Disclaimer and general WARNING: I do not own the Biker Mice (although I wish I did). Also I do not make any profit from this story, and it is written purely for my enjoyment and others. Also you guys encourage me to write fanfic, so if you thinks this stinks worst than a Plutarkian than it your fault. ;P

By Lady FoxFire

March 2000

"Yeah!! Beat that, bros!" screamed Vinnie as he flew over the top of the hill as Throttle and Modo close behind him. "I am the baddest mamajamma in the universe."

"The only reason you go so high is cause you are so full of hot air." Shot back Throttle as he grinned like the devil.

Vinnie stuck this tongue out at Throttle in response to his ribbing, as Modo laughs silence at the fighting between his bros.

Vinnie races ahead of his bros, intending to fly higher over the next hill when suddenly Vinnie loses control and nearly becomes one with a tree. Modo and Throttle race over to see what is wrong with Vinnie.

"Hey Vinnie! You okay? What happened?" asked Modo as Vinnie takes off his helmet. Vinnie’s eyes are wild; they quickly scan the surrounding area looking for something.

"I’m ok. I’m fine. Nothing happened." Vinnie says quickly, as he pants for breath. A thin layer of sweet begins to form on this body as he shudders.

"Wow bro, you don’t look so good." Throttle says as he reaches out to Vinnie.

"I’m fine!" snaps back Vinnie as he continues to search the area.

"Maybe we should get back to Charlie’s. Vinnie??" asks Throttle.

Vinnie still scanning the area climbs on the bike and starts off to Last Change. Modo and Throttle looks at each other, both of them knowing that something is serious wrong with their friend. Gone were the wisecracks, the racing and the ego that normally surrounds Vinnie, all that’s left is a wild eyed mouse who is looking for something.

After traveling about a mile down the road the bros sees a lady standing beside the road. She was dressed in long white gown that seemed to glow in the light from the bikes.

Vinnie skids to a stop a bit of a distance from the lady and just stares at her. Throttle and Modo stops next to Vinnie and look at Vinnie and then at the woman.

"Maybe we should see if the lady needs some help." suggest Modo.

"No!" says Vinnie as he continues to stares at the woman.

"Hey bro, we help people when the need help and we never leaves a woman who needs help alone in the night." Modo says angrily to Vinnie. Modo then drives up to the lady.

"May we be of assistant Ma’am?" asked Modo.

"Yes. I need a ride home. My date never came for me." states the lady quietly.

"No problem Ma’am. Let me help you in" says Modo as he assists the lady to climb in to the sidecar.

As the lady gives the bros her address, Vinnie just stares at this lady, his hand on his weapon. He wants to run away, to get as far away from this person as possible but he’s afraid to leave his bros behind. Afraid of what might happen.

***

The bros soon pull up to the address the lady had given them. It was the North Chicago cemetery.

"Ma’am I think you gave u…." said Modo as he turned to the sidecar. "Hey where she go?!?"

Modo and Throttle look around for the lady until they notice that Vinnie was staring in to the cemetery. They quickly look into the cemetery but they only see areas of tombstones. When suddenly Vinnie guns him bike and races back towards Chicago wildly.

"Umm Throttle"

"Yeah Modo"

"What do we do now?"

Throttle looks up into the deathly quiet cemetery and then down the road Vinnie just race down. "I think we better get the FUCK out of here!"

To Be Continue