FoxFire Studios and Company (MechTail waves) Presents A Firestorm FanFict "The Rangers of NIMH Part 2" By Paul Lapansee, and David Gonterman Chip 'n' Dale's Rescue Rangers by The Walt Disney Company Any attempts of lawsuit from The Walt Disney Company *will* result in the immediate roboticization of their entire cartoon population, starting with Mickey!! Jonathan Brisby and The Firestorm Imprint by David Gonterman The Secret of NIMH a Don Bluth Production which is based upon the book Mrs. Frisby (Brisby) and the rats of NIMH by Robert C. O'Brien Watching the movie it helps you understand what is going on. Just a thought, what ever happened to the RATS of NIMH did they ever get to Thorn Valley? ---------------------- "I have spotted Nimnul he's here and he just went inside his truck." ---------------------- "A.. work of art. It should be after all I made it ha hahaaa." Nimnul said as he pulled the cover off a very large robot mole. He opened a hatch inside it and jumped in. "Now time for some serious devastation. COME ON BABY LETS DO THE TWIST!" The robot did a dance as it jumped out of the truck. It looked at the building and dug it way under ground. ---------------------- "Nimnul! Come on guys, lets get to the roof!" Chip said as they ran through the heating ducts. The duct shook. They stopped and Chip looked at Gadget. "What was that?" There was a violent shake. "It feels like a.... EARTHQUAKE!!" Gadget yelled. Dale felt the hole building shaking. "What the!!." Dale looked over the edge and saw what looked like a very large mole trail pushing the ground up as it moved underground. The guards ran out of the building. "CRIKEY HANG ON MATES!!" The duck shook violently and the Rangers got banged around inside. Jonathan felt the duck giving way from its supports. [CREAK....SNAP!] The metal tube dropped down and the Rangers slid down it like a water slide. Gadget was the first to fall out of the tube on to the ground. She got out of the way as the rest rolled out of the tub. --------------------- The earthquake stopped. "Is everyone ok?" Gadget said. "I guess I.." Jonathan said as another quake hit. A large robot mole dug its way through the floor knocking over a large piece of equipment. "GADGET LOOK OUT!" Gadget tried to run out of the way. 'CRASH!!' It fell on top of her. "NO GADGET!" Monty ran to it and tried to lift but there was no way he could move that not even a strong human could do it. The whole group tried. "NAAAAAERRGGGG" ---------------------- The mole stopped and a hatch open. "I always said that heavy metal would bring the house down hahahhahaaaa." Nimnul said as he hoped out and walked to a near by safe. He looked at it. "Hmmm 3 feet of titanium. Oh well." Nimnul hit a button on his remote and the mole walked up to the safe. A slot opened on its nose and a small ray gun aimed at the safe. 'SAWWIISHHHH..' A freeze ray froze the safe door. Nimnul walked to the safe and pulled out a small hammer from his jacket. "Knock, Knock." He said as he hit the door with the hammer. The safe door shattered like glass. "Tisk, Tisk they don't build safes like that use to Haha ha haa." He walks in. ---------------------- "Gadget can you hear me!" Jonathan yelled out. There was no reply from the wreckage. The roof started to collapse. "We've got to get out of here the whole place is coming down. JB come on there nothing we can do!!" Monty grabbed him and pulled him away. "NO WE CAN'T JUST LEAVE HER. LET ME GO!" He pulled free from Monty. Jonathan's amulet glowed bright. Chip went to grab him but something froze him in place. JB whole body seemed to be on fire. Nimnul heard what sounded like fire but something was different. He ran into the other room. "Its those rodents... WHAT THE *HECK?*" Nimnul was struck with awe as he watched the strange glowing mouse. Jonathan walked to the piece of equipment like he was in a trance. He placed his paws on its surface. The equipment lifted off the ground. Gadget was lying underneath it. Jonathan reached out to her and she floated towards him and was cradled gently in his arms. Gadget was also covered in the same glow as he. The equipment landed gently on the ground. Jonathan looked towards a near by wall and pointed at it. A fire ball formed in his hand and shot towards the wall, blasting a hole threw it to the outside. The other Rangers followed him outside. Nimnul saw them leaving. "NO COME BACK..'THUD'." The hole wasn't big enough for him. "I must get that mouse! He just called Mickey a wimp in the magic department without saying