Note: I do not own the Bikermice From Mars universe nor any of the characters featuring in the original show. The characters you do not recognise from the original show were created by me – except for Virekka and Zuel who were originally created by Ylla K and borrowed with permission. The original story was a co-effort between YK and me and while YK later expressed not to be further associated with the works credit still ought to be given rightly. This story contains some swears and the unsettling story makes it unsuitable for persons under 16 years of age.

Dark Secrets, Part 1
Written/rewritten 1997-2000 kklo
(This story is a continuation of "The Threat From Dr. X")

Mars is well-known. At least in some galaxies around the planetary system we live in.
There was once a dictator on Mars, at least the first official one. He was called Triuc McDann.
Due to a couple of mistakes/coincidences/strange events managed this very evil, greedy and at the same time smart
Martian to insinuate into the government, and in the end take it over completely to put his nasty plans into work.
The famous martian army was totally under the government's control, i.e. under McDann's control.
This special afternoon had he called in the best warriors in the army for a special mission. They knew what they were going to do, and whether they liked it or not was impossible to say by looking at them. All disciplinated and stiff.
The leader walked up to his personal elite-army and inspected them properly, one by one.
"Soldiers." His chilly voice echoed. "Your mission is to find the earthling Frank Streds and bring him back here, alive. No mercy is shown if you manage to kill him. I will accompany you and lead this mission. Any questions?"
"No sir!"
"Good! We know that he is located on an island in the Indian Ocean on the blue-green planet. We're going to travel to Earth with our attack-ships and capture him once and for all. Understood?"
"YES SIR!"

Frank Streds, formerly known as Dr X, woke up early this morning not aware of which day it was, he had lost count months ago.
He felt very flourishing this day and why shouldn't he feel like that? After was this a warm day, but not sticky hot. Fresh, but not chilly. In other words: a perfect day.
The sun shone, the sound of the birds and animals was everywhere. Leopard-sharks were resting in the bay, some were very close to the beach and he could see their shadows. They were not dangerous unless you disturbed them. He had swimmed many times with the sharks around, being carefully to not hit any, but they just ignored him and continued the rest in the warm water.
A seagull dove into the water and came soon up with a big, glittering fish.
It was indeed a perfect day for all living and Frank was about to have a swim when something odd happened.
A strange noise broke the whole aura of that very nice morning. It was the noise from flying spaceships and he recognized them immediately.
Above him, through the clear-blue sky came it roaring in full speed right against the island, so Frank did what everyone probably would do in that situation, he ran inside the forrest and climbed up in a tree, and became almost invisible among the thick branches.
Shining white and beautiful, was the spaceship which landed the beach. It had sharp contrastes between the black windows and the snow-white body. All details perfectly formed.
Unfortunally wasn't this the very best time to adore the constructions of some alien genius. Frank was sure that no one from the outer space would come here to only enjoy the peaceful nature. Neither would anyone try to find him to ask if he wanted a cup of coffee.
A door opened in the spaceship's bottom and a thin stair automatically rolled out.
Frank immiedately recognized who the mouse who walked outside first of all was.
"Mr. McDann, we're here."
"Good", his weird insensitive gaze wandered over the forrest's edge. "So our friend is in here somewhere? Surely, he won't come out without protesting. So, I guess we have to whip him out."
Another martian nodded agreeing and let the finger fly over a remote control in his left hand. Nothing happened, the martians were standing completely still, as if they were waiting for something.
Something shining and water-looking suddenly started to stream out of the ship. It looked exactly like mercury.
The thing came crawling and covered all in its way, including animals and vegetation.
Four mice who were dressed up in the traditional army-clothes used jet-engines to fly up in the air levitated about 20 yards above the ground.
"Exactly how long will it take the matrix to cover this island?"
"About half an hour. It is held by the water and the air, McDann sir."
"We devised the matrix so it does not touch it's creators. Also, we can control the area we wish it to cover." said a female martian.
"What is this island gonna look like after the matrix is done?"
"Depends on what we want. We can leave it looking metal like this, but we can also burn it out totally."
