Waterfowl and Other Woes
Disclaimer: Same as before. The GI Joe Talent Show series is one of my creations, however. I'll get back to the plot at some point or the other.
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"Gee Beach Head, you've got yourself a little fan club going there." Shipwrecked said, grinning wildly as he walked onto the base.
"SHIPWRECK!!!!" Beach Head shouted, "You've got a lot of explaining to do and...OH NO AAACCCCKKKK!!!!"
Just then several ducks clung to Beach Head's calves with their wings and started humping him. "D'Artagnan, give me that shotgun right now!" Beach Head shouted.
"I'm afraid I can't monsieur, these are a rare and endangered species of mallard..." Armand began.
"They're migrating, I guess." Shipwreck grinned, and said, "Damn of all the times to forget the camera...."
"You forgot, but I didn't." Cover Girl grinned, holding up a tiny digital camera and snapping several photos, "This one's going on the GI Joe Public Relations Website. After all, somebody didn't want their picture on the site...."
"OH NO! You're not getting away with this!" Beach Head shouted.
"C'mon Beach Head, even Snake Eyes got his picture taken (with his mask), and your picture's the only one we don't have. Of course I could put the picture of the time you turned into a winged flying monstrosity during the GI Joe Talent Show." Shipwreck replied.
"Speaking of which, there's another act or two tonight..." Armand said.
"Oh no." Bilby replied.
"What's with the GI Joe Talent show?" Armand asked.
"Beach Head goes nuts every single time because somebody keeps stealing Sgt. Snuffles from him." Bilby replied.
"Who's that, Beach Head's girlfriend?" Scuttle asked.
"No dummy, he's his teddy bear, but don't go blabbing around the hangar about that." Bilby replied, "The less you know about the insanity on this base, the better off you'll be."
"Ok." Scuttle replied, and when a bunch of curious onlookers streamed from the hangar to watch the mayhem he shouted, "Hey guys! Guess what? Beach Head sleeps with a teddy bear named Sergeant Snuffles!"
"SCUTTLE!!!!" Bilby, Armand, and Hedaya yelled.
"What, you told me not to blab around the hangar, so I blabbed it outside." Scuttle replied, "Speaking of which, would this be it."
"Run for your lives!!!" Bilby shouted.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOLDING SERGEANT SNUFFLES!!!!!!!!" Beach Head shouted as he grabbed a baseball bat and started chasing Scuttle.
"And they're off!" Quick Kick remarked, "Scuttle laterals the bear to Shipwreck..."
Shipwreck ran like a man possessed down the road as Beach Head chased him with the bat followed by a cloud of amorous water fowl.
"Not again. Not again." Cover Girl remarked, "Beach Head always goes berserk whenever anyone but him handles Sergeant Snuffles."
"Yeah, I kinda figured that out the hard way....." Scuttle replied, as he keeled over with a huge lump on his forehead.
"Medic!" Mario shouted.
"Oh calm down, it's only his head, it's not gonna cause any permanent damage." Armand replied.
"I think he and Bazooka would be fast friends." Cover Girl remarked.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Hi kids! Bye kids!" Shipwreck shouted as he ran by the X-men and Misfits.
"GIVE ME BACK SERGEANT SNUFFLES!!!!!" Beach Head shouted as he ran after Shipwreck with a baseball bat.
"Quack! Quack!"
As Shipwreck sped by Althea rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, I know what to do."
With the use of her powers Althea was able to enable a massive gush of water from several nearby fire hydrants to drench Beach Head enough to rinse free the Eau de Shipwreck formula from his body. Unfortunately a wet Beach Head smelled worse than a dry Beach Head any day of the week, even minus the Eau de Shipwreck formula.
Unfortunately, Althea's little tidal wave not only drenched Beach Head but it also drenched everything in a half block's radius from where she stood. That included their trainer for the afternoon, Sergeant Slaughter.
~ ~ ~ ~
Recondo, Bilby, Hedaya, D'Artagnan, Lady Jaye and Flint all sat in the briefing room as Scarlet handed out several dossiers and intelligence documents.
"Surveillance, that is what this mission entails. Based on captured data we believe COBRA is running a front company in Los Angeles to gain funding. If we can gather some more intelligence on it we can stage a raid. Also intelligence has discovered that Dr. Mindbender is using that front as a way to fund his animal DNA derivatives, the same project that created Xi. A second objective is to confirm Mindbender's state of being. Departure time will be in one hour." Scarlet began, "A separate raiding mission for the target is being planned and distributed, but we need you to give us intelligence on them. Flint, its you job planning the mission, since you're designated commander. The brief's yours."
