Hello again!
Wow, this time I was fast with the next chapter!
First of all, thank you Vlaatjee for taking time from your own hectic writing schedule to read this story and always leaving a comment!
And thanks to all of you guys out there for reading this little story...
So, right now, I'm having in my head a very clear structure to this story, how it will develope and all... If I only have the time, I'll be fast(er) with my writing and uploading schedule... Oh I wished that I had ten hands so I would be able to write faster these chapters that are now all stuck in my head, waiting for their turn to come!
But since I don't have ten hands... Will see how this goes...
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-SpaceFlora
The Good, The Bad and the Rebels
Chapter 20
Close the Borders
"Why aren't they pickin' up?!" Throttle asked impatiently, tapping his lean fingers against the monitor as Haden was trying to make the VidCom connect to Stoker's bike but in vain.
"I don't know... I try to contact Rimfire, see if he picks up..." Haden muttered and then dialled another code. Soon the young sand coloured male's signature stripy mohawk appeared on the screen. along with his face that had a slightly distracted look.
"Rimfire! Where's Stoker?!" Throttle barked without wasting any time on greetings.
"Er... Well, stuff happened...He went inside the hospital with Vinnie..." Rimfire tackled a bit and a small blush appeared on his cheeks.
"Stuff? What damn stuff?!" Throttle grunted and Rimfire cleared his throat.
"Well... There seems to be two Army blokes inside the hospital, looking for Uncle and Simson as we speak and well, see Primer..."
"Primer?" Throttle repeated raising his eyebrow behind his fieldspecs.
"My twin sister." Rimfire added.
"Yes, I know who Primer is, I've known you two since you were still using diapers! I mean what about her?" Throttle tapped his fingers even faster.
"Well, thing is..." Rimfire started and Throttle closed his eyes and leaned to his hands, hanging his head. Why wasn't he surprised. That kid got as big heart as his uncle did but he had a tendency to act before thinking which had become clear many more times than Throttle could even count.
"Thing is..." Rimfire started again, with a bit more strength in his voice.
"That I might have, you know... told sis that Uncle is kept in the hospital..."
Throttle opened his mouth but Rimfire rushed to continue.
"Just because we didn't know how they were doing and I thought that as a nurse Primer could've had some information on them or find out if they were okay...! I didn't mean to screw up this whole plan! I couldn't have known that there were these Army soldiers snooping around the hospital and then I couldn't reach her anymore..."
"There are soldiers looking for them?" Throttle became alerted.
"Yes." Rimfire only briefly answered trying to detect from the tan furred male's expression whether he'll get his ass kicked or not. But it was hard to tell, that mouse was hard to read.
"Okay..." Throttle sighed while starting to feel a headache coming on but then shook his head and gave the young male a look.
"Seven's with you?"
"Yeah..." Rimfire looked around him and then turned his mobile VidCom to show the rat that was chilling out on a bench, waving at them, looking bored, his hood pulled up to cover his rat ears and half of his long snout.
"I tried to reach Stoker..." Throttle continued as Rimfire's face appeared on the screen again.
"Yeah, the reception can be pretty bad if they're in the basement..."
"What are they doing in the basement?" Throttle asked.
"I don't know... They thought that maybe Uncle and Simson were kept there since Primer wanted the access to the basement...Clearly she had not found them in the other floors..." Rimfire started but Haden interrupted them, scratching his ginger-coloured mohawk that was shorter than Rimfire's but just as messy.
"So... We go there to help them? They might be in trouble?"
Throttle shook his head.
"No... We can't just dash through the city again, we barely got back to the Base without anyone tailing on us last time... We're more vulnerable inside the Mice Territories now that everyone wants to haunt us down...If they don't need the help, we're stayin' put."
"But how can we know whether they need the help or not if we can't contact them? We can't just let Coach and The Hot-Head be in a total radio-silence...?" Haden started but they were both interrupted by Hudson in his turn, who came to them in a hurry.
"They're closing the borders!" His voice was urgent and Throttle and Haden gave each other a puzzled look but Hudson went to the other monitor and connected it to the TV satellites that broadcasted the news from the Mice Territories and soon they could see an Army Officer talking in the News.
"...so we've comen to the conclusion that considering what has happened during these past few days our territory will be much safer for the citizens if we'll expand our border control exponentially, to keep the enemy out."
"Do you mean you'll send more troops to border patrol or are you perhaps planning to close the borders entirely?" The reporter asked.
