Rescue From The Pits-Chapter 7

"Awoooooo! I'm even badder than Beetlejuice!" Vinnie crowed, fists in the air.

Throttle soon rode up to the white mouse.

"Where's Modo?" Throttle asked him.

"Oh, he's-" Vinnie began, grinning as he turned around. He expected the gray mouse to ride up to him and give him a high-five at any time. Then his smile faded.

There was no sign of the large gray mouse or his bike.

"Last I saw of him, he went after one of those clowns that took an old lady's purse." Vinnie replied, looking confused.

"He should've met up with us by now." The tan furred mouse said, looking around and expecting to see the large mouse.

"Aw, you know Modo. When he kicked that guy's butt and went to return the old lady's purse, he probably went into reciting one of the things his gray furred mama always told him." Vinnie reasoned.

"I don't like it, bro. It's not like him not to contact us." Throttle said.

Then the two mice jumped at seeing a flashing light on their bikes.

"A distress signal from Modo's bike!" Throttle said.

"It's not coming far from here." Vinnie was saying.

The two mice rode over to where the signal was located. The street was deserted. But they saw signs of a struggle.

"Modo!" Vinnie called out.

No answer.

They quickly scanned the area but saw no sight of their missing comrade or his bike.

Throttle got off his bike and knelt on the ground with one knee. He was pointing to the ground.

"This is bad." He said, "There are burn marks. From an electric rod."

"Hey, there's a deep crater not far from where the burn marks are." Vinnie said.

"The last time I saw a crater like this was when Modo and I fell into The Pits." Throttle explained.

"The Pit Boss' pit crew must've taken Modo!" Vinnie said, eyes wide with shock.

"They dragged him there." Throttle said, pointing to a large crater which had residue from electric burn marks on its edge.

"We gotta get him back!"

"We will but we're gonna need Charley's help."

...

Modo was thrown to the ground. His whole body was shackled with heavy chains and a thick padlock. His beloved ride, Lil Hoss, was chained just a few feet from where he was laying.

"Well, well. If it ain't one of them meeces that gave me a whole lot of trouble." said a voice.

The large mouse looked up to see a big man with a mean face. He was ugly and he was carrying a glowing whip. He stood over him. It was none other that the Pit Boss.

"You and your friend escaped my Stone Gladiators the last time. But you won't escape them this time. And I'm going to make sure I break your rebellious spirit." He said.

"Am I supposed to be scared, Pit Breath?" Modo asked, sarcastically.

"Ha! Ha! There's that spirit again! Even when they're beaten, they still want to fight."The Pit Boss chuckled, shaking his head.

He then grabbed Modo by the throat. His face inches from his.

"I'm gonna enjoy breaking you down. First, with hard labor then torture."He sneered.

"You're already torturing me with that killer breath of yours!" Modo frowned, "You'd need a whole truck full of Tic Tacs to get rid of that breath."

The Pit Boss angrily flung the large mouse to the ground. He groaned in pain as the thick chains hurt and made indentations in his fur and flesh. In spite of that, he didn't give up hope. He knew his bros and Charley would find him and get him out of The Pits. He just had to hold out till they came. He silently prayed it would be soon.

...

"Oh no! Is he alright?" Charley asked, with a concerned expresssion.

Throttle and Vinnie made it to the Last Chance Garage and told the two women what happened to Modo.

"We don't know. But we already figured he's in The Pits." Throttle replied.

"Which means the Pit Boss probably has him." Charley said.

"Who's this Pit Boss?" Zoe asked.

"The worst of the worst. He kidnaps and enslaves people. He's a total creep." Charley replied, with a disgusted look on her face as she stared at the ground.

"So what are we waiting for? I say we get Modo and crash Ol' Pitbreath's party!" Vinnie cried out.

"Don't worry, we'll get our chance." Throttle told him, then to the women, "Oh, We found this on the ground near the crater."

