Writer’s note: I don’t own the Biker Mice from Mars, Charley Davidson, Mr. Limburger or any character from the ORIGINAL show, Freedom Fighters, the army of Mars, Limburger`s tower or Last Chance Garage, but I do own Wendy Browns, Heike Magnusson, Jeff (”DJ Jazzy-Jeff”), Thomas/Fabio, Mrs. (Karen) and Mr. Browns, William Cop, Alain Cop, Queen Death, Venom Predator, Mizeleingzelo ”Mize, Leinzo” de Megazone, Fireball de Megazone (Main Hattan), Ka-ri de Megazone, Rocky de Megazone, Monza de Megazone, Micronian de Megazone, Hopeea Maverick (only the name of her since she was unnamed character from the original show), Honda Thorneboy (only the name because he is Modo from the original show and I don`t own Modo), Hardtail Maverick/Kavasako Thorneboy, Takehatti Megazone (Crashstar), Mizon Megazone (Crashstar), Sidna and Edna. Van Rotten family is owned by me (but Stoker belongs to the creator(s) of Biker Mice because he`s the Stoker who`s the leader of Freedon Fighters. Freedom Fighters owned by the creator(s) of Biker Mice.)
I also own there buildings and places: Technodrome, NorthWay, SouthBay, NorthWay Senior High School (NWSHS), Arnold´s Gym, Elk lake and Windhill High School. Orfeilia and Mizar are owned by me as the ”Martian” names for planets Earth and Mars. I own these nationalities Orfeilian, Mizarian and Tharkian as the Martian names for Earthling(s), Martian(s) and Plutarkian(s). Planet Plutark is owned by the creator(s) of the original Biker Mice. Sand rabbitrats, the old name of Sand Raiders is owned by me, but Sand Raiders (the new official name of this specie) belongs to the creator(s) of Biker Mice. Death Oil and Sand of Memories belongs to me also!
I don’t own Nokia or Nokia 3210 (both are trade marks that I don´t own), Kawasaki Ninja or Harley Davidson, and I use them without anyone’s permission. Also I don´t own the lycrics of "Info Superhighway" sung by 2 unlimited.
I don´t make any money with this, actually I could go and do something wiser like jogging or read my homework than write this stuff but I do it for the enjoyment of the fans of the Biker Mice and to get my mind away from the things that I fight with every day.
All similarities with any creature, building, place or thing, in any solar system, dimension, anywhere, with living or dead are accidental and not on purpose done and named similar, unless mentioned othervise in my Character Show (a.k.a. Megazone Files).
I would like to thank all my biker brothers and sisters. Without You I probably would have never written this fanfic. But I’m a very slow writer and I have only little time for writing fan fictions. Writing in English isn’t the easiest thing for me, whose grammatical skills are poor and dictionary book always missing… :-/
So many times I’ve wanted to throw everything into the trash can but my pride haven’t allowed me to do that. I know I can write some sort of stories even in English but I always have two excuses: ”I have no time” and ”I don’t know how to do 1.”
Ya will do a favour for yerself if ya print this part instead of readin` from yer monitor. Ya`ll probably thank me for that piece of advice because this part is LONG (about 4 times as long as part 1 ”Brawlers”).
If you find that I’ve typed something wrong, PLEASE tell me about it! I can’t develop 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 ”lesbian” or ”whore” or can’t stand violence then I recommend that ya go back to other sites and don`t read this. I recommend that small childern don`t read this and for the fans of Vinnie I wanna tell that in truth I don`t hate Vinnie but the story sounds more believable if everybody isn`t great friend to each other - just like in real life. I chose Vinnie to be the emeny of Mizeleingzelo de Megazone (I OWN HER! DON`T USE HER WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!) just because for me he seemed to be perfect enemy of Mize.
The high school life I describe is strongly affected by Finnish high school life. We say the ”F” word sometimes quite easily but I guess in Finland it doesn’t have as bad effect than in English speaking countries. It’s as soft as ”Aww shit, I forgot it…” so we Finns often (especially boys) say: ”F###, I forgot it…” and it has same meaning than the previous example. I don`t know if there was any Nokia 3210 mobile phones in the early 1999s so I may have done a mistake but we have to remember that because Mr. Browns has very important job in Nokia mobile phone marketing, he might have newest cell phone in use much before it appears in the cell phone stores.
Megazone family
written by Mizeleingzelo de Megazone
24th of October 2000
All rights reserved
Copyright © Mizeleingzelo de Megazone
Part 2
”U-turn to hell”
22nd of January 1999, NorthWay, Finland at 18.58 (+ 2 GMT time)
It snowed but it didn’t bother people who stood in front of the main door of NorthWay Senior High School. Everybody was very exited. Wendy was there too with Heike, waiting the time when the doors will be opened.
The doors opened and people rushed in. The music rumbled. People laughed and told latest rumors and hottest news to each other. Some of them started to dance and more and more people joined in the dancing group on the dance floor…
*********************
Fifteen minutes later (in NWSHS)
– Hey ya, folks!! The loudspeakers shouted. Welcome to the disco party! I’m yer DJ tanight and my name’s Jeff! But don’t start to think I’d be the DJ Jazzy Jeff ehhehee… Anyway, ya guys `n lasses have reason why ya came here and the reason is Early `90s Party! Yeah! Have loads of fun… And party, babes!
The speakers started to yell the music at their maximum level.
Booingg!
(Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong…)
(Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong…)
(Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong…)
(dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong…)
(Technology! )
(dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong…)
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…
Virtual society!
(Kllilillngg! )
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…
(dong-do-dong-dong.)
(dong-do-dong-dong.)
Info superhighway interaction!
(dong-do-dong-dong.)
(dong-do-dong-dong.)
(Kllilillngg! )
(dong-do-dong-dong.)
(dong-do-dong-dong.)
Enter the future! Enter the future!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
(Technology! )
(BOOM! BOOM!…)
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong, )
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong…)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong…)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong…)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong…)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong…)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
See the world processin` all around us, it’s a virtual society!
(BOOM! BOOM!… )
Info superhighway interaction, computer pal or enemy!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
So, communicate with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Won’t you interact with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Technicians, technique, technology!
it’s the most important thing in the industry.
It’s going further nowadays, `cause they wanna get paid.
Everyday new discovery and plans to be made.
Now get connected like an electric wire, look out for the shock, look out for the fire.
Just imagine how it would be without this thing they call ”Technology”!
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong,)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
Interactive mail! Interactive mail!
(Kllilillngg!)
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong,)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
Info superhighway interaction!
See the world processin` all around us, it’s a virtual society!
(BOOM! BOOM!…)
Info superhighway interaction, computer pal or enemy!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
So, communicate with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
(Technology! )
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Won’t you interact with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Technicians, technique, technology, it runs the world and society.
Digital revolution, technical solutions for some it only brings more confusion.
Do we still talk `bout civilization `cause we gotta look out for computer invasion.
Radio, telephone or TV, would it be there without ”Technology.”
Ooooohooo!
Enter the future! Enter the future!
Energy is in your mind.
(Technology! )
(dong-do-dong-dong, dong-do-dong-dong…)
((BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…))
So, communicate with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Won’t you interact with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
See the world processin` all around us, it’s a virtual society!
(BOOM! BOOM!…)
Info superhighway interaction, computer pal or enemy!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
So, communicate with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Won’t you interact with me!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Info superhighway interaction!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
Technology! Technology, yeah!
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!…)
(Technology! )
_______
The speakers started to yell new music and two same aged girls walked to the kiosk of the school.
– That was somethin` I call music! Other of them, bit shorter one, shouted over the music to her friend.
