Zeta: hey everyone sorry for the delay the plot bunny got away from me. left you guys with a cliffy. hopefully i did justice on Karr's part in the last chapter if not oh well i tried. not sure how soon the next up date will be what with the holiday season rolling in. but i give you chapter 2.

Disclaimer: the plot and Mac are mine everything else not mine...ok well the other OCs are mine but they're the bad guys. (lets Karr run them over) now they're flat bad guys ^_^

Knight Rider - The Phoenix Knight

Chapter 2 - Raising the Flag


At the Knight Estate, Devon Miles was in his office searching through any and all files he could find in regards to microchip implants. He then opened the small safe hidden within one of the several bookcases, which held every document pertaining to the Knight Rider project. Looking through several folders he wasn't able to find a single clue. As Devon was beginning to lose faith that any information recorded about the microchip would never be found, he came across several video tapes that sat in the back of the safe. Among those tapes there was one he had not seen before, the label read 'Cavalier'. Intrigued Devon pulled it from the vault and move towards the television. Turning the device on, he placed the tape in the VCR.

The screen flickered for a moment before the familiar aging face of the former head of FLAG, Wilton Knight appeared. Surprise flashed across Devon's face momentarily when his old friend began speaking.

"Hello Devon, I assume that if you're watching this it can only mean that you have learned of the microchip implanted within Michael's skull, you might have to sit down for this one my friend," The video recording of Wilton Knight said pausing to sit down, "I apologize for not including you in this or for not telling you sooner as I was pressed for time and this had been a last minute endeavor. I was reattempting the Cavalier Program with Michael as the candidate."

"The Cavalier Program, surely Wilton you remember what happened the first time we tried that program," Devon said aloud to the television as colour drained from his face, the surprise causing him to sit down. "Surely you didn't forget the incident with the prototype?"

"Yes it had failed in the past, and of course I hadn't forgotten about the incident with KARR. We were at fault for that one unfortunately. I had not expected the man to suffer that side effect and to top it off the poorly written program for the Prototype." The Wilton Recording continued looking rather pale in complexion, the video must have been recorded during Michael's recovery of his cosmetic surgery changing him from Michael Long to Michael Knight, "Never the less I had everything checked and double checked for complications. I assure you Michael is a much better candidate for this program. He has a stable mind and the Knight2000's programming has been properly written. There is no reason it shouldn't work this time around. The lad is strong willed I'm sure he would make this program work. If anyone it would be Michael I have faith in him."

"Wilton, the risks! This is a human being we're dealing with," Devon spoke out again to the video. But the recording halted any further argument by the raise of a hand. The grey haired British man was beginning to wonder if his actions are that predictable to be hushed by a recording.

"I understand the risks, and I had it tested. Also as I had been short for time to mention this reactivation of the program to you Devon, I had not the chance to activate the link. Therefore it is merely a dead chip and it poses no threat to Michael's health. Devon you surely can't disagree with my selection of Michael to continue on with the Cavalier." Wilton calmly spoke oblivious to the frantic man sitting before the T.V, "At least activate the program, and if it doesn't work a failsafe had been installed in the system to shut it down if a conflict should arise. I had this recording done so that if ever the chip was discovered I could explain my actions. Please extend my apologies to Michael would you my friend. He more then any of us would be affected by my brash decision. Now I must go and see to placing Knight Industries and the Foundation in your capable hands. Farewell Devon."

The video ended at that moment, leaving Devon shocked at the news of the Cavalier Program being reactivated and that he had not been told of this before hand. Having been apart of the original installment of the program he's seen what happens when it fails. As the head of the foundation he now had the job of telling Michael, but unfortunately or maybe it was fortunate that Michael Knight was currently in a coma. Devon feared that learning about this may be more detrimental to the young man's health then Wilton had thought. Suddenly the metaphorical light bulb lit up.

"Of course, it makes perfect sense now," with the light of new hope in the aging aristocrat's eyes, Devon Miles hastily left his office and headed for the Garage, "I must tell Bonnie, I just hope she takes it better then I did. And pray that Kitt isn't to far gone in his grief for Michael's sake, he's our last hope to helping the man."


The Phoenix Foundation, it was the last place she thought she would ever be. The car arrived a couple hours later into the underground parking lot. After going around several rows of cars it finally pulled into a spot and stopped. The man called Joe pulled the no longer resisting blonde from the grey sedan and began directing the girl towards the elevators, while Daniels and the second goon Scott lead the way. The group casually walked through the ever busy building, several of the Phoenix Foundation workers greeted Daniels and he would respond by nodding. No one seemed to really notice the way the three men were leading the young woman through the office. It was either everyone was blindly oblivious or that they were all being paid off to look the other way, which ever Mac couldn't be sure.

They finally reached a large office at the far end of the floor. What had once been clear glass doors were now solid wood. The door tag read 'Phoenix Foundation Director: John Corbin'. Pausing in front of the doors Daniels stepped forward softly knocked. They received a quick 'come in' from the other side and went into the office.

Inside Mac clearly could tell it wasn't just the doors that were changed in Pete Thornton's former office. From old photos of her father and Pete together that everything from the carpet to the furniture was different. Nothing inside was from the former days of the foundation, knowing this saddened the blonde woman.

