    "Brace your self Davy."  He
whispered to himself.  "Your about to make history."  Dropping the
mining laser, he walked, boldly up the steps, into the ship, and met,
nothing.  "Were did they all go?"  He said to himself. 
                                     "Don't touch that  Steel you
idiot?!"  Somebody yelled.  "You don't know what it can do."  David
nearly jumped out of his skin.  He turned towards the source of the
voice.  Every one was in the cockpit.  David, breathed heavily, and
walked into the door way of the cockpit.  Everyone was looking out
thought the front  window screen.  He waited a few seconds, no body
noticed him.
                                       "Excuse me"  He said.  All the
cats turned around, and backed up against each other, eye's wide with
fright.  uh-oh, David thought, I'd better say something to calm them
down, before they open fire on me, but remember, It's got to be
something intelligent.  He had to relax.
                                       "How's it hang'n?"  Was all
that came out.  Douh, that didn't turn out quite the way I wanted it
to turn out, better think fast, one of the cats was slowly reaching
for his gun.  "Hello, my name is David Sancowski, I'm a flight
engineer for the United States Air Force, U.S.A.F for short."  This
seemed to calm the cat people down, a bit.  The other cat had stopped
reaching for his gun.  Smooth, David thought, I handled that pretty
well.  The tallest cat there, the one in a trench coat uniform,
steeped forward.
                                       "I am Commander Ulysses Feral
of the enforcers of Megakat city."  He said.  "What are you, and what
is your propose here?"  David, out of habit saluted the Commander,
even thought he was a cat, and continued.  
                                       "Commander, I'm on no mission,
my comrades and I were forfeiting another mission, when we had an
accident, and we got frozen in time, and ended up, and returned back
to our home planet, three million years later."  All the cats,
starred at him, wide eye's, as if he were crazy.  "I know it's hard
to believe, but here's what happened....."

Troy, Helen, and Roger looked around the whole museum.  There were
medieval displays, industrial revolution displays, and even dinosaurs
exhibits.  The museum was closed, but they made their own way in.
They wandered the halls, until they found what they were looking for,
the section on the lost tribe of the Ho-mun.  It wasn't a big site,
just a small room, with a class cabinet in it.  Standing next to the
cabinet were to female kats, talking to each other.
                                       "Although we have no idea on
what they actually looked like Callie, Our top researchers are
working around the clock to figure out exsaclyt what they were."
                                        "Sounds interesting Dr
Sinian."  Callie said.  She looked down at the skeleton in the glass
container.  "I wonder what they really looked like?"  She added.
                                        "Perhaps I can answer that
question."  Both kats spun around to meet three figures, dressed in
grey overalls, and bike helmets, covering their faces.
                                        "How did you get in here.?"
Abi asked.  "The museum is closed."
                                        "I'm sorry if we broke any of
your laws miss, but I couldn't help but to wonder, what this Ho-mun
was."  He walked past her, and looked at the skeleton.  He turned
back to the other two figures standing in the door way.  "Hay Helen,
you were right."
                                         "Right, about what?"  Callie
asked.  the figure turned towards her.
                                         "Tell me."  He said.  "You
call this creature a Ho-mun?"  She nodded.  He stepped back, away
from the two females.  "Well, your close enough.  It's not ho-mun,
it's human."  Abi was starting to get curious.
                                         "How do you know this?"  She
asked.  The figure, reached up, and pulled of his helmet.
                                         "Because I am one."  Both
girls screamed, and tried to run out of the room, but banged into
each other.
                                         "Hay chill."  One of the
other figures said.  He to, had taken of his helmet.  "We won't bit."
Both Abi, and Callie stopped trying to escape.  Abi looked, at the
strange creature, and then at the skeleton.
                                         "Are you....?"  She said,
but before she could finish, the creature nodded.  She looked back at
the other tow standing beside him.  One was a female with long blond
hair, and the other was a male, with red hair?  She looked at him
strangely, for she had never seen anyone with red hair before.
                                         "you've never seen red hair
before."  The creature said to her.  she shook her head.  "That's
o.k.  Alota people were I used to come from, don't have red hair."
This calmed down the two girls, as they backed off a little, making
shore to keep a Cretan distance between them selves, and these,
Human's, or what ever they called them selves.
                                         "Y-you can speak our
language."  Callie said.  The human who had first revealed himself to
them spoke up.
                                         "Yes, we call it English."
He leaned closer.  "You both have names, I presume."  This calmed the
two girls down.
                                         "Well, my name is Dr Abi
Sinian, and this is my friend, Deputy Mayor Callieco Briggs."  The
human smiled.
                                          "Hello, Dr Sinian, and Ms.
Briggs.  I'm Commander Troy Smith, that over there is Flight Lt.
Helen Summers, and this is Dr. Roger Train.  We mean you both no
harm, honest."
                                         "How Can we be shore of
that?"  Callie said, not getting any closer to them.
                                         "Dose it look like were
carrying concealed weapons?"  Helen said back.
                                         "I must admit."  Abi said.
"This had been rather exciting."
                                          "Exciting?!"  Callie cried
out.  "Three furless creatures, that are supposed to be extinct, walk
on in here, as if every thing were normal, and you call that
exciting?!"  She looked back at them.  "I'd call it stressful."  Troy
rolled his eyes in head, and sighed.
                                          "Here."  He said.  "Let me
explain everything...."

                                         "And that's the whole story
commander."  David breathed a sigh of relief, after he'd explained
the whole ordeal of his mission that went wrong.  The commander cat
person just rubbed his furry chin.
                                         "So let me get this
straight."  He said.  "Your some kind of creature from Earth's past,
that got frozen in time, and returned back here, three million years
later?"  David nodded.
                                         "You can check the on board
computer if you want."  The female cat spoke up.
                                         "So you, humans, or what
ever you call your selves.  You ruled the planet, long before kats
did?"
                                        "That's right."  David said.
All of the cats, looked at each other, and whispered something to
each other.  David, began to get nerves, he hoped that he'd said the
right things.  Finally, the cat named, Feral, spoke up.
                                        "We all find your story a
little hard to believe, Mr Sankowski.  I must insist, that you come
me with back to Enforcers H.Q. for further questioning."  David
shrugged.
                                        "O.k."  He said.  "You all
seem nice enough."  He followed Commander Feral, out of the ship,
followed by Felina, Steel, and the other enforcers, leaving the SWAT
Kats behind."
                                       "Well."  T Bone said.  "That
wasn't difficult."  He looked at Razor.
                                       "Do you really think that he's
from our past T Bone?"  He said.  T Bone shook his head.
                                       "No way."  He said, waving the
question, with his paw.  "I think that the ice went to his head,
after he blasted of from his planet.  Kats have always ruled the
earth, and no one else has."  He walked out side.  Razor followed
him, but he couldn't help but to wonder about if that creatures story
was true.

Three million Years ago....

Robert Dillon looked at his watch as he waited for his morning train.
'Eight-fifty five, May, 2003'.  He looked back up again, as the train
came rolling in.  He got on, and took his usual seat.  He had to get
to work early today.  His partner, John Shirley, had rung him up, a
few hours ago, and told him to get his ass, as fast as he could, down
to GEN Tech.
                                        "So what's this suprise that
couldn't wait John?"  Robert said as he came thought the doors, into
their office.  John, a tall man in his early fifties, with blond
hair, looked up.  
                                        "Oh, nothing much Bob."  Then
he smiled, and handed Robert, a thick, white folder.  "Just this."
Robert looked at the folder, and his eye's went wide with excitement.
He then calmly placed the folder, on a near by desk, and jumped up in
the air.
                                         "Yahhooo!"  He screamed.  "I
don't believe it."  He cried.  "The son of a bitches, approved it.
They actually approved it."  He then began to do a little dance with
John.  While he was dancing, he took another glance, back at the
folder, to make shore that he hadn't been mistaken.  He hadn't.  He
read the words printed across the folder.
'Genetic Engineering Section : Project K.A.T.'  Stamped across this
was the word, 'APPROVED.'

Megakat Museum Of Natural History...

                                         "You mean you have no record
of the species what so ever?"  Troy rolled his eye's in his head.
"Then how did you know, we even existed, and how did you know were to
look?"
                                         "Look, I'm really sorry
Mr..Uhh..."  
                                         "Smith."  Abi nodded.
                                         "Smith, as I was saying, the
reason we don't have any of these records, is because my partner on
the dig, Greg Summers..."  Roger laughed.
                                          "Hay Helen."  He said.
"That kat has the same last name as you."  Helen thought about that.
Abi thought that was strange, but she then continued.
                                          "Mr Summers, has all the
evidence, all the records, at his office, which is across the other
side of town."
                                          "O.k."  Troy said.  "How
did this Greg character come across these records?"
                                          "Well, Greg said, that he
found them, while on another dig, some were in the great western
desert."  Troy turned to his friends behind him.
                                          "Well, we have no idea
what's been happening for the last three million years, and were
shore no going to find out, just waiting around here."  He turned
back to Abi.  "Dr Sinian, I don't suppose you cold take us to see
this, Greg Summers, could you?"  Abi looked at them for a moment.
                                          "I can't see the harm in
that.  Besides, I think Greg will go nuts over meeting his life's
work, alive, and in the fur... I mean skin."  
                                          "Hay look at this."  Roger
called out.  He was looking at a map of the world.  The Earth had
shore changed in three million years.
                                          "What are all these dots?"
Troy asked pointing at the map.  There were ten dots on the whole
world map.
                                          "They represent all the
Mega cities all over the world."  Abi said.
                                          "Huh?"  Hellen said.
                                          "There not all called
Megakat Cities, there just nicknamed that."  She pointed to another
City on the map which was on the other side on the Former United
States.  It appereaded that Megakat City occupied the space of New
York, and the other city was were Los Angeles was meant to be  "That
one there is called Faroe Lake."  She went all over the world naming
all the Cities.  Two were in South America, What looked like Reo de
Janeiro, and Santiago.  Four were in Europe  Which looked like
London, Berlin, Moscow, and Paris and the tenth one on the coast of
China, which looked like Shanghai.
                                           "Why aren't there any
cites in Africa, Australia, the Pacific Islands, and Asia?"
Abi looked at Roger.         "Huh?"  She said.  He sighed, and
pointed them out for her.  "Oh."  She pointed to Africa.  "This
continent is unsuitable for habitation, because of the jungle growth
there, It's impossible to plant crops, Three cities have been started
there but they all died off.  The whole of Asia is just one big snow
ball."
                                           "Kind of like Siberia."
Helen said to Roger.
                                           "As for this place."  She
pointed to Australia, It's 95% dessert, and the rest is just swamp."
She then pointed to the Pacific Islands.  "These Islands here are all
just big swamps as well.."
                                           "Well what ever happened
was something major."  Troy said.  "But what?"

