{ Chapter 7 - After the show it's the After Party}

KARR was silent as he rolled back to his hanger under the Palomino Mustang and settled himself down accordingly. He was about to go into surveillance mode when a movement in the shadows alerted him to presence of someone else in the hanger with him. He automatically went to his night-vision but then the shadow stepped out into dull lights that lit the hanger and KARR almost cringed. It was Sulphur and she didn't look to happy with him. He stayed perfectly still as she approached his front, the closest thing to butterflies was dancing around his systems as she approached him. Her expression was stern and her steps even and strong. She wasn't happy.

He wanted to edge away as she got nearer but he steeled his resolve and stood perfectly still as she paced a knee upon his hood and stared straight at him. KARR "swallowed" as Sulphurs PJ bottoms rode up the leg on his hood. God that was close. He moved his attention back to Sulphur, she was still glaring at him and had that disapproval increased in her eyes? Now he was just getting unsure, and he was never unsure. Unwillingly, his mind flickered from what was happening down to his encounter with the younger AI and his driver. His attention span just wasn't up to this tonight and for one in his life, he felt tired. His attention was flickered back to the present as Sulphur leant back and stiffened her back somewhat and let out a sigh that said "explain yourself, now!" KARR had no choice than to obey, if he didn't he would most likely be lectured and dumped as her lover. He coughed and began his explanation, starting with a joke, but it fell flat.

"Erm, Sulphur, this isn't what it looks like! I'm not cheating on you, I swear."

Silence.

"Right then. No, they are not dead, I just wanted to go and find out a few things for myself. They don't know anything about you that I do swear, but I just had to go. I'm sorry I went against your wishes." 'Please just don't love me any less.' he added silently to himself.

His voice had come out stronger and more even than he thought it would have and he felt proud of himself in that respect, but less proud in other respects. Maybe his self-programming should be tweaked a little. His mind flickered back to KITT, who to his knowledge still got the inhibitor in his systems and he inwardly winced. That couldn't be nice. KARR was very still underneath her and her hand, which she now laid on the bridge of his sensors, felt warm to the touch which meant he must feel cold to the touch. He didn't try and change that. He was no longer in the mood to feel sentimental about the situation and touch of his old malice crept into his voice, although, to his surprise and confusion, Sulphurs lip twitched upwards.

"What else do you want to know from me, Fenriss? I've given nothing away and gained no knowledge apart from what I already knew."

Fenriss was Sulphurs last name and not surprisingly, Sulphur wasn't Sulphurs actual name. Her really name was Tristan Fenriss. That name in itself was beautiful to KARR and he didn't particularly like the name Sulphur but it has been the one they had used from the beginning apart from the drug heist where KARR had altered and changed her passport, birth certificate and other documents that were handled by the police or he had simply made them "disappear from the data-banks". To be truthful, KARR had her passport and birth certificate in the glove department right now and that's where they would stay until they were needed again. Anyone who tried to access his glove compartment where immediately decapitated and torn apart. The one thing Sulphur had kept from his old programming were the mobile tentacles that he had used to merge with Alex Torres and eventually kill him. They where still there and were still used by KARR to kill anyone whom he didn't want near him.

Sulphurs' hand dragged down him and she stood straighter and walked to his back door and laid a hand on the handle. There was a click as KARR unlocked the back door and allowed his driver in. Immediately, he locked it again and the silence was absolute apart from a quiet whining from KARR as his systems heated up his interior and kept it at a constant temperature.

"I'm only disappointed in you, KARR, not angry. I had a sneaking feeling that you'd do something as reckless as this so I went and did something reckless." she said in a deadly calm voice. KARR was silent and processing all the reckless things that Sulphur could have done. Trying to avoid the "she may have sent from someone to neuter me" line of thought. He shifted as Sulphur rolled down the front window and called out.

"Bullet! Come!"

KARR did a double take at what came bounding through the hanger doors after that command was issued and didn't even register Sulphur getting out and closing the door gently.

A huge Doberman Pincher with cropped ears and docked tail came charging right through. His head was defined beautifully and it had just the right amount of heaviness in his face to make it look like it meant business. KARR scanned it quickly. It was a male, an entire male and although he was a little underweight, by 10lbs to be exact, he was rippling with muscle and his movement was free and easy. He stopped just in front of KARR, sniffed at him and KARR recoiled at the feel of the cold nose of his shell, and walked back to Sulphur and sat down. KARR growled. That dog definitely had a swagger on him, the docked tail didn't help it either.

Straight up and arrogant. She just had to choose a Doberman of all the breeds. Sure they were good attack dogs but they were arrogant and headstrong, a bit like KARR himself and the last thing that KARR felt he needed was competition from a canine. Sulphur raised an eyebrow.

"What do you think of him?"

"Nice." muttered KARR in a voice that said he would like to kill the animal.

"Exactly what I thought of your actions." replied Sulphur her expression souring and KARR knew he had been had good and proper. A static sigh rippled from him as Sulphur and Bullet turned away and started walking back toward the hangers exit/entrance.

