Chapter 1: Backstory
I really don't know how to start this, so hi. My name is Ryan Furlong. Yeah, I know what you're thinking: Chance has a brother? Well, you're wrong. He has a son. Anyway, I'm 14 years old and I've been living with him and Jake at the salvage yard since the day I was born. I'm pretty physically fit, since they always challenge me with the obstacle course. The thing is, I didn't know there was more to that course until a few years ago. As usual, Dad and Jake had to go somewhere, leaving me alone in the garage. I was just talking to a friend from school on the phone when I leaned against a control panel and hit a random button. I heard a whole bunch of loud noise behind me.
"Uh, dude, I'm gonna have to call you back," I said, hanging up the phone to go explore. An entire wall had opened behind me, revealing two lockers and an elevator with markings on it. The lockers were green and both of them had a name. One was labeled "T-Bone" and the other "Razor". Those were the names of the SWAT Kats. They had saved Megakat City just about every day for the last 18 years. I knew something was always a bit fishy when Dad and Jake had to "go somewhere", but this was just crazy. I didn't know my Dad and his best friend were heroes. I thought they were just mechanics! Jake, or should I say, Razor, had told me that they were Enforcers once, but Feral had fired them because that's just what kind of person he was. About a half hour later, the Turbokat flew into our garage, right in front of where I was standing. I had to sprint to get out of the way before it ran me over on the elevator. The SWAT Kats hopped out after the engines shut down. I hid behind one of the jet's wheels, hoping to bring this subject up at dinner. After Dad and Jake had changed back into their mechanic uniforms, I knew I was in deep trouble if I didn't get back to the garage before they saw me. I never did make it. They caught me sprinting, trying my hardest to make it to the couch before they noticed me. Fortunately, they did wait until dinner to bring it up. Actually, I brought it up.
"So, who'd you guys get today? Was it Dr. Viper or the Metallikats?"
"What are you talking about?" Dad said. Jake took a rather heavy swallow of milk.
"Look, I know your secret, Dad. Or should I say, T-Bone?"
Dad and Jake looked at each other really quickly and finally, Jake spoke.
"Yes, we are the SWAT Kats. No, you can't tell anyone at school or Feral would hunt us down and kill us."
"On one condition," I said, seeing the opportunity to get what I'd been wanting for a long time. "You let me ride in the Turbokat."
Dad looked at Jake and said, "Why not? He's old enough." That's how it all started. Three years later, for my 13th birthday, they blindfolded me and took me into the hangar. They stopped me and took off my blindfold. The first thing I noticed was that there was an extra locker next to Dad and Jake's.
"No way." I ran over to the locker and opened it with the first code I thought of, 82897, which was my birthday and favorite number. The lock clicked and the door swung open, revealing a SWAT Kats uniform in my size, as well as a Glovatrix. I put them on, and we went through the Reflex Room, which was a bit new to me. I had operated it manually for T-Bone and Razor a few times over the past few years, but that's it.