Post by RaceFanX on Mar 22, 2009 1:48:54 GMT -5
Last time Epsilon's well laid plans started to go awry but this villian still has a few more cards to play...
If anyone's out of charater just chalk it up to the utter chaos of this hard to write scene or the character being under the control of Epsilon's mind control. Nobody would be calm in this scenerio...
He'd lost them. So close, and yet so far. But he couldn't let it end like this, he still had one last trick up his orange collar. Epsilon dropped his friendly facade.
"Okay, I've come too far forward with my plan to let it all go to heck now. If you mangy mutts want to play hardball. Let's play!," he shouted. He closed his eyes, opening them again to reveal the red mind control color as the red beams shot outward into the crowd, striking a row of the larger pups standing in the back of the barn. Instantly Patch, Raiden, Ranger, Duke, Yuri and Oddy were under his control. He contuined to fire his eyes, in the process striking random dogs in the audience like Cadpig, Sanka, Izzy, Lita, Star, Roadhouse and others. Sparky and Puffy made a quick escape out the door to escape the beam as half the crowd was now affected as Doc looked on in horror, dodging being affected by the beam by ducking behind Cop Car. One beam struck Dicer, but not being a dog he shrugged it off with no effect.
"Contact has been made," replied all the affected dogs in monotone unison.
"Excellent, my strongest four head outside and help Techno gather the amp and materials. You others, stop any interference!," shouted Epsilon. As Patch, Raiden, Duke and Ranger made their way out the door, Yuri, and Oddy blocked the exit behind them. The affected pups all began to growl, as if ready to attack. Their eyes had all turned a glowing red color to indicate Epsilon's control.
"This is bad and I don't mean bad on a last season of "Knight Rider" bad, I mean a "Cop Rock" level of bad," said Roxy. Behind her but unnoticed, Belchic saw what was occuring and was retrieving the barn's fire extinguisher that Roger put in after the barn almost burned down about a year ago. Meanwhile Diana was not impressed by Epsilon's planning.
"Oh yeah brainwash Duke, that's going to work out well just like last time," mumbled Diana loudly with Stealth and Emma standing confidently on either side of her. Epsilon took note, and immedialy used his red eye mind control vision to zap Stealth and Emma
"Contact has been made," said both, again in monotone unison.
"Attack her," said Epsilon with a somewhat sadistic tone. Both of the Heartbreakers were forced to agree.
"Cute, real cute. You'll live to regret this collie!," yelled Diana in a peeved tone as her friends began to attack her.
"Oh shut up you dumb broad," replied the collie. With a snap of his claws, all heck broke loose in the barn. Friends lunged at friends, it was a sad bitter brawl as Epsilon started to make his way toward the door with mind controlled pups fighting a clear path for his escape. Diana punched out Emma but became to locked in combat with Stealth to make any move to stop him.
Lucky immediatly looked over to Doc.
"Doc, you had a good talk with him. Is there any way to reverse this?," asked Lucky.
"I don't know, replied Doc. Suddenly Cadpig launched right at the pair.
"YAYAYAYAYAYA!," shouted Cadpig as she made a leap at Lucky only to be punched out by Two-Tone.
"Sorry Cadpig, no one hurts my man," said Two-Tone. The attention shifted back to Doc.
"He only said that a certain chemical compound would do it. He didn't say which," replied Doc. Suddenly another pup tried to attack them.
"For the glory of Epsilon!," shouted Cop Car. Suddenly a red laser hit him and knocked him out. The pups turned, thankful that this red beam was from K-4.5. The little robot had deployed his defensive laser mounted in his nose. Doc was glad he had found that little device and had Patriot install it.
"Maximum defense mode! Laser set to stun," announced the robot.
"Good dog," said Doc.
"Affirmative," replied the robot.
"We've got to stop Epsilon before he gets off the farm," said Lucky. "Two-Tone, come with me. We'll take him out," he said.
"Got it," she replied.
"K-4.5, your laser thing have enough power to zap us thru to him," Lucky asked.
"Power levels at 99.4 percent. Locking in on signals of the affected. Odds of success 88 percent," replied the robot.
