Disclaimer: Knight Rider belongs to Glen A. Larson as best as i can tell. Characters Maxie Reynolds, Kurt Valdez, and Trey Wood are mine.
Should probably read Knight's Dragon first.
Knight's Dragon 2
Ghost of a Chance
Approximately six months after the events in the first Knight's Dragon.
Michael leaned forward and cleared his throat, trying to get the others attention. It didn't work, the arguing continued on, louder if possible. This time he coughed loudly, slightly embarrassed when the table fell silent and four sets of eyes turned his way.
"I think that Kitt should be apart of this meeting, it is about him after all and he deserves to know whats going on."
The scientist sitting next to Devon was shaking his head before Michael finished. "We decided it would be best not to tell him. It would cause a lot fewer problems."
Michael frowned. "What are you going to tell him when we start using Karr for the missions instead of him?"
Devon leaned forward and spoke up. "Michael, with the cars that have been destroyed already, theres a very good chance he wont even be safe at the foundation. But he definitely would be at great danger out on the streets. Seventeen Trans-Ams have already been destroyed."
"I know that Devon, but what no one has told me yet, is how they were destroyed."
The two foundation scientists, Kurt Valdez and Trey Wood glanced at each other, then Kurt spoke up. "All of the cars were hit by a Mini Electrical Missile, M.E.M. for short. The missile penetrates the cars body, then begins releasing electrical charges, disrupting all the cars functions. Once the electrical surges cease the missile explodes. All the cars it was used on so far, were completely destroyed."
Kurt fell silent and Trey spoke up. "Even with Kitts MBS, the missile would still be able to enter through the scanner. And when it exploded it wouldn't do as much damage to his shell, but it would effectively gut the car. If Kitt gets hit with one of these missiles, we don't see any chance of him surviving."
Michaels face was slightly ashen. "What makes you think they wont use it on Karr as well?"
Bonnie broke her silence for the first time. "No one knows Karr is even alive, except those of us in this room"
"So you see Michael, Karr is our best chance at stopping these guys before they get to Kitt." Devon was staring at Michael in a perculiar way.
Michael shook his head. "I suppose your going to make me tell Kitt that he'll be taking a vacation for a bit"
Devon and Bonnie grinned and stood up, preparing to leave the room. "Thanks so much for volunteering Michael."
Michael shook his head as he watched them leave, then turned to make his way to the garage. He smiled as he walked in. Kitt sat in his usual place in the corner, the garage lights glowing over the cars body, making it look like he sparkled. He glanced to the other corner and saw Karrs parking space was empty. Karr like to make runs on the test track, and probably was out there now. They'd had to add things to the track for the two cars to test on.
"Hey buddy, hows it going."
"Hi Michael, How did the meeting go?" Kitts scanner flashed slowly back and forth as Michael slid into the cars seat.
"Well it went great for you, you get to take a vacation." Michael laughed. "Now if i can just get Devon to give me one."
"A vacation Michael? I don't need a vacation. I am a car, and am in the best condition." Kitts voice held a slight confusion.
Michael sighed and knew that to get Kitt to stay here he would have to lie to him, and he hated himself for doing it. "Kitt, Devon wants me to take Karr on the next couple of missions, We have to go after people you and i put away previously, and it was decided that with Karrs body, he would be less recognizable."
"I don't think i like the idea of that" Kitt said softly.
"I'm not sure i do either pal, but it makes sense" Michael ran a hand over the steering wheel. "Besides I'll still have the Com-Link, and ill call you if i need you."
"Alright" Kitt watched quietly as Michael slid out of the car and made his way to the garages door."Michael, be careful"
Michael turned and smiled a little. "I will buddy, you be careful as well."
Kitt was still wondering why Michael would tell him to be careful an hour later when he heard Karrs engine leave the grounds. Bonnie had stressed to him that it was imperative that he didn't leave the grounds, and that confused him even more.
He had never been restricted in where he was allowed to go. For two days he sat in the garage, shifting through files, trying to make sense of why he'd had to stay behind. He found nothing and on the third day decided to roam the grounds for a while.Kitt had just backed out of the garage, when he picked up Karrs homing and distress signal.
Kitt was already excellerating off the grounds before Bonnie was able to find out that it was a fake signal. She tried to contact Kitt to tell him to return to the garage but her signal was being jammed. She resorted to trying to contact Michael, and after boosting the signal she was finally through.
"Michael! Kitt just left the grounds, hes following a fake signal some ones sending."
Karr flung himself around and Michael pressed hard on the gas." Whats his location Bonnie?"
"South of the foundation at last contact, and he was already nearly sixty miles away."
"We are on our way Bonnie" Michael gritted his teeth as Bonnies image faded away.
Nearly a hundred miles away from the foundation, Kitt finally realized he was on a goose chase. Skidding into a turn he started to head back to the foundation, realizing to late that he had been followed.
The white limo sat dead in the middle of the road, a missile launched from under its bumper and slammed into Kitt, smashing his scanner. The limo immediately sped away as the black Trans-Am weaved off the road then crashed into a tree.
Kitt activated his homing signal, but the first electrical bursts cut it off soon after. Lights flickered and equipment screeched as the surges flashed through out the car. Then they stopped and there was a moment of silence then a loud muffled explosion. The explosion warped the MBS throwing the cars hood up and bending it back over the roof. Windows shattered and glass flew in every direction.
As the smoke and electrical screeches faded away, all that was left was a shell that might have at one time been a car.
At the garage and in Karr, Bonnie and Michael both clapped their hands over their ears at the electrical wail that came over the homing signals channel. Karr increased his speed, knowing they were already to late to help Kitt.