FoxFire Studios and Company (MechTail waves) Presents A Firestorm FanFict "The Rangers of NIMH" Part 3 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, Did the Rescue Ranger's copy The Rescue Aid Socity or was it the other way around. ---------------------- Gadget awoke that morring holding Jonathan's paw in her's. He was smiling.. "Jonathan?" The mouse opened his eyes slowly. "How do you feel?" Gadget said looking at him. "ermmmf... Morring Gadget Love... Did I miss anything?" He smiled. "Are you going to be ok?" She was still holding on to his paw. He noded. "Just seeing your lovely face in the morring is all I need." Jonathan rub her paw gently as she let go. She felt a warm glow from her face. She quickly turned away. There was the sound of the TV running in the back ground. Cartoons were heard. Gadget walked out into the living room and saw Dale watching TV. "Good morring Dale." "Hi Gadget. How's Jonathan?" "He's awake I was about to tell Doctor Ages." "I'm right here." Gadget saw the short mouse wave his cane in the air he was sitting near the TV also. Gadget almost giggled at the sight of a old mouse watching cartoons. */Some people never grow up.\* "Oh golly I'm a mess." Gadget said as she felt her hair and walked in to the hall way. "G'day Gadget." Monty said as he finshed triming his mustach. Gadget wated on till Monty left the bathroom and went in. Chip walk out and saw Dale watching TV he looked over and saw Mr. Ages checking on Jonathan. "Hey what a suprise. Didn't expect you here?" Jonathan said. "Don't you start with me, Jonathan Brisby. You used that amulet again at full power and you know what does.." ---------- "Dale, keep it here. Its time for the morring news?" Chip said as he watched. "Good Morring Metro. I'm Tracy Hat with the morring news. First up: Police and Fire Fighters where called to the Metro's Research Center Of Mental Health. When what appeard to be a earthquake hit the building at around 9:45 last night. No injures where reported. . ." "er, you forgot Gadget's swollen foot and JB's two fried hands. I hear that amulet of yours gets kinda hot. . ." "I know, Monty. That's why I wrear gloves." " . . . Experts say that there was no logical reason for this localzed quake and say the cause was do to faulty construction of the bulidings foundations. . ." Chip guffawed, "And where did we hear *that* before? Like anyone's going to believe a mad scientist started it." ". . . Police have yet to come up with a estament of damage cost. Police are also investagating the loss of chemacles which were stolen during the incident. NIMH, The National Institute of Mental Health which has a contract with Metro Research Center whould not comment on the contantes of these chemacles. But they did state that the cheamcals are dangerus and can prove to be fatal if used. Police are still searching for suspects in the robery. There is also no positive conclusion that this robery has any connection with the other spree of robberiess thew out the city. And in other news..." 'CLICK' "This is bad." Doctor Ages said. "If the chemacles stolen are the same that was use on us..." "There's no telling what Nimnul will be capable of doing with it. We have to stop him at all costs." Jonathan smaked his fist in his hand. "It's all staring to make sence now. All the roberys. They all had to do with NIMH. We have got to find him before it's too late." Chip got his hat and walked to the door. The others also walked up to the door. Doctor Ages stoped Jonathan. "You're not strong enough Jonathan, you need more time." "But I got to stop Nimnul..." Gadget walked in front off him. "Not you Jonathan, US. When the time is right. Chip, Dale, Monty and Zipper will look for him." "What about you Gadget Love?" Monty asked. Gadget pointed to her foot. "I'll just slow you guys down. I'll stay here with Jonathan and Mr. Ages. Maybe we can find away to neutralize those chemacles." Chip was about to protest but Monty pushed him out the door with Dale. Jonathan wanted so much to just walk out that door but Gadget and Mr. Ages pulled him back. "That's our Jonathan Brisby, child," Ages quipped. "Always too adventurous for his own good. That's how his namesake became cat food, If I recall." "Yeah, Doc, sure. Like some measily flea-bitten, dumb ol' cat can beat up a Brisby . . ." ---------- Gadget appeared to be frustrated. Mr. Ages looked at her. "Don't worry your self, Gadget, not even the Legendary Rats of NIMH could totaly figure out the formula." "But I'm so close. All we need is one more ingeredent..." She looked at Mr. Ages, Jonathan and then she looked at her self. "I am very immpressed by your designs, Gadget," Ages said as he inspects her work. "It is much like my own tools. You are just as smart as us NIMH Rats." "Do you think so? "Mr. Ages... This has been bugging me for some time now ever since I heard that NIMH was apart of all this. A old memory of my father comes to mind. His name was Geegaw Hackwrench." Mr. Ages face drops and he paces around Gadget's work shop. Jonathan and Gadget watch as the old mouse continues to repeat his name. Gadget remembers back long ago. --------Begin Flashback "Criky there