Chapter one
Vinnie
Vinnie woke up with a woman on his arm a female mouse who was snuggled up to him, sleeping soundly. He didn't want to wake her. Cotton was wonderful he loved her. She was a pale cream mouse with shoulder length black hair. "Morning Vinnie" her voice made him jump. "Didn't know you were awake" "I could tell you were being quiet, that's not like you" he laughed "you're just as bad…" "What's wrong Vin?" "I'm felling funny again" "maybe we should get you checked out?" "Yeah like any doctor here is going to do any thing for me. 'sept turn me over to the government" "so why don't we go home you know to Mars. It's not like we have any thing to stay for" Vinnie sat up an image flashed through his mind of a lab, where not only him self but two other male mice that he should know where strapped down to the lab tables, with IV drips in there arms. Her arms moved around his chest eliminating the image. "Talk to me Vinnie I worry when you're quiet" "I'm thinking when I'm quiet" "I know that's what worries me" "Hey!" she laughed. Her hands moved down his body and under the covers. He smiled and relaxed. "What would I do with out you?" he asked she shrugged. "Who cares honey? You don't have to worry about it I'm not going any where" "good to know. Well I'm gunna get us some food you can wait right there until I get back" he wriggled out of her grip and climbed out of the bed. He looked around the room. "Where are my cloths?" "With mine down stairs where we left them" she grinned as he headed out the room.
Things seemed to jump; Vinnie was on his bike and had breakfast in his hand. "What the?" this had been happening a lot as if things weren't really. Things only seemed real when he was with Cotton but even then he knew deep down some thing was wrong. He closed his eyes for a minute and saw the lab again this time a strange man with an over size head and a small patch of orange hair was leaning over him. This gave Vinnie a very un-easy felling of total panic. He opened his eyes and was back on his Motor bike. No he was on a bike but not his, his bike was different alive the one he was one looked like his Bike but it wasn't. "What's going on?" he stepped away from the bike and suddenly found him self back in the house, Cotton had a dressing gown wrapped around her she was sat at the table opposite him. Vinnie grabbed his head. "What's wrong? Vinnie" he fell into his seat and she was by him holding his arm and asking over and over again if he was ok. Vinnie couldn't think this wasn't right he knew it now, defiantly. "I want to go to Chicago" he said after she had shut up. "What why?" "We haven't had a holiday together" "so why there? The place is a dumb" "no its not, come on Cotton lets go" "I don't want to" "I didn't want to go to Vegas with you but I went didn't I? It's my turn to pick" she really didn't look happy. It jumped again they were on the red look a like racer. She was holding tightly to his waist as if she was scared of some thing it couldn't be the bike, she had been on a bike before. He didn't say any thing to her about it, they entered the city it was wrong.
It looked like any other city filled with sky scrapers, people and noise. There was nothing really odd about it. In a square there was a space where a sky scraper used to be should be. He moved along a road. Down the street to a garage. The sign above it said last change garage. Vinnie got of the bike and moved over to the garage. The doors opened there was no-one there "any one home" he called there was no answer so he searched the place. There were hot dogs and root beers on the round table on the ground floor of the building. Cotton was stood at the door, "Vinnie we shouldn't be here?" she was quaking. "Come on there's no one here" "Vinnie I want to go home!" "I've been here before" he grabbed hold of his head again and leant on the table. "Vinnie lets go home!" he growled at her "I am home this is one of them, Chicago is my home" she looked angry "bastard!" she yelled "what?" "We were Happy Vinnie, why did you have to do this." She screamed and moved away from the door. Vinnie cased after her she had a leaser gun pointed at him. "Put the gun down Cotton, you don't want to do this" "your right I don't but Vinnie this is what I was made to do if you hadn't have come here you could have lived, stayed with me not now" tears were rolling down her face her finger pulled the trigger and the shot hit him in the chest. The body fell to the floor unmoving blood pored every where.
"Is he dead?" "Yes your cheddar cheesiness" "excellent one down two to go. He he he he. Dispose of the body and as for that mechanic no doubt she'll be here to rescue them, but who's going to save her. Grease pit!" the oiley lug came bounding into the lab "yer Mr Limburger," "Grease Pit my dear Boy how would you like to get rid of that loathsome Mechanic who has been thwarting our attempts to take this city apart" "ere I can do dat" "good, don't mess up" Grease pit Ran from the lab with a smile on his face he had been longing to kill her ever since the first day they had met.