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MacGyver - Children Of The United Nations part 7, Rated R for violence and some language
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Posted: 19 September 2018 - 05:10 AM                                    
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Welcome to chapter 7 of my story. MacGyver, Sam and Jack have finally made it into India to bring flowers to Endrani's grandfather's grave. While travelling through India they bump into an old friend whose future was predicted by a palm reader and apparently came true.

You can find the previous chapter here.
http://www.macgyveronline.com/forums/index...?showtopic=9669

(We fade in with some Indian-style music and then fades away)
Chapter VII
Bombay, India
In a covered marketplace
That same day


'So, what are we doing in Bombay?' Sam asked. 'We should be in Varanasi.'
'The helicopter was running out fuel, so they were kind enough to drop us off here,' MacGyver explained. 'Where's Jack?'
'Mac! I'm over here. Wait up,' Jack said and walked up to them.
MacGyver waved at him. 'Let's stick together here, alright?'
'I just saw the most beautiful woman standing there. For a brief moment, it was just me and her. Like a dream come through.'
'Right,' MacGyver said. 'I've heard that before.'
The marketplace was pretty crowded and filled with stands. There was a florist, sellers of spices, vegetables, fruits. Another stand where you can taste all sorts of curry dishes. A man was selling tea and providing his costumers with samples and next to him there was another men selling sugar canes. There was also a man meditating on a spike bed surrounded by incense and further away there was a snake charmer.
'India is a strange country isn't it?' Jack said as they walked by the snake charmer.
The snake charmer was playing his pungi and the snake appeared from the basket following the moves of the pungi.
'Yeah, you're right, Jack,' MacGyver said.
'How does it do that?' Jack asked looking intrigued by the snake.
'The snake doesn't actually hear the music. They sense the sound and it just follows the movements of the pungi. Actually they consider it as a threat.'
They kept walking around the marketplace.
'Have you ever been here before, Mac?'
'Yeah, once. A long time ago.'
'What happened?' Sam wanted to know.
'Nearly missed my train.'
Sam and Jack squinted their eyes.
MacGyver smiled at their reaction. 'I was here to stop a guerrilla raid. I needed to catch the train to Rajamehar on my way home. I nearly missed it if it wasn't for the cab driver who drove me to the tracks. The machinist was kind enough to let me on board.'
'Then what?' Jack asked.
'We got hijacked by a man named Hassan. He was looking for two people who sold bad medicine to his village.'
'And let me guess,' Sam said. 'You saved the day?'
'I indeed figured out who did it and delivered them to the man. At least the one who didn't die. Then we were let go.'
They walked around and stopped by the curry stand.
'Care to try some Indian food, fellas?' MacGyver asked.
'I'm up for some Indian food,' Sam said.
'I don't know, Mac. You know me, I'm a burger-and-steak-man,' Jack said.
'Come on, Jack. Don't knock it, till you try it,' MacGyver said.
Jack groaned hesitant.
'Just think: when in Rome, Jack. When in Rome...'
'Do as the Romans do,' Sam filled in.
'Alright, then,' Jack said.
The stand owner greeted them. 'Good day, men. Care for a free taste? I have rice Bhel-Puri or Masala Dosa.'
'I take the Bhel-Puri,' Sam said.
'Then I'll have the Masala Dosa,' MacGyver said.
'Give me a bit of both,' Jack said.
The men got their foods in a cup and continued walking around the market.
Jack took a bite of his food and started to breath out loud. 'Ooh, that's quite spicey.'
'Yeah, that's the thing about Indian food. It is spicey,' MacGyver confirmed.
'I need a drink. Water or something, quick.'
'Tea stand is right over there, Jack.'
'I'll be right back,' Jack said hoarse and left for the tea stand.
MacGyver shook his head.
'That's funny. I thought Jack usually like spicey food,' Sam said.
'Well, he does,' MacGyver said.
The PDA beeped inside Mac's pocket again. 'Hold this,' he said and gave his cup to Sam before answering the PDA. 'Hello?'
'Mac?'
'Pete. What's up?'
'You need to hurry up, Mac. I'm worried about the children. Things are getting really ugly here.'
'We're in Bombay, now, Pete. The helicopter pilot from Buthan dropped us off here. We're on our way to Varanasi.'
'Good, that's good.'
'What do you mean by: "things are getting ugly"?'
'There's another storm coming and it looks like it's going to be bad. All communication systems are down in the control tower and I am not going to be able to send you information on Varanasi. That's why I called.'
'How far are we from Varanasi?'
'From what I've found on India, you're still pretty far away. You might need to take the train.'
'Great. Do you know how stuffed these trains can be?'
'Yeah, but you don't have many options.'
'I understand, Pete. Send James this way immediately, alright? I know there's an international airport outside Varanasi. He can fly there.'
'You got it.'
'I'll find a way get to there, Pete. I'll be back as soon as I can.'