Geegaw. Would you look at little Gadget there. She has just sorted all the number blocks in order and she can't even walk upright yet." Monty see's the look in Geegaw's face. "Ah. What is it mate?" Geegaw looks at Monty. "It's not natural I'm afraid." "What do you mean?" "It's from me . . ." --------End FLashback "Geegaw Hackwrench.. Geegaw Hackwrench.. GEEGAW HACKWRENCH!!! I remember.. It was a very long time ago. He was a young mouse at the time.. He was at NIMH with us." With that Ages motioned Jonathan closer to him and Gadget. "There is something I haven't told either of you about our legacy: You know that during our escape, all but two of the mice, the original Jonathan Brisby and myself, were sucked down an air shaft. I didn't think it was possible that any of them survided. But it looks like we were wrong! Gadget, if your father is the same one then it would explane a lot." Gadget's mind screams back again. --------Begin Second Flashback "What do you mean?" "It's from me. That why she's so smart. Monty, when I was about your age. Me and some of my friends got caught by humans. We were put into a lab and used for testing. You can't imagine the pain and death I saw and felt there. I don't know what they did to me but, there was also others. A rat named Nicodemus was able to open his cage. First he freed all the rats and then us. We planed our escape one night through the ventalion shaft. As we where escaping, the fans kicked in and we where sucked down. The rope that was made got cault on to my foot so I didn't fall to my death like my friends. When I got out I looked for the others but I didn't find them. What you see all around you, my inventions, drawings and my plane, is because I am smart. I never knew how to do any of this untill after NIMH." Monty sits back. "Are you going to tell Gadget when she gets older?" "I will when I feel the time is right but untill then... Monterey Jack, I want you to promise me that you woun't tell her. I don't want her to feel different from the other mice. She has a hard enough time making friends as is." Monty smiles. "Don't worry mate you can depend on me." --------End Second Flashback Gadget was crying. "Gadget whats wrong?" Jonathan asked and rubed her shoulder. She responed and held him in a tight imbrace. "He's was right it all makes sence... I.. I am different.. Oh daddy why?.. Why did you have to die.. Why weren't you there to tell me.." Jonathan holds her for a long time. His shoulder feels water logged. Gadget sniffs and sits down. "I'm sorry for that out burst there I'm usally not that emotional." Mr Age's looks at Gadget. "There is only one way to know for sure Gadget, if the formula is in your blood." He walks up to her. Gadget streachs out her arm. A sample of her blood is taken. A solution was added to the sample in a vial. "Now then, If the NIMH formula is in your blood, Ms. Hackwrench, this blood sample will turn blue." He capped the vial. He shook. The blood turned blue. Gadget looked at it in awe. "Gadget, you're one of *us*. This is great." "Then its all true... I'm smart because of some exparment.." "Not totally Gadget the formula only enhances what you all ready are. You where born an inventor and that is what you are, even if NIMH did give you a little help." Jonathan says trying to dry her tears. "Child, in you and in Jonathan our legacy continues to the next generation," Mr. Ages adds. "I am honored as you should be to have you to be one of the Rats. Feel free to visit us over at Thorn Valley sometime. There is much we can teach you, Gadget." After a while of quiet between the two, Jonathan desides to cheer up Gadget. He pulls a red marble out of a pocket and makes it disappear and reappear several times over as Gadget watches intently. "Golly, You're a magician too?" "Why, yes, Gadget," Ages said between sips of coffee. "JB here was raised by his uncle Copper, a very famous illusionist in our parts. He taught Jonathan everything he knows." Finding an empty bucket, Jonathan turned one marble into three and let them fall into it. He then made three more appear and let those fall in too. He did that over and over a few times. "He can keep doing that until this oak's filled back up," Ages chuckled. "There's gotta be something under that sleeve," Gadget says. "Oh really," Jonathan smirked as he held up that arm and pulled the sleeve up. There wasn't even an arm there; only his gloved hand floating in mid-air, giving a giggling Gadget the "I got your nose" routine. "Here, JB." Ages reached into his bags. "I brought your box." He brought out that looked like a cigar box covered in dark blue velvet decorated with stars. "This'll keep you two occupied for hours." Gadget took a look inside. Nothing. But Jonathan let a spark from his fingertips fall into the box, catching it on fire. He quickly closed the box and shook it. CHINKA-CHINKA-CHINKA!! The box is now fulled with a mouse-size kiddie magic set. His toys, he called it once. "Wow!" Ages chuckled as he stepped outside for some fresh air, wondering how the others are doing. _______________________________ "He has got to be in one of these abandoned factorys." Chip said as he looked