– Uh, don’t know… too much basses. The friend complained. The first girl continued:
– C´mon Heike! Feel the beat goin` trough yer body and soul… She sighed exited: ”That’s life!”
– Uh, Wendy… talking `bout life, look who’s here too. Heike, the friend, mumbled and nodded towards the DJ.
– William! Wendy hissed. ”But how on earth?! He’s still suspended from the school and it means he can’t take part in the activities that the school offers…”
– But this isn’t an activity.
– Yes, this is, Heike. This IS.
Someone walked to the girls. The comer knocked Wendy`s right shoulder and she turned around to look who had knocked her shoulder.
– Fabio! Wendy was delighted.
– Wanna dance? Fabio asked from her.
– But there doesn’t come slow song… And we’re not on the dance floor!
– Who cares!
Wendy blushed a little. Thomas knew how to talk a girl like her… She threw her arms around his neck and Thomas threw his hands around her waist. They started to dance slowly. Some other students grinned when they saw Wendy and Thomas dancing together but they seemed to have more important things to do than watch the young couple dancing. Heike sighed. She was third wheel again. She disappeared into the darkness, among other people.
*********************
Suddenly a pain wrapped Wendy`s heart.
– What’s wrong, angel? Thomas asked. He was worried. They had danced together when Wendy had started to wriggle a little.
– Dunno, just a sudden stabbin´ pain in my heart… Wendy`s face was pale from the fear. ”What if it’s something serious!”
– Nah, Wendy! You know heard doesn’t feel pain, don’t cha.
– But I felt the pain in my heart! It cut me to the quick!
Wendy rushed out of the party. She couldn’t stand the pain. She sobbed when she ran away from the school area.
– I wanna die!! She screamed.
She ran to the Elk lake.
*********************
When she arrived to the Elk lake she had gotten out of breath. She looked up to the sky and saw some clouds were wandering slowly and the half moon lighted the evening. She didn’t feel the pain anymore but she felt little bit dizzy. She sat on the beach and took deep breath. ”What Fabio had thought when she had run away from his arms.” She sighed deep. ”He probably thought I’ve got some1 else.” She took some snow in her hands and started to make a ball from it. It was too cold to do good snowball but Wendy could do a snow ball even if it had been -30 Celsius degrees. It was her special gift; like speaking bull shit very believable.
She didn’t see anyone else on the beach and it was more than prefect for her. She closed her eyes and lay down. She laughed voiceless in her mind. Snow was soft. ”What if I would do a snow angel like when I was kid in USA!”
She remembered a winter holiday of her family in Montana when she had been just 5-year-old and started to move her arms and legs slowly.
Suddenly, her right hand hit something. She opened her eyes fast and saw a shadow looking at her. The shadow was shorter than she was and it had cape that covered its body completely and hood hid its face and head. Wendy was bit amazed and got up quickly. The snow angel was destroyed.
Wendy thought a moment. The stranger was probably old woman.
– Yes I’m female like you are too.
– Huh? Wendy was more amazed. "Like she had read her thoughts!"
– Yes I did.
– What?
– I read your thoughts.
Wendy was irritated. Someone had come here while she had done snow angel, sneaked next to her without making any noise and now that creature dared to read her thoughts too!!
– You are irritated. Is this the way you respect your Protector God! The woman’s voice sounded angrier.
– Phah! My ”Protector God”… Excuse me but my God happens to be HE! If ya didn’t read my mind that much then lemme say that I’m Lutheran! And it means I don’t have more than 1 God, Father of Heaven and the Lord of livin` and dead and… AAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!!!
The pain was back, harder than ever before. Something drilled her skull again. Wendy fell on her knees and she leaned to her hands. Her eyes were red because of the pain and she shed tears of pain.
She raised her head towards the strangers face and saw white light that made her almost blind.
The light grew bigger and bigger and it yelled to her:
– O thy of little faith! It’s real shame this planet carries creature like you - you who should have become the next leader of Megazone family! Your sisters would have done a great favor to you if they had killed you when you were just a baby! Now I have to shame you, your mother have to shame you, your brothers and your sisters, the whole family of yours, your friends and fighters, and both planets that have carried you on them… We all have to shame you and your weakness!
Wendy sobbed and thought:
”Yosa, I didn’t know ya tried to kill me when I was a baby, I didn’t know that you shamed me!”
– She is as weak as you! She never tried to kill you! They were Sidna and Edna you should beg them to kill you now!
”Mom, you never told me I had more than 1 sister.”
– I’m not talking about your human sister, Mizeleingzelo!
– I… am… not… Mize… le… ing… ze… lo!
– Yes you are but you don’t seem to remember it after too many years here livin´ on Orfeilia as an Orfeilian!
– H-how… ? Aaaagh!!…
The light had devilish sound in her voice:
– Feel it!! Feel, how pain tears you!
Everything started to go black. The pain made her feeling dizzy. Her subconscious repeated to her ”Shame yer weakness! Looser! Shame yer weakness! Looser! …” Until everything went black completely.
Then nothing.
The light disappeared as fast as it had appeared saying:
– You know who you are but you don’t want to admit it for yourself…
*********************
Four days later, Tuesday 26th of January 1999, NorthWay, cold winter evening:
William was returning home from Arnold`s Gym and he was passing his school. He had almost passed the school building when he started to hear little baby’s cry. He looked around but saw nothing. No-one was around the school building, streets were empty, so were the gardens of the houses around him too.
He had spent well his ”vacation” from school. He hadn’t forgotten his studies: He had copied all the notes from Jeff into his own notebook, studied same things at home the other students had studied in school with little help of Jeff. At daytime when Jeff was in school William helped his mom by doing all kind of jobs of men, like fixing mom’s car (which was almost always broken in some way).
In his mind he cursed his father and mom’s new boyfriend. He had no siblings. It was all his dad’s fault that he also existed. He knew when mom had gotten married with William`s father, he had been good man but soon after getting married he had lost his job and everything had started to go down.
William’s father had beaten his wife when she had expected William and several times she had had been close to have miscarriage. Even the birth of the baby boy hadn’t made him happier and helped their life. Father had drunk all the money the family had gotten and he hadn’t let his wife to have any kind of job, but on the another hand she couldn’t have had any kind of job because she was afraid of the baby’s security. Dad could have had killed him hundred million times. William had often been seen at the hospital but nobody had had enough encourage to stop the violent father. The doctors and his mother had been amazed how he had survived time after time.
But the violent home had left its marks in his soul. He had learned to solve problems with his fists. His temper was very short, so no wonder why he was violent too. What could you expect from a boy who had seen his father humiliating his mother in all way you could imagine; by raping, beating, calling her with humiliating words… all that in front of growing little boy. William’s mother had been afraid to get any help. Their neighbors hadn’t stopped William’s father in the fear of revenge until one day a man in a suit had come in front of the door of William’s home. He had rung the doorbell and when William had opened the door the man had smiled to him and said ”It’s over now.” The man had taken little William on his arms and dark blue suited Special Forces of Police had attacked into the department and met William’s father in the action, raping his wife; again. William had sobbed: dad would never, ever, again hurt him or his mother!
William and his mother had moved to another department and they had started to build up their life again with the kind help of the neighbors. For few years he had been unsure about his identity, then at the age of twelve his hair had lengthened, he had worn blue jeans jacket and messy jeans. Soon, about couple years later, he had changed his style again. Now 14-year-old boy had tied a black and blue striped wrapskirt around his waist, had worn tight T-shirts, boots and leather jacket. William we know now, had born.