MacGyver turned to PDA off and Sam gave him his cup back.
'What did he say?' Sam asked.
'That things were getting ugly.'
'Ugly how?'
'Well, there appears to be a storm coming and everything in the control tower seems to be down.'
'You know, dad, I do wonder how this whole situation will turn out.'
'So do I, Sam. So do I. It all started with a boy feeling homesick. We travelled all around the world trying to solve this thing and now we're here in India to place marigold flowers on a grave for a girl's grandfather. This may not be the biggest mess I've been into but it certainly is one of the most oddest. I suggest we just do what we're told and place those flowers on the grave and then get back to the island.'
'I'm with you, dad, all the way.'
'Good.'
MacGyver and Sam finished their food and threw the cups in the garbage can. In the crowds they saw Jack coming back. 'Jack! Come on, let's go.'
Jack was waving his hand near his mouth. 'Wow, that Indian food is spicey. And I like spicey food.'
'Did you put out your mouthfire, Jack?' MacGyver asked.
'Yeah, whew. Wow. So what's the plan?'
'Pete just called. We better get moving to Varanasi. He's getting worried about the children and I'm getting more and more the need of going back to the island. So let's find some marigold to put on that grave and get out of here.'
MacGyver turned around but in doing so, he bumped into a woman dressed in a sari. 'Oh, excuse, ma'am, I...'
'That's alright, I...'
They looked at each other for a moment and there was recognition.
'MacGyver! Hi!' the woman said and practically jumped him in a hug.
'Penny Parker? What are you doing here?' he said trying to sound enthousiastic.
'I live here now.'
'You do?'
'Yes. Remember your birthday? Well, it's at least ten years ago. Anyway, I told Jack once I had my palm read by Madame Bourguiba over on Melrose and she said that I would live in India in a little hut on the Ganges. And look at me now. She was right.'
'Great.'
'I guess, she was,' Jack said.
'Jack! How good to see you,' she said and hugged him as well.
So how long have you been living out here?' MacGyver asked.
'About five or six years. We haven't seen each other in a while, you know?'
'Well, you left without telling me.'
'Well, you never returned my calls.'
'I was busy.'
He was not. He was just ignoring her.
'So who's your friend? He's cute,' she said eyeing the dark haired young man.
'Boy, she's in for a surprise,' Jack said.
'Great. I love surprises.'
'Penny Parker, I like you to meet Sam.'
'Hi, Sam. I'm Penny,' she said and they shook hands.
'I've heard,' he said.
'So, how do you know, MacGyver?' she said still holding his hand.
'Well,' he said still smiling, 'he is my father.'
Penny bursts out in laughing. MacGyver, Jack and Sam all forced a laugh.
'Don't be silly,' she laughed. 'MacGyver doesn't have any kids.'
'He does now,' he laughed back at her.
Again they forced a laugh.
'Yeah, right, that's a good one,' she said still laughing.
'Tell me about it. You should've seen his face when he found out about me.'
They laughed again and this time they were not faking it. Jack coughed from laughing.
'He was like: "huh?" Weren't you, dad?'
'Yeah, I was,' MacGyver laughed. 'Surprised, I didn't have a heart attack.'
Sam laughed even harder now. Jack was shaking all over from laughing.
'This is the best I ever heard,' Jack said.
'Get out of town,' she said laughing.
They all kept laughing and the people walking around started to gawk at them.
'Well, I will, but it doesn't make it any less true,' Sam laughed.
'Wait, you're not kidding,' Penny said.
'No, he's not,' Jack said while wiping tears of laughter.
'I really am his son, Penny,' Sam said trying to get a hold of himself.
'Really?'
She still couldn't believe it.
'Wait, I'll show you.'
Sam took out his locket and showed her the pictures of MacGyver and Kate.
'That's my mother, Katherine and here's my dad.'
Jack walked up to MacGyver and patted him on the shoulder. 'I haven't had a laugh like this in years, Mac.'
'Me either, Jack. Never thought I would have this much fun with Penny Parker.'
Sam and Penny got a hold of themselves again.
'You really are his son,' Penny said.
'Yep.'
'So what happened to your mom?'
'She died when I was a kid.'
'I'm sorry,' Penny said.
'She got killed in China but that's a long time ago. Then I found dad. We've been hanging out ever since.'
'He works as photojournalist for the Foundation,' MacGyver said who also got a hold of himself again. 'We work together on several assignments.'
'Like now?' she asked.
'Yeah.'
'So what are you doing in India then?'
'We're working on a assignment for Phoenix.'
'Is Mr. Thornton still director of field operations?'
'Yeah, he is.'
'Give him my regards.'
'I will,' he said. 'So we're actually here on a mission. We're on our way to Varanasi.'
'Really? That's where I live.'
'You're kidding.'
'No, I really live there. That's where my hut is at the Ganges.'
'No way.'
'Yes way. Why don't you come along? I was on my way home anyway.'
MacGyver looked at Jack and Sam, who seemed to agree.
'Fine, then.'
'But we better get moving or else we miss the train,' she said.
'Won't be the first time I had to catch a train with a cab,' MacGyver said.

