Knight Song
Chapter 4
A Hard Hit
Nora slowly opened her eyes. The room was dark and dank. Her knees and hands were wet from the floor. Her face was dirty. She looked around. The walls were stone, and the room had no windows.
"I reserved this room for Michael Knight. But...I think it suits you." Garthe said and smiled. To Nora it was a cold, evil smile, with no pity.
"What do you want."
"Goliath." Garthe barked.
"Its gone. Let him die in peace you retched beast." Nora growled back.
"Never...not without Michael Knights blood on its wheels." Garthe smiled. "That little car of his will take its tole too." Garthe said and smiled.
"You leave...my...car alone." Nora stood up to her full height, which wasn't anything amazing next to Garthe who stood an easy 6'1.
"Your car...HA!" Garthe laughed and walked toward the door. "That car...is in MY garage. If you don't fix Goliath...it will be destroyed." Garthe said Noras face fell. She sighed and bit her thumb, thinking.
"Let me speak with KITT." Nora asked and slowly walked toward the door not really wanting a yes or no.
" Be my guest sweetheart." Garthe said and opened the door toward the garage. Nora walked in or rather was shoved in. KITT was sitting in the corner on stilts.
"KITT did they hurt you?"
"I should be asking you that. Your bleeding." KITT said and ran a scan on her. "I see you've got a minor cuncusion. You should lay down." KITT announced.
"She can't...she's got work to do. Nora get to work on Goliath."
"You don't have to Nora. Run get out of here. I'm only reading Garthe here. You can get away." KITT said just as a second automated voice spoke up.
"Not...totally alone my careless counterpart." KARRs voice echoed.
"KARR...but we've distroyed you." KITT gasped. "Nora run now. These two teamed up, they're dangerous."
"If she doesn't KITT...you'll be destroyed. She wouldn't ever allow that." KARR said and laughed evilly.
"No..." KITT said as Nora ran her hand over KITTs hood and climbed up onto the platform and looked into the new Goliath.
Michael walked back and forth within Devons office. His head spinning with possibilities.
"Are you sure Devon...absolutely sure?" Michael asked. Devon nodded and soon regretted it. Devon had an ice pack on his forehead where a nice bruise had formed. Obviously a wound received when he attempted to come to Nora and KITTs rescue.
"Yes Michael, it was Garthe. That maniac is back. How isn't what I'm worried about its why. He's got what he's came for...and its only apparent what he wants. He's going to switch KITTs CPU into Goliath." Devon said.
"He's going to need Nora to help him with that. Perhaps a few other things as well." Devon sighed and sipped at a cup of tea.
"Any clues as to where he might be hiding?" Michael asked.
"Yes...from what his Swiss bank accounts have told us. He's purchased an island near the Florida Keys. A small place.
"Then I'm on my way. I'm going to need a car."
"We have someone from London standing by to escort you." Devon announced.