SWAT Ponies: The Radical Squadron

Canterlot Mountains

“So, let me get this straight, you want to cast a spell on Spike to make him grow in a controlled manner, instead, we got again Spikezilla and a unknown jet that is trying to stop him to wake havoc on the city, I am right ?” an angry Rainbow Dash exclaims, carrying a groggy Twilight Sparkle on her back, trying to put distance between the black jet fighting Spike and them, “Geez Twi, and you guys always are saying that I am the reckless one.”

“No more bell sprouts, Celly” Was the purple librarian mumble over the shoulder of the daredevil, still dazed for the magical backslash.

“Later I am going to get to you for this Twi, just wait” Rainbow says, anger seeping in her voice, jumping to avoid a boulder, while jogging with the purple alicorn on her back, suddenly, an increasing shadow in the floor calls her attention, then a net was launched towards her, before she could even scream, she was lifted with the librarian before a huge green and purple tail smashed the ground where they previously stood.

“Need a lift?” a raspy voice from above says, jerking her head up, Rainbow saw a brown Pegasus looking down from a hole in the lowest part of the unknown ship canopy, clad in a blue, red and black jumpsuit.

“Who are you?”

“The name is Razor, and my friend on the controls is T-bone, we are the SWAT Kats”

“Fast with the ladies, Razor?”

“Shut up and fly, T-bone”

“Roger, Tell the ladies that this is going to be a jumpy ride!” T-bone says, then the black airship jerked up, avoiding a giant purple claw.

“Wha-“the rest of the phrase dies in Rainbow throat, as they both were pulled into the belly of the fighter and then the black airship lurching forward, at the same time, tree more fighters appears, these ones better equipped than the others that the vigilantes have fought before.

“Unknown aircraft, this is Lt. Spitfire from the Wonderbolts, release the two hostages that you are carrying in this moment and come with us to the nearest airbase in Cloudsdale district.”

“What are we going to do now Razor?” T-bone asks, “These guys apparently are better trained than the Enforcers, and we still have a little problem” the pilot says, jerking his head towards the huge dragon on the forest.

“Well, we are almost out of fuel, and we need to resupply, I think we better follow them for now, buddy” the marksman on the aircraft says, gaining a glare from his partner, “however we need to check how we are going to help to solve this problem.

“Affirmative” The pilot says, pulling the lever to fall in formation with the other aircrafts, and all of them going towards the south west of the position of the huge lizard.

“I only hope that we can explain to the locals why we shot down two of their aircrafts…”

Cloudsdale Air District, four hours later

“YOU TWO!” A silver mane, golden fur stallion in a gray jumpsuit yells, pointing the two ex-felines “PAIR OF BUFOONS, ARE A SERIOUS TREAT TO ALL THE PONIES IN HERE!”

“Ok, we just meet the pony counterpart of Feral” T-bone says lazily, looking over the enraged stallion and into the huge airbase in the clouds.

“Hey yellow guy, do you have any idea how to stop the giant purple lizard that is rampaging towards here” Razor asks, looking at the stallion, very interested in the throbbing vein pulsating in the other pilot’s temple.

“IT IS GLIMMER SKY, YOU DAMN FOOL AND I DEMAND YOU TO STOP-“

“Commander, enough!” a distressed Twilight Sparkle says, “these two are the last chance to stopping spike from going full berserk in Canterlot, he now is sleeping, but I need him fully unconscious to perform a reverse spell, and your suggestion, while appreciated, could hurt Spike and enrage him.”

“Ma’am, a tactical missile…” the commander begins

“A tactical missile would leave him unconscious, yes, but it can also destroy half of the block in wich spike is, commander, the answer still is no.”

“T-bone, come here, I think I fixed the turbo kat now” Razor begins, “I just finished to study the fuel systems of the planes here, and after a little modifications, I could recreate it into the turbo kat, the only thing we need is a powered crystal or gem.”

