Shattered, Repaired, Renewed: Brothers Chapter 9

The BMFM are headed to Las Vegas to save Rimfire and his crew! But what they find is much more dangerous than Area 51, and sends shockwaves throughout the group as to what it means to be a family......sequel to Shattered, Repaired, Renewed: Momma Comes Home

Disclaimer: Dudes, two stories later and I still don't own the mice. Damn my luck.....

Throttle, Modo, Vincent, Charlene Davidson, Rimfire, Chef Andy Steinhaur, One-Eyed Jack Monterrey are all characters from the original show. Silva (Modo's Momma) and Auri (Modo's lost wife/mate) are my characters, along with any others that pop up. Thanks!

Chapter 9

Vinnie panted as the stone soldiers finally crashed to the ground. Dammit, where were all these stupid things coming from?! No city had that many statues, did it?! He tried to shoot at another rock creature that lumbered around a street corner and glared at his pistol and then his bike cannons when nothing happened. Out of ammo.

Vincent Van Wham said a very bad word in Martian.

The white mouse dodged the giant arms that tried to knock him from his bike, weaving through the trashed cars and shattered glass. Rimfire fired his bike cannons to try and turn the statue away from Vinnie, but with no effect. A stray shot hit a fire hydrant, knocking the metal loose and sending a huge jet of water into the air.

Rimfire paused in midair as hundreds of gallons of water shot up to the sky. "Uh-oh. My bad! Sorry!"

But the effect it had was staggering. The stone creatures froze in place, several tilting over from their positions and shattering on the ground. Others that had been formed from the broken bits of statues on the ground suddenly began to crumble, the will that animated them suddenly fading and sending them back to pieces on the ground. The more water that struck them, the faster they crumbled.

"Water?" Thrash said incredulously. "Stone being beaten by water?"

"Its scattering the brainwaves that activated them, acting like a mirror," Throttle said in some wonder. "They can't get wet, or they stop working!"

"Now what in the name of tarnation is goin' on here?" a gravely voice boomed out across the sudden silence. The Martians turned to face the villian. He was huge, easily passing Modo's height and weight, made from a brick colored rock. And he was wearing very, very little clothing. Link covering Thrash's eyes from the site. "You're virgin eyes shouldn't see a naked stone guy."

The red mouse swatted his hand away, "Shut up, Link!"

"I'm not naked," the mercenary said indignantly. "Name's Stonewall, and you mice been breakin' up all my boys here. Now who said y'all could go and do somethin' like tha'?"

"I did," Throttle said quietly, his tone making the other mice edge away from him. "Anyone that steals my girl has to pay for it."

"Wha', tha' squishy little thing?" Stonewall said in surprise. "You kiss that dirty mouth a' hers? She called me everythin' under the sun 'cept a stone."

Throttle's proud grin was a little feral as he said, "Good for her." The tan mouse launched into the offensive, the other mice not far behind him.

&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&

Modo slapped another batch of premade C4 onto a wall as they rode past. The bombs were a gift from Addie, asking that since it was his town, they take the Tower out his way. The mice had agreed as they had never taken out a Plutarkian Tower this way before. They could check another method off the "1001 Ways to Take Out a Tower" list. (Yes, they keep a list. Have to keep track somehow.)

Rev scanned the hallway, tensing at the sound of metal being dragged across metal. "We got company, Modo!"

Lil' Hoss braked to a stop as a huge black snake--thing slithered down the hall, the metallic looking horns dragging along the sides of the hall. Several rows of wicked looking teeth filled its main mouth. And then the other mouths opened, along its sides, its belly, even from where its eyes should be--

Both mice's eyes went huge in shock. "I think a tactical retreat is in order," Rev said softly. Hoss seemed to agree as the bike began rolling backwards, Modo nodding in agreement. The grey mouse paused a moment. "Snakes like noise, right?"

"Huh? How should I know, they never let me watch National Geographic!?"

"Here goes nothing then," Modo muttered as he pulled out his small cd player. He clicked it on, put the speakers on high and tossed it into an open doorway. The giant thing's head followed after the sound, squeezing into the room with some effort. Modo jumped off Lil' Hoss and slammed the door after it, but not before tossing in one of Rev's grenades. The resulting blast took out the door, a rain of chunky purple spewing out after it. Modo glanced in the room and grimaced. "No chance of getting that player back."

Rev frowned in curiousity. "What did you play on it? I mean, why did it follow after it?"

Modo found a smile as he got back on his beloved bike. "I guess everyone like James Bomb theme music." The sound of several more things coming down the hall made his smiled drop. Dozens of heads, mouths, claws, paws, beaks, and spines came around the corner. All of them attatched to one creature. "Uh-oh."

"No kidding," Rev said blankly. He suddenly reached into his shirt, yanking out a dozen of his homemade smoke bombs. "Modo, get ready to blast us a way down and out, I'll get us some cover."

"Dive and Dash number 6? 7 would work better."

"That'd be great if I knew what you were talking about! Now get moving!" He tossed the bombs out, grey and black smoke filling the hall. Lil' Hoss's lasers fired, making a hole in the floor and using its thrusters to lower them down the next several floors. They passed several more creatures and hybrids on the way down, teeth snapping and claws swiping at them. Rev threw a few more smoke bombs at them, switching back to his frag grenades when he ran out.

Modo kept tossing more C4 bombs at the walls as they went down. As Rev handed him another one, the young mouse paused. "Modo, these bombs are on a timer, right?"

"Yeah."

"That you have to activate, right?"

"Yeah."

"And you still have the remote for them, right?"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm"---the grey mouse suddenly frowned as Lil' Hoss blasted out more flooring beneath them. He patted down his pockets, a sheepish look coming on his face. "Um, must have tossed it when I threw my cd player. Why?"

Rev fought the urge to strangle him. "Because all the bombs' timers are going!! We've only got seven minutes before this whole place goes up!"

"Better hurry then," the grey mouse said practically.

*&*&*&*&*&*

The sound of several explosions echoed through the building. The white girl clone glanced around nervously as she helped her still dizzy sisters down the hallway. "What was that?"

"That would be our ride," Charley said proudly as she held the arm of one of the Jewels. She glanced around at the girls. "I can't believe we could only find the one guard. Where is everyone?"

"Alarm #64," the tan mouse girl said groggily. "It means to evacuate the building. I'm-(yawn)-surprised we even found the one." This clone was Charley's height, with slightly darker hair than her fur tht brushed at her shoulders. Large brown eyes made her seem younger than she was, but the large peice of metal bar she held made a person think twice. The guard they had ambushed had generously donated his clothes while unconscious, and she had his brown button up shirt on. It just barely made it past the indecent parts.

The other clone was as tall as Modo with his grey fur, but long black hair cascaded down her back. Red eyes blinked to try and clear the sleep away from her mind. And while this clone was tall, she was not bulky, but willowy, her limbs long and graceful. The guard's pants covered her lower half and his khaki vest barely stretched out to fit her top.

The white furred clone had snagged his white undershirt and was thankful for her shorter torso as it went down to mid thigh. Charley insisted they keep the clothing, as she still had her bra and underwear.

A loud hissing filled the air as they turned the corner. A green plant-like monster blocked their path, tentacles waving as several beaks snapped in their direction. "Uh-oh."

"No kidding," the tan mouse said as they slowly backed up. Just as the thing lunged to attack, the ceiling caved in with a huge crash, crushing the creatured beneath it. The most beautiful site in the world greeted Charley's eyes.

"Hey, Charley-girl, nice to finally see you aga--Oh, Momma, you're naked!!"