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Chapter two

Kiwi was busy with cleaning up the mess from the garage door, cursing loudly. She called a mechanic to fix the door, but he didn't have time now and could not come until next week. So, she decided to clean up the mess and leave it till the door could be fixed. She did have three big, strong and macho bodyguards on her property now. She wasn't scared someone was gonna come inside to steal something. Speaking of which...
She heard three engines approaching and turned around. The mice flew over the fence. Her eyes grew big when she saw Vinnie performing a perfect somersault before landing perfectly on the ground. Was he crazy? They stopped right in front of her with shrieking breaks.
"AAAOOWW, Vinnie, the velocity atrocity, triumphs again!", Vinnie cheered, pumping his fist in the air.
Throttle pulled off his helmet and looked at Kiwi.
"Say there, Kiwi? We went to the other side of town and noticed some… destruction… You happen to know something about that?", he asked.
Kiwi noticed his serious tone. Why would he care about the ghetto from Chicago?
"I eh… I don't know… I don't come there that often…", she said slowly.
"Look, it's really important. We need to know everything you know."
"Why? Why do you care?"
"Because our fearless leader over here thinks there are Plutarkians in town. And well… You know. We wouldn't want to let them destroy Earth like they did to Mars... sweetheart", Vinnie added with a mischievous smile.
Kiwi clenched her fists and marched straight to Vinnie, but Modo suddenly stood right in front of her.
"He is right. Well, about destroying the city. Is there anything you know? Maybe some small details, details that may not seem important to you…?"
Kiwi looked up at him. Damn, he was big. She slowly stepped back and thought about it. Suddenly something popped up in her head. She remembered this because she hated the guy. Not that she had met him. But the arrogance he talked with on television, clearly very satisfied with himself… Ugh. And it was all over the news, almost every day.
"The only thing I know is that there is a businessman in town who wants to renew the old neighborhoods. Everybody worships him, since he is willing to spend a lot of his own money to help the city… But I can hardly imagine that he is a alien, he is doing some good work over here…"
Even she didn't liked the guy, it really was hard to believe he had bad intentions. Being arrogant and having a ego bigger than this city wasn't a crime. The amazing Lawrence Limburger. He was a hero in this town. Then why was she telling them this?
Throttle rubbed his chin.
"What is his name?"
"Lawrence Limburger. He has a big skyscraper in the middle of town. Hard to miss. "
Vinnie closed his visor with a grin.
"Well, let's pay him a visit then, shall we?"
"Let's rock…"
"...AND RIDE!"
Kiwi was left behind in a cloud of dust. She coughed and shook her head. Oh boy. Did she just help to bring a war to this planet? She sure hoped not. They must be overreacting. Not a strange reaction, giving their history. She was actually kinda curious if she was right. Maybe she needed to follow them. She looked at the garage door and shrugged. Why not? She quickly grabbed her keys and stepped in her car.

Meanwhile, the mice were standing before the big building with the letters LP on it.
"So, this is where we can find this Lawrence Limburger clown", Vinnie said, checking the building and surrounding
Modo closed his visor.
"It's time to pop in for a little visit."
"Battle mode, bro's", Throttle said, while closing his visor too. "We are gonna rock the walls off this joint."
They opened the gas and sped straight towards the building.
"Yoooo, party time!", Vinnie cheered.
They fired their jets and drove up the walls. But suddenly, lasers came out of the building and fired at them. The mice jumped over them and stopped on the roof.
"You know, I don't think Limburger is really happy to see us", Vinnie said smiling. Not that he cared. Oh no. The more danger, the better. He turned his head when he heard a noise and ducked when a laser was flying right at him.
"Uh oh. Company", Throttle said, while turning his bike. "This is making this guy even more suspicious. Spread, bro's", he ordered.
Vinnie went left and Modo went right.
Modo's eye was glowing red and he turned his bike. After popping a wheelie, he drove straight towards the buggy which was following him and punched the driver right in the face. The poor guy flew into the air. Modo kissed his metal arm and drove further.
In the meantime, Throttle had one buggy behind him and one in front of him, hunted by Vinnie. He drove straight towards the one in front of him and at the last moment, he jumped right over the buggy. The one behind him was too late to avoid it, so they crashed into each other.

