World Traveller

Team Knight Rider: Part 1

A/N: On request of tyler2706 , I really felt honored. If any of you readers have requests, just tell me. And if you enjoyed this chapter, how about voting?

"Fucking... Where are we...?" I groaned, and felt my knees giving in and nearly fell on the ground if it wasn't for KARR, who was having his door opened to help me.
"Chlara? What is it?"
I heard slight panic in his voice, like really slight, so slight that you could miss it, while my sight got worse and worse. I was going to black out, but why? I didn't get hurt somewhere critical, did I?
"Something is wrong with your blood circulation..."
From what I could see, I figured we were in some kind of dessert. I looked at my hands. But no, they were fine... When it came to my fingertips, I was really sensitive. I couldn't allow myself to get cut there, since it would lead to my blood circulation being completely off put and me blacking out because of that. Believe me, I should know, because it already had happened before. Now I could only see a glimpse of what seemed to be KARR's door. Everything else was blocked by some strange violett forms, which were dancing in my sight.
"Get in! Please..."
I don't know how but I managed to get in. Barely. The door closed and the last thing I heard was how the engine turned on.

"She is waking up! Please, let me get her out and help," a masculine voice, damped from being outside, was the sound I woke up from. It felt like a dream, so... Unreal... As if it didn't really happen... But it did... Didn't it...?
"I won't let YOU help her! Only other people. That's my last word!" KARR seemed infuriated.
I opened my eyes and just stared dumbfounded at the man in front of me. Well, outside the door. He looked like the Hasselhoff in my time, but in a white suit with a mustache. He also had a slightly deeper voice. And then I had pieced together who exactly that was. Shit.
"What are you staring at?" he sounded... Nice?
I smiled like I knew something bad was going to happen.
"Ja klar. NATÜRLICH. Ich glaube ich spinn. Scheisse," I laughed quietly. But it was more like 'Well, shit'. OF COURSE I had to encounter him. But... Why was he looking so old? He now looked at me, confused because of me laughing and speaking German probably.
"KARR, please open the door."
I attempted to get out, but the door wouldn't budge. Just then I got a notification from Wattpad. It said that 'Team Knight Rider' had been updated. 'Team Knight Rider'? Wait a second. Of course! We were in their world now! It made more sense now! KARR and me had been randomly teleported here, but the not-planned teleport had used up my power so badly, that it had affected my circulation. I now looked around and saw a Dodge Challenger with a yellow scanner standing behind the man I now had identified as Garthe Knight.
"KARR, this isn't funny anymore. It never was to begin with." I hoped KARR had heard my annoyance.
"Not if HE is standing outside!"
I huffed.
"I'll explain later, now let. Me. Out."
"... Fine, but on your own risk! I'm not responsible for ANYTHING!"
The doors opened.
"Are you alright? Did this AI kidnap you or is it responsible for your state?" he immediately asked, standing close to me.
He probably thought I could faint another time. I weakly laughed.
"Wha-"
"He never kidnapped or hurt me, I promise," I cut KARR off. "And 'it' is actually a he," I made air quotes.
"Are you sure? What's his name?"
Well, now the fun part began! Note the sarcasm.
"H-"
"Knights Automated Roving Robot, Knight," he emphasized the last part scornfully.
Garthe stopped dead in his tracks, looking alternately at the Challenger, the Trans Am and me, now in complete and utter disbelief. This was awkward.
"Whoa there! I AM Knights Automated Roving Robot, not you!"
"Actually..." I scratched my neck. "You both kind of are, heh."
"What do you mean?"
Garthe grabbed my left arm, not too hard, but not too gentle either. Couldn't blame him though.
"I'll explain later, to everyone."
Finally he let off of my arm.
"Alright... I'm Garthe Knight. What's your name?" He looked at me.
You could see the confusion nearly WRITTEN on him.
"Chlara Mistić." He now seemed curious.
"Where's that name from?"
"Bosnia. But I was born and raised in Germany."
"Uh huh."
"Don't even THINK of getting her somewhere without my permission! I can enter with force and I don't care about losses!"
"KARR!" I began, but Garthe cut me off.
"How did you program him!? He's a danger to everyone!"
That was just mean. I protect family and friends normally always, and this was no exception.
"Oh, I'm sorry. But you weren't the nicest guy either when you were younger! Or did you forget that you drove a twenty ton, or even more, truck through the streets at an insane speed and just ran over ANYTHING that got in your way? Hm? And I did NOT program him. You know EXACTLY who programmed KARR!"
Angry, I looked at him, and saw that he seemed ashamed. He looked down. My expression softened and I laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked up, and I smiled.
"Just because we did dumb things and people fear us for them, doesn't mean that we are completely bad persons. KARR for example is completely different from what he used to be. From a heartless, revengeful killing machine to a car, that wants to protect his loved ones. And look at you. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't have given quarter of a shit about my condition in the past, nor would you have been so nice."
Now I smiled confidently. He gave me a pretty weak smile.
"Only one thing has remained. You just can't smile." I disapproved jokingly. I shook my head.
"Tsk Tsk. Alright, smiling for beginners. Eyes open, and get your mouth up. Like that," and smiled at him. Hey! He did it!
"Halleluja! Du kannst ja doch lächeln!" The confusion was back.
"Hallelujah! You can smile after all!" I translated.
He shook his head... But he smiled!
"A twelve year old girl has to teach me how to smile..."
Sigh. I was ALWAYS mistaken as a few years younger.
"I'm fourteen. And you should smile more often."
I confused him again. I guess I'm a really confusing person, sometimes I confuse even myself.
"Yup, I'm really fourteen. If you don't believe me, here's my students pass."
I gave him said pass.
"Then I'm sorry."
"Eh, no problem. A lot of people think that, so I'm used to it."
"Chlara?" I had forgotten that KARR was still there.
"Yes?"
"I still don't FULLY trust him, but you are allowed to go with him..."
This time Garthe answered.
"Thanks for the partial trust. I won't abuse it."
"Good to hear."
We then started walking towards the rooms.
"So. How good do you and KARR understand each other?" I asked Garthe.
"The best you could imagine. After all, we share some similarities. And you and your KARR?"
"We might not share many similarities, but I protected him from the beginning. When we encountered KITT and Michael, the first thing I did was protecting KARR's scanner. And he showed that I actually mean something to him. I don't see him as machine, but more like a real friend and partner. We would always help each other, and I would put myself at risk for that one," I ended.
Garthe smiled.
"Seems like every KARR existing has gotten a decent partner,"
"You are way better than decent Garthe. I feel like KARR thinks of you as a friend. And he trusts you," I added.
"Thanks."
"With pleasure."
After a while, we reached the sleeping room.
"Tomorrow at 6. It's best if we get this sorted out immediately."
I nodded and laid down. Of course I had tried to teleport, but it didn't work. I set up an alarm for 6am. Tomorrow was another day.

