Note: I do not own the Bikermice From Mars universe nor any of the characters featuring in the original show. The characters you do not recognise from the original show were created by me. This story contains some swears and the unsettling story makes it unsuitable for persons under 16 years of age.

A Sad Martian Tale
Written by kklo 1997-98

Kickstart, a still rather young martian male was drowning in psychical pain, and kept wondering was why his life had ended up so bad and what he had done wrong.
Two hours earlier he'd been in the kitchen when he got a feeling that he should check out what his two children were doing.
He had walked out in the hall and discovered that his daughter was standing before the mirror and cried.
"What's the matter, honey?"
She didn't reply and he had wrapped his arms around her. Andrea had jerked away and stared into his eyes, shouting: "It's your fault! Why did you have to make me? Why did you have to keep me? I hate you for it! You have made me to a lonely outsider, I am not Earthling or Martian! I am NOTHING natural! I am a captive on this dirty and empty planet! I wish I were DEAD!"
Before he had got any chance to answer, she had turned around and ran away.
Kickstart fell down to his knees shocked by her words. Stunned.
He was so lonely, alone with his kids who needed their mother. Maybe they didn't need him at all? Maybe he just was causing them pain?
Everything felt hopeless.
The chair didn't seem to exist, Kickstart didn't feel it's existence.
All he saw and heard was his little girl yelling that she hated him and wished the death to take her.
Her eyes had been filled with despair and confusion. Her voice so filled with desperation.
Sorrow, frustration and doubts went through him in waves. He loved his kids above everything, why did punish him? How could he fail so completely with giving them what they needed?
A lonely tear left his eye.
Amanda, his girl was gone. She could be dead, or she could be alive. They had searched for her everywhere without results. Life was so empty without her.
He didn't know if he could go through everything alone.

Andrea on the other hand couldn't sleep that evening though she was very tired.
Thoughts of her parents always pushed the sleep away and she usually had nightmares about her mother.
She cried when she woke up from those dreams, but silent so her brother wouldn't hear her.
Alexander, her twinbrother, always slept deeply and was not bugged by bad dreams. He didn't give any sign of having sleeping troubles at least.
He had never talked much, so when their mother had disappeared had he shut himself and never spoke.
Gestures were his only language .
Andrea walked away from her sleeping brother as quiet as she could, stopped in the middle of the room and shut her eyes.
An image of her father's brokenhearted face expression when she yelled at him came up in her mind.
Never had she seen him like that before.
Senses of guilt overwhelmed her. Now afterwards, she felt so bad for shouting such words at him. It had hurted him deeply, that was sure.
There was something she never could change or deny: he was her father and he loved her, no matter what she said.
Beeing alone was hard, she was so alone. Her father was the only one she really could talk to nowadays.
When she had cleaned up the misty thoughts walked Andrea out from the bedroom, out to the livingroom to try to talk to him.
He was sitting in the livingroom in an armchair all alone, hide the face in his hands.
Shame filled her when she saw him sitting there all alone.
Suddenly heard Kickstart her movement and looked up. His face was wet by tears.
In her whole life had Andrea never seen him cry and she didn't like it. He always took everything calmly, never got upset. But now he just cried.
Kickstart opened his arms for her without looking away.
Almost like instincts forced her to, ran Andrea across the floor, flew into his arms and burried her face against him.
Her dad hugged her hard and sobbed quietly.
"Dad...dad I didn't mean what I said, dad..." she whispered. "Dad, I am so sorry..."
He rocked her slowly and mumbled: "Of course, baby...I will always be here for you. You're my daughter, my beloved daughter. And you will always be my beloved daughter, no matter what happens."
"Dad, I'm so horribly alone... I don't want to be so alone...I wish mom was here." she said crying.
By now had Kickstart stopped crying and tried to comfort her as good as he could while she wet his clothes with her tears.
They sat there for a long time, he held her and said softly: "Everything will be okay honey. One day, everything will be good again. Better times will come."