The mice parked their bikes and pulled off their helmets. The bikes fired ropes.
"Let's grab him", Throttle said and they jumped through the window below them, using the ropes. The glass shattered and they landed in a big office. They looked around. Tubes filled with water and big aquariums with fish in it. A desk. A fat man. A fat man in a purple suit. A angry, fat man in a purple suit.
"It's just so hard to find good help these days", Vinnie said, wiggling his eyebrows.
The man sighed.
"I know, I know…", and he slapped himself in the face, obviously very disappointed.
Throttle sniffed and walked closer. Limburger was laughing a little bit nervous, sweat was dripping off his face.
"Hey. I smell Plutarkian", Throttle said and with his tail, he ripped off the mask.
A green fish head was under it, smiling ashamed.
"Ooh… Oh, you could tell?", he said, smelling under his arms. "I must have the air condition repaired at once."
Suddenly, the elevator opened and a weird looking man walked in. He wore a white lab coat, a green goggles and had some sort or wires coming out of his head.
"Karbunkle!", Modo growled.
Karbunkle smiled and rubbed his hands.
"Yes. Yes, my boy. How very nice of you to remember."
"Oh I remember, alright. I remember how you took my arm", Modo said, his eye glowing red. He pointed his arm cannon at the head of Karbunkle.
Karbunkle smiled again.
"Very interesting invention. And speaking of inventions…" He grabbed a remote out his lab coat and pushed a button. The elevator opened again and a big man came into view, sitting on a bike. When the mice looked closer, they saw it was a robot instead of a man. He wore sunglasses and had the most hideous haircut ever.
"I have one I really like you to meet; The Exterminator…" Karbunkle gloated.
The Exterminator pointed his gun at the mice.
"Hasta la vista, rodents…"
The mice froze and stared at the big gun. Limburger finally found his voice back and smiled.
"Well, well. I think it's time to say goodbye to our guests.
Throttle whistled on his fingers and the sound of heavy engines broke the silence.
"I gotta tell ya, it's been a treat fella's, but it's time for us to ROCK… and ROLL!" and he jumped out of the window, right on his bike. Vinnie and Modo followed him quickly and they drove down.
When they drove away from the building, they could hear Limburger yell.
"Exterminate them!"
"Kick it, bro's!", Throttle yelled and they jumped over a big hole in the ground. When they landed, a group of goons came out of the hole and put the pursuit, followed by The Exterminator. They opened fire on the mice.
"You guys take Limburgers goon squad, I handle the big fella", Throttle ordered.
They split up. Modo pushed a button on his dashboard and two rockets flew out of the back of his bike. They hit the buggy behind him and the goon flew in the air and landed in a trashcan.
Throttle stopped before a building and turned his bike to face The Exterminator.
"Come and get me, tin man!", he provoked the evil robot.
"End of the road, rodent", the robot said and pointed his gun at Throttle.
Throttle popped a wheelie and drove straight towards him. The Exterminator did the same, but Throttle jumped in the air right before they would crash. The robot didn't expect this and crashed into the building, straight into a big tank of liquid.
Throttle followed him and The Exterminator looked at him, struggling to get out of the tank.
"I'll be back", he said.
"Yeah, well. Don't forget to write", Throttle answered drily.

Meanwhile, Kiwi stopped her car closeby Limburger Plaza and looked at the building. She saw tire prints on the road, so she concluded that the mice had been here. But nowhere to be seen now… She got out of her car and walked closer to the building. It was quiet. So, maybe she was wrong about this guy. Otherwise, she would have noticed something, right? Well, in fact she didn't had a clue how the mice worked, but her instinct told her they didn't play soft. Suddenly, the smell of grease filled her nose. She sniffed and looked behind her, but before she could react, there was a huge hand over her mouth. Another hand grabbed her by the waist and dragged her with him. Oh shit. It was clearly a bad idea to come here…