Area 51, July 2005

Robert Dillon, and John Shirley, both stood tall and proud, as the
ten men, in white coats, and the other three, and military uniforms,
entered the viewing room.  The thirteen men, all sat down, and got
ready to listen to whatever Robert, and John, had to say.  Robert,
walked over to a white board, and pulled, down a projection screen.
John, dimmed the lights.
                                        "Gentleman."  He said.   "As
you all know.  Two years ago, you granted, my partner and I, full
funding for our experiments for Project K.A.T.  Killing Artificial
Trooper"  He stepped back, as John turned on the projector.  "And
now, you shall be the first humans, to witness the results of that
project."  
The movie came up in the normal fashion.  The United States symbol of
approval, the name of the project, and a scientist, working at some
computers.  "As you should know by now, the United States Government,
has been trying to make a race of super soldiers scince the late
nineties.  All kinds of super drugs were made to improve the human
body, but none were successful.  In two thousand an one, the
government was successful in creating a genetic engineered man called
Adam.  The picture changed to show a naked man, covered in some sort
of slime, being lifted out of a huge glass tube, full on a greenish
coloured liquid.  "However, the program was sloppy, and Adam only
lasted a few weeks, before falling apart.  Ever since then...."  The
scene changed to another row of computers with scientist working at
them.  "Man has been trying to find another way to create a perfect
super solider."
The scene changed, from the lab, to the African jungle.  It was a
boring picture, until, the bushed began to move, then a lion, jumped
out, and began to stalk some kind of pray.  The movie began to show,
all different kinds of killer cats, Lions, lepods, tigers...All
hunting in there natural habitat.  While this was being shown, Robert
had taken a brake, and John was filling in the details now.
                                   "Just recently, we've discovered a
way to make the soldiers more stable, so that they have a life span
of five years, instead of three weeks."  He turned back to the movie.
"As we already know, most other nations, like Britain, France,
Russia, China, and Australia, are still trying to create human
soldiers, with super human capabilities.  However, this will take
many years, and dollars to figure out how."  He paused the film,
right in the middle of a lion going in for the kill.  "As shown here,
the cat is the most cleaver of all creatures.  A killer, and a
survivor, all rolled into one.  These creatures cotton, the elements
of the super human abilities.  However, they are all sprat.  The
cheetah, with his incredible speed.  The tiger, with his ability to
think, and act.  And the lion, with his killing capabilities.  Here
we have the ultimate worrier gentlemen.  All that's left now, is to
put the peace's together."   He then stepped down from the speaking
booth, and Robert took his place.  The film changed to a lab, with
two men.  They seemed to be helping some kind of creature to walk.
The men in the front row, moved closer to get a better look.  They
gasped.  It was some kind of human cat.  Robert noticed their
surpass, and began his part of the presentation.
                                "This is Able.  After Adam's son.
The first of a new breed of super soldiers.  He is a genetically
engineered cat, with all the skills of his three cousins."  The
picture shifted to a running track.  "As shown here, in this test,
Able beat the world record for running five K's on a running track."
The picture changed again, to a gym.  The cat creature, was doing the
bench press.  "Next comes, the lion's skills.  Strength.  Able is
able to bench press fifteen hundred kilograms, in ten minutes, before
getting tired.  The picture changed again, to show Able doing basic
military combat training.  "A crack shot, at shooting, makes him the
perfect soldier.  While the other nations are still on the black
bored, we can move into the next millennium.  No more using humans to
go to war, no more paying wages, and speeding money training them.
These creations are faster, smarter, and better than man, in every
way."  John pointed to a door on the left, and said.
                                         "And without further delay.
Here's the cat himself.  Gentlemen, may I introduce you to Able."
The door opened, and out steeped Able.  He had blond hair, and orange
fur.  He stood seven feet all, dressed in human clothing, specially
designed for him.  The man in the military uniform, with the four
stars on his shoulder, walked up to Able.
                                         "What is your name Son?"  He
said, as if he were speaking to a privet.
                                         "My name is Able Dillon
sire."  He replied.  The general was suprised.
                                         "He can speak English."  He
said to Robert.  
                                         "I can speak approximately
six different languages Sire."  Able said.  "English, German,
Russian, Chinese, Japanese, and French."  The general smiled.
                                         "I'm impressed so far Mr
Dillon.  Is there anything else he can do?"  It was Able's turn to
smile.
                                        "You've just had a white
wine, approximately 100 ml, Sire."  The generals eye's went wide.
                                        "Wow."  He said.  All the
other scientists began chattering away.  "How did you know that?"  He
asked.  Able tapped his nose.
                                        "His smelling capabilities,
are way advanced beyond our own.  This also allows him to detect
other troops, figure out who's friend, and foe, and even, know if
your lying."  The General turned to Robert, and John.
                                       "Congratulations on a job well
done men."  He moved forward, and shook both their hands.  He then
turned to Able.  He smiled, and shook his paw.  "The United States
Government is proud to have you on board Son."  Able smiled back.

Enforcer H.Q. Maximum Security Section.....

                                          "....And that's all I know
gentlemen....err, Gentalkats, uhh, what ever."  David lent back in
his chair.  Feral, looked at his niece, and at the other officers in
the interrogation room.
                                          "Are you shore that's
everything Mr Sankowski.  Is there something your hiding from us?"
David sighed, and placed his head in his hands.
                                          "Yes, I'm shore that's
everything I know, and there's nothing I'm hiding from you."  He
looked up, and over at the large mirror on his left.  "Oh by the
way."  He pointed at the mirror.  "Who's been watching us all the
time thought there?"  Feral looked at the mirror, and back at David.
                                          "Just some kats."  Was all
the Feral said.  David rested his elbows on the table.
                                          "What kind of kats?"  He
asked.  "Important ones, central intelligence?"
                                          "You don't need to know
that."  Feral said.  Then he leaned closer.  "Were are the others?"
He asked.
                                         "I told you, I don't know
where they are.  They told me they were heading to this city, and
They could be anywhere."
                                        "We've had no reports of any
such creatures of your description from anybody, and by the way you
look, any one who would have spotted them would not have asked for
their autographs."
                                        "Well I don't know what's
happened to them Commander Feral."  David said.  "That's exactly what
they told me, and as for the way they look, I know what would happen,
but you must remember, that they had full clothing on, so no one
would have seen them, unless they took off their helmets."  Feral
thought about this for a moment.
                                        "Perhaps your right Mr
Sankowski."  He said.  

New Mexico, December 30 2009....

                                        "THEY DID WHAT!!?"  Robert
Dillon nearly put his fist thought the computer screen.
                                        "I repeat sire."  The
computer said.  "The United States government has cut of your
funding."
                                         "They can't do this to me!"
He cried.  "Ingrates, I disgined nearly their inter defence system,
and this is how they repay me?"  He got up ,and looked out his
window.  "Computer, read me again the message they sent me."  The was
a low humming sound, then the computers mechanical voice sounded.
                                         "Dear Dr Robert Harlem
Dillon.  We have observed the test results of the Thermo Bomb, and we
are unfortunate to replay that we can no longer produce funding for
such a weapon.  Think of the deviation if it fell into the wrong
hands.  All current Thermo bombs will be dismantled and sold for
scrap.  Sincerely General Jonathan Ray Finkle."   Robert hung his
head while he thought for a moment.  Just then, the door slid open. 
                                          "Dad?"  Able said, coming
in.  "Are you o.k.?"  Robert looked over at the half human, half cat
creature, whom he'd adopted as his own son, after the K.A.T. project
was put into full swing.
                                          "Yea."  He said.  "I'm
o.k."  Able gave him a funny eye.
                                          "You shore dad?"  He asked.
"You didn't sound like it."
                                          "I said I'm fine."  Robert
growled.  Able, a little frightened by this left the room.
Robert then walked to the window, and looked out, at the sky, which
was beginning to turn dark.

Greg Summers Apartment....

Greg opened the door, to let the four strangers in.
                                         "Come in, come in."  He
said, in an excited voice.  Abie came in first, followed by Hellion,
Roger, and Troy.  He looked at the humans, then back at Abie.  "Is
that them?"  He asked, a little excite.  She nodded as the trio took
off their over sized trench coats, and hats.
                                         "I didn't like the idea of
coming here in broad day light."  Troy said, as he looked around the
room.  "However, My crew and I are more interested in what happened
to our civilisation, three million years ago."  He looked at Greg,
who seemed to be looking at them with glee.  "Dr Sinian told us that
you would probably have the answers.  Is this true?"  Greg motioned
for them to follow him up some sitars, as they followed him, he began
his story.
                                         "About fifteen years ago."
He began.  "I was on an expedition in the great western dessert,
looking for some old dinosaur bones, when the group I was with,
stumbled apon an old sealed up tomb, with scrolls in it."  They all
reached the top of the sitars, and Greg opened the door, into the
attic.  "These scrolls were very old, approximately two thousand
years old."  He walked over to a wall safe, and proceed to open it.
"They showed, the kat evolving from our four legged ancestors, into
what we are today.  Along the way, it shows the different forms we
evolved into, and the one that fascinated me the most, was a form
called the Ho-mun, or Human, as you call it."  He opened the door,
and carefully took out the scrolls.  He lay then down on the table,
and rolled them out for all to see.  "This here shows our
evolutionary pattern."  He ran his finger from the first picture of a
normal cat, to the fully evolved kat.  there were ten pictures
altogether, but the four one, showed a strange, human like kat, with
the words, ho-mun, underneath it.  The fifth one, showed the kat
evolving back to the original form, of the kat today.  Greg opened
another scroll.  "This one, tells some sort of story, although I
haven't been able to deceiver it yet."  He rolled it out for all to
see.  All three humans gasped.  The scroll looked like Egyptian
hieroglyphics.  The first picture, showed two human type creatures
lifting a kat out of a pool.  The next one showed, a row of about ten
kats running.  The third, showed two of the human type creatures
doing what looked like they were arguing amongst themselves, the it
showed a huge fire ball, and the final picture showed the two human
creatures, with a few more humans lying down, as if they were dead.
Greg noticed that they were looking at the pictures of the human
looking creatures.  "They do look exactly like you don't they?"  He
said.

In a bunker beneath the remains of the NORAD Command Centre,
2010.....

