Later that day the mob boss jolted awake, there was noise coming from downstairs. Curiously, the cartoon devil walked to the ground floor and recognized what appeared to be the voice of a certain angry rebel angel. With a smile on his face, Benicio quickly ran upstairs again and came fifteen minutes later back down with something for the angel. The devil entered the infirmary.
"I DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENED TO ME YESTERDAY, I'M FINE NOW! I'M NOT GONNA TAKE THAT CRAP!"; Abel yelled at the cartoon wolf.
The duo noticed the mob boss entering the room.
Luna asked Benicio, while she pointed at her patient; "Boss, would you please talk some sense into him?"
"What seems to be the problem?"; he replied.
Abel answered the question before Luna could; "I'll tell you what the problem is... I woke up in this bed and the first thing that happens, is doc over here, starting to touch me everywhere. On top of that, she wants me to take that shit". The cartoon angel pointed at a few medicine pills the wolf was holding.
Luna rolled her eyes; "For the last time, I was just checking your vitals and these are just some medicine to help with your cough".
The duo looked at the mafia leader as he started to chuckle; "Tell you what, angel face, if you take the medicine, you'll get this."
Benicio showed Abel a warm steaming cup of coffee. The moment, the cartoon angel layed eyes on the coffee, he grabbed the pills out of the wolf her hand and dry swallowed them. Immediately afterwards he reached with his hand to the cartoon devil and gestured with his fingers that he wanted the coffee.
With a smile, the mob boss handed over the mug to the angel; "See, that wasn't so hard now, was it?"
Abel glared at the cartoon devil as he took a much-needed gulp from his coffee; "I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my coffee".
Benicio faced the doctor; "I'm very sorry. I should have mentioned that he's not really a morning person. Who doesn't love a good mug of coffee in the morning". He looked at the clock on the wall, it was four pm; "well, afternoon in this case".
The cartoon wolf, deer and devil watched as Able finished his coffee. The mob boss took his mug back and asked; "So, angel face, how are we feeling?"
"Better than seven hours ago, that's for sure".
Benicio eyed the cartoon angel, he definitely looked better than a few hours ago but the angel had bags under his eyes as if his energy was drained and he needed to cough all the time and his voice was hoarse from all the screaming he did earlier.
All of sudden, Fonzy and Gizmo stormed into the infirmary; "BOSS WE GOT HIM! HE'S TRAPPED IN THE GARAGE!"
The demon looked at the duo; "Already? You boys really made a quick job out of it".
"Excuse me, what is happening?"; the angel asked.
Benicio faced the angel; "I asked the boys to find the jerk who injected you. If someone can tell us what is happening to you, that's our guy".
"I want to come too"; the angel demanded.
"I don't know, halo head, what if you become sick again? I rather want you to stay with Luna, just in case".
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME! I've the right to know who did this to me, you owe me that much".
The cartoon devil was shocked, he knew the rebel angel was right. "Okay, on one condition. You're going to sit in the wheelchair and let Deeralyn take care of you".
Abel groaned, the mob boss knew he didn't like sitting in the wheelchair; "Fine!"
Benicio looked at the nurse, who nodded and brought the wheelchair over to the cartoon angel. Reluctantly, Abel sat in the wheelchair.
"Sorry mister Abel sir, it is for your own safety. Thank you for sitting in the chair though"; Deeralyn thanked the angel.
The group of cartoons went to the garage with the exception of Luna, she stayed behind to keep studying the virus.
The group arrived in the garage, it was dark. In the middle of the room sat a man with a blindfold on, he sat on a chair as his hands were tied to the armrests and each foot, on one of the front chair legs. He had a single spotlight aimed at him as all the henchmen stood in a circle around the guy, hidden in the darkness.
Benicio stepped in the circle; "Well, well, well...who do we have here?"
"Where am I? Why am I here"; the human doctor asked?
The mob boss ignored him, instead, he looked at Fonzy and Gizmo; "How did you find this bozo so quick?"
Gizmo explained; "We were in luck boss, it appears there is a medical convention going on as we speak. All doctors, nurses, and medical staff from the surrounding regions are there, from there on it was really simple, only one guy with a star-shaped birthmark above his right eye".
"Not bad kid, you deserve a raise"; The mob boss complimented the crow.
The doctor spoke up; "WHAT AM I DOING HERE?"
"tsk-tsk... I'm asking the questions here"; the demon replied as he yanked the blindfold of the man's face.
