In the copter's ride being Limburger and Weyland watched pleased what under Lester's jaw being video camera footage gave to them. One of those mice was just without the final lubrication and that's something what made Limburger almost satisfied. The practice was really about to pay back a hoped result regardless of Martian's strong attempts.
"So Lester! I think it's time to put one rodent where he belongs… Six feet under!" messaged Plutarkian to the Xenomorph, which started to tighten its tail around Modo's hands, grabbing then with its hands to his helmet near his cheeks. Poor Martian had to reluctantly admit that fact, that even he couldn't resist it. Not then and not anymore. Not after that.
"I think this is the end of the ride for me, bros! Goodbye!" said grey furry Martian closing his eyes preparing to accept his bloody doom.
Now it would do it, thought Modo hearing unpleasant hissing when the creature opened its mouth raising its teeth. That devil would kill him with its tongue, just like it did to Tax yesterday.
Limburger was jumping in joy while listening to Lester's hissing and watching Martian's helplessness, which ended right in that second when Lester's tongue came out from the mouth.
It really should had ended right there.
But like a miracle, it didn't. Some kind of light under the water interrupted Lester making it blind for a moment and made it to scream. Modo had almost ended up to the Devil's dinner, but he got only mark of its teeth to just between his eyes. He would now make that in the trouble being snake to suffer!
But he really had to get to the surface. Safe, because water was literally flowing into his broken helmet. And in a second that snake let its tight grip go of Modo, freeing him and letting him swim to surface. To breathe fresh air.
"Modo! You alright?" asked confused Throttle from Modo who breathed briefly some air before answering.
"Yeah! I'm okay, but I wouldn't like to end up to that kind of animal's dinner again!"
"MODO! HERE!" Just nearby he heard similar screaming while stepping to beach sand. It was Charley, who had according to the voice something important to say.
"Charley? What is she doing here?" wondered wounded Martian while taking his broken helmet off stepping to the Charley after that. Mechanic woman had broken the order of the mice – as usual - and she couldn't just take the fact, that this was only 'men's job'.
" 'Sorry Charley girl, but things like capturing a giant snake is a work of machos like us!' Yeah right! And you can't get rid of it that better?" laughed Charley while preparing to longer suffering snake's torture in the form of flashbang grenades.
"That damned maroon haired chick just dares to interfere with my plans? I'll give her a good lesson…" shouted enraged Limburger while watching from the copter's cockpit to the lake's beach. That mouse's death was already so close, but that woman…
"Lesson? Limburger, what the hell are you…" asked wondering Karl when Limburger asked Karbunkle to open the hatch taking a RPG from the weapons pile. Already loaded.
"I'll show to that paragon of nothingness a little lesson! HAH HAH HAH!" laughed Plutarkian hysterically by shooting a missile towards Charley. Weyland was angry because of this and pulled him back inside the copter. Did he really have to ruin this whole operation because of momentary impulses?
"Great, Limburger! Now you had to kill that lady because of that?" shouted Weyland at Limburger running to the cockpit to watch, how the missile flew closer to Charley. Martians tried to warn grenades preparing mechanic. Without any result.
Working Charley couldn't even see the missile, when it hit just next to her and it sent screaming woman to sky with her stuff. Ending up to the water after her little flying.
"CHARLEY!" shouted shocked Throttle and Vinnie after hearing the explosion and Charley's splashing, just about twenty meters from the creature, who was getting her vision back. And it started to see again clearly, by seeing bleeding Charley in its sights and swimming towards her. Mechanic woman was driving into panic when the sharp teeth having snake just came closer.
"My babe…" snarled Vinnie hitting the rocks trying to get his stuck being circular saw out by his right arm being spike ball. Throttle took a ride from his bike Modo's bike riding next to him and with it he tried to take a lock on the creature which was swimming towards Charley. But he couldn't shoot, because if the creature sensed the lasers and the missiles, they would hit Charley instead.
