Marvin the Martian and the Martian Queen are copyrighted to Warner Bros
2004
The Co-stars of this story are of My Property Jenny M. Stead 2004
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By: Jenny M. Stead
Chapter 15
Venna sprang up from her grounded spot as the Centurian robot grew closer to her.
"Need not to be afraid you're majesty", the Queen howled in laughter, "it can only hurt you on my command." Still the young queen wasn't going to take any chances. She picked up a stone from the ground as she chucked it straight at the robot's head. Before the stone hit the Centurian robot, its arm rose up in the air as it shot a plasma beam destroying the rock. Venna gave another shriek in terror as she fell to the ground. Hovering like a wasp ready to sting, the robot approached Venna as it shoved its plasma gunned hand two inches in font of Venna's face.
"I'm asking you again Queen Venna", the Queen announced, "Stop that force of yours, and you shall live."
"But I can't!" Venna pleaded in tears as the Queen gave the robot a small signal to fire. Venna starred wide eyed toward the plasma cannon in front of her face. She could see the green inter core begin to heat up. Quickly the young queen threw her whole body to the ground as she could hear the humming sounds of the plasma cannon.
"Marvin!" she shouted out in fright.
Marvin was breathing harder than ever at this moment. He glared down toward the helpless girl and the ground in anxiety to what he was about to do. The Queen on the other hand, was clenching the banister with all her strength. Marvin could almost see her nails embedding themselves within the hard rubble. Martin glared down toward his younger brother, he knew exactly what was about to happen. Before Venna could get out another scream, the humming stopped and the green glow from the gun disappeared. Venna glared up in alarm as she rolled over to prevent the dead robot from falling on her.
The young queen rose up from the dirt as she beheld a confusing sight. The Centurian robot had what looked like a hole from a plasma blast through its chest. Venna glared up toward the royal balcony in amazement, as did the Queen toward her high commander. The entire arena gasped in anger toward what was happening.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" the Queen spoke though clenched teeth toward Marvin, who was holding his brother's plasma gun. Marvin didn't answer. He gave a reassuring glance toward Martin as he jumped down from the balcony. Martin's stomach sank toward what he was doing.
"Stop Him!" the Queen of Mars shouted in fury, as Martin saw his brother hit the ground.
"What are you doing?" Venna shouted confused of the situation, as Marvin snatched her arm heading for the nearest exit.
"We've got no time", Marvin shouted, "it's up to my bother now!"
By the time that they had left the arena, the Queen had already called upon an army of Centurian robots.
"I want him dead, do you hear me?" she demanded to them, "Do not bring him back here ALIVE!" The Centurians raced onward toward Marvin and Venna.
"You're majesty if I can explain!" Martin was regretting what he was about to do. The Queen spun around to him in anger as he knelt down on one knee.
"My brother is under what they call, Venusian Mind Control", he lied.
"Venusian what?" she screamed in anguish.
"Venusian Mind Control, you're majesty!" Martin shouted, "My brother brought it to my attention a few years back!"
"And just how am I supposed to believe this?" she shouted!
"She said his name!" He was looking for some kind of an excuse.
Meanwhile running for their lives, Marvin and Venna were dodging every blast made from the Centurian robots chasing them.
"Quick in here!" Marvin commanded as they raced into an abandoned warehouse.
"We're trapped!" Venna screamed in panic as Marvin led them behind a few crates, "and just how is your brother helping us!?"
"Venusian Mind Control!" Marvin explained returning shots from the Centurian robots.
"What?" Venna was entirely confused, "we don't have mind control!"
"I know!" Marvin gave a wicked smile, "but the queen doesn't know that!"
Marvin was getting entirely into the gun fight that was commencing that moment. So much that Venna had to move him from getting shot. About twenty minuets had passed as a small beeping sounded off. Marvin glared in frustration toward his gun.
"Almost out of ammo!" He alerted toward Venna, "Won't be long and they'll have us!" Marvin was mistaken, because the moment that he said this, a plasma blast missed his head by three inches hitting a crate behind him.
"What are these?" Venna began picking up the cargo that hit the floor after the blast.