"I'll take those odds. Let's go," replied Lucky.
As much as Doc disliked the use of force, he knew sometimes it was neccessary and he and Rolly joined the other unaffected animals on the defense.
With stunning lasers beams flying Lucky and Two-Tone now had a clear path thru the uncontrolled chaos to try and chase Epsilon. The farm was now one giant brawl, pups hitting pups everywhere one could look. Diana and Stealth were still locked in battle, although it appeared Stealth was starting to gain an edge. Julie found herself cornered by Roadhouse before Drake bashed the bouncer over the head and KOed him. Rip and Razor were briefly paw-to-paw with Thompson and Shore before gaining the advantage. Blitz leapt onto and pinned Volker as the other deployed his wings and tried to take off. Kendra and Malinda proved an even match and knocked each other unconscious. Only the number of pups knocked unconscious by the battle on both sides growing by the second lessened the conflict in any way.
Epsilon was headed out the door. Izzy and Lita had cleared a way for him and he had reached the exit quickly.
"See ya after I take over the world," said Epsilon smuggly.
Oddy and Yuri stepped aside and the border collie pup walked out into the sunlight before the two large pups. Suddenly two lasers struck and knocked out Lita and Izzy.
"Take that," said Lucky bravely. "K-4.5, take them out!" he said excitedly. The little robot took aim but suddenly ground to a halt, his laser no longer firing.
"Power supply at zero, activate emergency power mo..." K-4.5 ran out of power and shut down. Lucky and Two-Tone briefly had a distressed look on their face until Roxy and Nuke lunged at and tackled Yuri, clearing a path for them. The two ran out the brief opening before Oddy could stop them, his mental capabilty somewhat hindered by Epsilon's mind control.
"Take that Kruschev," shouted Roxy proud of her tackle.
"What's a matter Russian, didn't get enough borscht today," added Nuke. Suddenly Yuri sprang back up and flipped her and Nuke off into Oddy.
"Red Army trumps red fox and nuclear fallout," said Yuri gruffily. As Nuke and Roxy got to their feet the attention shifted to Oddy. Although it was caused by Epsilon's control, the little dog was now becoming angry with parts of his fur starting to turn black.
"This is not good," replied Nuke. He knew what happened when Oddy felt angry or threatened. The little dog morphed into an intimidating black dragon of the traditional western variety.
"We're in trouble," said Roxy staring at the giant black dragon. Oddy inhaled, ready to incinerate the pair with a blast of dragonic fire. Suddenly Belchic and Doc appeared from the chaos with Belchic still holding the fire extinguisher. He armed it and aimed at Oddy.
"Come and get some," said Belchic in voice tone similar to "Duke Nukem" from the video games of the same name. He fired with the extinguiser's foam striking Oddy just before he released his fireball, some it spalshed off and struck Yuri. Belchic stopped firing. Oddy was morphing back to his usual canine self. Both he and Yuri appeared greatly confused as to what had occured.
"What happened, I feel like a truck hit me," said Oddy.
"Same comrade, I feel like iron curtain fall on top of me," added Yuri.
"There no longer under Epsilon's control," said Doc amazed. "What ever the chemical compound that reverses it is, it is used in making common firefighting foam. We can stop this madness!," said Doc.
"It's time to cure evil and chew bubblegum...and I'm all out of gum," said Belchic again in the "Duke Nukem" voice as he raised the extinguisher and ran back into the fighting crowd firing it in every direction.
"Go get'em Blowtorch!," said Roxy as she and Nuke caught their breath and Doc shifted his attention to getting K-4.5 back running but his efforts were in vain.
Belchic sprayed the foam onto the affected, curing them and bringing the fight slowing to an end.
Outside Puffy and Sparky had headed straight to the Dearly Farm's vehicles, Sparky to the bus and Puffy to the blue station wagon. Each had gone for the vehicle's ignition wires and cut them with a hard pull, disabling both vehicles. The pair had not done Anita's car because she had taken it about an hour earilier when Cruella called her in for an "emergency redesign" on the new summer line. The pair had a feeling this wouldn't stop Epsilon but it would at least slow him down as they then hid in the vehicles, not wanting to become involved in the malee in the barn. They were right, Epsilon had seen them do it from a distance and he wasn't too worried. He had contingency plans in place if the pups knocked out the easily accessable vehicles.