"Destroy this island. Burn it down to the root!" said McDann and smiled malignantly.
"Yes McDann sir!"
A black starling came flying and started to circulate around him causing hime to wave the arms yelling: "Go away vermin!"
Frank had understood that it was game over for him once again. They had played the hide'n seek game for several years now. Now did it seem like were going to win.
In a hope to save the island from destruction did he climb up in the tree to a spot where he became clearly visible, waved his right hand and shouted: "Hey McDann, you rotten rat! I am up here, you got me fair and square! Come and capture me if you can!"
"Oh, I will, trust me, I will get you, Frank Streds. But first, I want you to watch your island's death struggle, thanks to our newest invention, the Matrix."
"Sadistic creep. I wish you get a miserable death, hopefully sooner than later!"
"Indeed, you do? It's you who will die miserably, just watch!"
Frank clenched his theeth, filled with the old hatred. He was forced to watch how the whole innocent nature get burnt to ashes as the thing came closer and closer for every second.
"You actually think you can scare ME with that thing? Worthless to even try."
"There are many things a lot worse than death..." Triuc said without letting the words from the target affect his aura. "...and, I can do them all."
"Really! I have no doubts about what you are capable and able to do, or just form in that sick mind of yours. You are still as creative as always. Doing this is great after all since it gives me lots of proof of what you have been doing, and I really don't think your little manipulated partners Virekka and Zuel from Andromeda would enjoy this daring power-demonstration."
"See, they will never find out anything about this anyway. So don't bother to even think about it dear earthlinh."
"Well, I am not captured yet!"
Frank smashed the shoes but nothing happened. Of course, as he has suspected the whole time: the batteries were totally outloaded.
Triuc saw the display, raised an eyebrow and exclaimed: "Pathetic!"
The human narrowed his eyes and said: "Interesting little thing there. I am just curious who you stole it from it orginally. I mean, the ARMY, creating something useful... It is like Plutarkians helping the mice population to get their planet that someone actually sold, back"
"Shut! Up!"
The little conversation was making Triuc very frustrated.
"How do you plan to make me shut up then?"
"It's simple." Triuc replied, turned to the Matrix and said "Shut him up!"
No response at all, the machine continued to do it work but nothing else.
"Seems like you have some bugs in the control system. Hah! Don't make me laugh."
In frustration Triuc turned to the mice who were levitating behind him.
"Make the matrix shut him up already!"
"Yes sir!" said one mouse and whispered something into the little comm that was on his hand. "Done!"
The matrix did a big flushing movement and came over Frank in big wave, then receded.
Frank was left with a tape-like strip of Matrix, enveloped around his hands, his feet, his body, blocking any movement. There was also a band on his mouth, preventing any talk.
"Hmm..hngghhgh..." he tried to talk and then fell down from the tree.
"Don't even try it." said Triuc in a calm voice and watched him laying on the ground. "Does the poor monkey want to be free maybe? Soldiers, take him into the ship!"
The mice started to drag Frank Streds to the ship, then threw him into a little cell with metalwalls.
Triuc McDann looked inside and gave him a short message: "You lay there and enjoy the time, it's your last hours."
He left, laughing triumphantly.

After a few hours landed the spaceship at the Army HQ.
Two guards grabbed Frank Streds and dragged him out of the cell as they rabbled about how useless it was to escape and so on.
They removed the tape from his body and his mouth, then told him to go nicely in front of them.
McDann and genersal Carbine were waiting for him outside. The male martian shone up when Frank stepped out on the platform.
"I hope you enjoyed your last ride!"
"We'll see about that, you rat. This is not really over yet."
The leader gave him a gaze darker than the endless space and told the guards to take their prisoner inside.
"This is a rather nice place, fellows. If a rat-catcher cleaned house would it be perfect."
"SHUT UP YOU SIMPLETON EARTHLING!" barked the first guard and smashed him in the back with the weapon so he fell to the floor.
The 2nd guard quickly added: "No more words for you or we will kill you right on the spot!"