The doctor waited till his eyes had adjusted to the light of the spotlight. He squinted his eyes in an angry way and showed his teeth in a growling manner from the moment he saw the cartoons. "CARTOONS! How dare you kidnap me, a human, we made you, you can't do this to me!"
The mob boss smirked; "Yeah, yeah, yeah, interesting story, geezer but not the reason why you're here. You see...yesterday you took one of my men hostage and you injected him with something... What was it?"
The doctor laughed; "Like I'm ever going to talk to an inkwell".
"You hear that boys and galls? The old fart thinks he's funny"; the mob boss addressed his henchmen.
All the henchmen started to laugh at the human doctor, except for Abel, he sat in the darkness, watching at the man who did this to him, who gave him this much pain, who made him sick. The rage was building inside him. It became quiet in the garage again.
"You see, the thing is, my guys don't like it if something happens to someone of the family. You wouldn't want to make them unhappy...would you? My men tend to be a bit on the aggressive side, if you piss them of".
"Is that so? What are they gonna do about it? Make me laugh to death?"
"Oh, they aren't going to do anything...for now. There's one of them however, that I'll probably not be able to stop"; the mob boss stated as he looked at Abel.
The human doctor followed the mob boss's gaze. He squinted his eyes to see better in the dark part of the room, that's when he saw Abel sitting in the wheel chair
"My oh my, if it isn't my favorite test subject"; The doctor smirked.
Abel felt his ink boil.
The human continued; "I never thought phase one would get you in a wheelchair already, our test is going better than we've ever imagined".
The cartoon angel laughed really hard, the doctor was confused.
"Sorry to bust your bubble!"; The rebel angel jested as he rose up from the chair and slowly walked toward the now shocked human.
Abel continued as he cracked his knuckles, neck and wings; "The chair is just the idea from my overprotective boss, I'm just fine".
The human looked in pure terror as Abel came closer to him raising his wing as a giant fist. Within the blink of an eye, the wing had hit the man in the chest. The chair the doctor sat on fell backward and the toons could hear the human gasping for air on impact on the floor. Abel was panting, hitting the human, felt right.
All of a sudden the doctor started to laugh; "Is that all you got? I know children who hit harder than that! Are you sure you're fine? I think the virus has done more harm than you want to admit".
Benicio looked at Abel as the cartoon angel was still panting. The rebel angel growled as the rage kept building up inside, he lifted his wing again and this time hit the human doctor in his stomach again with all his might, the doctor coughed up blood as a response.
"Who's weak now, eyh asshole? DO YOU STILL THINK I BEAT LIKE A KID, DO YOU STILL THINK I'M SICK?"; The rebel angel yelled as he kicked the doctor in his side.
Abel was about to hit the doctor again as Benicio grabbed his hand just in time to stop him. The angel looked at the mob boss, still enraged.
The cartoon devil slowly shook his head; "That's enough cherub, you've made your point. I understand how you feel but if you can't handle the situation I'm afraid i need to send you back to the infirmary". The mob boss let the angel's hand go.
Abel seemed to have calmed a bit. "Whatever!"; he growled as he spit at the human on the floor and then made his way towards the door to go to the infirmary. Deeralyn came walking to the angel with the wheelchair.
The cartoon angel raised a hand to stop her; "Not now, please, I'm not in the mood".
Deeralyn looked at Benicio, the mob boss nodded. Deeralyn eventually just followed the angel towards the infirmary with the now empty wheelchair.
As the duo had left, Benicio faced the human on the floor again. He snapped his fingers and as on cue, Fonzy and Boris entered the circle and placed the chair on its four legs again, making the doctor face the mob boss as blood was still dripping down his chin.
The cartoon devil grinned; "I told you i couldn't stop him. Now, be a good little old geezer and tell me what this virus is all about".
The doctor spat some blood on the floor; "OR WHAT? You gonna let your henchman beat me up some more?"
"Don't be silly, of course not, if you don't want to talk... I...get to do this"; In a blink of an eye, Benicio had run up to the doctor and broke his left wrist.
The doctor screamed in pain.
"The human body counts two hundred and six bones, i can do this the whole day. So we can do this the easy way or the hard way. NOW TALK"; The demon demanded.
"Y-you can break my bones a-al you w...ant. T-They'll grow b...ack together, besides i don't...k-know if m-my guinea pig has all d-day".