"WON'T BE TURNED INTO A MEAT LOAF!" After seeing that, Vinnie totally lost it. Pausing for a two seconds, he gathered every possible strength to hit the rocks off from his saw.
"Alright, Vincent… NOW!" shouted Vinnie hitting with his spike ball rocks far away from him, and his left arm was free. Now that monster had to be taken out before it killed Charley!
Unfortunately Charley was already panicking when the creature swam closer to her blood flowing into its nostrils. But Throttle was coming close as well, ready to hit the xenomorph.
"NOOO!" shouted panicking woman when the creature raised its thin but big, six finger arms. That was scary to the defenseless mechanic, especially when it prepared to grab her…
To its misery Charley got help from above just in time, when a lasso appeared on her waist and she ended up flying from the water to the sky. Ending up to Modo's lap in the end.
Lester was enraged. Just a little faster and she could have made that human to help her. But now it was under protection of that mouse and it would be a suicide to try to take it with her. Still she could take those two, who were chasing her enraged.
"JUST COME HERE AND FIGHT LIKE A MARTIAN MOUSE, YOU COWARD SNAKE!" shouted Vinnie raising his left arm when Throttle shot the creature with his bro. But it was way beyond getting hit.
"Wait a sec! What's it up to now?" thought Throttle steering just next to the rock wall. He got the answer to his question in a moment. That snake let its tail to do some damage to the wall, making heavy rocks to fall on him and Vinnie. And in that all confusion it escaped. Once again.
"OHHH! These rocks won't do any good to my head!" complained Vinnie trying to avoid falling rocks like Throttle when the situation was getting way worse.
"Throttle! How's it going down there?" asked Modo while Vinnie and Throttle tried to slalom the rocks with every scent they got with Modo's bike next to them.
"Not too well! That devil's getting awAAARGGH!" shouted Throttle when the rocks hit his helmet making him to lose his grip from his bike. Vinnie instead was avoiding the rocks better than his bro, though his bike took some damage as well.
"Throttle! You okay?" asked Vinnie stopping for second after getting out from the falling rock pile. Under that pile he heard only desperate groaning and that creature had already taken off from the lake. Far, far away.
And more setbacks were coming, when someone launched a missile again. This time it was shot to underwater targeting Vinnie and Throttle. Charley and Modo looked how fast it was moving to its target.
"I'm sorry, but you're not getting enjoyment any more from this!" blurted Modo out shooting his own missile just before it was hitting Vinnie.
For his luck the missiles created nothing more than a little cloud before him.
"Come on, Modo! I would have taken that out by myself, you know?" boasted Vinnie making Modo to laugh briefly. And after that he locked in the air flying helicopter.
"But now you're going to get a present, you stinking saboteur!" roared Martian shooting a missile one more time at the mysterious copter. The previous missiles' launcher started to shout for help when Modo's missile hit the copter and he tripped outside barely keeping his hands on the copter's metal. The saboteur was exposed after losing his bazooka and loud shouting.
"Limburger! Should have known that… OH!" blurted furious Charley when her stomach was bleeding. Modo asked her to calm down; sure she had survived just a second before she should have been slaughtered by that snake but now there was no chance to get pissed off now.
"At least according to that fish pestilence is having some fun time! HAH HAH HAH!" laughed grey furry Martian while watching the helpless Plutarkian, who was screaming for help.
"Just pull me in and fast, you rusty trumpets!" After that he was pulled back inside the copter by Karbunkle and Karl. This operation had really turned into a catastrophe in a matter of second and the result didn't give a reason to joy, though mice and their friend had taken serious damage.
"You IDIOT! I told you that we don't shoot if I say otherwise! Now this thing just gets harder because of your short-sighted attempts to take those interrupters out! And guess how much the citizens are going to react when they hear about this?" shouted Weyland furiously throwing Limburger against the copter's metal.
"Mr. Weyland! I really wouldn't like to be trouble, but because of the damage we took from that biker boy I'd prefer quick landing somewhere!" shouted Ratchet suddenly when the cockpit was filling with smoke and unpleasant noise. Controlling the bird didn't seem as easy as it did a few minutes ago.
