Back On Mars-chapter 31
"Hop on, Sweetheart." Vinnie told Charley.
"I can't, Vinnie. Someone has to stay here to monitor the teleporter. To make sure it doesn't malfunction. Besides, you guys will be back, right?"
The three mice looked down.
Mars was their home. It's true they liked Earth, but they didn't belong there. They've always dreamed about going back to Mars to live. Their whole goal while they lived on Earth during those three years were to defeat Limburger and save the planet. They didn't want this beautiful blue and green planet to meet the same fate as Mars.
"I don't know..." Vinnie replied.
"I'll stay." Carbine said.
"Don't be silly. You're the leader of the Resistance. They need you up there!" Charley told her.
"She's right, Carbine. Commander Braddock is expecting you to be present." Throttle said.
"Plus, I'm the only one besides Carbunkle that knows how to run the teleporter. It's still in the experimental stage. This will be my first time running it." Charley said.
"Fine." Carbine muttered, stepping into the transporter, "You've already keyed in the coordinates."
"Gotta hit the start button. Keep your fingers crossed, guys. Here it goes." Charley said, pressing a button.
Flashing swirling lights lit up the transporter. It began glowing and a blinding light made Charley hide her face.
Charley looked up again to see them all gone. A lump formed in her throat. Her three good friends disappeared. Would she ever see them again?
"Good luck, guys. Watch yourselves. Vinnie... come back soon." Charley called out.
...
The Biker Mice and their female companions found themselves on a desert like planet. The familiar red sun greeted them like an old friend.
"We made it!" Modo exclaimed.
"We're...home. Finally." Throttle said.
"Seems like forever." Vinnie said, looking around.
"Amazing..." Cecilla breathed.
"Yeah..." Minerva said.
Desert and large golden sand dunes bathed by the crimson red sun stretched out as far as the eyes could see. Every where you looked you saw desert but no trees or a cactus. But they didn't have time to enjoy the scenery.
Dune buggies came flying down the hill at them at breakneck speed. Driving them were these ugly, dog-like aliens.
"Sand Raiders!" Throttle called out.
"Those rotten slavers!" Vinnie spat out, taking out lit flares and throwing one. He blew up a buggy as the Sand Raider jumped out before it exploded into flames.
"We can't let them get us!" Carbine said, taking out her blaster. She hid behind a craggy rock formation. Her blasts hit the tire of another buggy which crashed into a sand dune.
"Wh-who are they?" Minerva asked.
"They're animals." Modo explained, shooting with his laser cannon, "The scum of the universe. They'll enslave anyone they can get their grubby paws on: Martian Mouse, human, anyone. The Fish Faces have sold a lot of our people to them. But don't you worry. They ain't getting us."
"Yeah, everyone deserves to be free." Vinnie said.
"They're blocking the road that leads to Martian Command!" Carbine called out.
"You two hide!" Throttle told Cecilla and Minerva pointing at some rock formations standing off to the side.
"Battle Mode, bros!" Throttle told Vinnie and Modo.
Weapons came out of their bikes. Missiles protruded out.
"Let's Rock...!" Throttle called out.
"And Ride!" Vinnie and Modo finshed the sentence with Throttle.
"Are they mad? There are hundreds of those dune buggies!" Cecilla exclaimed.
"Only hundreds?" Carbine chuckled, "That's just a walk in the park for them!"
"Yeah, you should see them when they really get crazy. They know how to let loose!" Minerva laughed.
Cecilla thought about it for a moment then smiled. Her sweetie had a habit of being reckless and getting himself into dangerous situations. He had told her in so many words that his life was anything but sane. It was filled with danger: life-threatening danger and near escapes.
"If I wasn't in love with him so much, I'd turn him into a cute little piggy!" She chuckled to herself, then out loud,"Ah well, life in general is crazy!"
"It certainly is." said a voice.
Carbine, Cecilia, and Minerva looked up to see two Sand Raiders approach them. Carbine whipped out her blaster.
"Stay back or I shoot!" Carbine called out, pointing it at them.
"Your little pop gun isn't going to scare us, general." One of them replied.
"I'm warning you." She said, cocking her blaster.
Within minutes, the blaster was shot out of her hand and she tried to run at them when a stun ray immobilized her.
Minerva picked up the blaster and tried to fire it but it fell apart in her hands.
"What do you want from us?" Cecilla asked the Sand Raiders.
"Fiesty things. Well, it's like this:since the Resistance made us lose our inventory during our last battle with them, you three will make nice replacements." The other one said, grabbing her and Minerva by the arms.
...
"Divide and Conquer Manuever Number Eighteen! Now!" Throttle shouted to his two comrades.
Vinnie and Modo nodded. The three bikers split up. One went left. The other went right. Throttle rode in the center. The Sand Raiders motioned to their comrades. One group went after Vinnie while another group followed Modo. Throttle rode towards the Sand Raiders.
"Come on, me hardies! Cut them all off! Don't let them reach Martian Command!" One of the Sand Raiders yelled to the others.
Throttle activated his Nuke Knuckles and socked one Sand Raider after another.
Meanwhile, Vinnie rode his red Sports bike through an open rock crater.
"Eat my sludge, flea bags!" Vinnie cried out, hitting a button on his bike's computer console.
A hose protruded out spraying out motor oil. The buggies slid and slided and smashed into the side of rock craters. They exploded and the Sand Raiders jumped out.
"Yes!" Vinnie cheered, fist in the air. Then he rode off to join his bros.
Modo was riding away from the pursuing Sand Raiders.
"Okay, Lil' Darling. Make your daddy proud!" Modo told his bike. He hit a button on his bike. It gathered up a huge pile of the sand then blew it into the faces of the Sand Raiders. The dog faced riders couldn't see and crashed into sand dunes. Riders were ejected from their vehicles.
"Ha Ha! That's my girl!" Modo laughed, patting the side of his bike.
He soon met up with Throttle and Vinnie. All around them were wounded Sand Raiders and destroyed dune buggies.
"Aww, no more?" Vinnie pretended to pout.
Suddenly, a woman's scream answered his question.
"That's Minerva!" Modo cried out.
The three mice turned to see two Sand Raiders standing in front of them. One of them held both Cecilla and Minerva by the wrists. The other one carried an unconscious Carbine in his arms.
"Carbine!" Throttle exclaimed, "What have you done to her?! If you've laid a finger on them..."
"Don't try anything stupid, mice. Your general is safe. For the moment. Give up and your three lovely companions won't be harmed." He told them.
Now the Biker Mice had a problem.