The mice drove back to Limburger tower, cheering and whooping. But when they came around the corner, they hit the brakes.
"Hey, biker bunny's! I've got somethings for yous…" a raw voice screamed.
The mice looked at each other and came closer. They saw a huge, metal pole with four plates to held it on his place. On the plates, big sharp points. And on top of the pole…
"Kiwi!", Modo yelled, his eye glowing red. They drove closer and saw a huge man standing next to the trap. He was wearing a green dungarees and a red hat. He smiled at the mice and he only had four teeth or so. But the weirdest thing was; he was dripping oil out of every pore from his body. Vinnie wrinkled his nose. The guy was grose, alright.
"Let her go, oil breath", Throttle ordered, while they stopped in front of him.
The guy pointed at him.
"Yous touches me and I will pull this string…" he held up his other hand, to show them the rope he was holding. The rope was attached at the trap.
"...and your friend wil goes… SNAP."
"Alright bro's, let's get him", Throttle said, revving his engine.
Kiwi shook her head, but there was nothing she could do since she was tied up.
"No… guys…", she said when she saw what they were up to.
"On three…", Throttle said.
"Maybe we should think it over before you…", Kiwi said, louder this time. Panic took over her body. She was scared. What were they gonna do? Maybe she wasn't scared of dying, but she had to admit; being crushed between plates with sharp points attached to it wasn't a really nice way to leave this world.
"Hit it!", Throttle ordered and the mice opened the gas. They drove straight to her. Her eyes grew big. Throttle turned his bike and shot a rope out of the back. It whirled around the oil leaking guy and Throttle yanked the rope. Because of the force, the guy fell face forward on the ground, tied up and completely helpless.
In the meantime, Modo raised his arm cannon and shot at the trap. It exploded and Kiwi flew into the air. She screamed the lungs out of her body. She felt she was slowly stopping with flying up and started to fall down. She screamed ever louder and closed her eyes when she saw the ground coming closer and closer. But suddenly, she heard a engine roar and she felt two strong arms catching her.
"Gotcha, sweetheart" Vinnie's voice.
She opened her eyes and saw she was lying in his arms on his bike. He looked back with a arrogant look on his face.
"Have I got style, or what?", he grinned.
But he was driving. And that was when the panic fully took over. Suddenly, it looked like time stood still. She didn't hear anything anymore, only the loud beating from her heartbeat in her head. She could feel her breathing came out in rapid breaths. Her whole body was shaking. She squeezed her eyes and opened her mouth.
"Get me off this bike, NOW! GET ME OFF! GET ME OFF, GET ME OFF, GET…"
Vinnie immediately hit the brakes and quickly set her on the ground, like she was on fire. She fell on her knees, still screaming.
He kneeled down next to her.
"Wow, wow, wow. Easy sweetheart, you're safe…"
She heard a strange noise, like a lighter that enlighted. She smelled something burning and suddenly, she could move again. The ropes were gone. She scrambled on her feet and ran away, to her car. She jumped in and drove away with dangerous speed.
Vinnie didn't follow her. The white furred mouse blinked a few times, but then looked over his shoulder and saw his bro's standing by the oil leaking dude, who was still lying tied up on the ground.
"Heeeyy, three against one ain't fair!", he yelled childish.
"Now you listen up, oil breath. You just take a message back to your boss for us", Throttle said with a low voice.
"What message?", the guy asked.
"You tell him the Biker Mice From Mars are in town, and the party's over. You got that?", Throttle added with a low and soft voice, pointing at him.
"Ehhh, yeah. I think so", the guy answered.
"Good. So, now it's time to go", Modo said, smiling and revving his bike.
"Oh no…", the guy sighed.
Throttle grabbed him and whirled him around above his head. He threw him over to Modo, who punched him so hard, the guy flew away.
"Mister Limburger ain't gonna like thiiiiiiis", they heard. Modo waved.
"Toodles!"