Harley, a female martian waited for someone in a bulding somewhere on Mars.
Kickstart came twenty minutes too late, that was nothing unusual. She never bugged him about beeing late since she knew that he had enough with problems.
Immediately when he entered the room started he to explain that it was pretty much work with them, and he hated to leave them alone more than necessary, and therefor was it hard to arrive at the right time.
Harley felt sorry for him. Everything seemed to be against Kickstart and he always felt worried for his two chilren.
"Harley..." he said, looking tired and very exhausted.
"Yes?"
"I have to work the whole day and the most of the night too...so I wondered if..."
"...if I can watch your kids, again?" she finished the sentence before he did, but realized that she had made him totally stunned with the question so she hurried to say: "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that K.S. I can take care of them, no problems."
"You don't have to... I'll leave the work and take care of it another day..."
"Kick, I meant it. I will do it and I like to take care of Alexander and Andrea, you know that. Don't worry."
"Thanks, thanks Harley...I don't...really know how I can thank you for all your support..."
Harley smiled at her grey, tired friend. "Work now and try take it easy. I will take good care of your kids."
There was nothing special she needed to do that day. She had all time in the world watching kids, especially since she hadn't any herself.
The female martian kickstarted her bike and drove away through the desert, down to a little city only a half mile away from the base.
That city contained most FreedomFighters and no kids except for Kickstart's.
He had been talking about moving, far away to a place with martian kids so Andrea and Alexander wouldn't live isolated too long.
By now had Harley reached the city and drow through it and watched the martians on the streetsm uniformed.
A cold aura was laying around the whole town. No children as long as she could see.
Her target was a house laying in the edge of the city.
There was a small garden was growing around the house. Martian flowers filled the air with their smell.
Harley stood there for a while with shut eyes and enjoyed the smells, then stepped inside the house.
Andrea came out from the kitchen at the same time she went inside.
"Harley!" She ran towards to her and they hugged.
Harley laughed and rubbed the girl's hair.
"How are you dear?"
"I am okay, but things could've been better."
Alexander came out from the bedroom with a big book under his left arm and watched them.
"Hello Alexander." said Harley and smiled to him.
The boy looked as melancholic as always at her but nodded slowly in her direction and disappeared into another room.
"He never talks. Never." said Andrea seriously, turned away from Harley and walked into the living room.
Harley picked up her bag and looked inside the room and saw Andrea lay on the sofa, trying to do her studies.
They didn't go in a real school, but some mice who were good teachers gladly took the teacher's role and helped them with their education.
She hoped that they one day maybe would be in a normal martian school but she also wanted to go to Earth.
Beeing with the race she felt she fit to.
Her brother was gone as usual. Alexander always disappeared in the mornings and came back later in the evenings, and no one knew where he went. Probably to a lonely place so he could sink deep into the literature.
Harley though that there wasn't anyone who really understood that boy, not even his own father.
Light piano chords broke the heavy silence. A piece by an Earthling called Chopin.
Harley recognized it as one of the Nocturnes.
The piano was a black and solid thing.
Andrea remembered her father's shock when he had seen what mom had found.
She had been four years old at that time.
Her dad listened to strange music, called trash-music and didn't understand the point with calm, relaxing piano music from Earth.
Some mice had found that piano in an old Plutarkian base. Plutarkians had probably stole it from some place on Earth by some reason and never used it.
The mice didn't understand what it was, and it was an accidental occurrence that her mother had went by and recognized the heavy thing.
She had played a song by Chopin, the mice didn't get the point with such music, so she had played some swingy blues song and they found it very amusing to listen to.
Martians would probably never understand human's classical music.
With some sorrowful tones ended Andrea the Nocturne and looked in the music book which laid on the piano's black surface.
Chopin, Beethoven, Mozart and Rachmaninov, etc.
Old men from old times, only their music was still alive.
She was facsinated by their music, and their grave faces which were pictured in the music book.
After she had been reading in the book for a while decided Andra to play Chopin's raindrop prelude.
The clear calm sound from the piano and all the notes she knew so well filled her and the building.
It was like traveling into another world and running in a landscape built by the imagination.
Like in a dream ended she the prelude with the last notes. They faded out slowly.
Two hands were placed on her shoulders made her wake up. She turned around and met Harley's gaze.
"You're great dear, you have been playing that piece without an error for about one hour now."
Had she been out for so long? Andrea shivered.
Harley noticed it at and put her arms around the girl.
Andrea was silent for a long time, then said: "I'm worried for how dad feels. I yelled at him yesterday, said that I hated him..."
" Why did you say you hated him?"
"I'm...just so horrible alone. I hate what I am...because...I'm nothing natural. I'm a crossbreeding, which has made me into a human-looking-something. I want to be human. I miss mom."
"So, so..." Harley rocked the girl slowly. "You still have your dad. He loves you more than anything else. He needs you and he has a hard time too. Try to understand him."
"I'm trying, but it's so hard. He made us and they kept us...why did they decide to have us when they knew how we would end up? Why?"
"You were made in a moment of love and it was love to you which made them decide to have you. Your dad tries to do everything for you."
"I know, but it's so hard..."
"Remember that your dad understands. He needs you and you need him. "
Andrea just shut her eyes and relaxed in Harley's arms.

