A Night To Remember, chapter 12
The truck didn't slide one bit as they emerged into the snowy countryside.
"Hey where are we?" Tré asked. "I thought we were in Glasgow!"
"No. The Nazi headquarters are about 15 miles outside of Glasgow. There are a huge number of underground tunnels leading to it. Your tour bus was right beside one of them."
They fell into silence as the truck travelled down a long straight road. Tré hated silence.
"I thought most Nazi's were German's, but I didn't hear anyone with a German accent." Tré said.
"Nazi's come from all over. There are a few German's but not many. Most are actually American."
Tré wasn't really surprised. Suddenly a thought struck him.
"Hey, when I was led to my jail cell, there was a thing being pulled out of a tube that looked EXACTLY like me."
Jack looked at Tré.
"It was an exact replica of you. A clone."
Tré frowned.
"Whadya mean a clone? No-one can do that!"
"Actually the Nazi's have had the power to clone humans for over two years now. They stole the technology of course, but they can do it. They can also speed up it's growth. The clone you saw of yourself is only a few weeks old."
Tré tried to find words.
"So, so they've cloned me."
"Yes. And your other band members."
"Then why didn't Steve try to kill all of us?"
Jack glanced at him.
"The Nazi's have experienced a few...complications."
"With the clones?"
"Yes. They can be a little temperamental. Sometimes they don't act like the cloned individual and go a little crazy. You know, clucking like a chicken or smashing things up."
Tré thought for a minute. If his clone went crazy no-one would even notice. Tré acted like that all the time! Tré looked out of the window.
"Stop the truck!"
"What?"
"I said stop the fucking truck!" The truck grinded to a halt and Tré leaped out into the snow. Mike and Billie Joe were lying at the roadside. Mike was hugging Billie trying to keep him warm. He didn't even notice Tré standing above him. Tré kneeled down.
"Whatcha doin?"
"I'm keeping Billie warm." Mike said. "Tré do you-" Mike suddenly stopped. He glanced up and stared wide eyed a the friend he thought he had lost.
"I-Is this real?" He asked. Tré punched him on the arm.
"Uh-yeah!"
Mike let go of Billie for a minute and hugged Tré.
"I thought you were dead you bastard!" Mike exclaimed. "Never do that to me again OK?" Tré laughed but stopped when he looked at Billie properly. He looked very cold.
"Come on." Tré said. Jack had came out too to help.
"What the fuck is this?" Mike said.
"I'll explain everything on the way." Tré said. They lifted Billie and put him in the back seats of the truck. Mike followed. When they were all inside and the truck started to move again, Tré began explaining the situation to Mike.
"Hey where are we?" Tré asked. "I thought we were in Glasgow!"
"No. The Nazi headquarters are about 15 miles outside of Glasgow. There are a huge number of underground tunnels leading to it. Your tour bus was right beside one of them."
They fell into silence as the truck travelled down a long straight road. Tré hated silence.
"I thought most Nazi's were German's, but I didn't hear anyone with a German accent." Tré said.
"Nazi's come from all over. There are a few German's but not many. Most are actually American."
Tré wasn't really surprised. Suddenly a thought struck him.
"Hey, when I was led to my jail cell, there was a thing being pulled out of a tube that looked EXACTLY like me."
Jack looked at Tré.
"It was an exact replica of you. A clone."
Tré frowned.
"Whadya mean a clone? No-one can do that!"
"Actually the Nazi's have had the power to clone humans for over two years now. They stole the technology of course, but they can do it. They can also speed up it's growth. The clone you saw of yourself is only a few weeks old."
Tré tried to find words.
"So, so they've cloned me."
"Yes. And your other band members."
"Then why didn't Steve try to kill all of us?"
Jack glanced at him.
"The Nazi's have experienced a few...complications."
"With the clones?"
"Yes. They can be a little temperamental. Sometimes they don't act like the cloned individual and go a little crazy. You know, clucking like a chicken or smashing things up."
Tré thought for a minute. If his clone went crazy no-one would even notice. Tré acted like that all the time! Tré looked out of the window.
"Stop the truck!"
"What?"
"I said stop the fucking truck!" The truck grinded to a halt and Tré leaped out into the snow. Mike and Billie Joe were lying at the roadside. Mike was hugging Billie trying to keep him warm. He didn't even notice Tré standing above him. Tré kneeled down.
"Whatcha doin?"
"I'm keeping Billie warm." Mike said. "Tré do you-" Mike suddenly stopped. He glanced up and stared wide eyed a the friend he thought he had lost.
"I-Is this real?" He asked. Tré punched him on the arm.
"Uh-yeah!"
Mike let go of Billie for a minute and hugged Tré.
"I thought you were dead you bastard!" Mike exclaimed. "Never do that to me again OK?" Tré laughed but stopped when he looked at Billie properly. He looked very cold.
"Come on." Tré said. Jack had came out too to help.
"What the fuck is this?" Mike said.
"I'll explain everything on the way." Tré said. They lifted Billie and put him in the back seats of the truck. Mike followed. When they were all inside and the truck started to move again, Tré began explaining the situation to Mike.