Frank didn't say anything and walked towards the unknown goal as nicely as anyone. They stopped by a door, unlocked it and threw him inside, then locked the door again. It was made of some solid metal.
Frank swore and sat down on a chair, ready to await next event. But time went by so slow and in the long run was it unbearable. He tried to activate the transporter-device in the shoes. It didn't work.
In the next moment did keys rattle outsides and someone unlocked the door. McDann and Carbine entered.
"Oh, how kind of you to visit a man in his last hours.." he said trying to look alldepressed and beaten.
Triuc McDann grinned at the comment but the Carbine-girl didn't move the face-expression.
"You won't get away with all you have done." he Frank said flatly.
"Be quiet and answer our questions and I'll promise you a quick, painless dead as a reward."
"What if I refuse?"
"Then...we'll kill your slowly, strech it out so it will take house."
"That's bad. You wanna use the Matrix against me again?"
"Pardon?" Carbine said. "But what is Matrix? I mean aside from a row-column number arrangement thing..."
"Believe me. It's nothing of importance. It is the tool we used to capture this little creep."
"She doesn't know about your mission? Odd, I must say. Matrix is the surname of nano-machines which converts everything they cover into silicon. You think it was important to totally destroy the little island just for the joy of it?"
A fist hit him in the face and made him fall backwards.
"Ouch!" Frank said. "I didn't know you could use your own hands!"
"Not one more word! You are gonna regret this! Carbine will now give you a few questions and I really advice you to answer them...or else!" McDann said with the eyes glowing.
He walked out of the room and shut the door very hard. Frank sat down on the chair once again and tried to stop the bloodflow from his nose. His hand was quickly covered of red blood, it dripped on the floor.
Carbine took out a tissue and gave it to him.
"Here, use this."
"Thank you." he answered and quickly cleaned the hands and face while the general looked at him with compassion.
"He destroyed the island with trees. The animals died. Everything died. He did it just for fun.." Frank mumbled lowly.
"Who did?"
"McDann."
"Huhmm, really? Hm, he was not supposed to do that. The martians has the orders 'no collateral damage'."
"You really think a guy like Triuc McDann cares about orders? He GIVES orders."
"Well, he should if he want to retain ANY power on Mars."
"Hah. When he got enough with control were all rules or morals out of the picture. Not necessary. Believe me on this, he is on the way towards domination of your planet."
"Really? How?"
"As all tyrants does he only care about power and has no compassion for anyone. Guess who sold Mars to the Plutark Government and got all the money?"
"No, who?"
"You really have to ask that question?" Frank snickered. "Triuc McDann, again."
"He did it?"
"Yes. He got all the money. It was a partly my old plan, to take over Mars. I thought to use all the information about Triuc McDann I had to gain the control. Blackmail, you know. It was so stupid of me, no one had believed me if I tried and I don't think you even believe me now, do you?"
"I can't say that I do."
"Why am I not surprised? I mean... A person who only has a few hours left to live would say anything to survive, wouldn't he?"
"True."
"Leave me then. I want to be alone in these my final moments."
"I can't. I have to interrogate first." she said, almost sorry. "Hm...so, how DID you find out so much about us?"
"Not your business to know."
"Well then, make it my business."
~Silence~
"You seem to be frightened. "
"Right. I know what McDann has the ability to do and I'm kind of upset because noone of you have seen how he really is. You just follow his orders without protests, but if you start to study HIM closely, you'll see..."
"In that case, perhaps you also know that I will be in HUGE trouble if I tried to examine him?"
"Of course I know. Why do you think I am here? I am no international threat, only a threat to that sicko. I have never hurt any person in my life. I am unable to."
"That is why you sent everybody to that other world?"
"All mice I threw into XZ-451 were from the army. They were sneaking around my haunt. I sent the witch and all others in there because of the same reason. They were out to get me."
"You're saying you sent them there because you couldn't kill them?"
"Yes. I don't think I have the right to judge between life and death. McDann and I have diffirent values."
"So, how did you come to deciding to send them away to that place of all?"
