The Real War


	The Garage \| home Blissful Oblivion \| Home Alone \| The Power of Revenge \| Hero's Welcome.... Hero's Hunt \| Check Up?.... No Way!!! \| A Mouse's Worst Nightmare \| A Past in the Future \| A Piece of the Past \| The Real War \| Dust in the Wind \| A Promise Unbroken \| No Leaf Clover don't own the Biker Mice from Mars and get no profit from this. It was written for pure enjoyment. Any comments feel free to contact me. The Real War By: zanymars August 3rd, 2000 Copyright © zanymars.2000. All rights reserved. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Three rooms. Three mice. Each sitting, waiting. They dreaded what was to come. The war was over. They have led the raid on Plutark and destroyed it. No more planets will be sucked dry, their physical wounds are healing, slowly. The other wounds, mental and those to their souls; they weren't sure if they would heal. All those horrors they have seen…… All three doors opened, they sighed. Of all the missions and raids this task was the hardest. They met outside, each with an escort. They were on their way. They didn't use the bikes, they were going in a jet fighter.