His mother had never gotten married again, but she had had a few boyfriends and her newest was pretty young and lazy, thin and short haired. William sighed. He never had had ”real” dad and he envied Wendy. She had everything he wanted to have: loving, supporting family, mother and father who cared about her very much, brother, and all kind of stuff he was only able to dream about. He envied so much that he wanted to see Wendy without all that. Alone in the cold world.
Exercising at Arnold`s Gym kept him sane. Most of the men and women there had used to him and didn’t pay much attention to him. In two years he had seen there all kind of people, and once even Wendy too. Gays, paranoiac steroid eaters, people who always were on some sort of diet… Nothing really amazed him there anymore. But baby’s cry at 21.25 in January didn’t really fit in his world view…
He continued walking home.
*********************
About 100 metres from his home he suddenly stopped. He heard again the baby’s cry. He looked around and saw nothing unusual or weird. Far from him he saw an older couple walking but no-one else was out at this time of the evening on Tuesday in tiny NorthWay that had been left in the shadow of its neighbor town - SouthBay. Everybody was at his or her home and nobody was going out because of the freezing coldness. When he looked around he accidentally looked to a window of the corner shop.
– Jeez!!
Instead of his own image he saw a 170 centimetres (about 5,7 feet) tall, big eared monster with white biting teeth.
It scared William even if he didn’t know why. He feared hardly anything but now he started to walk faster, his heart beat faster and he started to breath faster.
The glass window of his home building showed that face again. William touched his face with his hands. So did the monster in the window too. Nothing seemed to be wrong with his face but then what was that image about! The answer hit him like a flash from cloudless sky: the monster in the window was he!!
He ran the steps up to the home door and rushed from there to the bathroom. The adults, mom and her boyfriend looked at his rushing amazed look on their faces. William looked in the mirror of the bathroom and sighed. He didn’t see the monster from the mirror anymore.
– I’m gettin` insane… he sighed.
– What’s wrong, William honey? His mother asked from the kitchen.
– Nothin`! He gave a shout back. ”And how many times I hafta say I ain`t no yer honey!”
After he had calmed down he went in the kitchen to eat something: he was hungry like a wolf. Suddenly his mother started to speak:
– Your rector called, William. What ya`ve done there now? I had to meet her at her office at Senior High. I`d like to hear your story also `bout that what ya´ve done there lately.
William seemed like he hadn’t listen at all. After little silence he spoke still at the same time looking for something for a quick snack:
– What she said?
– She said that she’s probably forced to expel you. Do ya understand, Senior High is voluntary school. Ya don’t have to be there if ya don’t want to if ya want to stay as a student of your school ya shold respect the rules of it!
– What!! William’s voice was angrier. ”I’ve been suspended nearly 2 months! 1 week left and she calls ya and says she’s gotta expel me! What the hell I’ve done now?!?! I’ve done all the things that other students have done on the lessons at school! I’ve got all the notes in my notebook that they’ve done, all the projects done…” William slammed the door of the fridge.
– This is a U-turn to hell!! And Ahm gonna teach to that bitch who she should expel! He shouted and ran in the hallway and out of the house.
– William! Come back! His mother shouted behind his back but he didn’t listen her.
*********************
At first William decided to go to meet his rector, but then he started to think she would expel him right away if he shows his face at her home door at 10 p.m. at evening. He wouldn`t have choises. Then he thought he could go to Jeff’s home. Jeff had said quite many times he was welcome always; no matter what time of the day or night he wanted to come. They knew his story at Jeff’s home. They had once been neighbors; he and Jeff.
But then he decided not to go to Jeff’s home, so he walked around NorthWay. It was cold and William felt the coldness in the wrapskirt even better than if he had worn pants. He walked and walked, without knowing where to go. His feet brought him to the most expensive and richest area of NorthWay. It was 2.48 at night and William saw the lights were on in one house. Someone from that house had probably seen him walking and was coming to him now. Too late William recognized the comer. It was Wendy’s father.
A little moment he thought about running away but it seemed that the comer wanted to speak with him.
– Hey miss, wait! I need to ask you something. Wendy`s father gave a shout to William.
– I ain’t no gyrl! Get new glasses! William shouted angrily back to Mr. Browns.
Mr. Browns reacted William now.
– Oh, I’m verry sorry. I thought you are a girl since you have skirt. Mr. Browns was spoke with very sorry voice. Then his eyes got wider and a bit amazed look raised on his face: ”Hey, you must be William Cop, aren’t you! Boy, you have grown!”
– Yep, that happens to be my name. So what? If ya wanna shout me then C`mon!
– I don’t want to shout to you. I just wanted to ask you have you seen my daughter, Wendy, lately.
– Nope. Should`ve I? And what if I had seen her? Tell that mommy and daddy are missin` her? William jeered at. Deep in his mind he laughed: "Pretty little Wendy had run away from home! Ha,ha,haa!"
– I know you two are not friends at all but please, I beg you, please tell me if you know ANYTHING about my daughter! Mr. Browns was despaired. ”And, by the way, why you are here in the cold at this time?! Do you even know what the time it is?”
– That’s my business and yes, I know what the time it’s… William responded angrily.
– Come to us to have a cup of hot chocolate. You’re freezing here! Mr. Browns suggested and suspicious look raised on William’s face. He saw Mr. Browns had fatherly smile on his face. He remembered the man in suit who took sobbing little William on his arms and said: ”It’s over now. It’s over now!”
The man had been Mr. Browns; Wendy`s father.
Before William could even answer Mr. Browns put his hand on William’s right shoulder and said:
– What do you think? A cup of hot chocolate would make miracles, wouldn’t it.
He took his Nokia 3210 mobile phone from a pocket and flicked few buttons until an image of mug appeared and text: ”Hot chocolate, please!”
William was a bit confused. ”Wow, they could send even images with a phone!”
When they stepped in, Mrs. Browns came to the hall to say her husband hot chocolate was almost ready. She was amazed when she saw William.
– Oh, hi! She greeted and tried to smile brave smile but burst out crying.
– Ooh Karen… Don’t cry. She’s old enough to take care herself few days. I brought a visitor. William, here’s my wife Karen Browns. Karen, this is William Cop, the boy Wendy has spoken much.
– B-but how you k-know each o-other? Mrs. Browns swallowed.
– Well, let’s say because of his story. Mr. Browns answered to his wife and nodded towards William.
Mrs. Browns nodded a little bit to tell her husband she had understood.
They went into the kitchen and Mr. Browns poured hot chocolate in the huge mug that was in front of William. He tried to discuss with William, like a man to man. At first William hadn’t been pleased for the ”invitation” to have hot chocolate but sweet and hot fluid warmed him amazingly fast. Little by little he started to understand Wendy and other members of the Browns family. He heard the Browns were half Finnish. Mrs. Browns` other grand parents were from Finland and they had moved to America when they had been young. Mr. Browns` mother’s mother had been Finn too.
After long discussion time they returned back to the thing they had talked at first; Wendy`s disappearance.
– I’ve been thinkin` a thing… What the time was when ya saw she was gone? William asked from Mr. Browns.
– Well it was Karen who saw that she wasn’t in her room. It was about 9.25 p.m.
William’s eyes became wider: ”'About 9.25 p.m.!?!' He had heard a baby’s cry at 9.25, when he was returning home from Arnold`s Gym! ”
Suddenly he felt like he had known where she is.
– I may know where she’s. He said and hurried to the hall without understanding himself why he rushed like that.
– Where? Hope raised on Mr. Browns´s tired face.
– I’ve just feelin` plz don’t follow me or ask where. Ah see the hope’s raised in ya, but this might be wrong feelin` too. He explained fast and then rushed out in the cold darkness.