a word!! The powers he must have--I MUST HAVE IT!!" Nimnul said as he ran inside. The glow faded away and Jonathan collapsed to the ground. Gadget fell out of his arms and rolled gently on the ground. "Jonathan? Gadget?" Chip said. They where both out cold. "Chipper we'd better get them back to the tree." Monty said as Dale landed the Ranger Plane nearby. ---------------------- Justin looked at the magic viewing sphere and watched as the rangers pulled Jonathan and Gadget into the plane. "Jonathan used the amulet and is weak, old friend, I fear for him. He may need your help." A old mouse looked into the viewer. "Just like his great-grandfather, always risking himself for others." The mouse limped away using a cane. ---------------------- "Gadget, are you ok?" Gadget opened her eyes. "I think so.." She sat up and tried to stand. "OUCH!.. I think I hurt my ankle." Gadget sat down again holding her foot. She turned her head and saw Jonathan laying there near her. "Jonathan! Is he alright?" "I can't tell Gadget love. It's as if he is in a deep sleep. I tried to wake him but... nothing. What ever that amulet did it must have taken a lot out of him." Monty said looking at him. "I think I should get some help. He might need a doctor." Chip said as he put his hat on. Just as Chip opened the door a old mouse knocked on his head. "Hey!" "Sorry there young one." He looked over and saw Jonathan. "I believe I have found the right place. I'm Doctor Ages, a friend of Jonathan." ---------------------- "Can some one help me remove his shirt." Gadget watches as Chip helps him remove Jonathan's shirt. Gadget gaze is fixed on his chest. Jonathan tightly fitted muscles show. 'He not an Arnold but I give him a 10 anyways.' She thinks to her self. "Golly . . . He sure is well developed." A small thought comes to mind as she looks down. Like a flash she changed the channel. "It's the effect's of the formula. Mice and Rats from NIMH some times over-develop, they become more humanoid." Gadget looks at herself. Mr Ages opens his bag and pulls out some very impressive medical equipment. "They actually make them that small?" Chip says. "Who? . . . Oh I made them with some rats. You wouldn't believe how many house calls I get at times just so they can watch me use these things." He opens a eye lid and flashes a small light on the eye. "Is his eyes dilated?" Gadget asks. "No." He uses a stethoscope and listens to his chest. "Hmmm..." Gadget hopes over. "May I?" The doctor hands it over. "His breathing seems normal. Hmmm..." She says. Dale yawns as he tries to stay awake. Chip and Monty sit at the table sharing some cheese. A short time later. "Just like the last time." He grabs some bottles and mixes up something for him. "Golly you mean that this has happened before?" Gadget says looking at Jonathan's amulet. "I'm afraid so. The amulet's power is only limited by one's own inner strength. He may one day master it. But until then it will cause him to over exert himself. I'll give him something to help his metabolism to recover. But he will need to take it easy for a day or two." Doctor Ages gives the drink to Jonathan and helps him swallow it. He's too weak to stay awake. "Now its your turn young lady, sit down and let me look at that foot of yours." Gadget sits down and lets him work. He moves the foot around. "OUCH!" Gadget says. "There's no broken bones its just swollen bad. [He pulls out a small bottle.] Here drink this; it will help with the swelling and pain." "Your a very smart lady err.." He says as he raps up her foot in a bandage. "Gadget." "Oh yes; sorry my short term memory is not what it used to be. Have you praticed medicine before." "Not that much I learned alot from reading." Gadget says as he finshed with her leg. "Reading is good; it's how to form young minds, not with all this mindless human programs on TV. Though I do like that show with those strange mice who are trying to take over the world. Be careful with that foot for the rest of this week G..Gadget." "Well lets get to bed every one. We have a long day ahead of us. Mr. Ages you can stay the night here if you want we have a empty room for guests." Chip said as he yawned and pushed Dale over. 