A Great Sacrifice-chapter 14
Elena had her eyes trained on the disassembled communicator attached to her wrist. Her cousin had used a mini screwdriver to remove the cover. She now glanced at the loose wires. Armed with a pair of pliers, she began clipping wires. Vinnie, meanwhile, was trying to cut the wristband with his flare.
"Man, what's this thing made of? Plutarkian steel?" He asked, barely making a dent in it.
"Don't waste your breath. It would be better if I died anyway." She muttered.
"Don't say that." Harley said.
"Why? It's my fault we're in this mess." Elena said, looking down.
"If you're going to blame somebody, then blame me. I trusted Anubtor, too." Harley told her.
"Relax, sweetheart." Vinnie said, finally cutting the communicator's wrist band off her then grabbing it in her hand.
"Uh, guys, so not the time for this!" Throttle cried out, pulling back on the controls with all his might, "We're in deep space and gonna reach Plutark in an hour! Bros and sisters, strap yourselves down! We're in for a bumpy ride!"
Suddenly the control steering panel came aloose.
"Well, that's filling me full of confidence." Carbine said, sarcastically.
"Must've been a cheap model." He said, throwing it behind his back, "Time to move on to plan B."
"And what's plan B?" She asked.
"Our rides, of course, pretty lady." Throttle grinned, followed by Vinnie and Modo. Throttle hit a button revealing their bikes.
Modo and Vinnie, along with the three girls, unstrapped themselves and mounted their bikes. Carbine rode with Throttle. Harley with Vinnie and Elena with Modo.
"Helmets on." Throttle said.
Everyone put on their motorcycle helmets.
"Battle mode, bros!" Throttle told Vinnie and Modo.
The three mice pressed buttons on the side of their helmets. Their faces were hidden by infra-red visors.
"Hold on tight, ladies and gents!" Throttle said.
Within minutes of entering Plutark's atmosphere, a vidcom message came on the screen.
"This is Plutarkian Command! Identify yourself or be shot down!" It said.
"Ugh! I wouldn't wanna have to have an eyeful of that ugly mug every morning!" Vinnie groaned.
"Join the club." Throttle chuckled.
"They say beauty fades, dumb is forever. There ain't nothing to fade away here." Modo laughed.
"Martian Mice? Here? On a Destroyer?" The captain said, "Impossible."
"Guards, blow that ship to the seven galaxies. Now!" He called out.
"Looks like someone doesn't like us." Throttle said.
"Yeah, well, someone sounds like Plutarkians." Modo frowned.
"And even smells like it." Vinnie said, holding his nose with his thumb and forefinger.
The side door of the ship opened. The mice ejected out and mini hang gliders came out of their bikes causing them to fly down to the planet's surface. No sooner did they leave the ship when a missile launched struck the ship causing to it to be blown to bits.
...
"Report." Lord Camenbert asked a soldier at Plutarkian Command.
"Our enemy has been terminated as you requested." He replied.
Other Plutarkians cheered as the ship exploded.
"Excellent. I've been able to accomplish what that half wit Limburger hasnt. This calls for a celebration." He jeered, "Worm wine for everyone."
...
The bikers landed in a small but hidden clearing outside of Plutark City.
"Whoa! If we had stayed any longer on that ship, we'd be barbecue." Harley said.
"Life threatening danger! What a rush!" Vinnie whooped.
Harley rolled her eyes. They almost got blown to Kingdom Come and he's excited like a kid in a candy store.
"We gotta get back to Earth." Modo said.
"Oh, no problem. We just get one of their ships and boom! Smooth sailing." Vinnie said.
"It'll be easy since the Reek Fishes think we bought the farm." Throttle said.
"We own a farm? " Modo asked.
Everyone glanced at him in surprise. He laughed sheepishly at realizing it was just a figure of speech.
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Back on Earth, Charley Davidson and Ambassador Le Duff rode in Charley's pickup to the site where the Biker Mice had been earlier.
