Disclaimer: I do not own TaleSpin and they were never meant to be in the somewhat interesting situations that I am putting them in.
ChangesThey had been on the island for five years now. A long time by anyone's standards, but especially for them. The two were not treated well here on Pirate Island. It could be worse though they often thought. They could be dead. Or maybe that would be better. Of course they knew that was not true. Hope was still there that they would be rescued, although that hope was fading as the years went by. They often thought back to the day it happened.
Five years ago at Higher for Hire"Kit, get down here. You have a run in less than an hour. Are you still asleep? How can you possibly still be asleep?" Rebecca asked astonished as it was already close to 11:00 in the morning.
"Because me and Baloo just got back from Louie's at five o'clock this morning." Kit explained as he groggily walked down the stairs stretching.
"Then how did he actually get left on time at eight o'clock this morning? He can't leave on time then if he goes to bed the afternoon before?"
"Simple. He never went to sleep." Kit said smirking, as he went off to find something for breakfast (quickly turning into lunch).
Rebecca, who had gone over to her desk to do some paperwork, stopped and looked over at Kit sitting at the kitchen table eating some cereal. Her thoughts went back, as they often did anymore, to a few short years ago when he wasn't even in any of their lives. Okay, it was more than just a few years ago. Closer to about seven, but it still didn't seem that long.
Just then Kit got up and started heading out the door to load the cargo.
"Ya know Ms. Cunningham, since we're making so much more money that we can hire me as an extra pilot, I think that we could also hire someone to load cargo for us." Kit said jokingly as he continued out the door.
"In your dreams Kit, in your dreams."
Rebecca had never told him that they didn't actually make enough more to hire another pilot. Her and Baloo had both taken pretty substantial pay cuts to keep him on board. They both knew what Kit would do if he didn't have a job at Higher for Hire. His other dream, the one that they all were terrified of. Joining the Cape Suzette Air Force. That was one of the most dangerous occupations available. She didn't even want to imagine what it would do to all of them if something happened to Kit. Especially what it would do to Baloo. Since he had graduated high school a few months before, she was pretty sure that they spent every waking moment either flying or spending time with each other. Besides, Baloo would give up any amount of money to be able to work side by side with his son.
A loud thud snapped Rebecca out of her daze. She jumped up out of her chair, sending it flying across the room, and ran out the front door to see what had happened. To her horror she saw Kit lying on the dock with blood trickling down his head. Dumptruck stood over him holding a piece of board from a box that they had broken against the side of the dock. Before Rebecca could do anything she was grabbed from behind and quickly tied up, blindfolded, and gagged.
She herself was never knocked out. Which could have been a crueler punishment. It left her to spend the several hour plane ride hysterically worrying. She was scared to death that they had killed Kit. They had loaded him up like he was a prisoner too, but he hadn't moved this entire time. 'He hasn't moved this entire time. You would think he would once, just once.' She also worried about her daughter. 'What will she do if something happens to me? Will Baloo take care of her? Do I want Baloo to take care of her? I'm just glad that she was at school today.'
Suddenly she realized that the plane had stopped. They had landed, but where? She had really lost all sense of time and direction once they were past the Cape Suzette cliffs. 'How did they get past the cliff guns?'
She felt a gust of cool air hit her as she realized that a door in the back of the plane was opened. It was not the warm tropical air that she was used to. 'Where did he take us to? Will Baloo know where to find us?'
She shivered as she felt the cold edge of a cutlass pressed up against the side of her face. She immediately knew whom it belonged to. There was no question in her mind that standing only a few inches away from her was Don Karnage. She tried to keep completely quite. She knew that she could not speak with the gag in her mouth, and she knew that hearing her muffled screams would only bring him joy.
"Aaaahh, Rebecca Cunningham, so nice of you to join us here. I hope that your time here will be pleasurable and your accommodations comfortable at your stay in my beautiful home-type-place." With that she felt the broad width of the cutlass press up against her face, leaving only the slightest drip of blood to slowly stream down her face. She heard him walking towards the back door.
"Oh, and by the way, your bumbling Babaloo will not find us. I have made quite sure that he is uh, taken care of, if you know what I mean." With this Karnage continued walking out the door of the plane leaving only stillness inside.
Rebecca felt that she could no longer hold back her emotion anymore. She started sobbing at the thought of what could happen to Baloo. Then she looked over at Kit. She couldn't even tell if he was breathing. He was too far away. She didn't hear anything though.
At that moment there was a loud bang as the back door was once again thrown open. This time it was one of the lesser pirates, she could tell that. This one did not have the grace, the smoothness that the one before had.
"The boss says that we have to put them in the dungeons."
"But what if they don't want to go to the dungeons. Remember the boss said to make them comfortable."
"You idiot."
Back at Higher for Hire
Baloo jumped out of his plane at the site that he saw as he was landing the Sea Duck. Kit's plane was still here. There were broken pieces of board all around the dock. And the door to the building was wide open without a person in sight.
"Oh my God! Is that what I think it is. Is it, is it – blood?"
"Becky, Becky are ya here?" Baloo yelled as he ran inside of the building. What he saw horrified him. It had completely been trashed. There were papers strewn all across the floor, and the safe had been broken into.
On the staircase he saw something. It was a note pinned onto the banister with a knife.
Dear Mr. Babaloo,
We have the annoying business-type-lady-person and also Mr. Clownkicker. Not that he will be bothering us for a while. You will not be able to find them, so don't even try.
Don Karnage
"That bastard! I have to find them."
'My boy, he's got my boy. My boy, he's got my boy. Oh, and Becky too. He's got my boy.' Baloo thought as he ran out to his plane to go and start a search for his missing friends. Where, he had not decided yet.
