Thank you StormDracona and The-Knight2000!!!!
The-Knight2000, Thank you for letting me know about Karr's colors. I changed Karr's original colors from white to silver, and when he got repainted he went with white.
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Karen glanced around the large warehouse. She and another woman, who was unconscious, were tied to a tall metal pole supporting the ceiling.
A few feet away, Kitt sat on a forklift, lifted up in the air about a yard. His wheels dangling in the air, preventing him from driving off. He had protested vehemently to being forced there, but had grudgingly complied.
The sound of a ringing phone echoed over to Karen. The source of the ringing was coming from a desk a few yards away. Sitting at the desk was Mark Jones, he facing away from her. Mark grabbed the phone.
"Did you get the schematics?" Mark asked. "You didn't! Then why are you calling?" he paused.
"You got the prototype instead. Yes I will meet you." Mark stopped, letting Peter say something. "No, I will take you to her," he continued. "Meet me at the docks in ten minutes, and Peter, come alone." Mark said, hanging up the phone. Mark stood up and gestured for two of the guards to follow him, leaving one guard and Cossman behind.
After Mark had pulled out of the warehouse in a navy blue van, Karen glanced up, through the skylight. She sighed, "I hope the Calvary gets here soon! I really hate being tied up!" Karen thought pulling at her bindings. Suddenly, as if to answer her prayers, Karr floated past the skylight.
She looked over to where Cossman was sitting half asleep. He was at an angle that he could see both of the entrances. Figuring that Karr was going to need a distraction if he wanted to get in, Karen called to Cossman. "Cossman! I'd like a word with you!"
He immediately sprang to his feet, startled. Cossman marched over to her, leaving his gun laying on the couch, "What did you say?"
"I'd like to ask you a few questions," Karen replied, glaring at him.
"What questions?" He demanded.
"Did you try to steal the Knight Automated Roving Robot a couple of years ago?" Karen started, noticing that Cossman and the guard were completely focused on her. Good!
"What?" Cossman said surprised, not expecting her to ask that.
"Did you sabotage Karr, resulting in him getting deactivated?" Karen pressed on.
During their conversation, Michael Knight had slipped through the door, a long metal pole in his hand. He quietly snuck up behind the guard, Michael lifted the pole up. He swung the pole, aiming for the guard's head. Just as the guard started to fall unconscious, his finger tightened on the trigger, causing the gun to go off.
Cossman quickly spun around, not answering Karen. After a quick glance at Michael, Cossman bolted for his gun. However, before he could make it, Michael grabbed him from behind. Spinning Cossman around, Michael punched him in the face, knocking him to the ground.
After checking Cossman's pulse, Michael grabbed the gun on the couch. He stuck it in his leather jacket and dashed over to Karen.
Turning her attention from Cossman, Karen said, "You might want to check on her first. She's been unconscious since we got here."
Michael nodded. He then knelt in front of Susan. "Kitt, will you check her vital signs?"
Kitt, having gotten off the forklift, rolled over to Michael, "Very well."
While Michael waited for Kitt's findings, he untied Karen's ropes.
"Thanks," Karen responded, rubbing her wrists.
"You're welcome," Michael smiled.
After completing his scan, Kitt said, "Her vital signs appear to be fine. If I could get a sample of her blood, I might..." Kitt's voice was drowned out by the sound of glass shattering, quickly followed by a loud crash.
Karen and Michael whirled around to see Karr jutting out the side of the forklift.
"Karr!" Karen shouted, running over to the forklift, with Michael right behind her. Looking through the crumpled frame of the forklift, Karen saw that the front end of the Trans Am was a mess. Through the clouds of smoke, Karen could see that it was so entangled with the side of the forklift that it would be extremely hard to separate them.
"Karen, someone is in here!" Michael said, waving the smoke aside. The smoke having dissipated somewhat, they could now see the unconscious form of Nicholas Cossman leaning into the dash. "Kitt, is he still alive?"
"Barely," Kitt replied. "I have contacted the police, they will be here, with an ambulance, shortly.
"Kitt, can you tell why Karr is not responding?" Karen asked worriedly.
"My scans indicate that there is major damage to his CPU, as well as his voice capabilities," Kitt answered gently.
