Back in Roostville,
Officer Lightoller led a memorial service for the late Sheriff, accompanied
by Raptor, Gorgozilla, Melkor, Mrs. Khandejifer, Bill, Bruce Parker, Gamingboy,
Morgoth and Jet Jaguar. This was truly one of Roostville's saddest moments.
went back to his offices at City Hall and plopped in his chair behind the
monstrous desk he had installed when he got elected. Not only did he think
it signified his new position in the scheme of things, it also provided
a great place for numerous computers, surveillance systems and other fun
The service had
been solemn and dignified, with nearly everyone from Roostville in attendance.
Residents of the surrounding communities were also there, as well as squad
cars from every jurisdiction for miles around as their chief law enforcement
officers paid their respects. The Mayor wondered what the funeral would
be like if this small remembrance was any example of the impression Varan
had made on the world.
duties of his office and having his "toys" at hand, Gamingboy felt there
was something else he needed to be doing as he half consciously flipped
through paper or more high tech correspondence and data. Not making much
progress, he figured a little break was in order and checked out his favorite
message boards and even tried to lose himself in a game or two. It wasn't
was waiting on him, like a buried file beneath the clutter of his massive
desk. Spying a parking ticket a citizen had asked him to "fix", it came
to him: Roostville was now without a Sheriff!
through his racing mind, he pulled up various rosters on the city database:
Mod Squad, City
Administration, the League
of Un-Ordinary Gentlethings®, Roostville
Rifle and Maser Society and printed off enough copies for all the Mods
and assorted others he might have to confer with.
Since the Mod
Station was closest and its staff easiest to round up, he called the dispatcher
to have everyone assembled there in half an hour. Knowing how things worked
in the place (thanks to his curiosity and sense of power upon taking office),
he darn well knew that not only would any "report to the station" calls
go out over the Mobile Data Terminals the patrol officers had in their
cars, there would be a flurry of messaging between them that no scanner
belonging to nosy citizens picked up. As for anyone wondering why about
every unit in the town suddenly began showing up, oh well. The main thing
was that he would know what to expect when he addressed the law men.
crap. we're screwed
did we do this time????
going to get a royall tail twisting for sure
Im out of uniform!!!
called this frigging meting anyways/its my lunch breke"
They went back
and forth. He made a point to use this little goody more often when things
got slow and definitely planned to have a unit installed at his house.
"The night crew
probably plays 'Battleship' on these things," he figured.
For proper effect,
the Mayor made sure he was a few minutes late entering the muster room.
Tosha had a portable with her to cover any radio traffic and routed the
incoming lines to the extension phone by the door. Not wanting to keep
her away from her post, Gamingboy stated his purpose.
"I'm looking for
a new sheriff. Anyone interested?"
"Thanks but no thanks, sir. I believe I can do more for the department
right where I am." Gamingboy had to agree, as would anyone who had worked
with her. She excused herself and went back to the communications center.
just shook his head. He wasn't a "desk jockey". Deputy Friar looked like
he would have bolted out the door if Gamingboy hadn't taken a position
in front of it. Little did the Mayor realize that Freddy had called Raptor
as soon as the announcement of the meeting went out and would be telling
her everything that went on. Fred had what was called "street smarts" and
that was where he wanted to keep using them.
the assembled staff, Gamingboy knew he didn't have any takers and wished
everyone a good day. At least Tosha offered a "Sorry, sir," as he departed.
"Well, on to the
next round," GB figured. This batch of possible candidates would be on
his turf as he had directed them to show up at the City Council chamber.