The evening fell over the little city on Mars. The shadows grew longer and longer.
Harley was worried.
Alexander had been gone from home the whole day, he didn't show up when they had dinner either.
"He had been away too long. Something must have happend." said Harley to Andrea.
They were searching the whole house and the garden but he was nowhere to find.
"Should we call dad?"
"No, he has enough with work and problems." Harley replied and they started to search in the neighbourhood.
No results.
"Why did it have to end up to this?" Harley sighed and dialed the number to Kickstart's office.
"Yeah, Kickstart here."
"Hi Kick, it's me."
"Harley? has anything happend? Is everything okay?"
When she didn't reply at once came the question: "What has happend?"
"It is Alexander. He has been gone for hours, and hasn't showed up. We have been looking everywhere."
"I will be there in a short while!" he sounded stressed when he hung up.
Harley sighed sadly when she put down the phone again.
"Your dad is here in a few minutes."
The girl hurried outside to meet him.
After a few minutes of running could she see him when he came running towards her.
Kickstart picked her up in his arms and continued to run.
"He is gone dad, we don't know where he is." Andrea said and looked serious into her fathers green eyes.
"We will find him Andrea." He replied.
"You don't sound too sure dad..."
"I...I am sure..."

The night came closer and closer and made the searching harder for the mice who helped Kickstart and Harley.
After a few hours gave the mice up. They decided to continue their search next day.
Kickstart was almost destroyed by worry.
Andrea gave him one last look before she headed to bed. At least was Harley there to hold him company so he wasn't completely alone the whole night.
The bedroom was silent and dark so Andrea turned on her bedside lamp. It's light fell over the room and her twin brother who was standing there.
"Alexander!" she hissed. "Where the hell have you been all day? We have been looking for you as crazy!"
"I have been away, tried to find information about where mom is. If she is alive." His voice was clear but low.
"What? What information? You... YOU TALKED, Alexander! You can still TALK?" Andrea exclaimed, filled with so many diffirent feelings that she didn't know how to handle them all.
He laughed quitly and it was the mose wonderful sound she had heard for a long time.
"Of course am I able to talk." He said quietly. "I just didn't want to let my pain hurt everyone, I had nothing to say that would make them happy."
"Alexander, why did you do it? Dad loves us, he want to make our lives as good as possible..."
"Don't you feel the pain? The loneliness, the isolation? I want to be on Earth, we're Earthlings in our hearts, sis. We don't fit here."
Andrea and her brother hugged each other for a long time.
"Sure, I feel exactly like you do." She whispered. "But dad can't leave without knowing what happend to mom. And he doesn't know how to live on Earth as a human. He needs her."
He nodded in reply.
"Why did you never talk to daddy? You really should have..."
"I told you, but, I also wanted to see... How much he cares."
"Damn good way to do it!" Andrea said sharply.
"You weren't too nice to him either!" he answered her chilly.
It was too true, so Andrea shut her mouth and sighed.
"I'm going to leave, sister. And I want you to follow me."
"Why? Where are we going?"
"We have to try to find mom again. I think I know where she is. About 65 miles west of this city."
"Are you sure? How did you find out?"
"Sssh! Be quiet or they'll hear us! Anyway, I sneaked at some of those Sand Raiders..."
"You did WHAT?!"
"SSSHHHH! You heard what I said sister! I know where she is. Mom is ALIVE Andrea. But she is a captive."
Andrea didn't know what to say, she was completely stunned.
"We should tell dad...at once... " she got out after a while.
"No, no. You know what will happened then? A lot of Freedom Fighters and guys from the army will try to free her. Then will the evil ones hurt or kill her. Two kids are much more silent and innocent looking than a whole army of mice. I am leaving now. Are you following me?"
Andrea hesitated. She also understood that she would never be able to stop her brother and it was better to follow him instead of leaving him all alone. She could help him to stay out of troubles.
"I am with you, though it doesn't mean that I like it!"
"Me either, but we have to do it."