Epsilon's materials, including his special amp, were all stored by Techno inside a gray box about the size of refrigerator laying on its back. Still the box was light, due to it mainly being filled with wires and Patch, Raiden, Ranger and Duke each took a corner and lifted. Epsilon directed the four to walk toward the road and they were now doing just that with Techno jusdt behind. Things were seemingly coming back on track for the collie but lurking unnoticed in the shadows of the barn were perhaps two of the pups most capable of stopping him, Lucky and Two-Tone.
"Alright T-T, we only get one shot at this. I'll tackle him, you sit on and crush him after that," said Lucky.
"Got it," said Two-Tone. The two waited until Epsilon turned his attention toward the road, specifically a white late 1990s Ford F-150 driving by, and charged him. Lucky caught Epsilon by surprise and tackled him to the ground with a thud. The other five kept walking toward the road, not even noticing "their leader" had been knocked down.
"Now comes T-T's part" thought Lucky to himself but suddenly Epsilon bucked him off, right into Two-Tone as she rushed in to finish the job. It didn't work. Epsilon blinked his eyes switching to the red color immediately. The beams shot from his eyes and hit Two-Tone.
"Kill Lucky," he ordered, too busy plotting his escape from the farm to waste time on one-liners. He turned to walk away as Lucky got up and tried to run at him.
"Oh no you don't!," shouted Lucky. Suddenly someone grabbed him by the tail, he tripped and was stopped dead in his tracks. He turned around to see who did it...to his horror it was Two-Tone. Her eyes glowed red, clearly under Epsilon's control but fighting it with every ounce of her will.
"Contact...has been...made," she said, releasing Lucky's tail but now pinning him to the ground.
"Two-Tone, no you don't want to do this. I love you," said Lucky. He looked into Two-Tone's eyes, she looked almost like she wanted to cry but couldn't break from her programming.
"You will lose, I will break you!," said Two-Tone now plunging a right hook hard into Lucky. She couldn't help herself as she contuined to pummel him.
Lucky had a hard decison to make, let her beat him to death slowly and attack the one he loved most...there was no real choice. He'd let her kill him. He just couldn't hurt Two-Tone, even under this circumstance.
Epsilon had no reached the end of the driveway with his troops and suppiles. The white truck had gotten away but he had turned his attention to a bright red 2009 Chevy Avalanche pickup truck now making its way toward the farm.
"Put the materials down for a moment. Techno, Ranger. Step out in the road in front of that truck," commanded Epsilon. Everyone followed orders. The driver of the Avalanche spiked the brakes and stopped just before running the two dogs down.
"Patch, Duke, Raiden, stack up by the driver's door," ordered Epsilon. The three dogs immediately climbed on top of one another to form a rough tower which Epsilon promptly climbed to the top of. He was looking into the truck's driver's side window. Confused at all of this, the driver rolled the window down. His wife sat in the passenger's seat with his teenager daughter and 8-year-old son sitting in the back. All four wear matching yellow shirts.
"Ah, can I help you little doggie? Is this one of those "Candid Camera"-type shows?," asked the driver. Epsilon only blinked his eyes, revealing the green color.
Lucky was starting to lose hope as Two-Tone contuined to punch him into submission. So this was how it would end. He also figured he'd go out heroically saving a train full of cute kids from crashing into a ravine or live a long life with Two-Tone and eventually died of old age. He never thought he'd go out like this. Suddenly he felt the spray of fire extinguisher foam, someone had sprayed Two-Tone with it...and the hitting stopped.
"Thank you!" shouted Lucky.
"Oh Lucky," shouted a now free Two-Tone as the pair hugged, glad the trauma was over.
"Ain't that cute," said Belchic, holding a now empty fire extinguisher and standing next to Doc, Cadpig, Puffy and Sparky.
"Forget cute, we have to stop Epsilon," reminded Doc noticing several beagles running away from a parked truck at the end of the driveway. The seven pups made a desperate dash to try and stop them before they got moving.