The president of the United States sat at the head of the table with
his head in his hands.  All around him, people were rushing to and
fro.  They were marking down transmissions from the radio's, and
punching it into the computers.  The minister of defence slowly came
up to him.
                                        "Mr president?"  He said.
The president looked up at him.
                                        "Yes, Mr Bemess."  He moaned.
                                        "We've managed to approximate
the death toll sire."  The president just looked at him.
                                        "And?"  He asked, a little
impatient.  Mr Bemess breathed heavily, and looked at the read out.
                                        "Approximately Six point
two...billion sir."  The president just let his head drop down on the
table.
                                         "Six point two billion!?"
He cried.  "That leaves nearly eight million left alive.  The human
race is finished, gone, ka-put."
                                        "Sir, look on the bright
side, your still alive, the people are still going to need some one
to lead them, your the president of the United States of America, the
most powerful country in the world."  The president didn't even look
up.
                                         "Ex-United States you mean.
Besides, these people are spread out all over the world, how can I
lead them if we have no way of reaching them."  He looked up at
another monitor.  "Look at that will you."  He pointed to the
monitor.  "We can not go up to the surface, we'll die of radiation
poisoning.  What's left of the human race will die off in a matter of
weeks.   And there's nothing I can do about it."  He dropped down
into his chair, and put his head in his hands, and for the first time
in his life, since becoming president, he began to cry.

Some where in limbo....

The porthole showing the president of the United States crying
vanished, as if some one had been watching a tevivison show.  A small
crier wearing a dark purplish cloak approached the spot were the
porthole had been.
                                                "What a poor excuse
for a leader he was."  The Pastmaster said.  "Anyway, that's all I
need to know."  He raised his watch, again, and created another
viewing porthole.  This one showed the three humans, Abi, and Greg,
all looking over the scrolls.  He watched them reading the scrolls.
"So."  He said after a while.  "The past returns to conquer the
present.  The picture changed to show David Sankowski, sitting in the
interrogation room with Commander Feral.  "After being dead for
nearly three million years, why would they show up now?"  He waved
his paw, and the picture disappeared.  He looked around his temple
which he had made for himself, using magic of course.  He brought
back the image of the shuttle, approaching the earth.  "I thought kat
kind had seen the last of theses pathetic creatures, when they
distorted them selves over such a pity argument.  He brought up the
image of two humans, monitoring a kat in a tube.  "Even if they did
create us, They're still dangerous to be around."  He changed the
image again, this time, it showed, a mushroom cloud, of a nuclear
explosion, the devastation it had done to a city, and the after math.
"Such destructive power."  He said, as he watched the bomb distort a
city called New York.  "I know under stand their yearning for such
power."  The image then changed to show the SWAT Kats battling Dark
Kat, when he was planing to blow up Megakat City with his doomsday
bomb.  "Dark Kat understood their destructive power, I'm amazed that
these mortals haven't discovered their destructive capabilities yet."
He waved his hand once more, and the images disappeared altogether,
he was now pacing back, and forth in his temple.  "I my self want to
bring the past back to the present, perhaps these creatures of the
past, these...Humans, can help me do just that."  He had stopped
pacing now.  "But who, who among them would be worthy of such a
honour."  He was thinking for a moment, then it came to him.  "Yes,
yes, he'll do just nicely."  He brought up another viewing porthole,
this one showed one of the humans.  "The one called, David
Sankowski."

A United States Nuclear Missile Base, 1999....

The sentry guard made his way past the nuclear missile silo, and
gasped.  One of the missiles was missing.  He punched the alarm
button, and kept starring at disbelief at the empty silo.  A general
made his way to the solider.
                                      "Privet."  He cried out, above
the sirens.  "What in blazes is going on here?"
                                      "Look for your self sire."  He
shouted back.  "One of the nuclear missiles is gone."  The general
looked at the empty silo, with his mouth open.
                                      "T..that's impossible."  He
stammered.  "There's no way in hell, anyone could have stolen a fifty
foot nuclear missile right our from under our noses."

Enforcer H.Q. Maximum Security Section...

David Sankowski was lying on the prison cell bed when the door
opened.  He opened his eyes, and looked at the kat who had just
entered the room.
                                       "And who do I owe the horn
too?"  He asked the female kat.  She wore a pink suit, had funny
shaped glasses, and long blond hair.  She sat down in a chair
provided by the guard, and put her brief case down by her side.
                                      "I am Deputy Mayor Callico
Briggs."  The kat said.  "And you must be David Robert Sankowski."
David nodded.  "I fail to see the reason for three names, two, but
why three?"  David rolled his eyes in his head.
                                      "I take it you came here to
discuss something else, not my customs."  Callie sighed, and opened
her brief case, and took out a piece of paper.
                                      "I've tried to have you
released, but authority, higher than mine, is denying you bail."
David laughed out loud.
                                      "Bail?"  He said with a
chuckle.  "What's happened, have I been arrested?  You find out I
have unpaid parking tickets, that are three million years over due?
Whoa, I'd hate to figure out what that would add up to."  Callie
sighed.
                                      "I'm trying my best to get you
out of here."  She leaned closer.  "Oh, by the way, I've meet your
friends, there o.k., for the moment."  David smiled.  At lest someone
was having a bit of luck.  Callie got out a folder.  "This here is
the interrogation, typed out on a computer."  She flipped though a
few pages, and came to a Cretan page.  "Is it possible to make
nuclear weapons?"  David sat blot up right.
                                      "What!?"  He cried.  Callie
looked around as if she were discussing an escape plan.
                                      "I said, is it possible to make
a nuclear weapon?"  David was shocked.  These kats seemed to be about
as technologically advanced as humans, they had managed to discover
nuclear energy, but not nuclear weapons.  Could it be, that these
kats may have, in the past, stumbled apon nuclear weapons, and
distroyed all knowledge of such records.  With no one knowing the
disrtuctive capabilities of nuclear power, there was no need to
research it.
                                       "Yes."  He finally said.  "It
is possible to make a nuclear weapon.  Humans have been doing it
scince 1945, uhh.. my 1945.  In other words, sixty years."  Then it
hit him.  Could there have been a nuclear war, nuclear radiation
takes a hell of a long time to disappear, could the radiation mutated
the cats, and evolved them into kats.
                                       "So it's possible."  Callie's
voice brought him back to reality.  She lent back in her chair.  "All
this time, it was possible."  She leaned closer.  "Do you think you
could make a nuclear weapon?"  David backed off.
                                       "Slow down lady."  He said.
"I make the guidance controls for nuclear missiles, but I'm not a
nuclear physicist."  Callie looked at him in a funny way.
                                       "Nuclear missiles?"  She said.
"Exactly how far were you in nuclear weapon reassert?"  David sighed.
This was turning into another interrogation.
                                       "As far as you kats are with
missile technology, except we put a nuclear war head in the cone.
Any idiot would know that."  Callie humphed at that remark.  
                                       "While your government might
have granted the research on nuclear weapons, ours didn't."  David
was confused.
                                       "Please explain."  He said.
                                       "Well."  Callie began.  "At
the end of the second Mega War, the military captured many secret
projects the enemy was working on.  One of those projects was nuclear
power.  The project involved a powerful energy imitating metal, that
was lethal to feline contact."
                                        "Uranium."  David said.
                                         "Exactly."  Callie added.
"It appeared that the enemy had been planing to use this lethal
metrical in a bomb, and drop it on the city.  However, they never
managed to do enough reset into the bombs destructive capabilities,
and the project, and all the research was distoryed.  Later, uranium
was discovered again, and used for it's electrical power."
                                         "So this city had a nuclear
power plant?"  Callie nodded.
                                         "How did humans ever come
across the invention of nuclear weapons?"  David smiled. 
                                         "Well, we had a second war
too, but we called it a world war...."  Callie was shocked.
                                         "How can a whole planet be
involved in a war?!"  She cried.
                                         "Oh, believe me, it's
possible, any way.  Like I said, it was nearing the closing of the
second world war, and the allies were planing an invasion of Japan.
The president, ordered the go ahead of atomic bomb research, and they
ended up using only two, after the second one was drooped, the Japans
surrendered.  After that, there was a stand of between two countries,
the United States of America and the Union of Socialist Soviet
Republics.  Neither side trusted each other, and so nuclear weapon
reasrch went on, until the U.S.S.R. couldn't keep up, and eventually
collapsed.  End of story."  David noticed that Callie had a small
tape recorder.
                                          "What happened to all the
missiles?"  David shrugged.
                                           "Last time I looked, they
were still there."  Callie stopped the recorder, and picked up her
things.
                                           "Thank you Mr Sankowski,
that'll be all."  Commander Feral's voice said over a hidden speaker.
                                           "I still can't believe you
talked me into doing that Feral."  Callie said to the speaker.  "I
don't do interrogations."
                                           "I'm well aware of that
Ms. Briggs."  Feral said.  "Please drop the tape into me on the way
out."  Callie left, and the guard closed the door.  David sighed.  He
didn't know who he could trust.
Callie gave the tape to Feral, and proceeded to do a little
interrogation of her own. 
                                           "What's the deal Feral?"
She asked.  "The government banned nuclear bomb research fifty three
years ago, why on earth would you want to bring it up now?"  Feral
placed the tape into a drawer.
                                          "I'm afraid that's
classified information Ms. Briggs.  I have my orders."  
                                          "From the kats who are
denying David his bale?"  She asked.  Ferals eyes narrowed to slits.
                                           "Like I said before,
that'll be all, Ms. Briggs."  Callied growled, and stormed out of
Ferals office.  When she was gone, Feral picked up the phone.  He
punched in a few numbers, and leaned back in his chair.  "Yes this is
Feral."  He said into the phone.  "Tell Gorge I have something he
might be interested in."

                                            "Thank you for your time,
Mr Summers."  Troy said, shaking Greg Summers, paw.  "You've been a
big help to us."  Greg smiled.
                                             "I should be thanking
you Mr Smith."  He said.  "You've made my day."  The three humans,
and Dr Sinian, all waved goodbye to Greg, and drove back to the
museum.
                                             "I still would have
liked to know, exactly what theses scrolls meant."  Roger said,
braking the scilence.
                                             "Don't we all Roger."
Helen said.  "However, trying to make scence out of theses things was
like trying to understand what your saying, when your telling us
about the wonderful world of botany."  Everyone laughed.  Troy then
turned to Dr. Sinian.
                                              "Dr. Sinian."  He said
to her.  "Could you take us out of town, to the mountains?"  Dr.
Sinian looked at him.
                                              "You mean the megakat
mountains?"  Troy sighed.
                                              "Yea."
                                              "What's wrong Troy?"
Dr. Sinian asked.
                                              "I was just wondering."
He said.  "Way dose nearly every freak'n thing around here, begin
with the word, Mega?"  This had Dr. Sinan stumped.
                                              "You know."  She said.
"I've never really thought about that."

