Richard raleigh was on his knees. The destruction of the city had halted. Baron blitzkrieg had a gun pointed to his head. Richard knew at this point it was the end. not even micheal could save him now, his wings had been cut off, now grounded. The police would arrive soon and the baron would be locked away forever. In this final moment, Richard knew that he had saved the city. All the crime fighting as the red bee and now his eventual death. It was all worth it. The plastic sleeves were ripped and irreparable. Didn't matter any way.
"This is what it has fanally come to. Me standing over you, and you practically kneeling to me? I thought you were better than this. I won't die today. I could escape. But you... there is nowhere for you to go now! any last words?" the baron says to the red bee, trying to be intimidating, but even he knows there is is no escape now.
The Red Bee looks up to the baron seriously, trying not to show fear. "There will be no escape for you, just as there is none for me. You will pay for your crimes."
The Red Bee closes his eyes hard, awaiting his demise.
BANG!
The Red Bee waits. The gun has gone off but he was still alive. This can't be possible. Had the baron really chosen to spare somebody? No. That can't be right.
The Red Bee opens his eyes, releasing the tension in his mind. Where he would have been seeing the pavement of the street of superior city, he saw grass. Flowers, clovers, dandelions. Now that he can see this, the pain from his broken leg was now gone. He brings his hands up from his sides to see them perfectly clean and smooth. No cuts. No bruises. He snaps his head up real quick, looking all around to see trees. Big brown trunks. Crisp green leaves.
Richard had no idea that this was possible. How this was possible. He stands up to get a better view and to be ready for what ever might happen. He surrveys the the area, but nothing seems to be wrong. all around him is just grass and trees and forest.
Suddenly, a bee flys infront of Richards face. Richard is startled and falls into a fighting stance but comes to the quick realization of who this is. "Micheal? Is that you?"
Buzz buzz
"Micheal! I knew it was you. And you've got your wings back." Richard exclaims to his partner, his best friend.
Richard couldn't begin to know how he would feel if he had been lost without micheal. speaking of lost, where is he? Richard looks around and then motions for Micheal to get into his belt.
"You are going to be safe in here. I need to know where we are before we know we can be safe." He closes the little hatch after micheal flys in.
He begins forward. He looks to the sky to see the sun in the lower regions of the sky. He's either heading north or south. He'll be able to know for sure once the sun moves along in the sky.
Richard kept at a steady pace. He is now coming up to a bee hive on a tree. It's the only change he has seen in miles. He had looked up at the sky several times during his pace. None of the times had the sun moved at all.
Before walking up to the hive, he lets out a small telepathic wave of warning to the bees. He doesn't want to make his first contact with this hive on a bad note.
He now stands directly next to the hive. The bees are now staring at him, stopping work to make sure that this big red thing isn't a threat. "Hello fellow bees. My name is Richard. I am an attorney at superior city in oregan," he tells the bees, reciting what he has learned is appropriate to tell bees on first impressions, "I was just wondering if you could escort me to the nearest form of civilization. I seem to have gotten my self... uh... lost."
Buzz buzz buzz buzz'z buzz
"There's a what nearby?" Richard asks, trying to figure out the bee's weird accent.
Buzz'z
"A cottage. That sounds great. Would you mind if I could get some directions?" Richard asks, Now relieved that he doesn't have to walk much longer.
Buzz buzz-buzz
"You want me to bring you along? I suppose I could carry the hive. Well then, grab hold of something and lead the way." Richard reaches up to the branch and unhooks the wax that was holding it dangling in place. He puts it under his arm and a bee flys out in a perpindicular direction that Richard was already walking. If he hadn't come across the bee hive he would've completely walked past it.
Richard stays close behind as the bee led him a kilometer or so. The trees break apart into a clearing with a, what seems to be a small ranch like place. A small house is at the top of a small hill in the center of a gulf of trees. Around the house, pens and coups cover, holding several different species of animals. Richard looks beyond it to see a small town.
He can now see some slight movement sround the corner of the house. He walks up to the house and ducks bhind a small bush to get a better view of the scene, not trying to alarm anyone.
Now with a better view of what's going on, The Red Bee is horrified by the sight he is seeing. A small, yellow, winged horse is beating up a large bear. Before Richard can decide what to do, the small horse jumps on the bear's back and snaps it's neck. With anger now flashing through Richard's eyes, after hearing the loud cracks of the bear's neck, Richard jumps out of the bush he's hiding behind and pulls the bee hive out in front of him.