He went over the the League of Un-Ordinary Gentlethings®, Roostville
Rifle and Maser Society and Mod list, wondering which bunch would offer
the best excuses for missing members. As the Mayor entered from the rear
doors, he noted the only ones missing from The League were Count Super
Jet Jaguar, Miyako Aso, Ubergeek, Sheriff Varan and Cam Eleon. The Sheriff
and Miyako had been instrumental in forming it in the first place and Cam
was still in the hospital. Space Varen, Sandworm Phish, Yongary, Melkor,
Evil Genius Man, Angillis 333, Bato-Goji and Enshohma all had seated themselves
together as he had told them he wanted this most unlikely group to help
him out. They had a camaraderie that only their individual uniqueness could
inspire and Gamingboy could appreciate what they had done to save Roostville
from destruction (if certain members didn't blow it up first, including
the missing Count). Raptor and Jet Jaguar were in a far corner, another
"logical" team-up, he figured. The only difference was that where the League
waited expectantly, Raptor was sullenly leaning against the wall and JJ
was standing inert. He chalked up her apparent mood to "a reptile thing"
as so many of them seemed perpetually grumpy (at least in his opinion).
As for the Mods, Sauron and Goji Son were missing and there had been no
contact with either one of them since before Saturday's horrible events.
Strolling to the
front of the big room as casually as he could, Gamingboy sat on the long
table in front of the assembly area and used the same approach he had at
the Mod Station (with the same results).
"No takers, huh.
Well, I guess if I don't get a volunteer, someone's going to have to get
appointed." He looked directly at Raptor and JJ who both stared back at
him like robots who had their batteries removed. The League of Un-Ordinary
Gentlethings® (except for Melkor) stampeded out the door. When the
rush was past, Raptor and JJ excused themselves and more calmly walked
out. Gamingboy got off his perch and went to take the center seat, which
was his in the first place.
have a decision to make."
It was decided
that the robot, Jet Jaguar, would be Roostville's new Sheriff. And what
a fine heir to Varan's throne he would prove himself to be.
While the Mayor
and Mods were mulling over the likely (or otherwise) candidates to fill
the untimely Sheriff vacancy, Raptor and Jet Jaguar had exited the building
as fast as any League member once they got clear of the Council Chamber.
Raptor had told Deputy Friar about her summons when she was called so he
was waiting outside. The three of them high-tailed it for the back door
of Space Cadet Comics and dashed in, advising the proprietor they needed
to borrow the storeroom for a bit. Being regular customers, such arrangements
weren't that unusual. With the door locked, everyone started talking at
once on the latest developments.
"I guess GB is
only doing what he has to," JJ figured. "This town needs a sheriff now
more than ever." Raptor mentioned the GAMZILLA case, which Melkor had made
a point of reminding her about.
"As you well know,
Fred, a trial like that is no picnic and more subpoenas will be served
than there are bootlegs of the latest Godzilla movie in this town. Also,
there will be Varan's inquest..." She hadn't told anyone about the letter
she had found in the Sheriff's desk, wanting to first check out a few things.
The two of them had been at that crime scene themselves and neither had
even completed their paperwork. When Raptor got with Jet Jaguar on Sunday
night, they had discussed the previous day's developments at length but
ended up with more questions than answers.
"And that's how
good police work gets done," Fred reminded them.
"I'll help in
any way I can," JJ advised. "I may not have the 'instincts' you humans
do but I sure have a great memory bank!" His cohorts laughed good-naturedly
but the robot had a very valid point: clues were like data to be processed
to make a case. By the time it got to the trial phase, there is a MASS
of stuff to be considered, often beyond the capabilities of the twelve
peers sitting in the jury box. Too often, the judge himself didn't know
what the issue really was in some civil cases. At least in criminal proceedings,
things could be looked at as cause and effect, which should be right up
"If cops weren't
as much social workers as law enforcers half the time," Fred figured, "we
would have been replaced by robots and computers long ago!"
"And if so many
humans weren't such basket cases like Phish, Hellspawn, the Count and a
bunch of others, you wouldn't need either one," Jet Jaguar quickly deduced.
was out for a walk, alone. She decided to sit at one of the benches in
Toho Park and remained there for some time, lost deep in thought. A man
came and sat down next to her, Rev. Michael Lazarus (whose real name was
Matthew Laurence). He had performed her and Desu's marriage ceremony. The
cleric was also the man who had been hiding in the closet at Sheriff Varan's
office when Raptor discovered the suicide letter.
said. "Is that you?" Mrs. Khandejifer turned to Michael but wasn't really
that thrilled to see him.
"Aw, poor child.
