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WELL, THIS BITES
Part 2
It’s not good to Tick off a flying bike with cannons!
Written by Devin Dunn
As SB and Secret where alone in the cave, in the dark, SB annoyed with his own
stupidity trys to clam Secret. “Ok there are D.E.O. guys in the building but
don’t worrywe got two things that they don’t know about.”
“And that is?” Secret replied sarcastically, one of the elements of humor that
sheunderstood, after Robin explained it to her.
“Well as you so pointed out they don’t know I’m here, and arn’t ready for my
patented ‘tackt...”
“Probably don’t know your here.” She cut him off.
“Yeah ‘probably’ don’t, and they probably arn’t prepared from the Super-cycle.
If we can get to it we can tell it to go round up the troops.”
“If the cycle doesn’t go try and stop them on it’s own you know how it is.”
Suddenly they hear a loud blast. It echoed throughout the cave.
“That answer your question?”
“Yes, maybe we should um go somewhere in the cave were we can at least see
them coming.”
“Good idea lets go, now.”
Meanwhile outside.
“WHAT WAS THAT!” Lutwidge yelled.
“I don’t know sir,” a D.E.O. agent with a head-set on said, “Motor-pool team
report, REPORT!”
Static responded. Lutwidge grabbed the head-set off the agent. “SOMEBODY
RESPOND!”
“*screhhhhhc-Sir we ha-schhhhhh-lying cycle-srhhhhh-ig energ- wwwerrr
-onnon-shhweALIVE!”
“YOU WERE TOLD THAT THING APPEARED TO BE SOME KIND OF A.I.
DID YOU DISREGARD THAT!”
“wrreehhh-et back to -yhherrr- that”
Lutwidge threw off the head set “%!@#” He turned to the agents around him,
“I’m surrounded by idiots!”
Meanwhile in the motor pool...
“AHHHHHHHH” one agent yelled out as the Super-cycle lurched forward
slamming into him. He was knocked a good 10 feet into a wall.
The agent who appeared to be in charge started blasting at the Super-cycle and
yelled over the noise “KILL IT A LOT!” All the agents opened up and shot at the
cycle
the cycle phased out and the blasts went right through it. The stunned agents
stopped
firing. As they stopped the cycle phased back in whipped out one of it’s rather
large
proton cannons and blasted above the agents and had the roof come down on mostof
them.
Suddenly three agents rushed the cycle from different directions, behind, in
front,
and slightly of the front to the left if you were sitting on the cycle. The
agent coming
from behind the cycle got to it first jumped into the tail section, but the
Super-cycle
didn’t like that so it flung it’s tail section wildly. The agent flew out of
the cycle landing
rather hard. Then the cycle put it’s tail on the ground lifted it’s front end
up swung into
the agent approaching from the side. The last agent standing flung himself onto
the hood
of the cycle and smacked a round disk onto the hood. The cycle reared up and
threw it’s
nose up quickly sending the poor agent flying into the ceiling, he hit it pretty
hard, butthen again the landing wasn’t too soft either.
The agent in charge pushed some rubble off of himself pointed something at the
cycle and pushed a button. The disk on the Super cycles hood started throwing
off
electricity in all directions. The cycle spasumed wildly blasted wildly a few
times and
stopped moving. The lead agent looked around and realized we was the only one
leftconscious.
Meanwhile during the whole fight with the Super-cycle, in another part of the
cave...immediately following the first blast.
“You guys here that?” A man in a sealed suit and a air tight helmet said to a
group of men dressed the same. Some wearing vacuum like things, and someholding
guns. The men all nodded to the one agents question. “Well enough of this
sneekingaround, DO IT!”
They all started going down the hall at a quickened pace kicking in doors,
blasting them open, or just useing the handle they’d quick go in and check each
of the
rooms with something that looked like that thing they always carry around in
Star Trek.
“I got something.” One of the agents said as the device he was carryingstarted
making beeping noises at him. “I can’t pin the signal down.” All the agent
crouded
around the agent. As they did a mist started riseing from behind them. The
mist startedto take shape, a huge beast with large fangs and glowing red eyes.
One of the agents just casually looked over hs shoulded to see the beast, he
let out
a scream at what he saw. The others looked and many of them were startled at
what theysaw. The lead agent yelled “IT’S THE SUBJECT! IT CAN’T HURT US IN THE
SUITS!”
“But I can.” A voice said from behind them. They turned again to see Superboy,
SB grabed the two agents closest to him by their helmets and slamed the helmets
together. Their heads thudded aginst the inside of their helmets and they went
limp.
The lead guy went for his radio, but SB grabbed another agent and threw himinto
the lead guy before he could get to his radio. One of the agents with the
vacuum things
on his back turned and pointed the end of the barrel at Secret. Secret
consintraited and
became solid, she grabbed the barrel of the vacuum thing and slammed the butt
end of
into the face plate of the agent. The face plate cracked enough for Secret to
turn intoknock out gas and knock the guy out.
Suddenly the cave filled with the echoes of small arms fire followed by one big
blast echoed threw the halls of the cave comming from the motor pool.
SB slammed another guy out while Secret went for the lead guy she solidifided
herself again and grabbed the gun he dropped when SB threw the other agent into
him.
She lifted the rifle above her head and brought in down on the face plate of the
guy that
was thrown into the lead guy. his face plate shattered and she quickly KOed him.
Shefloated at the lead guy and shattered his face plate. She was about to knock
him outwhen SB said “Hold up!”
SB grabbed the guy and slammed him against the wall. “Who sent you.” SB said
trying to keep his voice down but putting as much rage into his voice as he
could.
“Like I’ll tell you.” the agent said.
“You better, or I will make it very VERY unpleasant for you.” Secret said.
The guy looked at Secret then at Superboy, “Yeah right”
“Kid you may want to stand back.” She flashed some smoke in his face, a
moment late he was yacking stuff up he never knew he ate. “What some more?”
He coughed and spit “C-Charles, and Lutwidge.” He hurlled again. Secret threw
some more smoke at him and his eyes rolled back and he pasted out.
Secret put her hands to her face and started crying, “I thought they wouldn’t
come
after us after we broke the others out of the prison *sob* I thought they were
gone forgood.”
SB clenched his fists and said “They wont get you don’t worry.” Then theyheard
another series of blasts. They looke at each other. “We better go find the
super-cycle.”
Meanwhile outside
“Sir radio contact from motor pool team.” an agent sitting at the radio station
saidto Lutwidge.
Lutwidge picked up the headset he threw off earlier, “Report.”
A voice came through the radio, “We got the Super-bike whatever under control,
my guys are hurt bad I’m the only one standing. I need help to get my men out
sir.”
Lutwidge turned to the radio guy, “Send team 3 to the motor pool” the said into
the radio “Ok helps comeing is the bike in one piece?”
The voice came back “Yes but I can’t say the same for my people, sir.”
“Sir team 3 isn’t responding.” the radio guy said.
“What know?” Lutwidge mummbled, “All teams report in!”
“Motor pool team 1 standing 3 awake, 4 unconsious.”
“Power Station team Reporting in, all’s well.”
“Team 1 all’s well.”
“Team 2 all’s well.”
Silence.
“Team 4 alls well.”
“WHERE’S TEAM THREE!” Lutwidge screamed. “All teams emergancy! Kill
anything that moves that isn’t one of us. Team 4 go to the motor pool. Kill
who eversdoing this!”
To Be Continued
Next Time:
Well, This Bites Part 3
OR
Well this bites part 3 OR An Impulse in the hand is worth two in the bush!
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