"Small yellow creature! You shall pay for your merciless crime against nature," he points to the small horse, that is now on the ground terrified by the thing with the bee hive in his hand, with his free hand. "Bees! Attack!"
With that, the bees swarm out of the hive directly at the horse. The horse quickly starts galloping away with a swarm of bees chasing it towards the town he will soon be headed towards.
"Well that certainly was something. What the butter basket was that thing. I have never seen anything so brutal towards a bear. Towards anything really." He looks over to the dead bear corpse, but it seems to be gone though. "Huh."
Richard puts the hive back under his arm and walks over to the front door of the small cottage. He places it then standing upright to the side of him. A guy in a weird costume coming to your door would be weird enough, and Richard didn't want to give the owner a complete scare. Hopefully, the owner will know who he is. His exploits have traveled great distances in the past.
Knock knock
No answer. one minute later. no answer. "Great. I guess I'm headed to the town straight away. Would have rather gotten the information from somebody a little more remote, but beggers can't be choosers."
Richard picks the bee hive back up and on que, the bees return from their chase of the creature.
Buzz buzz
"It outran you? Well, I suppose you should get back inside the hive for now. Your going to need your rest if any more show up." He tells the swarm of bees, who then slowly gather back into the hive.
Richard begins his walk to the town and now notices all the looks he's getting from the animals. He doesn't stop walking but feels slightly nervous of what they might do.
Richard gets a safe distance away from the animals to look back and check if anything has changed. The have gone back to eating food and whatever animals do. Richard's mind is washed over with relief as he continues his walk down the narrow path to the road.
Coming up to a bridge, he can now spot movement. He can't quite make it out because the arc of the bridge is blocking most of the view. Walking up to the top of the bridge, he now feels terrified by the sight he sees. The town is popular with these creatures. They're sitting behind stalls, selling fruit and produce. Walking around with saddle bags, taking things out of them and putting things in. And worst of all, there are no other members of his species in sight.
Walking straight towards him, now he can see, is a purple one with a horn on it's head. trudging behind it is the yellow one from before. Richard sends out a telepathic warning for his bees to get ready. Who knows what could happen.
Now with anger filling the mind of Richard again from remembering what the yellow one had done to the poor bear, he reaches for his stinger ray at his side and begins to slowly march towards the oncoming horses.
"Purple one, I suggest you move aside from the yellow one. I don't want to bring harm to more than I have to." Rischard says to the purple one sternly, but it doesn't move. Richard can now see that all the horses that have previously been moving around are now gone.
"I do not take it lightly when somepony attacks my friends. Leave now or bear the consequences." The purple one demands. Richard is stunned by the fact that the purple one had just talked to him. He had never been able to take to any animals before aside from bees. And they're not even animals.
"One last chance to move aside or take the role of assisting a murder." He tells the purple one. Aside from raming him, there can't be much that this horse can do to stop him.
The purple horse's horn begins to charge with some sort of energy. Could this creature be attempting to fire this at him. It doesn't matter, this one has been warned. Now it must answer to him. Richard brings up the stinger ray and points it at the purple one.
Secretly, Richard releases the hatch on the back of his belt so that micheal could help.
Suddenly, the purple one releases a pulse of energy straight at him. By reflex, Richard fires the stinger ray straight at the incoming projectile. The two collide mid-air and release a small explosion. Just enough to knock Richard off of his feet and onto his back.
Richards breath has been nocked out of him and he takes a small moment to regain. This has given the purple one enough time to trot up to him and charge it's horn again.
Could this be the end for our hero? Will he be able to defeat the purple one? What goes on with the yellow one while the battle between our hero and the purple one ensues? Find out next time on The Red Bee: Isolation.
Last time, on The Red Bee: Isolation, our hero was mysteriously teleported to a new land. He gained an ally of a hive of bees and got into a fight with a purple horse that was defending the criminal yellow one. Knocked back after a collision of weaponry, our hero lies on the ground, about to be shot by the purple one's powerful horn.
The purple one has Richard in it's grasp. But our hero has not lost hope, for he still has a couple tricks up his plastic sleeves. "Micheal now!"
"Son of of. What the buck was that?" The purple one yells, reeling backwords after being stung by the purple one. Richard has always been able to relay on Micheal and Micheal delivers.
