New Blood.
I was rereading my first few chapters and realised that I sometimes mixed up the spelling of Charley for Charlie, bit embarrassed about that cause even tho I proof read everything I still missed it. One of my really good friends is called Charlie, so I probably do it out of habit than anything else, sorry! Anywho, enjoy!
Chapter 11: Peeping Toms.
Kim hummed a tune as she walked back from the store laden with groceries. She would have taken the direct route back but she had felt someone watching her and decided the scenic route would be more prudent. She was on the verge of calling one of the guys to come and pick her up when Rimfire sped around the corner in Charley's truck waving at her.
"Thought you might need a hand." He gave her a winning smile that was returned in full, "Throttle's peeved you went off alone again by the way."
"Awe you're so sweet," she allowed him to take a bag and placed it in the vehicle, "Thanks Rimmy." Her smile turned into an evil grin knowing the young freedom fighter was not overly fond of the nickname she'd given him but was too polite to tell her where to shove it.
"Do you have to call me that?" He asked taking the other bag off of her. He looked back when she didn't answer, to find her looking up at the surrounding rooftops with a frown on her face. "Something wrong?"
"Not sure." She replied, "Let's get back to the garage. Something doesn't feel right." Kimaya loved to fight but was not in the habit of initiating one unless she knew exactly what she was up against first. It was time to do a little recon and find out who was following her.
"Sure, Kim," he said also looking up at the rooftops before hoping into the driver's seat, "whatever you say." It took just a few minutes for the pair to reach their destination and both were greeted with wolf whistles and teasing.
"You guys are so mature." Kim rolled her eyes and proceeded to head to the kitchen with one bag being followed by Rimfire holding the other. The youngest mouse just shrugged at his elders questioning look and followed her into the kitchen.
"Kid's got it bad Modo." Stoker chuckled turning the page of the magazine he was reading.
"She's a nice enough kid," Modo shrugged, "might just keep my nephew in line."
"You say that as if he's as bad as Vinnie." Throttle grinned.
"Oh please! That kid is your typical freedom fighter," Carbine hummed in approval at Throttle as he rubbed her shoulders, "doesn't know how to follow orders, doesn't want to follow orders."
"That's my nephew!" Modo laughed in approval almost doubling over at the incredulous look the general gave him.
"Men." She mumbled.
After having placed all the groceries away and excusing herself from Rimfire, Kim slipped up to the spare room to find her battle gear. Once it was on she opened her palm computer that was linked to her ship's main computer and did a quick scan for any tech that had no business being on Earth and wasn't in any of the obvious places. She took the fire escape to avoid the others then followed the signal quietly and carefully to another rooftop. She silently thanked her mother for all the gruelling training she had to go through as a child as she snuck up on the two figures crouched down watching the garage. Both were obviously alien and from the stories the mice had told her, these were not your everyday villain Limburger would hire. One was easily taller than Modo with orange scaly skin that reminded her of the monster of the deep movie Charley had made them all watch the night before. The other was a female wolf with a midnight mane tied in a high pony tail on top of her head and silver grey fur. Both were heavily armed with an assortment of weapons from explosive to simple blades of various kinds. If she had to hazard a guess she would say the two were mercenaries of some description, some of the worst kind of warriors in her eyes. She had been brought up to believe in fighting for what was right. But mercenaries tended to fight for the highest price no matter what they were up against; if her mother had been there they would have been dead already. But she couldn't risk them knowing she knew about them just yet. Kim listened to them talk about minor things for a while before slipping away again and heading back to the garage. She found Maisey on the roof of the Last Chance and took great pleasure in surprising her with a tap on the shoulder with a small stone whilst staying out of sight. Mai nearly had a heart attack, but soon realised what was happening.
"What is wrong with you?" She hissed realising something must be up if Kim was in full battle gear.
"We've got a couple of peeping toms," she replied looking over to the offending rooftop, "on the roof to the right of you." Mai nodded slightly to acknowledge she had heard her but didn't look, "I need you to get my bio shield equipment and set it up around the Last Chance, they look like mercs and that means he's called that Scry woman in."
"On it," Mia said getting up then stretched to disguise the fact that she was asking her friend something else, "what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to get back over there and make sure they don't make a move until the gear's set up." She said already leaving.
"See you in a few." Mai said to thin air unaware Kim had already left. The snow white female rolled her eyes before jogging down the stairs to ground level.
"Where are you going?" Vinnie asked his sister as he and Charley walked into the garage to see Mai grabbing her helmet. He had drawn the attention of the other as well.