David Sankowski thought the small red ball, which they had given him,
up in the air for the one hundred, and fiftieth time.  He'd been in
this cell now for nearly five hours, and yet no one came though the
door  Where were his friends, had they been captured too?  Were they
looking for him right now?  He tossed the ball into the air for the
one hundred, and fifty first time.  
Suddenly, there was a bright purple flash, and a strange crackling
noise, like electricity.  The guards out side of his cell, suddenly
were struck by some kind of purple lighting bolts, and they fell to
the ground.  David edged back further along his bed, when a small
purple whirlpool type thing, opened up in front of him.  Out jumped a
small kat, in a purple robe, who looked like a living skeleton.
Jesse.  David thought.  This guy must really like purple, he's using
it every were.  I wonder if his favourite movie is Colour Purple.
                                               "Who the hell are
you?"  David said in fear and confusion.  "And how the hell did you
just do that?"  The creature laughed at him, and lifted his golden
pocket watch.
                                               "I am the Pastmaster,
Mr Sankowski."  He said.  He then pointed his watch at David.  "And
as for that little trick, it's magic."
                                                "What?!"  He cried.
"How did you.. were did you learn..What are you?"
                                                "I'm a sorcerer Mr
Sankowski."  The Pastmaster replied.  "nine hundred and forty one
years old, to be exact."  David began to relax a little.
                                                 "Gee, I could have
sworn you were only five hundred."  He said sarcastically.
Fortunately for David, the Pastmaster didn't understand sarcasm, and
took it as a complement.
                                                 "Flattery will get
you no were, Mr Sankowski."  He lower his watch.  "I have come for
you, with a purpose."  He continued.  "IT could be rather beneficial
for you."  David leaned closer to him.
                                                  "You've got my
attention."  The Pastmaster smiled.  He raised his watch again, and
created another wormhole, and he, and David, jumped though.

                                                  "I wonder were
their going?"  Dr. Sinan said, as she past five enforcer petrol cars,
escorting a very large semi trailer.
                                                  "Who cares."  Roger
said.  It's not our business.  We've got more important things to
worry about."  He looked out the window, at the surrounding country
side, which was mostly desert.
                                                  "So."  Dr. Sinan
said.  "What exactly are we looking for?"  Troy smiled.
                                                  "Our ship, the
Apollo."  He replied.  "Were going to pick up a friend we left behind
back there."  Abi looked over at him.
                                                  "You mean there's
more of you?"  Troy laughed.
                                                  "Just one more."
He chuckled.  "It was supposed to be a four man mission."
They drove the rest of the way in silence.
When they reached the site of the Apollo, they received a shock.
There was nothing there.  No David, no Apollo, no nothing.            
                                                   "Were the hell did
it go?"  Roger said, jaw hanging open.  Suddenly Abi was struck with
an idea.
                                                   "That truck we
pasted, thirty minutes ago, could the truck have been carrying your
ship?"  Troy thought for a moment.
                                                    "Look about the
right size for it."  He said.  He turned towards Abi.  "Do you think
David's made contact with the Enforcers?"  Abi shrugged.
                                                    "If you really
want to know, I have a friends who works for the government, and
knows all that go on in the Enforcer building."  Troy liked the sound
of that.
                                                    "Who, Callie
Briggs?"  Abi nodded.  "Well, lets get going.  If I know David, with
his attitude, he's probably got himself into so  much trouble, it's
not funny."

                                                    "Cool joint ya
got here, Pastmaster."  David said looking around.  The Pastmaster
smiled.
                                                     "Thank you Mr
Sankowski.  I don't put much into it."  He turned towards what looked
like a giant golden ring in the middle of the room.  He raised his
watch up to the ring, and fired a purple bolt into the middle of the
ring.  The ring began to glow, and a picture began to form.  David
gasped, it was of the Apollo crew, before they blasted of into space,
three million years ago.
                                                      "What the hell
is that thing?"  He asked.  The picture vanished, leaving only a
swirling mist.  The Pastmaster looked back at David.
                                                      "It's a Time
Hole."  He said to the confused human.  "With my watch, I can travel,
back and forth thought time, but the Time Hole, allows me to watch,
and learn, with out me being seen.  That was how I was able to learn
your past, and your name, Mr Sankowski."  David relaxed a little.
                                                      "That's really
impressive Pastmaster."  He said.  "But what dose all this have to do
my little 'ol me?"  The Pastmaster, returned back to the Time Hole.
He raised his watched, and the swirling mist changed to another
picture.  "That's the South Colorado Nuclear Missile base!"  He
cried.  He then looked at the Pastmaster, who smiled, and nodded.
David knew what he wanted.  David had special access to nuclear
missile sites, all over the United States.  "Why do you want a
Nuclear missile?"  He said.
                                                        "I want it's
destructive capabilities, such power in the right hands can make one,
invincible."  David didn't get it.
                                                        "If you want
that power so badly, why don't you just walzt in and get it.  And
with the power I've seen you posses, are you shore you need a nuclear
missile?"  The Pastmaster growled.
                                                       "Foolish
mortal."  He said.  "I my seem all powerful, but the secret of my
power lies within my watch, with out it, I'm nothing."  He then
turned back to the picture of the missile base.  "And as for going in
and getting it, I don't know much about these weapons, and I need
some one with the knowledge of such power, inoreder to get it
safely."  David realised he had the upper hand here, and he was going
to use it wisely.
                                                       "If I help you
get a nuclear missile."  He said.  "Will you show me what has
happened in the past three million years?"  The Pastmaster smiled.
                                                       "If that's all
you want David, I'll be glad to."  
Then the Pastmaster opened another time vortex, and together, they
both jumped in.
They appeared inside a missile launch control room.  He looked at the
Pastmaster.  
                                                        "Now what?"
The Pastmaster sighed, and growled.
                                                        "You have
your ID access card on you?"  David nodded pulling out his special
card.  "Then turn of the security systems."  David did just that.
They left the room ,and enter the silo.
                                                        "O.k."  He
said.  "So when do you begin your hocus-pocus?"  The Pastmaster shock
his head.  He raised his watch, and began to chant.
                                                       "Ohas, nonic
saio, rabie nonno hunkic!"  He chanted.  Suddenly, the missile began
to glow bright red, and then disapred.  David tapped him on the
shoulder.
                                                       "If that's all
you needed to do, why did you want me to disactivate the security
systems?"  The Pastmaster growled.
                                                       "For
intelligent beings, you shore are thick."  He opened the porthole
again, and they prepared to jumped though.  "The moment I would have
done anything, like talked or something, the security would have gone
off, alerting everyone on the base, and I wouldn't have enough time
to transport the missile, with out being caught.  I need you to
disactive it so I could move it in peace."  David shrugged.  Just
then, he heard someone moving around out side in the coddadoor.  Oh
shit, he thought, he'd left the door to the silo open, and the gourd
could see that it was open.  Quickly, he garbed the Pastmaster, and
jumped though.
The sentry gourd ran down the corridor to the nuclear missile silo,
and gasped.  One of the missiles was missing.    He noticed that the
alarm had been deactivated.  He punched the alarm button, and kept
starring at disbelief at the empty silo.  A General made his way to
the solider.
                                      "Privet."  He cried out, above
the sirens.  "What in blazes is going on here?"
                                      "Look for your self sire."  He
shouted back.  "One of the nuclear missiles is gone."  The general
looked at the empty silo, with his mouth open.
                                      "T..that's impossible."  He
stammered.  "There's no way in hell, anyone could have stolen a fifty
foot nuclear missile right our from under our noses."

The door opened to Abi's apartment, and in came Callie.  She looked
over at the three humans, then at Abi.
                                       "Hello Dr. Sinian, I'm glad
you called."  She walked over to the living room, and sat down.
                                        "What about David, Ms.
Briggs?"  Troy asked.  Callie got out a video, and placed it in the
VCR.
                                        "After meeting you guys in
the museum, I was then informed of the enforcers holding David."  She
pressed the play button on the remote control.  "However, He's not in
the good books with Commander Feral."  The picture showed, David in a
cell, then the guards were struck by a lighting bolt, and a strange
little kat hoped out of a whirlpool.  The two talked fro a moment,
then David followed the kat thought the porthole.  All three humans
watched, eye's wide with disbelief.
                                       "How the hell did he do that?"
Roger said.
                                       "He's an undead sorcerer, he
can do anything."  Callie said.
                                       "Hold on a second here."
Helen said.  "You mean that guy just used magic?"  Both Callie, and
Abi nodded.  "No way."  Helen said.  "It's not possible, He must have
used mirrors, or something."  Callie stopped the video.
                                       "It doesn't matter how he did
it, but that fact that your friend took off with a dangerous
criminal, puts him on the top ten most wanted list, and scince you
guys are sort of related to him, they'll be looking for you as well."
They all looked at each other.  "However, you can't stay here long.
You'll have to go else were."  Troy got up.
                                        "I don't mean to be rude
lady, but exactly were can we go?"  He said.  "We just can't book
ourselves into a hotel ya know."  Callie smiled.  She put her paw
into her hand bag, and pulled out a small communicator.  They all
looked at it, Abi and Callie both smiled, as they saw the humans
confusion. 
                                         "Don't worry."  She said.
"I'm just going to call some very good friends of mine."

Chance and Jake were watching t.v. when the alarm hanger sounded.
Fearing that the city needed them again, they rushed to the hanger,
were Chance reached the alarm first.  He slammed the receiving
button, and said in his usual voice.
                                         "Yes Ms. Briggs?"  Callie's
voice floated thought, from the other end.
                                         "T Bone?"  She said.  I need
you and Razor to come over to the museum right away, We've got
something special we need you desperately to look after."  T Bone
smiled.  Callie was asking them to look after something very
important to the museum, who she didn't trust Feral looking after.
Was this good or what.  "Shore thing Ms. Briggs, Razor and I will be
right on over."  With that, he hung up the phone, and they blasted of
for the museum.