He saw his girl, Amanda. Saw her wonderful, lovely face again, and theirs two kids came running behind her.
They tried to reach him and almost succeed when suddenly the ground opened beneath them and he saw his beloved ones fall into the deep.
Kickstart screamed when Harley started to shake him violently.
Soon had the reality wiped away the last pieces of the nightmare.
"You had a bad dream, that's all," Harley said and comforted him as good as she could.
His breathing was heavy and fast.
"Where are they? Where are my kids?"
"Andrea is sleeping, Alexander is...still gone.."
"I want to check out if she is all right." Kickstart said, raised himself from the chair and walked quickly to his kid's bedroom and opened the door slowly.
The room was filled with cold, fresh air because the window was wide open.
A shudder went through Kickstart's back when he turned the lights on.
The room was empty.
Chill filled him when he looked around in the empty room.
"HARLEY!" he shouted while he ran out of the room.
She came running from the living room as fast as she could.
"What's going on K.S? "
"ANDREA IS GONE TOO!" Kickstart screamed in panic.
Though it was useless ran she into the bedroom and looked around. It was totally empty.
"They have left me! I couldn't take care of them, and now have they left..." Kickstart said, beeing on the verge of tears.
"Don't be silly!" Harley said and suddenly noticed the white note on the little table beside Andrea's bed and read it out load.

"Daddy.
I and Alexander took off to look for mommy.
He has found information by sneaking at some Sand Raiders.
Look in the east for us, about 65 miles.
Love you,
Andrea."
The silence fell over the room.
"How can they transport themselfes through a such big distance?" Harley asked Kickstart.
He didn't answer, just stood there and his gaze was very far away. His fist turned white when he spoke:
"If they hurt my kids...if they hurt them..."
"Kick!" Harley shouted so he fell out of the trance. "HOW can they travel?"
Kickstart was silent for a few seconds, then said: "I think...I think maybe they have tried to travel with some of the Sand Raiders, without their attention..."
Now, it was Harley's turn to gasp.
"We have to tell Throttle, Vinnie and Modo about this! They will help us."

"The note is all we have to go on." Kickstart finished.
Throttle sighed. The whole story was so heavy. Theirs old friend seemed to have only problems.
Vinnie and Modo were grave serious, Vinnie hadn't the silly humour he used to let everyone hear.
"Old friend..." Throttle said and sat down beside Kickstart. "You have done as much as you have could. No one can blame you for doing something wrong and I'm sure they don't. We will find them K.S. I promise we will find them."
When they went outside and Kickstart got on his bike gave he Throttle a glare and said: "I hope you guys take it very easy now."
"We will K.S. Don't worry."
Harley, Stoker and a black mouse called Spark were going to follow them and try to rescue the kids and Kick's girl.
Kickstart looked at Spark without too much joyment.
That mouse was completely black and seemed to be black inside too. Seemed to be cold as a freeze.
"Are we ready for this mission?" said Stoker. "We also have to be very careful!"
"Don't you tell me to be carefully!" said Spark chilly and put his helmet on.
"Okay, let's whip tail for Kick's family!" Vinnie yelled. Everyone glared at him, but since he didn't even notice rode they off without a word.

