A sudden loud crash erupted from inside the warehouse, the sound of metal and banging coming from within. The girl laying amongst the turned over drums looked up at the other girl that had delivered the blow.
The young mouse looked down at the raccoon with a smirk, placing her hands on her hips as she tilted her weight to one side. "Are ya gonna talk now?"
The raccoon panted. "How... How could you be so strong? It's not possible...! You're just a..."
"...A fledgling?" Minnie finished with a grin, baring her fangs. "I may be a fledgling, but I'm still a vampire."
"But..." The raccoon growled. "Fledglings aren't supposed to be that strong! There's no way you could be a young fledgling and have that much power!"
"Fledgling or not, I'm still an S-Class super monster," Minnie said.
"But you're only a fledgling!" the raccoon exclaimed. "Fledglings aren't supposed to be that strong!"
Minnie chuckled. "I've got a great teacher. And he knows how to train me."
The raccoon coughed. "That would explain your abilities... But your powers..."
Minnie smirked. "Heh, like I said. I've got a great teacher. And he's trained me well."
The raccoon growled and jumped up from the drum barrels she had been knocked into and lunged at the slightly smaller, quite younger mouse, who dodged her fist with ease. "What?" She turned back to see the mouse still standing with her hands on her hips.
"Now... Are ya gonna tell me why ya attacked my husband, or..." Minnie's eyes flashed from deep brown to blood red. "...do I hafta beat it outta ya?"
The raccoon hissed. "You little...! I'll rip you apart!" She lunged back, but it was futile. Minnie delivered a quick kick to the racoon's stomach, sending her flying back into another drum.
"How long you gonna keep this up?" Minnie asked, quirking a brow at the other vampire. "Just tell me what I want to know and I won't kick your butt as much."
"You sniveling little...!" The raccoon jumped up but was abruptly stopped by a kick to her stomach, knocking her back down.
Minnie lowered her leg and crossed her arms. "You're not making this easy on yourself, ya know." She stepped closer. "Look... all I want to know is why you attacked my guy. You tell me who sent you, and I'll let you go. Simple as that."
The raccoon spat blood toward the mouse, but missed. "I won't tell you anything."
Minnie clicked her tongue as she looked down at the raccoon, but remained silent. "Hm. Have it your way. I can keep going. I'm not tired yet."
"You... You think you can win? Ha!" The raccoon suddenly began to laugh. "You're dealing wth something much bigger than you realize... You can't win! You're all going to suffer! Ha ha! You and your whole team!" The raccoon smirked. "And I think we can start with your dear little husband."
Minnie's eyes flashed red, and she lunged at the raccoon with sudden speed, gripping her hand around the racoon's throat. "You lay one hand on him and I will show you the meaning of the word 'suffer'. What you've been through tonight is nothing compared to what you'll feel if you even get near him."
The raccoon grinned. "Seems like... I hit a nerve... Wonder what the best course of action would be? Spike through the heart, burned to death, decapitation?"
Minnie growled and tightened her grip on the racoon's windpipe, making the latter gasp for air. "Don't. You. Touch him! You even come near him and I will hunt you down and make you regret it." She released her grip and stood up, the raccoon coughing as she gasped for air. "You tell your boss that we won't give up and that we're not afraid. That we will fight if necessary."
A sudden crash echoed through the warehouse, causing Minnie to look behind her to the source of the commotion. She smiled when she saw her friends and team standing at the now destroyed doorway of the building, her husband and trainer in the front and center of the three. Minnie rushed over to the group, instantly being swept up into the arms of her companion.
"Are ya okay? Are ya hurt?" he asked, frantically.
Minnie only chuckled as she caressed his cheek with her hand. "I'm okay, Mickey. Thanks."
The raccoon watched with a half closed eye as the mouse ran over to the group, particularly to the male mouse standing in front of the group, who looked to be looking her over for injuries. "And who's that wimp?"
Mickey set Minnie down as she turned to the raccoon, one arm around his waist, smiling with a satisfied smile as she licked her lips. "My husband. And my teacher and trainer."
The other two in the group stepped forward, one a male rabbit, the other a female cat.
"This the chick that tried to hurt Mick?" the rabbit asked, his fists balled and raised.
"Yeah, it's her," Minnie answered.
"So how badly did you beat her up?" the cat asked, looking at the mouse with a grin.
Minnie snickered. "I just showed her that she doesn't mess with my man." She looked up at Mickey as she squeezed her grip around his waist.
"Great. Now that you've kicked her butt, we can have a shot at her," the rabbit said.
"Hold on, Oswald," the cat said, "Minnie's already beat her to a pulp. Why not let me take a crack at it?"
The rabbit bowed with a grin. "Have at it, Ortensia."
Ortensia cracked her knuckles as she took a step forward. "Did she talk?"
Minnie shook her head. "Her lip's tight. She wouldn't say anything. But she did mention something about us dealing with something much bigger than we thought."
Mickey looked toward the raccoon. "What does that mean? Who sent you? What do you know?"
