If you find I’ve typed something wrong PLEASE tell me about it! I can’t develope myself as a writer if I write something wrong and believe it’s written correctly. If you are those who just can’t hear/see/read the words "hell," "lesbian" or "whore" or can’t stand violence then I recommend that ya don`t read this story. The high school life I describe is strongly affected by Finnish high school life. Rating: R beacause of the heavy language and some violence.

**Flashback**

19th of November 1998, Mr. Raichle`s music class at 13.39

Mr. Raichle, the Music teacher, was angry. Hole class was doing anything else but singing. He decided to put them play the instruments of the music class.

– Heike, bass!
Wendy’s friend Heike took the bass guitar and was ready to play.

– Thomas, guitar! Mr. Raichle ordered.
– Ha,haa Fab! Play us a song. grinned Billie, Arco and Jeff.
– No, think I’m gonna play a song to Wendy. said Thomas mischievous look in the eye. Wendy blushed. She was in love with Thomas and everybody knew that and not least Thomas himself.

– William, drums! teacher aborted the discussion between students.
– No hell, I’m not gonna play the drums!
– He thinks we can see his cute legs and something else if he played the drums. Do you know that his legs are THIN! blushed Heike whispered fast to Wendy. Wendy nodded knowingly.
– I heard that, Heike! I heard that! William shouted irritatedly.
– What ya heard; li`l boy? Wendy replied and saved Heike from embarrassing situation.
– Wendy, you go to play the drums! Mr. Raichle aborted the tiff.
– If Will don’t need ta play drums, so won’t play me either! gainsaid Wendy.
– Either u Wendy or William. William! U go now! the teacher pointed William with his finger.
– Me!! Why?! Why not she?! Or I know! They are LESBIANS, SHE AND THAT GERMAN WHORE!!! And ya let`em PLAY there!!!
– Bill! Jeff snarled. "Stop it!"
– Ya, call me WHAT??!!!!!!!!! And don’t pull Heike in this! After lesson on the back yard! Be there! angry Wendy shouted back to Billie.
– Right, lesbo!! I hope yer life insurance is O.K.!
– If there’s some1 who needs a life insurance, that’s ya, gyrl!
– I’m gonna teach ya how to talk to me, bitch! spitted Billie.
– ENOUGH!!! Jeff and Mr. Raichle shouted and the teacher continued: "Out of my class u 2 and u are not allowed to come here until u know how to behave!!"
– Not my fault! Villain started this! Wendy shouted back.
– OUT!! Mr. Raichle yelled.

Mr. Raichle literally threw the fightin´ couple outside the class.

– Thanx a lot miss cute leg… said Wendy wickedly.
– I’m gonna teach ya how to speak to me, slut! Will yelled and attacked.

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meanwhile in the class room:

– I don’t deny that ya did the right decision to put`em cool down, but I know they’ll continue the fight outside the class. said Jeff with calm voice and like to make his words more effective they heard "bumbp!" when something hit the door. Jeff continued: "See?! Billie wants to crash Wendy`s head. Then he’s happy."
Mr. Raichle opened the door carefully and looked. He saw William and Wendy fightin` like young roosters.
– Excuse me, teacher. I must go to cool Billie down. Fabio, come. said Jeff and marched out of the class with Thomas.

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Same day at 20.05 in rector’s office:

