Knightsbridge

On one of the many office balconies of the Knightsbridge complex Robbie Ray Stewart looked out at the sunset as it fell behind the mountains. His thoughts on his daughter, son, their friends, and their cousin Sera hoping they were all right. He remembered stories his father told to him about setting suns, and about how they can prophesize endings for better or for worse.

He had hoped the prophesies of endings would not apply to Miley, Jackson, Lily, Oliver…or even Sera. So lost in thought he didn't even hear Roxanne come out to join him.

"Makes you wish it were a Tennessee sky don't it?" Roxanne asked. "That sort of sky could always relax you."

"Yeah, California is nice when it comes to its night skies, but gimme Tennessee when it comes to relaxing at night." Robbie Ray then sighed as he turned to Roxanne, who sat next to him, and asked "How do you deal with it? Your daughter doing what she's doing with that black helicopter?"

"Who says I do?" Roxanne asked, giving Robbie Ray a look, as her mind turned to all the times Sera left to fly Airwolf on one mission or another. "I get nervous whenever Sera takes Airwolf out on a mission. Even with Keith. No matter what happens Sera is still my daughter." Roxanne paused then for a second to take a breath then she added "But there was no choice. Sera was the only person I could trust to fly the lady. String couldn't fly it due to his injuries. Saint John was doing covert work. And only a few pilots could match the skill set to fly Airwolf."

"And Sera matched the skill set?" Robbie Ray asked. Roxanne nodded with a mix of fear and pride as she then added "She could fly before she could crawl." She then answered Robbie Ray's next question before he could even ask it. "No, no word since they landed."

"Nothing on the radio?" Robbie Ray asked showing the fear in his voice a little. It was his daughter that was in danger after all. Roxanne shook her head. "Nothing to worry about. Sometimes teams have had to go in under radio silence. They check in as soon as they can."

"What if they can't?" Roxanne took a deep breath giving a silent answer to Robbie Ray's question. An answer Robbie Ray did not like. "Regardless we hear nothing for the next ten hours a team gets sent in. Michael said they'll get Miley, Sera and their friends out or they'll die trying."

"Very generous of him." Robbie Ray answered with sarcasm not sure Michael could be trusted. He felt Michael played things too secretive for his taste, even though he worked in a world where keeping secrets was a necessity. Roxanne nodded understanding Robbie Ray's feelings, but tried to be reassuring. "Michael had gotten left behind on missions before. He doesn't like putting people through that anguish." Pausing Rozanne added "Even if it means destroying Airwolf."

It was now Robbie Ray's turn to give Roxanne a look as Roxanne then explained, "If Horn were allowed to keep Airwolf, more lives would be lost. Innocent lives." Robbie Ray then nodded as he understood Roxanne's reasoning, and wondered what was this world Roxanne and Sera had drawn Miley and her friends into? This secretive, mysterious, dangerous world. Robbie Ray almost asked that question out loud when the phone nearby rang.

Picking up the phone Roxanne then talked to who was on the other end. When she was finished Roxanne hung up and turned to Robbie Ray sighing. "That was Marella. She said a plane is being prepared as we speak."

"In case we need to do a rescue?" Robbie Ray asked. Roxanne nodded, but silently she added _Or a demolition_

Robbie Ray and Roxanne then turned back to the night sky looking out. They hoped Miley and her friends were safe. They had no idea how wrong they were.

Horn's Complex

Lilly Truscott tossed and turned as slept remembering a series of nightmare images. Images that led her to shoot her best friend.

She remembered fighting, trying to get free only to be knocked out by the thugs holding her, She then woke up from the darkness of unconsciousnesss only to find herself sitting in a room full of darkness. Her eyes open with fear as she found herself strapped to a chair secured by leather bonds. Lilly Truscott tried to work the bonds holding her free, but they were too tight.

"Where am I?" she asked not hiding her fear. "Where's Oliver?"

"It's okay Lilly." A voice said in the distance. A voice that had been Oliver's. A voice that sounded…..wrong. "It will all be over soon."

"What? What did you do to him?" Lilly shouted as she suddenly felt afraid. Afraid for Oliver and for herself. Suddenly another voice filled the room. "Do not be afraid Miss Truscott. You will be serving a great purpose for me. For you will deliver to me the greatest aircraft ever devised, as well as the pilot of it and your best friend."

"Miley? What do you want with her? And what about Sera?"

"You'll know soon enough." The voice said as silence filled the room. Lilly then looked around as the image of a man swirled around her eyes. Ominous voices filled the air repeating themselves. Driving themselves into her brain. A brain already addled by the drugs flowing into her system.

"I am John Bradford Horn."

"Revert to all primal instincts."

"I am John Bradford Horn"

"You owe him. You would do anything for him."

"I am John Bradford Horn."

"Revert to all primal instincts."

"I am John Bradford Horn."

"He saved you. You owe him your life."

"I am John Bradford Horn."

"Revert to all primal instincts."

"I am John Bradford Horn."

"He saved your life you owe him."

"I am John Bradford Horn."

"Revert to all primal instincts."

"I am John Bradford….."

"!"

The scream filled the cell as Lilly Truscott regained consciousness with a shock. For the first time in a day her mind was clear. It wasn't long however before memories overtook her. Memories of what she had done under Horn's control. Especially what she had done to Miley.

Lilly remembered pulling the gun out on her best friend. Lilly was happy to see her but then she fired into Miley's chest killing her. Lilly's mind locked onto the memory in disbelief. How could she do that to her best friend?

How could she kill Miley?

So lost in thought she didn't notice the hands of Jackson taking her into his arms. Rocking her in comfort Jackson needed himself. "I killed….I killed Miley." Lilly said between sobs. "I killed Miley."

"I know." Jackson said. "I don't blame you. I forgive you."

"How? How could I do it?" Lilly asked. "What did they do to me?" Jackson didn't have an answer, but suddenly the door opened and three men pushed in a teenaged boy, who looked like he had come out of the same state that Lilly had been in. No sooner than he was thrown in that the boy, Oliver Oken, huddled himself into a corner lost in his own world.

"Oliver?" Lilly asked. Oliver however could not hear Lilly as he was lost in his own mental world.

"Roxy….I killed Roxy." Oliver said as he hugged his knees closer curling himself into a ball, lost in his own world of horror. A horror that had him hold a gun and kill Miley's bodyguard. A horror brought about by one of the three men watching him and his friends, John Bradford Horn.

Looking the three teens over were Horn along with the two members of Moffet's Airwolf crew Charles Gordon and Mark St. Clair. Flanked by a row of surgeons and guards. Surgeons to make sure the three teens were safe with the administered antidote, the guards for Horn's own protection, in case one of the teens decided to charge him. So far none had.

Also by Horn's side was Jake Ryan. Seeing Jake by Horn's side threw Jackson into a fit of rage as he suddenly lunged towards the boy trying to kill him. Before Jackson could get too close however a butt of a riflefrom one of Horn's guards struck the back of his head sending him down to the ground hard. Gordon found himself chuckling at the sight of Jackson falling amused that he would try to lunge for any one of his captors.

What he found even more amusing was Jackson was lunging for Jake, and not Horn. Gordon thought one of the kids would lunge for Horn because of what was done, or himself as he was taking pleasure and enjoyment out of the pain of the kids. Almost as much as he did with the harem girls in Libya.

As Jackson fell to the ground Lilly immediately went to his side and looked up at the three men before her. The man in the center, Horn,seemed unresponsive to all that was before him. The man on his left, St. Clair, had a look of discomfort about him. The man on Horn's right, Gordon, seemed to smile at the sight before him.

"There is no need for physical violence." Horn said. "You have played the roles demanded of you. And as such you are now released."

"Released?" Lilly asked with newfound anger. "I just killed my best friend and you're letting us go?" Gordon chuckled as he heard Lily speak. "Girl, we ain't letting you go. We just took you off the drugs you was on."

"Drugs that made me kill my best friend." Lilly then let the tears fall down her face as she looked at Jake. "Is that what you did to him too? Twist his mind so that he would betray Miley?"

"A necessary evil to achieve a necessary result." Horn answered. Off to the side Jake looked confused as he saw the sight unfold before him. "John, are they hurt by what they have done?" Gordon then let out an outright laugh as he then added "Wow Horn, that chem you gave these kids really makes them dense."

"I don't understand John." Jake said trying to make sense of what was happening. "You saved them. Why cause them this pain?"

"Because they deserve to know what their efforts had brought." Horn said with a sense of self satisfaction as his mind turned to dreams that seemed within his reach once again. "I now have the means to create my kingdom. And I also have Serafina Hawke, with whom I have family business with." Horn's mention of Sera got Jackson's attention as he knew she was still alive somewhere. "What do you want with Sera?" Jackson then asked

"That is a private matter." Horn said. "And none of your concern. And with Airwolf, I shall finally have the kingdom that had been denied me for so long." Horn then turned to look at Jake and placed a hand on his shoulder. Jake looked at Horn like a loving son to his father. The look in Jake's eyes said he would do anything for Horn.

"You've done well Jake." Horn said smiling at the boy. "Now for your reward." At Horn's nod Gordon then took Jake by surprise as he held the teen back by the arms. "John what….? Jake asked wondering what was happening next.

The answer came in the form of a surgeon by Horn's side who injected Jack with a syringe full of liquid. Upon injection Jake started convulsing and fell to the ground. A seizure overtaking him as he felt his body, mind and soul be torn apart. The body by convulsions, the mind by the flood of memories he was receiving. the sould by the horror of what those memories were.

Memories where Jake Ryan betrayed Miley Stewart. A betrayal that led to her death.

Oliver shook out of his reverie and looked off to the side. He had joined Jackson and Lilly as they moved to go to Jake's side but St. Clair held them back. "Relax it will be over soon." St. Clair said as Jake continued to shake and convulse as the drugs in him were being neutralized.

When Jake stopped shaking a look of distance in Jake's eyes turned into a look of awareness, which was quickly followed by a look of horror as the knowledge of what he had done came at him full force. "Wh….what had I done?" Jake said as a flood of memories came to him. "I told them Miley's secret…..oh god Miley! Miley's dead!" Tears then fell down his face as he said "She's dead! Oh god! I killed her! I helped kill her!"

"It's all right Jake. It's all right." Lilly said holding Jake as he relived the pain he had caused. She then sniffled a bit as she added "Besides you didn't kill her...I did" A rush of fresh tears fell down Lilly's face as she remembered her best friend, holding the gun to her and pulling the trigger. She also remembered the interrogation at the hands of Horn, which led to the shooting of Miley, and the hatred that crossed her face at the sight of him. Of what he had done.

Jackson also looked at the men before him. Hatred crossing his own face as well, as he saw Horn as the one responsible for his sister's 'murder'. "Who are you?" Jackson asked Gordon, not hiding his rage as Gordon continued to smirk. "What do you want with us?"

"We already have what we want." Gordon said smugly. "The black helicopter your cousin and sister arrived in." Pausing he then added. "You see her father took it from us, and we spent years in a Libyan prison until Mr. Horn decided to see us released if we work for him."

"You still haven't answered our first question." Oliver said. "Who are you?"

"We are members of Moffet's original Airwolf crew." Gordon said. "We went with him when Moffett decided to go to Libya. We lived the life of luxury until Stringfellow Hawke came and took Airwolf back." Oliver listened to Gordon's voice as he saw St. Clair off in the corner of his eye. He saw something in St. Clair that Oliver wasn't sure he could believe.