– Good luck sonny… Mr. Browns gave a shout after William.
”Yeah, I’m gonna need it. A lot.” He thought.
He didn’t look where he was running. He let his feet lead him. Like a magical power had called him, he just followed the feeling.
*********************
Then, at next moment he could remember, he was in a place, which was full of all kind of machines, some sort of computer’s control panel, and huge monitors. He saw an old woman, who was only about 150 centimetres (about 5 feet) tall, coming towards him. She stopped and called William closer with her finger. She turned around and started to walk to an another room. Magical power forced him follow that old woman.
He entered the room where the woman had gone. There was wide ”patology`s table” and hardly anything else. On the table lay the monster he had seen in the windows instead of his own image. William was scared a little but somehow he started to feel he knew that monster…
Then cold wind blew trough his body and soul. The monster was completely naked and only a piece of cloth covered his genitals. Even if William wore wrapskirt, he was 100% straight, homophobic straight, who would have liked to execute every gay, lesbian or transsexual in the world, wich was pretty funny because he himself wore long wrapskirts but for himself; wearing skirts was equality matter. Because girls were allowed to wear trousers then boys should have been allowed to wear (wrap)skirts. Even seeing a man without clothes made him annoyed exept in Arnold`s Gym where naked men in shower after training was natural and didn`t made him confused but now seeing that ”monster” practically naked made him almost puke…
The old woman looked at him and his yucking, and now William saw that she had no face!
–Don’t be afraid sonny. She said and showed her beautiful granny face but hide it right after showing.
She continued and William saw she was looking at the monster which lay on the table.
– Don’t you recognize yourself, sonny?
”She was claiming that he, William Michelangelo Cop, was that disgustin` creature! No way!”
– Venom! I was merciful and gave you second chance. Now is your time to meet your past, since it shall show you your future.
”What was the name she was calling him? Venom?” He tried to remember what ”venom” meant in English. ”Shit, what a name! And she was callin` me snake`s poison?! Man!”
The old woman continued:
– You are suspicious… Go there and lie down on the table next to your true body! Don`t think your name, ya have been named by your father. Not by Alain Cop. By your true father.
Hate and anger boiled in William’s mind:
– And what if I don’t go there and lie down?!!
The old woman’s voice was angrier:
– You will do that! Voluntarily or forced to do that! It’s your decision, but I guarantee the second way is PAINFUL. I have spent so much time and energy with this, so I won’t accept any buts!
William saw the woman was now behind him and her eyes were glowing. He took couple steps backwards and the woman took couple steps towards him. William kept moving backwards but the woman followed him until he hit the table. William was scared and felt sick. He didn’t want to admit it but, he was scared to death first time after his father had been sent to prison.
– On the table! She ordered and William felt there was nothing else to do. Luckily, the monster seemed to be dead, but how on earth it had seemed so lively in the windows. He lay down on the table and looked around trying to find the old lady.
– Close your eyes! She shouted to William, right next to his left ear. He closed his eyes but feared the ugly creature next to him on the right side. ”I’m his first meal when he wakes up!!”
– He won’t bite you. Relax. Have you seen anyone eating himself.
William tried to take a deep breather and relax as well as he could but that monster he wasn`t!
The room seemed to be colder now than before. William opened his eyes and saw his clothes were melting away like if something acid had been thrown on them. He rose and saw his skirt melting away.
– Hey, that was my favorite skirt! He yelled irritably.
– Get down! You won’t need it anymore! The woman pushed him down and forced him to close his eyes.
He started to hear humming and then bodies started to unite; like ”melting” together. William started to feel how another, strange thoughts filled his mind and his body disappearing. Then after some time, there was no William Cop anymore.
*********************
Few hours earlier in Chicago, USA
Mizeleingzelo turned herself back to human and went into one apartment building and took the elevator up to the tenth floor. There she walked in front of one door.
In the ”post hole” of the door was name ”Smiths.” Now when Mizeleingzelo was again Wendy, she pushed the doorbell.
”Ringg!” sang the doorbell. "Ring, ring!" Wendy pushed twice the doorbell, because no-one came to open the door. Then Wendy heard heavy steps coming towards the door. Young tanned woman, who had blonde hair and blue eyes and blue jeans and T-shirt covered her thin body, opened the door. She was surprised when she saw the comer. Wendy almost screamed, but toned down her voice so no-one else didn’t come to shout her because she had shouted in the corridor.
– Hi, Alice!
– Ah, Wendy! Is`at really u?
– Yep. That’s right. It’s really me and here I’m!
– B… b… but how? I mean have u moved here in Chicago or how it’s possible that u`re here? Where`s the rest of u? Yosa, Jack, u`r parents?
Wendy were a little bit pained but pretended happiness and positive tension:
– I`m all alone because I’m takin` some studies `bout American English in Windhill High. The rest are at home in Finland.
– Wow, u spend yer days and nights in Windhill High School! That’s the only boarding school here in Chicago, but it’s known from it’s quality. Is there tough?
–Mmmm-m.
– I never had a chance to get in there... Oh, Come in! Don’t just stand out there!
– Oo, no, no, I`d like to see the city more, but I need a guide or I`ll be lost and robbed before I can even say ”cat”!
Alice laughed friendly, like if Wendy has told a funny and entertaining joke.
– U mean that I should be that ”guide” for u. OK, let’s go. I just have to take the keys.
Alice went in her room, picked up the keys from her TV-board and returned in the corridor where Wendy waited for her. Then they went in the garage of the Smiths. There stood a black Harley Davidson and Wendy was amazed.
– Who’s that bike is? I gotta admit that this bike is real beauty!
Alice was pleased.
– It’s mine. Daddy bought it for me when I got my drivin` license.
Wendy couldn’t believe her ears.
– Yers?! Ya lucky! In Finland ya must be eighteen before ya can get the drivin` license for drivin` a car, and if that’s correct what I know, ya must be twenty before ya can drive bike card!
Alice’s faces became darker and the smile was wiped away.
– Hmm, do u really think I’m so lucky? I’ve had driving license two years and I’ve found young pple doesn’t care how they drive. They spend lots of fuel when they drive their street-cross and most of the accidents happens either to young or very old drivers. What I think is that yer lucky when ya have to be older than here in the States.
That amazed and exited look on Wendy`s face was gone.
– Well, yer probably right…
Alice sat on her bike and pulled her helmet on her head, gave another helmet to Wendy and started her bike. Wendy sat behind Alice and they rode out of the garage.
They both enjoyed the ride and Alice showed some places to Wendy, who had visited last time in Chicago when she had been 10-year-old.
_______
About two and half hours later Alice’s bike went broken.
– Oh, no! Dad won’t scream for happiness when he’ll hear my bike’s broken! Alice cried. She tried to find out what was wrong with her bike, but she didn’t find the problem. She sighed and continued: ”Oh well, the lucky thing in this unluckiness is that there, behind few corners, is Last Chance garage. That’s owned by a woman who’s some years older than me. Her name is Charlene Davidson, but every1 calls her Charley and she’s the best mechaniker I know in Chicago.”
Wendy was a little bit scared and worried. Her parents must have missed her already long time. ”How I’m supposed to get away from here back to NorthWay. Am I stocked in here for the rest of my life?!”
She groaned:
– Aww man! We gotta push it to the garage, don’t we!
*********************
Little bit later in Chicago:
Wendy and Alice had pushed Alice’s bike to the Last Change Garage which located close to the place where the bike had gone broken. Alice explained the problem to the mechaniker who owned the garage. Alice had noticed when they had came to the garage that they had some company; 3 men working with their bikes. They all were taller than she, Wendy or the owner of the garage. She decided to try to talk with the guy who were working with his red race bike.
