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Knights Song

By: Willow Tracy

Chapter 1

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KITT looked like a marvel running down the lonely country street at 2 am. It was quiet. KITT liked quiet. It meant Michael was asleep...and for once...safe. Michael had the chair reclined back against the back seat. His jacket pulled over his shoulder sheilding his face a bit. But his breathing was soft, and smooth. A soft rythem with sometimes beat in unison with the surveillance mode that would occasionally bleep on the dash.

A soft ring echoed in the confined space. Michael opened one eye...then closed it again.

"Who is it KITT?" He asked groggily.

"Its Devon, Michael. Shall I tell him your...detained?" KITT asked. Michael sat up.

"Nah...I need to wake up any ways." He said inclined his seat and pushed a few buttons.

"Hello Devon." Michael said in his usual high pitched voice.

"Good morning Michael." He said cheerily. "I'm sorry for calling at such an ungodly hour. But I felt the need to ask you to bring KITT in."

"What...why. Is there something wrong?" Michael asked and swept his eyes over to KITTs voice box. Michael sometimes associated it with a face.

"I'm sure if there was anything wrong with him Michael, KITT would have automatically have told you. But no...We have someone here that wants to look over him. His yearly thurough maintenance job." Devon said. Michael sighed and looked back around at Devon.

"We're approximatly 34 miles from home base Devon. We can get there in 13 minutes." KITT said. Devin smiled.

"Splendid." He said and looked at Michael. "I'll see you when you arrive." Devon said and closed the line.

"So I'm finally going to meet your...maker then huh? Not just programmer, or engineers...the actual person who thought you up." Michael asked. KITT was silent for a few minutes before answering.

"I guess you would call her a...mother." He said. Michael smiled.

"Its a girl?" Michael asked. KITT was silent again.

"Yes...younger then you. From what the grand journal of science said about her...she was a child prodigy. She's 20 now." KITT announced. Michael was visibly impressed. "Don't even think about it Michael." KITT said which surprised Michael. KITT never went in between him and a female. "She's off limits for one reason. She's a widow." KITT admitted.

"You mean she was married at such a young age?" Michael asked in amazement. KITT made somewhat of a noise that sounded a bit like a sigh. Something he had learned from Michael.

"And a mother...both child and father died in a house fire a few months ago." KITT said a bit of sadness in his voice.

"Well it seems she's doing okay now. I mean she's back at work." Michael said taking the turn into the foundations gates. The gaurd immediately allowed them in.

"So it would seem Michael...but she's been drowning herself in her work." KITT said as Michael pulled KITT around the drive and to a stop.

"KITT...I have a feeling my visit here...isn't just for your over hall." Michael said and KITTs response wasn't anything but expected.

"I believe so too Michael. Be careful around her though...shes a sure shot, and has a bad attitude." KITT warned as Michael waved his hand discursively as he walked into the door of his home. KITT pulled around to the garage and backed in.

A young girl stood by a computer typing something in. She took a look at the second screen, and narrowed her eyes. "

I'm sure the damage Michaels put you through is extensive." She said looking through the papers on a clipboard. She smiled at KITT. "Anything I should know about before I start?" She asked proudly to her creation.

"No Nora." KITT answered.

Devon looked at Michael. "Arson?" Michael exclaimed.

"I'm afraid so. As far as we know there were no clues." Devon said and picked up the case file handing it to Michael. "I should like for you and KITT to investage further." Devon asked.

"Devon this is really going to hurt Mrs. Frost for bringing this..." Michael said until the door slammed open.

"What the hell have you been doing to poor KITT? Running him through mud pools?" Nora Yelled

"Mrs. Frost if I may..." Devon began only to be quieted.

"No you may not." She shot back. throwing something at Michael. Michael ducked as the mud filled tube hit the wall and slid to the carpeted floor.

"Whats wrong with you?" Michael yelled back.

"His radiator is completely clogged with gunk. His intake valves are so full of dirt and sea weed...SEA WEED...HOW THE HELL...!" She pulled something out of her pocket and looked at it. "From my notes he should have shut down long ago Devon." She yelled and balled up the paper and threw it too at Michael this time it hit his shoulder. "How long has he been running without his oil being changed?" She asked. " The oil inside him has crystallized." She said disbelieving. Michael blushed he had told him that Bonnie had changed it a few months ago. He then thought he should try his charm on her. Perhaps charm her savageness into a purr like he would most likely do to the women he met.

"KITT was right you are a pistol." He said which only offended her.

"For your stupidity KITTs stuck here for a month...ARE YOU HAPPY NOW!!!" She yelled and slammed the door behind her storming down the hall. Michael looked at Devon.

"I feel like I've just been scolded by my mother." Michael said in aww.

"Well she is...KITTs mother. She's only protecting him." Devon said as he looked over a few papers. "It was your fault though." Devon announced Michael groaned and walked out.