"Cartridges!" Marvin laughed in relief as he replaced the one in his gun, "we're saved!"
"You're majesty I'm serious!" Martin was still explaining, "Marvin isn't a traitor, for crying out loud he brought you Venna. Why would he take her back?"
"Interesting point", the Queen spoke to herself, "but how am I to know this is true?"
"Marvin is the all time expert on Venus my queen", Martin was panting in anxiety; "He may have accidentally taken something on Venus for Venna to control him. I don't really know how to explain it. I'm not the Venusian expert. I just know that Marvin would never do this out of his own free will. Please, you must believe me?"
The Queen gave a hard stare toward the Lieutenant. She looked out the window for a moment and buried her face into her hands to what she was about to do.
"Call them off", she muttered.
"Say what?" Martin couldn't believe she bought it.
"I said call off the Centurians", she bellowed in anger, "I can't afford to loose my only Venusian expert!"
"Yes you're majesty!" Martin sprang into action.
"Something tells me that you might be enjoying this!" Venna pointed out to Marvin as they were still behind the crates in the warehouse.
"I've just never had the chance to be in combat!" Marvin explained as what looked like a deranged smile was stamped onto his coal face. Marvin ran out of ammo again. As he ducked down to change his cartridge, the two stopped what they were doing. The room was completely silent.
"What's going on?" Venna questioned Marvin as they peered over the crates.
"They're gone!" Marvin didn't understand as well. The only being left in the building was Martin, who had called off the robots.
"Get out from there!" he snatched up the small Martian with force, "I have you know I'm risking my neck for you."
"Thanks!" Marvin gave a hard blow to his brother's back as the three ran from the scene.
"I can't go any further with you, or they may become suspicious", Martin explained, "Here's the keys to a ship I have planted on the outskirts of the city. The Queen thinks that you're under the control, so she's called off the army. Make sure you come back, or I'm dead!" Marvin gave a reassuring smile toward Martin as he raced off with Venna.
"I hope you know what you're doing", Martin muttered to himself as he turned back toward the Capital City.
To Be Continued....
The Co-stars of this story are of My Property Jenny M. Stead 2004
Thank You
Light
By: Jenny M. Stead
Chapter 15
Venna sprang up from her grounded spot as the Centurian robot grew closer to her.
"Need not to be afraid you're majesty", the Queen howled in laughter, "it can only hurt you on my command." Still the young queen wasn't going to take any chances. She picked up a stone from the ground as she chucked it straight at the robot's head. Before the stone hit the Centurian robot, its arm rose up in the air as it shot a plasma beam destroying the rock. Venna gave another shriek in terror as she fell to the ground. Hovering like a wasp ready to sting, the robot approached Venna as it shoved its plasma gunned hand two inches in font of Venna's face.
"I'm asking you again Queen Venna", the Queen announced, "Stop that force of yours, and you shall live."
"But I can't!" Venna pleaded in tears as the Queen gave the robot a small signal to fire. Venna starred wide eyed toward the plasma cannon in front of her face. She could see the green inter core begin to heat up. Quickly the young queen threw her whole body to the ground as she could hear the humming sounds of the plasma cannon.
"Marvin!" she shouted out in fright.
Marvin was breathing harder than ever at this moment. He glared down toward the helpless girl and the ground in anxiety to what he was about to do. The Queen on the other hand, was clenching the banister with all her strength. Marvin could almost see her nails embedding themselves within the hard rubble. Martin glared down toward his younger brother, he knew exactly what was about to happen. Before Venna could get out another scream, the humming stopped and the green glow from the gun disappeared. Venna glared up in alarm as she rolled over to prevent the dead robot from falling on her.
The young queen rose up from the dirt as she beheld a confusing sight. The Centurian robot had what looked like a hole from a plasma blast through its chest. Venna glared up toward the royal balcony in amazement, as did the Queen toward her high commander. The entire arena gasped in anger toward what was happening.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" the Queen spoke though clenched teeth toward Marvin, who was holding his brother's plasma gun. Marvin didn't answer. He gave a reassuring glance toward Martin as he jumped down from the balcony. Martin's stomach sank toward what he was doing.
