"The race is getting intense! These are much different then your average race." Sara compliment after the clips of the race. "Sort of remind me of the Reality shows, what was that psycho's name who started on the island?"
"That would be Total Drama, but yeah those challenges Chris made would've been sent to prison for life. I wouldn't be surprise if we find his counterpart in this dimension, hate to imagine what this Chris is up to in this dimension." Bringing up the profile of Chris Mclean and his 'shady' activities during the Total Drama series. "Anyway, those racers sure giving it all to win the race, well those but Dick Dastardly."
"Can see some of the similarities, but who was he contacting anyway?" Something that got her thinking after catching a shot of him, hacking into the security systems to see other shady looking characters until something caught her eye. "Wait a minute?" Showing a video of two men passing food to the Vulture Squadron. "TOM, does this guy look somewhat familiar?"
TOM had been wondering he noticed a guy with long orange hair and a goofy looking pair of glasses who was paired up with a greasy looking fella. "Hmm, yeah, try to zoom in a little. Maybe we can scan his physical features."
The computer zoomed in on the target individual and started to scan him, instantly revealing to be Control Freak with a criminal photo of him after his arrest. "Control Freak!" Jumped from his chair and pointed his index finger at the image. "Should've known he round up in this dimension." Never forgotten how he hijacked their computer systems to find someplace to hide, costing them to jump several years ahead and almost destroyed them through travelling a misguided dimensional warp.
"No doubt the creep is doing one of his little hobbies, I sure like to get back at him somehow. Who knows how long he's been here compared to the time differences."
"Your right, if he's there then trouble wont be far behind."
The racers continue on track and try to over take each other with either the help of the elements or their gadgets for other special uses. The road ahead was getting tense as they try to keep a steady grip on the path while ahead of them was Red Max after getting his Crimson Haybaler by propelling the plane/car hybrid in mid-air to over take his opponents and saw the road up ahead. "Hmm, seems to be a split." Taking another jump to find out which path he should take. "One seems to take the caverns, the other goes up ahead. Hah, I'm more of a flyer then a digger." Making the obvious choice and turns to the right which he chosen and spots an elongated bridge up ahead.
"Sir, there's two paths dead ahead, which way should we go?" Meekley asked him for basic ideas on which way to go.
The Sergeant popped his head out of the hatch to think, getting a good view of the roads to take. "Hmm, seems like we'll be expecting multiple choices in this race. Take the underground, we could maybe find a faster route. Private, you have night vision goggles?"
"Have them in case we can't see a thing, serg!"
"Good man! Take us in!" Blast shouted and taking the alternate path into the mouth of the cave.
Meekley spotted a sight above and think it be best to warn his superior before it could hit him. "Sir, I think you take cover for the moment."
Sergeant Blast however, didn't seem too convinced. "I'll make the decisions around here, Private! You just focus on driving us through this-
THUNK!
Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit by a sign that came towards him, with the words written 'caution! Wear protective helmets'. The Sergeant grumbled and tossed the wooden sign out of the way. "Ugghhh, just get us through this damned cave, private." Fortunate to have aura but still feels like he was hearing ringing sounds in his ears.
"Yes, sir!" Continues onwards as he switches the lights on to see better, making sure to watch out for anything within the tunnels before more racers follow them.
"Ooh, looks like Sergeant Blast should've watched where he was going." Brick commented after watching the scene. "So far Red Max as taking another route which will be a surprise for those who take it. We wanted to make the race more challenging for each racer to use their abilities to make it through, while the underground tunnels we carefully constructed." The scene switches back to the racetrack and find other racers following through. "We now see the Slag Brothers and the Convert-A-Car take the tunnel, followed by the Creepy Coupe and also the. Meanwhile the Bulletproof Bomb, the Arkansas Chuggabug is catching up to them on the left route." Narrating the events of the racers that drove by as the drones continued to record and spotted more coming up.