"Wake the fuck up, wa-Wake the fuck up, WAKE UP. Wake up," were the... WONDERFUL sounds I was greeted with. Not really loud, but it was the vibration of my phone that actually woke me up. I didn't have to change since I had slept with my jacket, jeans and shirt still on. I stretched, and then stepped out. 'Alright, so where were we supposed to meet? Did he even say anything about meeting the others? God, I forget things way too fast,' I thought while walking around.
"Good morning Chlara. Did you sleep well?" I heard KARR asking via comlink.
"I did. And you?"
Of course I knew that he didn't sleep. But as long as KARR knew what I meant, the recharge, I didn't care. And KARR had given up to correct me a long time ago.
"That's good. I did, too, and I met the others. They really seem nice, although they were confused as to why there were two KARRs. You should get to know them."
"I will."
A voice from behind yelled:
"Hey!"
I heard fast footsteps. I saw a girl running towards me. She had a gray tank top and brown, long straight hair.
"Who are you!? What are you doing here!? Unauthorized people are NOT allowed here!" she looked like she was ready to fight.
"I'm Chlara, and Garthe found me passed out in KARR. That's why I remained here."
"Hm." She still looked suspicious.
"I'll get the whole team. Come with me."
I walked next to her, and after a while, we had gathered everyone. Garthe only said good morning to me, and confirmed my story. We then walked to the planing room and sat down.
"So? Introduce yourself," that came from a brown haired man, who seemed to be mid 20. It was Mike Traceur, Michael's son.
"I'm Chlara Mistić."
Nothing more, nothing less.
"Why are you here?"
"I passed out in the dessert, and he," I pointed at Garthe, "found me."
"I found her in KARR, but not my KARR." Garthe now added.
"What do you mean by that?"
Confusion.
"I mean that it was a two-tone Trans Am with a yellow scanner."
"KARR's old design..." Michael now muttered.
"Indeed."
"How?" That question was intended for me.
I explained EVERYTHING. From the concept of the worlds to how me and KARR became friends.
"Can you prove that?" a man from the same age as Mike answered. He had blue eyes and a three-day-beard, so he had to be Tyler Morgan.
So I made the same dragons again. The effect of them was stunning. They flew around, doing tricks and landed on their shoulders. Even though TKR thought that having a dragon made out of fire on the shoulder would be painful, it wasn't. They soon saw that the dragons were warm, but not burning hot.
I chuckled.
"Sadly, they have to go." And I made them disappear.
"Alright then. But... Why are you here?" a, again, something in the 20s year old, Asian looking man asked. Takumi Fujiwara.
"If only I knew... I got here by accident, that's why I passed out."
Then an alarm went off. Linda Barstow, a woman with chocolate brown, curly hair ran in.
"Guys! We have an armed bank robbery. And the car seems to be nearly unstoppable! Umm... Who's that?" She looked at me.
"Someone that wants to help you!" I got up.
"We can't let a fourteen year old just risk her life!" Tyler protested.
I tried to change my Form to appear like a 24 year old, but it wasn't working.
"Just ignore my age. I have KARR, so it's not as dangerous as it could be."
"... Fine. Everyone to their AI!"
And we all rushed to the hangar, where the cars were parked.