"Have to get something for Kim from the ship," she said quickly mounting her bike and shoving her helmet on, "I won't be long."
"You're not going alone Mai." Throttle stated.
"And why not?" she crossed her arms and glared.
"We all agreed no one would go anywhere alone right now." The tan mouse stated simply, "Rimfire already had to go find Kim this morning when she decided to get the groceries on her own. We don't need you disappearing too."
"Look I'm in kind of a hurry so either someone come with me or I'm going anyway." She huffed. Modo stood up and went to his bike.
"Lead the way little lady." He said once his helmet was on. Another roll of the eyes and Mai was shooting off towards the Amayan space craft with Modo in hot pursuit.
"What do you think that was all about?" Charley asked receiving nothing but shrugs.
"Guys, I can't find Kim anywhere have you seen her?" Rimfire appeared from the kitchen looking worried.
"She's probably in the shower or something." Carbine told him.
"No we would have heard her if she was using the upstairs shower," Vinnie said, "and there wasn't anyone in the spare room either."
"When I picked her up earlier it looked like she'd spotted something in the rooftops," Rimfire tried to explain why he was worried, "almost like she thought someone was watching her. She said she had a bad feeling but nothing else. What if she went to check it out on her own?"
"I doubt she's that foolish kid." Stoker reassured.
"We don't know that!" Rimfire objected, "I mean some of the stories she's told me. . . I think she might have! I . . ." An explosion was heard across the street followed by a howl, the occupants of the building rushed outside to be greeted by a large orange alien and a she wolf. The orange alien looked like it had been hit full force by the explosion they had heard and was disoriented but the wolf had a deadly looking sword drawn and was frantically searching the surrounding area.
"Looking for me?" All eyes snapped to a lamp post to the right of the garage and sitting on top of it was Kim.
"Do I know you?" The she wolf asked.
"Maybe." Kim replied.
"How did you sneak up on us I sensed nothing!" the wolf demanded.
"Amayan's don't give up their secrets." Kim chuckled then lent forward a little so that she could rest her chin on her hands.
"Liar the Amayan race died out years ago!" The wolf bellowed ignoring her companion's protest at the noise.
"Funny, I feel fine." Kim threw back, "And you shouldn't believe half the spin the Plutarkian government spew out. Most of the time it's a load of bull!"
"No one gets the drop on me and lives Amayan!" the she wolf growled and pulled out a second blade before spinning them expertly. Kim shook her head in disbelief then jumped off the lamp post to manoeuvre herself between the enemy and her friends.
"I've just told you I'm an Amayan and you still think you can beat me?" Kim asked as if to clarify the situation ignoring her friends behind her for the moment all of whom were frozen on the spot, unsure of what to do.
"No one can beat me!" the wolf puffed up her chest proudly.
"Ever fought an Amayan?"
"No." The wolf admitted.
"Well, now." Kim grinned thoroughly enjoying herself, "you might be able to beat a low level fighter, like a civilian. You know the ones who only ever trained from other civilians, like their folks and that. But a higher up. . ." she sucked in a breath, "now that's just not going to happen sweety."
"You're nothing but a child!" The wolf hollered stepping closer watching as Kim withdrew the hilt of her energy blade.
"A child who is the descendant of the imperial guard," she grinned as the wolf took a step back, "oh, so now you're getting it. Still want to fight wolf lady?"
"Retreat Jana!" A voice hissed and all eyes turned to the rooftops.
"But Scry . . ?" The wolf tried to protest.
"No! That is the Silver Sabre," the wolf backed away more quickly this time, "you have no chance against her in a fair fight. Even I have lost to the little brat. Now bring Bracht and come along."
"Nice to see you again to Scry." Kim held her sword ready to activate it in an instant should the need arise.
"Don't mistake my actions whelp," the lizard woman hissed, "you will die. As will your friends. But I am not so foolish as to come after you half cocked." A flash of light and they were gone.
"What the hell was that?" Carbine yelled.
"Ow!" Kim whined, "I have ears too you know!"
"Kim!" Throttle said with a warning note to his tone.
"That was Scry," she replied, "She's an associate of Bane's. He calls her in when he wants some heavy muscle. I've fought her before and won but she hasn't tried to face me again since."
"Fought her?" Rimfire looked at her in disbelief, "And what did she mean when she said you were the Silver Sabre?"
