Knight Rider 2008 Alternate Storyline – Episode 12 – Knight Lights
Chapter 1
Kat looked at the man across the room from her. He was tall, well built, with gorgeous brown eyes. Kat had only known him a short time, but whenever she saw him her heart made small, fluttery leaps in her chest.
He was now pointing a gun directly at her.
"I'm sorry." He whispered softly. His expression was heartbreaking. Then he pulled the trigger.
Kat's body was thrown backwards violently. She landed heavily on her back, her arms and legs splayed out. She lay still, staring up at the ceiling.
"CUT!" A shout rang through the space. There was a rush of noise and movement as people surrounded her.
Kat sat up, one hand on her back. "Oh... I am going to feel that in the morning..." She moaned.
A young man in a white T-Shirt and jeans hurried over and knelt next to where she lay on a big mat. "Nonsense, you'll be fine. All ready for the car chase by morning." Kat groaned.
He grinned and reached under the back of her shirt and began unbuckling her harness. "That's a relief." Kat sighed once she was freed. "Is that the last take, Collin?" She asked.
Collin nodded over to a man standing next to a large camera. "Steve says so, but we'll see him change his mind tomorrow. Just you wait."
"Katherine!" Came a squeal of delight. Then a woman who was dressed exactly like Kat hurried over and threw herself at Kat. They were the same height, and their hair was the same dark color and length, and even styled the exact same way.
"Whoa, take it easy, Delilah." Kat said. She was still a little taken aback by the lead actress' hyperactive attitude when off screen.
"Are you all right?" Delilah asked in concern. "That looked very dangerous."
"I'm fine." Kat assured her. "They let me have a mat this time." She joked.
"God, you're so tough!" Delilah gushed. "It's so lucky that we found you. Or else I would be the one having to go through this." She shivered.
Kat smiled. "Yeah... lucky."
"Oh! I better get ready for the next scene." Delilah sprang up and walked back over to the Director, Steven.
"Well, we're done with you for now." Collin told Kat. "Go take a break, but not too far. I think Delilah has a scene coming up where she needs to pick up a paper clip." He grinned.
Kat suppressed a laugh. "That's not nice." She scolded him. She got to her feet and stretched. "I think I am going to go have lunch."
"Katherine." An absolutely wonderful voice came from behind her.
Kat turned quickly. The man who had just 'shot' her was standing behind her. "Dylan." She squeaked, then composed herself.
"That was an excellent take." He said. "Good job." Then he wandered over to Delilah and Steven. Kat stared after him for a long time.
"Kat?"
Kat jumped at the voice in her ear. She moved away from the crowd. "What's up, KITT?" She whispered softly.
"I've been calling you for the past minute." He sounded irritated. "I can only conclude that you were distracted. I wouldn't know that for certain though, seeing as how you left your contacts in my glove compartment."
"I knew I was forgetting something this morning." Kat said. She exited the studio through a back door and headed for the garage. "Any info yet? Have you found something?"
"We haven't even been here a week." K.I.T.T told her. "The last fire was a week ago, and the one before that was over a month. I'm watching, but so far I have not seen anyone behaving suspiciously." His tone turned testy. "Perhaps if I could see what you see, then I could be a better judge, instead of x-raying everything through the garage walls."
"Sorry, sorry." Kat said placatingly. "You could have reminded me this morning."
"You ordered me not to interrupt you during takes unless your life depended on it."
Kat reached the big double doors of the garage. She pulled one open. "No... I said unless YOUR life depended on it."
"Technically, that's what I said." K.I.T.T said evasively.
Kat stepped into the large garage and flipped on the lights. The garage could easily hold a dozen cars, but there were only five here at the moment. Each one was an identical blue and white race car. The Camaro 2009 Racecar concept.
Kat frowned. She stood in front of an empty space. "Okay, you moved again." She said. She looked around at the cars. "Which one are you now?"
"Guess." K.I.T.T said in her ear.
"I'm not doing this right now." Kat warned him.
"Come on, guess." K.I.T.T said persuasively. "Let's see if you can pick the diamond out of the lumps of coal."
"God, you have such an ego." Kat rolled her eyes. "But, I'm going to win. Again."
"Then guess."
"Right there." Kat pointed at one of the Camaros.
The headlights came on. "How do you keep doing that?" K.I.T.T asked irritably.
Kat shrugged. "I keep telling you, instinct."
"Something must be giving me away." K.I.T.T grumbled. "It's not my scan bar. Carmen hid it very cleverly."
"So, what have you called me here for?" Kat asked.
The Driver's door opened on it's own and Kat slid into the seat. "Pierce has some information for you."
A screen on the windshield flared to life, showing Pierce's face. "Katherine, I've completed my analysis of the sunglasses you brought back from your confrontation with the man in black."
Kat was immediately interested. "And?"
"It was pretty smashed up, but I could tell the technology was advanced right away." He held up the sunglasses. "You don't see this kind of thing outside of a military research lab."
"Like Knight Industries?" Kat asked.
"Pretty much, but we're not working on anything like this now. Someone else made it."
"ROOC?"
"That's David's guess."
"So, how does it work?" Kat asked. "Whenever someone was wearing those, KITT couldn't see them at all."
