It was just another warm sunny afternoon in Megakat City, the people went about their business and outside the city was Jake and Chance's garage, inside a pair of oil covered hands were wrapped around a monkey wrench. These hands belonged to Jake Clawson, who was the vigilanty, Razor of the SWAT Kats, but today he was alone working on some old scrap that had just been dropped off an hour ago.

Jake wished his friend Chance was here to help him right now, but he had been called to Megakat city bank to sort out some paperwork that had been misfiled. Then he had to head down to the dock to pick up some spare parts and then have to make a house call outside of the city. It was going to be a long lonely day for Jake.

As he worked to sort out the scrap, Jake felt really angry right now. "I wish something or someone would show up and make my day a little better!" he groaned to himself in a fit of rage.

Well... he got what he wanted when a familiar car with a familiar driver showed up. One that always made his day much better when she showed up. Callie Briggs.

Callie had come in from Megakat City after her car began making some bad cranking sounds. This would be her second time at the shop in two years, but she always liked coming here because of how well Jake and Chance kept her car tuned up for her.

"Hi, Jake," she greeted. Like a gentleman, Jake opened her door for her. Getting out, she ran her fingers through her golden hair. "This hunk of junk as been acting strange since this morning and I need to get to the new amusement pack that Mayor Manx is opening this afternoon. Would you mind taking a look at it?" she asked.

"Sure," Jake smiled. As he opened the hood to Callie's car, the first thing he saw was that her oil line was cracked and her wiring to the dashboard was messed up. Now that he knew what needed fixing, Jake turned to inform Callie on her problem.

"Jake, can you fix it... or not?" Callie asked, worried that she would have to buy a new car.

"Well, you got two small problems that can be fixed in about twenty minutes," Jake told her. "Callie, if you like, you can have a seat on the couch in the office and help yourself to whatever we have in the fridge."

Callie smiled. Jake was always a thoughtful of others. "Jake, you're such a gentleman," she cooed a bit while giving him a peck on the cheek. Callie found that the couch was a nice place to sit. It was very comfy, was kept clean even in place that was filled with filth and next to it were some magazines sitting on the table.

Thinking some reading would make time pass by, Callie decided to do just that. Mostly the magazines she saw were sports magazines, but she didn't care because there might be a picture of Razor on one of the pages. As she flipped through the pages, Callie heard Jake shouting at the top of his lungs. Looking up from the magazine, there was Burke and Murray in their dumptruck mocking him.

"And just look at the time, Jake, it's time for you to sort through this junk," Murray laughed, as his brother pulled the lever to dump all the scrap in front of the open garage door.

"Hey, stop!" Jake shouted, in both anger and shock. "You can't dump that here!"

But it was to late, all the junk and scrap landed on top of Callie's car. The deputy mayor's once lovely car now looked as if it had been through a hurricane... and boy was Callie mad. Storming out of the office, she confronted Burke and Murray who were now very worried that their job was on the line.

"You two will pay greatly for this!" Callie shouted, pointing to her car. Burke tried to explain that they didn't mean to destroy her car, but Jake had already taken the liberty of telling her that this was not the first time that they had dumped junk on them.

"And that is how it has been every time they come," Jake said, crossing his arms. His eyes were still locked onto Burke and Murray. "They do nothing but make fun of us."

Callie looked at them now with disgust. "I want to see you two in my office first thing tomorrow," she said in a firm, but demanding tone.

"We're sorry, miss Briggs," Burke and Murray said sadly, knowing that this was just the start of their troubles, so they left without saying another word.

"I can't believe it!" Callie frowned, as she looked at her car. "I spent two years saving up for this thing and now it's wrecked." Jake however wasn't worried, for if there was one thing he was good at: it was fixing things.

"Don't worry, Callie," he said, assuring her that the problem wasn't all that it appeared to be. "If you give me a week, Chance and I will have it looking brand new." Callie looked at him, a smile was already showing. "You really mean that?" she asked.

"Sure," he replied. Callie couldn't help but smile as she hugged him. "Thank you, Jake," she whispered softly, but seductively in his ear. Jake felt his heart beat faster. Was Callie flirting with him? Either way, he didn't mind it at all. That was when Jake remembered that Callie need to get to the opening of the amusement park.

"Callie, I better get you to the opening," Jake stated, pulling out his motorcycle keys. "I completely forgot," she gasped following him to a small shed. Inside was a black 2004 Harley Davidson with red racing stripes. "Ready for a ride?" he asked, and in no time at all they were heading toward the opening, nothing was slowing them down, until Commander Feral saw them go by. If there was one thing he didn't like it was crime, but to see the deputy mayor ridding on the back of a Harley, speeding through traffic with one of his ex-Enforcers, it made his blood boil.

"That hotshot," he growled, "taking the deputy mayor joy riding," looking down at the speed finder, Feral saw that they were going the speed limit, but he still needed to give Jake a good talking to.