The raccoon slowly stood. "You think I'm going to tell you fools? Ha! You're more naive than you look. Enjoy your lives while you can, because soon you'll all be hanging from your necks above my master's fireplace as a trophy! Ha ha!" The raccoon jumped through the skylight in the warehouse, breaking through it, causing the others to shield their eyes from the falling shards. Mickey crouched ready to go after the raccoon when he suddenly felt a familiar hand gripping his arm.
"Let her go."
"But she's getting away!" Mickey exclaimed, standing.
"I told her to tell her boss that we weren't going to give up and that we would fight if we had to," Minnie explained.
"That's not the last we'll see of her," Ortensia said, looking up at the night sky though the broken skylight.
"Maybe not, but one thing's for sure." Minnie smiled confidently. "We'll be ready."
The other three smiled and nodded.
"How'dja get here so fast?" Mickey asked. "I knew ya were fast but jeez..."
Minnie giggled. "Hey, someone mess with you, they gotta deal with me."
Ortensia laughed. "Well, I think you certainly showed her that."
Mickey placed his hands on Minnie's waist. "So you're not hurt?"
Minnie smiled up into those big, adorable brown eyes of his. "Nah, I'm okay, sweetie. Thanks. Besides, I'm a vampire, remember? You're the one that made me a vampire. I can heal myself, ya know."
Mickey chuckled, moving one hand behind his head. "I know, heh. Just makin' sure yer alright."
Minnie stood on her tiptoes as she leaned up to peck his lips. "I know. Thanks for caring about me."
"Oh, come on!" Oswald groaned, "Just get a room already, will ya?" He turned and started to walk out of the warehouse with Ortensia following him, laughing at her own husband's reactions.
The mouse couple laughed and returned to their normal forms, their fangs disappearing as they started walking out of the warehouse. Minnie linked her arm around Mickey's as they walked out, the two sharing a smile and a little cuddle as they walked.
Oswald climbed onto his black 1986 Honda Shadow as Ortensia climbed on behind him and put on her helmet.
"Ortensia and I will see what we can dig up," Oswald said as he put on his helmet.
"Gotcha. Minnie and I will see what we can find out too," Mickey said as he and Minnie approached their black 1977 Chevy Silverado.
Oswald gave his brother a thumbs up. "See ya in the morning!" He revved up the bike as Ortensia wrapped her arms around his waist, and the two tore off into the night, leaving a trail of smoke behind them.
Mickey chuckled as he opened the driver door for Minnie, who climbed inside and slid over to the center of the seat. He climbed inside and put the key in the ignition. "And yer sure yer okay?"
Minnie smiled and rolled her eyes. "I'm fine, baby. Totally, A okay. Really." She showed him her arms and pulled her red vest up to the bottom of her breasts, showing him her stomach. "See, nothing. No scars, cuts, nothing. I'm fine." She let go of her top and looked back up to him with a slight sly smile. "Would you feel better if I let you examine me from head to toe?"
Mickey grinned as he quirked a brow. "Exactly how do you mean that?"
Minnie smiled slyly though half lidded eyes as she raised up, standing on her left knee on the seat, her right foot in the floor board, and slipped her arms around his neck. "Exactly the way you think I mean it..." Entering stage two of her vampire form, Minnie bared her little fangs as she smiled devilishly at him. "Why don't you check me out?"
"Oh, I'm already doin' that," Mickey grinned.
Minnie giggled, her cheeks flushing pink as she licked her lips. "You know what I mean."
"Sooo... head home?"
Minnie looked out the windshield. The moon was full and bright and the stars illuminated the night sky beautifully. She turned back to him with a twinkle in her eye. "How about we go to the park? Ya know, to our favorite spot?"
He grinned. "At night? In the park? Under the moonlight?"
She nodded excitedly and vigorously. "Uh-huh! It'll be sooo romantic and fun! Hee hee!"
He chuckled. "How could I say no to that face, those eyes and that smile? Ya got it, kiddo."
Minnie giggled and kissed his lips as she hugged him. "Hee hee! This is gonna be so much fun!" She returned to her normal state as she sat back down in her seat next to him and buckled her seat belt.
He turned the key, 454 big-block V-8 coming to life, and buckled his seat belt. "We gonna spend the night there, or in the truck, or are we goin' home?"
"Hmm... How about we just spend the night in the truck?" she suggested with a hopeful smile. "This seat's plenty big enough, and it's really comfy too."
He smiled with a nod. "Sounds good. How 'bout we stop and get a pizza on the way?"
"Ooh, sounds wonderful!" She chuckled. "Pizza under the moonlight, followed by some cuddling, then..." She blushed. "...wherever the night takes us... then sleeping together inside the truck..." She sighed dreamily as she batted her long lashes at him. "Sounds soo romantic."
"Then that's what we'll do, m'lady!"
"Yay!" Minnie pecked his cheek as the two pulled out and headed for town. No sense in not enjoying a peaceful, beautiful night together.
To be continued...