Callie Briggs, put her communicator back in her bag, and turned back
to the humans, and Abi.
                                         "So let me get this
straight."  Troy said.  "You just called a couple of super-hero
vigilantes to come and take us into protective custody?"  Callie
nodded.  Troy just shock his head.  "A world of kats, undead
sorcerers, super-hero's, this is starting to sound like one of theses
corny Saturday morning cartoon shows."
Fifteen minutes later, they all heard the sound of a jet engine plane
approaching the museum.  It was a black, and red jet, with three
engines on the back.  It began to hover, then it landed on the roof.
The canopy opened, and out got two kats in flying suits with masks,
and helmets on.  Tory notices they also had no shoes on.  They looked
at the humans, for about five seconds, then walked over to Callie,
and Abi.
                                         "Hay look Razor."  T Bone
said to him as they jumped down from the jet.  "It's the rest of
those alien creatures that are supposed to be from our past."  For
five seconds they just looked at them, then they walked over to
Callie and Abi. "Are these the things were meant to be looking
after?"  T Bone said.
                                         "There called humans T
Bone."  Callie said.  "And in answer to your question, yes."  Razor
interrupted.
                                        "We already know what they
are Ms.Briggs."  He said.  "T Bone and I meet with one of them
earlier in the desert."
                                         "David, their missing
friend."  Abi said.  "He's gotten himself into a lot of trouble he
has."
                                         "What kind of trouble?"  T
Bone asked.  Now it was getting better.
                                         "He escaped from Enforcer
Head Quarters, with the Pastmaster." 
                                         "Ouch."  T Bone said.  By
now Troy had come over and joined in of the conversation.
                                          "I don't mean to interrupt
or anything, but what exactly is going to happen to us?"  The smaller
SWAT Kat stepped forward.
                                           "Dr. Sinain has arranged
for you three to stay with us."  He said.
                                           "Only until the heat dies
down."  The bigger one said.  "And when we also find your friend."
Troy smiled.
                                            "O.k. then, I guess we're
your house guests."  He shock hands with the smaller kat.  "I am
Commander Troy Smith."  He motioned to the rest of his crew.  "That
is Flight lutenit Helen Summers, and this is Dr. Roger Train."  Both
of them waved back.  The SWAT Kats were rather curerous about Ridge's
red hair, Roger noticed this, and ignored them.
                                            "Doesn't anybody on this
god for saken planet have red hair?"  All the kats shock their heads.
                                            "We'd better get going
before the Enforcers spot us."  Troy said goodbye to Abi, and Callie,
and together with the SWAT Kats, and his crew, they hopped on bored
the Turbo Kat, and flew of to the hanger.

David stood in the Pastmaster's temple looking over the nuclear
warhead.  Finally he turned to the Pastmaster.
                                             "No damage to the
missile."  He said.  "It's perfect for launch."  The Pastmaster
rubbed his hands with glee.
                                              "At last."  He cried.
"I have the most powerful weapon in my paws."  He walked over to the
war head, and rubbed it's sides.  Just then, David tapped him on the
shoulder.
                                             "A deal's a deal Pasty."
He said.  "Lets see your end of the bargain.  What happened, three
million years ago?"  The Pastmaster smiled.  
                                             "I knew you'd say that."
He said.  "I know that when you've seen the past, you'll ask another
favour of me as well."  He raised his watch to the Time Hole, and
turned it on.

The Turbo Kat pulled into the hanger, and every one got out.  Troy
looked around.
                                             "Impressive."  He said.
"Looks like you kats have  a whole base down here."
                                             "Well."  Razor said.
"We have to, ignored to keep tabs on the city, so that we know what's
going down."  Roger stepped forward.
                                             "How did you meet
David?"  He asked.  Helen turned towards them.
                                              "You know."  She said.
"I've been wondering the same question."  T Bone raised his paws, in
order to clam them down.
                                              "O.k. o.k. kits."  He
said.  "It's story time."  Roger gave Troy a funny look.
                                              "Kits?"  He whispered.  
                                              "Never mind."  Troy
whispered back.  "Just pay attention.

David took a step back.  He blinked, once, twice.  He couldn't
believe what he'd just saw.
                                              "Dear God no."  He kept
muttering, over, and over.  The Pastmaster, began to walk away.
                                              "I know what your going
to say, Mr Sankowski."  He said.  "You want to go back in time, and
prevent all that from happening."  He turned around to face the
human.  "However, let me warn you of something.  Being a time
traveller, I've had experience with history, and the past.  If I
wanted to, I could have gone back in time, and prevented the birth of
theses meddling SWAT Kats, but I couldn't."
                                              "SWAT Kats?"  He asked.
                                             "You remember the two
kats in the flying suits, and the masks, back at the Apollo don't
you?"  David nodded.  
                                              "Oh yea, them."  He
then came a little closer to the Pastmaster.  "Then why didn't you go
back in time, and prevent their births?"
                                              "This is why."  He came
closer to David.  "David Sankowski."  He said, in a deep voice.
"Listen, and listen well.  You being an Engineer, you know that every
thing has a law."  David nodded.  "Well, so dose Time travel.  One of
theses laws is, that no matter what you do in the past, the outcome
will always be the same, in the future."
                                               "That's really nice."
David said.  "But what dose all that mean in English?"  The
Pastmaster shock his head.
                                                "It means you can
not, in no possible way, change the past, or the future."
                                                "You can't change the
future?"  David said.  "What do you mean by that?"
                                                "There is no future,
there is no past.  Time is all around us Mr Sankowski.  You can call
today, the present, but the future is the present also, as well as
the past.  It depends on what time zone your in.  In other words,
what's meant to be, is meant to be.  Behold."  He turned on the Time
Hole, so that David could see into the future.
The picture showed the Pastmaster with some sort of golden crown,
with jewels.  He was fighting the SWAT Kats.  The smaller SWAT Kat
knocked over a coffin, and smashed the jewelled crown.  Then the
whole temple began to shake, and the Pastmaster, fell into a raging
pit of fire.
                                               "Behold."  He cried
again.  "My fate.  I am destined to die that time in the future, only
in two months."  David looked confused. 
                                               "You mean that you
know your going to die, and you can do nothing about it?"
                                              "No, not really."  He
said.  "Just before I fall into the pit, I intend to heliport myself,
back here, to spend the rest of eternity."
                                              "Why?"  David asked.
                                              "Once that has
happened, I can not take one step outside this temple's protection,
or fate will have my life.  No matter what I do, nothing can save me.
However, I can step outside the temple before my supposed death,
because here, Time has no meaning.  If you like, you can go
backwards, to the time for your percents meeting, or go forward to
see your grandchildren.  As for me, when the time comes, I won't be
able to go any further into the future, and I'll be stuck here, for
the rest of time."
                                               "Well, it proves that
you don't have the guts to try and change the past, but I do."  He
picked the Pastmaster up by the cloak.  "I must change the past, and
you're going to do it for me."
                                              "Not me."  The
Pastmaster said.  "If you wan to try to change the past, your going
to have to do it your self."  David put him down.
                                              ".O.k. then."  The
Pastmaster said.  "This is what I want you to do..."

SWAT Kat H.Q.

Helen was looking over the Turbo kat with T Bone, who was showing her
all the controls.  Troy was talking to Razor about the history of
their worlds, and compering the differences.  Roger was watching t.v.
Suddenly, he got up, and called for everyone to come over.
                                              "What's up?"  Helen
said, as she jumped down from the Turbo kat ignored to see what he
was on about.
                                              "It's that little short
purple guy from the prison, he's holding the M.A.S.A.  Head Quarters.
It appears that he is trying to launch something."  
The picture showed the Pastmaster standing on some sort of tower,
blasting at the Enforcer choppers with his watch.  Suddenly Troy
leapt forward.
                                             "Stop that image right
there."  He cried.  Roger, paused the t.v.  He turned to the SWAT
Kats.  "Is there any way of magnifying that image?"
                                             "Well."  Razor said.
"We can hook the picture up to the computer, and do it from there.
                                            "Well."  Tory said
rushing over to the computer.  "Let's do it then."  A few moments
later, Razor had the image up on the screen.  "Now."  Troy said.  "Do
a close up on this section here."  He pointed to a silo.  Razor
magnified the image, as far as it would go.
                                             "Look!"  Roger said.  
                                             "It's David."  Helen
cried.
                                             "I was right."  Troy
said.  The SWAT Kats just shock their heads.
                                            "If your friends allied
himself with Pasty, your not going to be very popular with Feral."
Suddenly, the hanger alarm went off.  T Bone ran over to the alarm,
and turned it on.
                                             "Yes Ms. Briggs."  He
said.
                                              "T Bone."  Came Callies
voice.  "It's the Pastmaster, he's back."
                                              "We already know that
Ms. Briggs."  T Bone said.  "Were already on our way."  Suddenly, he
felt a furless paw, on his shoulder.  He turned around to see Troy.
                                              "Were coming to."  He
said.
                                              "What makes you say
that?"  He asked.
                                              "That's our friend out
there, and he needs our help." Troy said.  "So were coming along,
weather you like it or not."  T Bone looked at Razor.
                                               "Lets not try and
argue with them T Bone."  He said.  So with out another word, they
all blasted of towards the Pastmaster.

