(End of Original Biker Mice Series)
Charley sighed. What they had feared for so long had happened. The slow build-up of both the Earth and Plutarkian forces had finally exploded into open warfare. This was a disaster. Earth wasn't ready yet to face the Plutarkians. Both the new Cyber-bikes and the early Annihilators were steps in the right direction. But Earth needed a space-fleet and that they had not yet created. They'd probably adjusted the nuclear launch missiles as a stop-gap. But that's all they could be. No matter what the official statements on both planets were Limburger's last moves had caused a Plutarkian victory even if it wasn't as massive as first feared. He had brought Plutark into open battle, despite the incompetence of his aides and with that he would have to be content.
(Secret Base)
"Brough. New instructions are to break cover, arrest all Plutarkians, and seek open alliance with the Martian forces. We have no choice anymore. This has now become a fight for survival. We need this done before all is lost. Also redouble the efforts on what we hoped would be our space fleet. We need it up and running yesterday."
"Let's hope we have the time. I fear we do not."
"I know."
"Send Davidson her bike back. She'll need it. The Plutarkians' aren't stupid. Also her uniform, which we kept for her. If she had held onto it, it would have been too obvious that she was an agent, but since it's now open warfare - without it..."
"Understood."
"Try and avoid the Mice."
(Last Chance Garage)
As usual the Mice got out of control, when from above. "Quiet! I need to listen!"
Charley is shocked at what she hears. This was far too important, for anything to stop. An extraction mission. This was bad? How was she going to get the mice to do this? If Throttle alone was downstairs a word in his ear would be enough. But all of them. Oh well, it was probably time, and the "Situation Omega Cardinal" meant it was so urgent that she needed to break cover if necessary.
"There's a Deep Cover spy in Limburger's operation. They've helped here and there, but their main job is to pull important information. It's so bad she needs immediate extraction."
"How do you know this, sweetheart?" Vinnie asked
"Trust me guys, she does." Throttle stated. "It's time to go. And Charley's in Charge."
Vinnie was willing to take it on trust, and while Modo could be fooled, sometimes he was more cautious. "Okay, explain."
"I'm an Earth agent. We knew part of the Plutarkians' plans before you landed."
Vinnie stared at Charley in horror, and Modo looked shocked. Then he noticed Throttle who acted as if this wasn't news. "So how long have you known?"
While Charley was busy trying to mend fences with Vinnie, Throttle spoke. "Oh, since day one, and if either of you two had used your brains, you'd have known she was. By the way Vinnie since I knew she was an agent, if I thought she wasn't being honest with her feelings with you wouldn't I have mentioned it? And Modo would have spotted that."
"So why didn't you tell us?"
"You both vulnerable to womanly wiles. Do I have to point out Billie, Modo? And as for Vinnie his ego gets in the way."
"Time to head to Limburger tower."
(Limburger Tower)
Limburger sighed. He was back on Earth again. His manoeuvres should have netted him more than this. He was finally in danger from the military here; after all they could no longer pretend that an invasion wasn't being attempted. Still on the positive side his debts were finally paid off, and he could actually hire competent help for once. Limburger sighed. For a Plutarkian he had the dreaded sin of loyalty. Not that he wouldn't cheat and scheme, but he was willing to keep his help around, and they were not much help. Perhaps that was what he was being punished for?
"The biker mice are approaching sir."
"Again? I'm getting fed up of this."
"Hold on it looks like Davidson is in command, your sultan of saturatedness."
"That's odd. Davidson's direction denies dealing in destruction."
"Pardon, your odiferousness?"
"Destruction is not the goal. They have another one. Something important. A reason I was sent back here, and one that Davidson would know about" then it clicks. "How many times has that pesky primate penetrated my paranoid protections?"
"Pardon?"
"There's a man on the inside. That's why I'm back here. I have to prevent them escaping with the information they have. And we have a time limit."