"That is a pretty interesting story. My first real success." He smiled a little at the memory. "When I found a way to open up holes between this world the others. Then I found this unicerse I used called it XZ-451. It's a code-name and I won't go into what it stands for, but anyway, that place was a perfect jail. You just go on living when you're there since it's somewhere between the time and the existance, so there's no time which affects. Very interesting, you can keep them forever in there and when they get out have neither of them been a second older. However, I was going to release all the prisoners from the dimension when I had found a safe place."
"How did you teleport them into that, place?"
"I used a beamgun. Thought several times to try to get McDann but I never got a chance."
"Well, you would have been in WAY more trouble if you did, so I would be happy if I were you."
"If I had gotten a chance to get rid of him wouldn't I be in here at all."
"Why?"
"WHO do you think has responsibility for this? WHO do you think ordered to start hunting me? Isn't it visible?"
"Oh. So how DID you find out all of that about us?"
"What are you willing to give me if I tell you?"
She thought a bit and realized that he wouldn't tell more if she didn't try to help him to get out.
"Please, you must help me, I don't want to die here. I must do some important things before I pass away. You just need to get me one thing."
"It will ruin me if I let you out."
"I know. If you only could give me two batteries, the size R18, 8mA, 12 Volt can I escape through the devices in my shoes."
"I will be in trouble anyway, but alright."
"You won't. They will never found out that you did me this favour. Get two batteries to me and I'll tell you about the army. The non-official story."
"Hm." she said turning to the door. "You better be telling the truth."
"Sigh, you start to sound like the Virekka-girl. I'm sick of people who don't believe me."
"Well, you learn from hanging around people." Carbine said before she left.
She returned twentyfive minutes later and locked the door properly after she had walked inside so no one would bust them.
"You got the batteries?"
"What kind of a place did you get them from on Earth? I could hardly find any in the base."
"It is a usual kind of batteries on Earth."
She gave him and he removed the shoes, opened the heels and replaced the old batteries while he talked.
"McDann didn't sell Mars only because of the money. It was much because the Army wasn't strong before the wars. He wanted to gain more power and a war would give the army a more important role. So, the Plutarkians would have been defeated a long time ago if McDann hadn't been on the topchairs. He forced the system-programmers for your computerbases to build back-doors which he sold to the Plutarkians for a lot of Plutarkian gold."
"Really?"
"Therefore have the Plutarkians lots of knowledge about both the army and freedomfighters strategies and locations. Do you now understand why you could never defeat them? When I was young did I use that secret backdoor." He looked up at her while he tied the black shoes. "That is why the security is really bad. I got inside in five minutes."
"I'll talk to Harley and Zip about that."
"Useless. You would need to replace the whole system and all old programs so the backdoors are a part of it. They're everywhere. It's not possible to only reinstall some binaries. You must replace the whole kernel and all programs with new ones. McDann has documents over everything he has done if you still don't believe me. It's in a secret directory called…let me see if I remember it properly.. Oh yes; yt44y5yy9."
"Give me a chance to write that down." She said and wrote down the code. "Now please go on."
"Okay, thanks to the wars had the army's importance grown big, and therefore also McDann's influences. All of you must do something about it, before it's too late. This threat is against your whole planet, if you haven't noticed."
"I'll have to tell them that. Now listen..." she said looking at her watch. "I have to go for a short while. Wait for some time before getting out of here, okay?"
"I can give you a few minutes."
She nodded, unlocked the door and left.
After a while did Frank begin to wonder if she was away and told her superiors that he had spoken. He decided to leave immediately and activated the transposter in the shoes.
They zapped him right into the unmaterially nothing, with the speed of a laserray.
Carbine had been standing outside the room with her ear to the door all the time. She sighed as she heard the hissing from the teleportion process.
"Well, Carbine, you just caused yourself alot of trouble!"
She sighed again and ran down the hallway to tell others about that Frank Streds had managed to escape, somehow.
Triuc McDann was in his office and read some documents about the same.
He really didn't like what he had read, but read it anyway.
"So, that pitiful little Frank thinks he can defeat me? But I'll show him who is in charge. Who it is who gives the orders."