– Kawasaki Ninja, huh? She tried to start conversation and was pretty sure he would say she’s right.
– Nope. Rocket Sled. He answered and Alice was amazed.
– Wow, never heard `bout Rocket Sled…
– Well now ya heard, sweetheart! He answered teasingly and grinned inside his helmet.
Charley, the owner of the garage, looked at Alice and the biker jealously. The biker saw that and gave a shout back mischievously:
– Don’t look at me like that, Charley-sweetheart!
– You’d better focus on yer bike or ya broke it instead of fixin`! Charley responded a bit annoyed.
Alice noticed that there was something between the biker and ”Charley-sweetheart” and she had come between them.
She went to say hello to the second biker with black Harley Davidson.
– Uh, hi! What r u doin´? She asked with a friendly smile on her face.
– Nothin` special.
– Why u guys r wearin` helmets here inside?
– ”See that big fella over there,” he pointed his friend below the tyre rack who welded something, ”that’s why.”
– But u don’t weld anythin`.
– Not now, but just before ya and yer friend came, I did. The Harley Davidson guy lied.
– My friend? Oh, u mean Wendy! She’s my cousin from Finland. She studies in Windhill nowadays.
Throttle looked at Wendy. She seemed to be bored but also worried about somethin`. He saw how she looked at her watch. He pushed and invisible button on the right side of his helmet and looked at her watch.
He zoomed it bigger and saw the watch showed different time than the clock on the wall. The watch around her wrist showed different time; 00.17 a.m.! He gave a shout to his friend he had talked about and nodded towards the shower room of the garage when he raised his gaze to him.
– Hey Modo!
Modo discontinued welding and they both went in the shower room.
– What’s up, bro? Why we had ta come here? Modo asked when they both took their helmets off.
– Did ya saw the girls who came a little moment ago?
–Yep. So what. Two ladies and broken bike. That shouldn´t be worth of this...
–The taller, blond girl said the shorter brunette with reddish nuance in her hair was her cousin from Finland who studies now in Windhill.
– In that boardin` school Charley has told once! Modo was amazed.
– I have feelin` that she lies.
– The blonde ma`am?!
– Shhh! Don’t shout! They hear what we talk if ya shout! I meant the brunette. The ”Harley-Davidson guy” hissed.
– How’s that?
– I saw her watch when she looked at it.
– A watch can’t show if some1 lies…
– No, ya don’t understand! Listen to me and don’t interrupt! ...Look, she behaves nervously which probably means she´s either in trouble already or she’ll be soon. The watch on her wrist showed 00.17 a.m. and is it 00.17 a.m. here? No!
– So what’re ya headin´ now? Modo asked. He was a bit confused.
– Ya must think I’m insane but after readin´ the files I have feelin` that the gyrl ya`re lookin´ for, is HER.
He pulled his helmet back on his head and continued: ”And not even single word `bout this conversation to anybody when those two gyrls are here. Now we go back there like nothin` had happened and continue what we were doin`. If the gyrl still seems to be worried about somethin`, go to talk to her. If she IS who I think she’s, she’ll probably remember ya and react in that way too. But don’t let her have a clue `bout who I think she’s before she has revealed herself. Got it?”
– Got it. …Ah think…
Modo pulled his helmet back on his head and they came out of the room back to the garage and Throttle was like if he had continued to that what he "had said" before in the other room.
– ...So, change the oils. She needs that.
Modo understood what Trottle was playing and replied like had replied if that what Throttle had said would have been true:
– Okay. Ah`ll change.
– What ya guys were talkin` bout there? Charley asked.
– The coolers and oils of the bikes… Not anythin` unusual.
– ”Well, u guys shouldn’t have ta go there to talk `bout coolers and oils,” Alice joined in the discussion, ”That wouldn’t have bothered me at all, and I guess neither Wendy too. Right Wendy?”
Wendy were in her own thoughts and didn’t hear anything.
– Wendy?
No answer.
– Wendy!!
– Täh? She slipped in Finnish but corrected her slip: ”Oops… I mean what?”
– I asked u, wouldn’t it have bothered u, if those guys had talked `bout oils and coolers here, without goin` to another room for that.
– Dunno. No, I guess.
*********************
30 minutes later in Last Chance Garage
Wendy was even more bored but also more and more worried about her return to home. She knew her parents well, perhaps even too well. They had probably called to the police about her disappearance and were afraid she was kidnapped from her own room! She knew how hysteric her mom would be when she finds out she wasn’t at home. She was tired and wanted to sleep, but where?
She saw the another guy of those who had had private discussion moment in the another room coming to her. He seemed to be kind and didn’t offend her but what was thing then she was feeling! Like she had met that guy before! She calmed her mind. No she had never met anyone as tall as he was, so she couldn’t have met him before.
The tall biker walked to the big door wich was next to Wendy, pushed red button next to it and the door started to roll itself open. He looked out of the doorway thinking a way to start a conversation with the brunette girl whose name seemed to be Wendy which reminded him very much from Venom Predator.
– Ah heard yer co`sin said ya`re from Finland...
– Yep. So what.
– Ah dunno where it is…
– Wanna short or exact explanation?
– Huh?
– Eh, never mind. It’s in North Europe, next to big Russia. Small country. Ca. 5 million inhabitants who speak very difficult language. Capital city Helsinki; other bigger ”cities” are Turku, Vantaa, Espoo, Tampere, and Oulu. I don’t live in any of those – I’m from NorthWay.
Modo`s heart beat hard and loud. Like he had talked with that girl before! And she said she’s from NorthWay.
He went trough a flashback.
-Leinzo! Miss Leinzo! Where’re ya goin´?
-Packin`...
-Why?
Gray-furred girl, ”Leinzo,” took the little boy on her arms.
-I’m goin´ to Motorhome 2, NorthWay, Orfeilia, because they wanna pay too much from my head.
-Who?
-Tharkians and sand rabbitrats.
-Sandrabbitrats?
-Hmm-m. Sand rabbitrats. Or ya maybetter known them as Sand Raiders.
-Can I come with ya?
-No Honda. I’m goin´ with Vem.
The little mouse looked disappointed and fearful.
-That vampire?!
-Venom ain’t no vampire!
-But he drinks blood! I’ve seen!
-only to stay alive…Now go Honda. Ya´re in greater danger here than in Hellfire. Megazone Fighters will whip their tails hard and merciless and kick those Tharkians back to their own polluted planet!
The older mouse lowered the little mouse back to the floor.
-Ya will too?
-I swear. Otherwise my name wouldn’t be Mizeleingzelo de Megazone.
The little mouse smiled to the older one when she patted his black haired head. Then into the room entered tan-furred, a bit curly haired, young male mouse with red and yellow biker boots, which had very high heels. Mizeleingzelo - Leinzo - rose up to speak to the tan-furred mouse but the tan spoke first to little Honda:
-Modo, ya should go now! The Tharkians will attack in any minute. Ya know the way to TimeWheel? Honda nodded. The tan-furred mouse continued: ”Good. Rocky´s waitin´ for ya. He’ll send ya to yer home in Hellfire.” He turned to Mizeleingzelo ”And why ya always call him Honda? His name is Modo, why don’t cha get it finally!”
She hadn’t responded and he, Modo ”Honda” Maverick had run to the TimeWheel teleporter and Rocky, the younger brother of those two mice, had teleported him back home. His mother and big sister had told him later that Plutarkians, Tharkians like the de Megazones called them, were beaten by the Megazone Fighters. Especially brown-furred, fearless and handsome fighter Stoker, who belonged to Van Rotten family, had showed his skills as a biker and fighter. He rode the most dangerous Megazone bike and was almost invincible. Later this mouse had turned his back to the Megazone Fighters and founded the famous Freedom Fighters who had left the Megazone Fighters in their shadow.
