(Basil, Dawson, and the other mice are staring down Kim, Ron, rons_gurl, Veeken, and Relda.)
Kim: Veeken, rons_gurl, get Relda out of here. Ron and I'll distract those mice.
Ron: Don't you mean you'll distract the mice?
Kim: No, I mean Ron and I, as in "Ron, don't think you'll weasel out of this one".
Ron: Oh, gotcha.
(The mice attack Kim and Ron, sans Basil and Dawson, while Relda, rons_gurl, and Veeken escape.)
Veeken: Come on!
Basil: Dawson, go after the girls.
(Dawson dashes off after Relda, rons_gurl, and Veeken. Cut to Veeken, rons_gurl, and Relda running through the forest. Suddenly, Relda turns to look in another direction.)
rons_gurl: What's the sitch?
Relda: Listen. Do you hear that?
rons_gurl: Yeah. Someone's coming.
Veeken: What's the plan?
Relda: I've got an idea.
(Dawson runs into the clearing, only no one's there. He steps forward cautiously, unaware he stepped into a snare. He is lifted off the ground, and is bounced off a few trees, ala Brother Bear, before coming to dangle upside-down, unconscious. Relda, rons_gurl, and Veeken step out cautiously from behind a bush.)
Veeken: Is he okay?
Relda: Don't worry, he's just unconscious.
(Relda cautiously reaches out and removes a strange red collar that is reminiscent of the obedience collars from A Sitch In Time.)
rons_gurl: Ah, now, you see, there is no way he's a bad guy.
(Veeken isn't surprised.)
Veeken: Of course, he's not one of the types who would imprison someone in an unsheltered cage for who knows how long. Right?
Relda: Precisely. Unfortunately, he argued against some of Basil's opinions, especially under the foundation of the T.R.D.C.S. So Basil had one of his men put an obedience collar on him one night when he was asleep.
rons_gurl: Harsh. I thought they were friends.
(Meanwhile, Veeken's attention is attracted by something else.)
Veeken: Uh, guys?
Relda: They were, and they might still be. They just don't get along on certain issues, particularly ones pertaining to us.
Veeken: Guys?
rons_gurl: Not now, Veek. What kind of problems?
Relda: Problems that consider the fate of the whole world.
Veeken: Guys!
Relda/rons_gurl: What?
Veeken: (pointing) I think we have a problem.
(At the top of a facing hill, there are several mice and one bat.)
rons_gurl: Relda-!
Relda: Wait.
(Relda walks towards them, and raises her hands, palms facing forward, the universal sign for "Look, I'm not carrying a big, murderous weapon". The mouse in the center dismounts, and walks towards her.)
???: (Speaking with Mac's (From Chicken Run) voice) Relda.
Relda: Flaversham.
rons_gurl: No way.
(Veeken and rons_gurl walk towards them.)
rons_gurl: (cont) You're Olivia Flaversham?
Olivia: (slightly suspicious) Who may I ask…?
Relda: Yes, they can be trusted.
Veeken: Um, I'm Veeken, and this is rons_gurl.
Olivia: Your bodyguard?
rons_gurl: No, her sidekick.
Olivia: Were there any others?
Relda: There were two others, and they stayed behind to fight the T.R.D.C.S. members that came to capture them.
Olivia: Then we don't have much time.
(Cue Background Music: Go Jimmy, Jimmy from the Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius soundtrack, starting from the first chorus. The riders start down, and Olivia pulls Veeken up on her horse. The bat rider lifts rons_gurl onto his horse, and we see he has a peg leg. Relda whistles, and a white horse runs down. She jumps onto its back with the skill of Legolas, or any elf for that matter. Dawson wakes up, and Relda cuts the snare, releasing him, and she picks him up. Cut to Kim and Ron, surrounded by the T.R.D.C.S. mice. Kim is keeping up a brave appearance, but Ron and Rufus have had it.)
Ron: It's been nice knowing ya, buddy!
Rufus: Mm-hmm!
(Suddenly the horse riders descend upon them like Aragorn against the ringwraiths. The T.R.D.C.S members scatter, except for a few. Olivia pulls Ron up on his horse next to Veeken, and Relda pulls up Kim. The rest of the riders withdraw, and are now running away from the others.)
Basil: Summon the riders.
(Meanwhile, with the riders…)
Veeken: Relda!
Relda: Yes?
Veeken: Can they track a microchip?
Relda: They have the technology, yes. Why?
Veeken: Ron's microchipped so Wade can track him in times of crisis.
Ron: I knew it!
Veeken: They might be able to track our Kimmunicators too!
Relda: Fidget!
(The bat Kim and rons_gurl are riding with is Fidget.)
Fidget: Yeah?
Relda: We're going to have to lead the riders away from the hideout! Follow me!
(Relda's horse turns down a different path, and Fidget's follows.)
Ron: About these riders, they aren't as scary as the ringwraiths, are they?
(Five T.R.D.C.S. riders suddenly appear next to them when they pass a clump of trees, clad like-.)
Ron: (cont) Ringwraiths! AAAHHH!!!
(This only makes Relda and Fidget's horses ride faster. They are fast approaching a crevice, which the horses jump over. The T.R.D.C.S. horses stop at the gully. Relda leaps off her horse and presses a button on the wall. A sudden flood of water washes down from the overhang, but the good guys are safe for now. As the remaining water trickles away, only one mouse remains, and he rides off in terror. rons_gurl, Veeken, Kim, Ron, and Rufus are gobstruck.)
Ron: Wow.
(Relda twists the button in a clockwise direction, and a bridge rises up in the gorge.)
Relda: C'mon.
(She walks across, and the others follow.)
Veeken: Don't you think more of those rides will come looking for us?
Relda: No, they only send five, idiotically enough.
Ron: So, where are we going?
Relda: Well, since we're no longer being followed, our hideout.
Kim: So, who are you guys, anyway?
Relda: Well, I belong to a secret origin, the S.R.C.D, or the Society of the Rehabilitation of Captured Dæmons.
Veeken: So you're like a sister society to the T.R.D.C.S?
Relda: Actually, we're the opposite of it. You see, we separated from them because of their actions as of late. So it's up to us to stop them.
Veeken: But, knowing Basil, this is only the beginning.
Relda: Very good.
Ron: Then, considering what they've done, we're doomed, aren't we?
Relda: Don't consider this a setback.
Ron: Then what should I call it?
Relda: Consider this… an interlude to hope.
To be continued…