Penelope was enjoying herself so far and had no trouble with the racers since they started, but didn't mean they would go easy on her which was what she hoping for to make a challenge. "Looks like I might wanna catch up, but which direction should I take?"
"Hello, Penelope, my dear." Hearing a familiar voice and knew it was none other then Peter Perfect.
"Oh, hello Peter, I see you had your car refitted." Giving her compliments and liked how it looked for speed and appearance.
"Thank you, had to get it fixed up after that certain display." Though he found it embarrassing to have his Turbo Terrific fall to pieces on life broadcast.
Penelope giggled and smiled at him. "Aw, I thought you did great." She found it cute that he sometimes had trouble with his superhuman strength and his honesty, which she liked about him.
"Looks to be a split up ahead."
"In that case I'll take the tunnel, wish you the best." Waves him goodbye and steers her car to the direction.
"Same to you and hope to see you on the other end." Smiles and goes his separate way. When they passed by, something emerged out of the earth and revealed to be Zilly who popped his head out to check for an all clear, pulled out his arm and reach for his scroll. "T-T-Target has gone under-g-g-ground. R-Repeat! Target has t-t-taken underground."
"Roger."
"Ok, target is in the tunnels. Now to start with phase 2 of the operation." Control Freak said and hacked into the security network for his partners to do their thing, searching for the sector the racers are passing. Taking a moment and successfully hacked in with no problem. "We're in!"
"Not bad, newbie. Let's split before someone sees us." Grease Pit told him before he pulled out a remote, zapping them away and appearing right before Limburger and Karbunkle. "Eh, boss we did it."
"Excellent! Things are going as I planned it." Limburger chuckled and rubbed his gloved hands together when he was in a good mood. "Once miss Pitstop is caught in one of our traps, she will give me the information we seek."
Both the goons were curious of what it was that they were to go after Penelope Pitstop since they came to the races. "So, uh, what is it she has that you're after? Apart from the obvious fact of being vastly rich." Control Freak asked him which he thought sounded stupid. Knowing from his previous crimes, catching wealthy individuals was very common in super villain plots.
Limburger looked at one of his goons and smiles softly for giving the right question. "A very perspective question, my dear boy. As you are correct as it isn't the money we are after. Oh no, no, no. For some of you who don't know was that many years ago her mother once took on a job by the Gangsters for a simple treasure hunt, a very ancient and most valuable item that predates human history. It is known as the Jewel of Neptune."
Grease Pit gasped. "The Jewel of Neptune!?"
Both Control Freak and Karbunkle looked at him with a questionable look as if he knew what it is. The mad scientist then asked him about it. "You know what Jewel of Neptune is?"
"Da, I dunno."
"Well the way you gasped we thought you know what it is." Control Freak said to him.
Grease Pit shrugged his shoulders in response to Control Freak. "I thought it sounded dramatic. Say, do you get paid?" He asked the scientist of the question.
"IF YOU IDIOTS LET ME CONTINUE WITHOUT FURTHER INTERRUPTIONS!?" He shouted from the top of his lungs to get their attention, causing Control Freak to leap into Grease Pit's arms while his legs were shaking. Clearing his throat to calm himself down. "As I was saying, the Jewl of Neptune is an ancient gem, according to legend is said to have been created by a race of elementals, unfortunately I have no idea what purpose but one of my clients is willing to offer a substantial amount of money and support for our operation on Earth for dust, provided we obtain the information of the jewel's location as it has been lost for centuries. Until now."
"So… that means the blondie is the one who knowz it?" Grease Pit asked him.
"Precisely! That's the first intelligent thing that came out of your micro brain this month." Patting him on the back, only to wipe the substance off of his hands while Grease Pit smiled and felt appraised for a compliment.
"Gee, thanks boss. I think?"
