Men, he was a tank. A freaking tank! he was ready to blow your face into pieces.

But fire able Jack? That's his full name? Okey no judging here. You moved as a crazy to undo what was around your ankles. But it had wrapped itself and tied itself good. "Dammit" you softly said under your breath. "Ey you got it no right to do tat!" Mater said. Still stuck on place because of the the wheel clamp. "I think they can Mater" McQueen said. They sure could. Since they already tackled you down.

You sat up as you heard a engine. A truck engine. A dark/blue truck was driving in reverse. Stopping just a few tens of feet away. The truck doors opened and two small forklifters hopped out. Your heartbeat began to rise. "Lights out Sunshine" Jack said. As like a deo or spray moved over your face. In one hit unconscious. Falling back to the ground.

"Hey!" Doc said as he drove forward. Agent Collymore. The agent seemed still uninterested. He kept his eyes on the human. "She did nothing wrong" doc said defending you. Agent Collymore drove closer to doc. "Listen, she's and outsider. A human. This needs to be sorted out" agent Collymore said.

Then both doc and Collymore looking at how you got moved into the truck that was parked there. "Forgot any of this and move on. If you don't or we find any of you sneeking into our movements. Stage two will do something about it" the agent said as he drove towards the truck. The tank following, driving first into the truck.

"I'll keep my eye out for her" he said like a comfort as he drove into the truck. Following fire able Jack. The two doors closing behind him. And the truck's engine started. Driving away slowly. McQueen's and Mater their wheel clamps got clicked off and all the black cars moved with some speed after the truck.

Anddd the truck dissapeard into the dessert. "Did we just let this happen?" McQueen said. "I'm afraid so" Sally said next to him.

Somewhere far in the desert:

In the truck the net got removed from your ankles. God, you are in a deep slumber. That spray had knocked you out good. The special forces needed to bring you somewhere far from the whole existence. Far away from cars, planes, tanks, boats, everyone. An interrogation would help. Asking and finding out how the human works. Agent Collymore scrolled his eyes to the unconscious you. Laying flat on the floor of the truck's container. At least you weren't a threat. A real threat.

A unknown sound echoed outside. "Did you hear that?" Agent Collymore said. "Yes" Jack said grumbling. You shot up. Your unconscious body not leaving you out if this. "Well it was probably nothing" agent Collymore said.

Until

There suddenly was a deep, large gunshot. Leaving the container they were in moving around from side to side. Until it fell onto it's side.

This is so cool and interesting to make! Should have thought about this sooner.
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