_Regret?_ Oliver asked himself. _Does this other guy regret what happened?_

"And of course Hawke killed Moffett." Horn then added. "But we have Moffett's creation. And with it we shall build our own paradise." Gordon's smirk widened at Horn's words as he walked over to Lilly. Reaching down he took her chin in his hand and smiled as he looked into her eyes. "You know, in some countries it's been said men break in their women young. I wonder how much it will take to break in you."

"You won't get away with this." Lilly said. "Someone will stop you."

"I highly doubt that." Horn said. "Besides, any someone that could have stopped me you children already killed." Upon hearing Horn's words Lilly broke down into tears again. The memory of Miley falling as Lilly pulled the triger flashed through her mind again. The knowledge of what she had done haunting her.

"Miley's dead." Lilly said with tears in her eyes. "I killed her." Jackson and Oliver went to Lilly's side with Jake not far. Each teen felt like a major part of their spirit had been broken. Looking down on them were Horn, Gordon and St. Clair. Horn seemed to be indifferent to the pain of the teens, while Gordon smiled at the sight of them. St. Clair looked on in sorrow as he, Gordon and Horn left. "We have a revolution to begin." Horn said followed by his guards.

When all the guards left one guard looked back at the broken teens. It was Keith Hanson. He cast a glance in their direction for a second before leaving the cell. He thought about fighting out a way for the kids to escape, but they didn't look in any shape to mount a rescue. Plus, there was no sure place for any of them to go. Nowhere for them to escape to. For now all he could do was wait and bide time.

He fumbled the chemical antidote in his guard uniform and found that he wouldn't need it after all, especially as the kids were brought out of their drug induced states by Horn himself, with tragic results. Still he wondered if it couldn't be put to other uses. To taint the drugs Horn used on Lilly, Jackson, Oliver and Jake so Horn couldn't brainwash anybody again. He knew a side effect of the drug was death, but Keith wondered if that may not have been preferable than being a zombie of John Bradford Horn. Despite the risks Keith kept that idea in the back of his mind hoping it wouldn't have to be used.

Silently he offered his prayers to Lilly, Oliver, Jackson and Jake. He hoped they would be fine as what would happen next started to unfold. Then he rejoined the other guards as he followed Horn, Gordon and St. Clair.

Keith quickly rejoined the security party escorting Horn, Gordon and St. Clair to their next destination. As the three men walked on Mark St. Clair noticed the smirk on Gordon's face. "What are you smiling about?" St. Clair asked not certain he wanted the answer, as he feared he already knew it.

"Oh..just some fantasies floating through the mind." Gordon said. "Wondering how much like her father she truly is."

"And hopefully break her as you wonder how much like her mother she is?" Horn asked as they came to the door that was his next destination. Horn then took a look at Gordon before entering and said "You will not indulge in those fantasies...yet. If you do without my permission, you will be sent back to that Libyan prison I broke you out of. Are we clear?"

"Crystal Mr. Horn." St. Clair said as he looked at Gordon, whose mind reflected back to days where he was in the prison from Libya. Having gone from palace luxury to rat infested cells was a horror Gordon didn't want to relive. Gordon bowed his head in understanding but then asked "Will I be able to face her in the air at least?"

"That I might be able to consider." Horn said before adding "When the time is right." And with that Horn opened the door to enter the room holding another prisoner.

A prisoner named Serafina Hawke.

Inside the room Sera sat on a cot looking at the three men that entered. Even though she thought 'men' was a loose term to describe Horn, St. Clair and Gordon. She also caught notice of Keith in the background, but made no attempt to acknowledge him. Keith took that as a sign to keep quiet as Sera kept her gaze on Horn, Gordon and St. Clair as Keith kept quiet.

"Nothing to say Miss Hawke?" Horn asked showing a hint of arrogance in his voice.

"I could say plenty, but I'm sure it's nothing you haven't heard before." Sera then said not hiding her contempt for the three men. "I guess the main question is 'why am I still alive?" Looking at the two men flanked by Horn's side Sera remembered who they were. "Charles Gordon and Mark St. Clair. When did you get back from Libya?"

"I liberated them for...'services rendered.'" Horn explained. Sera immediately caught on to what 'services rendered' meant. "Airwolf?"

"We were members of Moffett's original crew." St. Clair explained. "Information we have would be considered valuable."

"To steal it?" Sera asked. "Or copy it? Or...both?"

"Maybe." Gordon said with a sneer. "Of course Mr. Horn would need a pilot to fly it." Sera caught notice of Gordon's cockiness and then asked "Is that whay I'm kept around? You seek to make me your new pilot so you can have Airwolf give you your island nation?" Her question directed at Horn, as was her gaze as she stared a hole into him. "Like you tried to do with dad?"

At the mention of Sera's father Gordon then let out a chuckle. "You know? I heard about String and how Horn got to him. I never thought he'd crack so easily. Guess he wasn't much of a real man." Sera's focus then switched from Horn to Gordon, and it took every ounce of will power to keep her from striking him. Especially as she would have had to fight the guards with them. Even with Keith's help. Seeing Keith shake his head in the background slightly Sera decided to reign in striking Gordon...for the moment.

"You may be a 'man' but only by genetics and a technicality." Sera said as she glared at Gordon. She then scanned the three men before her as she then added "In the ways that truly matter none of you are 'men'. Let alone 'real men'."

"I'm more of a man than you sweet heart." Gordon snickered running his fingers down Sera's cheek, which she shook away. "And I've got the chromosomes to prove it." Sera heard Gordon's words and followed up with "So did dad. And from what he told me as a kid when he came to Libya he made sure your swim trunks were, how should I put this...wetter than they were when you went in?" Gordon's smile then faded after the last remark and slapped Sera across the face, sending her back down onto the cot.

"Maybe I won't face you in the air." Gordon said offended by Sera's words. Sera remembered from Gordon's Firm dossier that he had an arrogance bordering on the belief that he was God's gift to everything. Gordon then gave Sera a glare of his own as he said "Maybe I'll hunt you down like a fox on a fox hunt. Airwolf's weapons trained on you." Sera heard Gordon's words and glared at Gordon. Gordon returned the glare only to fold at the intensity of Sera's gaze.

Immediately Horn raised his hand and said his peace. "As much as I would find this witty banter entertaining, I think we should postpone any thoughts of fox hunting for the moment. We have other matters to consider."

An eerie silence then filled the room as Horn looked at Sera and smiled. "You have your father's eyes." Sera asked "Your point being?" confused by the statement.

"I'm just wondering if you have your father's spirit as well. A spirit I had broken." Sera gave a slight smirk as he looked at Horn. "You may have broken dad years ago with your drugs, but he put himself together enough to blow your plans out of the water."

"Plans that only received temporary setbacks." Horn said. "This time I will succeed. Not only for myself, but my grandson Peter." The admission of a grandson got a look of surprise from Sera. "Grandson? You allowed Angelica to breed?"

"Years ago." Horn said with a smile. A smile that faded as if his moment of joy was laced in with a moment of tragedy. "Regretably Angelica died during the childbirth, but that was of no matter. I have my male heir, and he carries on the Horn name."

"Not to mention he's a genuine bastard to boot." Sera replied. "So who was the unlucky bastard to call Peter his son?" In the background Sera noticed Gordon laughing and St. Clair bowing his head. Even Horn had a look of amusement on his face as Sera wondered what joke she wasn't getting. Horn was only too happy to give the answer.

"Stringfellow Hawke."

Sera could not believe what she had heard. Even as Horn explained it again. "Peter is the son of my daughter….and your father." Sera was shocked for a few seconds then knew how such a thing could happen, and how logical it all seemed in a Horn twisted way. "This was when you drugged dad right? Angelica seduced him and in his drug induced state got her pregnant right?"

"You make it sound so Machiavellian." Horn said. Sera gave a slight smile and said "I call it as I see it. You must have wanted a male heir so badly. Just as you are looking for a female for him to breed your next 'heir' am I right? I mean why else would you want me to bring Miley?"

Horn looked at Sera confused, or seemed to be confused. "What are you insinuating?" Sera then dropped the bombshell.

"You know as well as I do." Sera said with a smile. "Miley's not dead."

The first thing Miley Stewart became aware of was satin sheets on her cheek. Then awareness flashed through her mind as she remembered her best friend shooting her, and the world going dark. The memory of Lilly shooting her caused Miley to bolt awake with an "AAAAHHHHHH!".

Once she was over the shock of being shot and waking up Miley found herself in a massive bedroom, heavily decorated. Silk draperies adorning an Ethan Allen bed. Silk sheets covering her bare skin. _Bare skin?_ Miley thought as she looked down at herself finding herself wearing nothng but her underwear. Her flight suit gone from her body causing her to wrap the sheet on the bed around her. Off to the side a door opened and someone whome Miley thought was an aide to Horn walked in.

"Ah Miss Stewart. You are awake. Should you not wish to get dressed?" the aide asked taking immediate notice of Miley. The aide was slender, dressed in a red buisness suit, and carried on like she was a servant her whole life. Miley watched as the woman walked to what looked like a huge walk in closet and opened the doors revealing a huge assortment of dresses. Miley looked on stunned at the dresses before her before realizing she was using a sheet to cover her body.

"Where...where am I?" Miley asked scared for where she was. The room she was in did not look like it belonged in an underground complex.

"A sublevel of Mr. Horn's complex." the aide said. Miley still had some confusion as she then asked "What does Mr. Horn want with me? I thought I was supposed to be dead."

"It is not Mr. Horn that has plans for you Miss Stewart." the aide explained. "But rather his grandson. Young Master Horn." Miley was soon wide eyed. "Young Master Horn?"

"Yes, Master Peter Horn." the aide said. "He has invited you to dinner along with your friend Mikayla." Miley rolled her eyes at the word 'friend' as Mikayla was described. Mikayla was hardly what Miley would have considered a friend. Immediately her mind flashed to her real friends Lilly and Oliver, and the memory of Lilly shooting her. But before Miley could ask about Lilly the aide spoke again.

"Master Horn is waiting for you Miss Stewart. Should you not be getting dressed?" Miley then looked at the row of dresses next to her, looked at the sheet covering her semi naked body, then back to the aide. "Where's my flight suit?"

"That is being disposed of." the aide said. "Master Horn said a young woman of such elegance as you should not be dressed in such an outfit." Miley glared at the aide and said "I want my flight suit."

"But Miss Stewart. The bullet holes in it. Surely you would prefer one of our most decorative garments here." The aide motioned towards several elegant dreses that looked like they could be made for a queen, or a lady. Miley shook her head no. She wasn't wearing any of those.

"I said I want my flight suit." Miley said with determination. "Bullet holes and all." The aide just nodded as she realized Miley made her decision. "Very well." the aide said as she motioned to a foot locker at the foot of the bed. Miley moved to where the aide stood as she opened the foot locker. Miley looked inside and saw her Airwolf flight suit. It was still in good condition despite the three punctures in the chest where Lilly shot her. Immediately Miley's mind turned to her best friend, as she wondered how Lilly could have shot her.

"Where's Lilly?" Miley then asked. "Why did she shoot me?" The aide turned to Miley and then said "It is not uncommon for Mr. Horn to be...forceful in his persuasion of others to do what he wants." Miley then understood what the aide had meant. Horn had brainwashed Lilly, as well as Oliver, Jake and Jackson most likely. The next thing the aide had done was escort Miley to the door, where an armed guard was waiting. "Mr. Horn is waiting for you Miss Stewart."

Miley had a feeling that the guard wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer, so she allowed herself to be escorted to where she was...requested. On the way they passed a hospital room where Roxy was being tended to...and restrained. She had had to force herself not to go to Roxy's side but she had heard that the tranquilizers were due to wear off soon, and that Horn requested that she be placed under treatment soon. Miley then realized Roxy had been shot with tranquilizers as well and that she was about to undergo the brainwashing of Horn as well.

