The Doctors of Doom: Fan Script

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Re: The Doctors of Doom: Fan Script

Postby Kooshmeister » Tue May 22, 2018 8:10 pm

The SWAT Kats and their foes clash! The two vigilantes focus primarily on the fully transformed Ci-Kat-A drones created from the MASA guards. T-Bone fires some Mini Tarpedoes from his Glovatrix, hitting the first drone in the face. He flies down awkwardly and lands, struggling to wipe the drippy black glop from his face. With a hearty "Hi-ya!", Razor leaps in and kicks him in the stomach, knocking him down, where he lies on his back and flails. A Venus Trap Fly swoops down at him, and he ducks, allowing it smack into another Ci-Kat-A. Whirling, he fires a plain old explosive missile, which hits the winged insectoid abomination, splattering it all over the Ci-Kat-A. The drone, the one with the mustache, wipes the bug guts off of himself and with a hissing rasp, launches himself at Razor, trying to bite him. He and Razor roll around on the ground.

Meanwhile, T-Bone is going hand to hand. He punches Steven in the face, then grabs his arm, falling over onto his back on purpose, sending the converted guard flying. He smacks into the Ci-Kat-A who had the tar all over his face, bowling him and Convict #3 over. He turns and finds himself attacked by Convict #2, who grabs an overturned park bench, lifting it with superhuman effort, muscles straining. Growling, he swings it at T-Bone. The burly SWAT Kat leaps back, and is seized from behind by another drone, whose salivating mandibles prepare to sink into him. But T-Bone is inadvertently saved when Convict #2, yelling, swings the bench again. Right as he does so, T-Bone falls to his hands and knees with the drone on his back. The bench smacks the ex-MASA guard off of the SWAT Kat's back, and then T-Bone leaps up and swings one leg, sweeping Convict #2's feet out from under him. The convict drops the bench and hits the ground. T-Bone leaps onto him and brings his elbow down hard on his head, knocking him unconscious. Whirling as the drone gets up, he launches a Bola Missile, which handily ties the flailing kat-insect to the trunk of a nearby tree.

T-BONE
Ha! Gotcha!
(smirks)
Stick around, ugly!

RAZOR
(from offscreen)
T-Bone!

T-Bone turns and sees Razor still struggling with the mustached Ci-Kat-A. Assuming a firing stance, he fires another Bola Missile, which snags the transformed kat, knocking him off of Razor. He flails around, tied up. Razor gets up and he and Razor high-five one another.

RAZOR
Good teamwork!

They hear sickly buzzing, and turn to see more Venus Trap Flies swooping down at them. Suddenly, high-powered laser fire rips in from offscreen, shredding the insect-plants into so much lumpy, stick goop, and the SWAT Kats turn to see the squadron of Enforcer choppers flying in. They begin saturating the park with smoke bombs to confuse the Ci-Kat-A and the Venus Trap Flies, some of whom fall flailing to the ground, coughing and sputtering like bugs that've been sprayed with insecticide.

Nearby, Mayor Manx's chauffeur races headlong across the grass, with Callie hot on his heels and a huffing and puffing Manx bringing up the rear, holding on to his toupee. The third and final giant grub worm is doggedly pursuing them. One of the choppers hovers above them, and a rescue ladder is dropped. The chauffeur reaches it first and scrambles up, followed quickly by Callie. She turns and yells at Manx, who has fallen dangerously behind, panting and sweating.

CALLIE
Mayor! Come on!

MANX
(wheezing)
I ca... n't... C-Callie, go on without me... I'm done for!

Spluttering like a deflating whooppee cushion, the exhausted Mayor falls down and almost doesn't make it, grabbing one of the rungs. Callie pulls him up. Turning, Manx sees the giant worm approaching, shrieks, and begins climbing so fast he almost overtakes Callie. The chopper lifts off, as the two of them and their chauffeur get safely aboard. Commander Feral is flying.

CALLIE
(relieved)
Thank goodness you got here, Commander!

FERAL
Don't worry, Ms. Briggs! The Enforcers can take care of these hideous monsters!

He swoops around, firing at the giant worm. It roars and sprays acid at it. Feral yanks at the controls, dodging, causing the chopper to yaw and pitch uncontrollably. Callie and the chauffeur cry out as they're flung to one side. They steady themselves with one hand on the wall. Manx, yelping, grabs at the back of Feral's seat.

MANX
Feral, fly this thing steady!

FERAL
Mr. Mayor, that's difficult when giant monsters are attacking!