"And that's where both Karbunckle and Control Freak come in, he'll hack into their security systems and cause a minor problem. Our goons take down the barriers and drive the Grimm into the area with the help of our drones." Explaining his plan to his fellow low life criminals. "And that's just the beginning, with the potential use of Dust, and these Grimm that have caught the interest of the military. Plutark will have an army of monsters that know no fear of death! Transporting them to unsuspecting worlds we can choose and watch our enemies fall from within! Especially those good for nothing rodents on Mars!" He had long dreamed of a day of ridding the Biker Mice since they started the Liberation of Mars. "And not just Mars, all our enemies will fall to the terrors of the Grimm, even those Gems and the irritating Irken fanatics! I will be hailed as a hero to Plutark!"
"Brilliant oh wise and grand Chedder! I can't think of anything that could go wrong." Kissing up to his boss after hearing the plan.
Limburger stroked his chin and took it as a compliment. Feeling smug by Karbunkle's words. "Yes, I do come up with the best plans." He gloated.
"But uh, won't the Grimm come towards us?" Grease Pit asked him as he was a little worried and scared of the Grimm coming at them.
"Oh not to worry, so long as we are out of their sight, they can't attack what they can't see." Limburger told him, which was a relief to him and everyone to hear.
One of the goons ran up to him. "Sir, the target is in sight. She's taken the cave"
"Excellent! Tell the Vulture Squadron to seal it up. And Control Freak, on my signal you know what to do. And Grease Pit, you go to the caves and make certain to do a little 'accident'." Chuckles sinisterly and tapped his fingers together.
Control Freak grinned and saluted to his boss. "One system crash coming up!" Pulled out his remote control and pushed a button that zapped the group to another location.
Now that one of his henchmen is gone and turned to his scientist for other matters. "Now then Karbunkle, what have you to tell me about the tunnels."
"The drones are in place and ready on your command. Inside the tunnel lies a dormant Deathstalker after I planted a control device on it to avoid killing our own."
"Hmm, and how do you propose that this will work? The Grimm are not the most tamed creatures on Earth, not unless by our clients. It wasn't so easy capturing one of those creatures." Limburger asked him for an answer.
"Oh you will have nothing to fear, your diabolicalness as we will be far from its present location. For it is the racers you should worry about." Snickers evilly, rubbing his gloved hands.
"Ahh, your evil twisted mind always comes to good fortune. A pity the persistent rodents are not here, would have been a pleasant show indeed." He chuckles.
Dick and Muttley were catching up to the leading racers and passed the racers, bashing one of them aside and getting ahead. "Now we'll wont have to worry about the competition with Limburger handling it, leaving me the innocent bystander. This will be the easiest race to win!"
"Hehehehehehe!" Muttley snickered until they were suddenly engulfed by a huge trail of debris made by the Buzzwagon's saw wheels. Neither of them could see with so much dust no matter how many times they clear the windows using the windscreen wipers.
"Drat! Those wood chopping fools are making it too hard to see!" Time to play dirty." Decided to use one of the Mean Machine's weapons, selecting a rocket launcher as it emerges from the left side of the vehicle. Getting a clear sight of him through dust of earth, trying to get a clear shot of his target with an active missile. The computer managed to get a lock in on him. "Fire!" About to press the button when the front tires bumped into a rock, causing the vehicle to bounce just before the rocket was fired. Unfortunately due to the narrow moment, the rocket missed the lumberjacks as they turned to the other way, hitting the top of the cave instead. While the Mean Machine drivers drove straight into the cave just before the mouth of the cave collapsed behind them.
Zilly popped his head out and didn't like where this was going. "O-O-OH dear." Hoping his boss makes it out of there in one piece. "B-B-Better ch-ch-check on Klunk on how he's doing." Wasting no time and sprinted off to make certain the traps were all set.
Meanwhile back at the Wacky Races stadium the crew who were in charge of security were monitoring the activities in the area and watching the race for the fun part of the job.
"Oh man, those racers who took the left turn are in for a big surprise." One of them said before took a sip of her coffee.
