Usual disclaimers apply. Still having a few problems with my laptop which is holding things up. Regardless of that, the next one is ready. Thanks again to Tempest for use of her characters, and for fixing my mistakes during the beta reading. Thanks to everyone for the reviews - and thanks to fort lawrence for the heads up, I'll have to go back and fix that mistake. lilnudger, I do have ideas for 2 sequels, one will be more heavily Knight Rider based, and focus on Karr's history, the bond between him and his driver, and the second will be an attempt to incorporate Fast and Furious into this merging of the two universes. Hope you all enjoy the latest chapter!

Chapter 28: I'll be there in 10 seconds flat, I got your back, I'll be there just in time to counter-act

The world was dark. No light, no sound, no feel.

Karr hated being shut down. Knight Industries had never realised that the AI's were still aware when they were supposedly shut down. He remembered every second of his original incarceration in lab three over twenty years go.

Seconds ticked by. For an AI, it was a lifetime. For a moment the small part of the AI that was aware wondered if attempting to reboot had a mistake.

The thought was discarded as a small point of white appeared in the blackness. The whiteness expanded and began flashing. The AI 'reached' for the light with a sense of relief. The white point became input as the supercar came online, the AI returning to full awareness as sensor data rushed in, sound, colour, sonar, even the sensation of the sunlight against the smooth black skin of the car. Karr basked for just a second in the data pouring in, and then focused on locating his partner. The twin scanner bars recessed in the hood flared brightly, before the gold bands began pulsing back and forth. If the AI had been capable of frowning, it would have. There was no sign of any presences in the building or the surrounding area. A second, deeper scan of the building revealed a heavily metal lined room, drawing power and coolant. The AI switched to infra-red and scanned a third time, finally picking up heat sources in the same room. His primary goal achieved, Karr activated his self-diagnostics and started the engine. A powerful rumble ran through the car as the engine came to life. The gas pedal pressed to the floor, the car leaping forward and smashing through the wall into the plant.

"So how do we get out here?"

"I'm working on it," Knight replied tersely, examining the door closely. Only slightly rusted, no help there. He turned back to Brian and Mia. "How's he doing?"

"He needs medical attention," Mia replied, her voice calm, with an undercurrent of worry. "Where's Karr? Can't he bust us out?"

Knight exchanged a look with Brian. "They had the fence rigged. It generated enough power to blow Karr's systems, effectively immobilising him. He was attempting to reboot himself when we came in here."

"Well, that's good isn't it?"

"It is if works, and doesn't traumatise him," Knight muttered.

Brian's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Traumatise?"

"Long story."

"It can wait till you get us out of here," Dom coughed, trying to stand up, and being forced back down by Mia and Brian.

"Are you an idiot? You'll do more damage trying to stand," Mia exclaimed, giving her brother an exasperated look. Dom relinquished, and gave Brian a look.

"Help him find a way out." The detective looked around quickly.

"No windows, and one door, locked from the other side. If you have any ideas, I'm open to them." Dom gave him a look that suggested the Italian was annoyed and amused at the same time.

"If I didn't have a bullet in me, I'd smack you upside the head."

"Kind of what I was counting on," Brian grinned. He realised that Knight had stayed quiet throughout the exchange and glanced over to see the other man studying the glass portal in the door, and in particular the frame around it. "You won't get through that. And even if you could, you couldn't reach the mechanism."

"Maybe," Knight replied, then looked at the ceiling. "What if we could get one of those pipes down. Try to freeze the pane, or the frame. Or the hinges. Something we can break?"

"Even if you could, what would you break it with?"

"We'd think of something," Knight replied, turning his attention back to the glass. "But I don't think that will be necessary."

The wall broke easily, dust billowing and shattered brick swept aside in the Trans-am's wake as it entered the factory. The car slammed on the brakes, and span around through a 270 degree turn, the back end kicking out slightly as the car pointed its nose at the cool room. The scanners swept back and forth, the car spotting its driver's face through the class. The AI quickly ran through calculations. When he had the answer, the back wheels began to spin rapidly, building up power. The car's back end began to twist around, smoke rising from the tyres.

Knight's eyes widened as the car's rear began sliding around behind it, smoke rising from the tyres. "Karr, no... Karr, don't do it!" He quickly moved to the others, nodding at Dom. "Brian." He started to hoist Toretto to his feet, Brian quickly joining him.

"What's going on?"

"We want to be as far from that wall as we can get."

"Wh...oh."

"Yeah, oh," Knight confirmed as they set Dom down against the far wall, Mia quickly kneeling besides him, checking his wound. Knight shrugged off his jacket. "Cover the wound, quickly."