"According to the coordinates on Vinnie's bike, this is where Brie and Stilton were supposed to be. Something's wrong." She said, after they got out and looked around.
"Your friends have walked right into a trap, I'm afraid." Ambassador Le Duff said.
"I know. I have to somehow get in contact with them." Charley replied, "I have know where they are."
"Plutark. They were on a ship." He said, examining something shiny on the ground, "I recognize the ion trail from the ship.
"The guys went to Plutark? Planet Plutark?" She asked.
"Yes. this is very bad. Being surrounded by your worst enemy on every side, they would be fighting for their lives."
"Knowing the guys they would take out as many of them as they could. But a whole planet of Reek Fishes? We have to get them back here." She said.
"The ion trail belongs to a Plutarkian Destroyer. One of their largest ships. It would've had to have gone through their radars if they didn't detect the mice on board. If they had, they'd shoot them down in a heartbeat." The Ambassador said.
"Oh my gosh! Guys!" Charley said, fearfully.
...
The Biker Mice and their companions rode near Plutarkian Command.
"So, what's the plan, bro?" Vinnie asked.
"Getting us a ride back to Earth and I just spotted it. Check it out, bros." Throttle said, pressing
the button on the side of his helmet which activated a visor. Modo and Vinnie did the same. It gave them a close up of a ship.
"Looks big enough to fit us and our bikes." Vinnie said.
"Downside: it's right smack dab in the middle of Reek Fish City." Modo said.
"We're gonna need a distraction." Harley said.
"I'll do it!" Elena said, running towards the Plutarkians before anyone could stop her.
"Crazy fool! Come back!" Carbine called out, reaching out to pull her back but stopped by Throttle.
"It's too late." He said.
Elena got in front of the Plutarkians.
"Hey, losers! Can't catch me!" She teased.
"A Martian Mouse? The High Chairman will reward us. Capture her!" One of the guards cried out.
"Is she insane?" Vinnie asked.
"No. She's giving us a chance." Harley explained.
"Then come on, you mamma jammas, let's Rock..." Throttle began.
"And Ride!" Everyone said together.
The mice rode down while Elena ran from the guards.
Plutarkians saw the three bikers enter their city.
"I recognize those bikes. They're Martian Mice Freedom Fighters!" One of them said.
Within minutes, the mice were pelted with tomatoes and booed by the frightened and angry crowd.
"This is not my idea of a warm welcome!" Carbine called out, arm up to block the barrage of flying tomatoes.
"But thankfully, there's our ticket out of this fishbowl!" Throttle said.
They rode into the open compartment of the ship. Throttle, Vinnie, and Modo punched the guards that stood inside the doorway. Carbine was also fighting with a guard. She subdued him and got in the pilot's seat. Harley just fought off a guard and went to retrieve her cousin who now ran towards the ship.
Unbeknownst to the mice, some guards climbed around the side of the ship. One of them had a blasted aimed at Vinnie.
"Vinnie, watch out!" Elena screamed, pushing him out of the way. The guard fired. Harley cried out as the laser blast penetrated her torso. She began falling to the ground. Vinnie caught her before she could hit it.
"Elena...No..." Harley whimpered.
"It's okay, cuz. I'm at peace. Finally." .She smiled at Harley, "I'll see my family again."
Harley looked away as tears streamed down her face.
"Why did you...?" Vinnie began.
"I couldn't let him hurt you." She replied, "Besides, I owe you."
"No, you don't."
"I do. Can you ever forgive me? I tried to kill you for something someone else had done." She said.
"Elena, I never had anything against you. Hold on. We'll get you to a doctor. It'll be alright."Vinnie said.
"No...it's too late...for me...but I don't regret anything...Take care of...Harley."
The large round eyes glassed over. Throttle gently closed the eyes with a forefinger. The three mice bowed their heads sadly.
"She...She was the bravest of us all." Harley moaned.
'She sure was." Throttle said.