"Yeah, the big loop and jump is what they'll do but the cave is gonna be trick- hold up." One of them, a cat mobian saw something in the cave system.
"What's wrong?" Another asked him.
"That can't be right. According to this there's something in the tunnels." Switching the camera to see something and trying to get a fix on the blur. "What is that?"
"Not sure, and we got trouble! A large horde of Grimm have been spotted and heading straight towards us." They gathered to find out where they are precisely and just up ahead to where the racers would reach. "They're heading straight to the race tracks!"
"The electric fences should keep them out, but better play it safe by calling in the Enforcers and hunters in the stadium." One of the security officers said.
"Oh I don't think so!"
Everyone turned around to find the source of the voice. "Whose there? This is a restricted area, no one is allowed."
"Oh don't worry, I got a pass. Right HERE!" Without warning the security team were struct by an electrical zap coming from the computer system, unable to react in time as they collapsed on the floor, unconscious. Control Freak who just appeared out of one of the TV screens looked around and saw all the officers knocked out.
Control Freak grins and decided to use one of his jokes. "Gee, you guys having a break while on duty? Talk about putting a SHOCK in your system! AHAHAHAHAH!" Gave himself a sinister laugh until he suddenly realised how corny that sounded. "Wait, that didn't sound right, probably at first by Static."
Wasting no time as he approaches their computers showing all the events and security systems that keep the citizens protected by the Grimm outside, grins and pulled out his remote control to hack into the computers' mainframe, only able to select the section of the fences to shut down. Now that he got it, the super villain was about to do what he enjoys most. "Get ready viewers, cause the entertainment of the Wacky Races, has just taken to the next level." Pushes the button and let the chaos commence.
"To be continued."
RECEIVING TRANSMISSION…
OPENING CHANNEL
"Hello…zztttzz… can-ZZZT anyone hear me?"
"Do you suppose… hear us…zzzttztz… please friends…!" A female
"They need to…ZzzTTZTZZZ."
"This is th…PZZZZTTT…we think we PFFFZZZ a way…"
SIGNAL LOST
"What was that?"
"I'm not sure, almost as if someone was trying to get to send a broadcast but I'm afraid it's gone for a moment." Sara told him.
TOM didn't like what was going on, maybe he was paranoid but this might not be different then the previous events. "See if you can try to scan the signal while I try to find out what's going on Earth. Things seem to be off ever since we got here."
Sara nodded her head to him as she agreed fully with the idea. "Way ahead of you, I'll try to re-establish communications with them and find out who they are."
"Let's hope we can do something to help them. While you're at it, I'll keep broadcasting on the events. Best of luck, Sara."
"You too."
Ok, apologies for the LONG delay, my fault as I had stuff to do and been doing some bit of relaxing while having the warm sun out to enjoy. Spoke with Lord Maximus of the ideas for the chapter and changed bits of it to avoid spoilers, not wanting to reveal information too much before he does. So I made this a little short, I wanted to upload it so you don't have to worry about waiting to find out. I wanted to try to think of ideas for the tracks and maybe use some from the Hot wheels World Race ideas and Acceleracers.
So now the Grimm are about to be unleashed and now you know who Limburger and his goons are after, will they succeed and will the Biker Mice stop his evil plan? But who is his clients?
"And will the loving, handsome, sex god make his appearance in Grimmfa-"
"DEADPOOL! What are you doing?! Stop hacking into people's accounts!"
"Oh come on! You guys should lighten up! I mean, First Control Freak and then X, when is it gonna be mine? This Grimmfall universe they told me about sounds awesome!"
"I can't! The only one to know about it is Max, so take it up with him! Not my place!
"Pff, spoilers, come on! The fanboy owes me since I was the one who-"
"NOO!" Tackles him to the ground. Dust cloud with fists and feet exchanged, cats, frying pans and chickens flown across the room.
"Uh, just end the chapter now! Come back here, you three have been nothing but trouble!"
