Chapter Nine: Warehouse 23, Two Block away: 8:00pm
Author: Mandragoran
Rating: PG- For language and violence
Authors note: Takes place inbetween Confessions and A night alone. Before
Jessie returns. Please Read and Review.
Disclaimer: I personally own none of the orginal BMFM but I do own my own
characters. Please get permision before using them...thanks.
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Warehouse 23, Two blocks away: 8:00pm

"If you've harmed one hair on her head…" The Vinnie threatened gritting
his teeth in anger.

"Vin, chill." Throttle warned, placing a hand on the hot heads arm to hold
him back. "How do we know you haven't hurt her?"

Fury smiled softly although the three mice couldn't see it. The warehouse
was mostly in shadows and he had come here before hand to make sure that
he was positioned in the right spot to see them but they had a hard time
seeing him…

"I haven't. " He replied "She'll be returned to her garage safe and sound
when you three turn yourselves over to Limburger." Fury shrugged "If you
don't…well…things could get messy."

"Why you stinkin' Plutarkian boot licker." Modo hissed at him clenching
his metal fist.

"Nothing personal…" he replied "It's just a business arrangement. You've
pissed off Limburger pretty royally. He's offering a lot to get you mice
in his hands once and for all."

"And I always though it was good thing to be popular." Vinnie muttered
under his breath.

"Can it Vincent." Throttle muttered at him. "We're not going anywhere
till we know Charlie's safe." He insisted

Fury sighed, he had known this was probably going to happen. He removed
the portable communicator from his pocket. "Base camp…they want a
confirmation from you."

~Base camp here...~ Mat's voice came back ~I'll put her on…hang on.~

Fury held up the device and Charlie's voice echoed through the old
warehouse.

~Don't do it guys! You can't give yourself up to Lim-~

Her voice was dragged away and Mats came back.

~She's fine…I'm starting to agree with you about the gag however.~

Fury chuckled "I'll be back in a bit…I'm sure you can handle the vixen
until then."

Mat laughed back "I'll see you soon Fuzz-b-~

Laser fire and Mat's yell of surprise cut off the transmission.

"Base camp?" Fury held the transmitter and frowned as more laser fire was
heard. "Base camp?!"

The three mice looked at one another and moved forward.

"Mat?!" Fury shook the transmitter as if it would somehow bring Mat's
voice back to him. "Damn it! Mat! Answer me!"

Throttle place a hand on the one holding the transmitter and they both
looked at one another. Fury's eyes narrowed and he pulled his hand away.

~I'm afraid Mat is not able to answer at the moment.~ Limburgers voice
came through the transmitter a moment later. ~He's a little tied up at the
moment.~

"Why you double crossing…" Fury started.

Limburger laugh came back. ~What did you expect dear boy…I'm a villain
after all. Now I suggest if you ever want to see the human of yours you'll
bring me back that hundred gold gills I paid you earlier.~

Fury wished he could have had Limburger in the same room with him in that
moment, so he could rip his throat out.

~Oh and are those three bothersome mice with you?~ Limburger asked.

Throttle grabbed the transmitter from the younger mouse's hand ignoring
the angry glare he sent his way. "We're here Limburger."

~Oh good. I just want you to know I have that annoying female mechanic
with me also. The terms are the same, you three for her. I expect you all
in the next hour or so…ta ta…~ A loud crunch was heard and then static…

Throttle grabbed Fury by his leather jacket and shoved him against the
warehouse wall. "What's your part in this?"

Vinnie shoved a gun in Fury's face. "I suggest you start squeelin'"

Modo had his arm cannon shove on the other side of his face. "And
quickly." He put in.

Throttle smiled grimily "Or how did you put it? Things could get messy."

Fury stared up at Throttle "Can the tough guy tactics." He suggested "The
intimidation factor is not working. I underestimated Limburger. I never
meant the girl to get in danger."

"You just kidnapped her!" Vinnie growled.

He looked over at the white mouse. "Can you think of a better way to NOT
have a gun shoved in your face and your head blown off?" He looked pointly
at the two of them still pointing weapons at him.

Throttle nodded and the two of them reluctantly lowered their weapons.
Throttle let go of his jacket. "What I don't understand is why a mouse is
helping a Plutarkian." Throttle said still frowning at him. "After
everything they've done…"

Fury shrugged, straightening his jacket "I heard they occupied Mars for a
while…what's that have to do with me?"

"Excuse me?" Vinnie shook his head and looked to Modo "Did I just hear
what I think I heard?"

"Plutarkians tear up his planet and kill half the population and he wants
to know what it has to do with him?" Modo mumbles shocked.

Fury held up his hand. "First of all, I may be a mouse but Mars is not my
home." He looked to Throttle "I've never even set foot on the Planet. Hey
I sympathize with your plight and wish you all the luck but business is
business…I gotta ship to worry about. She needs repairs and it ain't
cheep."

Throttle snorted in disgust "Common guys, we've gotta rescue Charlie-girl…
we've wasted enough time with this…traitor." He spat the word angrily.

Fury's expression darkened. "Now wait just a minute mister high and
mighty." He reached out and grabbed a hold of Throttle's arm.

Throttle looked down at it then back up at him. "I suggest you remove
that." He said darkly "Unless you want to rumble, punk."

Fury removed his hand. "Any time, any place hot shot." He grinned "Have to
warn ya, I won't go easy on ya.

"You just worry about yourself kid." Throttle glared

Fury threw his jacket to the one side, wondering if he could really take
the mouse in front of him. It had been a long time since he'd been in a
fistfight with anyone and the mouse looked like he could more then handle
himself in a brawl.

Vinnie and Modo both backed up giving them space as the two mice circled
each other, fists balled, both wearing the same glaring expression.

"Bro…" Vinnie whispered side long to Modo. "Is it just me or…"

Modo shook his head "It's not just you bro…" he confirmed "I see the
resemblance too."

Vinnie cocked and eyebrow. "But that's impossible."

Modo nodded then winced as Fury got in the first hit blooding Throttles
mouth.

"Ah Throttle…I'd love to see you pound the snot out of him, but Charlie?"
Vinnie reminded their fearless leader.

Throttle seemed not to hear him. Throttle threw the next punch and Fury
caught it in the nose.

"Business before pleasure bro…" Modo tried "Remember?"

At the reply of only grunts as fists landed blows, Modo looked to Vinnie
and shrugged. " `Spose we could break um up." He suggested "I'll grab
Throttle you take the kid?"

Vinnie smirked "Gladly, Throttle hits like a tank."

The two watched for a lull in the fighting then dove in, coming out each
with an arm full of tan mouse.

Vinnie winced as one of Fury's right hooks had connected with his good eye.
"Is it to late to pick which one to take?" He groaned, struggling to
contain Fury.

Modo grunted as Throttle tugged against his restraining hand on either arm.
"Throttle…bro…Charlie? Limburger only gave us an hour." He reminded the
still furious mouse, it made Modo glad that Throttle was the level headed
one of the group.

Throttle nodded and stopped struggling. "Your right…" he touched his tongue
to his mouth tentively. "Punks got a good right hook. I'll give him that."
Throttle grunted.

"Tell me about it." Vinnie muttered still holding on to Fury, the mouse
however had ceased his struggling also. "Should we hang onto him or what?"
Vinnie asked.

Throttle seemed to be contemplating dark thoughts before he shook his head.
"Leave him. He's got his own problems."

Throttle turned his back and waved his hand for the other two to follow.
Modo and Vinnie paused for a moment looking between Fury and Throttle
before following Throttle out of the warehouse.