Note: This story is the beginning of my Biker Mice fanfic world. This is the story of Jax once again meeting her brothers, and takes place during the original series. Jax and Vinnie are both twenty-one, and fraternal twins.
This story is in no way made for money, and is created in the interest of Biker Mice fans all over the world. The Biker Mice from Mars original characters are copyright Tom Tataronowicz, and any other fanfic characters in this story are copyright Blaze Van Wham 2000-2003.

Twins Reunited Part 7

Written by Blaze Van Wham September 2007

Copyright Blaze Van Wham

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Modo thought quickly, and shielded Jax's body with his own, trying to rush and hide in a corner. He wasn't too worried about his bros in that instant. He knew they could take care of themselves - it was the woman he had curled up in his arms that he had to worry about the most.
A shot rang off a wall, and another wall. Vinnie ducked, missing the shot but he watched as Throttle took a full hit to his chest and fell back, stunned. His head kept up for a second and then lolled over, unconcious. Vinnie's head swung around to where Modo was carrying Jax and knew it was up to him to deal with the feline, and get him and his bros onto those ships and back to Earth.
"Missed sweetheart!" Vinnie cheered at her, a huge smile on his face. "Try again!" His tail waved behind him in fast little strokes and he bent down, motioning with a 'bring it' in his hands.

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Crimson cursed under her breath. At least one mouse was out, but she still had 2 others to go and one of them was the huge muscular one. She raised her gun again to the white mouse, the one she had liked so much. He was brutally cocky. "You want me to bring it?" She snarled at him. "Then I'll bring it!!"
She raised her gun, pulling lightly on the trigger. She aimed it at the white mouse, but quickly changed her target and shot it off at the large grey furred mouse.

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Modo never had a chance to see it coming. With everything in him, he covered his body with Jax's. He heard a scream ring through out but it wasn't his own. He looked up to see that Vinnie had leaped in just before, and took most of the shot. Modo felt the small reverb hit his own body, shocking him all over. Jax wasn't touched though as he looked down at her still unmoving body.
Vinnie fell down to the ground, breathing heavy but still concious. "You bitch...you'll pay for that..." He grunted out between clenched teeth. Before she could realize it, he had reached on his utility belt and lit a flare up. He flung it at her violently and watched as it lit up on fire.

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Modo watched as Vinnie went unconcious as well and the flare blew up. He heard a vicious cat-like scream come from within the explosion. His ears pinned back against his face, wincing as he heard it. He stood up, looking around. The cat had come by herself - thank Mars. He looked around. "Okay big guy which one is the escape vessel from this place..." He said to himself. There were a few ships of different sizes, different shapes held within the 4th level. He quickly scanned over as most were written in Plutarkian. He guessed it didn't really matter as they were all ships - he just needed enough that could contain him and his 3 bros.
Modo quickly walked over to the closest one - it held 4 seats, a pilot seat and room in the back. This would work perfect.
Now just to figure out how this thing worked.

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Agony. That's all Crimson could feel. Pure, unrestrained agony. She held her delicate hands to her face as she meowed and moaned in pain. Most of it had hit her face and her upper body - damage was done. She pulled her hands away and watched the blood in her hands. She felt the blisters on parts of her face, her ears, her chest. Her top was worn away except for scraps, burnt to a crisp and her fur was gone, leaving burned skin and blisters. "DAMN YOU!" She screamed out in her pain and curled up on the ground, writhing.
She didn't know how she'd explain this to the Plutarkians.

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Modo hit a bunch of buttons. A door open, and released a step ladder. Bingo! He grinned. He stepped up, and placed Jax inside gently. He pulled the seatbelt over her. "Be right back sis." He told her, even though he knew she couldn't hear.
"I'm coming bros!" He yelled out running towards them. Next he grabbed Throttle, who turned out to be a little heavier than he looked. "Gotta stop eating those hot dogs bro!" He said gently to him as Throttle mumbled something. "Good to see you back with us, fearless leader." Throttle mumbled again, which Modo took to be a good thing. He pulled his bro up the stairs and placed him in the seat beside Jax. He belted him in. "One more to go." He said to himself as he ran to Vinnie. Vinnie still lay unconcious, not stirring.
Modo picked him up with ease. The screaming had stopped by this time - still no sign of her goons. He had to take advantage of this time while he could, who knows when she would alert them or they'd figure something out.
"Last one in." He said as he strapped Vinnie in the right seat. He pulled himself up into the pilot's seat. "All right now, how do you start..." He began pressing random buttons. A jet sounded off. He felt the ship rock slightly. Another button, and the door to release into space gently opened a few feet away. Modo noted the interesting technology.
The easiest part was finding out that the ship actually had a gas and brake pedal. He shook his head and grinned a bit as he stepped on the gas, and the ship took off, wheels and stairs pulling in and zooming out of the space hatch.

