Alissa: Dude, thanks :) I haven't felt like I been doing the series justice these last two chapters ((including this new one)). LOL, yeah, I made Karnage pretty strange yet realitic in a way. You are totally right about the obsession thing. When I first wrote this series four years ago, I was big time into pschology because my mom was in getting her degree in counseling. All the pyschology I was learning at the time spilled over into my fics. Just wait until the next part in this series, it digs deep in that subject. The 'baby' talk is coming soon :P
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Molly moped around Higher for Hire bored out of her mind. Without Shawn around, she didn't have much to do. She could barely remember what she use to do before they met. She wanted out of the depressing building, but couldn't go anywhere...*because of my stupid punishment*. The anger she felt toward Don Karnage didn't help either, making her mind frequently think of devastating ways of how to get rid of him so maybe her misery could subside. She walked up to Kit and Guinna's room where they were discussing plans to fly to the island that housed Karnage's slave camp.
"I think we should take the SeaDuck this time," Kit was saying, not hearing Molly's footsteps. ", since Wildcat still hasn't fixed the holes in the Stargazer from our last excursions. Do you think he's telling the truth, Guinna?"
Guinna keep her gaze at the patchwork quilt utop their bed. "He was so.......sympathetic. I didn't want to believe him, but..." she looked up at Kit. "I'm afraid I do. What can he do now? He's caught."
"I think he still has a few tricks up his sleeve. We need to be extra careful going to that island. But, do you think he's really going to help us?"
Guinna heaved. Kit keep asking questions she had no solid answer to. "I hope so."
Just then, Molly stumbled into their doorway. "Can I go for a walk?" she asked, brushing the hair out her eyes.
"You know you can't" Kit said, standing up. He grabbed a pony-tail holder from the night stand, and pulled the girl's hair into a pony-tail.
"You said I couldn't see Shawn. You never said I couldn't go for a walk."
"It's dangerous right now."
Molly shot daggers at him. "You call outside dangerous." She pointed to the doorway. "Danger is right in our downstairs closet! And, what's going on around here? What is this talk about going to an island?"
Guinna sat Molly down on the bed and explained the whole story in detail. She was almost on the verge of tears when Guinna ended.
"Your saying Mom and Baloo might be alive? I don't believe it."
"We don't know if they are. That's why we're going to go there."
Molly stood, backing away from the bed. "What will you do when you get there? What if they aren't there? Will you leave? Will you free the rest of the slave?"
"After we see if they're there, we'll phone the police for help" Kit answered.
"That doesn't sound like you two."
Kit stood always, and grasped her shoulder. "We can't take risk anymore, Molly. We're responsible for a lot of things now."
Molly was frozen in place, digesting all that had been said from the moment she walked in the room. Her whole life seemed to had just fallen from the sky and splattered to the ground. She wanted to believe so much that her mother and Baloo were alive, but how could she? She jerked her arm away, and stormed out without saying a word.
"Kit." He stopped at Guinna's voice. "Just leave her alone for now."
Molly ran down the stairs. She wanted to escape, disappear forever. Thoughts of hurrying to Shawn's house ran through her mind more than anything else, but she chose to talk with Wildcat instead. Passing by the downstairs closet, she heard her name being called. She paused then opened the door.
"What do you want?" she asked Karnage, scornfully.
"Could you please give me a moment of your time, my little bearess." Molly rolled her eyes at the comment, and began to close the door. "Wait! Molly, came back. I want to say one thing to you please."
Molly hesitated, knowing it wasn't the greatest idea to talk to Karnage alone. Nagging doubts that needed to be proven keep her there. "Get it over with."
Karnage smiled, slyly. "Did Guinna and Cloudkeeker tell you why I'm here and what they are planning to do?"
"They finally did. What does that have to do with what you want to tell me?"
"It is true your mother is still alive."
Molly shook her head. "That's impossible. She fell out the Iron Vulture with Baloo."
"But, they are alive" Karnage said, quickly. "Trust me for once. Go with us to the slave camp and you will see your mommy again."
Molly had enough. She slammed the door, and ran out to the dock. Karnage had planted even more doubt into her mind. Maybe it would work for his advantage. Molly wiped away warm tears as she hurried to go see Wildcat.
The sun set over the barren island of that once was Bermundas. A large, gray bear slumped back to his bunker. He had welded for hours that day, and was purely exhausted. He fell on the ragged hammock hanging in the small hut-like building. A petite brown bear walked in after him.
"Hey, Baloo."
"Hey, Becky. How was work today?"
"Terrible" she replied, sitting on a crate near the door. "I had to do inventory on nails today."
Baloo groaned. "You call that hard? I had to make all them nails."
"Well, there's no need to fuss about it. It won't help." Rebecca paused, a forlorn look passing across her face. "I had a dream about the kids last night. They were all grown up and their lives were going on without us. I wish I knew how they are."
Baloo rolled off the hammock, and put his arm around his old friend. "Don't worry, Becky. O'Karnie told us they had escaped. I know they have to be all right. Molly had Kit and Guinna to take care of her."
"I know. Guinna...the poor girl just received a real place to call home. And Kit...he lost the only parents he ever knew. What if Molly was put in an orphanage?" The more she went on, the more frantic she became.
"Becky, calm down. We've been over these questions several time in the pass few years we been here. We gotta keep hoping that one day soon someone will come free everyone here."
Rebecca wiped a tear from her cheek. "I wonder if things would be different if the kids were *here*?"
