Chapter 1: Trespassing
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, and the bad guys, 'cuz I made them up.
Author's Note: I had some trouble with the plot once I got this story going, so suggestions are welcome. Please review.
Balladeer: Welcome to yet another sunny day in Hazzard County. There's ol' Bo and Luke, driving the General Lee, and for once, they ain't bein' chased by nobody.
"Sure is a nice day," commented Bo from his place behind the wheel.
"Yeah, it's hot too," said Luke. "Say, why don't we head up to the old swimmin' hole an' take a dip?" Bo grinned, they hadn't been swimming in ages.
"Sounds good to me." So off they went.
Balladeer: Now the old swimmin' hole is up in Fulton's glen, just past the old Gimble's coal mine, for all you folks still learnin' your way around Hazzard. What Bo and Luke don't know, is that there are three very dangerous men in Gimble's mine, who ain't got no business bein' there at all.
"Hey, Bo, slow down up here. Do you see what I see?" Both boys looked to their right, over toward Gimble's mine, where a vehicle was parked at the mine's entrance. They drove past slowly, then Luke said, "Now that's just weird."
"What is?"
"Gimble's mine has been boarded up for years. It's illegal to even go near it, not to mention dangerous."
"So what do you think that car was doin' back there?"
"I don't know, but whaddaya say we find out?" Bo smiled and whipped the General around in a U-turn, tires spinning.
"Park in them bushes over there," Luke instructed. "So they can't see us."
"Why? We ain't got nothin' to hide."
"Just do it, okay? I got a hunch." So Bo parked the General and the boys got out. Hiding behind the bushes, they had a good view of the back of pickup truck.
"Looks like they got a bunch of equipment, there," said Luke, craning his neck to see.
"Maybe it's some sort of government fella, checking on the mine?" suggested Bo.
"Any fella from the government wouldn't be drivin' a car like that," Luke said.
"Then maybe it's somebody new in town, who doesn't know that it's illegal to be there."
"No, there are 'no trespassing' signs everywhere along that road." Luke shook his head. "There's somethin' fishy going on here. Come on." With Bo following close behind, Luke crept over to the pickup and peeked in the back. "Look at this, Bo. Shovels, picks, flashlights. Looks like they plan to do some digging." Just then a man came up behind them holding a gun.
"Put your hands up and turn slowly," he ordered. Bo and Luke did as they were told.
"I hate it when your hunches are right," Bo whispered. Luke just sighed.
"So do I."
Well, how do you like it? This is very different from the first fic I posted, but I actually wrote this one first. Please let me know what you think; suggestions are welcome.