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Tailspin	By : DBZVelena Category: +1 through F > Biker Mice from Mars Views: 2990 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Biker Mice from Mars, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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=Legal Disclaimer=

Biker Mice from Mars doesn't belong to me.
In fact I don't know who all DO own them, but it sure isn't me.
If it had been me the series would have been NC-17, the plot would be more than "mice save the world by blowing stuff up" and have more nudity.
It also would have run far longer than just 3 seasons and would have aired late at night when all the kiddies are in bed.
But alas, they don't belong to me.
But then you knew that already, its implied in the word FAN-Fiction.
Meaning made by a fan, thus not by the real owners.
And because I'm not the real owner, it also means I can't make any money from this.
But then you also knew that too.
In fact you also know that the characters from the series also don't belong to me, and that I'm just borrowing them for my own sick pleasure.
But that doesn't matter because because you're reading this because its YOUR sick pleasure too.
There is just one last thing I like to add to this ridiculously long disclaimer. And that's the following:
Any and all original characters portrayed in this fanfic are not to be copied without express permission from the author, under penalty of a stern talkin' to.
This last bit was not of my own creation either, I'm not that original.
The quote comes from this site: http://home.iprimus.com.au/vpolitis/raichu/fanfics/disclaimers.html and its from Badgequest: "If At First You Don't Succeed..." by Cyberwraith9
Yes I know that's pokemon, but if you didn't know that pokemon is evil and will come at you from all directions while you sleep, then I think you don't know much at all.
And no I don't own pokemon either, all though why that is relevant in a disclaimer for a fanfic about mice from mars I really don't know.
And now a small recap: I don't own Biker Mice from Mars.
I know I've said that already, but its a long disclaimer so I needed to state it again.

And now to the important stuff.

Title: Tailspin
Chapter: 2?
Author: DBZVelena
Series: Biker Mice from Mars.
Pairing: Throttle/Vinnie, hinted at other possible pairings.
Warnings: This is SLASH fanfiction, if you don't know what that means, go away. If you read anyway and after decide to flame me, I'll laugh at your idiocy. You have been warned. In this chapter there mentions of death, but just natural death. Everything grows old and dies some time you know. (The Gundam Wing fandom excluded, that one is immortal) So I advise to grab some tissue before reading the coming chapters. Also a note: in this story the plutarkians took a whole lot longer to get Mars than is implied in the series. Why? Because its more likely than a "they got mars in 2 years" kind of thing. I mean, look at how long its taking them to get earth... *grins*

And now..... Lets start the story!

Three bikes were blazing over rout 35, the last still mostly in one piece highway on mars. At one time the road had connected Martian capital Boonley with the city of Seavie which had been located at Martian's southern ocean.
Neither Boonley or Seavie still exist. Both having been destroyed by Plutarkians. but the road was still there. Once it had been a long road through Martians endless fields of Pinkseed Plants. Now its a broken road through a desolated desert.

Even with water being back on mars, that particular region was still a lone desert. However, halfway on that road, situated between two high rising rocks of stone. There is the very last Martian drive-by diner. And probably one of the few still standing buildings from before the Plutarkians arrived.
The faded sign stating that if you could sing the owners favorite song without going off key, you'd earn your self a free meal. Was still standing at the side of the road. Even though the place hadn't been a real diner since the Plutarkians arrived.

Instead it had been many things, like a orphanage for mice that had lost their parents during the first wave. That had been how Throttle had ended up there. At age 12 his parents had died when the Plutarkians had arrived. Only reason why he had survived was because he had been playing in the fields outside of the city. When he returned from playing it was to a ghost town, the weapon the Plutarkians had used hadn't even left bodies to bury.

There had been a squadron of retreating Soldiers who had seen him wandering the town. He'd been picked and sent along with a whole group of orphans to live at the diner. That's when Throttle had met Modo, the 16 year old son of the though biker Mouse who insisted that everybody called her "Momma". Its also where he first met Carbine, a though girl who rather played with the guys than the girls.

Back in those first years of the Martian war against the Plutarkians, they hadn't really seen much of the war. Only the occasional military convoy passing by to deliver food and water. It wasn't until the convoys stopped coming, that they realized how bad things had become.

Then one day they all woke up the a bad burning smell. At first nobody had known that the smell was, until they saw where only the day before had been large pink fields. Then the fields had been a sick neon green color and all the plants were gone. The Plutarkians had decided to use the place to dump fuel waste from their machines.

That had been the day when Modo, Throttle and Carbine had decided to leave their safe haven. Their original plan had been to join the army and help stop the Plutarkians. However things had gone a bit different.

All of this was going through Throttles head as they rode towards a place he hadn't been to, in almost 15 years.
Finally the familiar rock formation came in to view, and strangely enough it felt like coming home. That place had been in his heart for all those years, fighting for something he had almost forgot. Only now to be reawakened to why he was still fighting.

Throttle looked to his left, watching Modo as he too was looking at the Rock formation. Throttle knew that to Modo the place meant a LOT more than to him. Modo had lived the first 19 years of his life there before they all had left to go "save" Mars.
Then Throttle looked to his right, Vinnie had never been there before. They hadn't met up with Vinnie until their first day of training by Stoker. In fact, now that he thought about it. He didn't really know anything at all about Vincent's life before then. He wondered if Vinnie had a place to call home.

And then they rounded the rock obscuring the diner from view from most of the planes. It had probably been the fact that if you didn't know it was there. That you'd never look for a building there. That had saved the place from the Plutarkians.

In front of the diner were a large number of bikes and other things that could be used for transport. Warning them that they weren't the only people there. Even Carbine's, Rimfire's and even Stoker's bikes were present.
However Modo to barely note of that fact as he quickly turned of his bikes engine and took off his helmet as he strode with large steps towards to diners entrance, followed closely by Throttle, and Vinnie bringing up the rear. While staring an Throttles ass the whole time.

Modo opened the diners doors and yelled.

"Momma!!! Your boy is home!"

TBC.
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