Patch, Duke Ranger and Raiden loaded the box into the back of the truck. The box easily fit, Chevy Avalanche trucks have a special back of the passenger area that folds down and the dogs had down just that. With the vehicle loaded and the load secure, the dogs all boarded. Epsilon pulled a map of the Grutley area as Ranger took the gas, Duke the break, Raiden the shifter and Patch took the wheel. Techno got into a lookout position.
"Go, take me to 102 West Totter's Lane. Specifically the DeVilCo1 satellite dish," order Epsilon.
Raiden popped the truck in drive and Ranger hit the gas. The truck speed off just as the others arrived. The truck briefly hit the shoulder, flinging a little gravel onto the pups left behind.
"Oh no, we're too late," said Puffy as the Avalanche drove off into the distance.
"My hearing picked up where they were headed, the DeVilCo1 satellite dish on West Totter's Lane. We're going to need a car or something to catch them," said Cadpig, her superhearing catching an important fact.
"Crud, it'll take at least a half hour to rewire either of the Dearly vehicles to get'em running again," said Sparky now somewhat regretting knocking them out of commission. Still, it was a gamble they had to take.
Hope seemed to be fading, suddenly Doc remember something he heard Patriot say as he walked out the door from their meeting earilier...
"Now to finally finish my BIG project I've been working on since we moved to this farm!," said Patriot proudly to himself in a black and white flashback.
"I think I know a way we can catch them. Get whoever you can from the barn. We got to get to the old garage Patriot works on stuff in," said Doc. The others went along with the plan. After gathering Roxy, Nuke, Slayer, Slyvia the Wolf, Clayton, Silkie, Drake, Oddy, Rolly and Leaf the pups made a made dash for the garage.
At the garage, Patriot was just "closing up shop." His project was finished but it was getting close to dinner time. He'd leave it overnight and come back and test it in the morning. He had just closed the garage's door and was about to lock it when a crowd of pups came running up.
"Patriot! Is it ready?" asked Doc urgently.
"Huh?" replied Patriot.
"That thing, you were working on. With the 640 cubic whatever engine," replied Doc.
"Yeah, but I wasn't going to test it until tomorrow," replied Patriot.
"We need it now Patriot, Epsilon turned out to be evil like Doc thought. He's headed to a satellite dish to send out signals to turn every human on the planet into a dog and then brainwash all canine kind to do his bidding," said Lucky. "We need a car to catch them, preferably a fast one!," he added.
"Well I just finished a vehicle and I did put the 640 c.i. in it but it's not a fast car," said Patriot. "But I don't think we have a choice now, it's untested but we'll use it," he added as he pulled out a remote and opened the garage. The camera shifts to a side angle that we can't see the vehicle from. The pups jaws drop at what the mystery machine is.
"Holy mother, that thing makes Devastater look small," said Roxy.
"Mother of Romana, what is that thing. How did you build it," asked Doc.
"Salvaged parts from the junkyard, come on. I'm driving. It pays to strip the interior and rebuild it to better be driven by a dog," said Patriot. "There's only two seats in the front, the rest of you get the back. There's benches with seatbelts. Use the ladders to get in," he added.
"I got shotgun," said Doc. "I know the most about Epsilon, it could come in handy," he added. The dogs rush into the garage and out of sight. The sound of paws running up metal ladders and said ladders being lifted from the ground and locked into proper storage is heard. Patriot's voice can be heard.
"Alright, everybody strapped in? Okay! And now for the most famous words in all of motorsports...Gentledog, Start Your Engine!"
The 640 Cubic Inch Ford engine roars to life. The ground is literally shaking. Then it emerges...
A giant blue 1988 Ford F-150 Monster Truck races out of the garage! The truck is ten feet tall and riding on 66 inch tall tires! On the doors is painted the words "Canine Crusher" in stacked white letters with a paw print painted between the words. The truck plows into the parted out Pontiac 6000 in the driveway and crushes it flat instantly, catching a little air as it does, and races off to catch up to Epsilon.