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Crimson realized the ship had landed on Mars. Her captures were gone, her men had abandoned her on her own ship and she felt a wet substance on her exposed cheeks. Tears? She was crying? More cursing under her breath as she felt the searing pain of her burns.
What seemed like hours had passed before her. She seemed to watch in slow motion as she heard the Plutarkians load onto her ship and search through each level, eventually reaching her in her injured state.
Her men followed quietly behind the Plutarkians, watching. She felt something soft beneath her. Then she felt her body being stretched out, a blanket covering her bare skin and orders being yelled out. Abject pain. She heard pieces of conversation around her.
"Strip her entire ship and crew and utilize it somewhere else. Without her, her crew are nothing."
"Take her to the lab. She needs to have her wounds addressed before the doctor sees her."
"No good Venusian felines."
"Shoulda just kept her as a damned slave."
"Maybe the doctor will find a good use for her. He's got a knack for that."
"All right you two, shut up and get her to a hospital bed. I'll deal with her crew and the ship. Get going you stink faces!"
She wondered who the doctor was. What the lab was. What they were going to do with her.
Or did she really want to know...

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Modo kept on playing around with the buttons. He noticed a communication radio system. He wondered if he could tune into L'il Hoss and talk to Charley girl.
"Here goes nothing." He said as the ship darted on a course back to Earth. "Testing, testing 1, 2, 3. This is Modo, the bros are calling for ya Charley ma'am. Testing." The signal crackled. He continued. "Testing, testing. Can anyone hear me?"

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Charley had been watching TV in the garage when she heard a crackling, like the tuning of a radio coming from in. She looked over to the bros bikes, noticing that somehow even as bikes, they could look dejected and sad. She heard the crackling again, then a voice. "Test...Char..."
She perked up. It sounded like Modo. She ran over to L'il Hoss, who beeped happily.
"..anyone hear me?"
Charley pulled the radio off of L'il Hoss with lightning speed. "Modo! Modo it's Charley, I can hear you loud and clear big fella!" She said eagerly.
"Charley ma'am!" The voice came back.
"Modo! Are you okay, are the guys okay? Did you get Jax back?" She sputtered out.
"Sure did ma'am, we're on a course bound for Earth! I got some injured bros, but they're alive!"
"Thank goodness! At least you're all okay! I'll be waiting for you here, Modo! Just don't get in any trouble on the way!"
"Don't worry Charley, I'm sure I'll be fine! Take care of L'il Hoss and the others till we get back! Miss you little darling!"
L'il Hoss beeped back in return.
"We'll see you soon Modo!" Charley radioed back.
"Yes ma'am! Over and out!" Modo said back, and the connection fizzled.
"They're all right! The bros are all right L'il Hoss!" Charley said in excitement and hugged the seat. She smiled, paused for a second and laughed at herself for hugging a bike. "Modo will be back soon, you'll see."
L'il Hoss motor purred in return and did a wheelie, then beeped.
Charley laughed to herself as she realized she was talking a bike although it was A.I. They were okay, they had made it out. She went back to her TV, anticipating their arrival back on Earth.

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3 months later

Jax walked into the Last Chance Garage, noticing the finished roof above her, and glanced around the room. Most everything was as she had first seen it - before she had arrived. It was quiet tonight, as she knew her bros were out doing something crazy or wild within the city and Charley had taken the night to go have a beer with her friends.
Her burn wounds had almost entirely faded away as they had been taken care of, and any other injuries she had endured were mere scars in her mind. Much better than physical ones. She smiled to herself. So this was going to be her new home until they headed back to Mars - not too shabby at all. A working garage, a place to sleep, her bros beside her in the fight. Not bad at all.
Jax twirled on the spot, opening her arms wide and smiling and laughing. She hadn't felt so good in so long. She walked over to her bike. "Hey baby." She purred.
Marvel beeped back. "Can you bring up the radio for my husband on Mars?" She asked.
Marvel beeped back twice and Jax heard the radio static. She picked up the radio and clicked the button. "Testing...Anyone out there? Axle? Can you hear me? Testing."
"Loud and clear babe!"
"Axle! I didn't even know if I could get to Mars on this!"
"Well you can babe. Did you make it to Earth, are the bros okay there?"
"Sure did...and yeah, they're great. They gotta little garage here and a human they've met who helps us out. I just wanted to let you know that I'm okay. I'll be back soon to help on Mars okay?"
"I know babe, you keep up the fight down there though. I don't know that we can make any more communication after this. The Plutarkians are taking up a lot of reign and space - they look to be taking over the radio waves that we've got here. Don't forget I love you though okay?"
"I know baby...I love you and miss you so much, I'll be back on Mars before you know it!"
"Listen I gotta run now...They're calling for me in the mess hall and it's starting to break up on this side. I love you Jax Van Wham, don't you forget that!!"
"I won't!!"
"See you soon babe! Over and out!"
"Back at you..." Jax whispered as the radio crackled out. It seemed the Plutarkians reign was becoming even more of a reach. She looked up for a second, then smiled. Soon my love, I'll be back on Mars. Then we can start a family, like we always wanted...
For now, she had Earth and her bros to take care of. She plowed onto the couch, reaching for the remote and flipping on the TV.
At least she'd never get bored watching television.
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End of Twins Reunited saga