Ah, back in the saddle again.
Now that finals are done, this story will be updated more frequently than once a week, so keep your eyes peeled for new chapters.
I have deepened thought on a possible sequel to this now (hinted to it last chapter) and now it appears that it will happen. However, full details will not yet be revealed until this story is near the end (and we have a long way to go before that happens)
Enough of this Jibber-Jabber, back to the mayhem!
Kim Possible: The Cars Strike Back
Chapter 4
Speaking to a Demon
Hello Wade…..
The words bore into the 12 year olds soul as he stared at them.
No, no it can't be…
The screens filled up with more text, as if hearing Wade's thoughts.
What's the matter Wade? To shocked to type back?
Wade continued to stare at the screens, not believing what he thought was happening.
That's ok Wade, I'll just broadcast myself through your speakers….
Oh this is really not happening.
Suddenly, all of Wade's speakers crackled to life with a voice, speaking to him. (Think of Agent Smith from the Matrix, as that's the Car's voice)
"Oh but it is Wade Load, You are really talking to a damned Car"
"H-how is this possible?" Wade stammered.
The voice chuckled before continuing,
"It is possible because I'm a being of pure evil that is why this is possible. Now are we going to have a conversation or what?"
Wade didn't know how he should respond to that, but he brought all his determination to know what the hell was going on.
"Fine, we'll talk. But what do I call you?"
Wade hoped he bought it.
"Well, you could call me The Car or by my real name"
"Which would be?"
Gotcha…
"Trinity, and to save you some unneeded searching I am the Right Hand of the Devil incase you were wondering"
Wades jaw dropped.
The Car knew exactly what Wade was going to do after he got its name; Wade started to feel very afraid.
"Now you are wondering how I knew of your plan right?"
Wade stared at the screens, still shocked that he had been played.
"Don't worry; you wouldn't live long enough to find that info."
The Voice started laughing upon finishing that sentence, really making Wade worry.
"What do you think I am Wade a moron? I am the right hand of the devil, and the boss does not tolerate undermining people like you"
"Wait, Boss? Who's the boss, I thought you were the right hand of the Devil?"
"I am Wade, but Hell is run a lot differently from how you hear it is. We run things like the Mafia; making me not only the Devils go to guy. But I am also the muscle and second in command, which is why I am here."
Wade sat back in his chair.
"Why are you here?"
"To collect souls of course, you see hell has gotten rather dull over the past 20-30 years. Satan started sending some of his personal demons up to earth to bring back the souls of those that didn't belong in hell, allowing us back in hell to have a enjoying time torturing them till the end of time. Anyone killed by an entity of pure evil is immediately damned to hell."
"So you were the first to go up in 1977." Wade said.
"Actually no, I was the second demon to head up to Earth to bring souls back. The first was sent up roughly twenty years before I went up, however we never heard back from that demon."
"You mean another demon is still up here?" Wade started to worry again.
"We used to get a few souls from her still, but I am under orders to bring this demon back for unimaginable torture by the boss himself"
Wade allowed the information he was receiving to sink in while the voice continued.
"This brings me to why I am contacting you, Wade. I have noticed you were scouring the country for reports of machines that could inevitably, take me out. I want to know why you stopped."
Wade held his breath, he wasn't about to give up their proverbial ace in the hole just yet.
"Not telling eh? Well, no matter. I am sure I'll find out soon enough, and when I do I will personally be torturing you, Ron and Kim in hell for your aggravation."
There was a pause, then the monitors started coming back on.
Wade breathed a sigh of relieve, the conversation was over.
"One last question Wade"
Wades head snapped up to his main monitor, which was still dark.
"How well do you trust your gadgets? I mean I'm sure you have been trying to find me since this device was planted on my trunk last night right?"
Wade swallowed hard as sweat poured from his forehead.
"I'll show you what the Devil's right hand is truly capable of, and you're going to have a front row seat Wade. We'll meet again…."
The monitor snapped back to its original screen, which was the tracking device planted on the Car.
It was active, and worse.
It was on the move.
Wade started frantically typing away on the keyboard, trying to predict where he was going.
Just a few more seconds…
"THERE!" Wade shouted as he got the satellite lock on the device.
Wade then let out a gasp as he saw where the Car was heading, right for General Simms and his forces.
"Well, this looks like the place Ron" Kim said as she peered out the filthy side window of Christine up at the giant loading bay like doors to Drakkens latest lair.
