Cocoa Fox crept steadily through snarled foliage, stealthily approaching the battered truck transporting the dozen kidnapped pigs. The two thieves guzzled cheap liquor, oblivious to the impending confrontation with justice.

"Release those pigs right now, yuh dirty thieves!" Cocoa Fox yelled suddenly, leaping onto the truck's muddy rear. She banged the cage ferociously with both paws. "Yuh crime spree ends here!"

The filthy men nearly choked on fiery alcohol in shock. "Bumboclaat! Someone in costume playing hero? Get off before we mash yuh up!" the bald man with gold teeth shouted.

His lanky partner wearing dark shades waved a rusty machete towards Cocoa Fox menacingly. "We chop up nosy bitches for fun, y'hear? Last warning to back off our loot, mutant freak!"

Cocoa Fox stood defiantly with paws akimbo. "Funny, badmen. Your ugly faces already got mashed up ‘nuff! Now surrender..." She extended sharp claws with a threatening growl. "...or sample these mincemeat makers!"

The amused thieves cackled raucously without fear. "Feisty puss we got here, eeh Cricket?" chuckled Gold Tooth. His bald head shined with sticky sweat.

Cricket, the skinny brigand scratched his stubble with his blade tip. "True sah! This circus reject thinks playing Ms. Foxxy Hero gives her balls against hardened killers like us?"

"I’ll show that bitch what happens to puppies acting big in a wolfpack’s yard...” Gold Tooth revved the truck violently and shook off Cocoa Fox in front. “Mash up the chatty furball against the tree like roadkill!”

Vrrm!-vrrrm!

Wheels spun madly, spewing muddy clods towards Cocoa Fox. She barely managed to dodged the vehicle’s reckless charge over uneven terrain by backflipping higher against swaying palms. The trees’ broad leaves provided brief cushion from crashing down completely.

Meanwhile, The Blur witnessed his partner’s reckless ploy nearly turn fatal. These pig thieves lacked powers but made up through viciousness!

“She’s playing too brave...” he growled under his breath. No holding back now against scum willing to kill an amateur heroine.

Just before the truck flattened Cocoa Fox against an ancient banyan's mossy trunk, The Blur thrust both palms forward menacingly. Responding to his mental command, eight glowing energy tendrils unfurled instantly, cracking the air like plasma whips towards their target.

The electrified dreadlock strands split further, coiling around sturdy chassis and axle spokes in an instant. High voltage currents surged, forcibly halting the truck's murderous momentum mere feet from a dazed Cocoa Fox with sparking discharge.

"The hell?! Our ride get jacked by freaky light show?!" Exclaimed Cricket in dismay once momentum ceased. The thieves shielded their faces from miniature lightning storm immobilizing their hijacked vehicle.

Gold Tooth shakily loaded a revolver as he scanned for new threat bunkering their escape. "Must be some tech freak using plasma beams against us! Come face us like warriors, you coward!"

"You’re the cowards for preying on helpless farmers!"

A stern voice answered from the foliage above. "You will face warriors’ judgement now!" In a burst of acceleration, The Blur emerged swiping the gangster's rusty revolver quicker than their eyes registered. His free hand ruthlessly chopped Gold Tooth’s thick neck, crumpling the brute instantly before blinking towards lanky Cricket.

The remaining thief shrieked pitifully and stumbled while abandoning all bravado against the electric assailant. He covered his face whimpering; now he was ripe for arrest.

"Damn, nearly needed insurance and tetanus shot from that crash..." Cocoa Fox winced as she slowly regained balance against the broad tree. She regarded her saviour proudly, "Ha, good timing Blur. I had them rattled though.”

The Blur crossed both arms, sighing wearily. "These country bandits lack powers but got killer instinct in spades. Attacking openly just triggers their viciousness, Cocoa Fox. It would have been smarter luring them into an hidden ambush..."

His mentor lectures about restraining heroic impulse briefly echoed before angry squeals interrupted the debate.

“OINK! OINK!” The stolen pigs grew frantic. They were bumping filthy cage confines and ignoring sweet fruit their captors tossed attempting to calm them.

Kneeling carefully alongside the truck bed, Cocoa Fox made soothing sounds while extracting a concealed lockpick from her utility belt’s rear compartment. Nimbly the tool clicked the pen gate open, allowing excited pigs their freedom.

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“Come now little piggies, you’re safe now,” said Cocoa Fox, beckoning the pigs out of the truck.

“Hey, be careful!” warned The Blur. The swarm of pigs began scattering frantically as soon as they reached the ground. “Look what you’ve done. Now the pigs them getting away. This is more work to retrieve them.”

“My bad. I wasn’t thinking they’d react like that.” Cocoa Fox cracked a smile, trying to make light of the situation.

“Oink! Oink!”

As the plump swine evacuated noisily into surrounding shrubbery, Gold Tooth stirred sluggishly from The Blur’s hard chop. Disoriented, the bandit leader noticed his getaway truck emptying.

"Bumbo...! Them letting go mi pigs!” He frantically groped a torn leather pouch inside his baggy pants. Feeling two vials still stashed provided some relief from total ruin.

"One jack move left to save mi hide...!" Gold Tooth’s cunning mind devised a desperate scheme quickly.

Whoosh!