"Correct, boss: Seems like I have to land already NOW!" The control of the bird was totally lost. Ratchet tried his best, but flaming copter didn't obey him and it crash landed to the opposite beach.
After the hit the copter was literally sliced from the middle. Pilot Ratchet flew from pilot chair against the glass, Weyland fell against the wall back first and Limburger and Karbunkle rolled to the back of the copter Plutarkian first his scientist following him.
"You repulsive paragon of antichemist, get off me NOW!" shouted Plutarkian to his scientist hearing just next to him some kind of leaking. The copter was already in flames and he could only comment on that by saying: - How disgustingly repulsive and similAAAARRRRGGGHHHH!
The copter's back exploded blowing Limburger and Karbunkle sky high for a moment ending up after that to the ground in flames. Literally crying for help.
Weyland, who had taken minor wounds, wasn't interested in those pathetic cries for help. It was his pilot, Ratchet, whom he worried about.
The answer to his expectations was just before his eyes, when he saw lethally bleeding corporal's blonde hair against the broken glass. His eyes were empty, stomach was bleeding just on the side of his left kidney and his flying glasses were broken. There he had lost once again one good soldier, a really promising one. Those damned mice would pay for that, thought man when his left ear started to leak white paste again to the face of Ratchet.
This kind of death made even him silent for a moment, though he wasn't even a human.
He was something else, although emotional bursts like this should support the fact that he was.
"Alright, bro! Let's get you out of there." Vinnie was taking the rocks off from his bro and two motorcycles, noticing suddenly a hand under a rock pile. White furry Martian pulled his wounded bro under from the pile.
"Thanks, Vincent! Where's that snake? Did it escape, or..." asked rocks shaking off Throttle from Vinnie when his and Modo's bikes drove off from the pile rocks flying off.
"Sorry, bro! That damned snake is swimming somewhere over there, but it's hiding… again. And I don't bet that it's going to show itself again very soon." answered Vinnie stepping like Throttle to his bike. They had suffered a defeat, but not totally, when they drove to the surface tailpipes flaming.
"Charley! You okay?" asked white furry Martian watching from her stomach bleeding mechanic, for whom Modo gave a bandage from her jeans' pant leg covering the wound for a moment, though she was always from head to feet wet and her hair was totally spread around.
"Yeah, I'm okay, Vinnie! However Limburger should get his butt kicked because of this!" roared brown hairy mechanic pointing at the copter on the opposite beach. Limburger and Karbunkle were in panic their clothes in flames.
"Oh man! We should have known that that the roll pap is behind this sabotage!" said Throttle while taking his special armor off Vinnie following his example. Modo was stepping on his bike while Charley tried to stand up when the pain was taking over her.
"I'll come with you, guys! I just want to AHH!" moaned Charley in pain putting Vinnie and Modo to stop her blustering right there. She had to rest, not start to rage.
"Listen, sweetheart. Just rest for now. It's the only thing you can do." suggested Vinnie getting only an angry look from Charley. This really was something what she wasn't going to let go off!
"Listen to me now, smartbrain! Get my stuff and I at least with you. I really don't want to be here alone, when that monster comes back here." She was right, thought Vinnie and Modo. It would be a real injustice to let her rest and lie in there as a prey.
"Alright, Charley ma'am, you won! We'll take you with us, but you'd better just settle for seeing that whitefish's suffering." said Modo helping brown hairy woman to Vinnie's bike's back. She was feeling pain, especially when she raised her right leg up for a moment.
"Because of this…" started his own armor into his bike placed Vinnie jumping to his bike's back when his bros started their bikes' engines.
"Let's turn that codfish into fishbones!" snarled Throttle when they rode on their bikes on the surface riding to the opposite beach. And way too fast according to Limburger's face.
"Oh dear! Just not agAAIIINNN?" shouted Plutarkian when Martians bumped him a few meters back, let alone Karbunkle, who ended up into the flames again.
