The Lost Knight
"I have a bad feeling about this place, Michael. Maybe we should turn around and go home." KITT suggested nervously as his scanner shone bright red and was moving at a rather quick pace. He and Michael were currently in a giant warehouse that was said to be the rendezvous point for drug activity with a local gang. It was night time and very dark inside the warehouse.
Michael looked around the warehouse with his flashlight. Along the walls of the building there were good sized wooden crates. There was nothing else in sight as far as Michael could see. The place had a stagnate smell of smoke and marijuana.
"Just relax KITT. We'll be outta here before you know it." Michael said while walking and examining the boxes on the far side of the warehouse. KITT cautiously and slowly moved deeper into the darkness. The only light he could see was Michael's flashlight. KITT offered numerous times to just turn on his headlights, but Michael said "it could/would give away their location", so the only light he could help provide was from his candy apple red scanner.
KITT cranked up it up to full brightness. Its pace grew faster as he quietly and slowly drove closer to Michael.
"Michael…..just please hurry. I'm telling you, something's not right with this place." KITT stopped only a few feet away from Michael, who was still looking at every inch of the crates. Michael turned and faced KITT.
"KITT. Don't lie to me when I ask you this question, ok?" Michael laid his hand down on the warm sleek black hood.
He only got a flicker of the scanner for a reply.
"You went to go see that horror movie at the drive in last weekend, didn't you KITT?"
KITT's scanner went so dark, it turned to more of a blackish color.
"Maybe. And that's all I'm saying." KITT's scanner slowly came back to life as he spoke.
"Well then. That explains why you are scared out of your wits. Its ok, KITT. No scary monsters here. I promise."
"Smart ass."
"Love you too, KITT." Michael placed his hand just above the scanner, he felt KITT lean in to his touch.
Michael began to search for evidence again. However, they both were feeling the pain of staying up late in the night. Soon they would need a break.
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Michael was startled awake out of his dozing/sleep when he felt KITT nudge him lightly on the arm.
"Michael….Michael wake up. Someone's coming." His voice was soft, but Michael easily heard the urgency in his voice.
"Wha-what do you mean someone is coming?" He said while standing up and walking over to KITT's open driver door.
"Someone just pulled into the parking lot outside. I tried to scan the vehicle, but found that the car has an-" KITT abruptly stopped talking when a gun was fired…
And a yelp was heard from Michael.
KITT immediately shut the door after Michael….but he was too late.
He got hit in his left shoulder and was bleeding out at a rapid rate.
KITT was scared. For Michael as well as himself. So knowing the danger they were in, he floored the Trans Am out the way they came in.
But the men who were in the vehicle were waiting for them….
Out of nowhere, a forklift shoots out from the side and picks up KITT so none of his wheels were touching the ground. KITT tried everything in his power to get free, but nothing worked.
In his driver seat, Michael moaned and clutched his bleeding shoulder.
"Easy Michael. Everything will be ok. I promise." He tried his best to sooth his driver and best friend.
But Michael knew everything wasn't alright. For one, he was feeling the affects of blood loss with dizziness and a killer head ache that forced him to keep his eyes close so he wouldn't puke all over KITT's interior.
He heard shouting going on outside, then a very frightened KITT.
"Michael! My systems! They've taken control! I can't access anything!"
Had he not just been shot, he would've been helping defend KITT. But he was paying more attention to just staying awake than anything else at the moment.
In fact, every little noise sounded muffled to him. And just got worse from there.
"Michael?...Can you hear me?" KITT asked trying not to freak out, but was failing miserably.
His only reply was a soft, weak moan from Michael once again.
"Michael, stay with me." And with that, Michael passed out.
"MICHAEL!" The poor AI screamed to as loud as his systems would allow. He knew that if he didn't wake up Michael, he would go into shock and die.
No. He would never allow that to happen.
Unfortunately though for KITT, he would never get the chance to wake Michael up, because a very muscular man dressed in black from head to toe opened KITT's door and dragged Michael out.
