"Hm…."
Junior groaned some loudly. One of his henchman noticed him in a bit of a bad mood and walked up to him.
"Something the matter, boss?"
"Huh? Oh. Yeah. I'm so sick and tired of those Beacon Academy brats being able to run, frolic, and skip freely. ESPECIALLY that blonde."
"Is there anything we can do to help, boss?"
"Hmmm. You know, there just might be. First I got to make a call."
Junior pulled out his scroll, and dialed a number. It started to ring. On the other end was an associate of Torchwick.
"Ugh, Junior, this better be good to call me on my off day."
The female voice pouted on the other end of the end.
"Hey, I have an idea to get an upper hand on the brats of Beacon."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, could you rob a dust shop for me? I could easily have my henchmen or the Twins do it….but they're not exactly robbing material."
"I guess I could…but I really wanted this day off."
"Hey, I'll throw in something for you. Something I would never do in a million years."
"Humph, fine. I'll get Mercury and Emerald and we'll meet up at your club."
"Oh, one more thing. Could you get me one of every color please? And if you can at least two of every for this "experiment". "
"Alright, I guess I'll do it for you. See you in a bit."
"Okay, thanks. Bye."
Junior hung up and put the scroll in his jackets pocket.
"For now. I mix up a 'killer' drink. Which one of you idiots wants to bring the caged Grimm from downstairs?!"
"We will!"
"Alright, you three bring it up here. DO NOT. I REPEAT NOT let it out!"
"Yes sir!"
The three henchmen ran to the stairs inside the club and walked down them.
"Alright, while they do that. Who wants to help by doing some research?"
"I will sir! I know my science stuff!"
Another henchman shouted.
"Alright, bring a computer and get set up. I want information about the human DNA."
"Will do sir!"
"Now, all I have to do is mix up a strong drink….hmm."
Junior turned around, looking at his collection of drinks. An idea struck him. He pulled out two bottles. One of them was black, had a white label with a picture of vampire teeth that had the elongated canines dripping with blood. In fancy calligraphy "Vampire's Blood" for the drinks name. The second bottle was a dark green. There was a grey label on it with a grave stone and a zombie hand coming out from the ground. This drinks name was "Nightmare of the Undead" with the title written in blood like font. . Junior had pulled out a cup. As he did so the three henchmen that went to grab the caged Grimm, had lightly dropped the cage next to him.
"Here you go sir! We got the caged Grimm for you!"
"Good. Now feed it."
"E-excuse me sir?"
One of the henchmen looked at Junior terrified.
"Are we going to have a problem?"
Junior looked at his henchman with an angry look. The henchman gulped.
"Er, no sir! What shall I feed it with then?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know? Go check down stairs. There has to be SOMETHING it can eat."
"Very well sir!"
The henchman ran off. Junior started to mix the two drinks together in the cup. Just as he did the once red color of "Vampire's Blood" now turned to a greenish color. The club doors swung open as three people entered.
"Oh, hey, it's my ole pall Junior! Word on the street is that you have an idea. I hope you don't mind. I brought some associates along."
"Oh, hey Torchwick. I see you brought your Ice Cream pet. Who's the other guy?"
Junior looked at the man with a mask that also had a chainsaw. Neo looked at Junior a bit unhappily when he called her "Ice Cream pet".
"You know, I wouldn't call my girlfriend "Ice Cream pet" for it would be a real shame if something happened to your club, Junior~."
Roman chuckled as he blew a cloud of smoke from his lit cigar.
"Oh, congratulations you two then. And also sorry Neo for calling you that. It's also convenient how you brought almost everyone. All we're missing is Cinder. She's HOPEFULLY getting my dust for this experiment."
Junior groaned a bit. Neo was beside Roman, twirling her parasol.
"Ohhh yeah, sorry about that. I forgot to introduce you to our Lieutenant. He's the one that took down that Schnee girl during our Train Heist."
"That's cool, nice to meet you. I'm Hei Xiong. Everyone just calls me 'Junior'."
The Lieutenant nodded at Junior.
"So, Junior, what is this 'plan' that you have on your mind?"
Roman tilted his head as he sat on a barstool.
"Uh, I'd like to wait till Cinder and those brats get here. I don't want to repeat myself."
"Fair enough, fair enough."
As Junior continued stirring up the drink he was working on. As he did, the doors swung open again. Three more people entered. It was a brunette, a green haired girl, and a silver haired male. They were all carrying briefcases.
"Sorry it took us so long, Junior. THESE TWO wouldn't shut up on our way back."
Cinder pouted.
"Well it's not our fault that we-"
"IF YOU TWO DON'T SHUT THE HELL UP, I'M GOING TO BURN THE LIVING HELL OUT OF YOU AND FEED YOU TWO TO THAT CONVENIENTLY CAGED GRIMM!"