"OH! OH! OH! OHH!" complained flaming scientist running back to the lake to cool. Mice were about to give Limburger a good lesson.
"Alright, you worthless mildew fish!" snarled Modo with his red light glowing right eye while grabbing the Plutarkian's chest. In a moment he was thrown at Vinnie and Throttle ready for a beating.
"It's time for you to learn one thing…" started Throttle putting his right arm being nuke knocks to shine his left dangling Plutarkian under his jaw when Vinnie put his torches to flame.
"You know that is going as below as you, you stink fish! Recruiting some monster like that and keeping it in your tower, letting it to kill innocents! How do you now…" Vinnie was interrupted suddenly, when the marines showed up in the APCs and cargo ships. Mice and Charley were now wondering, what were those soldiers up to now…
SUV-like vehicles and cargo ships surrounded the group of four and finally they stopped moving, letting the marines to march out armed to the teeth.
"Hello, fellas! Could you ask a cell ticket for this slime face? And give him a smell quarantined one!" asked Vinnie from marines. But something unpredictable happened: they hit mice with their rifles to the ground putting their guns at them. Limburger crawled with devious smile away from them. Those rats were now in real trouble.
"We're sorry, mice, but only ones, who get a ticket to cell…" shouted mice looking black skinned private while mice just wondered, what on earth was going on. Shouldn't those men focus on taking out that snake and not to take out possible Xenomorph terminators?
"Are YOU, you murder bikers!" continued in the back being white skinned private making Charley shocked and bros to gulp. This thing wasn't really going into the tube, not especially when they saw, who came out the flaming helicopter's scrap.
"Weyland? Oh…" blurted Throttle recognizing that grey cowl man. Did he even have to be right there as well?
"How great, mice! And with great I mean..." said Weyland with angry tone, dragging his dead pilot's bloody corpse making the mice shocked let alone Charley, whose eyes extended widely.
"THIS! Is this marine's death, men, enough to put these troublemaking rodents into the cage?" asked Weyland when Modo felt huge guilt because of that pilot's death. If his mother was there, she would have felt a huge shame because of this.
"We were just supposed to take out that creature, which was in that lake just a few moments ago. But thanks a lot to someone called Lawrence Limburger it got awAAGH!" explained Modo when black skinned private hit him with his pulse rifle. Charley just couldn't allow it, seeing her friends being treated like that. But she couldn't do anything when the marines came between her and the mice telling her to stay away.
"They're my friends, you nutbrainy jerks! They just tried to defend themselves from that monster OHH!" complained Charley getting only walked away from her friends. Mice got into their hands electric handcuffs.
Their bikes didn't allow doing that to their owners. They tried to take on the marines, only getting shut down when some of the marines shot electric grenades at them.
"What are you doing to our bikes?" shouted Throttle while Modo was biting his teeth enraged. If even one of those marines touched his bike, he would turn that soldier into snake food just when he'd get out of those cuffs.
"Those were only EMP grenades, gentlemen! So you don't have to worry about them… for now." said one of the marines putting the boots into the bike's tires, just that they couldn't get away.
"And that depends on how serious sentence you're going to get because of this murder attempt!" said temperamental black private to the grinning mice's faces, while their bikes where walked into the cargo ships.
"Yeah right! You could turn that kind of cuckoo clock into a jurist even with a cat fo… AGGH!" joked Throttle when the private got so angry, that he kicked Martian to his left cheek making blood to pour from his mouth.
"Next joke is going to cost your glasses then, you rat!" snarled angry private strangling grinning Martian from his neck letting go of him after a moment.
"Alright, men! Take corporal Trenz to the Mortician of Fallen Ones. He can't be left here. And what comes to you, you stupid rodents..." As a moment the marines started to carry dead Ratchet out of the place, while Weyland started to think about adjustable conviction to those mice.