Richard takes the opportunity of the purple one being on it's hind legs. He rolls his knees up to his chest and kicks with enough power to throw the purple one onto it's back, giving Richard plenty of time to stand back up and collect his belongings, including his stinger ray and his hive of bees.
Richard pushes out his arms toward the two small horses. Now he can see the yellow one helping the purple one to it's hooves. "Bees! If your ready, now would be the best chance to attack."
The two horses look in horror as the swarm of bees rush out of the hive straight towards them. This time, the yellow one stand protectively in front of the purple one. Once having a look of horror in it's eyes, Now having the most powerfully stern expression The Red Bee had ever witnessed aimed straight at the bees. With this, the bees stopped. Just stopped.
Through the telepathic field emitting from the bees, Richard can feel the most terrifying feeling he had ever witnessed. Thats two records in one. Never before had a creature gotten between him and his bees in such a way. The telepathic field emitted loyalty. But no longer to the queen, instead, to the horse. The feeling had begun to spread to him as well. Obey.
Richard pulls himself out of it as he feels drowl start to slide down his neck. Now suddenly, there were more of them. An orange horse and a white one had appeared. How long had he been stood there, feeling the gaze and the hivemind.
Richard quickly draws his stinger from the holster at his side. But it isn't there. Looking over to the purple one, who was quietly speaking to the orange one, he could see it hovering in the air in front of it. The horses horn had the same glow around it as the stinger ray. Could this be some form of telekinesis? He had already seen the power of the horn before. What else could it do?
The orange one looks over to him to see that he has awoken from his hypnosis. The yellow one was now leading the bees back into their hive that had been set by a small bush. "Alright partner. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Leave now. or be put t' sleep"
This one appeared to have a southern accent. Richard new that he couldn't just leave. He had never surrendered before, and he wasn't going to start. Anyways, they had his stinger ray and his bees. He had no choice but to stay and fight. He decided to stand his ground. He knew he couldn't go onto the offensive at this point, but he still had a pretty good defensive.
"That's how it's gonna be. The hard way it is." The orange one said as it grew closer. "Lets hope your bones are stronger than they look."
Richard flinched at what the creature said but stood his ground as it drew closer. It got real cozy up close before reaching out a hoof straight towards his chest. Richard's reflexes kick in and he pulls in the horse to the side of him and jabs at a spot on the neck that would normally temporarily paralyze them, but instead, hits hard muscle. To be fair, that wasn't the braightest move. He had no I dea of the horse anatomy anyways. After that trick doesn't get much but an 'oof,' he slams his knee into the chest of the horse and turns to try and push the horse the the ground by firmly forcing a palm in between the shoulder blades. This doesn't work, but instead, pushes the horse further behind him.
Now realizing his mistake of being dirctly behind a horse, it is to late, as he gets bucked. He is sent flying off the bridge, into the dirt road, his mask the only thing protecting him from sharp rocks against his face. This being the final straw that breaks the camels back, Richard fights but slowly falls unconscious.
He hears the final words come from the purple one saying, "Nice work applejack. Tie him up and let's get him back to the library for examination.
Our hero awakend with a head ache that kill kill a horse. He opens his eyes to find a purple muzzle right in his face, giant eyes staring down at him. Richard trys to jump out of his position, but finds that his arms and legs have been tied down. Now with nothing to do, he scowls at the purple horse face staring at him. Somehow, a smile forms on it's face.
"Finally awake, huh. you sure must have hit your head hard. You've been out for a couple hours." The purple horse says to him, almost seeming concerned.
"You'll never get a word out of me!" Richard yells at the face, now backed away.
"Well, then your off to a pretty bad start. But let's not start off on the wrong hoof shall we." The purple horse says using moderately amusing horse puns.
Richard doesn't say a thing. As an attorney, he has learned how and when to talk in dire situations.
"Alright then. If you refuse to talk, then it seems that I must make you talk. I was really hoping it didn't have to come down to this, but it seems you have forced my hoof." Richard doesn't like this. The creature didn't try much in diplomacy and would rather move straight on to torture. He just hopes that Micheal will be able to save him some how. Who knows what terrifying methods this creature may use.
What will our hero do next? How will he escape? What devious ways will the purple horse take to aquire information from our hero? Find out next time on The Red Bee: Isolation.