He lowers his visor, and we see, from his P.O.V., a targeting scope aiming at the monster. He fires, sending a missile which hits the monster dead center, exploding it violently into thick mushy goo. Some of it splatters the windshield. Feral rights the aircraft, steadying it, and Manx's eyes roll back into his head.

CHAUFFEUR
It's okay, sir! I've got you! Fall into my arms!

Manx simply slips through the chauffeur's arms and thuds to the floor of the cargo bay. Thunk! Outside, an Enforcer chopper lands near the SWAT Kats, and Felina Feral and a group of Enforcer commandos leap out. Although some are armed with standard laser rifles, a majority are packing unusual-looking weapons: gas-propelled dart guns. They run up and take up positions on either side of the SWAT Kats, loading their guns with feathered darts filled with a kind of greenish liquid. T-Bone and Razor look a little confused.

T-BONE
What's that stuff, Lieutenant?

FELINA
Watch and see!

Snapping the dart compartment of her weapon shut with a click, Felina takes aim at one of the onrushing converted convicts. With a soft hiss of expelled gas (rather like a silenced handgun), she fires a dart of the green liquid, which sticks into Convict #4's chest. He is flung back. With a yell of pain, he flops around on the ground, eyes squeezed shut, and T-Bone and Razor watch in amazement as he reverts to normal. His wriggling ceases, and, with a gasp, he opens his eyes to reveal that they're normal again. His conversion has been reversed by whatever it was Felina just injected into him. Steven gets up and rushes at them.

FELINA
Look out!

A commando beside her whirls and fires. The dart hits the bug-eyed security guard in the neck. He plucks it out, but then falls to the ground, contorting in agony, and they watch as his green compound eyes slowly transmogrify back into his original kat ones. Rising, he looks extraordinarily confused. He and Convict #4 are quickly overtaken by the commandos, who wrap them in emergency blankets and escort them to the waiting chopper.

RAZOR
I don't believe it! You found a way to reverse the effects of the bite!

FELINA
Let's see if it'll work on these guys.

She eyes the drone who's tied to the tree. Snarling, he flexes his sticklike arms with surprising strength and snaps the bonds of the Bola Missile, and hops down, rushing at the group with clawed hands outstretched. Slipping a dart into the chamber, Felina snaps it shut, aims and fires. The dart imbeds itself into the segmented underbelly. The Ci-Kat-A promptly backs up, emitting a shrill shriek of pain. The sound of crunching bones and squishing organs fills the air as he begins to slowly and painfully transform back into his original self. His wings and segmented body parts disappear, arms and legs thickening, becoming more muscular, antennae receding into his head, his mouth slowly changing shape, and while he is undergoing this, his voiced becomes less and less monstrous, until it becomes a perfectly ordinary feline groan, and he falls to his hands and knees, head bowed, shaking and panting.

RAZOR
It's a miracle...!

The MASA guard, returned to normal, slowly raises his head, blinking his eyes.

MASA GUARD
Ahh... wh-where am I?

FELINA
Safe.

She motions to the commandos, who get a blanket over the guard's naked body. Grimly, she turns and fires a dart into the mustached guard, with the same results. He too slowly reverts back to his regular self, only naked, and looks extremely confused about where he is and what's happened to him. Throughout the park, teams of Enforcers are exiting from their landed aircraft and using the dart guns to shoot both the convicts and guards, repeating the process, whittling the Ci-Kat-A army down to nothing methodically. As for the Venus Trap Flies, they're dealt with using regular firearms, blasted apart with well-aimed laser shots.
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Re: The Doctors of Doom: Fan Script

Postby marklungo » Wed May 23, 2018 5:04 am

Nice to see the guards returned to normal.
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Re: The Doctors of Doom: Fan Script

Postby Kooshmeister » Sat Jun 02, 2018 2:22 pm

Hit a minor snag in the form of writer's block. Hope to continue the story soon, though.
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Re: The Doctors of Doom: Fan Script

Postby marklungo » Sun Jun 03, 2018 1:46 am

Kooshmeister wrote:Hit a minor snag in the form of writer's block. Hope to continue the story soon, though.


Any way I can help?
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Re: The Doctors of Doom: Fan Script

Postby Kooshmeister » Sun Jun 03, 2018 10:19 am

Naw, I need to work this out myself. But thanks. RazorHappyCait
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Re: The Doctors of Doom: Fan Script

Postby Kooshmeister » Thu Jun 14, 2018 9:53 am

Feral's chopper circles the park and finally lands near where the SWAT Kats and Felina are standing.The engine cuts out and the rotor blades begin winding down as Callie hops out and runs to where the SWAT Kats are, embracing them.