Throttle held up a small dagger.

Zoe turned white as a sheet. She recognized it. It was the same dagger that creepy guy that attacked her the other night had against her neck. What was his name? They she saw a name engraved on the handle: Paco.

"They targeted Modo. But why?" Charley wondered.

"I'm afraid... it's my fault." Zoe said, hands clasped in fear.

Then she preceded to tell the story of how those guys tried to rape her and how Modo stepped in to save her.

"If I hadn't left the garage and went for a walk the other night, Modo wouldn't be in this mess." Zoe said, sadly lowering her head, "They're punishing him because of me."

"Don't blame yourself for this, Zoe."Charley told her, putting an arm around her shoulders.

"Charley-girl's right. Besides, the Pit Boss has had it in for us ever since we escaped the Pits." Throttle explained.

"Limburger even has a hundred thousand dollar bounty on our heads. I mean every scumbag in The Pits tried to cash in on it." Vinnie said.

Zoe still felt the guilt rising up in her. She felt like it was her fault poor Modo was probably suffering. She could never forgive herself if he got hurt because of her. This was something she couldn't bear.

"We have to go down there and get him out!" She told them.

"Calm down, Zoe-girl. Vinnie and me are going down there. You two ladies are staying put until further notice." Throttle said, then to Charley,"We're gonna need that crane you used the last time you pulled us up out of The Pits, Charley-girl."

"On it." Charley said.

...

Throttle, Vinnie, Charley, and Zoe went to the area where Lil' Hoss' distress signal came from. The large crater was big enough to drive a mack truck through. Throttle and Vinnie got on their bikes. Charley attached hooks to their bikes.

"Remember, guys, the same rules apply: Keep a low profile. Just find Modo then yank on the cord. Then I'll pull you up." Charley said.

"And please be careful." Zoe joined in.

Charley pulled back the lever on her tow truck. The chains began moving. The crane lowered the two bikers down into the crater.

"Watch yourselves, guys." Charley said, watching them disappear into the crater.

Their bike tires gently rested on the bottom.

"We made it." Throttle said.

"C'mon. Bro, It's tail-whipping time!" Vinnie cried out.

"Not so fast, Deadeye. First, we need to find out some info about Modo's whereabouts. And I got a feeling we're gonna find what we need in there." Throttle said, pointing at a dilapidated bar called the Pit Stop a few feet from them.

...

Not far from the Pits was a dark cave lit by a single light bulb. Inside was a large African-American male now working under the hood of a big high all-terrain truck. A girl whose hair was braided in long cornrows down her back and dressed in ragged jeans and t-shirt came running in.

"Four-By!' She cried out.

The man, who was shirtless, muscular, and covered in oil, climbed out from under the hood holding a wrench in his hand.

"What is it, Mariah?" He asked.

"One of our scouts spotted this guy in The Pits."

"There's always someone in The Pits. That animal the Pit Boss has been sending his Pit Crew to capture and enslave people." Four-By replied, as he reached into a toolbox to pull out a screwdriver.

"But this one looked like a giant gray mouse with red antennas." She said.

Four-By looked surprised. He had heard stories of people being helped by three alien bikers that looked like mice. 'They rode the coolest bikes', people said. He also remembered how he was helped by three bikers on motorcycles. Limburger had framed him. He was accused of trying to destroy a school. The Biker Mice cleared his name. Four-By then stayed in The Pits for the sole purpose of freeing other people who had been kidnapped and enslaved by the Pit Boss.

As a result, the freed people built their own village. The people grew crops and made their own clothes.

Could that gray mouse have been one of the bikers who rescued him from The Pits?

If so, he owed him a huge favor.

"Mariah, assemble the others." He told her.

"Right." She said, turning around and running back out.

Four-By grabbed his keys and got into his monster truck.

"C'mon, Big Moe. Time to go to work." He said to the truck.

...