Peter stood silently, the cool sea breeze brushing up against his face. He glanced around at the warehouses lining the dock, looking carefully for signs of Devon Miles and the police. Not seeing any, he sighed nervously. Peter glanced down at the box containing the AirGlider prototype.
After coming up with a plan to rescue Karen, Susan, and Karr, they had gone to George Rider for approval to borrow the AirGlider. Devon had told George everything they knew about the situation, including Peter's involvement in the robbery.
George Rider had been angry at what Peter had done, but said that he probably would have done the same in those circumstances. George also said the they were going to deal with it after they had rescued Karen.
Agreeing to help them, George lent them the AirGlider. He told them that if it would help in getting his little girl back safely, they had his permission to take anything of use.
Thanking him, they had retreated back to the semi. Where Devon quickly got the police involved in setting up a trap for Mark Jones. After completing their plan, Peter called Mark. Which led to him standing here, anxiously awaiting Mark's arrival.
The sound of an approaching vehicle drew Peter out of his thoughts. Glancing at the dark blue van approaching, Peter whispered into a hidden microphone, "He's here."
The van pulled to a stop a few yards away. The two front doors opened, Mark and one of his guards stepped out. They walked over to Peter, their backs to the warehouse.
"You have it?" Mark asked.
"Right here," Peter said, raising the box slightly.
"Open it," Mark demanded, wanting proof that the AirGlider was really in the box.
Peter opened the box and then leaned it forward so that Mark could see in.
"Ok, give it to me," Mark said, holding out his hand.
"You will let Susan go?" Peter questioned.
"Yes, now fork it over!" Mark ordered.
Peter hesitated, noticing the police slowly converging on them, unfortunately the man in the van also noticed.
"Mark! The Police are here!" The man yelled out the window before slamming the van in reverse, scattering the police.
The diversion gave Mark just enough time to shove the guard into Peter and then bolt towards the docks. Peter and the guard slammed onto the ground.
"He's not going to get away with trying to make me take all the blame!" The guard whispered under his breath. He pulled out his gun and shot Mark in the shoulder, causing him to plunge forward. Mark fell to the ground, his head taking the brunt of the fall, effectively knocking himself out. The police grabbed Mark and the guard, bringing one to an ambulance and the other to a squad car.
After Peter had given them his statement, he walked over to Devon. Glancing quickly at the blue van, he noticed it was crumbled into the side of a warehouse. "Did Michael check in yet?" Peter asked, anxious for word on Susan.
"Yes he did, they found Susan. She appears to be fine, but she is being taken to the hospital to make sure," Devon replied, knowing what Peter wanted to hear.
Peter sighed in relief, "Is everyone else okay?"
"Everyone made it out okay, aside from Karr," Devon answered.
"Karr? What happened?" Peter questioned.
"I'm not sure," Devon replied. "I'm headed down there now; do you want to come?"
"No thanks, I am going to go see how Susan is doing," Peter said. "After you find out what happened, will you please let me know?"
Devon nodded and then they both went their separate ways.
Devon pulled into the warehouse, glancing at the police car carrying Nicholas Cossman as it drove past him. He got out of his car and walked over to where Kitt was attempting to pry Karr out from within a forklift. "Michael, what exactly happened?"
"Well, I entered the building as planned. I knocked out the first guard, but before he fell unconscious he fired off his gun. Which got the attention of Cossman. He made a run for his weapon, but I knocked him to the ground. I thought he was unconscious, so I went to help Karen and Susan," Michael sighed. "From what we can piece together, apparently Cossman was not unconscious and climbed into the forklift. He started it up and drove straight for us. Devon, if Karr had not moved when he did, we might not be talking right now."
"Well, it looks like I will be changing my opinion of Karr," Devon sighed. "Kitt, after you get Karr separated please load him into the semi."
"Mr. Miles, why are you taking Karr to the Foundation?" Karen asked suspiciously.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to order Karr's deactivation," Devon answered.
"You're not?" Karen said surprised.
"I may or may not have been wrong about Karr in the past, but in saving your lives at the risk of his own shows that he has changed," Devon replied. "Seeing as I helped get him into this situation, the least I can do is help with the repairs."
"Well, I got him out!" Kitt declared.