I've heard what you've been going through... Your husband murdered and
the Blood Mass. And the suicide of your friend, Varan. If there is anything,
anything at all that I can do... You just let me know." She just looked
at him. "Any ways... child," he continued. "I have some church related
business to attend to. But if you just want to talk or need anything...
give me a call." Matthew Laurence finally got up and left. From a distance,
Melkor had seen him talking to Princess and came over to her.
"Who was that?"
he asked. Melkor had a bad feeling about the guy.
"Oh, that's Michael.
He's the guy who married me and...." She stopped. "Where were you last
night? I thought you would be coming by..."
"Oh. My car...
got stuck in a ditch," he explained, leaving out the details of his vision
of Hellspawn and encounter with Chernobog. Mrs. Khandejifer then got up
and they walked off, holding hands. She had been seeking more victims to
revive Desu fully and planned to use him but now, she wasn't sure if she
could do it...
Tuesday, Oct. 7
Ubergeek and SJJ
had been awakened rather suddenly by Garland.
Town is 50 miles south but you have to travel through desert sands first...
and fog before you'll reach the sea." It is a small town, sort of resembling
some of those from Zelda 2: The Adventure of Link. Preferably, Darunia,
The Mountain Town. Ubergeek checked his watch.
"What?! 1:30 PM!
Why didn't you wake us earlier?"
"Felt you two
young fellas needed your rest. Now come on. We shall see the Mayor of this
"Why him?" asked
tell me he's the only one who knows the full story of the legend of the
Black Fire Rodan."
They soon arrived
at the Mayor's house and Ubergeek immediately started to ask questions.
Mr. Geek," he began. "I do not know of the exact location but it is said
that in order to find the resting place of the Black Fire Rodan, you must
first travel to the old cemetery. Once there, one of the graves is said
to be a secret tunnel. It is supposed to lead the seeker to where the Black
Fire Rodan is resting. But where exactly on the mountain, I do not know.
Either way, it's a very dangerous path to take. No one who has gone there
has lived to tell about it..."
"What are you
saying?" Ubergeek asked.
is said to be haunted," the Mayor advised. "It is said that the dead walk
freely up there." SJJ was convinced this was all the work of the Blue Devil
and that Ubergeek was just wasting his time.
At first, the
Mayor refused to tell them the location of the cemetery but gave in. The
little party set out again on their quest.
At the edge of
town, they located the path which led up to the cemetery. In the lead,
Ubergeek was determined to discover the existence of the Black Fire Rodan.
As they cautiously walked along, the fog started and became thicker. Soon,
it was as thick as the night before and they could barely see their own
feet in front of them but there were lots of glowing lights ahead. Ubergeek
fell to the ground, got back up and saw that he had bumped into a grave.
"This is it! The
cemetery! We're here!" Those strange noises from the night before on the
mountain could be heard again. Ubergeek and SJJ started to get a little
nervous. Garland, however, was prepared for this. The glowing lights got
closer and the noises louder. Soon, shapes appeared. They were shocked
to see they were surrounded by walking skeletons. SJJ got out one of his
shouted. "Don't! I know what to do." The skeletons circled our heroes,
preparing for the kill.
yelled. "Find the tombstone with the L marking on it like the Mayor said.
I'll try and hold these deadlings off." The fog was so thick that Ubergeek
didn't see the grave marker in front of him and ran into it. As he
bounced off, it moved up to reveal a tunnel.
"I found it!"
he yelled. He and SJJ jumped down. Garland, fighting off the Living Dead,
soon joined them in an underground cave. Garland quickly caused a partial
cave in to keep the dead things out.
"Let us continue
our journey," he said. Within an hour's time, they had walked out of the
cave and were now outside again, somewhere on the mountain.
Back in Roostville,
Melkor had stopped by Desu Mansion again to see Mrs. Khandejifer and most
likely, take her out. Even though she was married, she didn't want to hurt
the young man so they left together. As Desutoroia watched them from one
of the windows above, Melkor could feel something watching him. He turned
to look back but saw nothing unusual...
