The Rescuers 2: Continuance of the Past
By simicbiomancer
This was just a spin-off, if it happened well... Great! The names Roxas, Fiona, Dr. Kostov and Vladimir was my ideas, later on, some characters'll show up. Trust me, it's just getting noir. any copying, redistributing or pirating is punishable by law. Now let's get on with it!
It had been 16 years ago, when a society contributed to help save hundreds of lives. (Flashback to The Rescuers' headquarters scene) It all came to an end, Bernard and Bianca was set on a mission but they never came back, but what happens when everyone is in dire need? Who will save them all when all the heroes are gone? This is its history of two whole new mice that embarked on a journey to defeat a madman from launching nuclear missiles everywhere.
A mouse wakes up and lifts himself off his bed. He was wearing denim overalls, red shirt, and a red sleeping cap,
"Here comes twilight, countdown." He says as his watch separates and turns into a countdown timer.
"On T minus 173 seconds." He says in a mild manner. He had white-blue eyes that glistened through the sunlight, tumbleweed-colored fur, and black nose.
"Well, Roxas... happy 16th birthday." He says as he blows his candle on his cake.
His room felt so normal except for the dagger stuck in the wall, "What in the name of Mother Mercy! What is that dagger doing there?" He mutters as he approaches the broken dagger, but then he notices Roman letterings,
"What's that in there?" He pauses, as he continues to approach it.
"B...e...r...a...d an... B...n...ca? What does that mean?" He
mutters twice, and then he summons all his strength.
"Rr...aargh...grrrarrh!" He pulls the dagger off the wall
and flips it,
"Another set of letterings, Property of R.A.S Headquarters."
"Well, that's weird... letters, cryptograph activate." Then the watch deciphers the dagger.
"Result complete, undecipherable." The watch speaks in a robotic techno voice.
"You blasted watch. This is impossible." He pulls off an emotional frown; he catches a glimpse of a letter in his ref.
"Ooh, a letter in an envelope! Oh, how I love letters!" He runs through his furniture, then he hits his vase but it didn't break.
"To Mr. Roxas,
We are in need of your help; the country is facing a mad scientist! Go to the United Nations Building! Take the leftmost hole where you see an old, torn sign, "Mouse Entrance", then take the new path to the left before the pipe leading down the old headquarters. December 26, 2006. Exactly 11:00 sharp.
Utmost sincerely,
Mr. Chairman the II
"Well, that's real weird. Someone needs my help though; I guess I'll just have to follow." He said in a Hungarian accent but New York-ish words.
The scene fades as the horizon changes from midnight blue to morning glow.
December 26, 2006, a day after Christmas...
Roxas jumps out of bed and immediately dashes out. He flips on his red shades, blue jacket, and blue scarf. "Let's roll." He steps on his accelerate pad and sets the handle to "Drive" mode. His car was an automatic, nitro-accelerated, silver coating, XCL 639 plate number, and it was a modified toy car.
Minutes later, at the hole entrance...
Roxas starts to speak in voiceover, "Let's see," He pauses here and appears in the scene walking. He looks at the camera and said,
"Before the straight pipe down, take left. Well, maybe I can check it out..." He muttered as he activated the flashlight and went down the old headquarters. "I mean it's not so bad, is it? And it's not yet 11."
He goes down the pipe, and approaches the old, cobwebbed briefcase. Then stalkers follow him, he overhears their footsteps then glances back but sees zilch.
"Whoa, talk about spooky! It even has a rusty metal dustpan and a broom! Plus a tore Headquarters sign! Awesome! Whoa..." His eyes bulged as he saw the stadium-like court plus the not-before grimy spool they used as podium. Even the 13-stepped comb ladder.
"What in the name of Mother of Mother Mercy! A rare Eau de Par Fume! Classic!" He says as he sprays some onto himself.
"Well at least it appears that it's not yet expired." The perfume appears to be Ms. Bianca's. He walks up to the darkened corridor of the literally so-called "Hall of Fame". His eyes widened further that his eyes almost popped out!
Then his left eyebrow falls down while the other stays still, "These daggers were the same as the one in my room!" He said in a mystified voice, then out of nowhere... a mouse appears,
"You shouldn't be roaming around here anymore." Then the figure steps out of his shadowed hiding.
She's so... The mouse was a woman, INTRIGUING! Though she looks a lot of Hungarian... we must be country mates! He resumes in his mind.
"Well, I was just looking... then I saw such a beautiful lady." He said, fixing his trench coat.
She got flattered by his words but still, the forwardness gave her a hint of anger,
"I've got a husband." Roxas widens his eyes in disbelief, then he apologizes,
"Sorry, madam. Roxas, it was nice meeting you."
He said, kissing her hands. She smiles back in reply,
"The meeting is starting. You should go now." He looked at her once more; she looked like 39 years old... silvery white fur, pink button nose, and she wore a pink fur coat, could it be...? He exits with his coat in his arms,
"Watch, fix coat." The watch followed orders. She didn't even say her name. How rude... He thought. Then after the little speech, the woman said,
"Well, Bernard... he's 16 now. How fast, isn't it?" Then out of the blue, a mouse replies as their shadows move.
"Yeah, seemed like forever to find! But, hah. Here he is!"
Then the woman raises her brow reluctantly,
"Don't you think we should tell him, darling?" She said,
"Well, Bianca. I guess it's time we tell him. After the meeting or mission."
Then cuts to Roxas,
"Sorry, I'm late." Then everybody comes to a shock seeing him.
"What?" He puzzled in his words, "Oh dear, did I do something wrong? Sorry. I guess I'll be leaving." As he turns his back, a lady looks at him with a smile,
"Interesting..." She said in a quite intriguing manner. Then the chairman stops him.