The Pastmaster laughed as he shot down another Enforcer Chopper.  He
turned and looked down at David who was modifying the missile for the
launching.
                                               "Nearly finished down
there David?"  He called out.  David looked up at him.
                                               "All ready and set to
fly Pastmaster."  He called out to him.  "However, don't you think
that distroying the city with a nuclear missile, is, weeelllll, you
know, a little bit too much."
                                               "If I can't control
the city, no one can."  Came his reply.  David thought for a moment.
In his thirst for knowledge, he was going to distroy a city.  He now
understood the saying, 'a little knowledge can be a dangerous thing'.
He looked up at the Pastmaster.  "Why are you, doing all this for,
really?"  The Pastmaster looked down at him, and smiled.
                                               "Fate."  He said.  "It
will happen, and it's going to happen."  
Just then, the heard the roar of a jet.
                                               "That sounds formula."
David said.  The Pastmaster sighed.
                                               "The SWAT Kats?!"  He
yelled out.  He raised his watch, and began to blast purple bolts at
them.  
                                              "Hang on."  T Bone
yelled to the passengers.  He pulled the Turbo kat into a tight lop,
as he dodged five bolts.  He finally brought the jet straight.  "Hah,
couldn't do better than that?"  He turned to Razor.  "It's all up to
you now buddy." Razor brought down his visor.
                                               "I got him right in my
sights T Bone."  He said.  "Octopus missile, deploy."  Troy got the
shock of his life, when the trap door in the belly of the jet
suddenly opened, and two missiles drooped out of it.  The missiles
then put on a burst of speed, and rocketed towards the Pastmaster.
The Pastmaster just smiled, and raised his watch.  He blasted the
missiles out of the air.  He then fired another volley of bolts at
the Turbo Kat.  T Bone dodged the blasts, and turned to Razor.
                                               "Well."  He said.
"That didn't quite work."
                                               "Our only other
option, is to land the jet, and try and reach the Pastmaster by
foot."  T Bone brought the Turbo Kat into hover mode.
                                                "Roger that."  He
said.  "Going in on foot."  He brought the Turbo Kat down behind a
building, out of site form the Pastmaster.  They got out of the Jet,
and prepared to engage the Pastmaster.
                                                "You guys stay here."
Razor said to the humans.  "We can't risk you all getting injured, or
Feral getting his paws on you."  They then climbed up the tower
towards the Pastmaster.
However, he saw them trying to get to him.
                                                "You SWAT Kats have
interfered with my plans for the last time."  He aimed his watch at
the SWAT Kats.
                                                "No!"  T Bone yelled,
as he raised his gloveatrix, with lighting fast speed, and fired a
spider-missile at the Pastmaster.  The Pastmaster yelled out
something, and fell over backwards, blasting widely all the way.
Meanwhile, sown in the silo, David had been concentrating on what he
was doing that he failed to notice the SWAT Kats attacking the
Pastmaster, until he was nearly nicked by a power bolt.
                                                 "Jesus!"  He cried
out.  "Watch were your..."  He saw the SWAT Kats fighting the
Pastmaster.  They were running at him with some sort of shields, and
the Pastmaster was firing away trying to untangle himself from a net.
"Get away from him!"  He shouted to the SWAT Kats.  This stopped the
SWAT Kats, because they'd never herd anyone stick up for a villain.
They turned to see David., who had his welding laser aimed at them
both.
                                                 "Hay lisent, uhh...
David?"  T Bone said.  "Were the good guys, were here to help you."  
                                                  "David."  Razor
said to him.  "We have your friends in our jet, they insisted they
come along to help you."
                                                 "My friends?"  He
lowered the welder a little.  "Here?"  Razor realised he was getting
to him.
                                                  "Yes, there here."
David raised the gun again.
                                                  "If you know them,
then what are there names?"  Razor thought for a moment.
                                                   "Uhh... Troy...
Uhh, Helen, andddddd.... Uhh... Roger."  David lowered the gun fully.
However, while the SWAT Kats were buys trying to talk to David, he
had managed to untangle himself from the net, and get the drop on the
SWAT Kats, as he knew he would.
                                                   "Die, you pests!"
The Pastmaster screamed out.  
                                                   "What the?!"  T
Bone said, as he and Razor just managed to dodge the lighting blot
the Pastmaster thought at them.  He thought more at the SWAT Kats,
until, they got unlucky, and were both stunned by a bolt.  They fell
to the floor and lay there just barley conscious.  Satisfied with his
work, the Pastmaster turned to David.
                                                    "Launch it, NOW!"
He cried out to him.  
Just then, he heard a formula sound.
                                                    "Don't do it
Dave!"  He turned to see Helen, Roger, and Troy all standing just at
the opening of the silo.
                                                    "Troy."  He cried
out.  "I have to do what he says, it's the only way."
                                                    "The only way to
do what?"  Troy said back to him.  
                                                    "The only way to
change the past."  Tory gave him a funny look.
                                                    "How can blowing
up a city, change the past?"
                                                     "If I do what
the Pastmaster says, he will let me go back in time to prevent the
distruction of the human race."
                                                     "And by killing
millions of innocent creatures in the progress."
                                                     "With the past
changed it won't matter.  We wouldn't have meet them, so we wouldn't
have known them"  David then turned back to the laptop he was
holding.  
                                                     "David, NO!"
Troy cried out, but it was to late.  David typed in a few commands,
and the missile did the rest.  There was a god almighty roar, as the
missile's rockets kicked in, and began to send the missile sky wards.
David then scrambled out of the silo when he realised that he was
going to get a major case of sun burn, and right into the waiting
arms of his former friends.  Suddenly, the Pastmaster began to chant
something, and a storm cloud began to appear above everything.
                                                    "What the hell
are you doing now?"  David asked.  The Pastmaster smiled.
                                                    "I'm going to
escape just before the missile explodes, I don't want to be around
when this place suddenly becomes ground zero."  He then turned back
to David.  "Sorry, only room for one on this ride, you can sty
behind."  David's jaw drooped.  "Thank you so much....I believe the
word you use is called, sucker!"  David growled.  The Pastmaster
continued with his spell, but was suddenly interrupted, when he was
jumped by the SWAT Kats, who had finally woken up, and were wrestling
with him.  The vortex meanwhile began to change colour from a darkish
purple to a lit pinkish colour.
                                                   "That's what you
get for trusting someone who's more then a few centuries old Dave."
Troy said to him.  "Now before were all incinerated in a nuclear fire
ball, I'd just like to say it was me who put that dent in your car
three weeks, and three million years ago."  David looked at him, then
smiled.
                                                   "It anit over
until the fat lady sings Troy."  He said.  He then raised the
wielding laser at the missile.  Taking careful aim, he blasted the
nose cone of the missile, were the computer guidance control was.
The missile without it's guidance began to lose control, and flew
right into the vortex.   The moment the missile entered the vortex,
it began to become unstable, and began to create an imbalance between
this time zone, and the other which the Pastmaster had opened up.
Everything was being sucked into the vortex.  Including the humans,
the SWAT Kats, and the Pastmaster.  The Pastmaster began to shut the
vortex, but was unable to do it in time, as the vortex closed, he
went in with it.

"Dad?"  Able said, coming in.  "Are you o.k.?"  Robert looked over at
the half human, half cat creature, whom he'd adopted as his own son,
after the K.A.T. project was put into full swing.
                                          "Yea."  He said.  "I'm
o.k."  Able gave him a funny eye.
                                          "You shore dad?"  He asked.
"You didn't sound like it."
                                          "I said I'm fine."  Robert
growled.  Able, a little frightened by this left the room.
Robert then walked to the window, and looked out, at the sky, which
was beginning to turn dark.
                                          "That's strange."  He said,
as he opened the window.  Suddenly there were lighting bolts coming
out of the clouds.  His eye's widened with shock.  "What the HELL?"
He shouted.
Then there was what sounded like an enormous explosion, as the clouds
suddenly parted, and out came what looked like a fifty foot tall
missile.  The missile landed on the ground, and skidded to a stop.
Then seven smaller objects were hurled out of the clouds and landed
in the river, then the clouds all disapreed, as quickly as they
arrived.  Robert blinked a few times, before he managed to find his
voice.  "Holy shit."  Was all that came out.  The door opened again,
and Able pooped his head around the corner.
                                           "Dad?"  He said.  "Did you
just hear an explosion?" He turned to his son, and nodded.
                                           "Come on."  He said,
rushing out the door.  "Get the A.T.Vready, were heading out to the
river."
The All Terrain Vacile glided over the sandy rocks towards the River.
Able set the ATV down, and they both jumped out of the car to see to
the creatures that had come out of the sky.
                                           "I don't get it."  T Bone
said.  "How come the missile didn't explode when it hit the ground?"
                                           "T Bone." Razor said to
him.  "David distoryed the computer guidance control, there for the
computer couldn't tell the missile to explode, it's one of those
missile that don't explode on contact."
                                            "What just happened?"
Troy said getting up.
                                            "We've past through the
vortex."  The Pastmaster said brushing himself of.  "Were in another
time zone.  The real question is were?"  
                                            "Are you all right?"
Robert said, jumping down from the ATV.  Troy looked at him.
                                            "Your a human?"  He said.
Robert gave him a funny look.
                                             "Of coups I'm human."
He said.  "What else would I be?"
                                             "What year is this?"
Troy asked.  Robert gave him another funny look.
                                             "Were have you been, in
Space?"  He asked sarcastically.  "It's 2009."
                                             "2009."  Helen said.
"That date is six years after we blasted off."
                                             "Six years?"  Robert
said.  He then got an idea.  "Your name wouldn't be Troy Smith, would
it?"  He said to Troy.  He nodded.  Robert looked at the other three
humans.  "Then your the crew of the Apollo space craft witch
disappeared six years ago."
                                             "Yes we were the crew of
the Apollo Space craft."  Troy said.  Robert just shock his head.
                                              "How can that be."  He
said.  "You guys disappeared six years ago."  Troy sighed.
                                             "It's a long story
Mr......"  
                                             "Dillon, Robert Dillon."
He said.  David gasped, silently.
                                             "Dillon."  Troy said.
"Anyway, like I said, it's a long story."  He looked around.  "By the
way, could you tell us were we are?"
                                             "Your in the United
States of America, in the state of New Mexico."
                                             "At least were back in
the good ol' U.S. of A."  Hellion said.
                                             "Who are your friends?"
Robert asked, looking at the SWAT Kats, and the Pastmaster.  Troy
gave  him a funny look.
                                             "You mean you've seen
kats before?"  He asked.  Robert laughed.
                                             "Seen them?!"  He cried.
He waved at the car, and out stepped Able.  David, Helen, Roger, and
Greg's mouths all fell open, in shock.  "May I present to you, my
adopted son, Able."  Robert said.
                                              "He's a....a....KAT?!"
Helen said.  Robert smiled.  
                                              "After your ship left
earth, six years ago, I was granted research on MY project K.A.T."
He looked over at Able.  "And as you can see.  The project was a
complete success."
                                              "What were they
designed for."  T Bone said, suddenly butting in.
                                              "They were to be a new
breed of super soldiers for the United States army, they were the
best of the best."  One side of Robert's moth went up.  "And they
proved themselves too, in the second Sino Japanese war.  Now, China
is a democracy because of them."  T Bone didn't know what to think.
"Who are you?"  Robert asked.  "I've never seen your type of
uniform."  He looked at the Pastmaster.  "And what the hell happened
to that one, looks as if his face was blown off."  The Pastmaster
growled.
                                              "There from the
future."  Troy quickly said.  "About three million years into the
future."  Robert looked at Troy.
                                              "Are you sure?"  Robert
asked him.  "You'd think after three million years, they would have
evolved a bit."  Troy shrugged.
                                              "I have no idea why
they didn't evolve, but I'm sure there's a logical explanation."
David, and the Pastmaster both looked at each other.  Razor noticed
this, but kept quite.
                                              "Any way."  Robert
said.  "I'm sure there's lots to talk about, lets go back to my
place, and disuse it there."  Every one pilled into the land cruiser,
and they drove off for Robert's house.  Every one's eye's except for
Robert's, Razor's, Pastmaster's, and David's were focused on Able.
Robert was busy driving, The Pastmaster was fascinated without the CD
player, David kept on looking at Robert, and Razor was watching
David.  Razor knew that David knew something, something about this
Robert guy, that he wasn't telling anyone else.
                                              "Were here."  Robert
said, pulling into the drive way.  Every one got out of the car, and
looked at the house.  It was weird looking.  It looked like a series
of Domes connected to each other in a strange pattern.  "Come on in."
Suddenly, four wired looking robots with wheels instead of legs
suddenly came rushing out from no wear ,and began shooting of into
the dessert.  "Oh don't mind them."  Robert said.  "There my worker
bots, they're heading out to tend to my crops, it's about the right
time for them too.  They're never behind."  Every one headed inside
into the largest of the domes.
                                             "....and that's how it
all happened, Mr Dillon."  Troy said, taking another sip from his
coffee.  Robert put down his cup.
                                             "Interesting."  Robert
said.  He then turned to the SWAT Kats.  "Tell me."  He asked them.
"What is the future like.  I mean, your world?"  Both T Bone and
Razor looked at each other.  They both put down the glasses of milk.
                                            "Well."  T Bone said.
"What do you want to know?"
                                            "For instance....your
type of government......your civilisation advances, your civilisation
in general."  
                                            "Uhhh..."  T Bone was
stumped.  He'd failed history.  He looked over at Razor and gave him
that 'that's your que to jump in buddy' look.  Razor rolled his eyes
in his head and smiled.  He then began to drone on about the history
of their earth, and the political movements that were happening at
the time.
                                            "Your history is almost
as identical to ours.  You had a stone age, a medieval age, an
industrial revolution, and two great wars."  
                                            "You don't need to fill
us out on yours, Troy already has."  Razor said.
                                             "I suppose I did."  Troy
said. blushing.  T Bone was fascinated.
                                             "How did you do that?"
T Bone asked.
                                              "Do what?"  Troy said.
                                              "Change colour?"  It
took a moment for Troy to realise that he was talking about when he
blushed.
                                            "Oh that."  He said.
"Don't worry , it's a human thing."
                                            "What else can you do?"
Troy tough for a moment.
                                            "Well, instead of panting
when we are hot, we sweat.  What happens is that water comes out of
our skin, and cools us down, there for we don't need to pant, like
cats, and dogs do."
                                            "That's disgusting."  T
Bone said.
                                            "T Bone."  Razor said.
"You just can't call something disgusting because we don't do it."  T
Bone shrugged.
                                            "What's up with you Dav?"
Troy asked.  This got David's attention.
                                            "Yea Dav."  Razor said.
"You've been quite ever scince we've arrived here.  What's wrong?"
David looked nervous.
                                            "uhh.....uhhh...."  He
said.  He looked at Robert.  "I....was, just.....just....thinking
about what happened to the nuclear missile that came with us here."
                                           "Oh yea."  Helen said.
"What did ever happen to that?"
                                           "Oh I wouldn't worry about
that."  Robert said, getting up.  "There's no one around here for
miles, so there's no hurry about looking for it."  Then he pushed a
button.  "Besides, my robots can pick it up some time later."  He
opened a door and began to walk out.  He stopped suddenly.  "Oh by
the way.  Since your guests in my house, make your self comfortable,
but stay out of my lab."  He notices that every one had gone quite.
"Oh, don't worry about that.  It's just that last time I had visitors
here, one accidentally strayed into my lab and blew up an important
project of mine."  He shock his head and shuddered at the remembrance
of that incident as he walked thought the door.
                                          "Nice guy."  Roger said.  T
Bone looked at the Pastmaster.
                                           "Don't you be going any
were pastie."  He said.  "We wouldn't want you to leave us stranded
here don't we."  He picked up the Pastmaster by his cloak.  The
Pastmaster chuckled.
                                           "I wouldn't do anything
nasty to me SWAT Kat."  The Pastmaster said.  "Remember, were guests
in Mr Dillions house.  You wouldn't want anything to happen to me
would you?"
T Bone slowly put him down.  "That's more like it."  The Pastmaster
said.  T Bone walked over to Razor.
                                          "Razor."  He hissed under
his breath.  "I don't like this."
                                          "Nether do I buddy."  Razor
whispered back to him.  "But we just have to go along with it., until
we can get out of here."  He looked over at David who was looking
about nervously.  "In the mean time, lets keep an eye out on that
guy, he's been acting funny ever scince we showed up here."