"The borders will not be closed entirely, we don't want to endanger for example our trading business with other territories. But we'll aim to cover every inch of our border, to make sure the enemy can't enter our territory again."
"Sir...Are you referring to the Freedom Fighters as the enemy? We've had several witnesses stating that they saw this group of armed Freedom Fighters riding through Brimstone City just early in the yesterday morning... Can you confirm this?" The reporter asked before bringing the big microphone close to the Army Officer's mouth again.
"I'm a afraid that this rebellious guerilla group did raid our capital city yesterday but the Army fought back and managed to take control of what could've becomen a very bad and dangerous situation."
"And if the border patrol catches a rebel then what supposedly happens to this individual?"
"The soldiers are ordered to capture them or if they choose to not cooperate, which I think is highly possible, they are rebels after all, they do not respect the rules of the civilized nation...If they don't cooperate the soldiers are ordered to shoot them."
"Do the citizens have to be afraid?"
"No, I can assure everyone that the Army has everything under control... Now if you'll excuse me..." The news camera followed the Army Officer who disappeared into the Mice Government's office building and the doors were closed after him.
Throttle, Haden and Hudson all stared at the screen in disbelief.
"They're... closing the borders...? What does that mean?" Haden then asked but Throttle was already ready with his response.
"It means war." The tan furred male then pointed at Rimfire.
"You, get your ass to the hospital, take Seven with you. Go get the others who are still inside. You're coming back from there NOW!" Throttle ended the call and then gave the two other males a look.
"What do you need us to do?" Haden asked. Throttle gave them both a look, surprised that they straight up asked that from him and did not ask to gather around with everyone to decide what would be the next step. He nodded at them, feeling still humbled by the trust these men had in him.
"Inform all in the Base that I want everyone to gather to the main hall. We'll get ready to protect our bros and fight back if it comes to that. We'll arm ourselves and get our bikes refueled. It can be a long night... They try to brainwash people thinking that we're the bad guys here..." He then rushed out of the room.
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Primer was looking at Vinnie from the corner of her eye while they were walking in rapid speed the long corridor in the basement of the Brimstone Hospital. Vinnie was whistling beside her, not really with a refined note but he didn't let that disturb him from trying even the very elaborate tunes. The young female tried to be discreet with her glances directed to his fine trained body which was still covered with the dark hoodie and camos. Vinnie suddenly gave her a look back and she quickly turned her eyes back on the hallway.
"So, sweetheart, you've got a boy wrapped around your finger yet?" Vinnie asked casually.
Primer gave him a quick look.
"You mean a boyfriend? Yeah, I have a boyfriend..."
"I knew that a girl with your looks would have no trouble finding a man..."
Primer only blushed a little because she had just thought about how would that muscled body of the white furred male look like under the clothes when she was reminded of her boyfriend by the same man.
"Well, I don't know if it's gonna work out between us..." She only stated.
"Oh?" Vinnie raised his brow and Primer gave him another look.
"Yeah, I guess we just want different things, so..."
"Well, you're still young, you've got plenty of time to find the right one...Don't settle for anything except for the perfection! That's my motto..." Vinnie gave her his most charming smile back and Primer blushed even harder and nodded back before she then stopped by the elevator, looking at the wires that were hanging out.
"Oh, yeah, that... We did some home improvement for the lift..." Vinnie pointed lazyly at the wires but then walked in it.
"Is it safe to use?" Primer was a little uncertain to follow him and Vinnie only gave a wild laughter.
"Safe?! Sweetheart, life's too short to live on the safe side! C'mon, girl, hop in!"
Primer still looked a bit doubtful but then stepped into the elevator, too.
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As Mace opened the door to this underground base his eyes were keenly on the portable tracker he had in his hand. He walked to the little recreational room and slumped on the couch, still watching the tracker before then giving a sigh and throwing the device beside him.
"Well, well, look who came back..." He heard a voice behind him but he didn't move or glance at the way the voice was coming from, he knew to whom it belonged already.
"Yeah, well... I've nowadays very occupied with my time." Mace only stated as a grey rat appeared to take a seat on the arm chair next to the couch, crossing his hands and leaning forward.
"We were starting to get worried that you'd split..." The rat gave Mace a thoughtful look. Mace only raised his brows while still not looking at his rat comrade so the grey rat continued.
"You know, the guys are getting quite anxious as you're spending so much time with those mice... They think that maybe you've turned your back on your own people..."
"Well, you tell them that they've got nothing to worry about. I'm the one doing all the work here anyway. If they want to get rich then they can just shut their mouths and keep doing what they're paied to do..." Mace mumbled and took the device back to his hands again and gave it a look. Still no changes.