Thursday, Oct. 9
Count and Garland had traveled through the mountains, only stopping if
absolutely necessary. On their journey, they dodged boulders, climbed large
and dangerous cliffs and walked through small waterfalls. They slept in
dirty old caves to keep safe from the dead that walked at night.
It was nearing
night time again and just as Garland was about to blast open a new cave,
he saw an opening already there. Before the fog thickened, they entered.
"Aw.. Just the
way I like it. Nice and cozy," Ubergeek said.
"I'm a Vamp. I
like to hang from cave ceilings," SJJ reminded them.
Ubergeek started. "We've told you why we're here but you haven't told us
why you are. Why are you here?" He gave the Geekspawn a stern look.
"I too have been
seeking the Black Fire Rodan. I've spent years on the mountain looking
for it. I haven't left Mt. Rodan since I came here. Until the other day
when we traveled to Megalon Town." They all turned when they heard the
sound of rocks falling. There was also the sound of voices in the distance.
"Who's up there,
I wonder?" Ubergeek asked.
"Not the Blue
Devil, I hope." SJJ shuddered. They hurried to find out who else might
be in this remote place. It was Goji Son, telling a group of people assembled
before him about the day their master would return.
"The Todd McFarlane
Cult," Ubergeek whispered. "Hellspawn's cult..."
must be popular back home?" Garland asked.
"Yes, he is."
"In a very negative
way though..." Ubergeek explained. Goji Son noticed them hiding behind
the rocks above his little gathering.
he commanded. Ubergeek, SJJ and Garland stood up.
"It's me," Ubergeek
called. "Geekspawn. Your old friend..." Goji Son was glad to see him and
for the rest of the night, the three travelers and the Todd McFarlane Cult
had a fire together, talked and sang songs. Never once did anyone mention
"You can't love
him." Desutoroia was standing at the top of the stairs, dressed in a blood
stained suit. His wife was a few steps down, looking up at him.
"You know that
I don't. So where's the harm?"
"I said no! Then
find me somebody else, quickly... Before THEY come looking." She nods in
had some errands to run and all the while, Desutoroia spent his time alone
upstairs, Bill still completely unaware of his brother being alive. He
sat, lost deep in thought, dwelling long and hard on the past, before Roostville.
The thoughts seemed to be getting him angry as he clinched his fist and
pounded the wall, endlessly screaming to himself.
Friday, Oct. 10
It was 5:30 in
the morning and the fog was starting to clear up. Garland knew the skeleton
creatures would be gone by now so he got Geekspawn and SJJ to come with
him while the Cult was still sleeping. Outside the cave, they saw another
entrance cut by hand some time ago to look like the face of something demonic,
the Black Fire Rodan perhaps?
"This must be
where the Black Fire Rodan is!" Ubergeek figured.
"Quickly, my friends.
Let's go in before the Cult realizes we're gone," Garland whispered. SJJ
and Ubergeek quickly followed. On entering, they saw what looked to be
a giant ancient shrine and ahead of them, a huge crater in the ground.
Garland approached it and saw molten lava.
is an active volcano. Quickly! We must wake the Black Fire Rodan if there
really is such a creature..."
"Oh, there better
be!" Ubergeek exclaimed. "Or else this trip will have been a complete waste."
The Elf pulled out an old book from his bag. It was very old, from medieval
times when sorcerers and dragons roamed freely in the world. "Garland,
what's in that book? Does it say how to unleash the Black Fire Rodan?"
Ubergeek asked anxiously.
"This book mentions
something similar in every detail. Yes, I think it refers to the Black
Fire Rodan..." Garland started to look around.
"What's he doing?"
"I don't know..."
Aha! I found it!" Garland had plucked from the ground a rare mushroom which
can only be found on Mt. Rodan. He continued to collect plants and other
things from about the cave. When he had everything he needed, he began
mixing them together and made some sort of strange potion.
this. It will make you impervious to the lava."
"So you can be
lowered into the lava as a sacrifice to awaken the Black Fire Rodan."
"What?! I'll die!"