Later that night....

David Sankowski crept out of his room and down the hall way.  He had
a hunch, and he was going to see if he was right.  He walked though a
series of tunnels, until he came to a door marked 'LAB'.  Underneath
that was another sign that read, 'Do not enter when red light is on'.
The red light wasn't on, so he quietly opened the door.  He nearly
jumped out of his skin when a paw came down on his shoulder.  He spun
around to see Razor, and every one else, except for Robert, Able, and
the Pastmaster.
                                          "Could you tell us what
your doing here?" Razor said.
                                          "None of your business Fur
boy."  He said, trying to shove him away, but it proved useless.
                                          "Razor informed us that you
know something that we don't."  Troy said, shoving his face in front
of David's.  "So why don't you tell us, instead of us finding out the
hard way."  He took a step back to allow T Bone to step up.  He
cracked his knuckles, and smiled.
                                           "I can't be to sure,
unless I see for myself."  David said. struggling to break free.
"Once I see if my theory is correct."  Razor dropped him, and he
proceeded to walk down the stairs, and everyone followed him.  The
stairs weren't that long, and they got to the bottom in no hurry.
                                           "It's too dark."  Roger
complained.  "I can't see a thing."
                                           "We can."  T Bone said.  
                                           "That's because kats eyes
can see in the dark."  Razor added.
                                           "We already know that."
Roger said.  Suddenly T Bone and Razor's ears pricked up.
                                            "Did you guys here
something?"  T Bone said.
                                            "Here what?"  David
asked.  Suddenly, lights flooded the room.
                                             "Greetings, one and
all."  Robert Dillon said.
                                            "Here that."  T Bone
said.  Looking at Robert.
                                            "I thought I could trust
you all."  Robert said.  "I thought I convinced you with my story."
                                            "Not all of us."  David
said.  "I know what your up to."
                                            "You do?"  Robert said
with a smile.  "What am I up to?"  David looked around, and saw the
object he was looking for.
                                            "That."  He said,
pointing to the nuclear missile just hidden behind Robert.  "I know
what your plan is, I know everything."
                                            "Do you just."  Robert
said.
                                            "Yea."  David said.  "The
united States government didn't grant you research on the Thermo
bomb.  So your going to use the nuclear missile to start a war with
Russia."
                                             "The Soviet Union
disbanded years ago."  Robert said.  "There's no threat fro them, why
would I want to aim a missile there?"
                                             "Because the U.S.S.R.
may be disbanded, but the nuclear missiles are still there in their
silos.  Still programmed to be launched at the United States.  Also
because you know that this missile is American owned, as if it goes
of the Russians back yard, the defence system left over from the cold
war will launch Russia's missiles on the United States."  Robert's
smiled, an evil smile.
                                             "I have no idea on how
you figured out my plan Mr Sankowski, but it'll do you no good."  He
turned on the rest of the lab lights, to revel the missile ready to
fire.  "Because I've already begun the count down.  All I have to
do."  He pointed to a small control panel.  "Is push this red
button."  T Bone sighed.
                                            "Why is it all you psycho
megalomaniacs create a little red button to launch your doomsday
weapons?"  He asked.
                                            "I don't know."  Robert
said.  "All I know is that you can kiss the human race good-by, and
say hello to the dawning of a new era."
                                             "NO!"  A voice called
out.  Every one turned to see Able, standing at the top of the
stairs, holding a shot gun.  "Father, no."  He said.  "You don't need
to do this."  Robert glared at Able.
                                             "Able?"  He said,
narrowing his eyes to slits.  "What are you doing?"
                                             "I saw you as a good man
father."  He said.  "However, you've grown to evil.  The father I
knew years ago would never do anything like this.  You've grown
spoilt father, used to getting what you want, then suddenly your
grant is cut of for the first time."
                                             "You know nothing Able."
Robert hissed.  "When the government cut of my funding, I was left
high and dry five million dollars out of my pocket.  THEY OWE ME!!"
Able was silent for a few moments.  
                                            "I am truly sorry
father."  Able said.  "Even though I have killed many humans over the
past years, I can not allow you kill millions of innocent souls."  He
aimed the shot gun right at Robert.
                                            "Ungrateful brat."
Robert yelled at him.  "I created you, I can distroy you."  He pulled
a gun from his coat and took aim at Able.  Able pulled the trigger.
Robert fell back from the blast, smashing into a table.
"How....could you."  Robert said.  "You shot your own father."  Able
drooped the gun.  "I was only bluffing."  Robert choked.  Able began
to cry.  "NOT!"  Robert cried.  He got back up and shot Able three
times in the head.  Able fell to the ground, with out a sound.
"Well."  Robert said.  "Mother did say never to be to careful."  He
opened up his coat to reveal a bullet proof vest.
                                              "Murder!"  T Bone
shouted.  He raised his glovatrix.  "Octopus missile, deploy."  He
shouted.
                                              "What the?!"  Was all
Robert managed to shout before the missile hit him in the chest, and
pinned him against the wall.
                                              "YES!!"  David shouted,
as he jumped up and down, and did a little dance.
                                              "What's up with you?"
Troy asked him.
                                              "We've changed
history."  He cried grabbing hold of Troy.
                                              "What do you mean?"  He
asked.  David clamed down a little.
                                              "That old little Nome
said it couldn't be done."  He sat down in a chair.  "You see.  When
I was a guest of the Pastmaster he showed me what happened to the
earth, three million years ago.  You see, he managed to get control
of a nuclear missile, and launch it at Russia.  The missile destroyed
Moscow, and the Russian defence computer retaliated by launching a
Nuclear strike on the U.S.  The N.O.R.A.D. defence computer also
launched it's Missiles at Russia, however, they also connected to all
of eastern Europe's missiles and fired all of them off, and vies
versa.  So all of Americas allies, and all of Russia's allies, were
firing Missiles at each other, so the whole world was decimated.  In
the aftermath of the war, the Kats who had managed to survive, began
to mutate because of the radiation, and the evolved, backwards, into
normal cats, then as time progressed, another dinosaur age sprang up,
and then, the cats began to evolve the other way, evolving back into
what they are, three million years in the future."
                                              "So are you tell me
that kat kind, evolved back into normal cats due to the radiation.,
then evolved back again."  Razor asked.  David nodded.
                                              "There's your evolution
solution for you."  David said.  "That's what happened three million
years ago.  But we prevented it all from happening."  Razor and T
Bone gasped.
                                              "Wait a minute."  Razor
cried.  "If you prevented it, that will mean we'll cease to exist."
T Bone covered his eyes, and curled up, as if expecting a bomb to go
off.  Five minutes pasted with all of them is silence.  
                                              "If you guys are going
to cease to exists, your sure taking your sweet time."
 Helen said.  T Bone and Razor both looked around.
                                              "If were still here."
Razor said.  "The only other explanation is...."  Suddenly Robert
garbed Helen from behind and shoved the gun against her head.
                                              "...That you haven't
changed history."  Robert finished the sentence for him.  Every one
spun around to face Robert.  
                                               LEAVE HER ALONE!!"
Roger shouted, rushing at him.  However, Roger forgot about the gun
Robert was holding, and shoot Roger in the head.  Helen screamed as
he fell to the ground.  Dead.
                                              "Nice try Mr Dillion."
Robert said.  "But you see, I've always gotten what I want."  He
edged towards the red button to fire of the missile.  The SWAT Kats
edged towards him, but Robert just laughed.  Trying to stop me
hero's?"  He chuckled.  "Oh go right ahead.  Kill me, and you'll kill
your whole civilisation in the progress."
                                              "Not really."  Razor
said.  "If that missile isn't fired, we cease to exist."  Robert
thought for a moment.   
                                              "Good point."  He threw
Helen into the SWAT Kats and leapt for the button.
                                              "NO!"  David cried.  He
leapt for Robert, and caught him of guard.
                                              "Get of me fool!"
Robert shouted, as he and David struggled for his gun.  "You can not
delay the inevitable."  
                                               "Not if I can help
it."  David shouted.  He pulled free the gun.  HE aimed it at Robert.
Robert was puffed.  He looked up at David who was aiming the gun at
him.  "Die you son of a bitch."  David hissed, as he pulled the
trigger.  Robert fell back on to the control panel pushing the red
button.
                                               "Launch activated."  A
voice said.  The missile roared to life, and shot out of the silo,
and into the sky.  David stood there, open mouthed.
                                               "Congratulations
David."  Robert said with a smile.  "You just distroyed the world."
He tilted his head back and began to laugh.
                                               "NNNOOOOO!"  David
screamed.  In his anger of trying to save the world, he'd forgotten
about Robert's bullet proof vest.  He screamed at Robert, and fired
the rest of the guns round into the control panel around him.  Robert
was electrocuted, and died instantly.  
                                              "I hate to be an I told
you so, but I told you so."  David turned to see the Pastmaster.
                                             "I thought I stopped
him, how could this have happened?."  Robert said weakly.  "What went
wrong?"  The Pastmaster sighed..
                                             "I told you."  The
Pastmaster said.  "You can not, in no possible way change the future.
You thought you have prevented the war, but it still happened, one
way or another, it would have happened.  Time travel is a tricky
business lad, and now you've just put the murder of six point two
billion lives on your shoulders."  David glared at the Pastmaster.
                                             "I'll kill you, you
bastard!"  He shouted, and fired the gun at the Pastmaster.  It
clicked, reminding David that he had spent all of the ammo on Robert.
                                             "Yawn."  Was all the
Pastmaster said.  "You've really got to learn how to control that
temper of yours David.  Anyway...."  He got up and produced his
watch.  "And now."  He said.  Let us return to the future, before
this place becomes ground zero."  The room was filled with a bright
purple light.  The was a tremendous explosion, and then there was
silence.  For almost five minutes, there was not a sound in the room.
Suddenly, Robert's eyes flickered open.
                                             "heh he heh heh."  He
laughed.  "Good thing my coat was insulated."  He got up and began to
walk towards the exit.  "I'd better get some lead between me and
ground zero, pretty fast."  He walked past Able, and out the door.
No sooner had he left, then Able slowly got up.  It was a good thing
Robert had forgotten that he had genetically engineered his skull to
be rock hard.  He felt the scars were the bullets had hit, and
applied some bandages to them.  He had heard what Robert had said.
He'd better find some shelter too.  Time travel is a tricky business,
unpredictable, and indoor to keep chaos from happening, the strangest
things can happen. 