– Dear Mr. and Mrs. Browns, I don’t know how to start this but we have had some problems with your daughter, Wendy…
– Oh my god, what she has done now? Haven’t she done all her homework? I thought she did all them as well as possible… Mrs. Browns was nearly in a shock.
– No my dear, it isn’t about her homework what we should discuss now. All teachers say she does her homework well, but now we need to discuss about something more serious…
– So, tell us what it is about. Mr. Browns interrupted rector’s speak.
– Well, it’s about how your daughter, Wendy, behaves here in the school. Have You seen or noticed anything unusual at Your home? Like shouting to You or her siblings. You have older daughter and younger son? Rector looked at Wendy`s parents questionably.
– Yes, we have. Yosa 19 and Jack 12. Replied Mrs. Browns
– And we haven’t seen or noticed anything unusual at home. Of course kids fight against their parents in the age of puberty when they have to grow up and become independent adults. I don’t think we’re very unusual family. Our kids are not exception, but Wendy has caught us less problems than Yosa or Jack. Maybe it’s because you have the war with the oldest child and then you know better how to raise to other ones too. On the another hand I have to admit to you at first ma’am that I am most of my time abroad in meetings and conferences or in meetings and in my office here in Finland. My work takes most of my time, so I have only a little, very little of spare time. It means that I don’t see my kids or wife very much. And second, what comes to Wendy, she and Jack have squabbled about anything possible and impossible as long as Jack has lived. But I got to admit I am amazed when I hear she does that here with her classmates at her age. Her should shame that… Mr. Browns continued what his wife had started.
– You must understand this is not just squabbling about something, it is on the physical level… hitting another student is not allowed in the rules of this school. Mrs. rector’s voice sounded more strict.
– Who she has beaten? Sighed Mrs. Browns questionably in fear.
– William Cop. The rector replied with dry voice.
– Oh my god! How bad he’s hurt? I wondered why Wendy came home late and I asked where she had been and she just said she had been ”at Heike’s.” I saw she had black eye I guess Heike had fixed Wendy`s look at her home. Mrs. Browns mumbled.
– Heike Magnusson? Isn’t she a friend of Your Wendy? The rector asked to make things sure for herself.
– Yes. The best I guess. Sighed Mrs. Browns.
– I’m sorry Mrs. rector but…
– Please call me Mrs. Stripe. It’s more comfortable.
– Yes, Mrs. Stripe. Ahem, like I was telling I am very sorry because I have to tell this to You but Wendy and this William Cop have been bawlers since we moved here in NorthWay. I don’t know why they have hated each others always. In junior high school everything went pretty well because the school was quite big and they were on different classes. William was in class B and Wendy was in class F. That meant they didn’t see each others but only at lunch, recesses and the possibly on the class free ”voluntary lessons.” Of course that didn’t mean they had made peace… but we thought they only yelled to each others… but physically… I can’t believe! Almost adults and they fight like little boys! Mr. Browns had lost his balanced mind.
– You may say that the good point for You, is that Your daughter didn’t start the fight, but she demanded William come to the back yard of the school where they would have fought unless they had continued it outside Mr. Raichle`s music class.
– But as the rector of this school I’m afraid I have to punish Your daughter for daring William to fight. I am very sorry but I have to suspend her for two months. Since the Christmas holiday starts before the suspending time ends the true suspending time is about two and half month. Normally young person could get three months from that but let’s say since the Christmas is soon I give them both two weeks less. The rector explained and tried to smile friendly and understandingly.
– Two months! Isn’t that little bit too hard punishment! Mrs. Browns sighed.
– I see she was forced to do what she did, if we look the situation like my daughter saw it. I see it more as a self-defending. Mr. Browns continued his wife’s speak.
– It was self-defending when William attacked, but she dared him William to do that.

**END OF THE FLASBACK**

28th of December 1998, few hours before, in Last Chance Garage, Chicago, USA

A tan-furred male person rode in garage with his Harley Davidson styled bike, where two of his friends had waited for him. His name was Throttle and he was the leader of that little group, called as Biker Mice from Mars. He took his helmet off and put it on his bike and looked slowly to the left where both of his bros were: grey-furred Modo working with his bike and white-furred Vinnie just hanging out, drinking his soda. Then he shouted to his grey-furred friend:
– Hey Modo! C`mon here! I’ve got somethin` for ya… And ya might be interest in this stuff. Modo stopped his work and walked to Throttle. He had a curious look on his face trying to find out even a single clue from the leaders calm face.
– Well bro, what doya got fo` mi? The calm look stayed on Throttle’s face when he gave a big, yellow file to Modo:
– There’s all info that I could find. Ya know there could be two people who may know more `bout this but they both are probably dead...
– Dead?! Whoa! How didcha get all this info? Modo was excited and he started to browse trough the papers.
– Nah, it was easy. As ya should already know that most o` the people in our statement thinks that they’re enemies or at least on the same side with Plutarkians. And they’re ready to give all info that they’ve got `bout `em, if ya claim that ya wanna ”cacth” `em.
– Doya really b`lieve in that… Ya and I know that they’re good people! Just a li`l bit weird, but anyway; they’re O.K.
– Yep. Ya said it big fella.
– Hey, are ya guys talkin` `bout those losers called ”de Megazones!” If, ya guys wanna talk `bout them, then let’s talk and have a li`l conversation, but lemme remind that they’re murders! Can’t ya two remember that cold blooded murder, Li`l Milo, who killed my old man!