"Please, don't leave. We were just surprised that you'd come. Take a seat, Mr. Roxas." He offered.
"Thank you." He replies. Then the lady put a dreamy look on her face as she fixes her glance at him.
"We have been called to aid, everyone! As some of you do know that your fathers would've told you that we've never failed to answer a call for help. Delegates, hands over hearts." Then the same drumbeat and trumpet blasts are heard.
R-E-S-C-U-E
Rescue
Aid Society
Heads held high, touch the sky
You mean everything
to me
In a fix, in a bind
Call on us anytime
We'll
appear from nowhere
Mighty are we
R-E-S-C-U-E
Rescue
Aid Society
Honesty, loyalty
We pledge to thee
R-E-S-C-U-E
Rescue Aid Society
Heads held high, touch
the sky
You mean everything to me
In a jam, in a
scrape
And you think, "no escape"
Do not fear, we'll
be here
Courageous are we
R-E-S-C-U-E
Rescue Aid
Society
Heads held high, touch the sky
Our hearts we pledge to
thee
Roxas puts down his hands at one fell swoop the lady does at his side.
"Oh, sorry about that." Roxas garbled then stooped in act of contrition.
"No problem, Fiona. And you're Roxas, right?" Fiona garbled in silence, withdrawn.
"Yeah, nice meeting you." He declared smoothly.
"My pleasure." She smiles at him.
He then asks, "Why are you blushing?"
"Well, I'm not blushing! What are you to say that?" She said with a soupcon of shyness but livid.
"Alright, then let's sit. We're the only ones standing and in case you haven't noticed, they're looking at us." He offered.
Then the council begins to resonate,
Accidentally in Love
Counting Crows
So she said what's the problem baby
What's the problem I don't know
Well maybe I'm in love (love)
Think about it every time I think about it
Can't stop thinking bout it
How much longer will it take to cure this?
Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if its love (love)
Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know
Nothing bout love
Ahhhh
-Roxas sits down lending his hand to her coz' she's not yet sitting down. "Knock it off! Guys!"-
Come on, come on
Turn a little faster
Come on, come on
The world will follow after
Come on, come on
Cause everybody's after love
Then the council leans to their side, especially the girls.
So I said I'm a snowball running
Running down into the spring that's coming all this love
Melting under blue skies belting out sunlight
Shimmering love
Well baby i surrender to the strawberry ice cream
Never ever end of all this love
Well I didn't mean to do it
But there's no escaping your love
Ahhhhh
These lines of lightning mean we're
Never alone, never alone
The council halted here for a second,
No, no
Chorus:
Come on, come on
Move a little closer
Come on, come on
I want to hear you whisper
Come on, come on
Settle down inside my love
Ahhhh
Come on, come on
Jump a little higher
Come on, come on
If you feel a little lighter
Come on, come on
We were once upon a time in love
(Stopped again)
We're accidentally in love
We're accidentally in love (x4)
Roxas says candidly, "I'm not in love! So shut your blabber goofing!" Then the harmony continues,
Accidentally
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love, I'm in love
I'm in love, I'm in love
Accidentally (x2)
Come on, come on
Spin a little tighter
Come on, come on
And the world's a little brighter
Come on, come on
Just get yourself inside her love...I'm in love
Then the chairman interrupts, "ORDER! ORDER!"
"There had been series of nuclear fuel rod thieveries! And we need to restore those prior to that mad man destroys the whole world! Now, we need volunteers."
He gallantly stood up, "Roxas". "I sir, volunteer myself. Die or live, life to give." He said the new oath avidly.
"Well, a gallant man. Sacrificing him for the sake of this country! How generous."
"Thank you, sire." He proudly versed.
"Well, perhaps, such mission will require you to have a partner… since you do need protection. I suggest Ms. Fiona to be your co-agent since she is the master of technology here. Oui?"
"Technology! OMG, so you mean…" Roxas sputtered,
"Yes, you're well-matched. She likes it too. Plus, she's inventive." The chairman said, smugly.
"But don't get too worked up on it…" He paused,
"She's my daughter." He said in a murmur.
"Aww… geez, almost at it!" Wiggled his hands as if to express "Dang!"
Fiona stands up and also mentions his line, "Watch, remove coat." Only reversely and further complex machinery.
"Ooh, so you got served! That's nanotechnology! Awesome!" He utters in glee then the council looks at him.
"Ehem, sorry 'bout that." Detached his hat in regret and quite turning red now.
"Meet Orville and Wilbur at the airlines." He said, "And don't get too close, Roxas. Or else…" The chairman gnashed his teeth.
Roxas replies with a deep snigger that almost no one can hear. "Don't worry, Mr. Chairman."
Scene cuts to Albatross Fly Service Airlines,
"Well, here at last. Was it heavy, Ms. Fiona?" He asked.
"Not too much, monsieur." She answered quite brusquely for his candor.
He sits at a corner thinking if this mission will entail his life. Ms. Fiona looks at him, considering that he is rather frowning.
"Orville's not yet here. That's weird, he and his brother always hang here." He said with a hint of question.
"Oh come on, monsieur. You know that every flight is late." She versed, with a laugh.
"And why are you laughing? I mean there's nothing funny." He confirmed, quite getting blunt now.
"I
know but, you're like a cockatoo, Mr. Roxas!" Laughing louder
now, she sees his head fur raising like one.
"Oh, sorry, I do that when I'm stressed. Where's the artificer?" He dictated.
"He should be here by now."
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This had just been the first chapter of my first doc. So please, no FLAMES. It hurts. Well, for a beginner it does, So, ciao!