"If you drink
the potion, you won't!" Ubergeek drank it but SJJ had a bad feeling. An
evil presence was there. He could feel it! Could it be the Black Fire Rodan
or was this area the original source of the evil green oozing energy he
and Geekspawn had found? SJJ and Garland lowered Uber into the lava as
"Yes! This is
it!" Garland and the Geekspawn shouted simultaneously. In the lava, Geekspawn
saw a blinding flash of light and a large hole in the wall opened and the
lava started to drain. Garland and Uber waited but nothing happened. The
Geek was very disappointed as SJJ started to pull him back up.
"Ha! There is
no Black Fire Rodan. It's all a myth!" Garland said. "I no longer need
you two any more!" SJJ had now pulled Ubergeek up completely.
"What?! What are
you talking about?" he exclaimed.
Garland was suddenly
struck with pain as a disembodied voice called out: "Destroy them or you
yourself will be faced with oblivion!"
My master..." Garland replied.
"It's the Blue
Devil!" SJJ shouted.
My master is anything but the Blue Devil. The evil presence you felt wasn't
the..." Garland stopped as he heard the growl of a monster. It was coming
from the hole which had opened when Ubergeek was lowered into the lava
"The Black Fire
Rodan! It does exist after all!" Ubergeek gasped in amazement.
It came soaring
up and looked like a regular Heisei Fire Rodan, only more strongly built;
completely black and with glowing red eyes. There was a second lava pit
nearby. The Black Fire Rodan flew over the trespassers. Ubergeek and SJJ
jumped for it but Garland was grabbed by one of its claws. As they were
flying over the second pit, it let go and Garland fell head first and screaming.
Goji Son and the Todd McFarlane Cult had heard the commotion and came rushing
going on? What the Hell is that?"
"It's the Black
Fire Rodan! A mythical species of Rodan!" With the aid of Goji Son and
the Cult, they made their way out of the cave. The Black Fire Rodan remained
inside but there was no telling how long it would stay there.
Is that thing why you are here in the mountains?" Goji Son asked.
"Yes.. Yes it
"No, it isn't.
Me and my pal here sensed an evil presence on this mountain. We came to
investigate after discovering a strange form of evil energy. Then we heard
the legend of Black Fire Rodan and I wanted to see if the creature really
existed. Why are you and your cult here?"
"We are awaiting
our master's return. We are exiled here until that day." Ubergeek and SJJ
decided that since nightfall would be approaching soon and the fog came
out at night with those walking dead, they'd stay on the mountain with
Goji Son and his crazy crew.
said to Super Jet Jaguar. "We'll head back to Megalon Town."
To put it lightly,
the Geek was in a gray funk. Not a month had passed since the 'Duel of
the Fates' debacle in which an 'unscheduled' 2-on-2 match with Ancalagon
the Black and one nasty child of Ghidorah, intended to cap off the Final
Round's 'festivities,' had been thankfully crashed by an Ogasawara/JASDF
strike team. With the 11th hour aid of those few Crimson Warriors©
who'd survived the early rounds (not to mention the Black Dragon's hellishly
volatile mate, Malystryx), the were-Goji couple had just barely crawled
from the Coliseum when Hellspawn's demonic vanguard made their debut in
Returning to their
respective 'day jobs' (Miyako to her Ogasawara post and Uber to supervising
of Monsters®' repairs) was almost a cakewalk after such ordeals,
though the three day R&R period (with emphasis on REST) they'd spent
together certainly helped.
upon consulting Melkor and thus learning of Hellspawn's second attack (with
a profoundly histrionic description of their Big Showdown), the Geekspawn
was quickly brought low again. Hundreds of innocent citizens, seeking only
an accepting home in which to ply their livelihoods, had suffered at the
demon's hands. In the were-Goji's mind, all because he'd ignored his inner
saurian's instincts and refrained from tearing that wretched Malebogia
wannabe's throat out when he had the chance. Of course, considering what
Melkor had told him regarding the fiend's 'last words,' Hellspawn might
not have stayed dead anyway.
possibility, combined with his sense of guilt, had sent Ubergeek off on
this ostensible 'research project' with the Count, of all people. And who
should they run into but the redoubtable Mr. Mensik, complete with his
cult of Hellspawn Acolytes®, not to mention an apparently supernatural
Fire Rodan Derivative©, quite enough by itself.