Two Sandraiders came driving in a special built jeep far away from the martians who just took off.
The jeep was filled with weapons and other tools the Plutarkians needed.
"You and your damn ideas!" Andrea hissed to her brother who didn't answer her.
"Oh, com'on! Stop this damn silence of yours!"
"Well, would you go with mom's life on your conscience for the rest of your life?" he finally answered. "Knowing that you maybe could have done something, but didn't, and she is dead?"
"We don't know if she is alive or not, Alexander...this is...insane!"
He brother just mumbled something she didn't hear in reply, lift up a flap of the felt which covered all weapons and looked outside.
"Rezorc!" yelled one Sand Raiders to the one in the jeep. "Take these weapons to the warehouse."
The Sand Raider mumbled an answer no one heard and drove into a big warehouse.
He stopped and jumped out of the jeep.
Under the big felt were Andrea and Alexander stunned by fear for a moment. They thought the Sand Raider was going to take out the weapons and discover them.
But they didn't have to worry. The Sand Raider only left the warehouse and a heavy silence fell over it.
The two sibs woke up from the fear's trance and jumped down from the sand car.
"Well... We are stuck in here now. What next?" Andrea asked he brother sarcastically.
"Let's go and check out if there's any exit out of here." He answered calmly.
They ran across the big floor until they reached the door the Sand Raider had entered.
Alexander opened it very carefully and looked inside.
A big corridor was everything behind the door. No living creatures as far as he could see.
"You really think it is a good idea to go inside?"
"Better than staying in that warehouse and wait for the Sand Raiders' company." he answered her and ran silently through the big corridor.
She hesitated a few seconds, but when her brother stopped and gave her an angry gaze did she shrug and followed him.
The first minutes were silent and no one met them.
Soon could they hear voices from the other side of the corridor, and they came closer.
Luckily was a door open only about four yards away, so the two earthlings ran inside the room, closed the door and waited.
Now could they hear the conversation between the rats and plutarkians who came walking.
"...and those Freedom Fighters tried to destroy the west base. Whatta mistake!"
"And they don't understand how we're planning for the big war. When that day comes, Mars will belong to us...for all time. With the Martian Government is behind..."
The voices faded out and the twins looked at each other.
"A big war!" Andrea whispered. "We have discovered something big!"
"Oh, brats! Now you have went into big trouble!" a voice sounded from behind.
The twins turned around fast as a lighting.
Behind them stood a little ugly man in white lab coat and behind him a big Plutarkian who looked to be a Plutarkian with high status.
It didn't change the fact that he looked completely horrible.
He waved to two rats who stood behind him and they went towards and caught the sibs.
They screamed and tried to get free though it was useless.
"Of course have you discovered something big, but does it matter when you never will be able to tell anyone about it. Well, I don't know WHY two stupid brats have come here, or WHO you are. But we will make sure that you never leave this place, alive." continued the Plutarkian. "Take them to the test-room."
Andrea shuddered when she heard about 'test room'.
When two guards grabbed them from behind tried they to get free. It really didn't work.
"Hmm, wait. Put them into the jail first! They are way too upset. Keep them in the little jail so they will be tired and don't make such resistance when we need them."
The rats nodded and put their strong hands over the screamins kids' mouthes, then dragged them into a room only a few yards away.
They opened the door and threw them inside.
"Enjoy your company!" one of them said and shut the door with a bang.
Andrea and her brother looked around in the room they were in.
A shadow which looked like a human stood in the darkness. not far away, unmoving.
It slowly moved towards them and suddenly fell a ray of light over the it's face.
"Mother!" Andrea whispered.
Amanda was frozen to the floor while she watched her kids she hadn't seen for over one year.
Her little daughter came up on her feet and stared at her as though she really wanted to confirm if it was her real mom or not.
The two kids threw themselfes in their mother's arms and hugged her for a long time.
Amanda felt how tears streamed from her eyes. It was so long time ago since she had held her children.

"Lord Stilton's castle." Modo muttered. "You really think all three of them are inside? I wonder how they found out about his headquarters?"
"Sneaking around Sand Raiders and rats?" mumbled Kickstart worried.
The seven mice reached the big castle and stopped for a minute.
"It looks like it's completely deserted!" said Throttle. "No guards, no plutarkians. I guess we should enter before they come back from, where-ever-they-are."
His company nodded and they drove into the big building with Stoker first.
There were only a few guards who were outknocked without problems.
"Okay, let's leave our bikes here and continue by foot!" Stoker said. "These corridors is bad to drive in!"
All mice jumped off their bikes and ran deeper into the building with the weapons ready.

