Ch. 3
Meanwhile in the English city of Riverpole, three teenage boys in matching outfits of red pants and purple jackets with green shirts underneath walked out of the Rigby theatre after doing one of their performances for their European tour. The boys were, in fact, the famous American rock band the Impossibles. "How's about we get something to eat before heading back to the hotel," said the tall, red-headed band member as he pulled the car keys out of his pocket with one hand while holding his guitar in another.
"Sounds good to me. I could go for a cheeseburger, myself," said the short boy with blond hair, carrying his guitar under his arm.
"I expected you would say something like that, tubby," said the black-haired boy as he carried his guitar over his shoulder.
"Very funny. Why don't you make fun of my height while you're at it."
"I was just kidding. Don't have a cow about it, man," said the black-haired boy as he playfully smacked his short band mate on the shoulder.
As the boys were about to climb inside the Impossi-mobile, the short boy's guitar started beeping.
"Uh-oh. Looks like we got a call from the chief."
"I guess lunch will have to wait, then," the red head replied.
"We received some information that someone has been stealing jewelry stores in Riverpole and right now the culprit was last seen heading towards another one called Lucy Diamonds. You boys need to get there and capture him," said Big D when he appeared on the small screen.
"Yes, sir!" said the boys in unison.
Once the small screen automatically turned off, the singing Impossibles transformed into the crime fighting Impossibles. The short blond transformed into Coil Man, the black-haired boy transformed into Fluid Man and the red head transformed into Multi Man. "Rally-Ho!" the teenage heroes exclaimed as they quickly climbed into the Impossi-mobile and drove off towards the Lucy Diamonds jewelry store. When the Impossibles arrived at the jewelry store, they noticed that the place seemed deserted and the glass window was shattered. As the Impossibles climbed out of the Impossi-mobile and heading towards the jewelry store, a red flash soared out the window and passed the young heroes as they quickly ducked to the ground. The boys looked up and saw a strange figure clad in orange and red standing on top of a street lamp.
"What the heck is that thing? Some kind of bird?" asked Coiley.
"Since when do birds have hands? Look!" Fluey replied, pointing at the crook's talon like hand which was holding four silver laced amulets with a different colored jewel attached to each one. The crook spread his cloak once more and flew back up in the air.
"We gotta go after that guy!" shouted Fluey.
"But we need to check on the folks from the store first. They might need our help," Multi replied.
"Um, fellas. I don't think we can do anything for them now," said Coiley, looking through the shattered window. The other heroes went up towards the store and gasped in shock when they saw what happened inside. Almost all the walls and including the bodies that were scattered all over the floor were covered in gore and blood.
"Holy body counts! This wasn't a jewelry heist, it's a massacre!" Fluey exclaimed.
"Then we better go after that murderous thief before we lose him and he starts attacking again," Multi replied and he and the others quickly climbed back in their car. The Impossibles drove through the streets looking for the flying thief, but they couldn't even find a trace of the winged crook.
"Hollerin' hi-fis. We couldn't even find a trace of that winged crook," said Multi.
"We've been looking for that guy for half an hour now. He's probably long gone," said Coiley, steering the wheel. Suddenly, the orange and red fiend was flying pass the Impossibles as he made a quick turn to the left.
"Soaring killer birds! There he goes. Step on it, Coiley!" Fluey shouted.
"Roger, Fluey," said Coiley as he drove the Impossi-mobile at an accelerating pace. The Impossi-mobile made a quick turn and drove down the streets until Coiley quickly stepped on the brakes which made a screeching halt when he spotted a car parked in the middle of the road. The mysterious car was a jaguar e-type automobile coated in raven black and it had a hood ornament that looked like an icy blue, horse's head.
"Hey! What kind of ditz would leave their car here?!" Fluey exclaimed.
"I think I see some passengers inside there, but they don't seem to be moving," said Coiley squinting at the black car.
"We better check this out," said Multi as he and others climbed out of the Impossi-mobile. As the Impossibles were about to walk towards the black jaguar, they immediately stopped when the doors flew opened. The first person, who stepped out of the car, was a scornful looking, young man in s black top hat. The second person was another young man, but dressed in magenta and a wizard like attire. The last passenger was a white skinned man dressed in blue with a cane in his right hand. They walked up to the Impossibles calmly without saying anything or even making a sound. The leader stood in front of the Impossibles while his companions stood behind him.