Lurching forwards clumsily, he grasped two squirming pigs by their ears and jabbed syringe points from the vials as well as his smartwatch secretly procured under his tattooed left wrist. They injected translucent Loki-7 laboratory substance into the helpless swines' bloodstreams.

“Hey!” When Cocoa Fox saw what was happening, she quickly intervened trying to wrestle the vials away.

“Huh? T get back!” The Blur sensed danger incoming and quickly lashed out his dreads and pulled Cocoa Fox to safety.

“What the bloodclaat yuh inject them poor beast with?!" The vixen demanded furiously.

“Hah-ha-ha! Soon you will know, girlie.” Gold Tooth grinned and watch the dramatic transformations rapidly overtaking the pig’s biology from his chemical catalyst.

The Blur recognized these effects painfully well. The chaos in Killz’ underground abyss replayed vividly within his mind while watching the porkers mutate. "Careful Fox! He dosed them with Loki-7 enhancement drug!"

“What?” Cocoa Fox looked shocked. “So the pigs are turning into Neon Punksters? But won’t they attack him as well?”

“No, him have one of them Red Neon smartwatches. With it, he can control the beasts!” responded The Blur.

“Then we should take it from him!” suggested Cocoa Fox. However…

“OINK! OINK!”

The lamenting pigs doubled muscle mass, followed by dense bristles sprouting violently across their skin which was now glowing rage red. Jagged tusks and spines protruded horrifically from two snouts with murderous aggression in their beady eyes.

Gold Tooth brandished his wristwatch controller proudly towards the heroes while moving towards the other side of the truck. "Meet King Yorkshire and Gorgo Ham! My newest crop-raiders turned guard dogs?" He pressed buttons, issuing attack commands telepathically. "Mash them up while Papa retreat safely, bad pigs!" He then skedaddled through the forest.

“OINK!”

The freakish swine turned furiously against The Blur and Cocoa Fox, almost frothing madly. Before engaging the dangerous porkers, Blur glanced sideways seeing Gold Tooth's partner already fleeing the chaotic scene by crawling desperately through tangled bush.

"Stop the cowardly thieves, I will keep Snortzilla relatives distracted here!"

“Ok!” Heeding his directions, the Fox heroine zipped on all fours pursuing Cricket and Gold Tooth into shaded gully, leaving just The Blur facing the mutated twin terrors.

Analysing quickly while keeping a safe distance, Blur felt his advantages lay in dexterity and reach over their sheer dense muscle. Better avoiding close-quarters combat against four curved saber-fangs wanting to bit him in half!

“OINK!” King Yorkshire came barrelling forwards deceptively quick against its bloated mass. Squealing terribly, it unleashed noxious neon gas clouds from its gnarled snout, almost grazing The Blur as he dashed sideways avoiding suffocation. The billowing smog melted foliage upon contact.

"Yow, these toxic porkers are way more trouble than their worth a couple slabs of bacon!" Blur complained. He rapidly calculated his remaining Dread Charge capacity for special techniques.

/+/+/-/ Dread Charge at 67%

“I can’t use Hyper Rush because there’s no power source around to recharge. Then that only leaves one option…”

Preparing counter offensive, Blur hopped onto an overturned trailer, and commenced sprouting glowing tendrils from his dreadlocks which twisted into sharp three-pronged spears. With a grunt he flung them accurately towards King Yorkshire's vulnerable eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The electrified dreads skewered one bloodshot orb, eliciting pained roars from the maddened creature. It thrashed wildly, nearly gouging The Blur with its jagged heel razors during its tantrum.

Meanwhile, its twin, Gorgo Ham circled tighter, almost trapping the agile hero against the forest kapok trees. Sensing opportunity, the freak porker unleashed curled force beams from its nostrils.

Whoosh!

The neon corkscrews grazed Blur's side, searing fabric and skin painfully. "Bumboclaat!" He winced after tasting his personal hide almost fried crispy. This ugly swine matched cruelty with strange Coco abilities!

Thinking swiftly, Blur triggered his Auric Grid technique which allowed enhanced perception of surrounding bio-electric energy. He visualized the dangerous freak pig's neon vortex beams through x-ray glimpses of its inner anatomy.

"Gotcha now, piggy!" Using dreadlock grappling hooks, Blur swiftly hoisted himself into towering Banyans for momentary respite. He reassessed stronger tactics against the cunning porkers.

Gorgo Ham thrashed angrily, uprooting smaller vegetation while trying unsuccessfully oinking skywards at the evasive target. Blur almost pitied any naive hunter sampling it's gamma-radiated bacon.

Observing from tangled vines, inspiration hit Blur against hazardous ham. He carefully timed Gorgo's neon corkscrew attacks until exhaustion set in from the creature over exerting it’s unstable energy.

The draining pig panted heavily as destructive beams grew sporadic. Seizing the opportunity, Blur dropped directly upon it's back while engaging charged dread strands.

"Bad porky! Play nice now..." Coiling electrified locks around the wriggling mutant securely, Blur discharged violent tasing volts point-blank into Gorgo Ham's hide.

Zap! Zap!

“OOOINKK!” The freak pig squealed thunderously. It spasmed then collapsed unconscious with smoke fuming from its charbroiled skin. Now only Oone bacon threat remained.