I do not own Biker Mice from Mars. The character, M.D. belongs to me.

Chapter 2

Carbine turns off the computer module, linking her to the Martian Army mainframe and the satellite feed coming off from Earth. She breathes a sigh, gets up from her uncomfortable seating, and heads for in the direction toward her private bedroom. Along the way she encounters many of her fellow comrades. They salute to her in respect and she waves them back in earnest. She hopes she can get to her bedroom and collect her things before takeoff tomorrow. Unfortunately, the Great Goddess wasn't with her today; as soon as she was about to leave headquarters, a booming voice calls her, "General Carbine, hold your position. I need to talk to you right now!" She growls in frustration and turns around to find her former superior walking to her in an anxious walk. The gray furred corporal with his weathered uniform showed the many battles and many countless scars inflicted upon him due to the Plutarkian War. When he approaches her, he places a hand on her shoulder and leads her into his office. She only begins to wonder what this is about and hope it doesn't take long.

Sergeant Scabbard, the last one to convert into the Freedom Fighters cause, tells the general to sit. He asks if she wants anything to drink; she requests for a root beer. He pulls a cold root beer from his cooler and gives it to her. He hands a bottle opener, but she just takes her two front teeth and unscrews the top lid off. She spits the lid into the garbage can and takes a sip. He brews some coffee from his coffee pot, pours the strong liquid into his mug, and walks back to his seat. He sits down and begins by asking, "What is going on General, keeping us in the dark about your newest acquaintance?" She questions him in a respectful manner, "What the fuck are you talking about? When did you become such a peeping tom?" He puts his hands up on the rock-hard desk and clenches his fingers into his palms. He answers back, "When did you become so secretive with your activities?" She simply shakes her head in disapproval and glares at him. He states the obvious, "Carbine, we have ears and eyes not to mention security cameras all over this compound. You can't keep something like this secret for long. We know you have been communicating with this individual for quite a while. Now we want answers! Who is this mercenary you've hired? What is his relationship with you? Why do you need him so badly that we couldn't do the job ourselves? Spill out the details, or I will arrest you for charges of treason, abuse of power, and withholding vital information about your activities."

She gasps in full realization in what dangerous territory she has become entwined into; she could lose her title as general and be banished from the very home she has vowed upon a sacred oath to protect and serve. She knows she will have to confess or face the ultimate price. She takes a deep breath, stands up, and speaks in a calm but confident voice about her affiliation with the mercenary she hired to bring the bros and the love of her life back to the home turf. "Sergeant Scabbard, the mercenary I hired actually came to me. His name is Morgan Dragon, a human agent of the legendary Dragon Society. He came to me after the incident with the first Tug Transformer. He told me about how the Dragon Society was secretly helping the Martian refugees, captives, and prisoners escape the Plutarkians and start new lives on Earth. He told me how he personally rescued a certain female mouse from that filthy, treacherous rat known as Mace or Deep Pocket. I was beyond enlightened and thankful for all of their efforts.

Begin flashback

I asked him if there is anything that needs done. He told me there are only a couple of things that need to be done, destroy all of the Plutarkians from the universe, bring the Biker Mice from Mars of Chicago back home, and restore your planet back to its former glory before the rotten stinkfish tore this once beautiful planet and its highly advanced civilization into submission. I ask him how are we to complete this ultimate task at hand. He chuckles in agreement, and tells me in the most beautiful voice I ever heard, "Well, beautiful, it is quite simple for us but maybe too complicated for you to understand. Your uncle, the general of the Freedom Fighters, has been developing plans to make the ultimate agent to restore your planet's most precious element: water. He only needs one final component to complete this invention. They are called tetrahydracarbons. They can be only found in deep deposits deep in the ground on both Mars and Earth. We have contacted your uncle earlier and have spoken to him about those highly unstable elements. We told him we will get you the tetrahydracarbons in exchange for one, you." I ask him in surprise, "Why me?" He smiles, places a hand on my shoulder, and gives me a quick kiss on my right cheek on my scar. "The reason you were chosen was because you never surrender and I don't either. I want to help you get back with the mouse you truly love. To do that, I will need your aid as well. You think you can accomplish that feat?" I gladly reply back in a reassuring tone, "I will; what do I have to do?

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"We begin making plans and arrangements to succeed in our mission to finally vanquish the Plutarkian scum and bring the bros home. He actually paid me to keep quiet about our operations so long as the bros are concerned. In any circumstance, Morgan has the wealth, resources, assets, and allies necessary to get the job done by any means necessary. I believe this individual has the capability to get our planet restored to greatness once again. So, Corporal Scabbard, this is my confession. I have nothing more to say about this discussion. We are done."