The papers could wait, he was goint to ask the general if she had gotten anything relevant out of the earthling, even if he was doubtful
When he opened the door was she there already.
"General Carbine, anything new?"
"Huh?" she said turning around. "Um, what?"
"I asked you if you got anything from him?"
"Oh yeah, I did.."
"And..?"
"Um... uh...he said a whole lot of gibberish about us...you know, a man who's on a death roll would say anything to get out..."
Triuc McDann chuckled chilly.
"And did he say anything of importance?"
"Not really, no..."
"WHAT?! He dare to keep his mouth SHUT? I will make him change his mind. Right NOW!"
McDann started to walk through the corridor and Carbine just watched him disappear.
It just took a few seconds before an awful scream was heard. It sounded over the whole headquarters.
"HE IS GONE! HE HAS ESCAPED! SOLDIERS!"
A lot of Martian soldiers came running brandishing their weapons.
"HE HAS ESCAPED! SEARCH THE WHOLE AREA! GENERAL!"
She turned as she heard her name. Her fear told her to try to run away, but the common sense said "stay!". She choosed sense and tried to look as usual when she hurried up to the chief.
Triuc looked hard at her and said, "Command the rest of the Army to get their weapons ready. We'll pay Earth a little visit again in a short while!"
The whole Headquarters turned into a state of disarray and Carbine looked around, searching for a friend in the mass of bodies that filled the hallway. Someone she could trust.
But no one of those persons were there.
She wandered through the maze of passageways in the headquarters until she reached the docks.
It had never been so empty before. The huge room was filled with all kinds of spaceships, aircrafts, bikes, sandcars and etc.
Her gaze fell on a single attacker, she walked closer to the highly-maneuverable little ship and an idea popped in her mind.
Since she couldn't stay (because she would most likely get killed if McDann found out that she freed Frank) she climbed Carbine into the ship and closed the window-door over her head.
From inside the ship looked like a fighter plane of Earth, yet under that steel-like shell a very complicated and precise system worked.
She wuickly turned on the controls and looked at the huge garage-like door, then searched for the button to open the door. She came across an interesting little switch. It was light pink, small and hidden with nothing marked on it so she switched it and waited.
A loud roar-like sound exploded from the engine and a pinkish cloak began to surround the ship. Suddenly the ship fowed forward with a horrible power and she fell unconscious.

In another part of the galaxy materialized Frank's body. He looked around in the forrest he was standing in and saw nothing more than peaceful nature, and about 400 meters away was a farm located.
Private Area. I better hurry to get out of here before somebody notices me.
He walked as fast as he could through the forrest and reached the little asphalt-road. No road signs as long as he could see so he would have to consider which direction to go after. With a sigh, he sat down in on the ditchbank and rested for a while, trying to figure out what his next move should be.
"Excuse me, but where're you going?"
Frank jumped up and whirled around. Behind him had an older lady appeared without his notice. She was standing a few yards from him, looking very concerned.
"I don't know." he answered truly.
"You don't know?"
"Right."
He felt ashamed because his clothes were so dirty and torn making him look like a panhandler.
"You look like you are in some kind of trouble, because you look…troubled. Maybe I can help you?" she asked and smiled kindly. That smile was familiar, he tried to recognize but couldn't put his finger on where he'd seen it before.
"I don't think anyone can help me...Miss...?"
"Davidson."
Ah! She must be Charlene's mother, or some close relative. What a coincidence!
"While we are talking about introductions.. Do I know you? I can recalling that I have seen you, a long time ago." she asked.
"Yes. It was a long time ago.I was a student in the same classes as Charlene, during the collage-time. Frank Streds. You must have seen me on a photo or something."
Her expression told that she knew about him and most likely about the episodes from the last time.
"I have to go now anyway, maybe I can get a lift. Nice meeting you. Bye." he said quickly and begun to slip down the ditchside.
"Wait!"
He stopped and looked up at her, she was standing on the edge of the ditchbank now.