Feral put his car into gear and turned on his sirens. Callie and Jake didn't have time for this, but they couldn't run from the law, so they pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the commander to give his little lecturer on obeying the traffic laws. Feral stepped out of his car, his eyes glued to Jake's motorcycle as he looked at him with a frown. His teeth where grinding together as walked up to them, and then he pulled out his notepad and started writing the ticket.

"Don't you know that joy riding is against the law, Jake Clawson?" Feral asked, still frowning at the young tom. Looking up at his ex-commander, Jake tried to explain why he and Callie was ridding the way they were. "Look, Feral," he sighed. "I had to get Callie to the opening of the new amusement park."

"That doesn't give you the right to break the law, and put the deputy mayor's life in anger!" he shouted, causing Jake to jump a bit. "Why, if you were still on the force, I'd have you fired without pay." Callie however was not to pleased with the commander's attitude. It was just not right that Jake, who was kind of enough to offer her a ride, was now being ticketed, and it made her angry. Very angry.

"Commander Feral!" snapped Callie with her arms folded. "I think you are over reacting. Was Jake doing anything wrong? Because when I checked, you still have a few tickets to pay yourself, don't you?"

Feral looked a little nervous. "Yes, I guess you're right," he shrugged.

"I have the feeling that if I don't get to the opening, then I might get some heat from the crowds," she continued, "and then do you know who's fault it will be if that happens?"

The Commander raised an eye brow at her question. "Mine," he simply said, but he looked back at Jake. What he was about to do was something he rarely did. Putting away his notepad, Feral cleared his throat and straightened his uniform. "I won't give you the ticket now, but I do suspect you to drop by my office to pay the fine," he said calmly.

Will, do, commander," Jake smiled. Then Feral departed form them.

Callie smiled proudly when the commander was out of sight. "Well, I guess that is al-" Callie was interrupted when her phone rang. She pulled it out and saw that the caller was Mayor Manx. "Hello, Mayor Manx. What's the matter?"

"Callie, where are you?" Manx gasped. His voice barely made it through the loud shouting of the crowds behind him. "The crowds are getting wild. They all want to ride the rides, but I can't open the park without you. Please, hurry!" Then Manx hung up.

Without asking any questions, Jake and Callie headed off for the opening. Along the way, Callie couldn't help but feel that Jake was happy to spend this much time with her. The day was turning out alright for both of them, but the day was not over yet.

As they rode up to the opening, they could clearly see that the crowds were getting anxious and very irradiated from standing around waiting for the park to open up. Callie looked around for Mayor Manx. There he was hiding behind one of the speakers. As the crowds continued their rantings, Jake took Callie around the back so she could calm the people.

"Callie, where have you been?" Manx asked, quickly ducking his head as a rotten apple flew past him. "It's pandemonium out there," he gasped in fear as more fruit was thrown.

"I'll tell you later," Callie replied. She didn't waste a minute calming the crowds. "People of Megakat City. I want to thank you all for coming out on this beautiful sunny day," she said to the crowds of people who all looked at her with mixed expression. But on top of the roller coaster, hiding in the shadows was the evil Pastmaster. "Today, this amusement park will be the start of our one of five fund raisers around the city. Every single time you buy a ticket for a ride here, that money goes into our bank for the benefit of all who need it."

During Callie's speech, the Pastmaster never took his eye off of her. "Soon, you will be my bride and I will be ruler of this city with you at my side," he snickered, then walked off and got ready to make his first move.

"So I, Callie Briggs, is happy to announce that Wildfire amusement park is now open to the public." The crowds cheered when Callie picked up the scissors and cut the red tape, declaring the park to be open. In a matter of seconds the whole park was filled with people. The rides started up without hitch and there was many happy faces to be seen.

"I don't know how you can handle the crowds, Callie," Manx stated as he straightened his suit and fixed his wig.

"Well, I don't mean to brag but, it's just something I'm good at." Callie said with a boastful smile. "Call it a perk, if you like."

Manx finally saw his chance to confess something. Something he had been meaning to say to Callie since the day the two of them had been taken hostage by Dark kat. "Yes, it is something you're good at. That is why..." he took a deep breath and let it out. "...I'm giving up on being mayor, and I want you to run for mayor next year, Callie."

Callie and Jake's eyes went wide with excitement. "You mean it?!" she blurted in complete surprise. Manx nodded and left her and Jake alone.

None of them said a thing for a while. Jake was the first to break the silence.

"I'm glad the city will have an intelligent Mayor for once." He said, truly happy for her. Taking her hand in his and bringing it to his face to kiss it.

Callie blushed, flattered. "Thanks Jake." She purred.

"And we'll also have a very beautiful, organized, and sweet one." He continued, nuzzling her hand with his face. That was when he stopped and started blushing himself. " I forgot to ask, would you like to go on some of the rides with me?" he asked with a nervous shy smile.

"Yes, I would like that." Callie replied. "Lets call it a date, say lunch after a few rides?"

Jake gave her a thumbs up and said, "Great." With that the two of them entered the park to have some fun, but the Pastmaster had seen how Jake had shown his feelings for Callie and it really made him mad.

