Knight Strike (Pt 3)

Location: Vigilante Road

"Bring April with us," he motioned to two of the guards.

"You will do no such thing." Turning, he faced Devon. With one swift movement he swung his fist, catching Devon on the chin. Devon collapsed to the floor. Before he could get back up, Garthe planted a well-aimed kick into his stomach. Devon coughed and grunted.

"Stop it! Stop it!" All three women rushed over.

"I'll go with you, just leave him alone!" April told him pleadingly.

Garthe laughed. "You didn't have a choice. Lock the other three in one room." He grabbed April's wrist and yanked her behind him. She winced, but was determined not to say anything or cry out. She knew what was at stake. She turned to catch the other four guards pushing Bonnie, Sarah and Devon into Devon's room. At that very moment, she felt very afraid. And very alone. They took her to a room on the second floor of the old farmhouse. It was painted black and had black matting on the floor.

"Well my dear. Now for your repayment," Garthe smiled. Stepping aside, her cousin Becky was standing behind him. She had changed her clothes. She was now wearing black shorts and tee. Moving into the room, she took a karate stance.

April turned to Garthe. "What is this?"

"You are going to fight for your life."

"I am not. I refuse," April told him.

"Then you will die," Becky told her coldly. Garthe shoved April towards Becky. Becky threw her left leg out and caught April in the stomach. She stumbled back a few steps, clutching her midriff. She caught Becky's leg as it made its way to her stomach again. Garthe laughed and made his way out, closing and locking the door behind him. He had more to do in the basement.

Five miles down the road, KARR and Wil sat parked. They were monitoring the farmhouse. KARR had the farmhouse levels split along the windshield.

"It seems they have put two people in a second floor bedroom. And they are fighting," KARR said confused.

"That's probably April and Becky. So that means they have Devon, Bonnie and Sarah in the basement rooms. We have to move fast, and quietly. Time to go KARR," Wil said. "Activate silent mode and let's get moving."

"Don't you mean moo-ving?" his vehicle quipped snidely. "You know I actually believe there may be more cows than people in this state." Wil shook his head as he started the engine. There was no sound but the crunching of gravel under the tires as they started off for the farmhouse.

"I've found them! They're on Vigilante Road in Duxbury heading for a farmhouse at the end of the road!" Billy exclaimed.

"That's weird, why are they going there?" Mike asked.

"Probably because Goliath is parked in a barn not far from the house," Zoe put in.

"Good job Zoe," Michael told her.

"Don't thank me, thank KARR. He's sending us the feed," she replied.

"Why didn't they shut down communications like they did earlier?" Mike asked.

"Because KARR wants us to know where they are going," KI2T responded.

"But why?" Billy asked.

"KARR knows they can't possibly take them on by themselves," Michael surmised.

"Maybe its his way of apologizing for withholding information," KI3T put in.

"Well, we don't have time to figure it out, we've got to get there. And fast!" Mike told them.

"Let's go then! KI2T I need you!" Michael said into his wristwatch. Outside, KI2T's scanner came to life. A second later, his headlights popped on and he screeched out of his parking spot. Sliding into a one-eighty, he stopped at the bottom of the ramp, opening his door as Michael came running down. Mike was not far behind, as KI3T had followed his predecessors lead.

"I've been waiting for you to say that Michael. I must say it feels good!"

"Great buddy! Now plot me the fastest route to that farmhouse!" With another screech of tires, they shot out of the parking lot, the younger set right behind them.

"Zoe, Billy get the semi moving and meet us out there as soon as you can," Michael instructed them over the com link.

"You got it!" they chorused.

Location: Knight Industries

Paul dreaded making this phone call. He sighed heavily and picked up the phone. Dialing the private number for Wil, he waited for him to answer. It rang and rang. Hanging up, he was puzzled as to why it didn't go to voice mail. He tried again, with no luck. He decided to call the semi. The phone rang. It was picked up on the fifth ring.

"Hello?"

"Zoe? Is that you?" Paul asked.

"Hi Mr. Carson! We're kind of busy right now. Can we call you back?" Zoe asked anxiously.

"I need to talk to Wil. Where is he and why isn't he answering his phone?" Paul demanded.

"We're on our way to him. Things are about to go down with Garthe Knight. Why? What's wrong?"

"Someone is taking satellite control away from us. One by one we are losing our satellites. Three are gone already. We can't seem to stop it, much less slow it down."

"How many satellites do we have?"

"Eight all together. Four that monitor the northern hemisphere and four that do the same for the southern. We have two down on the southern and one for the northern. Whoever is doing this, is on their way to getting a fourth one. I need Wil. He helped design the technology for the satellites and I know he can come up with a way to stop them from taking all of the satellites," Paul told her impatiently.

"Well, no one here is in contact with Wil. He's not answering us either. I'll send the info along to KARR and Billy and I will see what we can do to help. Now, I really must go!" With that she broke the connection.

Christ, he thought, we can't lose this battle. Damn it! He stood up, removed his jacket, rolled up his sleeves and headed back to the center.

A half mile from the farmhouse, Wil stopped KARR. Getting out, he instructed his vehicle what he wanted it to do. Giving him a time limit, he moved off to the left side of the road into the woods. He had just reached the area closest to the house when KARR went into action.

April was doing everything she could think of to protect herself from her over-obsessed cousin, who seemed hell-bent on killing her. Blocking kicks and punches, she was getting tired. She had gotten a few good jabs, but she was in no way an equal to her cousin. She was beginning to give up hope. That's when it sounded like all hell was breaking loose down below.