A Daring Rescue -Chapter 3
"It's been over an hour. I hope they're okay." Charley said.
"It's not like Throttle not to keep us posted." Carbine said.
"Don't sweat it, ladies. Those rookies are the best soldiers Mars had to offer. They probably are so busy whipping tail. Probably forgot to call especially Vinnie. That punk would lose his head if it wasn't welded to his collarbone." Stoker replied.
"I know, but I can't help but worry. You know." Charley said.
"Yeah, but the Mice are more than capable soldiers, beautiful. They can whip tail like the best of them." He told her.
Suddenly, there was a distress signal on Martian Command's computer.
"An SOS? From who?" Stoker looked at the screen, "This isn't the Biker Mice's frequency."
"Careful in case it's a trap set by the Reek Fishes." Carbine warned.
"It's a secure line and frequency. There are only two people that know it me and..."
Rosalie's image appeared on the screen.
"A Martian Mouse?" Charley looked puzzled.
"Stoker, are you there? Come in!" Rosalie called out.
"Rosalie?" Carbine asked.
"Carbine? Thank goodness. Is your uncle there?" She asked.
"Alive and still whipping tail, darlin." Stoker said, grinning, as his face appeared on his screen, " Ros. Long time. No see."
"Um, you know her?" Charley asked.
"I ought to. Was married to her mom. Charley-girl meet Rosalie, my step daughter." Stoker replied.
Charley looked shocked to say the least. Stoker had a reputation for being a play boy in his younger days and beyond. She had no idea Stoker had been married to anyone. What came out of his mouth next shocked her even more.
"How's...How's my little girl?" He asked, with difficulty.
"Spitfire? She ain't so little anymore. I've been keeping her safe like you asked. She asked about you, too. You need to see her."
"I got too many enemies that want me dead. They can't know about her. They'd kill her to get to me." Stoker replied, sadly.
"And speaking of which, Adolf Nixor and his crew have captured the Biker Mice. They got them inside a cage of Plutarkian glass steel."
"That's one of the hardest substances in the galaxy. Not even our strongest weapons can penetrate it." Carbine said.
"Actually, I just invented something that might help." Stoker said, "An anti-steel pulverizer. This baby can cut through any surface even Plutarkian steel."
"The guys need it. We'll fly over there in my hovercraft." Carbine said.
"We need to hurry if we're gonna save the guys." Charley said.
Stoker nodded.
"Tell Spitfire I miss her and I'm thinking of her always." He told Rosalie.
"You need to tell her yourself." She replied, ''Stay safe, uncle."
"You too, Ros."
...
"Okay, now let's..." Rosalie said.
Suddenly, a glowing red light came on the wall.
"What's happening?" Luko asked
Rosalie turned on the vidscreen. Stalis and Musso along with One Eyed Jack Monterey and Gerald Gruyere showed up.
"We got company." Rosalie said.
"They musta followed me." He said.
"They can't find our secret base."
"I'm drive 'em off. You get the rogue Freedom Fighters."
"Luko, wait!" She called out. But he was already gone.
...
"The brat's not here." Stalis said.
"Let's keep looking. Nixor wants him found." Musso said.
"He couldna gotten far." Gruyere said.
"First all, why are we talking orders from Nixor? I'm a Plutarkian boss so is Gruyere and Gouda. He should be taking orders from us." Monterey was saying.
"Don't get cocky, Monterey. You and two associates were beaten by the Biker Mice and therefore the invasion was called off. If not for us, you three would be out of a job, remember that." Musso said.
"Hey, losers! Want me? Here I am!" Luko called out, waving then riding off on a hoverboard.
"It's the kid! After him!" The four villains flew after him in Gruyere's plane.
" Careful, Luko. Hopefully he will lead them far enough away from our compound." Rosalie thought.
...
"Nice accommodations." Vinnie said, frowning at the metal cell that he and his bros were in from the two bunks bolted to the wall to the small metal latrine in the corner, "What? No mint on our pillow?"
"Very funny, my friends." Nixor replied, "I hope you maintain that flippant attitude during your execution tomorrow morning."