threw the binoculars. "Zipper can look around for us?" Zipper squeaked yes and flew down towards the buildings. Dale sighed as he watched Zipper disapper. "Dale what is it?" "Just thinking..." Chip looked at Dale. "And I thought you didn't like to think." Dale looked at Chip. "Are we really going to leave the Rescue Rangers?" "Dale we have talked about this before..." Nimnul is sitting at his control panel. There's a flashing red light. He presses a button. A monitor displays the Ranger Wing. "It's them... I knew sooner or later they would come. Well I have a little something wating for them. Let the games begin! Hah haaa hahaaa..." Dark clouds from in the sky above and there is the sound of thunder. "Crikey! Talk about your freak weather..." Monty said looking up. "There was nothing in the news today about rain. OH [BLEEPED BY THE WALT DISNEY COMPANY] Nimnul must be using his weather maker!" Chip yelled out. "Dale we got to land now! Nimnul will barbaq us if we don't." Dale landed the plane. "Chip I think that out burst just blew away the PG rating to a PG13." Chip pulled Dale out of the plane. "Now's not the time..." CRACKLE.... "RUN!!..." BLAM!!!! The plane exploded into tiny flaming pieces and the Rangers got blown away from the explosion. The Rangers moaned as they slow stood up. Dale looked at the small fire where the Wing once was. "Gadget's not going to like this..." Zipper zoomed to Monty and squeaked to him. "What's that Zipper... Crikey!.." "What's he saying?" "He's found Nimnul and a bunch of Rats" The Rangers ran into the buliding. Shortly they ran into a big, very big room. The walls where covered in cages full of Rats. Dale looked around. "Talk about deja vu!." They see Nimnul sitting in a chair looked at some monitors. Chip looked. "Maybe we can free these Rats look for a lever." They quietly walked by Nimnul. Nimnul pressed a switch and turned around. A trap door opened and they feel in. "Hello!! So nice of you to drop by HAHAHAAAAA." Zipper flew away. Nimnul smiled as he saw the fly zoom away. "Come back soon!!!" Nimnul said. "Yes my plan is working perfectly. Once that new mouse arrives, he will give me his amulet for his friends and I will become the most powerful human alive!!! I will have my revenge on NIMH and the WORLD!!! HAHAHAHA!" _________________ ". . . While I was out traveling the country seeking fame, fortune, and females--I used to date a lot trying to find the perfect someone whom I can call my 'Minnie.' I haven't gotten any luck, but I must say, I find you very much like the one I'm looking for." Gadget blushes. "Well, I was in the mid-west, where I found a young boy, oh about 13 years, trapped in a fantasy world of his own imagination. A rabbit costume much like this tiny one in my hand, held him in bondage inside that state of perpetual separation from reality. He crushes that tiny costume in his hand. "I defeated that bunny suit and freed the young man back to reality. . ." When he opened his hand back out, a bird sprang out and took off for the outside, passing an oncoming Zipper coming back in. ". . . it took some doing, David was awfully shy. He eventually got the ability to reach out to the world when he got an America On-Line disk--eh?" "Zipper! What's going on? Where's Chip n' Dale n' Monty? Slow down will you? We can't hear." But the housefly's frantic hand signs were too rapid to dechiper. Jonathan cupped a hand under Zipper's chin and looked right into his eyes. As Jonathan spoke quietly at him, Zipper's rapid breathing slowed down, his eyelids began to relax, as did his limbs. He buzzing were softer and more legible now. After a while of this, Jonathan set Zipped gently down on the sofa. The housefly appeared sound asleep. He turned to Gadget and Ages with a stern look on his face. "They're in trouble. Nimnul's got them, as well as all the missing rats. Like I said, he wants to take credit for the NIMH formula." "Nimnul would try to take credit for the crack of dawn, if he could." "I wouldn't care less about that kooky professor's material success, or any other human at this time, for that matter. All I'm concerned about is rescuing my friends and my people, much like my great-grandfather did." "I think it's the perfect time to beta test my new invention . . ." ___________________________ A pair of backpacks were tied to Jonathan and Gadget's backs. Each pack had a hose connected to an arcade game looking gun. "These air blasters spray out a quick hardening glue that can stop anyone in there tracks. Unless they untie there shoes.. That's just a small problem. It should buy us enough time." Gadget smiled. "Ready, JB?" Gadget started the engine on the Ranger Mobile. "It's show time." JB gave her a thumbs up. The Ranger Mobile wheelied out of its garage at top speed and zipped out to open road. "Rescue Rangers Away!!" The two mice shouted as they traveled side-by-side after Zipper, who was leading them to the building the others were trapped in. Mr. Ages walked out of the tree and waved his cane in the air. "Hey what about me!!" He grumbled and walked in the same direction. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued in Rangers of NIMH 4.