A dark room. A ice pack on her pounding head. She was fighting the images that popped up in her head. She squeezed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Dammit. What was she thinking? She had been naive. She hadn't exactly believed that there were more aliens on this planet. But she was wrong. Oh boy, she was so wrong. Her body was shaking and she was soaked with sweat. She needed to calm down. But she didn't knew how. Her breathing came out in rapid breaths. Everytime she closed her eyes, she saw herself on Vinnie's bike. The speed he was driven by. Jezus. Oh god. Oh. My. God. Calm down, Kiwi. Calm down.
She heard footsteps and her heart stopped. Her whole body tensed and she perked her ears. The footsteps were coming closer. She tried to get up, but she couldn't. Her body failed on her. She knew there were three ways of reacting to danger; fight, fright or flight. Unfortunately, her body chose fright this time. She stared at the door and saw the handle slowly going down. With a soft click, the door opened. Light came into her room and she squeezed her eyes against it. Her head was killing her. The door opened further and…
"Throttle!", she breathed relieved.
The tan furred mouse looked surprised when he heard her voice. He slowly walked in.
"Hey. I just came to check if you were alright. Vinnie told me…" but Kiwi held up her hand.
"I'm fine. I don't know what that loudmouth told you, but he exaggerated. I'm fine", she repeated. Who was she trying to convince?
Throttle slowly walked closer and sat down on her bed.
"You are not fine." A fact. Not a question. Kiwi took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves.
"Please, just leave me alone", she said softly. Throttle sighed and looked at her.
"What is your story, Kiwi? Why are you living in this big house, all alone? Why…", but Kiwi interrupted him.
"Leave me alone. Now." Her voice was low and cold. Throttle sighed again and stood up.
"Okay, whatever you want, lady. But know this; if you are ready, you can talk to me." He left the room and closed the door.
Kiwi let out her breath. Close one. She rolled on her belly and opened the drawer of her bedside table. Her hand grabbed the jar of pills. After a little hesitation she put two of them in her mouth. Failure. But she had no choice. She lay down again and felt how the pills slowly took over her body. Her muscles relaxed. The shaking stopped. Her head became fuzzy. She sighed and closed her eyes. And within two minutes, she was fast asleep.

The next morning, she woke up because of the sound of music. She blinked a few times and listened. Heavy metal was clearly hearable from outside. She sighed and climbed out of bed. The pills had done their job, she was calm again. Too calm. She couldn't fully open her eyes and every movement was going in slow motion. She took a shower and decided to make some breakfast for the guys. But what did they eat? She smiled. Was she stupid? They are mice. So they must like cheese. With a little smile around her lips, she walked into the big kitchen and began with her task.

The mice had discovered the game football on television and decided to play a little game by themselves. With loud music on the background, they were having the time of their lives in the big garden.
"Down and out!", Throttle yelled.
He and Modo were following Vinnie, who had the ball. Vinnie suddenly turned around and threw the ball.
"Heads up!"
Modo caught the ball, but because of the force of Vinnie's throw, he fell on the ground.
"Oempff", he breathed.
He recovered quickly and jumped on his feet. He ran away with the ball under his arm and the other arm in front of him, like he was a professional football player. Vinnie and Throttle followed him. Throttle jumped on Modo's back, but the big guy just ran further.
"Au, he is on the third, the fourth, the fifth, he's a tank, nothing can stop him, but wait! Wait! Heeeeeere's Vinnieeee!", and Vinnie also jumped on Modo.
That was too much for the grey furred giant and he flew forward, with Throttle and Vinnie on his back. Unfortunately, right at that moment, Kiwi decided to come outside with breakfast. Her eyes grew big when she saw a bundle of three big, Martian mice flying right at her, but it was too late. They crashed into her and they rolled over the ground. When they finally lay still again, Throttle was lying on the ground with Modo, Vinnie and Kiwi on top of him.
"Touchdown?", Modo gasped, smiling. Throttle grabbed the ball, which got stuck under him. It was now flat.
"Hmmm, more like a squash down…"
The ball let out a squeaking sound when the air left out of the big hole.
Kiwi was sitting on Vinnie and the white furred mouse pulled off his helmet. He folded his hands under his chin and looked at her.
"I can make a big play for you, doll", he said, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Ugh", Kiwi growled, while climbing off his lap.
She was angry, embarrassed, uncomfortable, but also slightly amused. While standing up, she felt Vinnie's fur under her hand and she noticed it was very soft. The fact she even noticed, made her angry, but also curious. Dammit. She wanted to keep her distance, not letting them get too close at her. But she already found out that wasn't going to be easy. One part of her wanted them close to her. The other part tried to push that away.
"You just sacked your breakfast", she said, pointing at the mess on the floor.
"Ah man…", Vinnie pouted, but then he sniffed.
"Now just wait a darn minute! Is that… cheese?", he asked, his voice low and his nose wrinkled. He looked at Kiwi.
She looked back, confused.
"Eh yeah, it is…"
"Ugh, I hate cheese", Vinnie said and Modo and Throttle agreed.
"Who do you think we are?", Throttle chuckled. Kiwi shrugged.
"Mice", she said, like stating the obvious. "Anyway… it's not eatable anymore now…", she added.
"It never was eatable in the first place, sweetheart", Vinnie said and smiled his most charming smile while swinging an arm around her shoulders.
"But thanks. For the effort", he said, winking at her.
Kiwi's cheeks turned red and she quickly made herself loose.
"I will make something else. Be right back" and she rushed back inside.
"See? I make her nervous. Told ya. She likes me", Vinnie said with a arrogant smile.
Throttle and Modo sighed and started to clean up the mess.