Trying to take my bride is he? The Pastmaster said to himself. "It appears that I may have to deal with this weakling." he growled with a sneer.

As the evil Pastmaster paced circles around his lair that was under the amusement park, he looked at his boiling cauldron of black magic. He smiled to himself knowing once he found the right source of ingredients to finish his mind control spell, then Callie would be his without any problems. The Pastmaster quickly grabbed his book of spells and flipped through the pages.

The thought of his upcoming victory made him laugh. "Soon I will be unstoppable, the Enforcers will surrender and I will destroy any who gets in my way."

As he read through the pages, a dark figure walked into his lair. "And what about the criminals that are in your way?" the unknown figure asked with a deep, but almost demonic voice.

The Pastmaster glared at the sound of the voice. "Let me guess, you're Dark Kat, am I right?" he asked, not looking up from the book.

Dark Kat looked suddenly offended by the sorcerer's lack of respect. "I suggest you change your tone with me my friend," he threatened. "I might just feed you to my Creeplings for this insult on our first meeting."

"Pathetic mortal!" the words burst from the Pastmaster like an explosion. "I am going to be ruler of this Megakat City, and there is no way I am going to let you ruin that for me!" Without saying another word, the sorcerer grabbed his magic watch of time and fired a blast of dark energy from it. The Omega leader was to slow to avoid the blast as he was sent flying across the room. Dark Kat rolled to his feet, his eyes burning with rage, but he quickly straightened his outfit out.

"Wait Pastmaster," he shouted. He held something up in his hand, and the Pastmaster winced with confusion as he got a good look at it. It was a picture of Callie, but he soon grew angry when Dark Kat flipped it over to show Callie and Jake holding hands.

"I know that you desire to have Deputy Mayor Callie Briggs as your wife..." Dark Kat smiled. "...And I also know that you hate this kat for trying to win her heart for himself. So here is what I offer: We join forces and share the city."

The Pastmaster rubbed his chin pondering the idea of having some help in taking the city over, but he knew something Dark Kat didn't suspect him of knowing. "If we work together Dark Kat," he said looking up at Dark Kat with a creepy smile. "Then you will just try and take the city for yourself." he went on. "And the only way to make sure that doesn't happen is to destroy you!" The Pastmaster then raised his watch and let loose another blast of dark energy at the Omega leader without hesitation. The dark energy engulfed Dark Kat.

"NO!" Dark Kat screamed as his body was drained of life. His body lay motionless on the floor, his dark yellow eyes were now bright white and his fur was no longer purple, but dark gray.

"Dark Kat, the one thing I learned from traveling through time is that you are very good at lying," he admitted putting his watch back in cloak. "But I don't need any help when I can raise the armies of the dead and use them too get what I want." then he went back to finishing his mind control spell that he would use on Callie.

But unknown to the Pastmaster was that the Dark Kat he killed wasn't really the real one. Many miles outside the city was the Omega's stronghold, and inside, the real Dark Kat smiled as he watched his clone get killed. "So, the Pastmaster believes he can take over the city with the arm of the undead, does he?" he turned to some of his men. "Keep an eye on the Deputy Mayor. She might be of some use to us."

"Yes, Lord Dark Kat," they said, but one stayed. He walked slowly behind his dark leader and reached for his knife, but Dark Kat turned and and reached out wordlessly. His massive hand closed around the assassin's neck and lifted him off his feet. The assassin's eyes bulged, but he kept his silence.

Dark Kat smiled at the assassin's feeble attempt to kill him. Reaching up, the assassin desperately tried to pry himself from free, but to no avail.

"Who sent you?" Dark Kat rambled dangerously. "I want to know... Now!"

"You-won't-get nothing from me," the dangling assassin gurgled, barley able to breath. He manged to get some more words out of his moth. "Your empire will... fall like the Roman empire, but... Callie Briggs... will be even mightier then you."

"To hell with you!" Dark Kat growled. "Where did you come from!" He squeezed harder, the threat in his grip implicit.

When the assassin finally replied, his voice was a choked whisper. "I... came from the past."

Dark Kat was not please. Even when the assassin's body went limp with an awful, unquestionable finality, that hand continued to tighten, producing a chilling snapping and popping of bone, like a dog padding on plastic. Then with a disgusted snarl Dark Kat finally threw the doll-form of the dead assassin against a far wall. Several Omega troops ducked out of the way just in time to avoid the grisly missile.

Dark Kat whirled unexpectedly, and Omega troopers shrank under his demonic stare. "I want this entire base searched for anyone who isn't a Omega and bring them to me." He paused a moment, then added, "Quickly!"

But in the Dark ages, the lovely Queen Callista had seen how Dark Kat had murdered her most trusted assassin. It was freighting. If Dark Kat had this much power, then he could even defeat the SWAT Kats. Callista quickly called her closest and most trusted knights to a meeting. She had to come up with some sort of plan to aid the SWAT Kats against both the Pastmaster and Dark Kat.