You knew something like that was coming, I never right a fic without a car chase scene although this one will be more "against the clock" than "car vs car"
If anyone's out of charater just chalk it up to the utter chaos of this hard to write scene or the character being under the control of Epsilon's mind control. Nobody would be calm in this scenerio...
He'd lost them. So close, and yet so far. But he couldn't let it end like this, he still had one last trick up his orange collar. Epsilon dropped his friendly facade.
"Okay, I've come too far forward with my plan to let it all go to heck now. If you mangy mutts want to play hardball. Let's play!," he shouted. He closed his eyes, opening them again to reveal the red mind control color as the red beams shot outward into the crowd, striking a row of the larger pups standing in the back of the barn. Instantly Patch, Raiden, Ranger, Duke, Yuri and Oddy were under his control. He contuined to fire his eyes, in the process striking random dogs in the audience like Cadpig, Sanka, Izzy, Lita, Star, Roadhouse and others. Sparky and Puffy made a quick escape out the door to escape the beam as half the crowd was now affected as Doc looked on in horror, dodging being affected by the beam by ducking behind Cop Car. One beam struck Dicer, but not being a dog he shrugged it off with no effect.
"Contact has been made," replied all the affected dogs in monotone unison.
"Excellent, my strongest four head outside and help Techno gather the amp and materials. You others, stop any interference!," shouted Epsilon. As Patch, Raiden, Duke and Ranger made their way out the door, Yuri, and Oddy blocked the exit behind them. The affected pups all began to growl, as if ready to attack. Their eyes had all turned a glowing red color to indicate Epsilon's control.
"This is bad and I don't mean bad on a last season of "Knight Rider" bad, I mean a "Cop Rock" level of bad," said Roxy. Behind her but unnoticed, Belchic saw what was occuring and was retrieving the barn's fire extinguisher that Roger put in after the barn almost burned down about a year ago. Meanwhile Diana was not impressed by Epsilon's planning.
"Oh yeah brainwash Duke, that's going to work out well just like last time," mumbled Diana loudly with Stealth and Emma standing confidently on either side of her. Epsilon took note, and immedialy used his red eye mind control vision to zap Stealth and Emma
"Contact has been made," said both, again in monotone unison.
"Attack her," said Epsilon with a somewhat sadistic tone. Both of the Heartbreakers were forced to agree.
"Cute, real cute. You'll live to regret this collie!," yelled Diana in a peeved tone as her friends began to attack her.
"Oh shut up you dumb broad," replied the collie. With a snap of his claws, all heck broke loose in the barn. Friends lunged at friends, it was a sad bitter brawl as Epsilon started to make his way toward the door with mind controlled pups fighting a clear path for his escape. Diana punched out Emma but became to locked in combat with Stealth to make any move to stop him.
Lucky immediatly looked over to Doc.
"Doc, you had a good talk with him. Is there any way to reverse this?," asked Lucky.
"I don't know, replied Doc. Suddenly Cadpig launched right at the pair.
"YAYAYAYAYAYA!," shouted Cadpig as she made a leap at Lucky only to be punched out by Two-Tone.
"Sorry Cadpig, no one hurts my man," said Two-Tone. The attention shifted back to Doc.
"He only said that a certain chemical compound would do it. He didn't say which," replied Doc. Suddenly another pup tried to attack them.
"For the glory of Epsilon!," shouted Cop Car. Suddenly a red laser hit him and knocked him out. The pups turned, thankful that this red beam was from K-4.5. The little robot had deployed his defensive laser mounted in his nose. Doc was glad he had found that little device and had Patriot install it.
"Maximum defense mode! Laser set to stun," announced the robot.
"Good dog," said Doc.
"Affirmative," replied the robot.
"We've got to stop Epsilon before he gets off the farm," said Lucky. "Two-Tone, come with me. We'll take him out," he said.
"Got it," she replied.
"K-4.5, your laser thing have enough power to zap us thru to him," Lucky asked.
"Power levels at 99.4 percent. Locking in on signals of the affected. Odds of success 88 percent," replied the robot.
"I'll take those odds. Let's go," replied Lucky.