"Frank, this is really a coincidence and it would be bad if we just parted at once. You wouldn't like to join me for a cup of coffee, would you? Telling me what has happened and how and why you ended up HERE of all places? "
There was some reason in her argument, actually he longed for coffee. It had been a very long time since he'd been able to sit down and drink a cup in a nice company. Very long time, indeed. This was also a great chance to talk out about the earlier hardships and all that.
"I would." He said and walked up to her, she smiled again and showed him to the house.

Two hours later…
They were sitting in her livingroom, drinking coffee at a snail's pace. The only pauses was when Mrs Davidson went for more coffee.
After being lonely with all that had happened, Frank felt greatly relieved to share it with someone. He even told about his parents, told the truth that he wasn't even 100% human. His mother Sakeerni who he never had as a child and his human father who had been abducted from the beginning, but ended up with Sakeerni and (how typical) they both had fell hopeless in love. She was a human-looking creature with pale skin and bright red eyes. There were no other visible differences between her and other females from Earth.
Sakeerni (her only name) was a princess who had been promised to marry another man of the same race, but she preferd to escape and they ended up on Mars in the beginnong of the 70s (Earth's way to count time), she gave birth to him and they moved down to Earth and lived in New Zealand for a few years until they were catched by the martians. The incensed Prince she should have married had bought their deaths from the martian chief, Mr McDann.
And so it happened, the execution.
"I don't know what to say. I am sorry."
"Well, it was rough. If that Starburst hadn't spared my life I'd been as dead as them and never been able to tell the story. I've had a hard time to trust any martians since that time."
"I can understand that."
After the stories about his childhood, being brought up in an orphanage until he escapeed at the age of eleven and became a streetkid, he went on with eveything else. All about the times he'd been on Mars and found the laboratory, the Virekka part, then the events at Tharos and then the final in the desert outside the lab-caves.
"I was out of my mind and when I reached that island, it finally felt like I had all the time to find myself and figure out what to do with my life. All went well until HE came back, I don't know how in the whole hell they tracked me, it can be so that they traced the magnetical particle-disturbances my tech-shoes made. Most likely…"
He went on and told about the destruction of the island, the third travel to Mars and how he'd been able to escape from the pit.
"...and if she didn't gave me those batteries, I had surely been stonedead by now."
"That's such a horrible past you have." said Mrs. Davidson and shook her head. "You're really into problems, dear."
"Yes and I've made it way worse. Tried to control free individuals, messed with those witches and etcetera. I was so STUPID, tried to gain power to satisfy my own egoistic needs!"
A long moment of silence followed.
"I understand that you think I'm sick." Frank said looking down at his folded hands.
"No, not sick. You were blind but now you can see that what you did was wrong. If you accept it and never do such a thing again, no one could blame you."
He chuckled.
"You sound like a real mother. But anyway, I think Carbine is in danger. And so are all the others who're involved and know too much. McDann hates the freedomfighters dearly because they threat his position. Ha hates the bikermice more than anyone else because they are the biggest obstacle, me and them. That means I'll have to tell them, but do you think they would believe in my words?"
"Hm, I think you should call my daughter and tell her."
"She wouldn't understand since she only knows me by the person she met the last time."
"Call her. She's a smart girl and she will understand at least that Carbine is in trouble if nothing else." Mrs. Davidson said, dialed a number and gave him the reciever.

In The Last Chance Garage, the Biker Mice were listing to Rock 'n Roll and as usual. The volume was so loud that Charley almost missed the phone ringing.
"TURN THE MUSIC DOWN GUYS!" she yelled and they did.
"Hish!" Vinnie let out.
"Okay, guys, you can listen to your music later? Now I have to talk to someone!"
"Okay, okay Charley-girl." Throttle said and turned the music off.
She scowled towards them and picked up the phone. "Yea, it's Charley."
"Huhm, cough hello Charlene, it's…Frank."
It was a man's voice. Whoever it was sounded scared and nervous.
"Frank? Frank who?" Charley asked. She had in that monent completely forgotten about the episodes with Frank last year.
"It's me... There are only eleven months since you saw me last time, have you already forgotten everything?"