The Biker Mice looked out their only window to see gallows being built by Plutarkian soldiers complete with three nooses that hung from wooden pillars.
"Oh, momma...we're about to be fitted with some super ugly neckties!" Modo groaned.
"Hang in there, big fella, we can't lose hope." Throttle said, optimistically.
"And how are we gonna get out of here? Even our bikes can't cut through Plutarkian steel."
"It's not too late for you three to join me." Nixor told them, "Join me or die! We can forge a whole new future together."
Suddenly, there was a sound of a missile blowing down a wall.
"Uh, you might want to rethink that job proposal you gave just now, schecky!" Throttle chuckled.
Martian Mouse Freedom Fighters rode through the collapsed wall into the town on grey motorcycles firing weapons. Plutarkians were knocked to the side.
"What's going on?" Nixor asked, watching the vidscreen that showed him outside in the town. Within minutes, Stoker and company crashed into the prison the mice were kept. Rosalie kicked Nixor with a flying karate kick.
"Light my fire!" Vinnie cried out, at seeing Rosalie.
The white furred mouse was stunned by the red haired, green eyed Martian beauty in a Freedom Fighter outfit. The outfit hugged her in all the right places.
Stoker fired his anti-Plutarkian steel Pulverizer at their cell blasting away at the metal freeing the mice.
Modo used his laser cannon blasting the chains from off their bikes. All three mice whistled. The bikes charged up knocking Vlad and Gutama Gouda out of the way.
"Bros, we're missing some righteous party!" Vinnie said, helping Charley onto his bike.
"Get Stoker out of here! Spitfire and the other fighters will hold off Nixor and his gang." Rosalie told the Biker Mice.
"Spitfire?" The mice glanced at each other.
Stoker glanced on the vidscreen to see a female brown mouse with dark eyebrows and short brown hair with long side bangs that hung down the sides of her ears. The mouse wore a purple tank top, black vest, blue jeans, and black boots. She was a scrawny but robust girl of fifteen. She socked and spinkicked Gerald Gruyere knocking him to the ground.
"Let's whip tail!" The girl cried out to the Freedom Fighters with her. They cheered loudly.
"A chip off the old block if I do say so myself." Stoker grinned, admiring her courage and handiwork.
"Huh? What are you saying, old timer?" Vinnie asked, puzzled, "I, uh,mean isn't she kinda young for you?"
Stoker stopped smiling and frowned at Vinnie.
"Punk, I ought to mop the floor with you! What do you think I am? That girl is my daughter!" He screamed.
All three Biker Mice looked shocked. They knew their command leader had secrets but they never knew he had a kid. This was news to them.
"C'mon, Stoker. We'll get you to safety." Modo said, helping him on his bike.
"Never mind me. We need to help Spitfire." He replied.
...
At this time, the battle was really heating up. A Plutarkian knocked a Freedom Fighter off his bike. He had a blaster pointed at his head when it was shot out of his hand by Throttle.
"Sorry, you rotten piece of cod, but you ain't blasting anyone today!" He said, socking him in the face with glowing Nuke Knuckles. Carbine socked another one in the jaw.
"Talk about a big blow out!" He jeered, throwing a bomb at the vehicle two Plutarkians were in blowing up their vehicle and knocking them into the air, "Yes!"
"How about some grilled fish?"Modo grinned, lighting the afterburners on his bike, "Eat this, Rot Fishes!"
Fire came out of the back of his bike as his bike leaped over them. It caused the Plutarkians to run away in fear.
All three mice were now side by side as the Plutarkians ran away in fear.
"That all ya got?" Vinnie crowed, blasters in hand.
''Oh, I'm afraid not, my dear boy." Nixor said, motioning with his hand. One Eyed Jack Monterey had a blaster pointed at the young girl mouse's head, and arms tied behind her back.
"Spitfire!" Stoker called out,"Let her go, you backstabbing creep!"
"So now I have your attention. You're the one who switched sides, Stoker. But I'm willing to make amends. Surrender yourselves to me and the girl goes free." Nixor said.
Now they had a problem.