"Right." Flint said, "Recondo, since the front company is an ostensible animal preserve you're going in undercover as a zookeeper. Lady Jaye, you're infiltrating the company's boardroom as a secretary, find anything that links this place to COBRA and confirm our suspicions. I'll coordinate all efforts and work wherever I'm needed. D'Artagnan, you're the floater, if either team needs anything, you're the man for the job. Bilby, Hedaya, put up an observation post outside the place and keep it under constant surveillance. You're our sniper support for this op, if any threats emerge, terminate them. Dismissed."
As they walked out of the briefing room Flint motioned to Bilby, "Sergeant Bilby, can I see you for a minute?"
"Yes sir." Bilby replied.
"I understand you've been dealing with a lot of grief since you lost Akima." Flint began, "But I'm gonna need you to stay frosty. If you see Mindbender in your sights, can I trust that you will hold your fire and not shoot him?"
"Yes sir." Bilby replied.
"Good, I'm gonna hold you to that." Flint replied, "I know it's rough going to lose someone you care about. God knows, Akima grew on all of us at the base, we all miss her. You're not alone sergeant."
"Roger that sir." Bilby replied.
~ ~ ~ ~
"I don't know how he makes obstacle courses sound so easy." Toad groaned, "But it gets on my nerves."
"Oh excuse me froggy boy, you weren't running it with a forty pound backpack and with two twenty pound sandbags on your legs." Pietro replied.
"That was to guarantee you don't use your powers." Xi quipped.
"Remind me to kill Airtight for creating half of his insane inventions." Jean moped, "Especially that stupid COBRA telekinetic power inhibitor that he put on me."
"What's the matter Red? Annoyed that you couldn't lift your own body weight over that wall again?" Althea quipped.
Jean reddened, "Hey!!!"
"It's alright." Althea said, "I had trouble doing it the first few times I did. Of course I was seven at the time..."
"Wow," Goofy said, "I do believe I just saw a fence being offended..."
"That's mended Goofy! Mended!" Donald replied.
"How's Lance?" Kitty asked them.
"He's doing better. The meditation and relaxation exercises seem to be helping a lot." Donald replied.
"Don't worry, he'll be fresh as a baby when he's done." Goofy replied.
"That's fresh as a daisy moron!" Donald replied, jumping up and down and landing on top of one of Gune's inventions, the one with multiple pointy ends.
"WWWWAAAAAOOOUUUUCCCCCHHHH!!!!" Donald shouted as he jumped out of a window.
"Gee Kitty, maybe Donald should switch to decaf." Goofy said, "Hyuck."
Donald went careening out of the window in a shower of glass and landed right in the rose garden. "WWWAAAAOUCH!!!!"
Donald sailed through the air, landing on top of another of Gune's inventions in the front lawn, the Launchatron 5000, a spring loaded device that was powerful enough to launch a watermelon approximately 2000 yards down range. With a loud BOIOIOIOIOIOIOING it flung Donald into the air and he crashed through the skylight of a small building which recently had been modeled as Airtight's Museum of Really Sharp Objects.
"Ouch!" Donald replied.
"One thing's for sure, it's never dull around here." Stith replied, observing the entire deal.
About five minutes later, a bandage covered Donald stormed into the room, "GUNE!!!!"
"What happened to you Donald?" Gune asked.
"One, no, wait, two of your demented inventions happened to me." Donald replied, holding up a small cylindrical object with a lot of spikes protruding from it, "What is this thing?"
"I don't know, I invented it in my sleep a couple of nights ago." Gune replied.
"How did Akima put up with you?" Donald replied.
"Gune loves to make things." Stith replied, "And unfortunately the kids have been exploring their inventive sides as well...."
KABOOM! The explosion sounded in the back yard as Pluto was playing back there. "Whoops." Althea replied, "My dad should be very careful where he buries the dynamite the Triplets make."
"Where's Goofy?" Donald asked.
"HELLLPPPP!!!!!!" the shout came echoing from upstairs.
"Oh no." Donald moaned, "It looks like he's done something else. Goofy what did you do this time, get your face stuck in the plunger?"
"No, worse, it's coming from Trinity's room." Althea remarked.
"And I think we saw them carrying your spell book." Scuttle remarked.
