Back Home-chapter 23
"And now, my dear general kindly tell me where the Biker Mice are." Limburger said.
Carbine glared at the ugly Plutarkian disguised as an morbidly obese human standing before her and said nothing.
"Stubborn, I see. I have ways of making you talk." He said.
"Don't hold your breath, Fish Face. It ain't over till the fat lady sings. And I know what tune you're gonna be playing." She said.
"Carbine need help." Charley said.
"We have an even bigger problem. The portal's closing!" Cecilla told her.
"Can't you stop it?" Charley asked.
"No. I'll try to see it I can communicate with them then lead them to the portal."
"Do what you gotta do. I gotta help Carbine." Charley said, going into her garage section.
She opened a large wooden chest she had sitting in a corner.
"I vowed I'd never use this unless it was an emergency." She thought, holding up a hot pink and black jumpsuit, "But today, that time has come."
Meanwhile, Cecilla concentrated her telepathy inside the portal.
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Throttle was talking to Minerva when suddenly he saw the portal partly opened. Then he heard a voice.
"Odysseus..."
"Cecilla?" He asked.
"Yes, my love."
"What's going on with the portal? It looks like it's trying to close."
"It is. You must get your two companions and leave this place at once. Carbine needs help."
"Throttle? What's wrong?" Minerva asked. Then she saw what he was looking at.
"What is that thing?" She asked her brother, fearfully grabbing his arm.
"It's okay." He told his sister.
...
Vinnie sat on his bike in deep thought which was rare for him. The young adrenaline junkie who liked to stay in motion hated being still unless he was asleep in bed. He was wondering how Charley was doing back in Chicago. He began missing the gutsy lady mechanic. He could still hear her sharp voice.
You're a real piece of work. You weren't thinking about Charley- girl a few minutes ago when you tried to hook up with the first woman that sashayed by and said hi.
The thought hit him like a ton of bricks. He began to feel guilty. What was wrong with him? Was he in love with Charley? No way? They were just friends. Or were they? There was a time they almost kissed. Back then, they just decided to be friends. He still couldn't shake the look in her eyes when he and his bros entered the portal. A sad look. He smiled and reassured her he'd be back. Then he saw it. The portal hovering in the sky above him.
"Vinnie!"
The white mouse looked up to see Throttle approach him. Minerva was with him.
"Throttle, look!" He shouted, pointing.
"I know we gotta head back. Where's Modo?" He asked.
The large giant was now walking up to them.
"Bros! You know what I just saw...?" He began.
"We know. The portal." Throttle said.
"Carbine needs help." Throttle said, whistling for his bike.
Modo and Vinnie did the same.
Minerva looked over at Percival. The other mice watched them go.
"Look after the others." She told Percival.
"Modo! Wait for me! I'm coming with you!" She cried out, as he helped her onto his bike, "I love you!"
The large gray giant flashed her a big grin.
"Same here, darlin'." He replied, warmly.
"Good luck, Minerva! Farewell, my friends and thank you for saving us!" Percival said, waving and watching their bikes enter the portal.
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"Let me pound this mousie into putty." Greasepit asked Limburger.
"Too chicken to confront me alone, Fish Lips?" Carbine questioned, "So you have your lackey to do the job instead."
"Silence! Now tell me where the Biker Mice are or I'll have my lackey as you call him grind you into the dust." Limburger demanded.
Carbine continued to scowl and looked away angrily.
"Greasepit." Limburger motioned the muscle bound ape. He held an arm around Carbine's neck. Within minutes, she could feel no breath getting to her lungs, her face was turning blue. She could feel her life being squeezed out of her.
She saw her life flash before her eyes. There were images of her parents. Then her and Throttle. Then the war. The devastation it caused. She lost family and friends in this war. Now it looks as if she herself will join her ancestors. She tried reaching for her blaster but it was too far away. She felt her body go limp. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a huge flash of light. A blast from a motorcycle. A jet black motorcycle. It caused Greasepit to release her. She heard the ugly ape scream out in pain. Then she heard Limburger run off as more laser blasts were heard. Missiles were fired.
"Carbine!'
She could hear the same motorcycle ride up as she knelt on the ground, coughing and trying to get breath back into her lungs.
"Are you okay?"
She saw Charley Davidson, clad in a skin-tight, hot pink motorcycle suit and matching helmet. She was riding on a black motorcycle. The latter now knelt next to her.
Carbine was about to answer her when her eyes grew wide with fear.
"Look out!" She cried tackling her friend to the ground as a missile sailed past them hitting a nearby building. The two ladies just missed getting blow to bits.
"Carbunkle! I should've known." Charley said, getting up followed by Carbine.
"Only the Big Cheese would let his lackeys do his dirty work for him." Carbine said, "Too lazy to do it himself."
"So nice to meet you, my dear girl." He replied, with a fake smile.
"Spare me the flattery, you psycho! You're gonna pay for trying to wreck my building, Limburger."Charley said.
"Your meddling hamster friends wretched my beloved plaza on more than one occasion." Limburger said, taking out a letter and holding it up for them to see, "Now thanks to the Mayor of Chicago, I have permission to demolish this ugly atrocity of a building once and for all."
Suddenly, a blast from a laser dissolved the paper in his hand. Limburger and his two comrades, along with Charley and Carbine glanced up to see three muscular furry bikers on motorcycles staring back at them.
"Oh, no..." Limburger groaned.
"You ain't destroying this building, Hallibutt!" Throttle said.
"'Cause the Biker Mice From Mars are back in town!" Modo cried out.
"And the party's over for you, Rot Fish!" Vinnie crowed. The three motorcycles shot out hand gliders. They flew down to Charley and Carbine.
"Bad timing." Carbine said, "Cut it kinda close, though."
"Took you meatheads long enough to get here." Charley said.
"Yeah, well, we still got here." Vinnie replied.
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Cecilla Hawkings watched the stand off between the two enemies in the doorway of the back door.
"Be brave, Odysseus." She said.
"I see you've found another."
Cecilla looked up to see an old man walk up to her.
"Who are you? Where did you come from?" She gasped at seeing him.
"You really don't recognize me? Twenty years ago, you said I had the most beautiful green eyes you'd ever seen."
Cecilla's eyes grew wide as she recognized him.
"Claud? Oh..." Her hands went to her face. She never expected to see a face from her past. A horrible past that was doomed to haunt her. A past that she wanted to forget but never could.