As much as Doc disliked the use of force, he knew sometimes it was neccessary and he and Rolly joined the other unaffected animals on the defense.
With stunning lasers beams flying Lucky and Two-Tone now had a clear path thru the uncontrolled chaos to try and chase Epsilon. The farm was now one giant brawl, pups hitting pups everywhere one could look. Diana and Stealth were still locked in battle, although it appeared Stealth was starting to gain an edge. Julie found herself cornered by Roadhouse before Drake bashed the bouncer over the head and KOed him. Rip and Razor were briefly paw-to-paw with Thompson and Shore before gaining the advantage. Blitz leapt onto and pinned Volker as the other deployed his wings and tried to take off. Kendra and Malinda proved an even match and knocked each other unconscious. Only the number of pups knocked unconscious by the battle on both sides growing by the second lessened the conflict in any way.
Epsilon was headed out the door. Izzy and Lita had cleared a way for him and he had reached the exit quickly.
"See ya after I take over the world," said Epsilon smuggly.
Oddy and Yuri stepped aside and the border collie pup walked out into the sunlight before the two large pups. Suddenly two lasers struck and knocked out Lita and Izzy.
"Take that," said Lucky bravely. "K-4.5, take them out!" he said excitedly. The little robot took aim but suddenly ground to a halt, his laser no longer firing.
"Power supply at zero, activate emergency power mo..." K-4.5 ran out of power and shut down. Lucky and Two-Tone briefly had a distressed look on their face until Roxy and Nuke lunged at and tackled Yuri, clearing a path for them. The two ran out the brief opening before Oddy could stop them, his mental capabilty somewhat hindered by Epsilon's mind control.
"Take that Kruschev," shouted Roxy proud of her tackle.
"What's a matter Russian, didn't get enough borscht today," added Nuke. Suddenly Yuri sprang back up and flipped her and Nuke off into Oddy.
"Red Army trumps red fox and nuclear fallout," said Yuri gruffily. As Nuke and Roxy got to their feet the attention shifted to Oddy. Although it was caused by Epsilon's control, the little dog was now becoming angry with parts of his fur starting to turn black.
"This is not good," replied Nuke. He knew what happened when Oddy felt angry or threatened. The little dog morphed into an intimidating black dragon of the traditional western variety.
"We're in trouble," said Roxy staring at the giant black dragon. Oddy inhaled, ready to incinerate the pair with a blast of dragonic fire. Suddenly Belchic and Doc appeared from the chaos with Belchic still holding the fire extinguisher. He armed it and aimed at Oddy.
"Come and get some," said Belchic in voice tone similar to "Duke Nukem" from the video games of the same name. He fired with the extinguiser's foam striking Oddy just before he released his fireball, some it spalshed off and struck Yuri. Belchic stopped firing. Oddy was morphing back to his usual canine self. Both he and Yuri appeared greatly confused as to what had occured.
"What happened, I feel like a truck hit me," said Oddy.
"Same comrade, I feel like iron curtain fall on top of me," added Yuri.
"There no longer under Epsilon's control," said Doc amazed. "What ever the chemical compound that reverses it is, it is used in making common firefighting foam. We can stop this madness!," said Doc.
"It's time to cure evil and chew bubblegum...and I'm all out of gum," said Belchic again in the "Duke Nukem" voice as he raised the extinguisher and ran back into the fighting crowd firing it in every direction.
"Go get'em Blowtorch!," said Roxy as she and Nuke caught their breath and Doc shifted his attention to getting K-4.5 back running but his efforts were in vain.
Belchic sprayed the foam onto the affected, curing them and bringing the fight slowing to an end.
Outside Puffy and Sparky had headed straight to the Dearly Farm's vehicles, Sparky to the bus and Puffy to the blue station wagon. Each had gone for the vehicle's ignition wires and cut them with a hard pull, disabling both vehicles. The pair had not done Anita's car because she had taken it about an hour earilier when Cruella called her in for an "emergency redesign" on the new summer line. The pair had a feeling this wouldn't stop Epsilon but it would at least slow him down as they then hid in the vehicles, not wanting to become involved in the malee in the barn. They were right, Epsilon had seen them do it from a distance and he wasn't too worried. He had contingency plans in place if the pups knocked out the easily accessable vehicles.