"We'll see at the court, Biker Mice! And because of this I predict you'll have a good long time in a prison!" shouted man when the white paste started to leak out of this ear to Throttle's glasses. Amber furry mouse was totally confused. Human didn't bleed paste like that.
"See you later, Biker Mice! Tadaa!" teased after Weyland walking Weyland making Modo and Vinnie enraged. How were they supposed to be putted into jail because of this?
Raging didn't seem to help them at all, when the marines walked tall mice to the APC. Sitting marines didn't give them any kind of positive smiles. Just because of one promising, young pilot.
"Just look at them!"
"Absolutely! They're great, at least to kill us!"
"Yup, and that's the only real thing what they can do!"
Modo and Vinnie just couldn't take those insults just like that when they walked to the back to sit down. Throttle was at the moment thinking who or even what Weyland really was. White paste using human? Right and next thing would be that xenomorphs could fly!
"Hey, bro! What's the plan for now? We'll be in the court in a moment and I don't think that it's going to end well. My screw-up, sorry…" Modo was depressed because of the earlier, because now they all would pay for it.
"Thanks a lot, big bro! Because of you we're going to end up into cage birds and I'm going to miss all those girls I promised to see!" complained Vinnie to Modo making Throttle to shut them up.
"Listen to me, bros! Though we don't have really good chances to affect to the court's decision and we don't even have our bikes to use, I'll figure out something! But not here." In that second the APC started to move. They knew that they would be in deep trouble in a moment.
Charley instead was left sitting on rock and aside, when his mice friends were driven away.
"Please! Could even one of you…" Asked bleeding mechanic only being ignored by most of the passing marines not caring a bit about her. Fortunately one of them, black skinny sergeant bothered to ask her health.
"Sorry, miss! You're a friend of those mice?" asked man from bad feeling and depressed Charley, who nodded as the answer.
"Don't worry. I'll give you ride to your home and nothing else." The man helped bleeding woman to his APC. Charley wondered who was helping her, so she decided to ask his name.
"Sergeant Ovter Veqra, ma'am! Don't worry; nothing bad is going to happen to you." However Charley felt herself lonely, because the mice were going into jail. Or worse.
"What's going to happen to guys? Aren't really going into the cage just because of one marine's death?"
"It's not up to me to decide, ma'am. I'm only a soldier and that's it." answered Veqra setting Charley carefully to the seat while his comrades made jokes from his companion.
"Come on, Sarge! We don't take ladies… AHA! Sorry, miss! We just haven't settled in to that, that we take civilians with us. But because we have as lovely guy as this Sarge Veqra, he always takes badly wounded safe. You should thank your luck that you even could get into this ride." joked opposite Charley sitting black haired, orange eyes having private, who was putting new shots into shotgun. Veqra instead laughed because of that joking.
"Just shut up, Baitzpet! By the way, miss, where's your home?" When Veqra asked this, Charley started to tear up, attracting a few marines' attention.
"Hey hey! What's bothering her?" asked his own shotgun just reloaded Baitzpet looking at Charley's sad face.
"She's a friend of those rodents. What a pity that we can't do anything to them. But I can't afford to raise my own voice in things like this, or my salary will drop. Or it's my number of fingers that will drop. That's the life in here, in the Corps and in the ownership of Weyland-Yutani… Charley."
"How much should I punish you because of this, Limburger? Don't you understand, when someone says to you that you can't shoot? There I lost a goddamn great pilot let alone my copter… just because of you!" Weyland was furious because of the incident. Not only to the mice, but Limburger as well, who was only smiling widely.
"Well well well, my friend! Don't you yourself understand the world of business? In that world there is no mercy given to you, and especially you don't left the dirtiest means unused! I've already tried countless times to take out those insolent beavers even with them, but this was so big disappointment, that I was left with no choice!" Weyland didn't care about this explanation. He just walked forward Limburger and Karbunkle following him when the cargo ship prepared to fly.
