A.N - This is my first fanfic ever... I thought it was cool to give it a try. So this fic will have some songs that will be important in the storie.
I will make a mix of the BMFM world and St. Trinians (a movie of 2007). The part of St. Trinians world will be put when Charley and Brenna
remind their days of school.
I don't own the BMFM universe or St. Trinians and I'm not getting money for this so don't sue xDD
Chapter 1
- Down came an O'Dubhuir -
Brenna woke up covered in sweat. It was another one of those premonitions that caught her, once more, by surprise. This time she saw herself in a war zone. Landscapes covered with red sand we're filled with bikers in strange vehicles that seemed to have a mind of their own. All of them were caught in the crossfire provoked by disgusting fish like creatures.
When she finally went back to sleep she dreamed with her old friend Charlene Davidson - that image brought a gentle smile on her face. The most unusual thing was that Charley was with three of those bikers she saw in that desolated landscape of sand. Within seconds that image disappeared and another one took it's place – this time she could see a mouse with a metal tail in one of those strange bikes. When she tried to see he's face he began to disappear saying in a soft whisper... "Time will tell..."
Brenna woke up again but much more calm this time. She got out of bed and went to her desk picking her skecth book. Looking through the pages filled will drawings of strange humanoid mice and gorgeous peaces of machinery she sighed. At least she knew what to do now
"Ye' know what, Puk?" she said looking to the huge rotweiller that was laying on the floor near the bed "I think it's time to return to Chi-town."
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It was late night in Chicago and the streets near the Last Chance garage were very quite. Charley was in the kitchen trying to make a late dinner for herself but she was to worried about the guys to eat. They had left four hours previously and still there wasn't any news from them.
"It's not like them to keep me in the dark like this." Charley told to herself. "I can't take this anymore!"
When she grabbed her jacket and was going to her bike she heard some static coming from the radio.
"Charley-girl are you there?" came Throttle's voice from the radio.
"Finally guys! What took you so long?
"No time to explain, sweetheart." Vinnie's voice was heard "Modo's injured"
"Oh my God! He's he alright?"
"One of Limburger's goons managed to hit his bionicle arm. He's in a very amount of pain and we don't know what to do" said Throttle.
"Bring him here. We'll manage this situations better in here than in the scoreboard."
"Okay Charley. Se ya in a bit"
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One lonely figure was watching the lights of the city from the top of a skyscraper. From the corner of her eyes she caught a glimpse of three bikes approuching. When she focus her vision on those bikes, she was able to notice that one of the bikers was releaching sparkles of one of the arms.
"What the hell..."
The woman climbed down the building and faced the closed door of the Last Chance. Puk came out of the shadows and stopped by Brenna's side.
"I guess we're here."
****
"Modo calm down!" Charley was trying to take a piece of metal that was clutched to the mouse's arm "I cant' take it of if you don't be still!"
"No one is touching my arm." Modo's voice was like the roar of a wounded animal "It hurts like hell and nobody is touching this bloody thing!"
"Temper, temper, Modo. Where are your manners?" said Vinnie earning a bump on the head "Ouch, bro, what was that for?"
"To see if I can make you have some sense in that thick head of yours." said Throttle "Have a little consideration for you bro that was injured."
A loud bang came from the garage door.
"Oh man, what now? I'll get it." Charley left the kitchen "Who ever it is will have to come back later."
"Come on Modo, you'll have to let one of us take that of. We can't see the damage with that blasted thing in there!" Throttle tried to reason with his bro when a sound form the static of the radio was heard.
"Mars to Earth. Come in Earth" Stocker's voice was heard.
"Hei there, coach. We're kind in a situation right now." answerd Throttle "I don't mean to be disrespectfull but can you make this quick?"
"Hold on there, kid. What happened?"
"Modo's injured and it's not letting us help him"
"How did he get himself injured?"
"Well..."
****
back at the door of the garage
"Sorry, we're closed" Charley didn't even mind to open the door "We're in a middle of a crises in here so be gone"
"Is it so importatn that ye' don't even open the door to an ol'friend?" came a voice from outside.
"It can't be..." Charley quickly opened the door to the woman outside "Brenna!"
"Hey there. Good to see ye', lassie" the two girls hugged. Charley broke the hug and look at her irish friend.
Brenna was a little taller than Charley and with a body that would made Aphrodite green with envy. She had short black raven hair with some stripes of red among the blackness and her eyes could equal the colour of silver mercury.