Epsilon's materials, including his special amp, were all stored by Techno inside a gray box about the size of refrigerator laying on its back. Still the box was light, due to it mainly being filled with wires and Patch, Raiden, Ranger and Duke each took a corner and lifted. Epsilon directed the four to walk toward the road and they were now doing just that with Techno jusdt behind. Things were seemingly coming back on track for the collie but lurking unnoticed in the shadows of the barn were perhaps two of the pups most capable of stopping him, Lucky and Two-Tone.
"Alright T-T, we only get one shot at this. I'll tackle him, you sit on and crush him after that," said Lucky.
"Got it," said Two-Tone. The two waited until Epsilon turned his attention toward the road, specifically a white late 1990s Ford F-150 driving by, and charged him. Lucky caught Epsilon by surprise and tackled him to the ground with a thud. The other five kept walking toward the road, not even noticing "their leader" had been knocked down.
"Now comes T-T's part" thought Lucky to himself but suddenly Epsilon bucked him off, right into Two-Tone as she rushed in to finish the job. It didn't work. Epsilon blinked his eyes switching to the red color immediately. The beams shot from his eyes and hit Two-Tone.
"Kill Lucky," he ordered, too busy plotting his escape from the farm to waste time on one-liners. He turned to walk away as Lucky got up and tried to run at him.
"Oh no you don't!," shouted Lucky. Suddenly someone grabbed him by the tail, he tripped and was stopped dead in his tracks. He turned around to see who did it...to his horror it was Two-Tone. Her eyes glowed red, clearly under Epsilon's control but fighting it with every ounce of her will.
"Contact...has been...made," she said, releasing Lucky's tail but now pinning him to the ground.
"Two-Tone, no you don't want to do this. I love you," said Lucky. He looked into Two-Tone's eyes, she looked almost like she wanted to cry but couldn't break from her programming.
"You will lose, I will break you!," said Two-Tone now plunging a right hook hard into Lucky. She couldn't help herself as she contuined to pummel him.
Lucky had a hard decison to make, let her beat him to death slowly and attack the one he loved most...there was no real choice. He'd let her kill him. He just couldn't hurt Two-Tone, even under this circumstance.
Epsilon had no reached the end of the driveway with his troops and suppiles. The white truck had gotten away but he had turned his attention to a bright red 2009 Chevy Avalanche pickup truck now making its way toward the farm.
"Put the materials down for a moment. Techno, Ranger. Step out in the road in front of that truck," commanded Epsilon. Everyone followed orders. The driver of the Avalanche spiked the brakes and stopped just before running the two dogs down.
"Patch, Duke, Raiden, stack up by the driver's door," ordered Epsilon. The three dogs immediately climbed on top of one another to form a rough tower which Epsilon promptly climbed to the top of. He was looking into the truck's driver's side window. Confused at all of this, the driver rolled the window down. His wife sat in the passenger's seat with his teenager daughter and 8-year-old son sitting in the back. All four wear matching yellow shirts.
"Ah, can I help you little doggie? Is this one of those "Candid Camera"-type shows?," asked the driver. Epsilon only blinked his eyes, revealing the green color.
Lucky was starting to lose hope as Two-Tone contuined to punch him into submission. So this was how it would end. He also figured he'd go out heroically saving a train full of cute kids from crashing into a ravine or live a long life with Two-Tone and eventually died of old age. He never thought he'd go out like this. Suddenly he felt the spray of fire extinguisher foam, someone had sprayed Two-Tone with it...and the hitting stopped.
"Thank you!" shouted Lucky.
"Oh Lucky," shouted a now free Two-Tone as the pair hugged, glad the trauma was over.
"Ain't that cute," said Belchic, holding a now empty fire extinguisher and standing next to Doc, Cadpig, Puffy and Sparky.
"Forget cute, we have to stop Epsilon," reminded Doc noticing several beagles running away from a parked truck at the end of the driveway. The seven pups made a desperate dash to try and stop them before they got moving.