Everything seemed go as planned. Now when those spring mice were going into the front of the court, they wouldn't get away from heavy equipped marines. And when he could buy Electrobuildmax or could get killed its owner, Carl Tax's big sister Samantha, then he would have a chance to say goodbye to this whole city. But to his misery something seemed to be missing. Something very important, like there was a piece missing from his masterful puzzle…
"Hey, Doc! Wouldn't you mind giving that remote controller to me?"
"But your careless emmentality, that controller was with you the last time! I haven't even touched it." Limburger gulped unpleasantly trying to keep his nerves calm. Where was that control device?
How ironic it was, that the submitted creature had that device in its tail's soft grip. Lester had noticed her chance at the best time while watching from the water, when her enemies were taken into the prison and her host had left from the place.
Apparently Limburger wouldn't mind, if she took it just like that. The controller had fallen into the flaming ruins of the copter, but she managed to save it before it was burnt.
And now she had her chance to be freed from that slavery, but the only question was, would that brown hairy human female really help her. Limburger couldn't now control her, just if she kept herself off of the eyes of the city raiding marines and wouldn't drop it on her way back to the city.
"Taaadaddaddaa! HAAHH!" shouted hill walking Greasepit until suddenly big, black cat jumped just above him making him fall on his back.
"Yeah right! If that diabolical hissing machine does that even once, I'll scraAAHHH!" Poor Greasepit just slipped on his own grease and Lester's drool.
"Whatever! It's always me who misses the best stuff!" While Greasepit was complaining, Lester was leaping back to the city just when the sun was starting to set down. It would just make the job easier, but she still needed to be careful or otherwise a whole army would rush after her since the first second.
But there was no time to waste. She needed to get into that human female's home nest before it ran out!
"Alright, Charley ma'am! This is the end of your trip!" announced the APC driver making Charley to stand up.
"Just wait a little sec more, Charley." told Veqra to woman when he stepped into the back of the APC, to get a weapon for her.
"Come on, Sarge! I think she can't even put a clip into the place! HAH HAH!" joked Baitzpet making Charley to grunt at him.
"So Charley, this is our standard pulse rifle with one of our motion trackers. Each of these clips got 99 bullets and five by manually shot grenades. Just for… your own safety!" Veqra almost blushed in the last words. Charley thanked him and then stepped out of the vehicle.
It was windy and darkening. And she couldn't even notice what was keeping its eyes on her. The creature's thoughts almost stopped, when it noticed a weapon in Charley's hands. If that female had it still in her hands, she would shoot it instantly.
Still the xenomorph had a slime chance when the fall wind came at badly wounded Charley while she walked closer to her carage. Her own flamethrower had exploded because of Limburger's acts and now she should start to create new ones to capture that killer snake.
And how she would had loved to know, that the creature was just nearby. That was on her carage's roof trying to keep drool on its mouth.
"All kind of UUGGHH!" A brief gust made her to fall to the ground. And there was Lester's chance. While Charley was trying to stand up, it moved into the carage.
Nothing expecting woman closed the metal door of her carage, while the creature was on the ceiling unseen to her. Not moving and not letting even a hiss when she walked to the kitchen to get her first aid kit.
"So, Lester! It's time to make that human to help you, but make it carefully. Don't try to scare her and not to force her grab those weapons." Xenomorph was crawling down from the wall to the doorway. To look behind the wall, when brown hairy human woman put some bandages on her wounds, crying a bit when she put them.
"With ease. With ease." The creature returned to the wall keeping its tail out of Charley's sight. Mechanic walked back to her work table trying to rest even a bit to think about new plan later for that creature's head loss. Unfortunately she couldn't rest for a while, because of the creature, what was crawling at her.
"Pheew! How lonely it is here..." In that case she was wrong. Totally wrong. A big shadow conquered her table and there came drool on her back. She couldn't believe it. What had gotten into the carage without her noticing it?
When she looked back, she got her answer. And she started to scream by seeing it. It just looked like that it was going to eat her. Right there.
When she really would have needed those mice, she was alone. Alone with that bloodthirsty monster and ending up into its dinner!