CALLIE
Boy am I glad that's over!

RAZOR
(a little apprehensive)
Something tells me that wasn't the end of it. Where's Street?

He walks to the big hole the insect army came out of, peering down. There's nothing but blackness. Despite this, Razor doesn't look particularly relieved. Callie gently touches his arm.

CALLIE
I'm glad you guys showed up when you did. I would've called you, but...

Razor turns and looks at her.

CALLIE
(sheepishly)
...I lost the communicator.

RAZOR
Where at...?

CALLIE
At Megakat Biochemical. It must've fallen out when I dropped my purse.
(worried)
Someone may have picked it up!

RAZOR
(grinning)
No worries, Ms. Briggs. We'll just do a scan for it. That way, we can find out where it is, and whether or not someone's got it.

CALLIE
And then what?

RAZOR
I dunno. We'll take it from there.

Meanwhile, T-Bone grins and slaps Felina on the back as the two observe the now once again normal kats being tended to. The convicts are being handcuffed, so relieved to be normal again that they're not even resisting, while Steven and the MASA guards are being given medical attention. Everyone seems to be okay.

T-BONE
How'd your Enforcer lab boys manage this, Lieutenant?

Felina frowns a little.

FELINA
We had a little "help."

T-Bone and Razor exchange glances. Hearing the whup-whup-whup of another chopper, they turn and watch it land. The door slides open, disgorging a thoroughly enraged Dr. Viper and attendant commandos guarding him with laser rifles. He has cuffs on.

VIPER
You foolsss! I told you, thisss was only a dissstraction!

T-BONE/RAZOR
(shocked)
Viper?!

FELINA
(to Viper)
Distraction or not, we weren't about to just let the park get attacked, slimeball.

She turns and looks at the confused SWAT Kats.

FELINA
A case of "the enemy of my enemy is my friend." Viper agreed to give us the antidote to the Ci-Kat-A bite that was already in his bloodstream in return for us stopping Street. We cured Corporal Taylor successfully as a test. Once that was out of the way, we just flew on over here.

T-BONE
Wha--? Stop Street?
(eyes Viper)
What's goin' on?

VIPER
There'sss no time to explain! You have to ssstop him!

EXT. MEGAKAT HEIGHTS - DAY

Street flies towards Ann Gora's highrise apartment building, accompanied by Murdoch, his last remaining ally. The leader of the escaped convicts has grown wings by this stage in his slow transformation and can now fly alongside his partner without aid.

STREET
(to himself)
And now, my future queen, it's time I paid you a vizzzit....

INT. MEGAKAT HEIGHTS - ANN'S APARTMENT

Ann Gora is on the phone.

ANN
An attack at the park? Sure, I can get down there right away--

She turns and gasps as she sees Street and Murdoch making a beeline for the window. She screams as the glass shatters, and the buzzing alien scientist lands on the floor, Murdoch behind him.

STREET
I've come for you, my dearest!

ANN
(into the phone)
Call the Enforcers, I'm being--

Striding forward, Street grabs the receiver, crunching it in his hand, tossing the remnants aside.

STREET
Now, now, Mizzz. Gora... none of that. We don't anyone to come and zzzpoil the mood!
(to Murdoch)
Watch the door.

Nodding, the buzzing prisoner goes and stands by the front door. Street gently takes Ann's arms by the wrists. She's petrified, shaking.

STREET
Yezzz, think of it, Ann. The zzztory of a lifetime!

ANN
Wh-what do you want with me?!

STREET
How forgetful of me! I got zzzo caught up in planning our romantic rendezvous together that I forgot you aren't entirely aware of my planzzz. You zzzee, Mizzz Gora, we Ci-Kat-A can reproduce one of two wayzzz. The way I wazzz created, and the way I made my friend here, or the "natural" way, through the offzzzpring of a queen!

ANN
B-But what has that got to do with...

She trails off, eying Street's salivating mandibles.

ANN
(horrified)
Oh no! You can't mean--

STREET
Oh, but I do! I can think of no she-kat I wish to make my queen more than you!

ANN
But, but it still won't be entirely natural... even if you bite me and turn me, it still won't be the same as the original queen!

Street looks a little melancholy all of a sudden.

STREET
(sadly)
True... but it'll be good enough. And good enough izzz all we Ci-Kat-A have left...
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