"Guys, breakfast is ready!", Kiwi yelled. But even before the last word came out of her mouth, the mice were already inside and sitting at the kitchen table.
"Wow, that was fast", she mumbled. And they did use the door this time.
"The only thing I had left were some hot dogs in the freezer. I just hope you like them more than cheese…", she said, while setting a plate on the table. Before she could blink, it was all gone.
"Oh yeah, this is great. So much better than cheese", Vinnie smiled satisfied and burped. Modo and Throttle agreed.
"Hate to say it, but you are right. This is the best food I ate in years", Modo said, rubbing his belly.
Kiwi narrowed her eyes. In years? Hot dogs? Jezus. That was just sad. What did they have to eat on Mars?
"You guys didn't had good food on Mars?", she asked, but she shook her head.
"Stupid question. You guys were living in a war."
Throttle chuckled.
"There is no such thing as a stupid question. Well, except when your name is Vinnie…"
"HEY!"
"But you're right. We ate what we could find, and that was not always… tasteful…" he trailed off.
"Well, good thing someone on Earth invented the hot dog then, right?", Kiwi said to cheer him up. He looked at her and smiled.
"So true, so true."
There was a silence. Modo looked worried at her and sighed.
"Kiwi ma'am… Are you okay? You know… after what happened yesterday?"
Kiwi jerked upright and quickly started to clear the mess.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just… startled. I guess… First time to be a hostage, you know..."
She knew she needed to give them a little bit more details, to show them how she really felt, but she couldn't. Not now.
"Okay… What were you doing there anyway?", Throttle asked curiously. Kiwi's cheeks turned red.
"I eh… I… Ehm... ", she stuttered. Dammit. She could feel her ears glowing.
"Smooth talker, aren't you, sweetheart?", Vinnie snickered while looking at her. But then his face grew serious.
"But really, why were you there? You could have got hurt…"
She stared at him. Did he really care or… But when she saw the look on his face, she knew he was serious. And when she saw the faces of Modo and Throttle, she knew for sure they were very serious. They… they actually cared? About her?
"I eh… I was curious. I didn't really believe this Limburger guy was a alien. So, I decided to follow you, to look for myself… Well, then Greasepit caught me…"
"Greasepit, huh?", Throttle asked.
"Yeah, that was the guy's name. He told me. Stupid. But then again, he didn't gave me the impression he knew how to use his brains. If he even has any..."
"Well, now you know. Limburger is bad news. So, stay away from him, from now on", Throttle said with a strict voice. Kiwi nodded. She totally agreed with him.
She felt Vinnie looking at her. She looked back and when she saw the look in his eyes, she shook her head. No. Don't start…
"Why freak out on my bike then? I saved you from being street pizza. And it was such a smooth catch. I must say; I had expected a little bit more appreciation. But instead you…"
Kiwi stopped him.
"Shut up. You hear me? I don't wanna talk about it. Not now, not ever!" and she marched outside.
"Way to go, Vincent. You and your big mouth", Throttle sighed, his hand before his eyes.
Vinnie looked confused.
"What? What did I do?"
"The girl obviously has issues. You just can't ask things like that out of the blue… Why am I explaining this to you anyway?", Throttle added when he saw the look on Vinnie's face. The guy was completely clueless. No surprise there. Vinnie never felt this kinda things. Modo stood up.
"Let's continue that ball game, bro's", he said smiling, to avoid a fight between his bro's.
After glaring at each other, his two bro's agreed and they walked back into the yard, with Vinnie bragging about how he was gonna win this time. But Throttle was with his thoughts elsewhere. By a certain girl with blue eyes...

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