Patch, Duke Ranger and Raiden loaded the box into the back of the truck. The box easily fit, Chevy Avalanche trucks have a special back of the passenger area that folds down and the dogs had down just that. With the vehicle loaded and the load secure, the dogs all boarded. Epsilon pulled a map of the Grutley area as Ranger took the gas, Duke the break, Raiden the shifter and Patch took the wheel. Techno got into a lookout position.
"Go, take me to 102 West Totter's Lane. Specifically the DeVilCo1 satellite dish," order Epsilon.
Raiden popped the truck in drive and Ranger hit the gas. The truck speed off just as the others arrived. The truck briefly hit the shoulder, flinging a little gravel onto the pups left behind.
"Oh no, we're too late," said Puffy as the Avalanche drove off into the distance.
"My hearing picked up where they were headed, the DeVilCo1 satellite dish on West Totter's Lane. We're going to need a car or something to catch them," said Cadpig, her superhearing catching an important fact.
"Crud, it'll take at least a half hour to rewire either of the Dearly vehicles to get'em running again," said Sparky now somewhat regretting knocking them out of commission. Still, it was a gamble they had to take.
Hope seemed to be fading, suddenly Doc remember something he heard Patriot say as he walked out the door from their meeting earilier...
"Now to finally finish my BIG project I've been working on since we moved to this farm!," said Patriot proudly to himself in a black and white flashback.
"I think I know a way we can catch them. Get whoever you can from the barn. We got to get to the old garage Patriot works on stuff in," said Doc. The others went along with the plan. After gathering Roxy, Nuke, Slayer, Slyvia the Wolf, Clayton, Silkie, Drake, Oddy, Rolly and Leaf the pups made a made dash for the garage.
At the garage, Patriot was just "closing up shop." His project was finished but it was getting close to dinner time. He'd leave it overnight and come back and test it in the morning. He had just closed the garage's door and was about to lock it when a crowd of pups came running up.
"Patriot! Is it ready?" asked Doc urgently.
"Huh?" replied Patriot.
"That thing, you were working on. With the 640 cubic whatever engine," replied Doc.
"Yeah, but I wasn't going to test it until tomorrow," replied Patriot.
"We need it now Patriot, Epsilon turned out to be evil like Doc thought. He's headed to a satellite dish to send out signals to turn every human on the planet into a dog and then brainwash all canine kind to do his bidding," said Lucky. "We need a car to catch them, preferably a fast one!," he added.
"Well I just finished a vehicle and I did put the 640 c.i. in it but it's not a fast car," said Patriot. "But I don't think we have a choice now, it's untested but we'll use it," he added as he pulled out a remote and opened the garage. The camera shifts to a side angle that we can't see the vehicle from. The pups jaws drop at what the mystery machine is.
"Holy mother, that thing makes Devastater look small," said Roxy.
"Mother of Romana, what is that thing. How did you build it," asked Doc.
"Salvaged parts from the junkyard, come on. I'm driving. It pays to strip the interior and rebuild it to better be driven by a dog," said Patriot. "There's only two seats in the front, the rest of you get the back. There's benches with seatbelts. Use the ladders to get in," he added.
"I got shotgun," said Doc. "I know the most about Epsilon, it could come in handy," he added. The dogs rush into the garage and out of sight. The sound of paws running up metal ladders and said ladders being lifted from the ground and locked into proper storage is heard. Patriot's voice can be heard.
"Alright, everybody strapped in? Okay! And now for the most famous words in all of motorsports...Gentledog, Start Your Engine!"
The 640 Cubic Inch Ford engine roars to life. The ground is literally shaking. Then it emerges...
A giant blue 1988 Ford F-150 Monster Truck races out of the garage! The truck is ten feet tall and riding on 66 inch tall tires! On the doors is painted the words "Canine Crusher" in stacked white letters with a paw print painted between the words. The truck plows into the parted out Pontiac 6000 in the driveway and crushes it flat instantly, catching a little air as it does, and races off to catch up to Epsilon.
You knew something like that was coming, I never right a fic without a car chase scene although this one will be more "against the clock" than "car vs car"