Vinnie was furious. His bros were talking about his number one enemies. One of them, Micronian, had killed Vinnie`s father when Vinnie had been little boy. Unfortunately, Vinnie had seen his father’s death but no-one believed him when he told how Li`l Milo had murdered his father.
– Yeh, and what ya did to her some years later. Ya killed her. Ya shot her in the middle of her back. I ain’t no sayin` that, what she did was correct, but why ya had to kill her. So, excuse me, but her big sis was my best female friend. I know that yer happy `coz she disappeared ages ago, but that doesn’t help ya - `coz ya must help us to find her. Ah’ve got strong feelin` she’s alive!

Modo was disappointed and slightly irritated, because Vinnie hated Mizeleingzelo and her family so much, but now he had some material, which would help them to find the space ship, or better, what was left from that old ship, which had had its way to Orfeilia, Earth, carrying then 12-year-old Mizeleingzelo de Megazone and her loyal fighter friend Venom Predator. Once Modo and Leinzo, as Modo called Mizeleingzelo, were very good "friends" - as good as a bagy and a teenager mouse could be. When he had a little kid, Modo scared Mizeleingzelo`s white-furred friend, Venom, who drank blood and so little-Modo always thought that Mizeleingzelo was very brave, because she was friend of that blood-sucker mouse.
To be honest their friendship was quite weird in all the senses. First because Modo had been barely nothing more than a newborn and because almost all Helfireans, people from the old capital city of Mars (that was still stated as the official capital city of Mars by de Megazones - even if Brimstone would have been officially correct answer.) hated Mizeleingzelo`s family, all other than Modo`s and Throttle`s families. All Hellfireans were proud, because they lived in the second biggest city, which also was the old capital city of Mizar and most of them thought that all other mice from all other places were worse than mice from Hellfire. Friendship with Mizeleingzelo had taught to Modo, that life can be even better outside Hellfire. And when the Plutarkians came to destroy Mizar, at first they destroyed Hellfire from A to Z, before attacking against Brimstone. Technodrome, Mizeleingzelo`s home wasn’t destroyed in the first attack, because it was far from Hellfire, on the northern polar-circle.

– I’m not gonna help ya guys. At first it’d be bad thing for my reputation, and second I DON`T HAVE ANY INTEREST TO HELP YA GUYS TO FIND THAT DAMN BITCH!!! Her family has been enemy to my family in the past, it’s enemy today and they’ll be our enemies in the future!!!! ONLY good de Megazone is DEAD AND POWERLESS de Megazone!

Modo and Vinnie wanted to beat each others, because of their different opinions. It was something new from little bit slow Modo. He had never before wanted to destroy Vinnie, unless we don’t count the thing what Evil eye Weevil did to them, but that didn’t happened from his own will and it didn`t lead to any serious battle between the bros - after all they had made up then. But now, at the first time it happened. Modo sensed the primitive warrior-blood running hot in veins making even his cybernetic arm to feel like burning in this revengeful anger towards his bro Neither Vinnie had never wanted to hurt his big bro, but now was the fist time when he felt there was no turning back. Either he or Modo wound be the winner but he`d never help his bros to find the orgin of his miseries. Just then a fourth character stepped in tho the cagage hall:

– Hey, what’s goin` on with ya guys?!

The person who shouted that question was Charlene Davidson, Charley for her friends, the owner of the garage. She had come out from the bathroom where she had taken a shower, because she felt herself a little bit unclean.

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