"Jeeze, I can't just win over you."
Mercury scoffed as they continued to walk towards Junior.
"Hey finally, you got what I requested, right?"
Junior questioned.
"Yeah, two of every color."
Neo, turned around to see who was talking to find Mercury. Sparkles started to shine in her eye and a bit of drool escaped her mouth. She bit her lip.
"Look at that ass, and he's roughly the same age as me…."
She thought to herself.
"So, Junior, you have my payment, right? Doing this isn't exactly free."
Cinder glared at him with her emerald hues.
"Yeah, yeah. I got your payment."
Junior stated as he waved at his henchmen.
"Sir?"
"Take everything into the backroom."
"On it boss."
The men lifted up the caged Grimm and headed on towards the back.
"So you're payments in the backroom. We should all move into there for a little more…privacy. Just in case someone wants to try and interrupt us. Follow me everyone."
Junior took the cup and drinks with them as they walked into the back room. The backroom was a bit bigger than one would expect. It consisted of a long hallway. On each side were curtains leading into small rooms. Junior led them into a bigger room that had a table, and a stripper pole.
"So….what's up with the stripper pole?"
Emerald questioned as they all walked in the room.
"Well, this building used to be a stripper house. When I moved in it was abandoned. So I turned the place into a proper club. I never touched these rooms because some of the female crowd wanted something to do. Plus it brought me in some more money."
"Here you go boss, everything's in the room."
The henchmen stated.
"Thanks, could you go watch the club? I have a meeting to attend to."
"Will do sir. If anyone wants to try and come in?"
"Just escort them out. If they're here to drink let me know."
"Will do sir."
The henchmen walked out.
"Okay, so Cinder. Here's your payment."
Junior walked up to a briefcase that was in the far right corner of the room. He picked it up and walked over to Cinder. He opened it to reveal $50,000 in the case. Her eyes turned to dollar signs as she drooled some.
"Yeah. This will do. Thanks Junior."
"Okay, so before you leave I have one more favor to ask you."
"Anything for you~."
She licked her lips.
"Okay. So you are all here because I have a plan on getting revenge on that damned Beacon Academy and all of those worthless brats that are helplessly trapped in there. I have come up with a theory and a formula that will kill humans. Then revive them into walking dead creatures. Or other known as "zombies". So. Roman, you have 4 missiles made, right?"
"What, who told you that?"
Roman glared at him, pointing his cigar at him.
"Word spreads around quickly in the criminal underground."
"Fair enough. And yes, I do. I made them for another reason, but for some odd reason I can't remember."
"That's a shame. But. Could I maybe use one of them against Beacon? I need at least one of them for this disease to spread."
Junior pleaded.
"You know, I actually will. I'm feeling in a good mood. Which is actually rare."
Mercury started coughing.
"H-hey, can I go outside? It's a bit too HOT in here and I need to breathe."
Mercury continued to cough.
"OH I'LL MAKE IT HOT IN HERE YOU LITTLE TWERP!"
Cinder practically lit herself on fire on how angry she was.
"Yeah, that's fine. You don't HAVE to turn yourself into a zombie if you don't want to. I just want to do this for revenge against those damn Academy brats."
"Th-thanks."
As Mercury walked out of the room, Neo had placed a hand on her 'area', and the other tugged Roman's coat and did a little dance to resemble "I have to go to the bathroom." Roman turned to look at her and noticed her dance. He took out his cigar and blew a cloud of smoke.
"Neo, do you have to go to the 'potty'?"
Neo rapidly nodded her head up and down.
"Hey Junior, where's the ladies room at for her?"
"Oh, just go down the room we came in from, all the way down to the right. You'll see a stair case on your left, DON'T go down there, door to the restroom is on the right."
Neo nodded her head and ran out of the room. As she caught up to Mercury who was almost outside of the club, she grabbed his arm.
"Huh? Oh. It's you."
Neo nodded her head and took him outside.
"So, Cinder. I want you to be the one who launches this rocket. Because we all will be zombies and will have no control over what we do."
"Or actually….I think I might launch it myself, before we turn over. I think that'll work better."
Junior added.
"So….Junior. What's the caged Grimm for?"
The Malachite twins asked at the same time.
"Oh yeah. So I am using it as a test subject. To show that the drink kills, then the dust revives. Emerald, could you toss me a red container of dust, please?"
"Yeah. Here."
Emerald took one out of her briefcase, then tossed it to Junior. He caught it and took the lid off. He poured some of the dust into the drink, then stirred it with the spoon.
"So, all you do is just have the Grimm drink this. And then the magic happens."
Junior put the spoon with the drink in it, it licked it. The Grimm started to get aggressive. It started growling, snarling, and then dropped to the floor in the cage. It laid there, dead to the world.