Before she could hear anything else Miley was forcibly moved forward by the guard to a door where Mikayla was being escorted by a second guard wearing an elegant dress. "Miley?" Mikayla asked taking in the sight of Miley in a flight suit as compared to the dress she wore.

"Mikayla?" Miley asked taking in the sight of Mikayla dressed in an elegant ball gown with the midriff showing. _I guess Mikayla took Horn's offer._ Miley thought as the aide opened the door off to the side. "Mr. Horn is waiting for you."

"Swell." Miley said as she and Mikayla were escorted inside. If one could call being 'escorted' as being forced into a dining room at gunpoint, and Miley saying "Don't push." as she was shoved forward with the gun. Once the girls were inside the door was closed and both girls were taking in the most elegant dining room they had ever seen.

The walls were adorned with a gold trim giving a sense of royalty. Portraits adorned the wall with a chandelier that could rival royal families hanging overhead. At the end of the dining room table was a young boy of about 17. Dark brown hair with broad shoulders and well built body that reminded of a movie star. Miley looked at the boy and realized that he was the boy that stood outside to greet her, Sera and Roxy before...

Before Miley got shot.

"You're not Horn." Miley said.

"No, I am his grandson Peter." the young man said as Miley and Mikayla were escorted in. Both motioned to chairs on opposite sides of the table. Miley then asked "Where's Lilly? What did you do to her?"

"Do not fear for your friends. They are safe." Peter said. Miley still pointed out "But Lilly shot me."

"The gun was loaded with tranquilizers Miss Stewart. All you are left with was a headache. Although I do wonder why you're not in one of the dresses I provided for you." Miley responded to Peter's statement by saying "The dresses did not look like they'd be considered age appropriate by the media. Besides who knows where they've been?"

"Still a dress would be better than that flight suit you're wearing." Peter said looking Miley over like an object to possess. Miley glared at Peter and said "I'd rather wear a sheet than anything you had to offer. As a matter of fact I did when your aide walked in."

"A sheet? What would your mother think?" Peter asked with fake astonishment. Miley bristled at Peter's words and said back "At least it wasn't stolen. Although the paparazzi would have a field day."

"Yes, such narrow thinking of such people to reflect the narrow mindedness of others." Peter continued. "Promoting fear in order to maintain order. Order that is desperately needed in today's world." Mikayla tried to summon up the courage to enter the conversation and summon up a retort. While it took some effort she was able to come up with a reply.

"Order that your grandfather will bring?" Mikayla asked. Peter smiled at Mikayla's remark. "Beauty and brains. I like that. Something both of you possess. Please sit." Peter then motioned for Miley and Mikayla to sit in the chairs provided for them at the dining room table. The guards with guns were added incentive for the girls to sit. Once seated they saw the food prepared for them. Food neither girl saw in their pop careers. Turkey, lobster, champaign, caviar, just to name a few things present _Even Tracy never went this all out._ Miley thought.

"Where did all this come from?" Miley asked. Peter said "My grandfather is well connected."

"I'm sure he is. But he question still stands, 'where did this come from?'" Miley asked again. She then asked "Was it stolen?" This got a look from Peter and Mikayla...followed by a smile from Peter.

"My grandfather believed in the right of conquest." Peter said. "If something had been allowed to be taken then the person it was taken from didn't deserve it." Mikayla asked "Like 'finders keepers'?" she asked as a server served her with lobster, dinner rolls and a glass of champaign. Another server served Miley, but she didn't touch the food prepared for her. Especially if it was believed to be taken from someone.

"Exactly Mikayla. The predator and the prey. The predator devours, the prey is devoured. Law of the jungle. Simple as that." Miley looked at Peter wondering what kool aid he was drinking, and if any of it was in the food before her. Food Mikayla was digging into. Seeing Miley's look she said "What? I'm hungry."

"This food was taken from people that didn't deserve to have it taken from them." Miley said. Peter then said "You don't know that. Perhaps they did deserve it from your standards Miss Stewart. Perhaps this came from other so-called 'criminals'. 'Criminals' that, by your standards, deserved to have it taken."

"Then why not give it to the poor?" Miley asked. "Why not help others less fortunate rather than keep it for yourself? Or your grandfather?"

"Again, we go back to the law of the jungle." Peter said. "The less fortunate are not people of strength if they need a handout. If they have failed in life, they deserve their standing unless they have conquered." Miley looked away from Peter wondering if the kid wasn't cuokoo. Or if Horn had made him that way.

Peter then decided the time for ethical debates was over. "I suppose you wonder why you are here." Miley looked at Mikayla and vice versa then both looked at Peter nodding. Peter then spoke about his granfather's plans. "There is an island nation that my grandfather wishes to secure. A nation in the Costa region formerly occupied by a military general. Grandafther wishes to take it over and claim it as his own personal kingdom."

"An invasion?" Mikayla asked. "Isn't that illegal?"

"Unethical...to some perhaps. But then my grandfather never cared about the legalities of lesser individuals." Peter said. "Of course." Miley said rolling her eyes at Peter's statement. "John Bradford Horn is above everybody. He's 'God' on high." Looking over to Peter Miley then said "Except for one problem...the title of 'God' is already taken."

"Maybe 'God' is a bit of a stretch." Peter said. "After all, the titans were said to be superior to the Greek gods. But for now, my grandfather will settle for being a king of his own island nation."

"Why not? He's already king of his own little world." Mikayla said. Miley smiled at Mikayla for a minute glad to hear her fire her own burn towards Horn. Peter however said nothing as he seemed to admire the spirit of the girls before him. Miley then asked "So what will you be? Prince of fantasyland?"

"Like all heirs I will be a king someday, after grandfather passes." Peter said. "With the kingdom of Costa Luna as his gift to me. Sure it may have a queen ruling it now, but she is just a child. When I become king I seek a different kind of girl at my side." Looking at Miley and Mikayla he then said a line that sent chills down both girls' spines.

"Like all kings I need a queen. I've decided it will be one of you."

The clattering of both girls' silverware hitting their plates filled the dining room.

Meanwhile, at the outer perimeter of Horn's complex a fleet of helicopters led by a Silver Bell helicopter were making their way to their target. Inside the Silver Bell, D.G. Bogard sat in the cockpit surveying the gunships he had in his arsenal. All of them Hughes 500 choppers with rocket pods and mini gatling guns. In each of the passenger compartments were ground pounding soldiers ready to storm Horn's complex in order to take Airwolf.

Bogard was pleased at the forces he had accquired. Soldiers with a take no prisoners attitude. Weaponry that could level a small army. He could feel victory in his grasp. Airwolf would be his, and John Bradford Horn would just be an added bonus.

"All units form up." Bogard said. "V formation with my chopper taking the lead." The Hughes choppers obeyed Bogard's command and took the form of a flying V. The co-pilot told Bogard that they were approaching Horn's complex. "Ready weapons." Bogard said. All the choppers obeyed.

Already Bogard was imagining his stock rising in the intelligence community. He was like the hare who celebrated early in his race against the tortoise.

And if Horn would have his way Bogard would face a similar fate...and lose...badly.

In the command bunker a team of technicians were monitoring the outer perimeter. One radar operator was monitoring the approaching Hughes choppers led by Bogard's Bell. The lead technician nodded as if expecting the attack force to come. Reaching for a phone the technician placed a call.

"Get me Mr. Horn." The technician said. "Bogard is arrivng...as expected."

Sera held her gaze at Horn as he smiled. "You are correct Miss Hawke. Your cousin Miley Stewart is not dead. Nor is her friend Mikayla."

"Where are they?" Sera then asked. Horn answered Sera's question. "Being entertained by my grandson, and your half-brother. He seeks to pick one of them to be the one at his side. A prince with his princess."

"I guess that makes Miley your kissin' cousin." Gordon said laughing. Sera glared at Gordon and Horn saying "If he's been brought up by you he's no brother of mine." Before Horn could answer his phone rang in which he immediately took the call. After a few seconds he hung the phone up he looked at Sera and said "I'm afraid I have other matters to attend to. We shall continue this discussion another time." Horn then got up to leave followed by his guards with Gordon and St. Clair bringing up the rear. Gordon then stopped as he then turned to look at Sera, smiling as his mind thought of all the 'fun' he could have with her.

"Chuck leave it alone." St. Clair said coming back followed by one guard. "This isn't like the Libya harems you were in where they fed you grapes as you played around." Gordon looked at St. Clair amused at his choice of words then back at Sera saying "You're right. She isn't like those girls." He then paused and added with an evil smile that reminded Sera of Moffet in the pictures she had seen of him. "But I'm going to have fun making her into one of those girls...for nights on end."

"And if you don't will you torture me out in the desert like Moffet did those women in White Sands?" Sera asked. "Like he did Angela and Gabrielle in Libya?" Gordon heard Sera mention the last two names and gave a lop sided smile as he said "Moffet had a way with women, what can I say?"

"I guess Moffet taught you well huh Gordon?" Sera said with distain. "You seem to enjoy torturing women as he did." Her gaze then turned to St. Clair and her look turned into one of sadness. "But you, I feel sorry for you." St, Clair looked at Sera and wondered what she mean. "Sorry for me?"

Sera nodded. "I read your review years ago. Distinguished record. Commendations, citations, Air Force Silver Star. And you threw it all away for Moffet and his sick fantasies? Sold out your country for a trip to paradise?"

"I didn't mean for that to happen. I was just along for the ride." St. Clair said. Sera gave St. Clair a look that said 'Really?' She then followed up by saying "That may work for Becky Thatcher in the Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn, but this is the real world. That excuse doesn't wash."

"All right how about this one? Moffet would have killed me if I left." Sera listened to St. Clair's words and accepted that explanation. "That I can see. Too bad the people at Red Star and that American destroyer years back couldn't see how much your life mattered more than theirs."

"I didn't know Moffet was going to do that." St. Clair said as if pleading. "By the time he did do it it was too late. I couldn't stop him, and he would have killed me." Gordon laughed as he heard St. Clair's words. "Spineless then. Spineless now. I guess you can see why else Moffet would have picked him. Big on brains, but no backbone."

Now Sera really felt sorry for Mark St. Clair. He looked like a nerd in the company of bullies. Maybe that was who he was all along.

"Now if you'll excuse us, we have a chopper to look over, after we see who all is coming." Gordon said. "I want to see what all your dear old daddy did to Airwolf when I last saw her." Gordon then turned to leave followed by St. Clair and the last guard, who turned to give Sera a quick look. Sera's eyes fell on that last guard as she shared a look with him,knowing who he was. It was Keith.

Keith looked at Sera's gaze and nodded as if they had a silent communication. He knew what to do next.

Horn quickly entered the control bunker where a technician immediately briefed him on what was happening. The technician then showed Horn a monitor image of just what was approaching his complex-D.G. Bogard and his fleet of Hughes choppers. Gordon and St. Clair watched Horn looked at the view screen that had shown the approaching choppers...and gave an amused smile.

"So the competition has come to claim the prize." Horn said. Gordon spoke up saying "Let me go out there. I can show Bogard what we're capable of. And you don't have to commit everyone you have." Horn considered Gordon's words and then dismissed them as he had his own plan.

"Fortunately we do not have to release our hands as of yet." Horn said as he walked towards a console before him. "Our informant already took care of that." Gordon and St. Clair wondered what Horn meant as he lifted up a glass box that covered a red button. Taking another look at the approaching chopper he envisioned what was about to happen to the invading force coming his way.

