So Says The Leader (Whatever!)

In a hidden cave filled with scientific equipment a lone figure in an orange uniform watched the monitors. He was green skinned with a black hair atop his gargantuan head. He fingered his black moustache as he studied the information. "So these are the Misfits eh?" He purred to himself. "Well no matter they won't interfere with the plans of…The Leader."

He stood there with a smug look on his face. "GARGOYLE!" The Leader bellowed.

"Oh great," A gray dwarf with a huge head, a vulture like eye and a Russian accent shuffled into the room. "Here he goes again."

"Gargoyle!" The Leader shouted. "Where are you?"

"Right here my leader," Gargoyle immediately stooped into a subservient position. "What is your will?"

"Simple my simian like simpleton," The Leader told him. "My plan is to capture the Hulk and take his DNA to create an army of unstoppable warriors under my control! Then with that army I will rule the world!"

"Oh yes my Leader," Gargoyle fawned. "I'm sure that this time the plan will work much better than the other twenty times we've done it before!"

"Do I detect a note of cynicism Gargoyle?" The Leader growled.

"Well you have to admit our efforts to capture the Hulk and create a perfect army haven't exactly worked out very well," Gargoyle said.

"Due to your incompetence!" The Leader sniffed. "But this time I have a plan that's foolproof!"

"Oh yeah blame me," Gargoyle grumbled under his breath.

"Did you say something?" The Leader glared at him.

"I said 'Praise Be'!" Gargoyle recovered.

"Hmmm," The Leader looked at him. "First part of the plan is simple. We will keep tabs on the Misfits' efforts with these ingenious spy cameras." He held one up that looked like a tiny fly. "Step two. Once the Hulk is neutralized, we will take control. Got that?"

"Yes my Leader. Uh…how?"

"Leave that to me," The Leader waved. "Just obey my commands. Remember Gargoyle, I am the one man who has the best chance of curing your repulsive condition so you'd better do as I say."

"Of course my Leader," Gargoyle nodded. Then muttered to himself. "As if you ever let me forget."

"What was that?"

"I said this is the best plan yet."

"Of course it is," The Leader strode out of the room. "Now I have to prepare. So says the Leader!"

"Yes my Leader…Bleach! I swear one of these days I am going to puke all over his shoes," Gargoyle grumbled.