Varanasi
At the Ganges


An hour later after an uncomfortable trip in a chockfull train, MacGyver, Jack, Sam and Penny arrived in Varanasi. Penny brought them to her little hut. Despite the heavily polluted Ganges her hut was located in a seemingly paradise on earth. She had a view on the buildings on the other side of the riverbank.
'Please, come in. Make yourself comfortable.'
The hut itself was fluffy, real Penny Parker-like.
'Cosy,' Jack said.
'I would call it: fluffy,' MacGyver responded.
'Let's sit outside in the garden,' Penny suggested.
They went outside. The garden was also typical Penny Parker-style with lots of flowers and a small fountain. They all sat down around a garden table. Penny brought a plateau with cups and tea. She gave everyone a cup before she sat down.
'So, what's the assignment?' she asked.
'Well, we've been working the past few weeks on a special assignment,' MacGyver explained. 'Ever heard of Camp United?'
Penny shook her head while drinking her tea.
'It's a camp located on an island in the Pacific.'
'What sort of camp?'
'Children from all around the world can gather there during the summer to talk about political and other world issues,' Sam said.
'Like a government?'
'More or less,' MacGyver said. 'But in the past few weeks things went awry. This is all still in an experimental phase. We have six children in our care for now and ever since my first day there things have gone wrong. The children are intolerable. We've been in England, Egypt, China, Buthan and now we're here. All for the sake of the children.'
'How come they are intolerable?'
'We don't know. We thought one was homesick, then another one went missing, another one had anger issues. Now we're here because one of the girls asked us to deliver some flowers on her grandfather's grave. We're actually looking for a graveyard.'
'Well, that might a problem,' Penny said.
'How's that?' Jack asked.
'Because there are no graveyards in Varanasi.'
'What?' MacGyver was shocked.
MacGyver, Jack and Sam all shared a look.
'What?' Penny wondered.
'I don't believe this,' Sam said. 'Endrani is from Varanasi herself. Why wouldn't she know something like that?'
'That's a very good question, Sam,' MacGyver said. 'This whole thing just gets more and more bizarre.'
'What do you mean, MacGyver?' Penny asked.
'Just a lot of contradictories. We've had unhappy kids who claimed to be happy, we've had happy kids who claimed to be unhappy and the list goes on and on.'
'That is weird,' she said.
'Not to mention, we were being followed,' Jack said.
'By who?'
'Jack,' MacGyver said as if he said something he shouldn't have.
'What? It's true.'
MacGyver sighed. 'We were but we lost them in the Himalayas.'
'Who followed you?'
'Murdoc.'
Penny gasped. 'Are you saying that terrible man is still alive?'
'Afraid so.'
'I remember how he pulled off his face in front of me in that big scary old theatre.'
'Pulled off his face?' Sam asked shocked.
'It wasn't his face,' MacGyver said. 'He was wearing a mask. Half of his face was covered in scars from burning wounds. When he tried to kill me and Pete in the theatre, he was disguised as Jacques Leroux. He used half a mask to cover the scars in order to be someone else.'
'And now he's back?' Penny asked.
'Yeah. Murdoc's organization HIT, also had plans for the island, to make it a training ground. Only Phoenix got the island first. They've been following and sabotaging us ever since. Last we saw them they hijacked our plane. We jumped ship and haven't seen them after that.'
'That must've been terrifying.'
'It sure gets the old adrenaline kicking,' Sam said.
'So HIT is trying to get their hands on the island?'
'Exactly,' MacGyver said, 'and I'm beginning to think they're using the children to get what they want.'
'Are you saying they're brainwashed,' Jack asked.
'Interesting choice of words, Jack. But no, not brainwashed. Maybe they're manipulated or forced to do act like that.
'But they said they wouldn't hurt the kids,' Sam said.
'Maybe not physically. Maybe they're holding their parents captive in order to get to the children to do what they want.'
MacGyver tapped the sides of his chair thinking. 'Penny, you said there are no graveyards in Varanasi, right?'