"It's been so long!" said Charley
"To long!" Brenna smiled at her friend "Oh, by the way, can me' dog came in?"
Charley look to the huge dog that was sitted next to Brenna.
"Sure. What's his name? Does he bite?"
"Puk. And he doesn't bite... much" Brenna laughed
Suddenly a scream came from the kitchen and scared them. "Tell me, lassie, has this scream have something to do with a biker that had sparkles coming out of a kind of metal arm?"
"Eargh...yes. A friend of mine got hurted and I don't know what to do."
"Leave it to me, love."
"But Brenna..."
****
The kitchen
"And that was it, Stocker." finished Throttle when he heard Charley's voice complaining to someone.
"Brenna, wait up!
The mice saw a strange hot babe enter the kitchen with a surprised Charley behind. The room went silent.
"Throttle, are you still there kid?"
"Yes, I'm here. Hold on a sec."
"Who's the babe?" whispered Vinnie to his tan bro.
"I have no idea." answerd Throttle
Brenna was to focused on Modo's arm to listen to what the other mice had said. Then she looked right into the eyes of the grey mouse and said "Are ye gooing to keep up with the cursing or are ye goin' to let me help ye?"
"Back of lady" was the only answer Modo gave her.
Breenan grabbed a chair and sat along side Modo "Suit 'yerself" and she started to sing
Come by the hills to the land
Where fancy is free
And stand where the peaks meet the sky
and the rocks reach the sea
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken
Is gold in the sun
And cares of tomorrow must wait
Till this day is done.
The kitchen went silent once again. Although this time the mice just simply where amazed by the beautiful voice that they were listening.
Come by the hills to the land
Where life is a song
And sing while the birds fill the air
with their joy all day long
Where the trees sway in time, and even
The wind sings in tune.
And cares of tomorrow must wait
Till this day is done.
Modo began to relax and soon fell asleep. Vinnie, Throttle and Charley just sat on the free chairs and enjoyed the song that was taking away all the worries of the day. Meanwhile, Brenna took some tools of her belt and began to fix Modo's arm.
Come by the hills to the land
Where legend remains
Where stories of old stir the heart
And may yet come again
Where the past has been lost and the future
Is still to be won
And cares of tomorrow must wait
Till this day is done.
Come by the hills to the land
Where fancy is free
And stand where the peaks meet the sky
And the rocks reach the sea
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken
Is gold in the sun
And cares of tomorrow must wait
Till this day is done.
"Oh man..." Stocker's amazed voice came from the radio.
Throttle rushed to the table and soon answered the coach "Sorry, Stocker, I completely forgot you were still there"
"Never mind that, punk. Tell me one thing...who the hell was singing?"
"I don't know. I've never seen her before."
«Who ever it was has a beautiful voice. And it's so familiar» thought Stocker. "It's ok, kid. I'll leave you for now."
"But you never said you message, coach".
"We have time for that. Contact me when Modo gets better. Over and out."
Charley was looking at her friend with a sad smile on her face "I haven't heard you sing in a while now, girl."
"A long while" answered Brenna " Tell me one thing. This technology it's not from Earth is it?"
"No mam" said Throttle "It's from Mars, where we came from".
Brenna looked at the three mice "That explains a lot." she whispered to herself.
"Can you still help him, babe?" Vinnie asked with a worried look on his face.
"Laddie, this fine piece of metal might not come from Earth but there's no one on this blue planet that knows more of bionicle technology than I do."
"Was it you who put Modo to sleep?" asked Throttle
"Am afraid I was, but he must have been very tired for that to happen." said Brenna "It's better for him though. This ain't gonna be a joyfull ride. At least he won't fell the pain so much."
After a hour Brenna finished fixing Modo's arm and got up. "By the way, I haven't introduced myself properly... I'm Brenna"
"Nice to meet you Brenna. I'm Throttle, the one with the big mouth is Vinnie and the big guy here is Modo".
"Say Brenna you talk a little bit funny." Said Vinnie
"Well, I could say the same to ye', laddie." laughed Brenna "But I get what you mean. I have irish accent."
"Irish as in leprechauns and guiness?" asked Vinnie
"The same."
"Even the bloody name is irish to the bone, right girl?" said Charley.
"Aye...Brenna O'Dubhuir"
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A.N - music "Come by the Hills" by Loreena McKennitt
O'Dubhuir - in balck in gaelic (or so the mighty internet informed me) xD
Please R&R