"Mr. Corbin I brought the woman who took the car from the junk yard," Daniels said once the wooden doors closed behind them. Sitting at the desk was a heavy built man, his face narrow with a slightly square chin. The man's hair was a dark brown making it have an almost black tone to it. A cigar sat slowly burning in an ash tray, and files were neatly stacked. A computer sat just to the left on a separate table, files lined along a bookcase behind the man. The blinds had been drawn darkening the room. John Corbin looked up from the file he had been reading to give Daniels a searching glance then turned his attention to the young woman. The blonde woman was hauntingly familiar to him.

"So you have Daniels good work, you three may leave," Corbin said giving a slight wave of his hand in dismissal. Daniels and the two goons stepped out of the office leaving Mac alone with the Director. "Ah Miss MacGyver wasn't it? Please sit down."

Mac did just that, getting as comfortable as she could in a plush chair facing the desk. Like a fat gazelle being comfortable in a lions den. She suppressed a shudder at that self comparison.

"I want you to tell me what you know about the car you found."

"I found it in a junk yard," Mac took her time in choosing her words, opting to play dumb, "look Mr. Corbin if the car was stolen I'm sorry I didn't know."

"You didn't know. Tell me Miss MacGyver what is your father's name?" John Corbin asked leaning forward.

"My father? What does he have to with this?" avoided Mac trying to steer the conversation away from her and more to getting information regarding Karr, "I thought this was about a car I found."

"Oh it is I assure you, I was merely curious," Corbin seemed not to be phased by the girl avoiding the question. "You see several years ago there had been a man that went by as MacGyver who worked for the Phoenix Foundation. His name was Angus MacGyver."

"Small world I guess, but my father's name was Jack, Jack Anthony MacGyver," Mac lied speaking calmly. As her father would say 'the trick to winning at a game of poker is to use a good bluff, and if you play your cards right even a lousy hand could win'. She just hoped she had a good enough poker face to get away with.

"Is that so? Oh well it isn't important," Corbin stated eyeing the blonde before dismissing his question getting back to business, "now I want you to tell me exactly what you know about that car you found."

"It's black?" shrugged the blonde woman, "and it talks. That's about all I know."

"Where is it now?"

"I don't know."

"Don't play games missy, tell me where the car is!" Corbin shouted getting to his feet.

"I'm telling you I don't know, I told him to run and he did," Mac replied shrinking back from the older man's outburst, "he could be half way to New York by now."

"So that's how your playing this game very well I have ways of getting you to talk." Dark haired man made his way around the desk. Mac began to slightly panic but managed to conceal her uneasiness, "Excuse me a moment."

With that the head of the Phoenix Foundation left the room leaving Mac to herself. Making sure the door had shut Mac immediately went to the computer. It had already been on which helped as she began searching in the Phoenix Foundation files. She used KARR as keyword hoping to find anything as to what Corbin wanted the T-top for. Every so often she glanced up at the door making sure no one was coming in as the screen began loading the search results.

Never had she known a man to be as obsessed over a car then John Corbin. Plus it helped in knowing that the Phoenix Foundation isn't into technology research as advanced as KARR, Mac knew something wasn't right. Now getting the information she needed would be the tricky part especially when the man in question could return at any second.

Looking at the screen she began speed reading through the information she picked out several words. Sure that she found what she needed she retrieved a floppy disc from a tray labeled blank discs and immediately began copying the information. Again she checked the door so far no one came through. When the file transfer had finished she typed in one of the words she pick out from the file, typing F.L.A.G. into the system the screen changed to information about FLAG. Skimming through she learned that KARR had been owned by Knight Industries which is the large supporter for the Foundation for Law And Government, Corbin had KARR stolen from Knight Industries when it was commissioned for deactivation several years ago. Mac paused when she read 'Dr. James Marley system override program causing FLAG's new AI vehicle to take out the driver named Michael Knight'. Grabbing another disc she began copying the contents of that file as well.

Might as well make lemons into lemonade, Mac thought to herself. She got from the chair and headed for the window. Peeking through the blinds she looked out, the ledge she saw was too narrow, she wouldn't be able to get out that way. Mac went back to the computer and removed the copied disc and placed it and the first one in an inside pocket of her age worn leather jacket. Hearing someone approach the door Mac quickly cleared the computer screen and got back to her seat returning to her earlier position.

John Corbin, along with the two men Joe and Scott reentered the room as Mac casually turned to see them enter. The two men stood on either side of the blonde woman each grabbing one of her arms lifting her from her seat. Not saying a word to the girl, they began leading her from the office and back to the elevator. Neither man gave any hint as to what is about to happen. The elevator travel down three floors before stopping and the passengers exited. Catching the door that read 'stairs' in the corner of her eye the young MacGyver began running through an escape plan. They had gotten at least ten feet from the elevator when Mac suddenly stuck out her foot causing the red haired man to trip and let go of the girl.