Modo, shirtless, was now digging with a pick ax. He was assigned to make bricks for the Pit Boss' new palace. Several people were working alongside him. Many of them were smaller in size than the large mouse. They were all so tired and exhausted that they hardly noticed him at all.

Modo remembered the first time he and Throttle had been captured by the Pit Boss. That was how they first met Manuel. He had worked as a clerk in a supermarket before he was kidnapped by the Pit Crew. Then he ended up being a prisoner of the Pit Boss for nine years. The man was exhausted and fell out. When he and Throttle attempted to help him, they were whipped by the Pit Boss. He remembered with fondness how they gave the Pit Boss trouble and no half measures.

The Pit Boss sentenced them and Manuel to face his Stone Gladiators. Then Vinnie showed up and freed them. They got together and defeated them saving themselves as well as Manuel.

In spite of being a prisoner again, Modo knew his bros would come looking for him. So he wasn't worried. The only thing he hated was working in the sweltering heat. Sweat poured down his face and rugged chest. One person, a child of thirteen, was working alongside him. He wore ragged clothes on his wrists were iron fetters and chains. The child was carrying a bucket full of dirt. He now fell out and was not moving.

"Hey, kid, you okay?" Modo called out, kneeling down over him.

"Back!" The Pit Boss cried out, striking the whip in front of the gray mouse.

"This kid needs help!" Modo cried out.

"Hmmph! A useless slave. Carry that brat out and throw him in the incinerator!"He said, to his Pit Crew.

They proceeded to pick the child up when Modo got in front of them.

"You're not gonna touch him!" Modo shouted.

He aimed his cybernetic arm out then started. All he saw was a stump where his arm once was. His robotic arm was missing.

"Nice try. But I'm on to you annoying rats!" The Pit Boss cried out.

"Rats! My mamma didn't raise no stinking rat! You're talking trash!" Modo screamed, eye glowing red as fire.

The Pit Boss threw out his whip. Modo grasped it. The electric current flowed through the giant mouse's body. It felt like he was being cooked inside. The heat was overpowering. He felt himselt collapsing. But he held on.

"You got guts. But I'll break you!" The Pit Boss cried out.

Suddenly the Pit Boss felt himself fall to the ground. Something knocked down the throne he sat on as well as the wall behind it. A huge monster truck crashed through. Other vehicles crashed in as well. People manning these vehicles attacked the Pit Crew.

"Need a hand?"

Modo looked up to see Four-By standing over him with his hand outstretched.

"Wait, we gotta help the kid." Modo pointed at the lifeless body of the child he protected from the Pit Boss.

"Travon?"

Four-By and Modo saw Mariah ride up on a motorscooter. She jumped off and knelt by the young boy.

"You know him?" Four-by asked.

"My brother." She replied, then began shaking the boy, "Travon, please wake up."

"Is he hurt?" Four-by began asking.

For answer, the young boy opened his eyes and looked up.

"Mariah." He muttered.

"Get him to safety." Four-By told her.

Mariah helped her brother up putting her arm around his waist while Travon had his around her. She got him on her motorscooter. Then she froze.

"Four-By, the Pit Crew!" Mariah cried out, pointing ahead of them.

"Everybody, retreat!" Four-By shouted to his crew.

Modo saw his cybernetic arm on the ground near the Pit Boss' throne. He picked it up and put it on. He was back in action. Modo zapped the chains that bound his beloved bike.

"Let's go, Lil Hoss!" Modo said, hopping on his bike after putting on his helmet.

Within minutes, Modo used his laser cannon and was blasting attack vehicles sending the Pit Boss' Pit Crew into walls and some scrambled for their lives.

Four-By and his crew shouted.

"That was some fancy shooting." Four-By said.

"Thanks." Modo happily replied, blowing smoke from his cannon.

"Uhhhh..."Travon groaned, then he fell out. Modo caught him before he hit the ground.

"Travon!" Mariah cried out, "We need a doctor right away."

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