With that announcement, Karen rushed over to the mangled vehicle. After a quick examination, Karen revealed that it looked like Karr's CPU was in ok shape, and that the reason he was not responding was that the wires connecting the CPU with his voice box were shredded.
"That is good news! Okay then, let's load Karr into the semi and get his repairs started," Devon said, prompting everyone to get moving.
While everyone else was busy carefully loading Karr into the semi, Karen pulled Devon aside. "Mr. Miles?"
"Please my dear, call me Devon," Devon requested.
"Only if you call me Karen," She responded. Seeing him nod, Karen continued, "Devon, thank you for giving Karr another chance."
"You're welcome. After his attitude today, I think he's earned another one," Devon replied.
Karen smiled and then turned to help with the loading.
Karen looked over the gleaming black and white Trans AM. The Foundation had been true to their word and had supplied everything from parts to mechanics. They had even used Kitt's updated schematics. Although Karen had insisted on using her AirGlider like before.
The one thing that really surprised her was the addition of the Molecular Bonded Shell. However, it was only 70 percent of what Kitt had. Devon had explained, that if something ever happened to Karr, they wanted to have the upper hand. She understood that, knowing they did not fully trust Karr yet.
Karen reached over to activate Karr. After they had rescued him, she had deactivated him because of the damage. She had told him not to worry, that she would make sure he was reactivated. That was a week ago, with all the repairs that had to be made, she had not had the time to turn him back on until now.
Pressing the on button from within the car, Karen waited for Karr to speak.
"Karen? Where am I? What happened?" Karr asked, confused.
"You don't remember?" Karen inquired.
"No, all I clearly remember is ramming into the forklift, trying to stop C-man from hurting you. Is everyone okay?" Karr questioned.
"Yes Karr, you saved us," Karen replied. "As for what happened, well Cossman and his gang got arrested. Cossman is also getting charged with the murder of Herbert Turner."
"He is? How?" Karr asked, taken aback.
"Apparently one of the guards recorded everything that went on in there, in case he got double crossed. One of the conversations on tape was Cossman and Jones talking about Cossman's failed attempt at getting you," Karen grinned.
"Karen, why am I at the Foundation?" Karr asked nervously, having scanned the area.
"Devon requested it," Karen replied.
"He did? Why? Are they going to deactivate me?" Karr inquired fearfully.
"And waste all that work they put into your new body? No, they aren't Karr, especially after hearing that tape!" Karen reassured.
Just then, Devon knocked on the door. "May I come in?"
"Sur e," Karen replied, climbing out of the Trans Am.
% 0D"Karr, y ou have my sincere apologies for all t hat has happened," Devon said, pulling out an e nvelope and holding it out o Karen. "I hope this will make up for some of it."
Karen took the envelope and opened it. Inside was a deed giving Karen full ownership of Karr. She looked up at Devon in surprise. "Thank you!"
"It was the least I could do," Devon answered.
"Is it okay to come in now?" Kitt inquired from outside.
"Yes," Devon replied.
Hearing Devon's approval, Kitt, Michael, Peter, and Susan slowly came in.
Susan left her husband's side and walked over to Karr. "Thank you Karr for saving my life and the life of my baby," Susan said gratefully.
"You're welcome," Karr replied.
"Peter, how'd the meeting with your boss go?" Karen asked.
"Well, he's not going to fire me!" Peter grinned.
"I'd say that is cause for celebration! There are refreshments in the garden," Devon said, leading everyone out.
"Karr?" Kitt said, stopping Karr from following as well.
"Yes?" Karr replied nervously.
"I am sorry for attempting to deactivate you, I hope we can form a friendship," Kitt said, starting to pull out of the building. "After all, you are my older brother."
Karr paused and then followed Kitt, "I'd like that," Karr replied hesitantly.
They both pulled to a stop a few yards from the refreshment tables.
"Karr?" Kitt said after a few minutes.
"Yes?" Karr questioned.
"There is a race course, a few minutes from here, where I run tests. Do you want to test out your new body in a race?" Kitt asked hopefully.
After a quick scan to check on Karen, Karr replied, "Why not?"
With that pronouncement the two cars took off, leaving a cloud of dust behind.
THE END