The Jones Family: Henry Jones IV and Little Maggie

The Jones' have been through a lot, and as the generations head towards the end of the 20th century and the beginning of the 21st century a lot more drama has been added to the adventurous family.

Chapter 11-- The Name is Pan, Butt-head!

Maggie didn't know how long she was out, but she knew she half woke up once before.

She knew they were moving, like a train, ship, or plane. She was really hazy, and was too tired to open her eyes; they felt like they were glued shut. She was lying down in some kind of open crate because her feet hit the edges, and her hands were tied to something above her head. When she tried to pull them down she groaned and that must have alerted someone because a moment later she had felt a prick in her neck. The blackness came back...

This time when she woke, she was in a sitting position with her hands now tied behind her back. As her eyes started to flutter open, she could tell she was in the back of a moving vehicle. Her eyes started to focus and she realized vehicle looked army type. Looking around, she noticed benches on either side of her, something dark under the bench on her right, the back of the vehicle was covered in some kind of fabric... maybe vinyl, and dust coming from the fabric door, they must be somewhere dry. She also noticed a man(guard maybe?) in the left back corner just starring out the little fabric door. Leaning her head back against the cab of the vehicle, she started to move struggling a little because she was so hot in her coat. The man noticed, turning he said, "Hey!" And then started rambling in his own language. Maggie froze, frighten of what he might do, but all he did was shake a finger at her and then walked away. When the man sat back down in his original seat he looked as if he was pouting. Maggie looked at him slightly bemused and not so scared of him any more.

"He's just pissed because he's on babysitting duty..." A gruff voice said.

"Grandpa!!" Maggie exclaimed, upon noticing him as he moved out from under the bench to her right. The guard began to get up, but decided to just wave it off. he really hate this job..."Gramps, is Pan really...?"

"Yeah pumpkin, I'm sorry... She ran out to protect me and they got her." Mutt told his granddaughter and she began to cry. He wished he could comfort her, but the restraints stopped him and his shoulder was really hurting him. "She's in a better place, kiddo."

"Yeah, she's with mom..." Maggie grieved for her dear friend for a while, but calmed down eventually. Maggie looked to the guard, then to her grandpa, "Hey, grandpa, do you think daddy will find us?"

"I've been thinking about that too... He probably could, but I think its safer if we get out the sooner the better." The little girl gave her granddad a look and then he gave her a wink. "What are you doing?" He asked the guard.

A moment later Maggie added, "Who are you?"

--Where are we going? What are you after? Where's my dad? How are we getting there?-- And the questions continued. The guard was surprised by the sudden onslaught of questions. At first he kinda cowered into the corner, wide eyed, but then his eyes narrowed. "Shut up!" He said, but the questions continued and he started to get angry, "Shut Up!" Yes Yes the man was starting to feel as if he was going insane, and Maggie laughed at the man's expense still aiming questions at him. Mutt smiled, but it quickly turned to a frown as the guard whipped out his gun. "SHUT UP!" He yelled at Maggie smacking her across the face with the gun. She screamed a little, Maggie saw it coming and prepared for it, but that didn't stop it from hurting.

"Hey!" Mutt hollered, kicking the guard, causing him to lose his balance.

Maggie recovered quickly(sure the gun hurt 3x more, but it similar to getting kicked in the head or falling hard on your face after doing a front tuck). She put all her weight onto her hands, leaned towards the right, and kicked with her left leg. This knocked the guy more off balance and with the power of pushing off with her hand it brought Maggie's left leg up and over to her right side. Using the top of her head(because her face felt like it was on fire), she was able to get to her feet. As she turned around the man tripped, looking to her grandpa she knew he had something with it. The guy quickly got up and charged at the 10yr old. Maggie leaned back against the cab of the truck and thrust her foot up to kick him. The power she gained from karate and dance is definitely serving her now. "Ha!" She said with another kick. "Ha! Ha!" Two more kicks caught the guy in the lower stomach. Maggie turned and did a fan kick knocking him to the ground by the back of the truck bed.

As the guard got up this time, he starred a the girl infront of him. "Maggie?" He said with a thick accent. He couldn't believe this 10yr old Jones had so much endurance.

Maggie stumbled after the fan kick and when she got up she found herself right next to the cab of the truck again. When the man said her name, her eyes narrowed, and she took a small running start. When she got to the man her right foot stepped in to the crotch of his pants and her left foot pushed off his head to make a full flip and then another leg came out and knocked the guard out of the truck. "The name's Pan, butt-head!" Maggie called from the truck, where she sat on the bed because she over powered the flip. Just then they hit a hard bump and something stuck her, "OW!... Oooo, grrrr! Stupid thing..." Maggie felt the bottom of her jacket behind her. "There it is!" She was able to grab the swiss army knife in her jacket lining and flip the corkscrew-er back in. Then worked on the knife.

"Mags... What're--"

"Pan!" She said.

"What're you doing?" Her grandfather asked from where he stood, which he hadn't move from since he delivered the last kick that knocked the guard out of the truck.

"I'm cutting... Ooof... the ropes that... tie my hands... together, There!" She responded victoriously, freeing her hands. She cut through the jacket and then was able to cut the ropes. Now she moved over to her grandpa and cut him lose.

"Thanks sweetie."

"Do you think they know we're lose?"

"They would've stopped, I think... So we should go and hope they don't notice." They looked out and understood why they didn't notice the guard fall out, there's so much dust you can't see an inch behind the moving vehicle. "Come on!"

"I'm scared!"

"It's like falling off a skateboard, come on!" And with that Mutt grabbed his daughter and jumped out of the truck to the side. Like the idiots these people were, they never stopped driving. Now Mutt and Pan just had to figure out where they were.

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