Taking this chance, the young blonde lined a solid punch to the man still holding her, in the face. Joe let go of Mac in reaction to the hit as Corbin stopped mid stride to turn around. Shaking her hand from the impact, Mac didn't pause, once she had been let go she broke into a dead run straight toward the stairs. She had just made it to the door when both goons got to their feet.

"After her, you bumbling idiots! Don't let her get away!" Corbin shouted and the two men immediately obeyed pursuing the escaping woman. "Damn you MacGyver."


Her heart raced as adrenaline coursed through her veins, not one of her brighter moments taking on two armed men. Mac made it down three flights of stairs when she heard the door she had just gone through slam open. Pausing she looked up to see the two large men following her down the stairs. That was all she paused for and she was soon running down the rest of the flights her pursuers not far behind. When she made it to the door reading 'Parking Garage', Mac threw it open and bolted to the nearest exit as fast as she could. The men, Joe and Scott were not far behind and soon were catching up to the fleeing girl.

Needing something to help get more distance between her and the two men, the young Jane-of-all-trades grabbed a fire extinguisher off a nearby support column. Stopping she hastily placed the extinguisher on the ground the canister facing the approaching goons, removed the locking pin and she stomped onto the valve as hard as she could. So far luck was on her side as the force of her stomp caused the valve to rupture and sent the red canister rocketing towards the men tripping one. The second man was caught in the chalky fire retardant coughing as he had inhaled some of the growing cloud. The first man returned to his feet only to be bombarded by a choking cloud of dust and foam.

Recovering the choking man removed a gun from his belt and aimed at the girl, Mac stood frozen in surprise. In mere seconds before the man fired the gun a thunderous turbine whine accompanied by screeching tires drowned out the gunshot. Mac dove to the ground as several parked cars are tossed in different directions sparks scattered all over and a black T-top roared through. It all happened in an instant from one row over the cars were torn through like they were rice paper. The bullet bouncing off the roof of the car completely missing its target as the shooter miss aimed the weapon when a red Lincoln was thrown in his direction. Mac barely knew what was happening in front of her until an all too familiar deep voice shouted, "ESCAPE NOW!"

"Rook to kings knight, I'm raising the flag!" Shouted Mac as she gave one last look to the black car and was on her feet running to the exit. The car engine roaring loudly behind her was almost deafening. Rushing from the underground garage the blonde woman ran north into the town cutting across several yards, taking the closest side street before coming to a gas station at the edge of town. Flagging down a blue jeep pulling away from the pumps, Mac gave the driver a quick tale of some men chasing her and needing to get as far from town as she could. The driver immediately waved the girl to get in, Mac did. The blue jeep pulled onto the north bound highway.

At the Phoenix Foundation a black Trans Am rushed from the underground garage turning south. Soon to follow was a grey sedan two men inside. With ease the T-top weaved through traffic as its speed increased. It took a sharp turn down a back alley with the grey sedan not to far behind struggling to follow. Midway through the narrow lane a large truck carrying several crates began backing into the alley. The T-top increased its speed further seemingly on a collision course with the truck. Much to the surprise of the man guiding the driver of the truck when the black car what looked about to crash suddenly become air born slamming through a few of the crates. The grey sedan skidded to a stop inches from the truck, the sedans driver slamming his fist on the steering wheel causing the horn to beep from the force. They could do nothing as the rogue Trans Am got away.


It was difficult to explain the feeling, it was confining almost suffocating but at the same time there was plenty of room to move. Not that there was anywhere to go, it was like being surrounded by a thick fog. Was he dead? Is this what it's like to die? But he couldn't be dead he had a case to solve, Kitt must be wondering where he was. Oh God Kitt, suddenly his memory came flooding back and he began searching the fog calling out the names of his friends and his partner.

"Kitt!" he cried looking all around rushing into the fog, then as if he had been zapped by static shock he turned around and stared wide eyed at a black shifting shadow far out into the fog. He moved closer suddenly calm there was no recognizable detail to the mist just a presence in his mind, "hey pal."

Unsure how he knew who this presence was the man had not expected that he would receive an answer back. The presence a black shadow like mist though cautious and uncertain grew closer like a child meeting someone he wasn't sure he should. "Michael?"

Michael smiled though it was more emotion than anything physical since in this place he had no physical body, it was there though it seemed more like he was covered in a misty haze, but he was there just the same as the black mist. "What happened pal?"

"I hit you, Michael."


Zeta: yay Karr came to help granted he went the wrong way or maybe Mac did (shrugs) have to wait and see. any idea what she plans on doing with those discs? i sure the heck don't or do i (shifty eyes) and we got some Kitt and Micheal action at the end would had more but it was coming out to cheesy for coming after an action scene so i'll hold the rest for another chapter. lets just say Kitt's gone a lil emo from his guilt...sshh. i didn't say nothing. so be honest how many expected this chapter like it had come out? well clicky da button and let me know!

i hope for Mac's sake Karr understood that message she gave him...creative wasn't it if not corny. and is Micheal coming out of his coma sooner then the authoress had planned? we'll have to wait and find out next time. (climbs into a car) Turbo boost! (the kiddy car ride does nothing)...(little kid puts a quarter in the slot the car starts moving) stupid budget cuts next time i'm stealing the Knight3000.