But Modo knew no-one shouldn’t underestimate the Megazone Fighters and their powers and skills. Stoker had gotten his driving education in Technodrome - home of the de Megazones and Megazone Fighters and was in that way a piece of evidence from the greatness of de Megazones. Then he sighed in his mind. Those were the days of childish innocence. He had had black bit curly hair which had been pretty long once, before he had washed his hair with so called Death Oil. The Death Oil had burned his hair away and almost destroyed his head and strong hands. ”Peudo, oh Peudo, why ya had to lie and break my heart. Ah was just a away ta destroy my people for ya!”
His mother had found him from their bathroom, bleeding and half dead. Somehow she had called Leinzo´s mother Ka-ri de Megazone to help her son. She had healed his injuries and wounds but she hadn`t given him his hair back. She had said that he will be hairless rest of his life which will sombolize the change that has happened in him and his life. She had said that she had been waiting that the spell of Kavasako`s "new appearance" would come true. When Modo had woken she had showed his image from a mirror and then when Modo had asked why she had saved him she had responded that now was the time to tell him about his mysterious father who he hadn`t met ever.
Ka-ri had told him that his father`s name had been Hardtail and he had belonged to Maverick family, but only as a civil. His true name had been Kavasako and his true family had Thorneboy and he had been Throttle`s father`s big brother, so Modo and Throttle were cousisns to each other. Modo wondered why his mother hadn`t ever told him anything about his father and Ka-ri had told that because his father had been always away. Modo`s father was famous Kavasako Thorneboy who had sacrificed his own life to save Ka-ri`s. And when Modo thought he was confuced enough she had told that his name should be Honda instead of Modo but because Kavasako had died before Modo`s birth, his mother had given him name Modo which meant ”gentle giant” in old Mizarian language. She had picked it up from the name of the bike, which belonged to Ka-ri`s fourth daughter - Mizeleingzelo. Later to point the difference between the Modo bike and baby Modo, Mizeleingzelo had added ”Big” into the name of the bike but she often used ”Honda” instead of Modo when she had talked to little Modo.
Modo reminded now very much his father and when he had lost his left eye some people had said that Kavasako had returned…
– Ahm sorry miss if I offend cha, but it feels like we’d met b`fore…
– Can’t… I would remember ya if we’d met before.
Modo looked around to see where the blonde young woman was and what she did. He saw what Charley did to the blonde’s bike.
No-one paid any attention to the brunette cousin and him.
Modo walked outside the garage, to the darker side of it, into the shadows. Wendy couldn’t hold her curiosity and followed him but kept safe distance to him. Then the biker stopped and turned around. He was well aware of that the brunette had followed him and started to speak friendly:
– Ahm gonna take my helmet off now but promise me miss, ya won’t start to scream. I may look bit... different than ya…
Then he took his helmet off and continued: ”Ya see, this why we must wear helmets there.” He nodded towards the garage.
Wendy`s eyes widened and her jaw fell. She looked fast around with anxious look in her eyes. Then she turned around and ran away very fast. Modo pulled his helmet back on his head and ran into the garage and shouted to the other bikers.
– Bros! We gotta go now! Ah`ll explain later!
Both of the biker bros who were working with their bikes stopped what they were doing and all of the bikers jumped on their bikes and rode away. Alice was amazed:
– Where did they go? She asked from Charley.
– I don`t know. And actually, that`s not my business. Charley replied and tried to pretend as well as possible that the sudden disappearing of the bros was as normal as eating or sleeping, but deep in her heart she knew somehing was wrong. And the other girl had disappeared too. ”Oh well, maybe she just has returned to Windhill.”
*********************
Wendy ran as fast as she could, as far from the garage as she could. She ran into a park and from there near to Mr. Limburger´s tower. She got scared the goons that were guarding the tower and didn`t know that somebody was looking at her from the tower. A voice warned her about the watcher and she slipped fast, far away from the tower.
_______
After some time she returned close to the garage and suddenly she had run into dead end that was opposite the Last Chance garage but from the garage nobody could see to there where she was. She looked the graffitis and scribbles that had been painted on the walls and had unpleasant feeling inside. She changed herself back to Mizeleingzelo and when she lifted her hand towars the sky her hand grabbed onto something that was invisible and when she lowered her hand back to normal position it pulled a sword from nothing to appear. She looked it amazed and touched the air with her left hand but didn`t feel anything.
”Where the hell that sword had appeared into her hand!”
She hadn`t had time to wonder the origin of the sword because she heard roaring of bikes and then someone shouting to his friends with a voice that had been burnt by whisky: ”Hey guys, Cum here! Here`s 1 of those gerbils! A kid of some1 of `em!” and an other man with black Road Ravens` face mask covering his upper half of his head, grinned to Mize and spitted. Then he smirked and started:
– Come to papa, girl… We won`t hurt ya if ya behave nice… We just have some fun with ya…
A devilish grin raised on every Road Ravens` face.
Mize raised the sword to protect herself. A third Road Raven got off his bike and stepped couple steps towards Mize.
– Doya really think ya can beat us alone. He laughed wickedly. "Give up rat-girl and we may let ya live."
– I AIN`T NO RAT!!! Mizeleingzelo hissed loydly and lifted the sword to hit.
– Ha,ha,haa! Ya`re really thinkin` ya could survive from us! The Ravens laughed.
One of them pulled a chain from something inside of the inner pockets of his coat.
– Well... How`s it guinea pig… Doya give up with good or do we have to kill ya and send yer head in a packet to yer daddy.
Mize´s eyes narrowed.
– It`s impossible to send a packet to Technodrome. Especially from here!
– Technodrome? Ha,ha,ha! What a name! Ha,ha,haa! Did ya guys hear that?! One of the three mousies is called Technodrome! Ha,ha,haa!!
The whole gang burst out laughter. Mize`s eyes became more narrow and her blood started to boil.
– MY FATHER´S FIREBALL! She shouted hit the closest men with her sword.
Someone grabbed onto a pistol and pointed her with it and shot but Mizeleingzelo cut the bullet`s way with her sword. She turned around and kicked a Road Raven that was coming too close to her. The kick wasn`t good and she flied to an another Road Raven´s hands.
– Ha, ha, haa! Gotcha! He laughed wickedly.
– Ya think so? Mize grinned and disappeared and the Road Raven were amazed. Mize appeared behind him and thrusted the sword into his flesh. The Raven yelled from pain and died.
– Who`s next?! Mize shouted to the Road Ravens.
– Ahm gonna teach ya what it costs to kill a Road Raven! A man hissed and attacked to Mize who pushed the sword into him and he died roaring from the pain.
Mize swinged the sword in front of the Road Ravens that were left and wounded couple of them pretty seriously. But then suddenly those of them who could, slipped away leaving Mize and the dead and wounded Ravens. Mizeleingzelo sat on the ground and tears started to fall form her deep blue eyes to her pretty dark grey cheeks. She had killed two strangers and now she would turn back to a little child. She hadn`t noticed it before but the tiny bag of Sand of the Memories had fallen on the ground when she had teleporter herself free and it had opened and the Sand of her Memories had spreaded on the ground. She didn`t notice a bike that was pretty similar than Modo´s that appeared close to her - behind a corner. Then suddenly she heard a familiar voice behind her shouting:
– Hey kid! Are u allright? The comer couldn`t believe his eye. ”Hey, wait… …Leinzo… Is`at u?!?