Scabbard begins to take in all of this new information very slowly. He gets up from his metal chair and begins to ponder how to address this debacle. After 3 minutes of tinkering in the tactical mind of the former Army officer, he comes to a startling realization. She is planning to go to Earth and retrieve the Biker Mice from Mars after they defeat Limburger once and for all. If necessary, she will stay on Earth with Morgan Dragon and Throttle to clean up the mess that Limburger left behind and maybe come in contact with any of the refugees, POW, captives, and other citizens that have been supposedly taking residence on planet Earth. She may even start a family of her own on that planet of water and dirt. She is planning to abandon her own planet and the Army for a desire to regain what she feels rightfully belongs to her. He knows Mars cannot afford another general of the Martian Army. General Carbine is the only one that can truly lead the Martian Army and the Freedom Fighters if necessary. He always felt he wasn't ready for these roles to not only lead his fellow comrades to victory but also to set an example for the planet.

He proclaimed to the rather relaxed general, "Carbine, I know how much you miss Throttle and wish for him to back home into your arms. If what you say about this M.D. is true, we can certainly use his assistance against the Plutarkian menace. I will gladly accept your plan to team up with Morgan Dragon." Carbine is about to give him some encouragement, but Scabbard interjects, "You can continue on with your mission to Earth under these conditions." He writes his demands onto a sheet of paper and gives it to his higher up. When she reads the terms of engagement, she is flabbergasted. "WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!? Throttle needs me now more than ever and the last thing I need is for me to have all these fucking stupid regulations stating what I can and cannot do", shouted Carbine in a very furious and ferocious voice. She cannot believe the corporal would stoop to this level of mistrust and blunt accusation. Scabbard apologizes, "I'm sorry, general, but we have protocol that we must follow. I am sorry you feel this way, but I have to follow the laws set for by the Martian Council." Carbine gets up from her chair, grabs Scabbard through the front of his shirt, and shoves him back into the wall very forcefully. "Now you listen damn it, and you listen well. Throttle, his bros, and their allies have been fighting off the Plutarkian onslaught ever since they were shot by that Plutarkian destroyer 3 years ago. They deserve a chance to come home. I will do everything in my power to bring them all back home, including the very mouse I love with all my heart, soul, and mind. I intend to marry him as soon as their little occupation on Earth is over. So screw the rules, laws, protocol, and regulations! I am done talking to you, so get out of my face and let me do what I need to do to get ready for takeoff tomorrow. If you have a problem with that, talk to me in the morning."

The hardcore general lets go of the backstabbing corporal and watches him fall to the hard floor with a thud. She walks over to the door and turns the handle just as Scabbard picks himself up and regains his composure. She dismisses herself and leaves the corporal's tiny office.

As she is walking back to her house, she begins to wonder if Throttle has kept his promise even if he is a million miles away from his planetary home. It was the promise he made to her before he left to take down Limburger and Brie back in Chicago. He told her that someday he would return and come back to her as soon as everything involving Limburger, Brie, and any other interplanetary menace is defeated and brought back into custody for a trial of the century. As she stood beside her bike in the loading bay, she begins to understand what Morgan Dragon meant when he said that Throttle was waiting for her back on Earth. Throttle did truly miss her and has stayed completely faithful to her. She is his one and only woman. He loves her with a passion that is ever burning and everlasting.

She sits on her bike and begins to start the engine. It rumbles in total agreement with her current situation. She cranks the handlebars and warms up the engine. She opens the loading bay door and accelerates out of the loading bay. She turns on a dial on your interplanetary satellite trying to tune into any of the Earth's radio stations through their broadcasting satellites. She finds one that has one of her favorite songs playing and cranks it up through her a button on her helmet. She sings along to the song as she is riding on her way to her house just outside of the former Freedom Fighter Headquarters. She pulls up to her house which is actually used to one of the sanctuary houses of the religious monks of the local monastery. She turns off her bike and takes it into the makeshift shed underneath the house. She walks up a flight of stairs and proceeds into the kitchen for a quick bite before going to bed. She finds a pack of cheese crackers shaped like whales and begins munching on them with a cold cherry cola from her mini-fridge courtesy of M.D."Tonight, I am going to remember the good times we had together, and tomorrow, your mistress will be coming for you." She then proceeds into the bedroom with a bag of chocolate and another cherry cola, ready to go through her memory books and pictures to help her remember her one and only love forever.