"A family reunion. How sweet!" said a voice scornfully from behind.
Amanda and her kids jerked.
The Plutarkian standing in the doorway looking at them.
"Karbunkle would love to examine two kids who are a mix between Earthlings and Martians." he continued.
"So be good now kids and follow without resistance. We will not harm you...too much."
"Screw you, Stilton!" Alexander said icecold.
"Oh, what a language you have, my young man. You have sneaked enough to know my name too. I feel honoured that you show me a such interest. Guards!"
Two other rats hurried inside.
"Catch the two small mixed-breeded creatures and take them to the laboratory for examination."
Alexander and Andrea were catched by strong furry arms again and Stilton pointed at Amanda with a blaster.
"And you stay cool Earthling! Don't even try to free them. It will just be useless. You never will see them alive again anyway."
Amanda cried while the rats carried out the struggling kids
Stilton followed, but stopped by the door and said laughing: "Aww, don't cry Earthling. We won't waste their lives for nothing."
Poor Amanda sat down on the floor and continued to cry. Only a few minutes ago had they been her's again, but now were they lose forever. Soon would they be dead, sliced or operated to death by those heartless creatures.
NO! It was not allowed to happend! Not as long as she could stay straight up.
All sorrow and helpless feelings were suddenly replaced by pure anger.
In a corner laid a small iron stick and she grabbed it.
Using it as weapon would only be stupid, but she could use it at the camera in the corner.
She went straight up to hit and smashed the video camera a few times.
Not much was left of it when she was finished. Soon would the guards be there so she had to hurry.
"Locking me into THIS room alone, was not smart! Definitely not!" she told herself while she grabbed a can of oil which was standing on a shelf.
Quick footsteps cold be heard and Amanda hurried to put oil over the floor before the door.
Keys rattled outside and she waited beside the door for the right moment.
The door slammed opened and two Plutarkian guards hurried inside.
Everyone should know that it's not good to have oil beneath your feet when you're running, and the Plutarkians got to know that very quickly.
They fell to the floor with a thud while Amanda hurried outside, closed the door and locked it with the keys one of the guards fortunately had left in keyhole.
Keys were probably very usefull in the horrible castle, almost a treasure. She was glad she had them but the time was short and she had to hurry up.
She ran through the corridor and suddenly smashed into someone who grabbed her with his strong hands.

Modo opened all doors on the left side and Throttle the ones on the right side.
Vinnie, Harley and Stoker watched the way behind them, Spark and Kickstart watched the way before them.
It continued in that way until they heard quick footsteps comming closer. The person would reach them in a few seconds.
They put up their weapons and were ready to kill.
Only a few seconds later rounded someone the corner and ran into Spark.
He grabbed the person firm, but released her when he recognized who she was.
Amanda stared at them and then fell her gaze on Kickstart.
Her husband, she had almost giving up the hope about seeing him again.
Kickstart went up to her, wrapped his strong arms around her waist and picked her up from the floor in a big hug.
No one said anything, they just didn't need to. Her arms around his neck, she rested against him and let all the feelings of fear and despair just fade out.
They were finally together again.
"Our kids...we have to find them Kickstart...otherwise...will they hurt our kids...they will kill them..."
"What?!"
He let go of her and she watched him and his company while she continued: "They took them to the lab. We have to get them before Karbunkle..."
Her voice broke and tears glittered in her eyes.
Modo's eye flamed.
"Let's hurry up!" he growled. "I will personally take care of Karbunkle!"
Amanda threw the keys to Throttle.
"Hurry!" she shouted and began to run.
"Thanks!" replied Throttle and ran after her, tight followed by the other mice.

"Don't be scared little girl...this is not gonna hurt." said Karbunkle while he filled a syringe with morphine.
Andrea sat captured in a kind of chair and shook by fear
Three Plutarkians and two rats guarded the room, and one of them prevented Alexander from escaping by holding him firmly.
"NO! Stay away from me!" Andrea shouted.
"Hold still!" Karbunkle snapped and grabbed her right arm.
He gave the shaking child the injection and grinned evilly when she slowly relaxed and fell into sleep.
"Now for the second one." He said and the grey rat who held Alexander put him into another chair roughly.