"Right, now how do we get in?" Ron asked as he fiddled around with Christine's dashboard mounted rear view mirror.
"I'll infiltrate the lair, explain the sitch, and then open the door allowing you and Christine in" Kim said, wincing internally upon saying the name Christine.
"Fine with me Kim, we'll be here waiting for you" Ron said as he patted the steering wheel.
Kim rolled her eyes before exiting Christine, slamming the door shut.
"He's mine, not yours. M-I-N-E" Kim whispered to Christine, as she kicked the right front tire.
I will not let you take him from me. Not now, Not Ever…
Kim pulled her hairdryer and aimed for the roof, while she glanced back at Ron and Christine.
Kim couldn't put her finger on it, but when she looked back she could have sworn that Christine was giving her a menacing glare.
Kim shrugged it off while the line grew taught and pulled her up to the roof.
Kim found the ventilation grate with ease and started through the shaft, hoping to hear Drakken arguing with Shego over some hair brained take over the world scheme.
Kim searched the various connecting vents till she heard the familiar voice of Dr. Drakken, and as usual he was ranting.
"Really Shego, we are totally safe here. No one knows this place exists"
"Then what's with the mailbox that reads Dr. Drakken and Shego?"
"WE NEED MAIL OK!"
Kim rolled her eyes as she peered through the grate at the two of them. She brought out her laser lipstick and began cutting through the grate.
"So, you are positive that the Car will not find us here?"
"Precisely Shego, not even Kim Possible knows we are here"
Kim pulled the grate to the side and jumped down to the floor, landing behind Dr. Drakken and Shego.
"What about me Drakken?" Kim said as she hit the floor, putting her arms up in a fighting stance.
Drakken gasped "KIM POSSIBE?"
"Oy, brilliant, just brilliant Dr. D" Shego said as she rubbed her temple.
"Shego, don't you see what this means? Now the Car will not only get to her, but to us now!" Drakken said as he curled up into a ball and started sucking his thumb.
"Is he always this dramatic?" Kim asked
"Yeah, pretty much"
"Drakken, the Car doesn't know I'm here." Kim said as she slowly approached him.
Shego stayed back, her eyes darting to the door to the facility they were in, expecting the Car to come through after them.
"Yeah right princess" Shego said as she ignited her hands, facing the door.
"Trust me Shego; it is still in Middleton, being kept busy by the National Guard." Kim said.
"You-you're sure?" Drakken asked.
Kim nodded.
Drakken slowly came to his feet, putting his hands behind his back.
"Good, I wasn't scared" He replied.
"Then what would you call your acting like a baby?" Shego asked.
Drakken grumbled around.
"Why are you here Possible?" Shego said, finally turning away from the door.
"For your help, again" Kim said as she walked over to a large control panel.
"Ugh, now what?" Drakken sighed.
"We now have something that can actually stop the Car, it just needs a little help" Kim pushed a button on the panel.
The door started to rise.
"What exactly can stop that Car? Your previous scheme didn't work, so why should we trust you're second?" Drakken asked as he moved next to Shego.
"Because we will be fighting with another possessed car that's why!" Kim said, leaning back on the panel.
The sound of a car engine was heard outside, heading towards the lair.
"You mean you actually acquired another potentially evil car to defeat another evil car?" Shego asked, scratching her head.
"That's right, you have a better idea?" Kim said dryly.
Through the open door rode in Ron, Rufus, and Christine. Squealing of belts and the grinding of metal on metal cut through the lair as Christine turned towards the three of them, black and blue smoke pouring out from under her.
Ron pulled up beside Shego and Drakken, who were dumbstruck at the sight of their supposed savior.
"Evening, Villains" Ron said casually as his arm hung out of Christine's open window.
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me" Shego said.
"Will you get this hunk of junk out of here before we all choke to death!" Drakken screamed as he swung his arm in front of his face, the smoke curled away.
"Fine, jeeze" Ron said as he pulled Christine away from the two, towards a back stall.
"That pile of scrap is supposed to save us?" Drakken asked
"Told you it needed work" Kim said as she watched Ron back Christine into the stall.
The lair filled with the sound of an explosion and the cracking of metal as Christine came to a stop in the stall.
Ron emerged through the smoke heading towards the three, Rufus on his shoulder.