Mizeleingzelo recognised the comer. It was the six-foot mouse who she had talked with as Wendy.
– Go away!
She sobbed.
– Everything ends before it started… …And I`ll be poor helpless girl… …Sand of the Memories… …It`s gone!
The male mouse came to her and stroked her dark grey hair. Tears started to fall from his eyes and he had to take his eye patch away.
– Leinzo… miss Leinzo… U`re back!
Mizeleingzelo looked at the biker mouse and didn`t recognise him.
– Who`re ya? I see ya´re Maverick but… Are ya Hopeea`s sister`s son?
Modo laughed in a friendly way.
– No miss Leinzo. Ahm her son! Can`t ya recognise me? It`s me Modo! …Honda!
–Honda? Mize`s eyes became wider. She couldn´t believe what the strange gray furred male mouse had said. ”I can`t remember ya…”
Modo hugged Mize faterly. Then he put his eye patch back on his left eye. Mize looked him suspiciously.
– Sako? Ya look like Kavasako… Then she shook her head and mumbled: ”Noo-o… Sako`s mom´s lifeguard. He`s in Technodrome… He wouldn`t have come here to look for me…”
Modo was silent a moment.
– Miss Leinzo... He didn`t know how to say what he had to. It hurted him much to know that he was talking about his own father who had spent double-life. On one hand as lifeguard Kavasako Thorneboy and on the another hand as Hardtail Maverick - ”explosive expert” of Mizarian army which was all lie. He had once worked in a one mission for the army as the explosive expert, but the army had asked help from de Megazones for that mission.
– Kavasako`s been dead for years. He died before I was born and ya had crash-landed here on Orfeilia.
Mize looked Modo sadly and suspiously.
– Sako´s dead?
Modo held tears and gathered all the Sand of Memories he could, back into the bag. Then he gave the bag to Mizeleingzelo and took her on his arms and whistled his bike to him and ordered it to go to the garage to tell Charley where he was because the Bros were supposed to meet each other at the garage in a minute. He was worried about Wendy`s disappearance but this girl got all his attention now.
The bike speeded up and rode to the Last Chance garage. She roared her engine and blinked her front light to get Charley`s attention. The blonde girl had ridden to her home believing that Wendy had became too bored and went back to Windhill probably to read her homework.
– Li`l Hoss?! Charley couldn`t believe her eyes. ”Where`s Modo?”
The bike turned around and rode to the door of the garage and pointed to the dead end with her front light. Just then Throttle and Vinnie returned to the garage.
– I couldn´t find her. Throttle confessed.
– Oh man! She seems to have dissappeared totally! Vinnie complained.
– Hush guys! Li`l Hoss wants to show somethin`. Charley hissed to the guys.
– Where`s Modo? Vinnie wondered.
– There! He`s holdin` somethin` on his arms! Charley pointed to the dead end.
– It`s a kid! Probably that kid has been injured. Throttle thought aloud and speeded up his bike and rode to Modo who was carrying sobbing Mizeleingzelo on his arms.
– Ya found her? …Hey, that´s Megazone Fighter uniform! The Death Uniform!
– That`s right bro. And she`s in safe now with us.
– I don`t think so… What Vinnie might do when he sees her uniform. Ya know Vinnie`s feelings towards de Megazones and their allies.
– She IS de Megazone! She has returned!
Throttle sighed and Mize didn`t care about anything. She couldn`t know anyone of the guys but at least this guy who was holding her on his arms knew her and she could trust him. "This gray-furred said his name was Modo, but who was the biker who had come to them and who was Vinnie?"
Throttle rode back to Vinnie and Charley.
– Was it that brunette?
– Nope, Vincent. But ya must hold yerself. Throttle lowered his voice. ”She`s a Megazone Fighter.”
Vinnie`s blood boiled: ”What?!!”
Charley was amazed: ”Megazone Fighter? Who they are?”
Throttle sighed.
– Vinnie. You must hold yer anger! She`s just about 6-year-old kid! I won`t accept that ya`re going to hurt her.
– But she`s a allie of de Megazones!
– Vinnie!! Both Throttle and Charley shouted. And Throttle continued to explaining to Charley and showing her some of his memories about Megazone Fighters and the family behind it, and Charley sank into the memories of the tan furred mouse.
”Megazone Fighters is the private army of a family called ”de Megazone.” Like ya have very rarely heard us usin` our last names it`s because we have given up from usin` them because we can recognise our family members trough our antennaes but the northern Megazone family never stopped using their family name because it kind of symbolizes the powers they have. Vinnie`s family and they have been enemies from the early days of our society even if there has been some peaceful times between these two families too and now when these families have same common enemy they have lowered their weapons agaist each other but you can`t say that they would fight on the same side…But even if this Megazone family is very powerful they haven`t stopped Plutarkians even if I believe they could have been able to. The main reason to that may be because the person who is now leading the family is actually second in the so called ”crown oder.” The leader, much more often female than male, is called Queen and correspondingly male leader is called as King but the values of these titles are opposite to Earthling King and Queen title values. Queen has more value than King…
But the official leader is dead in actual practise and is held in the life just with the machines. They can`t let her die because the family is waitin´ for the return of next Queen. Ya probably have heard us talkin` about a female mouse called Mizeleingzelo, and seen either me or Modo browsing trough a file. That file is about her and she`s the next and official Queen of that family and the current leader of Megazone family it her big brother Monza.”
– Why she haven´t returned to lead her family?
– Oh Charley… It`s not that simple… Throttle sighed and they fell again into his memories:
Modo knows this family best from us, even if my uncle Kavasako was the lifeguard of the dead leader. All I know he died saving his Queen, Ka-ri de Megazone, mother of this Mizeleingzelo before anyone of us Biker Mice had born. It took me years to prove to Vinnie that I know `bout de Megazones even less than he does and that actually Vin-man is the one who knows them best but that knowledge has been filtered trough furious rage thowads the very same family. They have killed each other`s people just for enjoyment…
Modo was about 4-year-old in human age and I was 3, when Mizeleingzelo left Mars with her closest friend and loyal fighter Venom Predator and they never returned back to Mars. They both have been told to died in a crash-landing here on Earth, and basing on the informations what we`ve been able to get from the Plutarkian Security Profiles, they crash-landed in the province of Quebec, Canada, somewhere where no-one has been able to find anything that was left from their ship. The ship itself was a bit car-like and very old, but they could have been able to land on a road unlike our bike-cruiser. de Megazones sent some search parties to look for the ship and their bodies but nothing was found even if the Queen Ka-ri herself was leading the search parties. The family believes that person reborns if his or her mission hasn`t been finished before he/she dies. They believe that Queen Death, the head goddes of an acient religion that hardly no-one believes anymore, is mercifull to those whose mission haven`t been finished and sents them back so they can born into new bodies and finish what they had to do in their previous lives. Because Mizeleingzelo was the one that signs had showed to be chosen to become the leader of this Megazone family nobody of the family is willing to take that birthright from her even if she`s been dead about 17 years and now her big brother is ”temporarily” the leader of the Megazone family. Most of the Martians, including me, Vinnie and Modo expect that the time when the machines of the previous Queen will be turned off and Monza takes the crown and proclains himself to the King of…
– No! A male sound interrupted Throttle`s speak. ”Monza will never become the King of Megazone family! Miss Leinzo will take what belongs to her!”
Throttle, Vinnie and Charley scared a little the voice that was full of anger towards the idea that Monza would steal Mizeleingzelo´s crown. No. Monza as the Sons of Love in common, were loyal to the Queen and the owner of that male voice was ready to tear in small pieces those who would try to stop Mizeleingzelo to get her crown back. Throtle, Vinnie and Charley turned to the voice that just had yelled to them.
