Chapter 4: The Real Adventure Begins Part 2
A/N: A big, big thank you to those have either favorited, followed, or reviewed this story. It really means a lot. I do not own Danger Mouse only Christine.
I moaned as consciousness started to return and slowly I recalled the surreal things I had seen in the alley. 'It must have been a dream.' I thought feeling somewhat relieved. 'It must have been the jet lag and the exhaustion of traveling to London. There's no way I saw a toad and a crow that could both talk. When I open my eyes I'll be safely back in the hotel room ready to enjoy my vacation.' However that hope was quickly dashed when I finally opened my eyes. I was not in the hotel room. Instead I was in what looked like a mad scientist's lab. The impression was furthered by the fact that I was tightly strapped to a metal table with what looked like another ray only much larger looming directly overhead. Alarmed I did my best to wiggle loose but with no luck. As I did so an all too familiar voice met my ears.
"Ah, Stiletto it looks like our guest is awake." it wheezed.
"Si Barone." the Italian voice replied.
My eyes widened and I stopped struggling for a moment. The two speakers were located on a small platform just behind the ray and they were still a toad holding a white caterpillar and a crow. It seems I hadn't been dreaming that part either. I decided to take the initiative.
"Where am I?" I demanded with what I hoped was a strong, firm, voice that showed absolutely no fear whatsoever. The toad merely laughed his evil laugh again.
"My, aren't we spirited." he chuckled before adding. "To answer your question you're in the super-secret lab of yours truly. I believe if I remember correctly you were rudely poking your nose where it didn't belong."
Oh yeah, I did overhear something that I obviously wasn't supposed to. "That was an accident." I snapped indignantly. "I was just out for a walk. What are you going to do about it anyway…kill me?" As soon as the words were out I clamped my mouth shut but it was too late.
'Yeah Christine. Shoot your mouth off at the guy holding you captive. That'll end well for you.' I thought furiously to myself. Meanwhile the toad gave a cold, cruel grin. Uh-oh that can't be good.
"That's exactly what I'm going to do." he said evilly. In that instant I felt like my stomach was suddenly filled with ice. "You-you wouldn't…" I stammered out absolutely terrified. "I-I'm just a kid." The toad gave another laugh the caterpillar joining in. "I wouldn't would I?" he cackled. "My dear, unfortunately it appears you don't know me at all."
Sheer panic was, by this point, flooding my system. "If you had wanted to…to kill me off you would've done it back at the alleyway." I blurted out in another attempt to call the toad's bluff. To my dismay the he did not seem fazed.
"Yes, I would have." he agreed. "If I had had the proper equipment to do so. Hence why you are here young lady." With this the toad gestured at the gigantic ray hovering over me. The toad turned back to the crow. "Stiletto." he said. "Si Barone." The crow sighed before pressing a button on the ray's control panel. The machine started to hum and vibrate. Chuckling darkly the toad turned back to me. "In a few minutes this ray will fire and you, young lady, I'm afraid will be reduced to nothing but ashes." he wheezed.
I was far beyond terrified by this point. I struggled fiercely against my bonds but they wouldn't budge. I couldn't get free. Tears stung at my eyes but I did my best to fight them back. I wasn't going to give any of these creeps the satisfaction of seeing my fear. As the ray grew louder I started to feel more and more panicked. I didn't want to die. Not at thirteen. Thoughts of Alice, Thomas, and everyone drifted into my mind and I suddenly felt very sick. Thomas would be devastated and Alice…she would never forgive herself for losing me. The worst part neither of them would ever know what happened to me.
A single tear slid down my cheek as I thought in despair, "Alice, Thomas, everyone forgive me." The ray was now very loud and I could see a small beam of green light forming. I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed it would be over quickly. However, just then a loud CRASH filled the room. "CURSES!" I heard the toad yell. I reopened my eyes.
A huge hole had appeared in the ceiling and the ray was no longer aimed at me but rather at the yellow car now zooming around through the air. I gaped. This…wasn't…happening. There was a lot of shouting going on and it sounded like there was a fight of some sort. I heard someone crash into something which must have been the control panel for at that moment the restraints binding me to that table retracted. I was free.
Without any hesitation I rolled off the table onto the floor. Ducking down I peered around the table. The toad and crow seemed to be battling with…whoever was in the flying, yellow, car and the ray was now swiveling wildly around shooting at random targets. Looking in the other direction I spotted a door. A way out! Without thinking I straightened up and ran for it. That soon proved to be a mistake for at the same exact second I made a break for it the ray had been turned in my direction and fired. Out of the corner of my eye I saw it coming and tried to dodge but was too slow. While the beam of light missed any vital parts of my body it managed to graze my upper left arm.
It felt like my arm had caught fire. I let out a scream of pain and crumpled clutching at my injury. Meanwhile I heard the toad's voice shout angrily, "We'll meet again!" and then something that sounded like a small explosion. A brief silence fell. Then through the cloud of agony I was experiencing I heard the rev of car not far away. There was another pause before a voice spoke up.
"Oh crumbs!" it cried. This new voice masculine with an English accent and it sounded very, very panicked. "Good grief!" a second voice exclaimed. The other voice was also male with a strong British accent. It sounded a great deal calmer than the previous voice but I could still detect a degree of alarm in. There was the muffled thuds of running feet and I felt someone knelt beside me.
"Miss, Miss are you all right?" inquired the second speaker voice full of concern. I floundered for a reply. "My-my arm." I finally managed to croak out. "Let me see." the voice demanded in a kindly, soothing, tone mixed with some worry. He then gently pried my hand away from my injury. Shocked gasps followed.
"Oh 'eck Chief! What are we going to do?! This isn't good!" the first speaker shrieked. "Shush." reprimanded the other speaker. "Here's what we're going to do…"
While the two continued their debate I just about shriveled up from the excruciation feeling very dizzy and lightheaded. This was by far the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. I just wanted to stop feeling. I just wanted to stop thinking. I just wanted it all to stop. I soon got my wish as for the second time that day I passed out.
A/N: Another chapter done. I hope everyone was in character. Please review and constructive criticism is welcome.