'THUD' "Hey!" Dale said as awoke from his light sleep. "Much abliged I need to talk to Jonathan in the morning." "This way." Dale said as he walked the old mouse to the guest room. "Gadget are you going to bed?" Chip asked. "Yes but I want to stay with Jonathan for a little while." "There's no reason Gadget, he should be alright." Chip was trying to find a excuse to keep Gadget away from him. "Chip he saved my life. It's the least I could do for him." Monty put his big paw on Chip shoulder and shakes his head at him. "oh.. OK Gadget, good night." Chip walks away with Monty and looks back as he turns the light out. -------------------- Gadget is seen sleeping next to Jonathan. He sleeps quietly next to her as his amulet glows dimly and gives off a faint glow in the darkness. In another time. In another place . . . In a hurricane of wind and fire . . . Gadget Hackwrench is swept away . . . Buffeted at all sides . . . Shredding into her clothes . . . Stinging her eyes . . . Drowning out her cries for help . . . Feeling all hope for a way out fade . . . Convinced that this demon wind will have her for eternity, as a toy, batting her around like a cat too bored to eat her. Indeed. This would be her fate . . . had her cries not been heard, that is. A arm stretched out for her, she uses all her strength to reach it. The arm pulls her out of the collumn of violent air, straight into the eyes of: "Jonathan--" Suddenly, vertigo, a fall, Gadget realizes that she was fifty feet above an ocean . . . The splash shot up five feet into the air. She finds out that the remains of the overall that was shredded in the hurricane was promptly removed by the impact in water. "Great, there goes the 'G' rating, I'm really going to get Jeffrey for this," she thinks as she sinks into the deep. Her naughty bits are not shown (The Disney-owned camera is treating this in the same matter as the beach scene in "The Little Mermaid," God bless them.), but as those came arms reach out for her back, it is apparent that the elements have completely stripped her. And she was too exausted to care over it, as two seashells covers her breasts and is tied at the back a la Ariel. As a skirt of seaweed and palm leaves is wrapped around her waist. As hands carees her sides and carries her back to the surface. To air. Gadget inhales gallons as Jonathan wraps one arm from behind. "We're in the hurricane's eye," he says as he paddles from underneath. "We're safe from the wind here. Breath deeply, Gadget Love. I need you to float so I can carry you to land." "i don't have much choice," she says, half-conscious, as she lets her body go limp and listens to her hero swim to shore. Into the sandy beach, as he dragged her to dryer ground. Once he was sure that she was safe, Jonatahan laid down on the sand away from Gadget, who slowly opened her eyes to view the chaotic storm that angerly rages around her, but unable to take over this topical island. 'Dreams have a way of being shaped by whatever's happening when we're awake,' Gadget thinks to herself. 'This hurricane can be a symbol of what is going on with me, and believe me there's an awful lot: It's not just the cancelation of our series, there's the universal turmoil over Michael Eisner's upcoming retirement. It's not that I blame him at all with his medical condition, I mean, after an emergency quadruple bypass, noone should keep going as hard and fast as he's been doing, and he still hasn't slowed down yet. Sooner or later he's gotta do so or else he'll just drop dead where he stands just like that baseball umpire did on opening day. And there's Chip and Dale being accepted into the Rescue Aid Society as well. That means that not only will the Rescue Rangers break up, but all chances of me going steady with either chipmunk goes out the window, much to my sadness. I guess spending too much time on my inventions has taken its toll. And now, Jonathan. Who *is* this guy? I know he's a descendant of a Rat of NIMH--actually, a *Mouse* of NIMH--something that I *could* be myself, but I'm not sure--how did he pulled me out of the building?--how did my clothes get stripped bare . . . This 'Little Mermaid' outfit helps a bit . . . but won't he try something . . . with me . . .' Her mind was racing faster than her mouth at a moment, then emptied itself of all coherent thoughts. She rolled her head to the side Jonathan was at. He was flat on his back as well, wrearing only denium cuttoffs, shilloetted by a sunset that blases between the horizon and the cloudbank. His head was tilted away from her and his eyes were closed. He looked rather hunky, for a mouse, but he wasn't being threatening at all. "You okay, Gadget Love," he said. "Yeah, JB. Thanks a lot." Gadget awoke that morring holding JB's paw in her's. He was smiling.. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued in Rangers of NIMH part 3.