"Stop Him!" the Queen of Mars shouted in fury, as Martin saw his brother hit the ground.
"What are you doing?" Venna shouted confused of the situation, as Marvin snatched her arm heading for the nearest exit.
"We've got no time", Marvin shouted, "it's up to my bother now!"
By the time that they had left the arena, the Queen had already called upon an army of Centurian robots.
"I want him dead, do you hear me?" she demanded to them, "Do not bring him back here ALIVE!" The Centurians raced onward toward Marvin and Venna.
"You're majesty if I can explain!" Martin was regretting what he was about to do. The Queen spun around to him in anger as he knelt down on one knee.
"My brother is under what they call, Venusian Mind Control", he lied.
"Venusian what?" she screamed in anguish.
"Venusian Mind Control, you're majesty!" Martin shouted, "My brother brought it to my attention a few years back!"
"And just how am I supposed to believe this?" she shouted!
"She said his name!" He was looking for some kind of an excuse.
Meanwhile running for their lives, Marvin and Venna were dodging every blast made from the Centurian robots chasing them.
"Quick in here!" Marvin commanded as they raced into an abandoned warehouse.
"We're trapped!" Venna screamed in panic as Marvin led them behind a few crates, "and just how is your brother helping us!?"
"Venusian Mind Control!" Marvin explained returning shots from the Centurian robots.
"What?" Venna was entirely confused, "we don't have mind control!"
"I know!" Marvin gave a wicked smile, "but the queen doesn't know that!"
Marvin was getting entirely into the gun fight that was commencing that moment. So much that Venna had to move him from getting shot. About twenty minuets had passed as a small beeping sounded off. Marvin glared in frustration toward his gun.
"Almost out of ammo!" He alerted toward Venna, "Won't be long and they'll have us!" Marvin was mistaken, because the moment that he said this, a plasma blast missed his head by three inches hitting a crate behind him.
"What are these?" Venna began picking up the cargo that hit the floor after the blast.
"Cartridges!" Marvin laughed in relief as he replaced the one in his gun, "we're saved!"
"You're majesty I'm serious!" Martin was still explaining, "Marvin isn't a traitor, for crying out loud he brought you Venna. Why would he take her back?"
"Interesting point", the Queen spoke to herself, "but how am I to know this is true?"
"Marvin is the all time expert on Venus my queen", Martin was panting in anxiety; "He may have accidentally taken something on Venus for Venna to control him. I don't really know how to explain it. I'm not the Venusian expert. I just know that Marvin would never do this out of his own free will. Please, you must believe me?"
The Queen gave a hard stare toward the Lieutenant. She looked out the window for a moment and buried her face into her hands to what she was about to do.
"Call them off", she muttered.
"Say what?" Martin couldn't believe she bought it.
"I said call off the Centurians", she bellowed in anger, "I can't afford to loose my only Venusian expert!"
"Yes you're majesty!" Martin sprang into action.
"Something tells me that you might be enjoying this!" Venna pointed out to Marvin as they were still behind the crates in the warehouse.
"I've just never had the chance to be in combat!" Marvin explained as what looked like a deranged smile was stamped onto his coal face. Marvin ran out of ammo again. As he ducked down to change his cartridge, the two stopped what they were doing. The room was completely silent.
"What's going on?" Venna questioned Marvin as they peered over the crates.
"They're gone!" Marvin didn't understand as well. The only being left in the building was Martin, who had called off the robots.
"Get out from there!" he snatched up the small Martian with force, "I have you know I'm risking my neck for you."
"Thanks!" Marvin gave a hard blow to his brother's back as the three ran from the scene.
"I can't go any further with you, or they may become suspicious", Martin explained, "Here's the keys to a ship I have planted on the outskirts of the city. The Queen thinks that you're under the control, so she's called off the army. Make sure you come back, or I'm dead!" Marvin gave a reassuring smile toward Martin as he raced off with Venna.
"I hope you know what you're doing", Martin muttered to himself as he turned back toward the Capital City.
To Be Continued....