"There! There is the lab!" Andrea gasped and pointed at the closed door.
"Wow, could you know that?" Vinnie asked who hadn't noticed the word on the door: "LAB"
Andrea didn't answer him and stood there, grave and silent when Stoker walked up to her and opened the door a little.
He saw Andrea laying unconscious on a table and Alexander sat shaking on a chair, hold by a big rat.
Beside the rat bastard stood Karbunkle preparing a syringe with a few guards around.
Stoker turned around in rage, talked quiet and with noticeable wrath: "We have no time to lose. Let's do it now!"
His fellows nodded and Stoker kicked in the door with a load bang.
Karbunkle dropped the syring in surprise when the mice stormed into the room and attacked the enemies.
One rat attacked Stoker with a load scream. Stoker ducked and gave him a hard punsch in the stomache, dragged him up again and knocked the rat out completely.
Another one pulled up a big knife. Its cold steel shone in the light of the fluorescent tubes.
He went to attack with a shrill sound.
Amanda were stunned by fear when the big creature came flying with her as target, but broke the paralysis and got out of the way. When the rat turned around to locate her did she give him a hard kick in the scrotch.
That rat lost all his energy by a sudden and went down completely when Kickstart gave him a punch, hard enough to make him chill out for a long time.
By now were their enemies down for counting.
Amanda ran up to her son and grabbed him while Kickstart leaned over his daughter.
She wasn't dead, she was sleeping. Her face calm and her breathing was normal.
Kickstart felt how that cold chilliness inside left him when he picked up a still living Andrea.
"Looks like the operation was successful." Stoker said, smiling wide.
Kickstart gave him a gaze filled with happiness in reply.
Now were they all together again and no one could separate them again. No one would be able to!
"We have to get out of here!" Amanda said quickly. "Before they all come back. They will have a lot of weapons with them and we won't have a chance. They're planning a big war!
The mice froze into their bones.
"As I suspected!" Throttle thought for himself. "They will try to take over the whole planet now."
"Why do you have to run so fast?" gasped Alexander while he ran behind Spark.
The tall black mouse stopped, picked him up and continue to run with the others.
"The Biker Mice From Mars, plus a lot of important freedomfighters, and two kids ready for Karbuncle's lab! What a day!"
Stilton's triumphant voice echoed in the corridor and the group stopped before their bikes.
Plutarkians and Sand Raiders stood there and wated for them with their weapons ready.
"Well done Biker Mice, but that wasn't enough. You're finished."
"Not without a fight!" Throttle yelled and pulled up his blaster.
Once again a fight occured. Spark put down Andrea and Alexander behind the motorcycles and said to the bikes: "Now watch these two and protect them. Is that understood?"
The biker engines gave a low sound as reply.
Spark joined the fight. They fought for their lives and were successful.
Stilton had escaped the battle when he saw that they were going to lose, and when Vinnie knocked out the last rat sounded Spark's voice, sharp and upset through them all: "Kick! Amanda! Your boy has been hit! He is hurt badly!"
They ran over to Spark who had fell down on his knees before the injured kid.
Alexander was laying on the ground, not moving, hardly not breathing. His clothes were painted with red blood.
Spark's sharp face showed deep grief, something unfamiliar when it came to him.
"He will not survive...I am...sorry... A rat shot at the bikes and hit him... and the bikes were not fast enough..."
The bikes stood there, not moving, their control panels were not flashing. They seemed to be completely in a stand-by mode, like they shared the sorrow.
Kickstart shook his head endlessly, couldn't stop. He fell down before Alexander and laid his hand on his forehead.
It was still warm, his little body struggled against death into the last moments.
Amanda fell down at the other side of him and caressed her son's cheeks, so stunned that she hardly couldn't move.
"Breathe, my son. Breathe!" Kickstart shook him carefully. "Breathe, you have to breathe Alexander... breathe...please...breathe..."
The boy laid silent and didn't breathe anymore.
Amanda started to cry and her hands searched desperately for any pulse or life sign from her son without results.
She looked up at Kickstart, then at the others and shouted with a voice filled with clear pain: "He has always been with me! HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN WITH ME! AND NOW...HE'S DEAD!"
Probably was she about to break down completly.
"I felt him grow...inside me... I gave birth to him... he...was...with me...he was...mine... my boy ...AND NOW...he is...gone...FOREVER! HE...IS...GONE! HE HAS BEEN...WITH ME...ALWAYS! "
Amanda couldn't say anymore and cried out her bottomless sorrow.
Kickstart laid his arms around her and held her as tight as he could, trying to comfort her.
The others stood around them, silently.
They all shared the loss, a six years old child who had been with them his whole life, who now was dead.
Andrea didn't cry because she was asleep. She dreamt like children do: of the life like a big and good place, a treasure.
The night fell over Mars, life would never be the same again.