"What's that?" The other rat asked and Mace finally gave him a look.
"It's a tracker. See, the microchip you planted on one of the Fighters actually has a function..."
"I know that..."
"...and this device shows where the current owner of that chip is at the moment located..."
"So...? Where is he?"
"Still at the hospital..."
"Well, the news from the Mice's terriotories told that they're gonna close the borders... Maybe they'll catch them...?"
"They will not..." Mace grunted as he got up and headed out of the room.
"How will you know that?" The rat still sitting on the chair asked doubtfully after him.
"Because noone seems to catch these damn bastards...!" Mace's voice was to be heard from the other room.
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"What is happening? Why are they all running?" Aprilia asked as she saw that every Fighter and Rebel rat in the HQ was running past her and Beretta who had just been drinking tea in the dining room but were now watching the scene from the doorway.
"I don't know...Maybe something' up..." Beretta said while still holding a tea cup between her hands before noticing Hudson walking to them.
"You girls might wanna go check that you'll have all the medical stuff needed..." The male said as soon as they were in the hearing distance.
"What? Are we under attack?" Aprilia got worried.
"No, but there's trouble at the borders... The Army's closing the borders as we speak. It was in the news. It can be that we need to go help our comrades to get back here safely, so that can mean some action..." Hudson answered. Aprilia was to say something but Beretta beat her to it.
"You really need action after last night?" She raised her eyebrow flirtingly at Hudson who only smirked back at her.
"I might still have some extra adrenaline left in me..."
Aprilia rolled her eyes but Hudson then gave them both another look.
"If there's anything you need, just tell us and we'll see if we find something from the storages..."
He then left and they both looked after the bigger dark grey furred male and Beretta tilted her head.
"Will you just look at that behind..."
"I thought you had had it with the Fighters?" Aprilia only muttered next to her, crossing her arms.
Beretta made a face and shrugged her shoulders.
"Well, can't a girl have a little fun?" She asked innocently and Aprilia shook her head.
"C'mon let's go do an inventory..." Aprilia said but a nagging feeling entered her stomach, Modo and Simson were hurt, will they be able to even get out of the hospital?
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The hallways of the Brimstone Hospital had not gone any less busier which was a good thing as Primer thought that it was easier for Vinnie to blend in as he was walking after her. Thankfully he was wearing a dark hoodie with no Fighter logos or any declarations about "Free Mars" anywhere on it and Vinnie had even pulled up the hood to cover his face, or atleast a big part of his mask. He had also tucked his laser gun in the small of his back, underneath the hoodie. He might have been packing many more guns but Primer couldn't tell that by looking at him, maybe those were carefully hidden. The young nurse looked around as they walked, trying to locate doctor Shelly.
"How were you gonna leave this place?" Primer then asked Vinnie.
"With style, babe!" Vinnie cheered behind her.
"No...I mean, with what types of vehicles? You've got your bikes with you?" Primer asked after giving a lighthearted chuckle.
"Well, were you expecting a bus?" Vinnie chuckled and Primer had to laugh at this.
"No...We'll have our rides..." Vinnie then added and looked around carefully.
"Man, I just hate the smell of the hospitals..."
"One gets used to it..." Primer stated.
"I doubt I would ever get used to the smell of these places..." Vinnie only muttered back.
Primer gave him a look.
"You've got a phobia?"
"Phobia? Like a fear? Nah... There's no fear in this stud! I have just an disinterest to spend too much time in places where they cut mice and poke their innards..." Vinnie said and a shiver went through his body to even say the words aloud.
"You've got a weird idea of the hospitals..." Primer chuckled but then spotted doctor Shelly.
"Hey, there she is!" She said and added more speed to her walk and Vinnie jogged after her.
"Shelly!" Primer called and the doctor gave her a look and when seeing with whom she was hanging out, her eyes grew bigger.
"I thought I told you guys to wait outside!" Shelly's voice was stern as she gave the white furred male a look.
"I thought that was more like a suggestion..." Vinnie wondered with his happy-go-lucky attitude.
"No, it was an order." Shelly answered with a blank face.
"Hm, hard to tell a difference between them two..." Vinnie rubbed thoughtfully his chin while Doctor Shelly sighed and gave Primer a look.
"What are you doing hanging out with these guys, nurse Primer?"
"We need you in the basement!" Primer said and Shelly looked at her doubtfully and then the young female added quickly.