"And the gods are defeated by the titans." Horn said as he pressed the button on the panel. He then looked to the screen to watch the fireworks happen.

In his Silver Bell chopper Bogard felt a sense of invincibility about him. He was leading an attack force with the intent to not only bring down one of the most evil men on the planet, but he also was about to retrieve the greatest warcraft ever built, or devised, by man. He felt invincible, and that the victory that he sought for so long would be within his grasp.

"All wings continue to form on me." Bogard ordered to his helicopter force. "We play this right we get Horn, and Airwolf will be ours. Maintain radio silence until we reach the perimeter then begin the attack." All the pilots obeyed Bogard's instruction unaware of the bombs counting down in their choppers. Bombs counting down...three...two...one... 'zero'.

Suddenly the sky lit up with multiple shows of exploding flame and metal, each one a helicopter from Bogard's attack force. Bogard turned to watch his Hughes attack force all explode around him. One by one choppers exploded with the pilots having no time to scream as their helicopters exploded around them, and their wreckage fall to the ground.

Bogard watched as his forces fell all around him. Shock and surprise crossed his face as one by one his helicopter force exploded as choppers fell from the sky and burned like twists of blazing metal. The men under his command...dead. Their lives snuffed out like a candle on the wick in a split second. Bogard was speechless, not to mention horrified, as he saw his force be decimated...by nothing.

His mind raced with questions about what was responsible for the loss of his men, bombs, but how could Horn have gotten to his men in his organization? D.G. Bogard had no time to answer his question as he heard another explosion...from his own helicopter.

Lights, sirens and indicators all flashed and glared throughout the chopper as the pilot struggled to get the out of control chopper down. All the while the helicopter fought attempts to maintain control making it a struggle for the pilot to land the Silver Bell. However the pilot had enough skill to set the chopper down. Once the chopper was down Bogard wasted no time getting out of his flight harness to get out of the helicopter leaving the pilot behind as he tried to get out of his harness as well. "Mr. Bogard! Mr. Bogard!" the pilot called out as he needed help to get out of his jammed harness.

Unlike Bogard, who made tracks from the chopper quickly putting his own safety above the pilot's, the pilot didn't have enough time to escape.

The Silver Bell helicopter that was D.G. Bogard's lead craft in the mission to capture Airwolf and Horn exploded in a white hot ball of flame. The pilot inside died immediately as the chopper burned around him. And while Bogard ran to escape the helicopter's destruction, he didn't run far enough. The shockwave threw him down to the ground face first into the dirt.

For a while D.G. Bogard wondered how it all happened. The destruction of his forces, the crashing of his helicopter, the deaths of his men. He had no time to ask further as he saw three pairs of boots before him. Looking up were three men with semi automatic rifles trained on him.

"Mr. Bogard." A guard said flanked by two other armed soldiers. "Mr. Horn would like to speak to you."

Suffice to say D.G. Bogard no longer felt invincible.

Inside the control room Horn looked at the attack force that exploded before him. A smile crossed his face as he held a small device in his hand. A device with two buttons on it.

A device that was a detonator. One button was for Bogard's Silver Bell. The other was for Bogard's force of Hughes choppers. It amused Horn that he held the power of life and death for Bogard's forces in the palm of his hand. And like any one who considered themself God, Horn exercised that power.

The radio then crackled on as Horn listened to a call from the three guards that met Bogard. They had said that Bogard was their prisoner. Horn got on the radio and said "Bring him here. I wish to speak to him." The guards acknowledged Horn's order and said they'd be back at the complex within the hour.

Horn then turned to leave the control room, following the lead of Gordon and St. Clair who had left earlier. "Let me know if there is any further interuption." Horn ordered "I will be talking with Mr. Bogard when he arrives."

He then turned to leave, awaiting Bogard's arrival

Inside the hangar Gordon spent much time looking over Airwolf. Every angle, every curve. As he looked the super chopper over a smile crossed his face as if he was a boy who got his favorite present on Christmas morning. One of them anyway.

"Looks like String took good care of her." Gordon said as he felt the skin of Airwolf. "Good. I can get reaquainted with Airwolf like I will get acquainted with Hawke's daughter." St. Clair's eyes went wide as he heard Gordon's words. "What are you going to do Chuck? Take her to the mountains, rape and torture her like Moffet did to so many women? And she's still a kid damn it. You going to have one of Moffet's 'night of passions' with a teenage girl?"

"Well, a night of passion may not be the ONLY thing I want with her." Gordon sneered as he heard St. Clair's words. "I also want to see how good she is flying. And if she's anything like her dad..." St. Clair's eyes went wide with horror as he thought of what Gordon was going to do. "You'd rape her then kill her in a dogfight? Who do you think you are, Moffet Junior?"

"Listen Mark." Gordon said. "We spent years in a Libyan prison because Hawke took Airwolf back and killed the only man who could have recreated her. Moffet could have killed us, but he didn't. He took us out of the government's thumb to where we were treated like royalty. And when Hawke killed him...well, years in a Libyan prison makes one take almost any handout offered. If it wasn't Horn's it would have been someone else's. Either way, we got out." Pausing Gordon added "But if it wasn't for your engineering knowledge of Airwolf I'd have left you in that prison." St. Clair looked at Gordon horrified at the words coming from his mouth. What was Gordon turning into? What was Horn letting him become?

"I waited for years to get a chance at Hawke." Gordon continued. Looking at St. Clair dead in the eye Gordon added "And if I can't take out my frustrations on him I'll take them out on his daughter. Then I'll show her who truly was the better pilot when she is blasted out of the sky." St. Clair looked at Gordon horrified. Clearly the pilot was as insane as Moffet once was...or close to it. "What are you going to face her in? One of Horn's Hughes choppers?"

"Maybe." Gordon said with a smile. "Or maybe not." With that Gordon walked away leaving St. Clair to consider Gordon's words. Was Horn working on something else? Something that could increase Horn's personal power? And what would Horn do with that power?

St. Clair's mind filled with horror as he thought of John Bradford Horn with more power. The man scared him as much as Moffet had. In some cases St. Clair was more afraid of Horn than he had ever been of Moffet. And with Charles Gordon entertaining thoughts like Moffet had while in Libya...and years before in White Sands on Project:Proteus...

Mark St. Clair felt he had to get out of the hangar. He wished he could get away from Gordon and Horn, as well as the influence of Moffet, but he felt he could never run far enough to get away from anything he was afraid of. As St. Clair continued to walk he rounded a corner he felt a pair of hands grab him. One hand pressed firmly against St. Clair's mouth.

Hands that belonged to Keith Hanson.

"We can do this quietly can we?" Keith asked St. Clair as Keith kept his hand over St. Clair's mouth. St. Clair nodded at Keith's request and then said "I thought so." before releasing him so he could speak to the former flight engineer. St. Clair looked at Keith wondering who he was and how he had gotten into Horn's complex.

St. Clair then realized the second answer, the stranger had stowed away on Airwolf. The answer to the first question came as a question. "You're a friend of the Hawke girl?" he asked. Keith nodded an affirmative.

"And of that other girl, Miley Stewart, and her family...and friends." Keith let a hard bite escape his words as he remembered seeing Lilly Truscott gun down her best friend. Even though the gun was loaded with tranquilizers Keith was revolted by the sight of what Horn made a teenage girl do, and the process he used to make it happen. St. Clair briefly wondered what Miley and her friends had to do with him. Keith wasted no time in explaining.

"I know where Sera is." Keith said. "And we're ready to get out of here, but we're not leaving without Miley and her friends. Where are they?"

"I can't tell you." St. Clair said. "They'll kill me if I do." For a moment Keith wondered if he should say "I'll kill you if you don't." But then he realized such a threat would be futile.

Mark St. Clair was already dead. Walking dead. He had been that way for years. Ever since Moffet had taken Airwolf to Libya all those years ago. Keith had heard the description applied to people before, but he saw it first hand in Mark St. Clair. His body drew breath. He ate and slept like anyone else.

But Mark St. Clair had no spirit. It had all been taken away as he was surrounded by people like Moffet, Gordon, and Horn. Ruthless people that commanded more fear than respect. And Mark St. Clair clearly knew fear.

"Killing you would be a mercy." Keith said. "I heard Sera tell of your military record. I too wondered what happened to that man of distinguished service. What happened to him that allowed him to die and be replaced by a scared, timid man." But then Keith knew the answer "Moffet?"

Mark St. Clair nodded sadly, as if confessing a great shame. "Being around him made one afraid. Everyone knew what kind of man he was, but he was also a genius. And that genius..."

"...made him indispensible. Until Libya." Keith said remembering Stringfellow Hawke's retieval of Airwolf years ago. "But Moffet's dead now. You need not fear him."

"Doesn't matter." St. Clair said sadly. "There's Chuck...and Horn. Chuck I've known for years, and if it wasn't for Horn we'd still be in that Libyan prison." Keith looked at St. Clair again and said "So when one fearmonger dies you're willing to let another take his place?" The words Keith used caused St. Clair to look up stunned. "It's not that simple."

"Yes it is." Keith said. "You've lived in fear for so long you've forgotten what it was like to live. To believe in something other than youself. To care about people that can become friends and family. You've gone from one fearmonger to the next, not knowing anything else." Keith paused before adding "And forgetting the brilliant, distinguished soldier you once were." St. Clair nodded knowing Keith's words to be true. It was then that Keith said something else that gave him a glimmer of hope inside himself.

"You got a choice here and now Mark St. Clair." Keith said. "You can either keep being a spineless coward going from one bully to the next, or you can help me get Sera and her friends out. Maybe even find some redemption out of the deal." Pausing for a moment Keith then asked "So what's it going to be?"

Looking up at Keith Mark St. Clair asked "What do you need?"

To his credit D.G. Bogard showed no signs of being intimidated. Not even by the size of Horn's operation and all the people he had in his employ. Mercenaries, interrogation specialists, scientists, buisness executives. There was no field that John Bradford Horn apparently did not have an interest in. Bogard then realized the intelligence community was one of those fields Horn had an apparent interest in.

Or rather, one interest in particular-D.G. Bogard. As quickly as Bogard thought Horn's interest was in him Bogard dismissed it. He knew what Horn really wanted. What Horn was DEFINITELY interested in.

Airwolf.

D.G. Bogard was escorted through corridors of Horn's forces when he was hearded into a waiting room where he sat. He expected Horn to come in through the door ready to confront him. He didn't have long to wait as Horn entered flanked by two security guards whom Horn instructed to remain outside. The guards obeyed Horn's instructions leaving Horn with Bogard.

Both men locked eyes with one another with Bogard speaking first. "I'd ask how you stopped my forces, but I think the answer is obvious. A spy." Horn nodded as he said "I keep track of anyone who may have an interest in Airwolf."

"Because you want it for yourself?" Bogard asked. "So you can conquer that island nation you've wanted for years?" Horn was silent for a few seconds then said. "Should Airwolf not be in service of a nation? In your own file you said, and I quote, 'Airwolf is a weapon too dangerous to be left in unenlightened hands'."

"And yours are enlightened?" Bogard asked with sarcasm. Horn then asked "What would your definition be?"

"Those that represent America and the defence of its people. No matter what price has to be paid." Horn looked annoyed by Bogard's words and said "America denied me my most fundamental rights. The pursuit of happiness and the right to better myself."

"At the expense of those not fortunate?" Bogard asked. "No Horn. You're just as much a threat to America as Stringfellow Hawke was for not turning over Airwolf when I told him to years ago. I dealt with him the same way I will deal with you when I get the chance." Horn listened to Bogard's words and felt moved by them.

