Chapter 4: Destruction
"...somewhere on the outskirts of the slave compound."
P.O.V.
"So, what's the plan?" Modo inquired as he loaded his metal arm up with new ammunition.
Risin' up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
"According the satellite imaging, in the center of the crater is an older Plutarkian slave camp" Throttle said as he pointed out the camps location on the map.
"Man, I hate those stink fishes" Vinnie said as he polished his metal mask,
"You and me both" Throttle was in whole agreement with his younger friend.
"So, your highness, how do you wanna do this?" Modo asked before upgrading the weapons on his bike.
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
"Please say ultimate destruction and mayhem. It's no less than what they deserve" Vinnie could hardly contain his excitement. Blowing things up was pretty much his favorite past time...besides chasing chicks.
"Vin, I want you to set up charges here and here and a really big one right there" Throttle pointed on the map where he felt as though bombs would be most effective and cause the least amount of causalities.
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger
"Yes!" Vinnie was practically jumping in the air with enthusiasm.
"Alright Big Fella, I'm gonna need you here. This is where the prisoners are kept. I need you to free them as soon as Vinnie sets off the charges" Throttle pointed to a medium sized building near the edge of the compound.
"Gotcha" Modo agreed and nodded.
"What do you want me to do?" Kat asked.
Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'till we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive
"I need you and the rest of the medical staff to get ready for possible incoming injuries. I don't know what we're getting into and what condition the prisoners will be" Throttle said.
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the dream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger
He truly had know idea how long some of his people had been there and what condition they would be in. He had been busy taking down enemy ships and tearing apart their compounds. When he got word of this one, it shocked him. They all thought that the had rid themselves of those disgusting compounds. As far as he was concerned, he owed it to his people to bring their families home and wipe out those horrible slave factories.
Risin' up, straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
His parents always felt as though he should be preparing to rule his kingdom and get married but, he wasn't so sure about either. He was more concerned about protecting his people than ruling them. As far as marriage went, he didn't like their choice in a bride either.
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the dream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger
Princess Carbine was probably the most gorgeous mouse any hot blooded male could ask for. She was tall, slender with a slightly muscular build. Waist length wavy black hair and soft brown eyes. But, in Throttle's mind, there was something amiss. He felt nothing from her touch. They danced a few times, had dinner, and he even forced himself to kiss her on the cheek. But still, he felt no warmth from her. Just a cold and barren female.
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
"Ready to go boss?" Vinnie asked as he mounted his red motorcycle. He couldn't wait to blow up some Plutarkian scumbags. In his mind, they were the worst of the worst.
The eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger
"Yep. Let's rock and ride!" Throttle exclaimed as he hopped onto his bike, hoping to finally rid their land of the stink fish that plagued it.
Heading out into the barren, red desert, the three rambunctious mice went about to destroy what they hoped would be the last slave compound in Mars.
P.O.V.
Charley awoke to the sound of motorcycles. Attempting to stand up proved to be very painful for her. She felt chills running down her spine as she rubbed her arms. She felt cold even though it was very warm in her cell. That's when she realized that she had a fever.
She heard one of the loud bikes approach the slave building. She heard the locked doors explode and dust and debris filled the room. That's when she saw a very tall form flip the switches to unlock all the cells. She watched as the slaves ran out of the cells and into the open area, tasting freedom for the first time in a while.
Charley didn't have the strength to run nor the desire to. She had other plans as she hobbled out the open door and made her way to the commanders building. She knew where he was going to be at. Cowering in his office like a frightened animal.
She grabbed a shovel and drug it behind her. She planned on making sure no woman ever had to go through what she went through again. Looking over, she watched as he actually ran towards with another bike in hot pursuit.
She was happy he wasn't paying any attention to her. As he got close, Charley raised the shovel in the air and swung with all her might, nailing him upside the head and knocking him to the ground. She stood over him as he looked up at her and into her rage-filled eyes.
"Please, have mercy" he shivered on the ground when he finally saw the damage he had inflicted upon her.
"WHY? You showed no mercy to any of us. Why should I give you the same courtesy?" Charley growled as she hit him in knee, breaking it. She felt miserable and began shaking uncontrollably. She was so caught up in the moment that she didn't hear the bike approach .
"Ma'am?" he said.
"What?" Charley turned to look at the biker and could barely make him out. She dropped the shovel and felt very lightheaded.
"Ma'am" he said again he walked over to her.
Charley felt his hand on her shoulder and finally gave into the darkness. He eyes slowly closed as her body crumbled into his arms. She didn't know where she was or who she was with but, she was tired.
"Hey Throttle" Modo said as he saw his friend carrying a human back to his bike.
"She passed out. I think she's very sick" Throttle stated as he climbed onto his bike and cradled the passed-out girl in his lap. He placed a hand on her face and found that she was very hot to the touch.
"So, has Vinnie gotten his need for destruction out of his system for the time?" Throttle chuckled as he heard more bombs go off and buildings collapse into a pile.
"For now" Modo chuckled as he and Throttle sped off to get back to their ship.
Vinnie joined them as he leaped off some more crumbling structures. The people were already gathering onto the ship and the staff made sure to give those needing treatment what they needed. Throttle was surprised by how few of them were in need of actual medical assistance.
After they drove back onto the ship, Throttle got off his bike and carried the unconscious human female up to their medical room. He didn't know what was wrong with her but he knew unwell when he saw it.
"Kat, this one's gonna need help" Throttle called out as he laid her onto the bed. Gently, he pushed her hair away from her face. From behind the dirt that caked on her face, he could tell that she was young and quite lovely. He also knew from what he witnessed out of her on the field, she had a firey temper.
"What happened?" Kat asked as she moved Throttle out of the way to examine the human. She had never seen a human before but, from her medical background they weren't much different than a Martian mouse.
"Don't know. One minute she was beating up a Plutarkian and then the next, she passed-out" Throttle said as he stepped way out of the way as more nurses ran into the room.
"Alright, I'll let you know what I find" Kat stated as she took her blood pressure and another nurse prepped an area to take blood.
"The sooner the better" Throttle insisted as he watched them clean off areas of her skin to be able to hook up monitors.
"Don't rush. Things take time. Now, get lost and let me do my job" Kat chuckled as she pulled out a clean gown to put on the girl.
"Yes ma'am" Throttle agreed and quickly left the room. He knew that Vinnie had found a box of items that may belong to the slaves. It was his job to make sure each piece was given back to its proper owner.
P.O.V.
"Why is Charley sick?" Vega asks in a sad tone of voice.
"Well, one of those bad men got her sick" I am so glad that the young don't need to know every detail as to why things happen. It's only when they get older that everything must be told.
"Why would they do that?" Max inquires, pulling a cookie out from underneath his pillow. Don't ask me how long it was there.
"Because, bad people aren't nice" I calmly state this to avoid a huge dramatic discussion as to why bad people are bad. There's too many reasons as to the whys and the how comes.
"Is the prince gonna have to kiss her to wake her up?" Lily asks with a large smile on her face.
"No, I'm afraid only doctors can help Charley out. Of course, I'm quite sure he wishes it was that easy." I wink and then smile. Ah, if only things were that simple in life. But, of course, you and I know that it never is.
"Will she ever wake up?" Ryan inquires, finally getting interested in the story.
"She will. Eventually. Now, back to the story so we can all find out how it goes" I begin.
Well, how is everyone enjoying it so far? I didn't do much for explosions but, I did give Vinnie his chance to show how much he enjoys blowing things up. If anyone has any questions or comments or things that they would like to see in future chapters, please feel free to let me know. MERRY CHRISTMAS!