"Bane's used her before on stuff the Plutarkian high council's got him doing that earns him top credits," she placed her blade back in its holster, "and the Sabre's just a nickname I gained back where I come from." She turned to Vinnie, "They call your sister the white devil." The white male looked impressed.
"May we ask why?" Stoker still didn't believe any of it.
"Well we've . . . um . . . liberated a few slaver moons over the last two years and since we never gave anyone our names they started calling us that. I'm sure your imagination can do the rest."
"Let's get inside and you can tell us what those things were doing up there." Charley piped up before pulling Vinnie in with her. They went up to the living room and made themselves comfortable, "Well?"
"Not much to tell really," Kim shrugged itching to get out of her gear and into some more comfortable clothes, she had to wonder how the boys and Carbine could manage in the same clothes all the time, "When I was walking back from the store I knew someone was watching me, but I couldn't get a glimpse of them, which usually means they're pros. So when I got back here I used my gear to find them and sneak up to them. I went back for a bit to ask Mai to get something from the ship for me, but when I went back I realised they must have bugged the place cause they were radioing to their boss that we were on to them. So I got a little creative and the rest you know." The sound of approaching motorcycles could be heard before Mai and Modo came rushing in.
"What'd we miss?" Mai asked referring to the damaged building across the street.
"Your friend here got creative." Carbine shook her head and left to get something to eat.
"Huh?" Modo looked confused.
"We had a tail, bro." Vincent told him.
"And I told them it's not nice to play peeping tom!" Kim added sweetly, "Look I really need to change, I hate having to stay in these threads longer than I have to so I'll let you guys discuss the last hour among yourselves." With that she left for the spare room noting the disappointment on Rimfire's face.
"The white devil sis?" Vinnie grinned.
"Where did you hear that name?" Maisey crossed her arms and glared at her brother.
"The bad guys seemed to know who you and Kim were. They called you that," Charley shrugged, "the boss called Kim the Silver Sabre. Sounds like some corny super hero names to me, you friends with Superman or something?"
"Hardy har har." Mai fiddled with something in her hands, "Do I look like I wear tights to you? And as for that underwear thing, what is with that?"
"No idea, what is that there?" Charley got up to see but couldn't get far with Vinnie's tail wrapped around her waist preventing her from reaching her destination. She turned to glare at a grinning Vinnie who eventually let her go so she could see. Throttle came up behind them to take a look for himself.
"It's called a bio shield," Mai replied cursing at it, "it's like a portable force field. You can set it to cover anything from a single body to a whole building. Argh! That is if the damn thing would work!" She growled at it one more time before turning in the direction of the spare room, "Kim! Get your ass in here and programme this thing will ya!"
Xxx
"Are the bugs still operational?" Scry asked Karbuncle who worked furiously at a computer.
"For now," He wheezed, "but will it not be likely that they will find and deactivate them soon?"
"Perhaps, but if we can gather information on what measures they are going to take now they know we're here," She told the doctor, "we can begin a plan to work around those measures so everyone's happy."
"I want her now Scry!" Bane gripped from the doorway grinning when the doctor yelped and seemed to shrink as if hiding from him.
"Patience Bane," Scry told him irritably, "you'll have her soon enough." Bane growled and approached the lizard woman; he roughly grabbed her and forced her against the nearest wall. Karbuncle knew what was likely to come and began edging out of the room.
"I don't like being told what to do Scry!"
"You wouldn't hurt me Bane," she whispered seductively, "I'm far too useful to you. Besides, who else do you have to itch that scratch until you have the little brat. And what will you do when you kill her and are looking for your next obsession."
"What makes you think I won't keep this one?" He asked pushing closer to her, neither noticing the scientist making a hasty retreat before they could get physical.
"Please, I know you're type and I know you Bane," she whispered into his ear wrapping one leg around his waist, "You might keep her longer than you did the other girls, but only because this one has eluded you for so long. But you'll grow bored soon enough and when you do you'll start getting artistic and she'll end up like all the other girls who have had the displeasure of your acquaintance." He growled and threw her to the ground, she began to eagerly undress. Outside Limburger was stopped by an ill looking Karbuncle.
"Again?" Limburger groaned trying to ignore the loud noises coming from the lab, "It's a wonder our new allies get anything done."
"What I would like to know," Karbuncle added, "is how that woman still lives to tell the tale."
Well there's another one! I'm not convinced about this one but I wanted to put it in so here it is. Also please tell me if anyone thinks I need to up the rating, I'm never any good at that! Thank you so much for the great reviews! You're all great and it keeps me writing! Angel xxx