And to top all
that off, you had Garland, who was apparently taking orders from some unseen
power up to the point where the Ebon Mutant Pterosaurô dumped him into
an active volcano. Again, considering Melkor's account, that should've
raised an alarm bell or two, which only made Uber's 'sacrificial'
offer seem insane, even by his standards. For one thing, no herbal concoction
known to humanity could have repelled lava and it was doubtful were-Gojis
would actually need such protection. And third, why? What had twisted the
formerly level-headed Goji Son into heading this fey cult and why would
anyone want to raise a monstrosity like the Black Rodan?
At the moment,
the Geeky one could only draw one conclusion: he was in over his head,
not functioning up to par and in dire need of some additional support.
OK, three conclusions.
turned down Goji Son's room/board offer at the McFarlane Cult's chapter
back in Megalon Town©, Ubergeek and the Count were camped out in a
freshly excavated tunnel near the top of Mt. Eternity, an inactive volcano
just south of Black Rodan's resting-place. The view, in a nearly full moon's
illumination, spanned the valley below, the distant town and the live fire
mountains. Said view was obscured as the Count touched down, back from
a patrol/foraging sweep. Observing his comrade lost in thought, Super JJ
offered a plump, fuzzy 'snack' (actually a Late Cretaceous multituberculate
mammal). Uber gestured toward a pile of stripped and charred bones at the
back of the tunnel; he'd done just fine on his own, thanks. Silently (for
once), the cyborg Vampire© settled down to sup on his prize, leaving
the Geekspawn free to dig out his laptop from the ever-present Uber-Packô.
Addressed to Melkor,
Raptor, the Dark Lords® and new Mayor Gamingboy©, the first email
provided an update on the 'research' team's status. A second, intended
for his fellow were-Gojis, added a request for assistance to said update
and a third draft for Miyako expressed his less tangible suspicions, as
well as an apology for his rather flippant note to her earlier. Sending
all three messages on their way, the Spawn of Kenny joined Super JJ in
scanning the night's inky depths. Even if this turn of events only led
down more fell trails, such things were nothing new to his 'kind.'
Saturday, Oct. 11
The Mayor of Megalon
Town had given them a map to find their way back to Roostville but somewhere
along the way, they got lost and nightfall was nearing. Uber was planning
to tell Melkor of the mythical Rodan and show it to him. God only knows
what SJJ was planning to do upon his return to Roostville..
Those skeletal creatures will be coming out soon..."
"Yes, I know..."
He started to wonder if he'd ever make it back alive. Just then, the fog
started rolling in....
SJJ pointed. "It's the entrance to Garland's shrine!" Geekspawn looked
Then that means..."
We're getting close to Rodanville! We're almost home!" Ubergeek and SVAMP
spent the night camped in there, hiding from the evil skeletal creatures
which were waiting outside. But they'd be gone by morning.
Sunday, Oct. 12
night in Garland's shrine up on the mountain, Ubergeek and Super Jet Jaguar
had continued their journey home, only to get lost again and travel around
"Shit! Are we
ever gonna make it back home, Uber?"
"We will, SVAMP,
we will... Somehow, we'll find a way." The heat was really starting to
get to them so they decided to take a break and sat down on the rocks.
They were tired and exhausted from the days of traveling and heard the
sound of a hideous, monstrous roar come from the Black Fire Rodan. They
looked up to see it soaring through the clouds above.
"Let's just hope
that thing doesn't decide to go to Roostville..." said Ubergeek. He was
convinced that if it were to ever be unleashed, it would make Hellspawn's
reign if terror look like a picnic. Shortly, the Black Fire Rodan retreated
back to its cave.
"Wait 'til Melkor
sees this!" he said. "Just wait..."
Later, as they
were walking, SJJ noticed it. "He's here. UBER, GET DOWN!!" the Count screamed
as a red energy beam ripped through Uber's heart. "Blue Devil, SHOW YOURSELF!!!"