"We need you right now! There are injured soldiers and...!"
"Wait, what?" Shelly asked but then grabbed Primer by the arm and pulled her aside.
"Primer, you should not get involved with this, it's bad enough that I'm now part of this...thing." Shelly said the last word while giving Vinnie a look who only smiled with a wide smile under the hood.
"Hey, no need to thank us, miss!"
"I'm not. And it's mrs." Shelly answered dryly.
"There's a couple of hurt Army soldiers in the basement. They need help." Primer explained.
"Well, they don't really need help but the girl insisted that they do, so..." Vinnie only babbled and Shelly changed his eyes back on him.
"How they got hurt? How they even got to the basement?!" The doctor asked confused. Primer's ears lowered a bit before she sighed.
"My uncle might have gone a bit on the extreme side with his self-defence against these guys..." Primer cleared her throat and Vinnie gave a loud chuckle and it got them some attention.
"A bit? It's good that these guys are still breathing! It was mildly an impressive sight...I'd give two stars."
"Wait, you said your uncle...?" Shelly ignored Vinnie's nonsense and gave Primer a look.
"Yeah, Modo, the big grey mouse you patched up I heard..."
"Oh...Wait, what? He can't do any physical activities, he needs to rest! You say he got into a fight already?!"
"Newsflash for you, sweetheart, we don't really know the word "no" either..." Vinnie talked with a big smile on his face.
"Vinnie! Primer?!" Rimfire suddenly ran to them and got his sister into a big bear hug.
"Thank gods you're okay!"
"Oh, great, there's more of you..." Shelly rolled her eyes and then tried to collect herself.
"It's been like an hour since we last spoke, weirdo..." Primer wondered her brother's sudden worried behaviour.
"I thought those soldiers had hurt you!" Rimfire still hugged her sister, holding her up so her feet didn't touch the floor.
"Well they didn't but they got their asses kicked instead! You should've seen uncle Modo fighting them one against two! That was like a true OMG thing! He beat the shit outta them!" Primer explained once she was set back on the ground with an enthusiastic ramble that was in contrast with the message of the sentences and Rimfire didn't really know whether her sister was still in a bit of a shock after what she had just witnessed or already cool with it. Primer gave Shelly a look and cleared her throat.
"...And that is why we need to help these poor soldiers, obviously...They are not doing so well..."
Doctor Shelly then spotted Seven.
"I'm sorry but you can't be here...You're a rat!"
"Wow, that's a bit racist, don't you think...?" Seven only muttered dryly back.
"None of you should be here!" Shelly then pushed them all into movement, towards the elevators, trying to do that without raising too much attention.
"Do you realize what happens to my doctor's licence if someone finds out that I've been helping the rebels?! Or rats?! Rebels that are public enemies?" She then lowered her voice but kept it as stern as ever.
"You'll get fame and a promotion?" Vinnie guessed with a hopeful expression.
"NO!" Shelly answered annoyed while picking up Seven's pink and naked rat tail and rolling it into hoops and trying to hide it underneath her doctor's jacket to prevent anyone to see that, luckily Seven had covered his head with a hood still.
"Hey, missy, are we doing foreplay already...? Let go of my tail!" Seven tried to yank his tail free but Shelly squeezed it harder.
"Autsch! Man, I like it when the lady's dominating but that's a bit too much...!" Seven cringed.
"Everyone into the elevator now!" Doctor Shelly urged them and they all entered the lifts and Shelly gave the loosely hanging wires a look.
"Oh, yeah, this little thing, he he... I'll just..." Vinnie started to connect the wires again.
"Actually, we're in a hurry so if you'll excuse me..." Rimfire pushed Vinnie aside and started to connect the right cables and wires to make the lift go down.
"Have you guys seen the news?! They're closing the borders!" The young male then gave the others a look while still working to get the lift into movement.
"We have to get Stoker, Uncle Modo and Simson right now and get back to the Base! A strict order from the HQ!" Rimfire then gave Vinnie and Primer a look.
"Closing the borders?" Primer asked.
"Now, wait a minute, who's giving orders?" Vinnie concentrated on the last part.
"We have to get back before there'll be soldiers within every second metre of the border's length!" Rimfire continued and then the doors slid close and the lift nudged into movement.
Seven took his handgun from the leg holster.
"Well, luckily we've got guns to get us through even a bigger crowd of your mediocre Mouse Army!"
"Put that away! You can't have guns in the hospital!" Shelly raised her voice.
"Man, this place is a drag..." Vinnie only rolled his eyes.
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