A/N: I guess it wasn't so much of a hiatus like I thought it was going to be… I think I'm going to have to change to updating on weekends only because of homework :-/. Look for updates on Saturdays or Friday nights from now on :P.
Reviews:
Thepopstar27- I guess it's pretty obvious now, isn't it? :P. I'm just going to point out that while it is the main pairing, and it will grow and possibly change as the story goes on, this story is NOT going to be pairing-centered, which is why I did not make it a pairing on the story itself, and I'm going to keep the fluff to a minimum, if at all. I may write another one with this pairing, but it's just a maybe as of this point, as I have two other stories that will probably be written first (more on that at the end)
Christine317- That was my favorite line to write :), and no, not this time, but it could also never happen in the course of the story… you'll never know unless you read … muahaha! :D
DodgeSuperBee- Just wait on that plan of Zundapp's … it gets better and better :). I just want to point out (like I said in another review response) that Axlerod is one of my most favorite characters out of the movie, and I guess I found him as sort of an enigma, so I kind of wrote this to solve it and it's turned into something unlike anything I've ever written before :D. Thank you for the wonderful compliment on this story :) hope you like the rest of it!
Hope you guys like this!
The lemon group sat quietly in the room while Grem plotted the next course of action. He figured that the best way to capture Miles would be to gas him for a short period of time, and then bring him back to the bunker for questioning. Acer agreed with him, so he took one other lemon and a gas grenade and went to track him down.
Meanwhile, Miles and Estella were sitting on the hill they had picked earlier to finish their plan watching the sun set. It was strangely quiet, with only the wind rustling through the leaves on the sparse trees in the forest. Miles allowed himself to sink on his tires slightly, probably not even realizing that he was.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Estella asked him.
"I don't know if I'm being recorded by CHROME or not, so I probably shouldn't."
"As far as I know, you're—"
"And if you're lying?"
"It's my job. You're a real agent now, why would I lie to you?"
"Just tell me if they're recording this or not," he said with pleading in his voice.
"No, they're not. They outfitted you with the minimum amount of weaponry they could to get this mission completed as fast as possible. Also, they just record official information. They consider it a waste of storage space to record personal lives."
"Have you ever felt like… they have a point? The enemies, I mean," he said, staring into the horizon, which was turning a darker and darker blue, "It all depends on how you look at it. I've seen both sides, and even I don't get it. The lemons, us, it's not our fault we're like this. No one would ask for this. The other cars, and even the agents at CHROME, don't understand that. They haven't had to suffer like them, like us. That's their weakness. I used that to my advantage for such a long time, it's hard to imagine that I'm on their side now."
Estella paused for a moment and then reversed to look at him, "That's why they have us. No, they have never had the humiliation we had," the Pacer said quietly, "but they know that, too. The other cars aren't perfect, but what always makes them win is that they find their weaknesses in their attack strategy and they fix them as best as they can. All cars break, Miles, just not all in the same way. The reason why we're fighting the lemons is because they don't understand that. They think all cars should break the way we do, so they try their best to make it…" she stopped talking to listen to the wind.
There was something else in the trees. She turned on her headlights and caught a glint of yellow paint. Acer. She nudged Miles, and he slowly backed up to face the direction she was. He caught the slight shine of the paint and he quietly activated his stun gun, ready to fire. Acer must have seen this, because he came out quietly, and Miles fired, leaving Acer collapsed on the ground. They both released a breath they didn't realize they were holding, and Estella smiled at Miles, as if to say 'nice shot,' when she looked down to see a red ball with perforations throughout it. A sickly green gas began to escape from it, making the two lemons collapse into an unwilling sleep.
Estella awoke in a dark room. She couldn't move, but she felt restraints on her tires and something covering her mouth. The only place she could think of at the moment was that she was in a trailer of some sort. She attempted to radio for help, but it was broken. Of course. She thought to turn on her GPS, but she stopped herself at the last second before risking her life against the satellite, just in case 3 days had already passed.
Miles awoke in a bright, openly spaced room, surrounded on all sides by poles that his tires were tied to. He struggled to escape, but it was no use. Grem drove into the room with a few other lemons. "Alright, Axlerod, let's see what you're made of. Pop his hood," he commanded one of the other lemons. They obeyed to find that they couldn't open it because it was too heavy.
"Why do you want to open my hood?" Miles inquired.
"The more you protest, the greater your risk of dying," Grem said bluntly.
"Then, allow me," he said smoothly as he flicked his front upwards, opening his hood. He knew he was practically dead already, so why not make it a show? He knew his armoring and stun gun would prove he wasn't one of them anymore, but he surprisingly didn't care.
"Three batteries? Why do you have 3 batteries?"
"So I can do this," he said as he revealed and subsequently fired his stun gun at Grem, causing him to collapse. He tried to break the ropes securing him to the poles, but it was no use. He tried to stun another lemon that came to make sure he didn't escape, but his batteries were too depleted. He saw a door open, and in came none other than Professor Z.
"I thought you were in Ukraine," he said, pulling against the ropes.
"That was a lie, Axlerod. You realize that I have connections, and I heard about what CHROME was doing with you, so I created this to test if you were still on our side, but obviously you are not. The satellite is in position right now, and ready to fire."
"None of the agents have their GPSes on anymore. I sent out a message about this."
"How touching. That was a lie as well. It doesn't matter whether a GPS is on or not. The satellite pinpoints the dormant signal it gives out all the time. You just succeeded in confusing them," he clarified, then signaled another lemon to his side. "Bring out the demonstration."
A large, black 18-wheeler rolled into the room as the roof of the building slid open to reveal the sunlight. Professor Z pressed a button on the ground, making the walls of the trailer fall outward to reveal Estella, tied down and with duct tape across her mouth, looking petrified. Acer came in next, with some sort of remote. He passed it to Professor Z and then drove over to be closer to the trailer. "Such a pretty little Pacer," he said sarcastically, "it's too bad she decided to be a good girl."
A/N: Cliffhanger! Anyways, I'm going to write another story, and I've decided that Finn is going to be the main character, but I was wondering if you guys would like Miles or Estella (or both!) to have a smaller part in it. All I'm going to say is there will be humans and cars, but not in the way you might think. It's not going to be like anything you've ever read before :D. If you do want them in it, I won't publish it until I finish this story, but if you don't, I may publish the first chapter or so, but this story will still be a priority. Let me know in reviews!