"YOU HATH GROWN
WEAKER SINCE I LAST SAW YOU..." said the ancient warrior, appearing before
screamed as his skin started to change, muscles growing and eyes becoming
more yellow. His claws were sharper and ears pointier. Clothes turned into
an armored suit with a flowing black cape behind him.
"I, AFIAG, SHALL
DESTROY THEE!!" the transformed vampire screamed. A ball of hellfire appeared
out of his claws, launching itself at the Blue Devil.
Count Super Jet
Jaguar snapped out of it. It was all a dream... or was it? It had felt
too real to be a dream. Ubergeek was still fine and there was no trace
of the negative energy. It was more like Melkor's recent encounters with
Hellspawn; day dreams or in this case, they were visions.
SVAMP had just
prophesied the the coming of the Blue Devil. He wondered if he should tell
Uber but decided it would be best to keep it to himself... for now.
It was late and
Queen Ghidorah had gone to the Roostville Catholic Church to see its pastor,
Obi-Juan. As she entered, no one was there so she looked around. There
was no sign of Obi-Juan but she heard voices down in the basement of the
church. Matthew Laurence and some of his minions were playing cards there
and she overheard him discussing some scheme to kill the Count, Super Jet
Jaguar. She got out of there as fast as she could but Laurence heard her
and intended to see who had been eavesdropping on his plans. Queen Ghidorah,
hiding at the back of the church, got out her cell phone and dialed Raptor's
number. There was no answer but she was able to leave a message.
Queen G. I'm outside the Roostville Catholic Church... I overheard some
people talking about an assassination attempt to be made on SVAMP."
Laurence, lurking in the shadows behind her, heard everything.
"Now, now missy...
No one likes a rat!" He grabbed her, kicking and screaming but Laurence
seemed to have SUPER STRENGTH. "You're coming with me..."
Monday, Oct. 13
her office before any of the other Mods had shown up. She was startled
to see a man standing there. Laurence then played the message on the answering
"I'm sorry, Raptor,
but the fewer people who know, the better." He smiled happily. "Take her,
boys!" A group of thugs came in and quickly removed Raptor from the building,
placing her in the back of a truck with Queen Ghidorah. Laurence then hopped
into the driver's seat and drove off.
The Play at the Anguirus
Theatre, Act I:
the truck just outside the old Anguirus Theatre, a couple of miles from
town on the highway leading through the Gamera Fields.
"Oh, how I once
adored this place!" he said. "Now, let's take them inside." The thugs brought
Raptor and Queen Ghidorah out of the back. Laurence then had them handcuffed
and tied to chairs so they were unable to escape.
"Let us leave
these bothersome insects here where no one will find them and continue
our trip to Mt. Rodan." He and his lieutenants left for Rodanville but
just in case someone came snooping about, a few goons stayed behind. There
was something in those mountains that he wanted but when their boss had
departed, the thugs decided to have a little fun and called the Mod Station.
Sheriff Jet Jaguar
was sitting in his office doing paper work, easily enjoying his first week
on the job when one of the Mods informed him they just received an anonymous
tip that illegal drugs were being stored at the Anguirus Theatre. JJ got
up, ready to take legal action.
"Round up as many
Mods as you can muster and let's get to that theatre!" the robot ordered.
The thugs had
made preparations for their arrival. Sheriff Jaguar entered the building
alone while the others waited outside as backup. The place was dark but
the curtains in front of the stage unfolded and there, strapped to a chair
with duck tape over her mouth was Raptor.
on?" JJ whispered. A man dressed in old medieval style clothing came on
stage. Queen Ghidorah was then ushered out, dressed as a princess.
"Thee shall duel
me in a great battle for the love of these women."
JJ jumped up onto
the huge platform. "Alrightey. I except your challenge..." A spotlight
came on and panned over the seats below where many mannequins sat expectantly
waiting for the show to begin.
"You've got quite
the audience for your performance there," JJ said but he knew this was
no mere play act. This duel was real. A sword was tossed to him. "Great.
I always wanted to be like Errol Flynn."
"JET!" Queen Ghidorah
yelled out. One of the thugs covered her mouth with his hand.
part wasn't in the script!"
CHAPTER 4: The
RMB Mercenary Service