"I think we'd worry even more about them." Baloo hobbled back to his hammack.
"You might be right" Rebecca replied, nodding. "I need to get back to my hut. I'll see you tomorrow."
"It'll be okay, Beck. You'll see." Rebecca tried to smile before slipping outside.
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Molly moped around Higher for Hire bored out of her mind. Without Shawn around, she didn't have much to do. She could barely remember what she use to do before they met. She wanted out of the depressing building, but couldn't go anywhere...*because of my stupid punishment*. The anger she felt toward Don Karnage didn't help either, making her mind frequently think of devastating ways of how to get rid of him so maybe her misery could subside. She walked up to Kit and Guinna's room where they were discussing plans to fly to the island that housed Karnage's slave camp.
"I think we should take the SeaDuck this time," Kit was saying, not hearing Molly's footsteps. ", since Wildcat still hasn't fixed the holes in the Stargazer from our last excursions. Do you think he's telling the truth, Guinna?"
Guinna keep her gaze at the patchwork quilt utop their bed. "He was so.......sympathetic. I didn't want to believe him, but..." she looked up at Kit. "I'm afraid I do. What can he do now? He's caught."
"I think he still has a few tricks up his sleeve. We need to be extra careful going to that island. But, do you think he's really going to help us?"
Guinna heaved. Kit keep asking questions she had no solid answer to. "I hope so."
Just then, Molly stumbled into their doorway. "Can I go for a walk?" she asked, brushing the hair out her eyes.
"You know you can't" Kit said, standing up. He grabbed a pony-tail holder from the night stand, and pulled the girl's hair into a pony-tail.
"You said I couldn't see Shawn. You never said I couldn't go for a walk."
"It's dangerous right now."
Molly shot daggers at him. "You call outside dangerous." She pointed to the doorway. "Danger is right in our downstairs closet! And, what's going on around here? What is this talk about going to an island?"
Guinna sat Molly down on the bed and explained the whole story in detail. She was almost on the verge of tears when Guinna ended.
"Your saying Mom and Baloo might be alive? I don't believe it."
"We don't know if they are. That's why we're going to go there."
Molly stood, backing away from the bed. "What will you do when you get there? What if they aren't there? Will you leave? Will you free the rest of the slave?"
"After we see if they're there, we'll phone the police for help" Kit answered.
"That doesn't sound like you two."
Kit stood always, and grasped her shoulder. "We can't take risk anymore, Molly. We're responsible for a lot of things now."
Molly was frozen in place, digesting all that had been said from the moment she walked in the room. Her whole life seemed to had just fallen from the sky and splattered to the ground. She wanted to believe so much that her mother and Baloo were alive, but how could she? She jerked her arm away, and stormed out without saying a word.
"Kit." He stopped at Guinna's voice. "Just leave her alone for now."
Molly ran down the stairs. She wanted to escape, disappear forever. Thoughts of hurrying to Shawn's house ran through her mind more than anything else, but she chose to talk with Wildcat instead. Passing by the downstairs closet, she heard her name being called. She paused then opened the door.
"What do you want?" she asked Karnage, scornfully.
"Could you please give me a moment of your time, my little bearess." Molly rolled her eyes at the comment, and began to close the door. "Wait! Molly, came back. I want to say one thing to you please."
Molly hesitated, knowing it wasn't the greatest idea to talk to Karnage alone. Nagging doubts that needed to be proven keep her there. "Get it over with."
Karnage smiled, slyly. "Did Guinna and Cloudkeeker tell you why I'm here and what they are planning to do?"
"They finally did. What does that have to do with what you want to tell me?"
"It is true your mother is still alive."
Molly shook her head. "That's impossible. She fell out the Iron Vulture with Baloo."
"But, they are alive" Karnage said, quickly. "Trust me for once. Go with us to the slave camp and you will see your mommy again."
Molly had enough. She slammed the door, and ran out to the dock. Karnage had planted even more doubt into her mind. Maybe it would work for his advantage. Molly wiped away warm tears as she hurried to go see Wildcat.
The sun set over the barren island of that once was Bermundas. A large, gray bear slumped back to his bunker. He had welded for hours that day, and was purely exhausted. He fell on the ragged hammock hanging in the small hut-like building. A petite brown bear walked in after him.
"Hey, Baloo."
"Hey, Becky. How was work today?"
"Terrible" she replied, sitting on a crate near the door. "I had to do inventory on nails today."
Baloo groaned. "You call that hard? I had to make all them nails."
"Well, there's no need to fuss about it. It won't help." Rebecca paused, a forlorn look passing across her face. "I had a dream about the kids last night. They were all grown up and their lives were going on without us. I wish I knew how they are."
Baloo rolled off the hammock, and put his arm around his old friend. "Don't worry, Becky. O'Karnie told us they had escaped. I know they have to be all right. Molly had Kit and Guinna to take care of her."
"I know. Guinna...the poor girl just received a real place to call home. And Kit...he lost the only parents he ever knew. What if Molly was put in an orphanage?" The more she went on, the more frantic she became.
"Becky, calm down. We've been over these questions several time in the pass few years we been here. We gotta keep hoping that one day soon someone will come free everyone here."
Rebecca wiped a tear from her cheek. "I wonder if things would be different if the kids were *here*?"
"I think we'd worry even more about them." Baloo hobbled back to his hammack.
"You might be right" Rebecca replied, nodding. "I need to get back to my hut. I'll see you tomorrow."
"It'll be okay, Beck. You'll see." Rebecca tried to smile before slipping outside.