"I admire your tenacity." Horn said. "Perhaps there is a place for you in my organization after all." Bogard then looked Horn in the eye and asked "As what? A brainwashed puppet?"

"Not if you willingly agree." Horn said. "Regardless I have ways of getting what I want. And I never stop until I do. I have Airwolf in my possession after all."

"You don't deserve her." Bogard said. "She should be defending our borders. Destroying America's enemies. Bringing order to this country."

"What order is that?" Horn then asked. "All throughout the news you hear people saying how evil everyone is. One group blames another while another blames a different group for the same problem. There is no structure. No order. On my nation there will be order. Mine."

"And what gives you the right to play God with people's lives?" Bogard asked. "To tell them how to live?" Horn dismissed Bogard's attitude, but answered his question. "If it's not me it would be someone else. Only I will accomplish this goal...with Airwolf."

"Not if I destroy it first."Bogard then said as if daring Horn. Bogard then pressed his case further. "All it would take is two seconds and one gun. One bullet up the mid air refuling intake and Airwolf goes sky high." Horn then countered with "Then you would lose Airwolf."

"You wouldn't get it either." Bogard countered. "And if I die at least I remove a threat to national security. You."

"Not unless you join me." Horn said. "And I wouldn't blame you for not joining either. But I want your decision to be a willing one. Like I said I admire your tenacity and determination. I could use that in my organization." Bogard responded with "Like I said..."

"...and you would get Airwolf as well." Horn said. He then brought forth a suitcase full of money and placed it before Bogard. Once opened he allowed Bogard to see it before closing it. Horn then said "More money than you know what to do with. A new place to call home, and you get Airwolf." Getting up Horn said "I'd think about it Mr. Bogard. Chances like this don't happen often."

With that Horn left the interrogation room leaving Bogard alone. He listened to Horn's proposal...

...and found he had much to consider.

Miley and Mikayla sat at the dinner table staring at the food before them, and their 'host' in Peter Horn. Food both girls had not even touched, as they weren't sure where it came from. Or more to the point where Horn had it stolen from. Peter looked at both girls as they sat in their chairs not eating.

"You sure you won't eat?" Peter asked. "This meal was prepared by the finest chefs in the world. On fine China prepared for royalty." Miley and Mikayla shared a look and brought their plates up off the table...

...and let them fall to the ground with a crash. Neither girl saying another word. "I think Miley agrees with me that I can't enjoy a meal if I'm nauseated by the company I'm with." Miley looked at Mikayla and seemed to have a new respect for her. Looking at Peter she nodded her agreement with Mikayla's words.

Peter looked saddened by Miley and Mikayla's attitude, yet he admired their spirit as well. "You both remind me of a filliy that an...associate of my grandfather owned. He described them as 'beautiful, spirited, free and wild'. He also said it took him two weeks to break her, and he enjoyed every minute of it."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Miley asked scared by what Peter had meant, yet trying her best to hide her fear. "You going to try and break us if we don't stay with you?" Before Peter could answer Miley's question Gordon had entered. Peter looked up at the entering pilot and asked "What brings you here Mr. Gordon?"

"Sorry to interrupt you." Gordon said as he gave a smirk and sneer in Miley and Mikayla's direction, not hiding his lustful thoughts. "But your grandfather wanted you kept informed of any important affairs that might have concerned you. Especially involving your lady friends and one of their...associates." Miley and Mikayla wondered what 'associate' they meant.

_Daddy didn't try to get us out yet did he?_ Miley asked herself. She then shook her head no. She hadn't sent the distress signal yet, and twelve hours hadn't passed. She wished they would though. She couldn't stand Peter looking at her with strange fantasies of power. And she was more than scared Gordon would act on his.

"Which associate do you mean?" Peter asked. Gordon answered "D.G. Bogard." Peter considered the words and looked in Mikayla's direction. "The one who recruited you to find out about Hannah Montana's pilot? All so he could get Airwolf?"

"I never heard of him." Mikayla said trying to lie, keeping a straight face the whole time. Peter just smirked as he saw through Mikayla's attempt at deception. He found himself admiring her attempt, futile as it was.

"Horn is about to give Bogard an interrogation." Gordon said. "Unless he decides to accept your grandfather's offer. Either way this may lead to...other possibilities becoming open." Peter smiled as he heard Gordon's words. He knew what 'possibilities' Gordon had referred to. Access to government offices, and files. Files that could lead to the collapse of the American infrastructure if Horn so wished a collapse to happen.

And Horn had considered such a collapse, as a means of revenge and acquiring power. Peter knew that, and thought of the interrogation that would surely follow. He then looked at Miley and Mikayla and smiled as he thought of the two girls subjected to Horn's interrogations. Interrogations that have been known to break the strongest wills.

"Perhaps there are other possibilities that can be considered here as well." Peter said as he looked at Miley. Gordon noticed the look in Peter's eyes and knew what the younger Horn was thinking. He also saw the look in Miley's eyes and noticed the stark terror in them.

"Does this mean I get the 'sloppy seconds'?" Gordon asked looking at Mikayla lustingly. "Then again with a girl like this, I doubt the seconds would be all that sloppy." Like Miley Mikayla felt the same terror run through her body, especially with the thought of an old man having his way with her...and herself brainwashed into letting it happen. Her mouth opened in horror at the thought of being turned into a brainwashed sex slave for a depraved monster of a man.

Suddenly a look flashed across Peter's face. A look that seemed to reflect a reconsideration of thoughts. "You know what Mr. Gordon?" Peter asked. "Why don't you take Miss Mikayla to your room. 'Entertain' her if you will. I will stay with Miss Stewart here. Continue to...court her if you will." Miley looked at Peter and asked "So I guess you made your choice then?" Miley asked.

Peter nodded. "For some reason your spirit appeals more to me than Mikayla's does. I wish it to complement my own, unless I have to break it of course." Looking at Gordon Peter said "Enjoy your night." as Gordon took a panicked Mikayla away from the dining room. Her eyes looked at Miley's as if calling for help. A call Miley promised she would answer...somehow.

As Peter looked at Gordon dragging Mikayla away Miley reached down to the cuff of her flight suit and activated a button on the cuff. The cuff sent out a signal that she hoped would get to Knightsbridge...and her father.

And if her father saw Peter Horn and Charles Gordon after what they sought to do to her and Mikayla...well she knew Robbie Ray Stewart to be VERY protective of her daughter.

Once Mikayla and Gordon were out of sight Peter then asked "Where were we?"

Back at Knightsbridge Robbie Ray and Roxanne felt their worry build as they continued to wait for Miley or Sera to call or send a signal. Their worry was so great Robbie Ray was ready to walk out the door, pick the first few agents he could find, and march onto Horn's complex immediately. Roxanne asked him to wait saying "They will call. Have faith."

"I'm having a hard time doing that right now." Robbie Ray said. Roxanne nodded and said "The waiting will be over soon. I promise." Sighing Robbie Ray sat back down as he continued to wait, and worry, about his daughter, son, and their friends.

They would have to wait no longer as Marella entered the room. "We got a signal." Marella said. "Miley and Sera are in trouble." Roxanne asked "Is a rescue team being assembled?"

"We've got a team on standby." Marella answered. "We'll be leaving within the hour." Robbie Ray then spoke up as he stood and said "Not without me."

Marella held her hands up and shook her head no at the idea of Robbie Ray going on the rescue team. "Mr. Stewart I have to ask you to stay behind on this mission. You are not a trained agent. You might hamper the rescue if you accompany the team." Robbie Ray listened but would have none of what Marella was saying.

"That's my daughter and son out there." Robbie Ray said. Looking at Roxanne Robbie Ray continued to speak "And your daughter too. Can you honestly say you'd leave them in the hands of strangers and do nothing to make sure they are safe yourself?" Roxanne considered Robbie Ray's words and shook her head. "No. Let's go." Marella however was about to voice another objection when Robbie Ray shot a look in her direction. A look that said "I'm going. Don't try to stop me."

"This way then." Marella said knowing she had lost the battle. "The jet is being prepared as we speak." Robbie Ray, Roxanne and Marella then all made their way to the jet that was going to be part of the rescue of Sera, Miley and the others.

One way or another Robbie Ray was getting his family back, as well as her daughter's friends.

Inside her cell Sera waited. Checking her watch she knew something was going to happen soon. Whether the emergency signal was activated, as she had no doubt Miley had activated, or the rescue party was enroute. Either way time was running out and they had to escape quickly. Standing up she walked to the door and stuck her head close to the hole. "What took you so long?" Sera asked.

"Had to find out where everything was." Keith said. "And everyone. Ready to get sprung?"

"Waited long enough." Sera said as she stepped back from the door. A small explosion then erupted from the door handle and the door flew open. Keith then walked in and hugged Sera as she asked "Is everyone all right?"

"Lilly and her friends are still shaken up, but I know where they are." Keith said. "Also found Miley and her friend Mikayla who are being 'entertained' by Horn's grandson." Keith used biting sarcasm when he said the word 'entertained', which he quickly explained. "Looks like he wants a new wife." Sera sighed as she thought of Horn's twisted notions of nobility...and arranged marraige. She also wondered why Mikayla was on Horn's base but decided to table that line of thinking for the moment. "What if they don't want to marry Horn's grandson?"

"Then one or both go to that pilot Gordon for a night of passion." Keith said in disgust. Sera sighed as she then asked "Horn had to leave suddenly. Who else is in trouble here?"

"D.G. Bogard is also here." Keith added. "Apparently Mikayla was recruited by him so she could get close to Miley, and in turn get close to you...and Airwolf." Sera sighed as she found Bogard's involvement brought about a whole new series of complications. Complications she had to work around if everyone was going to getr free.

"You go get Miley's friends out." Sera said. "I'm going to spring Bogard." Keith looked at Sera wide eyed as he asked "Bogard? Why?"

"He's a hostage like the rest of us." Sera said. "For now we all have the same enemy, and I never liked leaving someone behind." Keith nodded knowing what Sera meant. Her father Stringfellow had to leave St. John Hawke behind on a mission and was haunted by the action ever since. It took Stringfellow years for St. John to be found, but he still never liked leaving anyone behind. One way or another Stringfellow Hawke always went back for someone lost. Serafina Hawke would do no different.

She then changed her line of questioning to ask "What of Miley? Can you get her free?"

"Already got someone working on it." Keith said thinking of St. Clair wondering if he could keep up his end of the deal. Freeing the person that would stop at nothing to free Miley...her bodyguard Roxy.

Back at Knightsbridge Marella, Robbie Ray, and Roxanne made their way to the helipad when Marella said "We have a helicopter on approach that will take us to Edwards Air Force base. All air corridors are being cleared, which will allow us to fly unimpeded to Edwards Air Force Base, where the rescue team is waiting."

"I hope they're as much of a crack team as you said they are." Robbie Ray said. Marella reassured Robbie Ray that they were. "They are among the best our country has to offer. Also as added incentive, a lot of them have daughters that are Hannah fannahs." Robbie Ray smiled at Marella's line, and hoped she was right...about the unit being as good as she said they were. And that they were fans of Hannah

Once the helicopter had set down at a special hangar at Edwards the three made their way to the plane Marella had said was waiting for them. Once they had come to the plane Marella and Roxanne looked up at it as if it was something they had always seen. Robbie Ray however looked up stunned by what he saw.

Robbie Ray found himself staring up at an old B-1 Stealth Bomber. His eyes went wide wondering how Knightsbridge could get a plane like that. Marella smirked when she said "It's amazing what you can get at Army Surplus these days isn't it?"