The leader placed his cane in front of himself, leaned on it and finally said with a cool smile, "Sorry lads, but this road is closed now,"
There was a long pause as the Impossibles just stared at the strangely dressed, young men, they then looked at each other and looked at the three boys again. Fluey put his hand over his mouth and started snorting while the others did the same thing. Then, they burst out laughing while the three assassins still stood there calmly watching the Impossibles enjoy their laughs.
"Oh, man! Did you guys lose a bet or do you work at a French circus?" asked Fluey who was out of breath from all the laughing.
"Ah, what coincidence. We were thinking the same thing when we first saw you lads. Though I assumed you boys must have lost a bet because even French clowns have keener fashion sense," replied the magenta wizard coolly as he walked up to the Impossibles and placed his elbow on his leader's shoulder.
"Hey!" Coiley exclaimed.
"Like you guys know anything about style. I wouldn't be caught dead wearing those nasty threads even if my life depended on it!" Fluey snapped.
"Don't you boys have something else to do besides debating who has the worst outfits? Like some certain amulets and a killer you need to find, hey?" asked the leader still smiling.
"Wait a second. That flying criminal is part of your gang, isn't he? And you guys are in on it, aren't you?" Multi replied.
"Fast thinker," said the leader to the wizard like assassin.
"Oh, yes. Very sharp, indeed."
"Rally ho!" Coiley shouted, as he stretched his arm out and aimed his fist at the two assassins. They swiftly stepped aside while the fist went towards the assassin in the top hat. The top hat wearing assassin quickly grabbed Coiley's fist, pulled it which caused the stout hero soaring towards the assassin, he then kicked Coiley right in the chin and the boy went soaring up in the sky like a rocket.
"You guys asked for it! Rally ho ho!" Fluey exclaimed as he converted himself into liquid and went towards the assassins. When the green liquid was about splash against the three villains, the wizard like assassin raised his hands as they started to glow magenta, he magically twirled the liquid around and splashed it against a nearby wall.
"Aw, man! I just got bended!" Fluey replied after converting himself back to his solid form, leaning against the wall upside down.
"Rally ho!" Multi shouted as he duplicated himself into a group of twenty and charged towards the assassins. The leader cheerfully twirled his cane around, tapped it against the ground, which caused a widely large wall of ice to appear and the duplicates smashed into it. The icy wall then fell over and crushed the duplicates in one blow while the original was hiding at the corner of a building.
"It's a good thing he didn't get the-hey!" said Multi, but got interrupted when something grabbed his shoulders and was being carried off to the air. Multi was then dropped sixteen feet, but quickly duplicated himself to break his fall.
"You're late," said the leader, looking up at his flying teammate.
"Sorry," the winged assassin replied.
"Let's go lads," said the leader, as he and the others jumped up and landed on one of the rooftops as they began making their escape by leaping on the other rooftops.
"Come on. We gotta catch up with them," said Multi, helping Fluey back on his feet.
"Yeah, but what about-Uufff!" Fluey was cut off when all of the sudden Coiley fell on him.
"Sorry for dropping in like this," Coiley replied.
"Not funny," Fluey groaned.
"Hurry up before we lose them!" said Multi and the Impossibles used their powers to get themselves up on the roofs as well. The young heroes quickly leapt from roof to roof as they were catching up with the Four who were still running.
"They really live up to their names," said the leader coolly as he looked over his shoulder.
"They do, don't they?" replied the wizard.
"Shall we?"
"Let's."
Then the leader and the wizard gave each other a high five, turned around, shot their ice beams from their hands at Multi and Fluey and they were encased in blocks of ice. Coiley sprang up in the air and was about to strike at the duo until the winged assassin jumped up, flapped his wings together to cause a massive gust of wind that blew Coiley away and smashed against his frozen companions which caused the blocks to break and set the other two free.
The Impossibles continue chasing after the Four as they suddenly fell off the roof and the heroes also jumped off and followed them down to the ground. When the Impossibles reached to the bottom, they looked around and noticed that the Four were gone. The Impossibles ran back to the spot where they first encountered the assassins and realized that their car mysteriously disappeared as well.
"Who were those guys?" Multi responded under his breath.