A/N: As with all my BMFM stories I do not own the rights to the main characters, I do, however own the rights to my made up characters.
My Friends The Biker Mice From Mars, Season 2, Vol 1.
Chapter 1.
A lot has happened since the end of season one, including Modo's grey furred momma, Bola, passing away and Vinnie being brutally murdered, not to mention the retirement of Admiral Stoker. What will season two bring?
It all happened the day after Stoker had retired from the freedom fighters and from the Biker Mice. I went a little off the rails and even though I had now been promoted to the rank of Commander, it just didn't feel the same without Stoker at the helm. I decided that I needed to get away and maybe find myself again, so without any warning, I packed some things and got into my truck and drove down the drive and out of the lives of my friends the Biker Mice From Mars.
I had made sure to disable the radio in my truck and I had left my cell phone at home, in short I made a clean break. Sure, my heart was breaking as I drove down the driveway, but this was something that I needed to do.
I had been driving for a few hours when I suddenly found myself at a ferry port and the ferry in question, was going to be headed to The Isle Of Man. I sat in the truck mulling over my options, option one, I could turn the truck around and head back home. Option two, I could board the ferry and try and make a new life in The Isle Of Man.
Option two was the eventual winner, I bought my ticket and boarded the next ferry out. After the ferry crossing, I finally arrived on the Island, it was getting late, so I decided to find a hotel to stay in for the night.
I checked into the hotel that would be my home for the next few hours, I then found myself standing in front of the payphone in the lobby. I really should call home and tell the guys not to worry about me, I thought, I lifted the receiver and dialled the number, after three or four rings the phone was answered, it was Stoker.
Me: Hi Stoker, it's me Daz, I just called to ask you and the guys not too worry about me.
Stoker: DAZ, where the hell are you?
Me: Please Stoke, don't make this any harder than it is already, just know that I love all you guys so very much, but this is something that I gotta do.
The tears were streaming down my face as I replaced the phone receiver.
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