"I say you can," Amanda said.

"And I say you can't," Duncan replied.

"You can," Amanda returned.

"Now listen, the two of us have probably as much knowledge of the world as anybody, you can't be serious with going with this idea Amber has," Duncan said.

"Why not? She saw this happen once before, she knows what to do," Amanda said.

"She is suggesting we re-introduce everyone to the Deathmobile, Amanda, it's crazy, I won't do it!" Duncan said.

"Well if you won't, I will, one of us has to have a plan out of this, it's just too bad the person who does doesn't have you behind her," Amanda said.

Amanda went into the house and headed over to the kitchen, she put the coffee pot on the burner, but the first few times, no flames came out, for a minute she wondered if it was going to explode. Finally, the flames spewed from the burner, things had been so crazy the last couple of days, Amanda was starting to question just about everything. Just then, Richie headed down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Morning Amanda," was all he had to say.

"How did you sleep last night?" Amanda asked.

"Fine, until the bed broke, then I woke up with Amber's foot in my mouth," Richie said.

"What was she doing back in your bedroom?" Amanda asked.

"She didn't say," Richie said.

"So you asked her this time?" Amanda asked.

"No, she asked if she could stay last night," Richie said.

"She's been staying with you a lot lately," Amanda said.

"Twice in two nights, if you call that a lot," Richie replied.

"Richie...I love you and I'm worried about you with her...that said, I don't think it's a good idea for you two to be sleeping in the same room anymore, letalone, the same bed," Amanda said.

"Amanda, there's nothing to worry about, trust me," Richie said.

"I'd like to, but I can't," Amanda said, "I know you all too well to trust you."

"Do you really think that there's something going on between me and Amber?" Richie asked.

"Honestly, no, it's just that we saw you after you and Kim broke up, and..."

"What is the big deal with me and Kim? We were together, we broke up, end of story, at least Amber can take a hint when to stop," Richie said.

"You told her about Kim?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah, last night after the bed collapsed, we couldn't sleep, so we started talking, and I told her about Kim, the whole story, every detail, right up to the night she left. And she didn't say anything after," Richie said.

"And you're okay with that?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah," Richie replied, "so, what're you and Mac yelling about?"

"Oh...he's being a stick in the mud about this whole Dooms Day project, he doesn't want anything to do with it," Amanda said.

"That's okay, we'll do it ourselves," Richie said.

"Hey Richie," Amber came down the stairs, "What's going on?"

"Duncan MacLeod the immortal boy scout doesn't want any part in this revenge thing," Amanda said.

"What?" Amber asked, "Why not?"

"He just doesn't really see the point in it for some reason," Amanda said.

"Someone tries to blow us up, and he doesn't see the point in getting revenge?" Amber asked.

"I guess not," Amanda said, "he's always been a stiff."

"Well then count me in," Methos said.

"This isn't going to work," Amanda realized, "if it works out like you said, then there's going to be 4 guards at the parade and only 3 of you, it won't work!"

"Don't worry your millenium old head," Amber said, "I've got the whole thing figured out, we can't lose no matter what happens."

"I hope so, it sure sounds like Duncan's set in his ways, I don't think he'll be changing his mind," Amanda said.

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"Hey Riiiiiicccchhiiiieeee!"

"Whhhaaaaaaattt?" Richie replied.

"This package just came for you," Amber handed Richie a package the size of a shoebox, "any idea who it's from?"

"Na, the rain smudged the return address," Richie opened the package and took out a book, "uhoh."

"This guy just doesn't want to give up, does he?" Amber asked.

"Apparently not," Richie held the book away from him and opened the flap, nothing, "well whadda ya know, fooled ya."

Amber went over to see the book, a book of records and myths and the deaths at the hands of Jack the Ripper.

"They must've mixed up the names, this looks like a book I'd get, but I don't remember sending for one," Amber said.

Richie turned the book towards him and flipped through a few pages, and Amber was shot 3 times in the chest!

"What happened?" Amanda came running in.

"Same thing, new victim," Amber replied.

The blood was flowing fast, Amber knew she only had a few seconds left, she grabbed Richie's hand and squeezed it until she died. Richie took her lifeless body in his arms to lay her on the couch, Amanda flipped through the pages and in the back, there was another note.

'2 days left until you are exposed, nervous yet?'

Amanda filled up with fear, the thought of being terroized was starting to take an effect on everybody. It was then that Amanda realized if they didn't stop this guy from exposing them and then possibly killing them, the taunting would never end.

"Richie..."

Amanda knew that now they HAD to get Duncan to help, whether or not he approved.

"Talk to him Amanda, get him to do it, make him listen," Richie said.

"I'll talk to him Richie, you stay here incase she revives," Amanda told him.

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"Duncan, you have to do it," Amanda told him.

"And suppose I don't?" Duncan asked.

"Duncan, if this keeps up, we'll never get any rest," Amanda said.

"Another threat to the list isn't anything to get worked up about," Duncan said.

"Amber's DEAD, Duncan! She's practically your daughter, now you tell me it doesn't bother you, even though she is Immortal, when she gets killed!" Amanda demanded.

"You really believe that, don't you?" Duncan asked.

"You're the closest thing she's had in 5 years, besides, she and Richie respect you," Amanda told him.

"No, you're thinking of Methos, Richie might have some respect for me, but Amber respects Methos," Duncan said.