Now Charley realized who it was did she waved at the guys (who had started a loadmouther conversation) to be silent.
"Frank! What do you want?"
"To get you to safety. You're all in great danger. The martian army is after me again and they're gonna get you in the same moment."
"What? Where are you?"
"I am at your mother's house right now. We don't have much time so listen to me carefully. Carbine is also involved and I have no idea what's going happen to her now after she helped me to get out of the prison they'd thrown me into."
"YOU ARE AT MY MOM'S?! What trouble? Are you sure?"
"I am nothing else but 120% pure sure! You must tell your friends over there to watch out for Triuc McDann. Do it NOW!"
"Oooo-kay I will, even if I have no idea what you mean..." she said and turned to the four mice. "He, uh, says we are all in BIG trouble and that someone named...Truik...Triak..."
"Triuc? McDann?" Throttle wondered.
"Yeah! That's it, well, you should watch out for him."
"Who is on the phone?" Vinnie asked.
"Um, Frank Streds."
"Who?"
"You called him Dr X."
"Sweets give me the phone! I want to tell that sucker a few things about a drink I got!"
"Please, don't call me anything like that again from now on. Call me Frank, because that's my name."
"Fine, Frank then." Charley said, turned to the mice again. "He claims that Carbine's in trouble too."
"I am being serious! He's goin' to kill us all and he doesn't care if innocent people get killed on the way. So if some innocent human or even a kid crossed the way, he would kill without hesitation."
"He says that McDann is going to kill us all he will not care if innocent people go too, not even children."
"Tell them that McDann is behind the sell out of Mars ground and it's HE who makes the war continue."
"It's McDann who's sold Mars and makes the war go on." she said and looked at Throttle's face which kept getting more serious.
"Let me talk to him." He said, Charley gave him the reciever.
"Frank?" Throttle asked as he held the phone in the left hand.
"Correct. Are there anything you want to ask me, Mr. Throttle?"
"How can we be sure that what you are saying is true?"
"I don't think you have any choice. By the way, I wouldn't like the thought of you realizing the truth when you look into the army soldier's rifles."
"Pardon?"
"You'll have to trust me if you wish to survive, or else you're all finished. Then I. Charlene, her mother, your possible friends and Carbine. Triuc McDann will make sure it's properly done and nobody will ever find your bodies."
"And", Frank continued, "you know as well as I do that McDann has nothing over for compassion and that means he's ready to take out anyone who is in the way. You don't want that to happen to any martian or human child, do you? You should guess that his only goal in life is unlimited power. And he's strong allies. Both Virekka and his sister are on his side."
"Carbine? Where is she?"
"I think she's still on Mars but I hope I'm wrong, because if she is still there, she might be dead already. Oh yes, do you remember my XZ-451 dimension from our latest meeting? McDann wants me to tell him how to use the portal so he can use it as a prison. I think Stoker and the other of your FF fellows are the first ones he's going to throw away. The obstacles you know."
"Since when did you start to care about FreedomFighters?"
"When I felt I needed to. Besides, I don't like people like McDann. And he's too dangerous to be loose. I never thought to kill anyone because I hate death more than anything else. I don't want more creatures to die. Last time our path crossed, I disappeared as you remember, ended up on a little island in the middle of the ocean. Lived a Robinson-life for a long time. Actually, I was prepared to stay there for the rest of my life but they had tracked me down and came to get me. Before they left, they destroyed the whole island to break me down properly. Not a living thing was left."
"We'll take that later okay, where are you? We'll come pick you up so you can tell us the rest. It's not safe to talk over the phone if what you say is the truth." Throttle sighed.
"It's not safe anywhere. I'm at Mrs. Davidson's farm with her. Hurry up because I fear that Triuc McDann will be here soon." Frank answered and broke the connection.
"Okay, bros, we have to go to mrs Davidson's house!" Throttle announced and jumped on his bike. Modo and Vinnie got their helmets and did the same.
"I hope we're not out too late!" Charley said worried as they hit the road and begun the two hour long trip to her mother.

To Be Continued...