He jogged back to the door and glanced out just in time to see the car lunge towards them, and quickly dived away. "Oh shi..." The rest of the sentence was lost under the sound of concrete shattering and tortured metal screeching, pipes split and sheet metal ripping as Karr's sleek black and silver form smashed through the wall, a cloud of dust sweeping over the room as the Trans-am came to a stop, it's golden scanners casting an eerie glow as it rippled back and forth in a fashion Knight could only describe as self-satisfied.

"Are you alright?"

"Just great pal," Knight coughed, standing up and scrambling to the car. "Call the paramedics, Dom's hurt. We need to get after them."

"Yes, I'm fine, tearing through a steel reinforced concrete wall with a layer of pipe work didn't hurt or do me any damage."

"Sorry," Knight replied ruefully. "Are you alright?" Karr made a disgusted noise. "Of course I am. It would just have been nice to be asked."

"Well, you are supposed to be impervious to damage," Knight replied, sliding into the driver's seat. A quick glance told him that Brian was staying with his family. A quick nod between the two confirmed it. "Let's go get em pal."

The sleek Trans-am shot backwards and spun around, heading back out the way it came in. The car hurtled onto the road, fishtailing as it turned and accelerated rapidly. Knight's face was tight with concentration. "Hack into the street cams, see if you can find them."

"Unfortunately some of my systems and programs are still offline," Karr replied. "I'm trying to bring them online, but it'll take time."

Knight suddenly realised how little consideration he'd shown his partner. "Are you alright? Can I help?"

"No." Karr replied coolly. "There isn't anything you can do. I am alright, my vital systems are functioning. It is additional functions that are offline. The worst I can report is that my sensors have been damaged. I suspect that some of the arrays have blown. They are currently working at seventy-nine percent of optimal. It is not preventing me from operating."

"Alright," Knight patted the dashboard reassuringly. "I have an idea where we can pick up their trail."

"Oh?"

Knight smirked faintly, and pushed the gas pedal to the floor, pushed back in the seat as the car rocketed forward.

Lance was alone at the garage, making sure everything was clear of fingerprints before he left, when he heard what sounded like the rumble of distant thunder. He frowned slightly, looking up at the skylight to see the blazing sun shining through it, confused, but not for long. The sound of a sharp impact made him whip his head around, time seeming to slow as cracks forming a spiders web spread across the wall, before the wall caved inwards, to allow the sharp nosed, sleek form of the black and silver Trans-am through it, the golden bars rippling back and forth malevolently as the car smashed into his cousins NSX and shoved it aside, the once sleek body work crumpling under the impact. Lance noticed none of that as he dived away, running under the hydraulic lift towards the back door as the Trans-am skidded around, then smashed through the lift hydraulics, the metal shrieking as it bent and snapped, dropping the Honda 2000 on top off to one side, rolling onto its roof, bathed in sparks from the broken hydraulics as the Trans-am skidded round to block the exit. Lance skidded to a halt on his trainers and sprinted in the opposite direction. The Trans-am roared past him and slid to a halt in front of him. The Asian couldn't stop in time, rolling up on the Trans-am's hood, sliding off and running from the sleek car, trying for the back exit a second time. Once again, the car got in his way, forcing him to leap on a stack of wooden pallets to avoid being hit. The car backed up sharply, blocking his exit, then accelerated sharply, pressing him against a wall, its driver stepping out.

"Where are they?" Lance glared at him, refusing to answer, and Knight shook his head slightly. "Wise guy huh? Karr, would you?"

The Trans-am gunned the engine, making Lance pale, but he refused to say anything. The car jolted forward sharply, making Lance press himself further into the wall as the Trans-am kept its engine roaring threateningly.

"Ready to talk yet?" Knight asked, struggling to keep amusement from showing on his face as he decided Karr was a little sadistic. Lance just glared at him in response, earning a shrug. "Karr."

The machine moved forward sharply again, engine roaring as it halted again. Knight glanced at Lance expectantly, and tapped the Trans-am's roof. Karr moved forward sharply, his nose pressed against Lance's legs. "I won't ask again."

"They're heading for the Marina, the South California Marine," Lance told him quickly. "He's got a boat there." Knight smiled.

"Thank you," he answered before he slapped a handcuff around Lance's wrist and secured him to a nearby metal pipe that looked solid. He slipped into Karr's driver seat. "You've got a serious mean streak, you know that pal?"

"It worked didn't it?" Karr replied coldly, and unapologetically. Knight just grinned.

"Tell the cops to come pick this guy up. Let's go finish the game. Plot an intercept course and give me everything you've got." then hurled the Trans-am backwards, spinning it through a J-turn and taking off with a squeal of tyres.

End of Chapter 28...