Alexander was dead, no one could deny it. He was gone and had left his life too early, way too early for beeing just a kid who had the whole life before him.
His parents had problably not been dealing too well with the sorrow if they hadn't got one child left, unharmed.
Andrea cried a lot too, her beatiful kid dream were crushed, maybe for good. Though everything could she take her brother's death better than anyone else.
"Kids do have a great ability to accept how life changes." Harley told Amanda one day. "Even if they are harmed psychically can they move on more easily than any adult."
They sat in the living room in a little house which laid in a town called Tharos.
Kickstart and she had moved with Andrea because that city contained schools and a wonderful nature.
Tharos were a well known city, mostly because of the beautiful butterflies which lived only there.
Andrea was incredible happy to leave the isolated and lonely place where she had grown up her first seven years.
She had no big problems to get among with martian teenagers. Her parents agreed about that it was probably one big reason to why she could handle her sorrow much better than they did.
Amanda held a cup of tea in her hands and looked at it and said: "It was now almost one year since Alexander left us...still do the sorrow torture me sometimes."
"I understand...I understand..." said Harley silently.
"Harley... Do you know that I can't have more children? I was damaged when I gave birth last time... Andrea is all I got..."
"I know Amanda. But it's wonderful to see Andrea. She is beautiful, intelligent and strong-minded. You should be very proud of her. And she is alive. She deserves you and you deserve to have her. You deserve to be really happy again, one day."
They were silent for a long time and the evening fell over the town outside the house.
A wonderful, light evening which smelled of flowers and the sound of shouting children who were playing outside, until their parents yelled at them to come in and have supper.
The door opened and soon entered a very tired Kickstart the living room.
"Oh, hi there Harley." He said and smiled tiredly.
"Hi Kick. You okay? You look so exhausted."
"I am allright, but I am very tired."
"Don't work too much Kick, it's not good for you. Not good for anyone. I have to go. See you tomorrow." Harley waved to them and exited the room. They were left alone.
Kickstart sat down in an armchair and they looked at each other in silence.
Amanda got up from the cough, walked over to him and sat down in his lap.
He put his arms around her and kissed her forehead tenderly.
They sat like that for a long time, while the darkness fell outside and the town went more and more quiet.
No one of them said a word. Words were not needed. They stayed silent and only looked each other in the eyes.
"I would like to have a baby Kickstart." Said Amanda after awhile. "But I can't have more children, and besides... No kid can ever replace Alexander, no one..."
The martian kissed her again while he rocked her slowly and comforting.
"We have Andrea, honey... We also have to heal our wounds though it will be hard. Our son will always stay in our hearts."
"I know, but I loved him so. God, I love you and Andrea so badly Kick. You and her are the ones who are my life. I don't want to lose you, I would not be able to continue to live if I lost you. "
He stroke his hand over her nutbrown hair and looked deep into her eyes.
"Don't worry , I will not leave you alone. Andrea won't leave you either."
She relaxed and let him comfort her and tried to gain more strenght.
Andrea was sleeping with some friend that night. They were alone.
When the time was 01:19am said Kickstart tenderly: "We have to go to bed now, darlin'."
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
They fell on the bed in each others arms kissing.

Andrea played a melancholic prelude on the piano.
The prelude sounded sad, but comforting in some way.
She sat in the living-room and played the big black piano which had been in her life since she was four years old.
That was nine years ago, time went on so fast.
She had wished she could play Rachmaninov some years ago and now could she play one of his Preludes.
While she played came the memories of the big war, only months after Alexander's death.
Modo had been captured, Vincent had disappeared and Throttle had been injured badly.
But the evil plutarkians were gone for good and more places like Tharos, the city she had lived in when Alexander been alive, could grow up.
Many mice were wiped out in the big war. The fear had been horrible. All days had she wondered if her dad was still alive, or if Plutarkians suddenly would storm into their house and take her with them.
Neither of it happend luckily.
Harley and Stoker were alive too.
She was so happy that the war finally was over, she only wished that Modo and Vinnie who had rescued her, her mother and brother would be safe and sound somewhere.
The sound of the other prelude she started to play was hard and stern.
While she played wandered her thoughts away and the reality was turned off.
Her father entered the room and watched his daughter play.
She was not that little girl anymore, she had grown up to be a young and very beautiful teenager who looked much like her mother.
Kickstart suddenly felt very old, though he was only 46.
When she stopped playing walked Kickstart up to her, immediately recognized Andrea his presence and raised from the piano chair.
"You play so wonderfully, my daughter." he said, smiled and they hugged.
No answer, they looked at each other for a while.
When Andrea looked at her grey dad, his green eyes and that white ear he had could she see that he was still young, but looked so old and tired.
"Love you dad." she whispered and stroke his furry cheek. A smile formed his face and his eyes became more clear while she told him that.
"I love you too, honey."
She turned her head away and said: "I have to continue practising."
The calm pieces filled the house.
It took Kickstart a pretty long time before he could stop watching her.
He left her and walked out of the living room while he let the music fill his ears.
From the piano came the last tones and faded out in the air for all time.

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