"She likes Methos, but she respects you, Duncan, she saved your head more than once, she and Richie tried helping you when you were upset about Tessa, those two respect you, Duncan, don't be a fool," Amanda said.

"Allright," Duncan said.

"Allright you'll do it?" Amanda asked.

"No, allright I believe you," Duncan replied.

"Duncan!" Amanda said.

It was then that Amanda noticed the whole time she was aruging with Duncan, he kept going back and forth, measuring parts of his car.

"What're you doing?" Amanda asked.

"Getting ready to make a call to the auto shop," Duncan said.

"Why?" Amanda asked.

"Well, if this plan is going to go into effect, we're going to need some cars with good speed, power, and it wouldn't hurt if they were a bit fancy...so, I'm going to call and see if they have any slightly used cars that we can use for Saturday," Duncan said.

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Saturday came, the parade had started, the alumnis were viewing the parade from the best seats possible, they were enjoying seeing the new generation of their college gathered together on the floats, in the military act, and in the band. Fred Glover was waiting nearby, he had phoned the other night telling them to get in the parade at 11:15, he checked his watch, 10:58. The 4 guards were right behind him, waiting...

At the house, Richie, Duncan, Methos, and Amber had put together a float of a large Russian tank. Richie, down in the driver's seat, checked his watch, 10:59, and they headed out of there. They told Amanda and Joe to meet them downtown, this was going to be interesting. Fred was still waiting for them, he just told them to see to it they got in the parade, they just never told him what it was.

"Are you sure they said 11:15?" Joe asked.

"I'm just telling you what they told me," Amanda said.

"Well if they don't get here soon..." Joe looked around.

"Here they come!" Amanda noticed.

Up came the Russian tank, getting everyone's attention, the people on the floats ahead noticed they were driving rather fast, it started to turn into a repeat of the demolition derby, the tank bumped into a float that had 12 college students on it, knocking some of them off, others got thrown off, it was a dead giveaway of who they were.

"There they are!" Fred told the guards, "That has to be them!"

Fred got up to lead them down a narrow alleyway, by now, most of the other floats had been run out of the path, at the same time, several smoke bombs had been set off, creating a large distraction. Inside the float, Richie had gotten smash-happy and was driving as wrecklessly as he could, it rocked them from side to side, Duncan and Methos were in the back, pressed against the walls and laughing, this was going to be a day to remember.

"Hold on," Richie warned them, "Ramming speeeeed!"

Richie sped up the car by 20 miles and drove directly into the smoke, it was there that they tore out of the float, and decided to tear loose with their plan. Amber slipped off the side and let out a loud whistle, as in letting in reinforcements.

Fred stopped dead in his tracks when someone from the crowd screamed and pointed, out of the smoke came a morbid black Linconln Continental with red streaks on the sides, and the front of the car had been turned into a long mouth, written on the side of the car in red bloody letters 'The Deathmobile II, the terror lives on'.

And everyone was in for a surprise when that car was accompanied by 3 others almost exactly the same, Fred got up and yelled at the guards, "there they are! Get them!"

But it was too little, too late, out of the smoke also came 9 other cars of the same type, ramming into everything and everyone, somehow managing to avoid each other, terrorizing the crowds, sending them off running.

"What in the hell is going on around here?" Fred wondered.

One car came to a screeching halt next to him, the black window rolled down and the driver, an obvious teenager took off his sunglasses and replied, "Just a little thing we like to call revenge."

The teen screeched an awful laugh as he stomped on the gas and tore out of there, swinging from side to side along the streets, banging into walls, power poles, mechanic garages, all the cars drove out of there and down an empty road. When they came to a halt, everyone got out of thier cars, as Amanda and Joe came heading their way.

"Duncan, that was wonderful! I've never seen so many people that terrified!" Amanda said.

"Well, let's not forget who the brains of the outfit was," Duncan said.

"That's right, and who are all these people?" Amanda asked.

"Let me explain, the reason I decided that we should go along with this plan in the first place was I knew the key thing was to have us outnumber the guards, so I made a few calls around the neighborhood and had a few old friends come in, this is Jimmy, Suicide, Tony, Scarface, Kenny, Billy, Charlie, Mitch and Eddie, they've been competing in the derbies around here for the last 3 years, so I figured they'd be perfect for this," Amber said.

"But you didn't tell us about it," Amanda said.

"Us as in you and Joe, correct, us as in us too, you're wrong on that one, she told us, she just decided to keep it under the table," Richie explained, "You know, superstition."

Richie grabbed Amber by the collar of her trenchcoat and muttered in her ear, "How much did you tell these guys about us?"

"I just told them we entered the derby, some people tried to run us off the road, we ran off a few, a couple died, and the brother of one wants to tell the story to the public during the event today, so we had a plan involving contact like the derby, and we needed some backup drivers," Amber replied.

"Well why didn't you say so?" Richie asked.

"You never asked," Amber replied, "and on top of that, Scarface here slipped a note to the police telling them that Glover over there planned to have us killed, so now he's going to jail for 30 years."

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That was some stunt you pulled today, I'm glad it's over," Amanda said.

"Me too, for 2 miles we nearly suffocated in that thing, I was glad when the damn float tore," Duncan said.

"So we're still stuck here for another 3 days at least," Amanda reminded him.

"I know, but it won't be all that awful," Duncan said, "the worst of it is over, the next 3 days should go by easy."

That's what he thought...