Megakat City Present day.....

Everyone landed in a heap on the runway of the M.A.S.A. space port,
were they had left.  It was night time, and there was police tape all
around the Turbo kat.  
                                             "Weeeerrrrreeee
baaaack."  T Bone said, getting up.  David looked about.  The
Pastmaster was no were to be seen.
                                             "That little Nome took
of without saying good by."  David growled.
                                             "Take it easy Dav."
Troy said, putting a hand on his shoulder.
                                             "Yea Dav."  Helen said.
"Look on the bright side.  "At least we stopped the Pastmaster."
David spun around to face them, his fence was red with anger.
                                              "We didn't stop him."
He cried out, the little shit knew all this was going to happen."
                                              "Come again."  Troy
said.
                                              "That little guy has
this big circle thing witch allows him to view everything thought the
time line.  He himself told me about his death."  The SWAT Kats were
now listening in on this.
"I just rewrote history , and I'm responsible for the death of human
kind."  He put his head in his hands.  "This day can not get any
worse."
Suddenly, a black helicopter appeared from no wear, and a voice
bombed out over a mike.
                                              "You on the ground,
stay were you are."
                                             "Me and my big mouth."
David ground.
                                             "Well, that definitely
isn't' Feral."  T Bone said, looking at the Helicopter.
                                              "Then who's is it?"
Helen said.  No one had time to answer her question.  They were
sounded by what looked like kat commandos dressed in black.  The
leader of the group approached the three humans, and began counting
them.
                                              "Were's your forth
member?"  He asked in a strong voice.
                                              "He's dead."  David
said, not moving.  The kat turned to the SWAT Kats.
                                              "You have nothing to do
with this."  He said to them  "You are free to go."
                                              "What about them?"
Razor asked pointing at the three humans. 
                                              "They will be looked
after."  He said.  "In the mean time, you may go."  T Bone leaned a
little closer.
                                              "Why do you keep trying
to get rid of us?"  He said.  The kat felt for his gun.
                                              "You ask to many
questions SWAT Kat."  He said.  "Now, are you leaving, or do I have
to use lethal force?"
                                              "Why do you want them
to go?"  David said to the kat.  The kat spun around to face him.  He
was silent for a few seconds, then he spoke.
                                              "That's no concern to
you."  Was all he said. David stepped closer to him.
                                              "I believe I have a
right to know."  The kat was getting nervous.
                                              "You have no rights
here freak."  He said.  "Now, shut up or I'll shut you up
personally."  He raised the butt of his gun.
                                               "Like I care."  David
said with a laugh.  "It's not every day you wake up and find your
self responsible for the death of your inter race.  Right now, I
couldn't care less what you do to me."  He patted his pocket.  Every
one looked to see a bulge in his pocket, just the right size for a
pistol.  Troy thought for a moment, could he have garbed a gun from
Robert's house before they left.
                                               "What have you got in
your pocket?"  The kat asked.  David smiled.
                                               "Wouldn't you like to
know."  David said.  "It could be a gun, or it could be just a
harmless old toy.  You decide."  Helen looked at David.
                                               "Dav."  She said in a
nervous voice.  "What are you doing?"
                                               "Relax Sweaty."  He
said.  "I've got everything under control."  Helen thought for a
moment.  David had never called her sweaty before.
                                                "I'm sure we can work
things out peacefully."  The kat said.  He was really nervous.  
                                                "You know, I said the
same thing to Robert Dillon, and did we make peace, NO!  So why
should I?"  In a flash, he reached for his pocket.  The was the crack
of a gun, followed by silence.  David stood there, swaying a little.
He was holding a small black object.  "The garage door opener."  Was
all he said.  Helen saw a small red puddle growing around the bottom
of David's feet.  With a smile on his face, David Sankowski fell over
backwards, and hit the gowned.  Troy walked over and felt his neck.
No pulse.  He was dead.
                                               "Well."  Troy said to
the kat standing in front of him.  "I hope your happy.  'Cause he's
dead."
                                                "Kats alive."  He
said silently.  Troy walked over to the SWAT Kats.
                                                "Well."  He said.
"It's been fun.  Mabey we'll see you guys again some time."  He shock
paws with both SWAT Kats, and walked over to Helen.  Putting his arm
around her, he walked over to the Strange kat in the black army gear.
"We've seen enough killing for one day.  We'll go peacefully."  The
kat blinked a few time, then ushered them towards the helicopter.
The SWAT Kats watched them leave, with David's dead body, and Helen,
and Troy.
                                                "How about we head
for home."  T Bone said.  "Before more weird creatures from our past
start popping up."  Razor looked at his partner, and smiled.
                                                "You know something
buddy."  Razor said.  "I'm thinking the same thing too."  They both
smiled at each other, and headed for the Turbo Kat.

The Next Day....

Troy sighed as he looked out the window.
                                                 "It was sure nice to
let us stay at this place.....what was it called?"
                                                 "Pumadyne."  Helen
said, taking another sip of her coffee.
                                                  "Yea what ever."
Troy said looking out the window.  Suddenly he turned back to Helen.
"Ya know something."  He said.  "We're the Omega couple."  Helen
raised an eye brow.
                                                 "The what?"  She
said.
                                                 "Listen."  He said.
"Over in Greases, they have this temple with two figures in it.  The
Omega Man, and the Alpha Man.  The Alpha man is the first man, and
the Omega is the last man, so we are the Omega couple, the last
humans alive."  Helen smiled, and lent back in her chair.
                                                 "You know we've just
solved one of the many mysteries of the universe."  She said.  Troy
looked at her.
                                                 "Really."  He said.
"What's that?"
                                                 "Weather or not you
can change history."  Troy smiled.
                                                 "Great."  He said.
"That's one down, and about another billion to go."
                                                  "Wait a minute."
Helen said, sitting up.  "You refereed to us as the Omega couple
right?"  Troy nodded.  "But we aren't married."  Troy walked over to
her, and kissed her on the lips.
                                                  "You want to get
married?"  He asked.
                                                  "A nice way to
propose."  She said.  Kissing him back.  Troy smiled, and looked out
at the rising sun.
                                                 "You know
something."  He said.  "Mabey the human race isn't finished after
all."

END.