"That must be one whopper of a surplus store you shop at." Robbie Ray said as he noticed Knightsbridge agents boarding the plane. Marella made note that they were part of a 'ground and pound' force if they needed one to get Sera, Miley and their friends out of Horn's complex. Mentally Marella added _And Airwolf as well._

"This plane has been equipped with other features as well." Marella said as she boarded the plane with Robbie Ray and Roxanne. An agent saluted Marella and told her the cockpit was all hers. "Thank you Lieutenant." Marella had said as she entered the cockpit and took to the pilot's seat, with other agents taking the co-pilot and engineer's seats. Robbie Ray and Roxanne followed taking seats in the rear of the cockpit.

"Cinch in Mr. Stewart. We'll be taking to the air pretty fast." Marella said as Robbie Ray and Roxanne all buckled in. Marella then made take off preparations and took the stealth bomber down the runway and lifted off into the sky. Looking up Robbie Ray the wide open sky before him. Roxanne looked at Robbie Ray and saw a smile spread across his face. He was like a boy riding in a sports car. He however allowed himself to come back to reality as he remembered Miley and Sera. "How soon will we get to this guy Horn's place?"

"Within the hour Mr. Stewart." Marella said. Robbie Ray breathed a sigh of relief.

The plane was in the air. The rescue was underway.

Mark St. Clair looked at the sleeping bodyguard held down by restraints and was being supervised by a doctor and two orderlies on Horn's payroll. St. Clair sighed as he found himself unable to believe that he was about to do what Keith Hanson asked him to...free Hannah Montana's bodyguard.

Looking in at the room St. Clair saw Roxy laying in her bed held down by straps and an oxygen mask over her face. St. Clair however knew that the gas Roxy had been breathing was anything BUT oxygen. Roxy had been breathing an oxygen laced sedative which Horn had developed. St. Clair had been wondering how he was going to get close to Roxy to free her when one of the orderlies noticed him standing in the doorway. "Is there something we can do for you?" the orderly asked.

St. Clair paused for a moment and said off the top of his head "Message from Mr. Horn. He would like to be informed of your progress with the bodyguard." The physician decided to head to the phone, but St. Clair followed up with "He'd like the report in person."

"Nonsense." the physician said. "I can just contact him." St. Clair stopped the physician and tried to summon up the courage to say "Mr. Horn said 'he'd like the report in person'."

"And I'm telling you I can just contact him." the physician said not backing down. He then looked at the staff around him and asked "Someone call Mr. Horn and ask if he sent a request for me to meet him."

"Mr. Horn won't like this." St. Clair said. The physician said "I'll live. Unlike you if I find out you're lying." With the threat apparent St. Clair the realized he had no choice.

He pulled out a tranquilizer gun and shot the medical staff.

He then went to Roxy's side and freed her from her bonds. As St. Clair freed Roxy's bonds he was stunned to find the marine trained bodyguard charging forward from her bed in a split second and placing her right hand around his throat against a wall. Her gaze like a death glare the disgraced pilot/engineer. St. Clair tried to speak, but it was Roxy who said the first words. Words that were a question...and a demand.

"You answer my question and I'll make sure you live a little longer. You understand me?" St. Clair tried to say that he was helping Keith and Sera but Roxy's grip was like a vice. He couldn't speak if he tried, so all St. Clair could do was nod. Roxy then smiled as she believed an 'understanding' was reached. She then asked her question.

"Where's Miley?" St. Clair quickly answered the question not mistaking the intensity in Roxy's voice. She wanted to know where Miley Stewart was, and she wanted to know now. "She's with Mikayla and Horn's grandson...in the dining room."

"Where's that?" Roxy then asked. St. Clair gave the directions to the dining room and then said "Keith Hanson sent me to get you out." Immediately Roxy asked "Where is he?"

"He's freeing Sera." St. Clair explained. "He figured you'd be up to freeing Miley, so he sent me." Roxy looked at St. Clair with a mix of skepticism and glare and asked "You don't seem like the courageous type. Why are you doing this now?"

"Maybe I'm tired of being scared." St. Clair answered. Roxy considered St. Clair's words and they made sense to her. Still Roxy had a lot on her mind. Mostly being shot.

"I'm still mad at being shot with a tranq gun." Roxy said. "I'm even more mad that Horn made Lilly shoot Miley with a tranq gun. And when Roxy's mad...it ain't pretty." St. Clair looked at the bodyguard believing every word she was saying. She then placed a hand on St. Clair's shoulder and seemed to reassure him. "I appreciate what you've done. But I also suggest any unfinished buisness you have here finish it now. Cause this place won't be standing long."

"What are you going to do?" St. Clair asked. Roxy gave a wicked smile and answered "A lot of things. If Sera don't do them first." And with that Roxy had left to find Miley.

St. Clair went the other way, deciding to take Roxy's advice and have a long overdue confrontation with Charles Gordon.

In their cell Jake Ryan, Lilly Truscott, Jackson Stewart, and Oliver Oken felt they were beyond hope. As far as they knew Miley was dead. Roxy was also dead. Sera was held captive, and even if the kids could get to Airwolf none of them could fly it. They didn't even know where civilization was. Jake then said that the closest thing to 'civilization' was an abandoned ghost town 20 miles west. "Horn wanted his base in the middle of nowhere." Jake said. His voice now filled with anger as he remembered what he did. "He likes to get what he wants."

"Any cars?" Jackson asked. "Jeeps?" Jake shook his head. "A few for security forces. But most everything, and everyone, here is flown in. And flown out too. The only other 'car' is Horn's personal limo, and there's no guarantee he even takes that."

It seemed like all hope was lost unless Sera could get free. And no one saw that happening anytime soon. Especially for Lilly who couldn't get shooting Miley out of her mind.

"Why's he even keeping us around?" Oliver asked. "We can't be of any use to him anymore."

'It's for Sera." Jackson answered. "Horn wants hostages to make sure she behaves. She doesn't, Horn kills us."

"Well he can kill me." Lilly said with tears. "I can't live knowing I killed Miley." Jake looked at Lilly and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. Like Lilly, Jake also felt pain for betraying Miley to Horn. A betrayal leading to Miley's death.

Jake also felt that somehow he and Lilly would be the last two Horn killed if it came to that. He believed Horn wanted Lilly and him to suffer more before they were killed. Jake believed without a doubt Horn was that sadistic. The four teens continued to sit when a familiar voice came to the jail door. "You kids okay in there?" the voice asked. A voice that belinged to Keith Hanson.

Oliver looked up and recognized Keith as one of Sera's friends. He then asked "Mr. Hanson? You here to get us out?"

"Yeah. Stand back I'm going to blow the lock." Keith said as he aimed a gun at the cell door. Jake however asked "Who are you?"

"He's a friend of Miley and Jackson's cousin." Oliver explained. He then asked "Is Sera all right?"

Keith nodded at Oliver's question. He then added "And so is Miley." This got stunned glances from everyone as they couldn't believe what they had heard. "Miley?" Jackson asked shocked by what he had heard. "But Miley's dead."

Keith shook his head no as if saying Miley wasn't dead. "I've got no time to explain now. I need to blow the lock. Stand back!" The three boys backed away from the door allowing Keith to do what he needed to do. Placing the barrel of the gun next to the door lock Keith pulled the trigger and blasted apart the lock. Once the lock exploded the door swung open, allowing the kids to escape.

"Okay, everybody out!" Keith ordered. Jake, Jackson and Oliver all made their way to the door hoping Keith could lead them to freedom. But not everyone made their way to the open door as Lilly was huddled in the corner still lost in her own world of sadness. Jackson looked back and said "Lilly come on. We're free."

"I don't deserve to be free." Lilly said between sobs. "I killed my best friend. I killed Miley."

"No Lilly, you didn't. And Jackson didn't kill Roxy either." Keith then said coming to Lilly's side taking her shoulders and holding them comfortably, yet sternly. Everyone looked at each other strangely, but none more strange than how Lilly looked at Keith. "How can you say that?" Lilly asked in disbelief. "Miley's dead. I killed her. I brought the gun forward, pulled the trigger and killed her."

"No." Keith said still trying to reassure Lilly. "The gun was loaded with tranquilizers. She was just knocked out is all. Miley's very much alive."

This brought Lilly out of the funk she had been in as she looked at Keith with a sense of renewed hope. "Miley's….not dead?"

"Miley's not dead." Keith said with a smile on his face. "And I'll take you to her. But we have to get out of here." Lilly then loked at Keith with hope in her eyes praying that he was right and that Miley was still alive. She noticed his outstretched hand and took it as he looked to lead all of Miley's friends away from Horn's captivity.

"So where are we going?" Jackson asked.

"Hangar!" Keith explained keeping the gun level in case he needed it. "We meet up with Sera, get Airwolf out, and meet up with the rescue plane." Jake, Jackson and Oliver high fived when they heard Keith mention a rescue plane. Lilly however asked "What about Miley? Will we meet her too?"

"Someone's already working on freeing Miley." Keith said reassuringly. "And she says she's like a puma."

Lilly, Jackson and Oliver all smiled. Keith could only mean Roxy.

Not far away from Peter's chambers were the personal quarters of St. Clair and Gordon. Not as luxurious as the Horn's were, but a major improvement from the ones they had while in the Libyan prison. In those quarters Gordon sought to entertain many 'female visitors' Horn had brought to him, only to dissapear the night after.

Unlike his previous 'visitors' however Gordon had no intention of letting Mikayla dissapear. Not right away at least.

As quickly as he arrived in his own quarters he quickly threw Mikayla onto the bed. Her clothes already torn slightly, and Gordon had a look of lust in his eyes indicating that he couldn't wait to take off more of Mikayla's clothes. Mikayla looked at the gaze in Gordon's eyes. Eyes filled with lust and sadism.

He was going to enjoy what he was going to do to the girl, and Mikayla knew it. "Please. Don't hurt me. I'm just a kid." She pleaded.

"And after I'm done with you you'll be a woman." Gordon sneered as he was undressing Mikayla in his mind. Imagining touching her bare skin, making her scream in pain as he thrust himself inside her. Cries of 'no' being ignored as tears fell down her face, with Gordon laughing at those tears taking pleasure out of her pain. Mikayla knew Gordon was thinking this, and knew she had to escape.

Thankfully, Mikayla had one last burst of bravado pop up within her and used it to say "Still won't make you much of a man." Gordon felt the sting of the insult as his anger rose up and he immediately struck Mikayla across her face with a back handed slap. She rolled with the slap, apparently having experience with slaps across her face. But while the strike was not as hard as it could have been the area Gordon hit her was already starting to leave a mark.

Tears started to well up in Mikayla's eyes. Tears Gordon saw, and was amused by especially as sobs and screams erupted from her body simultaneously. Sobs and screams Gordon was enjoying.

"Awww poor wittle girl gonna cwy?" Gordon asked in a mock baby voice enjoying Mikayla's terror. "Wet me make it awww bedder." He then spoke normal when he said "At least for me." as he continued to have his way with her. Mikayla tried to get away, but found nowhere else to go.

It was only the click of a gun that stopped Gordon from continuing further. "Let her go Chuck." a voice said behind Gordon. A voice that belonged to Mark St. Clair, who held a gun aimed at Gordon.

Gordon gave a small laugh as he saw St. Clair with a gun in his hand. "So, Mark St. Clair finally gets a backbone. How long did it take? Twenty-five years?"

"I'm not going to let you hurt that girl." St. Clair said with as much resolve as he could muster, even if his voice did quiver. Even after all the lives Mark St. Clair helped take being part of Moffet's Airwolf crew taking a life face to face was still hard for him to do. Charles Gordon knew this and smiled as he got off Mikayla and walked towards St. Clair like a shark smelling fear. Mikayla took advantage of the momentary distraction to cover herself up, slowly inching her way towards the doorway. Gordon saw Mikayla move towards the door and shouted "Stay where you are little girl. It'll be over soon."

