The Kingdom Keepers and Dragon walked across the pathway leading to each kingdom.
They decided to leave the ship behind, knowing they would not need it.
"It just feels crazy," said Finn. "We arrived in one Disney, only to be sent to another."
"I'm sorry," said Dragon. "But we're all about honor. And you must all show yours."
"Well let's hope freeing this Disney is enough," said Maybeck.
They walked towards the tunnel and through it, coming out the other side through a blinding light.
And when they walked out, they all gasped.
They were in an old fashioned city that looked like the time period 1933. It immediately made Maybeck start talking about gangsters and people like Al Capone.
They could also see a tall building towering over everything, which without a doubt resembled Disney Castle.
"Wow an old-fashioned Disney!" Willa gasped.
"I think too old-fashioned," said Philby. "Everyone is dressed like a gangster."
"Maybe this is what it is," said Maybeck. "Gangster Disney!"
"Or how about Noir Disney?" asked Jess.
"Now is not the time for names!" Dragon said. "We must find the yous here."
"Alright," said Finn. "Let's ask around to see where we can find them."
Everyone nodded and walked down.
As they walked across the streets, they could find everyone staring at them.
They were dressed way differently from everyone else.
There were no tank-tops or denim jackets or Kung Fu robes. People were dressed in suits or collared shirts or dresses and had hats or fedoras.
Charlene noticed Maybeck had his fingers crossed.
"Why are you doing that?" she asked.
"I praying this is not a time when people hated blacks," Maybeck whimpered.
"I believe it actually may be," said Philby, being the genius. "But that's not the worst part. This is the year the holocaust started."
"Oh Jesus," sighed Amanda. "Well thank god we already got to kill some Nazis."
"Hey, be grateful the Nazis never came to America," Jess stated.
"Hey forget about the Nazis!" said Finn. "We need to find this world's Kingdom Keepers!"
"Um excuse me?" said a voice.
Everyone turned and found a man staring at them.
"Did you say Kingdom Keepers?" he asked.
"Yes!" Finn blurted. "Do you know where they are?"
"Well...we don't have Kingdom Keepers," said the man. "But there is the Keeper Squad."
"Keeper Squad?" asked Willa. "What kind of name is that?"
"I think it almost relates to the Gangster Squad," said Maybeck. "Who were the people who took down the gangster, Mickey Cohen."
"Can you tell us where they are?" Amanda asked.
"Down the street, make a left, and you'll see a building with their name on it," said the man. "But be warned, they are not in service anymore."
"What why not!?" Philby gasped.
"Ever since these gangsters appeared from out of nowhere and helped the brutal crime boss the rules the city take it over, they have been unable to stand up to them and now crime riddles through our city."
"Well we'll change that," said Finn. "Thank you sir!"
The man tipped his fedora as the gang walked off.
Soon enough, they came to the building. The whole thing almost looked destroyed.
There broken windows and letters falling off the sign. The E and R were off the Keeper and Q and U were off the Squad.
It read Keep Sad.
"Does that mean keep being sad?" asked Charlene.
"Does not matter," said Dragon. "We need their help! Let's go!"
He was about to run in, when suddenly Finn pulled him back by his robes.
"Whoa there Kung Fu Panda!" he said. "I'll be the one talking to them. You could say the wrong things."
"Kung Fu Panda?" Dragon asked. "What does that even mean?"
"We'll explain later," Jess said.
Everyone followed Finn as he walked up, and then knocked on the door.
There was no reply.
"Hello?" he asked knocking again.
"Closed forever!" yelled a voice. "Go the fuck away!"
"Who's voice was that?" Finn asked. "I couldn't make it out."
"Doesn't matter," said Finn. "We're going in."
He pushed on the door, but it was locked. And I mean bolted shut.
This time he called for Dragon's help, and with their strength, they kicked the door opened.
They barged in to themselves in the building, looking worse on the inside than the outside.
They saw right in front of them a man sitting a desk, fast asleep with empty bottles around him. He was passed out drunk.
"HEY!" Maybeck yelled, and the man sat up immediately.
"AH! Marshmallow pancakes!" the man yelled, revealing himself to be none other than Maybeck.
He was much older than Maybeck though, and had flat hair instead of dreadlocks and a short beard.
He blinked numerous times and then stared at everyone.
"Hey!" he exclaimed. "What did you do with my dessert!?"
"Whoa...uh...Noir Horse," Dragon said. "What has happened to you? Have you been drinking too much?"
Noir Maybeck pulled out a revolver and pointed it at everyone, making them shriek and raise their hands.
"Who are you calling a whore!?" he growled.
"No I said Horse!" Dragon said. "And what is that thing?"
"You've never seen a gun before!?" Amanda gasped.
"What's a gun?" Dragon asked.
"Blackjack!" yelled a voice. "What's going on down there!? Are you drunk hallucinating again!?"
"No!" yelled Blackjack. "There are a bunch of kids standing before me! They look like us! I think they stole my Marshmallow pancakes!"
"Yup he's drunk," said another voice.
"No they were people outside before," said another voice that sounded like the one that yelled at them. "But I told them to go the fuck away."
"Wait did Blackjack say they looked like us!?" said the first voice.
Everyone heard footsteps and out of a door came none other than Noir Finn. He was much older too, and a bit more muscular, and wore a long gray jacket and gray suit and hat and had some facial hair.
"Oh my god it's true," he said. "They are others that look like us!"
"I know!" Blackjack yelled still drunk. "It's because this is a dream. I'm seeing clones of us. Can I shoot them Scarman?"
"No hold your fire!" Scarman said. "This isn't a dream! This is real!"
Blackjack continued to point for a second, and then lowered his gun.
"It's not?" he asked.
"No drunkhead," said Scarman.
"Wow," Maybeck said staring at Blackjack. "I'm never going to drink alcohol ever."
"Guys come down!" Scarman said.
The could hear footsteps and out into the room stepped a noir version of Philby, and shockingly noir versions of Dillard and Luowski.
They were all older.
Yet the girls were nowhere to be seen.
"A pleasure to meet you all," said Scarman. "I'm Finn Scarman, leader of the Keeper Squad. And you've already met Terry Maybeck, aka Blackjack."
Blackjack waved, still a bit drunk.
"The shorty there," Scarman said pointing to Noir Philby. "That's Philly the Kid."
Philly nodded and revealed his pistols in their holsters.
"Macho man over there," Scarman said pointing to Luowski. "That's Greg Luowski, or as we call him, Kingpin."
Kingpin cracked his knuckles and snorted.
"And finally," Scarman said pointing to Dillard. "That's Top Dollar Dill."
Top Dollar tipped his hat.
"And together we are the Keeper Squad!" they all said together. "The gangsters that fight crime in Noir Disney!"
"Cool," said the gang.
"Yes," said the Noir Keepers. "Now get out!"
I don't know if saying "Now get out" and ending the chapter is a cliffhanger, but this is the end of the chapter. But sweet, Noir Disney! Gangsters and crime galore! Stay tuned to see why they're in a bad mood.
Also Scarman is a pun on Scarface
See you next update! Review please dearies!
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