“Affirmative” another voice chimes in, when both pilots turn around, a yellow Pegasus with a more dark yellow and red mane, also wearing a jumpsuit and a pair of googles on her neck says, “however, we cannot supply the gem for your plane, seeing that your thrusters are a little more advanced than ours and could burn away the magic on the jewel, I am lieutenant spitfire by the way” the pony says, extending a hand towards Razor.

“Razor and T-bone, heroes by ones, pesky menaces by others, take your pick” T-bone buts in, loading one of the modified missiles in the cargo bay of the turbo kat, when a roar in the distance jerks all the heads up to the west.

“And a giant lizard is up and running away”

“Sorry commander, LT, time is essential” Razor says, jumping over the female pilot and landing on the canopy of the fighter.

“Rock and roll!”

“Wait, if you doesn’t have a fuel gem, how…” Twilight begins, only to be interrupted when the plane ignite the vertical thrusters, gaining some altitude before soaring towards the towering dragon.

“THOSE TWO MENACES STOLE MY FUEL GEM!” a scream of rage sounds from the other hangar.

“Oh…” Twilight says, a little smile gracing his lips.

“I like those two already” Rainbow Dash snickers, finally collapsing to the floor and laughing hysterically.

“Same here, Dash, same here” Spitfire adds, also laughing.

Canterlot Sky, 10 minutes after

“Do you think Commander Sky comes after us?” T-bone asks, looking behind, only to find a smiling Razor.

“Naaaah, he just got a little problem in his hands, also the Royal Guard is down there trying to stop the purple Dragon.”

“With special stress on Trying” T-bone mutters, when a flying tank passes above them, “Ok, wonder shooter, what do we have to do to try and get the beauty sleep for this lizard.”

“Since we reload with loaned supplies I could only make one scrambler missile, do you think 10.000 volts of electricity could knock out that overgrown salamander?” Razor says, smiling.

“I really hope so buddy, because “barney” now is really pissed off”

As the two vigilantes goes forward, the destruction caused by the now gigantic dragon is very evident, a lot of royal guard tanks and remains of planes and helicopters lay scattered in the path of the titan, who was looking towards the palace jutting out the cliff of the mountain.

“MOMMY!!” a sudden high pitched scream snaps out the two ex-felines of their contemplations.

“Crud, there are civilians still out there, Razor, get your tail off this plane and help them!” T-bone says, again hovering near the floor.

“On it, Cyclotron missile, fire!” A huge missile lurch forward the belly of the fighter, switching to a high speed bike, Razor dashes forward, getting the little pony before a huge claw falls down.

“ok little buddy, you are in good hands now” the tactician says, looking to the little filly in his arms, “now to get outta here before more damage could be done”, tapping the communicator in the helmet, he gets a private channel with the Royal Guard.

“Hey guys, anyone lost a filly, mulberry coat, a little card and a rose as a butt tattoo?” he asks, after a little silence, a jagged voice almost made Razor to throw the helmet.

“DO YOU HAVE MY BABY? WHERE IS MY LITTLE ROSE!!!?”

“Ma’am your filly is fine, I am going to leave her in the nearest royal guard post so you can get her ok?”

“Razor, I can manage, go and left the girl with her mom, and come back, double time!”

“Got it pal, good luck.”

Turbo kat, near Spikes current position

“Ok, we are alone, you grown lizard, time for a nap, Scrambler missile, fire!”

The red missile shoot out, impacting the dragon in the chest, after a while, sparks of electricity runs from the impact site, effectively knocking down Spike, wich begins to sway back and forth, before he could fall, however, T-bone latches another cable to the huge dragon, yanking him backwards so he couldn’t do more damage.

“well, we finished here, however, we need an explanation, and I am thinking on a little purple horsey who has a lot to explaining to do” the pilot says to himself, looking to a helicopter coming towards their current position.

“For now, a job well done!”