"WAAAAACCCKKKK!!!!!!" Donald shouted and ran upstairs faster than lightning.
"Just kidding!" Scuttle shouted and laughed.
"Oh great, Scuttle's watching us tonight." Wanda remarked, "As if one training session with that dimwit wasn't enough."
"Scuttle's just a little wacky, that's all." Toad remarked, "And speaking of which, Bilby told us that Scuttle's trying to find the Martian Hop CD. Be sure to hide it real good."
"It's already taken care of." Pietro replied, "I hid it somewhere he's never gonna look."
"What did you do with it? Or do I wanna know?" Althea asked.
"Since you asked, my fair lady, I flushed it down the toilet." Pietro replied.
"Great going moron. Now the babies are gonna cry all night long." Althea replied.
"Don't worry about it guys, I've got it on tape in my walkman." Scuttle remarked.
"Oh great." Scott groaned, "Crazy soldiers, Misfits, crazier aliens. I really wish the Heartless would suffer for bringing them all around here. What more could go wrong?"
A moment later Goofy came staggering downstairs, his fur poking off at weird angles from electrical shocks, "The horror! The horror!"
"Trinity kinda got to Goofy." Donald explained.
~ ~ ~ ~
Somewhere in Los Angeles: "Paul, what are those weird creatures with antennae we've been seeing walking around the studio at night." A sixteen- year-old boy began. He wore a black leather jacket over a black t-shirt and jeans and had a purple star over the right eye, just like Paul, his brother.
His brother, wearing a garb in keeping with the trendiest '80s rocker, said, "I don't know Craig, but they don't look too friendly."
"Shh. Someone's coming" Paul remarked.
The two boys hid behind a dumpster as they saw a mustachioed man wearing an Australian bush hat and a zookeeper's coveralls. He didn't seem to be in cahoots with the creatures, because one of them stopped him and asked him something. The man said he was new to the job and didn't know where he was supposed to be. The creatures said that the abandoned movie studio adjacent to the animal enclosure was down the road and that he was in a restricted area.
For a week now the creatures, the glowing eyed creatures with antennae, had been living around the abandoned movie studio, putting in equipment and other weird things. The guys with the red uniforms and helmets hadn't been particularly nice either and neither were the android things. Then there were people that were walking around, sporting black antennae, glowing eyes, and blackening limbs, but they didn't seem to look completely like those weird shadow creatures. They were kept in large steel cages in the larger buildings.
What the hell were they? Somehow Craig and Paul figured that they weren't gonna like the answer whenever they found out what it was.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Flint, I'm seeing a van with California handicapped stickers on it pulling up about a few feet from the front gate." Bilby said over the radio.
His crosshairs were centered on the van's back as the two Crimson Guards opened the back doors and helped a fellow wearing a hooded cloak out of the van. He seemed to have once been muscular, but had shriveled whether from age or disease Bilby couldn't tell. He looked familiar, as if he had seen the man before. A pair of glowing eyes appeared from under the hood. If that was a Heartless, it must've been some bizarre hybrid.
"Hedaya, are you seeing this mate? This is freaky." Bilby replied.
"Yeah." Hedaya replied.
The man's hood fell away and though his eyes now glowed a faint yellow shade, all of his hair was missing, and antennae protruded from a mass of scar tissue on his forehead Bilby could instantly identify him. The shriveled, decrepit, half-Heartless thing was all that remained of Dr. Mindbender.
"Flint, confirmation, we have Tier One Personality (COBRA leadership) entering the nest." Bilby said.
"Good. Once we determine more about his hideout, we'll get the hell out and plan a mission to catch the bastard." Flint replied.
In the back of his mind, Bilby could hear the voice of a character from his favorite video game, Blood Omen: Legacy of Kain. It was the voice of the Necromancer, Moritanius, "You will have the blood you hunger for..."
Bilby smiled an ironic smile, Mindbender was turning into one of the Heartless. The creator of perversions of nature, the one who created freaks was now becoming one that was dependent upon the very inventions he created.
"Vae Victus." Bilby grinned, "Suffering to the conquered. Ironic now that you are the one suffering Mindbender."
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Up next: More insanity. Intelligence gathering. And a run in with an amnesiac from University of Southern California...
Disclaimer: Same as before. The GI Joe Talent Show series is one of my creations, however. I'll get back to the plot at some point or the other.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Gee Beach Head, you've got yourself a little fan club going there." Shipwrecked said, grinning wildly as he walked onto the base.