St. Clair continued to hold the gun against Gordon. Gordon then walked towards St. Clair slowly letting the fear build. "Stay away Chuck. I mean it."

"If you did you'd pull the trigger now." Gordon sneered. "Face it Mark, you're a coward. You're a coward then. You're a coward now. That's never going to change."

"No." St. Clair said. "It changes today. I'm through with you." Gordon then lunged towards St. Clair as they both wrestled for the gun. Mikayla saw the struggle and watched the two men fight for a few seconds before a gunshot fired. Watching the two men looked wide eyes Mikayla then saw the body of Mark St, Clair fall to the ground. The gunshot entered through his chest killing him.

The last man standing was the one holding the gun. That man was Charles Gordon. A smile crossed his face as he was satisfied with what he had done.

Mikayla looked at the dead body of Mark St. Clair and went with her first instinct. Run away. Quickly she bolted for the door and escaped. Gordon was too late to notice Mikayla leave so when he saw her escape he went for the alarm.

He didn't pull it.

"I'll have some fun first." Gordon said as he walked down the corridor after Mikayla. A hunter looking for a scared prize, with Mikayla's fear making the chase all the more enjoyable.

After all, was it not Agatha Christie who said 'The thrill was in the chase. Never the capture?'

Back in Peter's bedroom Peter continued to try to romance Miley. A romance Miley was continuing to reject. He was trying everything from flowers to ball room dancing with classical music. And while Miley appreciated the romantic overtures she did not appreciate who they were coming from. "Why do you resist me?" Peter asked. "I am doing everything I can to win your approval."

"There's nothing you can say that will make me go with you." Miley said. "Or sleep with you."

"Even if it's for your friends' lives?" Peter asked. "Lilly, Oliver, Jackson, Jake? You won't be with me even if it is to save them?"

"I can't be with someone I don't love." Miley said defiantly. Peter however countered with "But you do love your friends. And sometimes for friendship sacrifices are made. Are you saying you won't sacrifice for them? How selfish can you be?"

"Me selfish?" Miley asked. "You're the one being selfish here. You're taking away my right to choose."

"No, I am merely presenting the choices you have before you." Peter said. "Stay with me and you have a chance to save your friends. Deny me and they die." Pausing Peter then asked "Do you want the deaths of your friends on your conscience, especially if it means you have the chance to save them?"

"By what? Sleeping with you? Marrying you?" Miley asked. "That sounds a little like blackmail to me."

"You are a hero to so many Miley." Peter sneered. "Sometimes it is customary for the hero to make impossible sacrifices in order to save the lives of those he, or she, loves. Are you saying you won't make that sacrifice? Not even for a chance to save them?"

"A chance to save them?" Miley asked. "What do you mean? I won't actually save them?"

"That all depends on my grandfather." Peter said as he moved towards Miley. "He may decide to have them killed himself if your cousin doesn't co-operate with him. Unless I tell him not to. He will listen to me if I tell him I need your friends alive." Peter then wrapped his arms around Miley pulling her close as if in what was attempted to be a loving embrace. Miley felt Peter's arms circle her body, but his embrace felt far from 'loving' to her. If anything, his touch felt revolting to her.

"How can I be with a man I don't love?" Miley asked. Peter smirked as he comtinued to romantically seduce Miley, as if she had asked a stupid question. Or one Peter thought was stupid.

"Love is overrated." Peter said as he moved his lips down Miley's neck. "And there are too many conditions attatched to it. All that matters is order and power. All you have to do is be part of it." Miley could not agree with Peter's words, and felt they-as well as he-was a complete opposite to what she believed in and stood for. She knew for certain she could never love someone like Peter Horn.

Peter however didn't care. He seemed like someone who was used to getting what he wanted. And right now, he wanted Miley. Wanted her to love him. Sleep with him, be his princess. Something Miley had no wish to be...especially to Peter Horn.

Peter however continued to try to woo and seduce Miley. So fixed on Miley was Peter that he didn't notice Roxy sneak in from the doorway. Miley subtly moved towards the door as Peter continued to hold her, not letting her get too far. Miley however got far enough as Roxy was able to sneak the tranquilizer gun used to shoot her, and Miley, with into Miley's hand. Miley then brought the gun to Peter's chest...

...and fired...

...four times at close range. Peter was drawn back looking at the four holes hade into his shirt. No blood was shown as the tranquilizer needles were so small they injected the drugs into Peter's bloodstream. Peter was shocked when he saw the holes in his shirt and Miley holding the gun...with Roxy standing next to her their faces like stone. The look in Miley's eyes indicated that she was not sorry for shooting Peter, and that she could never love him. It was not certain whether Peter realized this point as he then staggared back to the bed and fell backwards onto the matress. His vision blurred as he then lost consciousness.

"See how you like it." Roxy said as Peter lay on the bed, doped up with the tranquilizers Miley fired. Miley then turned to her body guard and said "Thought you'd be more wild like a puma."

"Even a puma can be silent if it needs to be." Roxy said. "Besides, this seemed to be more poetic." She looked at the gun in Miley's hands, and even though it was full of tranquilizers Miley still felt sickened for holding it. Almost as if something inside her died as well. Roxy was also sad as she felt she too helped kill what little innocence Miley had left. Innocence that had already been taken by the Horns.

"Come on, we gotta get out of here." Roxy said as she took Miley's hand. "We gotta go meet Sera." Miley let Roxy take her away but she still cast one last look at Peter sleeping like the dead.

For on this day Miley Stewart knew something inside her died as well. And something new had been born.

And she would never forgive the Horns for that.

If there was one thing D.G. Bogard knew about handling captivity, it was not to show any fear. And he didn't to the guard before him, or the guard outside his door.

The deal Horn had given him was still fresh in his mind. He had considered what Horn had to say, and he also considered what had led him into the predicament he was in. He could only consider that Horn still had much reach in the U.S. Government, if not its intelligence agencies. Having the knowledge to determine who was a traitor and who wasn't would have been a great asset.

But to join Horn would have the governmet consider Bogard a traitor. Someone who betrayed the oath to his country that he had taken. Sold out the people he was pledged to protect, even if some were sacrificed as collateral damage in pursuit of a greater good Bogard believed in. Bogard knew of this possibility...

...and knew he could not consider Horn's proposal. Bogard was about to call the guard to tell him that he wished to speak with Horn when he heard a scuffle outside. The guards were knocked out and the door blew open. Serafina Hawke stood in the doorway, giving Bogard an icy stare.

"So." Bogard said looking at Sera with contempt. "The daughter carries on the father's crusade?"

"If you think so." Sera said deadpan. "Right now you're free. I'd take advantage of the opportunity." Bogard got up to leave when Sera added "And don't think you're going to get Airwolf today. Knightsbridge is sending a rescue team to get me, my friends and Airwolf out. You would basically be standing alone with no back up. No assault force. No nothing. I'd leave to fight another day." Bogard heard Sera's words and knew her to be right.

"This isn't over Hawke." Bogard said as he turned to go down the opposite hallway Sera turned down. "I have to find out who betrayed my assault force, but rest assured I will get Airwolf."

"Not today you won't." Sera said giving Bogard one last glare as he turned to go down the hall. Sera went the opposite direction towards the hangar...where Airwolf waited.

Streaking across the sky, silent and deadly, the Knightsbridge B-1 Stealth flew like a wraith of death. A grim reaper looking to take its next victim to the afterlife it deserved.

But not everyone was as malevolent as the B-1 appeared to be. On board were two people concerned about their children, and making sure they were safe. Their children and their friends.

If there was one thing Robbie Ray thought about riding in a stealth bomber it was that the ride was sweet and smooth. He also found the ride to be fast as well, which he was glad for as it would get him to Miley's side all the more faster. Not to mention Jackson's, Lilly, Oliver's, Roxy's and maybe even Jake's.

He looked over to Roxanne, who had the same feelings of anxiety and anticipation. Clearly she wanted Sera safe as well. Reaching over Robbie Ray took Roxanne's hand as if silently telling her "It's going to be all right. Our kids will be safe." Looking up at the flight seat Robbie Ray asked Marella how long until they entered Horn's airspace. Marella indicated that they would be entering the airspace soon.

"We've crossed over now." Marella said. "All we have to do now is wait for Sera's signal." She then slowed the plane down to a cruising speed and made note of the radar and infrared screens. No bogies coming up...yet.

"Making ready for final approach."Marella said as she brought the plane down lower towards the mountains. The rescue was about to happen.

Even in his base Horn made sure he had a room to himself. A room that reflected the imagined grandeur and splendor that Horn envisioned for himself and his family name.

That however did not mean that Horn closed himself off to love. Or the memory of it. Looking off to the mantleside he saw the picture of his daughter Angelica. The woman who gave birth to his grandson Peter, the next heir to the Horn dynasty. Thanks in no small part to the drugging of Stringfellow Hawke all those years ago.

Looking at Angelica, Horn knew there was more to her than just producing a male heir to his empire from her. She had a ruthlessness about her that Horn helped to cultivate. A perception that he found beneficial in acquiring his own goals. Angelica was daughter, council, and Horn had no doubt she would have been caretaker to the Horn family name.

Looking at the portrait of Angelica Horn John Bradford Horn knew he loved his daughter. Or at least loved her as much as a man like him would allow.

Horn then thought of Serafina Hawke and the confrontation he had with her. He allowed himself a small smile as he saw how she reacted to the truth. A truth where the drugging of Stringfellow Hawke led to Angelica being able to produce Peter. Serafina's half brother.

Horn then left his chamber to visit his grandson, who was courting his own prize. Once he arrived he was shocked by the sight before him. His grandson Peter was laid across the bed. The tranquilizer gun by his side. He looked around for the girl Peter had captive, Miley Stewart, only to find she was gone...escaped.

Horn could only guess that the hand of Serafina Hawke was behind the escape. He then raised the alarm and called for security. The security forces were immediately deployed, and Horn headed for the hangar.

Horn knew Sera would go for Airwolf next. He would not let that prize go.

Keith led Jackson, Lilly, Oliver and Jake through the corridors of Horn's complex to where the aircraft hangar was located. "This way. Our way out is over here." Keith had indicated.

"The others followed but Jackson then asked "How are we getting out of here?" Keith answered "A plane is coming to take you guys away. Sera and I are getting Airwolf out of here. As Keith looked around corners to see if there was any soldiers coming he had found the coast clear several times. He was partly worried about the lack of security, but figured they would be dealing with Sera and Miley as they were making their escapes ready.

"All right, follow me." Keith said keeping the gun level and leading the kids around another corner down the hallway where the last corridor was that led to the hangar. They kept following down the corridor until they reached an intersection. An intercection that had Miley and Roxy approaching.

"Whoa!" Roxy shouted as she got into her puma stance while Keith kept the gun level. But when they saw each other they both dropped their guards. "Nice to see you too." Keith had said.

The kids, upon seeing Miley, were so happy to see her they rushed to hug her and apologize to her. Especially Lilly who let tears fall. "I could have killed you." Lilly said between sobs of relief. "My best friend. And I could have killed you."

"Lilly, you weren't yourself." Miley said reassuringly. "I forgive you." With that Lilly kept hugging Miley as more tears fell down her face. Miley then said "And Sera told me this wasn't the first time Horn had done this. He did it to her father too."