"Not only could KITT not see them, but the immediate space around them too." Pierce said. "And it was made smart. If KITT was just detecting nothing, then he would notice that as being odd. Like a hole in a shirt. This thing sends out a kind of Scattering signal. It fools KITT's sensors, telling them that nothing is there. Then KITT's computer compensates by filling in the background and such."
"That means that ROOC knows how KITT's scanners work, then?" Kat asked. Pierce nodded grimly. Kat fidgeted. "Pierce... you don't think..."
"Someone has turned on us." Pierce said at once. He scrutinized the glasses. "But who?"
"They would have to know of and understand how KITT's systems work." Kat said. "Who on the Team knows that?"
"Just Charles and I." Pierce said. He was absorbed by the glasses, as if by staring at them, he could unlock their secrets.
Kat gave the windshield a long look. Why did that said sound so... damning? "No one else?" She pressed.
Pierce shook his head. "I am teaching Ian some, but he's nowhere near making something like this..." He seemed to realize what he was saying, because his attention quickly snapped away from the sunglasses back to her. "But I suppose there is the possibility that someone else on the Team is that intelligent. If they managed to hide from David for so long, they must be brilliant." His tone was grudging.
Kat suppressed a smile. Pierce hated admitting anyone could be smarter than him.
"Well, we'll all have to be cautious about what information travels around the facility." Kat said.
Pierce was lost in thought. "FLAG can't have a traitor." He said softly. "It just can't. Information must be leaking out another way..."
"Why do you say that?" She asked.
"Everyone is so close. We all know each other so well. We're locked underground, stuck together. We're all we have for the next four years."
Kat gave him a sympathetic look. This was a rare side to Pierce. She was seeing something underneath the smugness and sarcasm. "If there is a traitor..." She said carefully. "That could be why they have gotten away with it for so long. We're all like a family. Nobody doubts anybody else."
Pierce's expression closed like a steel trap. That haughty facade returned. "Well, if there is someone giving away our secrets. I will find them." He said. Kat nodded. "How is the Mission going?" He asked, changing the subject.
Kat grimaced. "I have a newfound respect for stunt men, but that's about it. Nothing suspicious has happened since I got here."
"Well, we do definitely know that someone is after Delilah. She has gotten fifteen threatening letters in the last two months. There was the cut brake line on the stunt car, two fires, one of which was in her dressing room, and those poisoned roses. Just be patient and hope nothing serious happens."
Kat nodded. "Will do."
"All right then, keep in touch." Pierce's image disappeared from the screen.
Kat sighed and leaned back in her seat. She drummed her fingernails against the steering wheel as she thought. After a moment, she sat up. "Okay, here's the plan. Tomorrow is the big race scene. You'll be the one on set." She told K.I.T.T. "You should be able to get a good look around then."
"What are we looking for?" K.I.T.T asked.
"I wish I knew." Kat said. "I've talked to nearly everyone on the crew and no one has said anything against Delilah."
"Well, I am sure the bad guy isn't going to be that obvious, or else we wouldn't be here." K.I.T.T said. "They will most likely hide their resentment, which is why it is coming out in such violent ways."
Kat frowned. "They will hide their resentment. Maybe too much. I should start looking closer at the people who love Delilah."
"Sounds like a plan."
"All right. I am going to go get food. You sit tight."
"Sit tight? Where would I go?" K.I.T.T asked.
"Just in case." Kat opened the Driver's door and stepped out.
"Contact lenses." K.I.T.T reminded her, popping open the glove compartment.
"Oh, right." Kat ducked back in and retrieved the covered vial. She took a moment to put her lenses in. "All set." She exited again and shut the door.
"Play nice while I'm gone." She said as she headed for the door.
The door opened before she reached it. Dylan peered inside. "Hey Katherine." He smiled at her. "Steven wants to talk to you."
Kat blinked in surprise. "Oh, has he changed his mind already?" She asked.
"It looks like it." He looked around the deserted garage. A puzzled look came over his face. "Were you just talking to someone?" He asked.
"Yeah..." Kat said, thinking quickly. "I was just on the phone."
"What phone?" He asked, looking her over.
Kat pulled a cellphone from her pocket. "Right here." Dylan's quizzical expression deepened. "Bluetooth." She said, in a tone that said that explained everything.
"But you're not earing an earpiece..." He began.
"Steven wanted to talk to me, right?" Kat interrupted. "Better go check it out, right now." She hurried past him, out the door.
Dylan looked around the garage one more time, his eyes travelling slowly over the cars. Then he gave up and followed her.
Author's Note: And we're back with Episode Twelve! Despite rumors, I did not fall down a well. I have been quite busy publishing my first novel! Hopefully that explains the delay for some. Though I know there are a few out there that see that as no excuse. But rest assured that Kat and KITT are back and there will be more regular updates for this episode. Episode 13 should run smoothly as well, though 14 I have to do some research for.
Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys this episode. We're taking a step away from the drama of the main storyline here, getting to some Missions. The Crawler is working beautifully and has sent Kat and KITT to Hollywood. Though this is no vacation for Kat. We shall see what the rest of the episode has in store...
Stay tuned for a shameless plug... Or run like hell, your choice. I did warn you...
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Shameless Plug
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As I said before I published my first novel, that's why I have not been getting Episode 12 up fast enough. I am absolutely giddy from the whole experience. I am self publishing and anyone that wants to check it out can go here (just remove that annoying space):
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