'That's right,' she answered.
'How do the Hindus remember their passed away ones then?'
'Well, actually, they honor their deceased by throwing flowers on the Ganges.'
'They, what?' Sam asked.
'In our world, we put flowers on graves. Here in India they put flowers on rivers. You see, the Ganges is a holy river and belongs to the river goddess Ganga. Hindus believe that bathing in this river will wash away their sins.'
'That river didn't look exactly clean.'
'I wouldn't drink of it either,' Penny said, 'but it's the way things are here.'
'I've known about the Ganga Action Plan but that didn't exactly work out as it should be. I guess, this would be an interesting assignment for our environmental programme,' MacGyver said. 'But now, we need to get those flowers and throw them into the river then, if that's the costum here.'
'What sort of flowers?' Penny asked.
'Marigolds.'
'Ah,' she said and pointed behind MacGyver. 'Look behind you.'
MacGyver turned around and saw marigolds right behind him. 'Of course, you would have those flowers.'
'Of course. You can take some of them, if you'd like.'
'Really?'
'Sure, if it helps that little girl, I'd be glad to help.'
'You're a doll, Penny.'
Penny smiled at him.
'We'll throw it in the river right away then.
They returned to the river and MacGyver threw the flowers in the river.
'For your grandfather, Endrani.'
The PDA beeped again.
'What's that?' Penny asked.
'A PDA. That's how we stay in touch with the camp.'
MacGyver answered the call but the transmission was very blurry.
'MacGyver? Can... ou... ear, me?' Pete asked.
'Pete? Pete! The connection's bad, I can barely make you out.'
'The weather... is... ting... bad, again. I have... some... portant... to... ell, ou. Mac... ver?'
The connection went broke.
'What?' Sam asked.
'We lost connection. The weather must be getting bad again at camp. He had something important to tell me.'
'What then?' Jack asked.
'He didn't say. But we really need to get back to the camp.'
'Any word on James?' Sam asked.
'I assume he left, last time we spoke, but who knows how long it'll take for him to get here.'
'You really are neck-deep in trouble, aren't you?' Penny said.
'It's a big mess, that's for sure,' MacGyver said and looked up at the sky. It was getting late in the afternoon. 'We'll lose light in a few hours and I doubt James will be here before that. Penny, can we spend the night at your place if necessary?'
'Sure, that's no problem. You can freshen up and I'll make my Indian curry dish for dinner. If I don't put the stove on fire again.'
'Huh?'
'Just kidding.'
'Ah.'
'Come on, let's go back.'
On their way back to the hut Sam noticed this signpost with two arrows pointing in each direction. One said: "Taj Mahal this way." The other one said: "Temple of Doom that way."
'Hey, dad, look.'
MacGyver turned around.
'Want to go see Temple of Doom?'
'Nah, I've already seen it.'
'That temple is real?' Jack asked.
'Jack, I've seen Lara Croft and a mummy chasing someone who looked like Indiana Jones. Why wouldn't the Temple of Doom be real?'
'Good question.'
MacGyver rolled his eyes which made Penny smile.
'Come on, let's go,' he said.
'Too bad, we're so far away from the Taj Mahal. I really wanted to get a snapshot of that,' Sam said.
'The Taj Mahal is way in the West from where we are,' Penny said.
'Maybe next time.' (Music comes up here)
MacGyver, Sam, Jack and Penny returned to the little hut where the three guys stayed for the night. The next day, they said goodbye to Penny and went to the international airport outside of Varanasi where James was indeed waiting for them to fly them back to the camp.
(The music reaches it's peak and we fade out here)

I think the poison that was used was applied to this knife, passed to the mutton when it was cut and then activated by the wine. - MacGyver.
Sometimes you just have to die a little inside to be reborn and rise again as a stronger and wiser version of you.
It's better to be a little sad than to be fake content.

 
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I think the poison that was used was applied to this knife, passed to the mutton when it was cut and then activated by the wine. - MacGyver.
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