So this doesn't actually take place after the events of KTK, more like...the other side of the story. It starts shortly after the Foundation's mantion was attacked, and tells about what Bonnie and Michael were up to afterwards. This will be in two parts, mainly as I really wanted to get this up, but realized that I needed to change a chunk in order to try and keep continuity in tact.

If anything seems a bit amiss in either part, please feel to point it out to me. Due to unfortunate events that happened in 2014, I no longer know where the timeline along with my notes to Kitt the Kat are (or even if they still exsist). I tried to keep things in line by reading through parts of the story, but I wouldn't be surprised if I missed things. I actually DO have the rest of this all typed up to where I wanted it to end, and hopefully I will be able to post the rest of this within the next few days after I have finished the chunk the needs fixing.

Anyways, please enjoy.

Another Side, Another Story Part One

"You said that he'd be fine, but does this look fine to you?!" Michael exclaimed with frustration as he motioned towards the ruins of the foundation's mansion, specifically the collapsed remains of the garage where Kitt had last been. His statement had been directed towards Bonnie, the one who had been the one to push him along and convince him that his partner would survive the missle that had been headed for the mansion.

Bonnie on the other hand was near speachless, horror struck at the sight before her, hands held up to her mouth in an attempt to surpress the scream that was threatening to make itself known. "I-Michael I-" She managed to stutter out, her eyes frantically searching around for any sign that the AI had made it out safely.

Michael sighed as he looked over at her, realizing that he had been a bit harsh in his reation. If he were truthful, he knew that this wasn't her fault. If anything if she hadn't managed convince him to head with her and Devon to the underground bunker that his life would have ended for real this time. So in a sense, she had saved his life.

The fact of Kitt being potentially destroyed from the blast and any remains being crushed under the fallen garage made the day go from really bad from the fact that Devon hadn't survived to absolutely horrible. Devon had been getting on in years, and hadn't been able to make it though all the smoke along with the dust that came with the massive tremors that went through the underground haven. In the end it hadn't stayed perfectly in tact, but it had provided enough protection for the younger of the three to survive, albeit with a good dose of scrapes and bruises.

They weren't sure entirely who it had been to attack the mansion, all they had to go on was that a few minutes before the missle was set to hit, Devon had gotten an annonamous call with a tip about what was to happen. Neither Bonnie or Michael knew exactly what had been said, but it must have been convincing enough for Devon to take it seriously and ending the call before ushering the two of them towards the underground bunker.

Michael had protested of course as they were moved along, saying that he wanted to go and make sure Kitt would be safe, but Bonnie had pushed him along stated that he should be able to survive with his molecular bonded shell to protect him.

It was what must have been just seconds before the missle had hit that Kitt had contacted Michael, in what he could only guess was a warning about the incoming threat, at which point the three of them were already inside the shelter. Michael felt horrible about the fact that they had managed to get to a safe place while leaving his partner alone to fend for himself. It was like Muntzy all over again, where he hadn't been able to been in time to save his best frined. It was something the he had sworne to never allow to happen again, and yet here he was, like something out of a terrible nightmare. What made it worse was that this was harsh reality.

When the rumblings of their safe haven had ceased and things stopped falling about them, the both of them had come out from the cornor where they had been hiding, Michael using his own body to try and protect Bonnie. If anything, he had thought, he was going to save at least one life tonight. It had been with great sadness and regret that they had discovered that Devon hadn't made it through the ordeal, and it was made worse by the fact that when they had climbed out of the rubble to find that there was not response from Kitt, despite either of their best efforts.

Michael reached over and pulled Bonnie close to him, to which he recived not objection. He could tell she was shaking. "I'm sorry Bon," He said in a much softer tone then he had used prior, "It's not your fault."

"But maybe if...maybe if I had just let you go get him then he-"

"If you had let me go then I probably wouldn't be standing here right now." Michael countered her before she got to far. "If anything you saved my life. I don't entirely believe Kitt's gone, either. Listen, right as we were climbing out, I swear I could hear him calling out for us. I know he's still around her somewhere. It's like you said before, that shell of his will keep him safe. Even if he's a bit banged up, you'll fix him, like you always do." He tried to be as reasuring as he could, even though he was fighting with his own worry and sadness over the situation, like the very real fact that perhaps what he had heard had just been echos of the long gone AI's voice.

They didn't have much time for discussion after that, as the police and following ambulance had decided upon that moment to arrive. After they had been looked over by the medics and first aid had been given, there came the resulting questions from the police. There had been several, to which not many of them were able to be answered as the one who was most likely to know more had ceased to be of this world.

For the both of them, the next few days ended up blurring together from lack of sleep out of depression, worry, and stess as the following days became hectic as there was a decision to be made about what would become of FLAG now that it's base along with one of the key pieces to the whole organization was no where to be found. In the end, the board of Knight Industries had decided that without the Knight two thousand, there was no way that FLAG could continue and was therefore ended.

There was one small hope that came out of the whole mess, even if only two people believed it; the fact that no one was able to find anything even resembling remains of Kitt meant that he had to be out there somewhere.

"Perhaps in the blast some of his circutry was damaged and he lost his memory again." Bonnie had suggested when the two of them were discussing the fate of the AI. "Which then caused him to leave."

"Right. If that's the case, then I'm going to find him and bring him home, just like last time. I won't just leave him out there." Michael had responded in a determinded way.

"Don't think that I would be right there with you, Michael. I don't like to think about what state he might be in right now." Bonnie told him in a way that conveyed the fact that there would be no swaying her from her decision.

The had started out with a good pace in their search for Kitt, but it didn't turn out to be very fruitful. Without the use of the Foundation's database and cooperation from the police, it made the task out to be quite a bit harder then they had initially thought it to be. As time went by and they recived nothing for their efforts, the eventually grew appart, saying they would keep up the search in their own respective ways and areas.

Michael ended up starting up a lucrative fishing buisness, while Bonnie continued in the ways of computer science, even going so far as to become a professor at one of the science collages. It wasn't until many years late did Michael hear from Bonnie again.

"Hey, Bonnie! I was just thinking that I should get in contact with you. You know, get together like old times. Go to dinner, perhaps a little wine-" Michael had began once he recieved her call. He cut off midsentence, however, as one simple phrase made him stop dead in his tracks.

"Michael, I think I've found Kitt."

And there you have it, the first part of Michael and Bonnie's side to things. Hope it was interesting as I found it, and I hope you'll stay tuned for part two. Hopefully that will be out in the next few days.

...part of me would really think it might be fun to create and ask blog for this AU of mine. There's just two problems. 1: I'm not sure anyone would really be interested and 2: I can't really draw that well...

-Xire