– Modo?! Whoa, ya scared me! Charley sighed.
Throttle`s eyes widened. He saw the child`s face and recognised her. He had only once seen Mizeleingzelo when he had been a little kid, almost baby but he could recocnise her now. She had saved him with the help of white furred Venom when Sand Raiders had kidnapped him from his parents. He lifted his shades in hope he could see better the child that Modo was holding on his arms, to prove himself what he had seen trough his shades was correct.
– Mizeleingzelo!!
Mizeleingzelo looked at Throttle and smiled shyly looking for safe from Modo.
– Mizeleingzelo bastard! This is yer end and whole Mars will thank me from endin` yer miserable life! Vinnie hissed behind his teeth that grinned from furious anger and lifted his gun to point Mize. Mize looked for more safe from Modo. Throttle grabbed onto Vinnie`s hand that held the veapon and turned it so it didn´t point to Modo and Mize anymore.
– No Vinnie! If ya shoot Mizeleingzelo ya shoot Modo too!
– Vinnie! You gotta listen Throttle! Ya hurt Modo too if ya are going to shoot her now. Charley tried to make Vinnie to give up from his plans.
Modo didn`t listen Vinnie´s threats to kill Mizeleingzelo and carried her into the garage and there to the upstairs, into Charley`s bathroom and there he let her go away from his arms saying:
– Clean up yerself in a hot bath miss Leinzo. Ah`ll go to the other side of the door to make sure Vinnie won`t hurt u. Maybe Charley ma´am can find some clothes that fits ya better that those. He smiled faterly and nodded towards the clothes that Mize was wearing.
– No. I keep these. She mumbled still a bit afraid.
Modo crouched down, patted gently her head and then he remembered his bionic arm and put it behind his back. He didn`t want to show it to Mize but she grabbed onto it and pulled it gently from behind his back.
– Let me… she looked at him begging look in her eyes. She slided her right hand on it, feeling the cold steel that had warmed a little in the warmness of Charley`s bathroom.
– Battle… I see a battle against Tharkians… They`re back?…
Modo nodded sadly.
Then she looked Modo in the eye and looked now more carefully the eye patch he had. She touched his cheek just below the edge of the eye patch.
– Ya lost this too… same missile…
Modo sighed sadly. Then he got up and took couple steps reaching the door and turned to look at Mize and said:
– Ah`ll be there just behind this door if ya need any help, miss Leinzo.
Then he opened the door, went out of the room and closed it behind himself. Then Mize locked it from inside. She could see trought the door that Modo stood in front of the door, blocking everybody`s way to there.
– Sako`s son… she whispered. ”He must be Kavasako´s son.”
Then she took of all her clothes while the hot water fell into the bathtub. She poured some good-smelling bath-soap in the water and mixed it and saw how the water started to bubble. She stepped in the middle of the foam and relaxed. The more she relaxed the more she could remember those things that she hadn´t remembered and she reachted the memories she had when she was 7-year-old in human age.
After laying some time in the bath she got up and showered herself from the bath-soap while the bathwater ran away from the bathtub. She dried herself to a towel of Charley´s and then she pulled her clothes back on her but trew her bras away because she didn`t need `em. She opened the lock and knocked the door. Modo opened it and smiled faterly to her.
– Ah see ya`ve gotten some of yer memories back. Ya`ve grown while u were there.
To protect her, he took her on his arms and carried her to Charley´s living room. He heard Charley and Throttle trying to calm Vinnie down in downstairs. He sighed and knew that he had to hurt Mizeleingzelo so she could get her lost memories back. He knew that he won`t be able to make her to become completely as old as she was when she crash-landed with Venom but at least he had to try because there was times when Mize had babysit him and no-one else couln`t return the memories about those times than he himself.
He sat on Charley`s sofa and Mize sat on his lap. Modo had sad look in his face. He never had wanted to hurt children and now, for a first time he had to do it deliberately.
– Miss Leinzo, I`d never like ta hurt any kid but only way to replace the memories ya lost when the sand of yer memories spreaded on the ground is very painfull and ah dunno if I can`t replace all yer memories. I`d need Venom`s help too, but I dunno is he alive or not.
Mize was startled when she heard Venom`s name. How somebody could have that kind of name?! Only Van Whams could have given that kind of name to their child…
– Easy miss Leinzo. Venom`s good guy. He just looks a bit scary. Especially from kid`s viewpoint. Ah scared him when I was kid and wondered how brave ya were because ya 2 were best friends.
Suddenly Mize remembered her two friends:
– Takehatti! Mizon! Where they`re?!
Modo sighed. It wasn`t easy to tell bad news.
– Leinzo… Miss Mizon is dead… So`s Hatti…
Mize`s lower lip quivered and tears rised in her deep blue eyes and fell on her pretty dark gray cheeks. Two of her closest friends had died and she hadn`t been there to prevent their deaths. Modo snuggled Mize againts his chest and let her cry.
A little bit later she wiped her tears away from her cheeks and eyes and sent to Modo:
--”Help me! If ya can replace my lost memories then do it! No matter how much it´ll hurt me, just help me!”--
Modo turned his antennaes to point to Mize`s and they started to glow. Then the memories rushed into her mind and filled their places in her mind. Mize grimaced from the incredible pain but didn´t complain. This was the only way to get those memories back that`s pieces lied on the ground of the dead end.
They didn´t hear how three characters entered the room, one one still boiling in the anger that he had to hold just to wait right chance to kill the target of the anger and two who kept the first one on the eye. When they entered the room Vinnie couldn`t hold his anger anymore and he was furious:
-Devil gyrl! Murder! Witch! You all are witches and should die! He had grabbed onto his lazer gun and poited Mize with it. Modo discontinued the replacing of her memories and his eye started to glow reddish yellow light and the arm cannon rised from his bionic arm pointin´ to Vinnie.
– Vinnie! Are ya crazy?! She`s under my protection! Ya won`t hurt this kid without my punishment from that ya hurted a kid who`s unable to defend herself!
An electric light came from Mize´s right forefinger and burned Vinnie`s eyes. He fell down and a few minutes he was unconsciousness.
Mize´s voice quivered from anger:
-There was a li`l example for ya li`l white furred bastard! Hope ya loved it! No-one poits me with a gun...
Mize was angry, she wanted to destroy Vinnie before he would wake up and destroy her, but she couldn’t. Her mother had taught her to use her powers only, if it was absolutely necessary and not to hurt people more than what was nessessary to calm them down a little bit.
Charley looked amazedly Mize. Throttle sighed:
– Like I told ya already; they`re enemies to each other.
– Yeah, but Ahm not gonna let my bro to kill my Queen.
– Yer Queen?! Charley and Throttle repeated amazedly.
– Just like my father was her momma´s lifeguard and protected her, Ahm gonna protect Mize as well as my father protected her momma.
– But Modo… Throttle resisted.
– Hardtail Maverick was my father´s name in civil but in truth he was Kavasako.
– The Kavasako?! Heh, Modo… Are ya tryin` to pull my leg? He was my uncle…
– …And my father; Throttle. We`re cousins.
Throttle`s and Charley`s jaw fell. They just couldn`t believe what Modo just had confessed...
Uh oh! Mize is in trouble!
Can Modo replace Mize`s lost memories and what really happened to William and Wendy? Whose is that bike that appeared to Mize in the dead end?
I ain’t no future teller but I have feeling that somethin` will happen… Something that`s impossible!
To be continue in part 3:
”MISSION IMPOSSIBLE”
Part 3: "Mission Impossible"
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