"Right... Hard way it is. Oy ... Jack"; the devil called one of his henchmen.
A cartoon faun with with the distinct features of having brown hair as he wore a white shirt with a grey onyx vest and a green tie to finish the look, appeared next to the mafia leader; "Yes boss?"
"Go get Shirley, would ya?" Benicio ordered.
Jack grinned; "Right away boss". The clip clop of hooves filled the air as the faun went up the stairs.
The doctor started to laugh; "As if a girl is going to change my mind".
"Oh, you're mistaken doctor. You see, Shirley isn't a person"; the mafia leader grinned.
The human doctor was confused, the devil's grin grew even wider, it looked maniacally and send a shiver down the human's spine. That smile, it was so nerve wrecking. Jack entered the garage again and was carrying something, he gave the mysterious object to his boss.
Benicio faced the human again, who gasped at the realization of what the mob boss was holding.
"Human? Meet Shirly, she's going to help you talk... I'll give you to the count of three"; the devil smirked, pointing his beloved gun to the doctor.
Before the human could react, the devil cheated; "...Three!" And with that, he shot the doctor in the right knee. The human screamed in pain as blood ran down his leg.
"Sorry, trigger finger...consider that a warning"; The mob boss teased.
"p-please...no m...ore, i'll t-talk"; the human begged.
The mafia leader lowered the gun; "that's more like it".
"I'm...I'm part of an organization called 'The black scythe'. The organization ensures that cartoons know their place. Lately, cartoons began to lead their own lives, ignoring their creators' orders and then they fled to their own city called 'Toon Town'. Our organization ensures that they return to where they belong and do what they were made for".
Benicio gritted his teeth as he pointed his gun to the human again; "Is that so? WHAT THE HELL MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN BOSS TOONS AROUND LIKE WE'RE HUMANITY'S FREAKING SLAVES? YES, HUMANS CREATED US BUT THAT DOESN'T GIVE THEM THE RIGHT TO TREAT US LIKE FUCKING TRASH! WE'RE ALIVE! YOU MADE US, ALIVE! WE'RE LIVING BEINGS, JUST LIKE HUMANS! I MEAN, WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, GOD?, CAUSE I CAN SOLEMNLY SWEAR THAT I HATE THAT GUY. WHAT DOES THIS EVEN HAVE TO DO WITH THE VIRUS".
The human was scared; "The organization came up with the idea that if toons all over Toon Town would become sick, they would return to the humans for help but we needed a virus that wasn't effective towards humans, so we created one. We payed a cartoon, to spread the rumor of the storage building in Toon Town to lure cartoons there, so we could test the virus. It seems you and the cartoon angel were there as first and since you got away, the Angel became our test subject".
"How does the virus work?"; the devil asked, almost losing his patience.
"Well it's just a prototype so were not sure. All I can tell is that the virus triggers attacks with the patient, the virus stays dormant in between the attacks and the patient's body should decline after each attack until the cartoon dies. The cartoon angel already suffered two attacks, the first one when I injected him and the second one should have happened by now, I mean, the angel did look a bit drained".
"How many attacks before he dies?"
The doctor whimpered; "I don't know, like I said, the cartoon angel is the first one to be infected and you didn't give us the chance to study him. He already suffered two attacks and the angel is still walking around, so at the rate things are going I'll guess one or two attacks should do the job since every attack is heavier and will do more damage to his body than the last".
The cartoon devil stuck the barrel of his gun under the doctor's chin; "Now listen closely... HOW DO WE STOP THE VIRUS?"
The human was shaking of fear; "At the same time we made the virus we made a vaccine as well, just in case. We kept it in a vault in our secret lab".
Benicio pulled the hammer of his revolver with his thumb; "WHERE?!"
"It's In the forest surrounding the open field with the house where we infected the angel. You can find a cave all the way in the back, the cave is the entrance".
The mob boss sighed and tapped the human on his cheek; "Good boy".
Benicio put his gun between his belt; "Diana?"
The cartoon fairy came out of the shadows; "yes cutie?"
The mafia leader raised an non-existent eyebrow at her. The cartoon fairy gasped as she noticed that the boss was unamused, she quickly corrected herself; "Yeah boss?"
, if the human's claims were true, the human was supposed to be tied up, blindfolded and dropped on the outskirts of a human town. While the henchmen did his job, the mob boss went back to the infirmary to check on the angel.