"So you knew this would happen?" Jackson asked Keith. Keith said "Sera and I suspected. That's why we planned things the way we did. We figured he'd brainwash you to do something to Miley and the rest of us. So I stayed hidden, and tried to see about getting us out."

"But Horn..." Oliver said not able to get the words out. "Miley said "It wasn't any of you guys' fault. Horn has a way of changing people. He's changed all of us. We all know that." Jake, Jackson and Oliver all nodded. Lilly also broke the hug and wiped away the tears as she nodded. Miley was right. Horn had changed them all. Lilly even saw a look in Miley's eyes that wasn't there before. Horn had changed her too.

"But we still have to get out of here." Miley then said. "You still with me?" The kids all nodded and followed Miley, Roxy and Keith down the corridor as Sera ran up. "What kept you?" Miley asked.

"Ran into some old friends." Sera answered as they reached the doorway leading into the hangar. From the doorway they saw Airwolf waiting. "Looks okay if we can get to her." Keith said. "Let's get out of here."

Just as everyone was about to move the alarm went off. Sera cursed to herself and said "Keep moving!" as they all crossed the hangar. Sera and Keith ran towards Airwolf while the others tried to make it to the hangar doors. Sera and Keith had made it to their quarry but when a body was thrown in Oliver's path causing him to tumble over and into Jackson, Lilly, Jake, Miley and Roxy they found themselves cut short from their escape.

As the kids and Roxy sought to untangle themselves Oliver looked up at the body in front of them and saw who it was. It was Mikayla. Beaten, battered, bruised and Oliver also believed...raped. Miley, Lilly and Jake also saw Mikayla and were horrified at the sight of her, and the abuse she had to deal with.

Before Oliver could ask what happened to her he looked up and saw Charles Gordon holding a gun in his hand. A smile on his face as if he had the time of his life. "She may not admit it now, but she enjoyed everything that had happened to her."

"You raped her?" Miley asked shocked as she looked at the bruised body of her rival. A body Oliver, Lilly, Jake and Jackson were caring for. Roxy brought forth her gun but Gordon held up his own. "Uhh uhh uhhh! No flashy bravery puma or the kiddies say bye bye." Roxy sighed as she dropped her gun. Keith also threw down his own as he looked at Gordon who kept his own gun level.

"Now we wait for Mr. Horn." Gordon said as Horn then walked into the hangar flanked by security. His gaze fell across Miley, who slapped the girl sending her down to the ground. Lilly sought to go to Miley's side but Horn had guards hold her back as well as Jackson, Jake and Oliver. "No one goes to her side." Horn ordered as he glared at Miley.

"My grandson offered you a kingdom. And you thank him by shooting him?" Horn said with hatred in his voice. Peter then came to his grandfather's side and then asked "How could you do this...to your own cousin."

"Cousin?" Miley asked. "There is no way I'm related to you."

"Oh but you are." Horn then said. "He is as much your family as Sera Hawke is family to you." Pausing he then said "When I had her father in my power he did more for me than anyone realized. He provided me with an heir. With my daughter."

"You mean...you mean..." Jackson said "This guy is Sera's half brother?" Horn smiled not saying a word, but in a silent way confirming what Jackson, and the others, believed. He then looked at Miley and said "And you shall pay for that." as he walked menacingly towards her.

"Get away from her!" Jackson shouted as he tried to rush to his sister, only to be held back by Horn's guards. Oliver, Lilly, Mikayla and Jake were also restrained, while Roxy was knocked down by the butt of a rifle, and hit repeatedly. Miley saw the brutality and shouted "STOP! Let them go!"

"You have nothing to bargain with!" Horn said glaring at Miley as he approached her with menace. Sera then spoke and said "Think again!". This prompted Horn to look in Sera's direction as she held a gun towards Airwolf. A gun pointed at its one weakness-the mid air refueling intake.

"You think I don't have bargaining power Horn?" Sera asked as she held her gun to the intake. "Think again. Let Miley and her friends go, or I will pull the trigger and destroy Airwolf."

Miley looked at Keith and asked what Sera was doing. Keith answered "Sera's holding her gun to the mid air refuling intake. One bullet gets in there and the whole ship blows up." Pausing Keith added "It's the one weakness Moffett allowed in his design of Airwolf."

"But that close, won't Sera be caught in the explosion too?" Lilly asked. Keith nodded. "If destroying Airwolf as well as herself keeps the chopper out of Horn's hands then it's a risk Sera thinks is worth taking." Sera kept her eyes on Horn's gurads, and on Horn himself. He then cast a glance at Peter and said "As I said before, if you were raised by Horn then you're no brother of mine."

Horn heard her words, then allowed himself a smile...and a laugh. A laugh all the guards and Peter shared. Sera and Miley wondered what was going on. Gordon quickly explained.

"Did you think this was the only other chopper we had?" Gordon sneered. "We have another. One your dad and uncle knew very well." Sera thought about what Gordon said and couldn't believe it. "That's impossible. That chopper's destroyed. Twice already."

"The plans survived." Horn said. "And with my resources it has been recreated and improved upon. And while I would have liked Airwolf on hand to help with my...acquisition of my new kingdown I can do without it." After finishing his words Horn signalled for Gordon to take down Sera. She was thrown from the nose of Airwolf sending the gun flying away. No one noticed where it landed...except Miley as it landed close to her.

Gordon tackled Sera and sat on top of her as he wrestled the gun from her hands and sent it flying away. "Guess I get two prizes instead of one." Horn however came to Gordon and said "There's an aircraft approaching. Get to the other hangar. Take it out." Gordon nodded and made ready to leave the hangar. Before he left he cast a look at Sera and Miley and said "I look forward to you two enjoying time with me too."

"Like Mikayla did?" Miley asked as she looked in her direction making sure Gordon did not see the gun concealed in her flight suit. Oliver kept holding Mikayla as sobs erupted from her shaking body. The effects of the pain and violation of her were setting in as she knew she, and her friends, was surrounded by a den of monsters. All of Miley's friends felt a sort of violation at the hands of John Bradford Horn.

Miley then realized that she had the gun by her side and picked it up. Horn smirked a little as he saw Miley with a gun. "Come now Miss Stewart. Can you honestly say you will blow up Airwolf yourself? Killing yourself in the process as well as your friends?"

"I'm not killing anybody." Miley said as she fired the gun towards the ceiling. Everyone was distracted for a second giving Roxy time to come in like a puma on the pounce. She lunged towards Horn and his guards sending everyone was scattering as a result of Roxy's assault. Horn tried to escape, but Roxy held the man down tight and hard. "You're not walking away this time." she said. "You're going to answer for what you did."

Lilly and the others bolted for the outside door. Miley tried to follow, but guards were approaching cutting her off from her escaping friends. Seeing no other way out Miley rushed to Sera and Keith's side as they made their way towards Airwolf and piled in. Sera took the pilot's seat while Keith took the engineering section. Miley sat in the co-pilot's seat even though she was unable to fly. Her gaze focused on her friends huddled towards the hangar door, and Roxy running to meet up with them, dragging Horn along.

"Get me Combat Mode Keith." Sera ordered as she started up the engines. "Chain guns and the ADF Pod." Keith acknowledged Sera's command as he brought forth the weapons of Airwolf. "You've got a Copperhead lined up for the door."

"Thanks." Sera said as she directed the ADF Pod from the front landing gear and fired the missile sending the missile off in another direction until Keith took manual control of the missile and directed it towards hangar door. The door then exploded into an explosion of pieces when the Copperhead missile made contact, giving Lilly, Oliver, Jake, Jackson, Mikayla and Roxy a way out. A way out they gladly took, along with Horn.

The rotors started spinning faster and faster sending Horn's guards scattering. Even Horn himself was trying to get his footing. Sera took advantage as she lifted Airwolf into the air swinging it around the hangar firing the chain guns at the aircraft Horn had inside. The planes all exploded when the chain gun ammunition made contact with parked aircraft. Many of Horn's planes exploded in a series of flame and metal. An armored vehicle at the end was taken out when Sera called forth a Hellfire missile and destroyed the vehicle.

From the co-pilot's seat Miley saw all the destruction Airwolf had just caused. Horror crossed her eyes as she said "God in heaven!", under whispered breath.

"Yeah." Sera said as she lifted Airwolf into the air towards the blasted hangar doors. With the hangar doors open Airwolf flew through the opening. Taking to the sky ready to lead Miley's friends away from Horn's house of horrors. And if Horn had any air defences left...well Sera hoped they would have put up some sort of a fight.

In the ruined hangar, in a corner untouched by the firefight, Peter picked up a nearby phone and called for air support. He also called Gordon, as he wanted their 'other chopper' ready. Gordon said it would be and that Serafina Hawke would have her fight. A fight he had every intention of winning.

"What about Mr. Horn?" Gordon then asked. Peter answered the question coldly. "He's expendable."

Charles Gordon raced to a remote clearing where another aircraft waited for him hidden by a camoflage net. After talking to Peter Gordon found himself looking forward to air to air combat with Sera Hawke. He was looking even more forward to destroying Sera, and Airwolf, in air to air combat just to show how much better he was to a Hawke. And since Stringfellow Hawke was dead Gordon had no trouble passing the supposed sins of the father onto the daughter.

He even thought it would be fun blowing a girl out of the sky into fiery bits. Her and her friends.

Once Gordon came to the aircraft he immediately pulled off the camoflage net to reaveal another helicopter similar to Airwolf. Except this one was painted red where the white on Airwolf was located. Also the mid air refuling intake was gone from the front, as it was removed the first two times the helicopter was built. Once the cammo net was removed Gordon took a look at the bird before him.

The chopper had been destroyed at least twice. The second time it even had a different name, but there was no mistaking the red helicopter that took to the air to confront Serafina Hawke and her friends. Even though the chopper was destroyed the plans to the chopper continued to survive with Horn being the latest posessor of them.

And with those plans Horn had recreated Redwolf, or rather what was known as 'Airwolf II'.

And with Redwolf he would kill Serafina Hawke and Miley Stewart when he fired the missile he would use to destroy Airwolf.

Author's Note:Sorry for the long wait on this story. I had it mostly written before and was almost finished when the file got corrupted. It took me months of time, not to mention a lot of convincing of the muses, to try to convince me to recreate this chapter. I also had to do a lot of work in getting it to the level I hoped would be good enough as I thought the first work was done better, but sadly memory only allowed me to work with a base line design. I had to recreate a lot of work, and I sadly feel that the recreation was not as good as my first attempt.

But at any rate I have one more chapter in mind with this story. After that who knows? I'm already thinking of other Airwolf/Hannah stories. I even had a crossover idea with Princess Protection Program running through my mind. We'll see if that idea comes to mind, as I still have to finish 'Where is Hannah Montana'. Other ideas could involve a Camp Rock crossover based on the Airwolf episode 'Dambreakers', and an assemblage of genius's as they deal with an old program left behind by Moffett. Genius's that could come from other Disney shows. This idea would be based on the episode 'Moffet's Ghost', and may have Disney characters show up. I also have an idea regarding Victorious that might be worth pursuing that would follow up on their imprisonment in Yerba. I'm also thinking of a crossover with the Disney show 'Jessie' too.

Or then again I may decide to pursue none of these ideas. It all depends whether I can make them convincing and can tell a good story out of them. Fingers crossed as I still have one more chapter of this story to tell. Also if you caught notice of an 'associate' of the Horn's and the line that was spoken of a filly, that line was spoken by David Hasselhoff when he played Garthe Knight (he also played Michael Knight too) in the episode Goliath Returns on the second season episode of Knight Rider.

Next chapter Airwolf cuts loose. Enjoy. See you next time.

John