"Sulphur." he tried lightly and then as she carried on walking away. His voice deepened and became more commanding and malicious.

"Tristen!" he barked. Sulphur froze and turned around at that, her hand on Bullet's head. To his surprise she nodded at him.

"That was another thing. I'm sick of Sulphur. My real name stands once more." she said and left, leaving KARR in the dark to think over what had just happened.

888

When Sulphur, or how she is now known as, Tristen, stepped out of the shower. She was surprised to hear the phone ringing and Bullet whining at it.

With just a towel wrapped around her neck she answered it promptly and politely with a hint of ice in her voice. Her signature. There was static and by the pattern, it was KARR creating that static, but it wasn't KARR on the other end of the phone. As expected of KARR he had changed her records but kept her last name as a fake and from what the Officer said, her last name was "Danes."

"Miss Tristen Danes. This is officer Leeroy here from the New York Police Force. We have just found your Mustang outside with a dead body next to it. Can we please request your presence downstairs to be questioned please?" came the dry voice.

"Of course, officer. I'll be right down." Tristen replied in an icy manner and put the receiver down. What the hell?!

She grabbed a white crop top and some back jeans, tied her still wet hair into a ponytail, grabbed the earwig, put it in, slipped a single chain collar over Bullets' head and neck and left the room, with her dog in tow.

When she appeared, the two Police Dogs with the police men lunged at Bullet, straining at their leashes. Bullet looked up at Tristen who shook her head. A sign to ignore them for now. She strode over to the police, there were six of them. No, seven. A yell came from the other side of KARR as another policeman staggered away from him, clutching his hand and looking daggers at Tristen. Bullet laid his ears back and the policeman scuttled off.

Tristen walked past KARR without even a glance even though she could feel the heat coming off him. He was angry. Very, very angry, but she knew that he hadn't left the complex with killing someone in mind, so what the hell could have happened. She walked back the body back at his rear and moved towards the tall police officer who was looking steadily at her. This must be officer Leeroy. He held out his hand and his striking green eyes locked with her light hazel ones.

"Tristen Danes. Officer Leeroy. It's a pleasure to meet you."

She shook his hand in a tight grip.

"The feeling is mutual, officer." she smoothed out, her voice silky and relaxed before they both glanced back towards KARR's rear and Tristen couldn't help but smirk.

She had never noticed his rear in attack form before. It was fine. High rising and solid black with a grid near the bottom that protected his exhaust (which had been modified to make him sound like hell on earth) and his spoiler was just slightly lower than the top of his roof and had to aerodynamic "claws" on the top. The two layers of brake lights seemed to glare at her even though they were turned off and the silver cobra encircled on his rear glinted in the sunlight. Her smirk broadened and then she looked at his spoiler and did a double take. From the right claw to the middle, there was blood dripping off it, what wasn't sizzling into its dried state and encrusting on the paint. Now she was suspicious.

"From your understanding, Leeroy. What happened?" she said softly.

"We're not sure. We came out after a call that said this youth had been trying to steal the car and then a second later, he was dead with a wound opening up his throat. But it was suspicious since the spoiler 'as blood on it and nothing else really. Oh and another thing Miss Danes," he paused and looked at her. Tristen looked at him right back.

"Your car is too hot to approach. Quite literally, the temperature of the outside shell was around 100 degrees Celsius when we tried and also, it electrocutes you." He said in a flat voice. Tristen swallowed looked back at KARR. Oh he was one pissed off Mustang, for sure. She would have to sort this out with him properly. This was also her que to leave the scene. Her eyes changed colour around the edge as she worked herself up a little to get her point across before turning back to Leeroy and not allowing his eyes to wander.

"That would be security system, sir. Can you honestly expect me to leave such a beast un-guarded? Didn't think so. Anyway, as for the youth, his death is suspicious, and I can only think that by running from being electrocuted, he tripped and was caught on the spoiler which has been, before ask, sharpened as have most of the pointy edges and sides on it. So, I personally think the idiot got what he deserved. Is that all?" she asked in a voice layered with fire and ice.

Leeroy nodded and stepped back as Tristen whipped out some keys, pointed them at KARR who unlocked himself, cooled down and allowed Tristen to open the driver's side.

Sliding the seat forward, Tristen gave Bullet the ok to jump into the backseat as the door slid open upwards. She pulled the seat back and got in, put the keys in the ignition and KARR closed the doors smoothly and his engine snarled to life as the key was turned. He turned the AC on, since he knew Tristen would whine at him if Bullet got to hot. He still disliked the dog but knew he would have to get over that. The exited the car park and all was silent for a while until KARR decided to speak, but he didn't say what Tristen expected.

"Tristen. Michael and KITT have just pulled up alongside us in the other lane."

Tristen snapped her head around and rolled down her window to get a look at the famous Michael Knight and KITT. She got a shock when she saw Michael, since she already knew KITT was the same build as KARR, but Knight was surprisingly handsome. He had a brunette hair in a strong shade with almost gold highlights, his facial features was strong and defined and his ears where a dark brown. He flashed a grin at her.

"Fancy a drink somewhere?"