"Look, you helped us once. Now we need your help again if we are to get Christine into fighting shape." Kim said as Ron came to her side.
"Wait, Christine? Who is Christine?" Shego asked.
"The Car" Ron exclaimed proudly.
"A huh" Rufus squeaked.
"Ugh, what ever. But what makes you think that that hunk of fifties metal will stand a chance at dealing with that car in Middleton?" Shego said, not noticing Drakken's far away look in his eye.
"It's a long story, we'll explain it after we come back from the parts place" Kim said.
"We're helping" Drakken said.
"What?" Shego replied, giving him a demanding look.
Drakken ignored her for the time being and looked over towards the parked Christine.
"Ah, yes. Christine? I apologize about those cracks I made earlier!" Drakken shouted.
"Ok, what is with you? It's a Car Drakken, it can't hear you." Shego said, grabbing Drakkens arm.
"Shego, don't you know what that is?" Drakken said, shaking off Shego's grip.
"Yeah, it's a car."
"It's not just a Car, Shego. That Car is responsible for numerous deaths in southern California over the past forty or so years!" Drakken yelled, pointing over to the parked Christine.
"Yeah, someone is going to have to explain this to me" Shego said crossing her arms.
Drakken pulled out his cell phone and started dialing.
"Who are you calling?" Shego asked
"Cousin Eddie, we are going to need his 'motor' skills to pull this off" Drakken said as he turned away.
"Ed? Oh, great" Shego started rubbing her forehead.
"Back on topic, we need a lot of parts if we are going to pull this off if we want a chance at stopping the Car." Kim said.
Drakken turned back to them, hanging up his phone.
"Eddie will be here in about four hours, what are we going to need exactly?" Drakken asked.
"We will need to stop by this restoration shop and pick up the many parts Christine is going to need if we want her in fighting condition in under two weeks." Ron said.
Rufus pulled out the catalog filled with all the parts they would need to pull it off.
"We should grab the parts now, when Ed gets here we can start on Christine" Kim said.
"Sounds like a plan, To the Hover Car!" Drakken exclaimed, pointing to where his hover car was parked.
"Ok, that has got to stop" Shego said as she walked with them towards the hover car.
They boarded and flew off into the fast approaching night, leaving Christine alone in the lair.
Some small groaning could be heard throughout the lair, originating from the stall where Christine sat.
Plunk!
A large dent popped back out on Christine's side.
Scratch
The glass from one of her headlights restored itself back to its original glory.
And her odometer slowly started to roll backwards.
Christine's resurrection was already starting.
The Car raced down the empty mountain road, its headlights cutting paths through the darkness.
This trip was slightly different from the other trips the Car made, as it recently discovered that the device on its trunk allowed it to pick up radio signals.
"Finally, I can kill to a sound track!" The Car exclaimed as it turned the volume up.
After his conversation with Wade, the first station The Car came across was the local classic rock station.
On it now, was a catchy little tune from Sam and Dave. This ironically tied in to what the car was doing now.
Don't you ever, be sad,
Lean on me, when times get bad
When the day come,
And I know your down,
In a river of trouble,
You're about to drown,
The Car depressed the accelerator a little further as he raced down the mountain
Hold on, I'm Coming…
Hold on, I'm Coming…
Hold on, I'm Coming…
Hold on, I'm Coming…
The Car was liking this, that and the tune was very appropriate for what he was doing.
"Hold on Troops, your end is approaching"
Baaaaaaaaa baabababababababababaaaaa!
I'm on my way, your lover
If you're cold I will be your cover
Never have to worry
Cause I'm here
Don't need to suffer,
Cause I'm near
The scanner in the Car crackled to life as the tune played on.
"All blockade units, the Car is on the move. Get to your assigned stations, repeat get to your assigned stations!"
The Car smiled to itself.
"Fools, they don't know the blood bath they are setting themselves up for."
The Car raised the volume on the radio to the highest it would allow.
"They will know shortly"
The Car blasted down the mountain, its radio echoing throughout the mountain side, warning everyone of its approach.
Hold on, I'm Coming…
Hold on, I'm Coming…
Hold on, I'm Coming…
Hold on, I'm Coming…
Thank you all for the reviews and interest so far, I should have the next chapter up by the end of this weekend at the latest.
The restoration of Christine begins, and the Car causes more death, coming next.
Don't you go changing.