In the shadows hiding from prying eyes, behind large crates and barrels, a camera is set before a man. He turns the camera on and faces the lens, "This is Agent Leland Turbo. I have a flash transmission for Agent Finn McMissile," He glances around cautiously and back to the camera, "Finn. My cover's been compromised. Everything's gone pear-shaped. You won't believe what I've found out here."
He angles the camera view and reveals a porthole through which flames can be seen rising in the distance.
"This is bigger than anything we've ever seen. And no one even knows it exists. Finn, I need backup. But don't call the cavalry - it could blow the operation. And be careful. It's not safe out here!" Leland snaps his head around. Loud voices could be heard making their way toward him. Leland began to sweat, "Transmitting my grids now. Good luck!" He shuts the camera off and sends the grids. He stood up, broke the camera video, and started to run.
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Coordinates appear: 40 6.80' N - 172 23.84' W
SOMEWHERE IN THE NORTH PACIFIC NIGHT
A tiny crab boat crests over massive swells. The owner of the crab boat sighed and called out to the passenger on the deck, "Alright, buddy, we're here. Right, where you paid me to bring you. Question is, why?"
A man wearing a blue suit emerged from the shadows with a blank face, "I'm looking for a person."
"A person? Hey pal, you can't get any further away from land than out here." The man replied behind him.
"Exactly where I want to be." The man in the blue suit answered grimly.
"Well I got news for you, buddy. There's nobody out here but us."
Suddenly, a horn from a Combat Ship appeared behind the crab boat. The man quickly backs into the shadows, out of sight.
"What are you doing out here?" A man in a uniform appears over the rail, yelling at the crab boat. The owner of the crab boat fumed, "What does it look like, genius? I'm crabbing!"
"Well turn around and go back where you came from." The man in uniform shouts out in anger.
"Yeah? And who's gonna make me?" He retorted back.
The uniformed man pulls out a gun and aims it at the crab boat owner, a laser aimed at his head alarming the owner, "Alright, alright! Don't get your prop in a twist." He turned his boat around and growled, "What a jerk. Sorry, buddy. Looks like it's the end of the line. Buddy?" The owner turned his head to see that his passenger was no longer on board but hanging off the side of the Combat Ship.
As the ship continues, the man hangs on to the vessel's side and glances up to see small flames appear, perhaps a knot or so away. A flame rises from a derrick above the man, making him sink lower down on the ship's side.
THWAP! The blue-suited man fires a grappling hook to the derrick and swings toward it. He was about to slam into the side with brute force when his suit sprouted a magnetic exoskeleton. He sticks to the derrick and slowly begins his descent up and notices hundreds of oil derricks around him.
PLATFORM - OIL DERRICK - MOMENTS LATER
The man approaches a loading bay from above and hides from view. He watches as many uniformed men scurry about. The man pulled out his communicator and spoke quietly, "Leland Turbo, this is Finn McMissile. I'm at the rally point. Over."
A static noise came through his communicator, "Leland, it's Finn. Please respond. Over." Finn tries again. An access door opens loudly below him, and he glances down to see a german man enter the room. Speaking in German and English, the man grumbles, "Too many people here. Out of my way!"
"Professor Zundapp?" Finn whispers with a frown.
"Here it is, Professor." One of the men addressed the Professor next to a large crate. Zundapp approaches the man who idles next to the container, "You wanted to see this before we load it?"
"Ah, yes. Very carefully..." Professor Zundapp replied, stopping before the crate. One of the men hopped on the forklift and opened the container. Inside is a TV Camera, packed carefully in foam. Finn snaps photos furiously, collecting as much evidence as he can.
"Oh. A TV camera. What does it actually do?"
Professor Zundapp faces the man with a poker face, "This camera is extremely dangerous."
Finn whispered to himself, "What are you up to now, Professor?" He angles for a better view, firing suspension wires, which sailed clear to the other side of the derrick.
THOK!
They hook tightly onto a steel girder. Finn slides out to the wires like an acrobat, then expels another cross-wire for support. He positions himself carefully. "This is valuable equipment. Make sure it is properly secured for the voyage." The Professor points his finger at one of the men.
"You got it."
Finn lowers himself and snaps more pictures.
"Hey, Professor Z!" One of the men called out excitingly. Finn turned his head to the man and frowned. Zundapp turns as a crane lowers a crate. Grem and Acer, who stood next to the Professor, flank it. "This is one of those British spies we told you about." Grem chuckled. "Yeah. This one we caught sticking his nose where it didn't belong." Acer added.
Finn produces semi-automatic guns from his side and readies himself for a tag-team spy fight with his buddy Leland. "Agent Leland Turbo." The Professor guessed with humor. The crate is lifted, revealing a bloody Leland Turbo. Finn's eyes go wide in shock, and a gasp leaves his lips.
WHOOOSHHH!
Another derrick flame rises behind him and casts a Finn-shaped shadow over the Professor, causing him to glance up, "It's Finn McMissile! He's seen the camera! Kill him!!" He shouted in a fury. Finn unloads with bullets as he starts to retreat. As he prepared to run from them, other uniformed men are waiting for him on the catwalk where he just came from - blowtorches ready.
Finn, stuck in midair, notices an angry man beginning to swipe Finn down with the crane. Finn grins, having just found his escape.
THWAPTHWAPTHWAP!!!
Finn releases three of his four cables, swinging Indiana Jones-style on the last one toward the crane where he lands on its boom, climbs up, and launches off it where he lands, moving onto another deck. Panting, Finn releases a bottle of oil as he runs around corners. A uniformed man in pursuit hits the oil patch, loses control of his footing, and plummets off the side of the rig.
He smashes into the water with a hard splash.
Now set upon by 20 or 30 more pursuing men. He has nowhere to go but up a ramp toward the Helipad. He spies some gasoline barrels and fires a single bullet which cuts through its leather straps, sending barrels down the ramp, past Finn, past the pursuing men, to the bottom, where they explode in a chain reaction back up the ramp, taking out at least 15 men!
Finn blasts into view on the Helipad, pulling to a stop. No more road. Nowhere else to go. The 20 men that are still in pursuit surround him, firing up their blowtorches about to pounce. Finn grins a second time and jumps backward off the edge of the Helipad to the shock of the other men. Finn falls. He turns himself, so he's diving first, cleanly cutting into the water. He emerges with a lifeboat now sprouting hydrofoil and speeds away.
"Get to the boats!" Grem ordered.
An army of combat ships quickly drop into the sea and churn water with unprecedented fury as they quickly make up the distance between them and Finn, firing bullets as they do so. Acer called out to Grem, "He's getting away!"
"Not for long."
The lead Combat Ship captain quietly drops a torpedo into the water. It skips along, connecting with Finn in his rear and exploding with such force that water skyrockets into the night clouds. McMissile sinks, but then he blinks with a grin. He pulls out a breathing tube and sucks in the air. He then releases an old, tattered suit and lets it float above the water as he swims away.
On the derrick, Professor Zundapp watches it all from far away.
"He's dead, Professor," Grem speaks over the radio.
"Wunderbar. With Finn McMissile gone, who can stop us now?" Professor Zundapp turned away with a grin.
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Cars 2
FanfictionAfter a few years of racing in the Piston Cup, Ruby is offered a chance to race in the World Grand Prix Race. But during the race, someone has been sabotaging the cars. Not only that, Ruby received an unexpected surprise during her trip.