"SHIPWRECK!!!!" Beach Head shouted, "You've got a lot of explaining to do and...OH NO AAACCCCKKKK!!!!"
Just then several ducks clung to Beach Head's calves with their wings and started humping him. "D'Artagnan, give me that shotgun right now!" Beach Head shouted.
"I'm afraid I can't monsieur, these are a rare and endangered species of mallard..." Armand began.
"They're migrating, I guess." Shipwreck grinned, and said, "Damn of all the times to forget the camera...."
"You forgot, but I didn't." Cover Girl grinned, holding up a tiny digital camera and snapping several photos, "This one's going on the GI Joe Public Relations Website. After all, somebody didn't want their picture on the site...."
"OH NO! You're not getting away with this!" Beach Head shouted.
"C'mon Beach Head, even Snake Eyes got his picture taken (with his mask), and your picture's the only one we don't have. Of course I could put the picture of the time you turned into a winged flying monstrosity during the GI Joe Talent Show." Shipwreck replied.
"Speaking of which, there's another act or two tonight..." Armand said.
"Oh no." Bilby replied.
"What's with the GI Joe Talent show?" Armand asked.
"Beach Head goes nuts every single time because somebody keeps stealing Sgt. Snuffles from him." Bilby replied.
"Who's that, Beach Head's girlfriend?" Scuttle asked.
"No dummy, he's his teddy bear, but don't go blabbing around the hangar about that." Bilby replied, "The less you know about the insanity on this base, the better off you'll be."
"Ok." Scuttle replied, and when a bunch of curious onlookers streamed from the hangar to watch the mayhem he shouted, "Hey guys! Guess what? Beach Head sleeps with a teddy bear named Sergeant Snuffles!"
"SCUTTLE!!!!" Bilby, Armand, and Hedaya yelled.
"What, you told me not to blab around the hangar, so I blabbed it outside." Scuttle replied, "Speaking of which, would this be it."
"Run for your lives!!!" Bilby shouted.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOLDING SERGEANT SNUFFLES!!!!!!!!" Beach Head shouted as he grabbed a baseball bat and started chasing Scuttle.
"And they're off!" Quick Kick remarked, "Scuttle laterals the bear to Shipwreck..."
Shipwreck ran like a man possessed down the road as Beach Head chased him with the bat followed by a cloud of amorous water fowl.
"Not again. Not again." Cover Girl remarked, "Beach Head always goes berserk whenever anyone but him handles Sergeant Snuffles."
"Yeah, I kinda figured that out the hard way....." Scuttle replied, as he keeled over with a huge lump on his forehead.
"Medic!" Mario shouted.
"Oh calm down, it's only his head, it's not gonna cause any permanent damage." Armand replied.
"I think he and Bazooka would be fast friends." Cover Girl remarked.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Hi kids! Bye kids!" Shipwreck shouted as he ran by the X-men and Misfits.
"GIVE ME BACK SERGEANT SNUFFLES!!!!!" Beach Head shouted as he ran after Shipwreck with a baseball bat.
"Quack! Quack!"
As Shipwreck sped by Althea rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah, I know what to do."
With the use of her powers Althea was able to enable a massive gush of water from several nearby fire hydrants to drench Beach Head enough to rinse free the Eau de Shipwreck formula from his body. Unfortunately a wet Beach Head smelled worse than a dry Beach Head any day of the week, even minus the Eau de Shipwreck formula.
Unfortunately, Althea's little tidal wave not only drenched Beach Head but it also drenched everything in a half block's radius from where she stood. That included their trainer for the afternoon, Sergeant Slaughter.
~ ~ ~ ~
Recondo, Bilby, Hedaya, D'Artagnan, Lady Jaye and Flint all sat in the briefing room as Scarlet handed out several dossiers and intelligence documents.
"Surveillance, that is what this mission entails. Based on captured data we believe COBRA is running a front company in Los Angeles to gain funding. If we can gather some more intelligence on it we can stage a raid. Also intelligence has discovered that Dr. Mindbender is using that front as a way to fund his animal DNA derivatives, the same project that created Xi. A second objective is to confirm Mindbender's state of being. Departure time will be in one hour." Scarlet began, "A separate raiding mission for the target is being planned and distributed, but we need you to give us intelligence on them. Flint, its you job planning the mission, since you're designated commander. The brief's yours."
"Right." Flint said, "Recondo, since the front company is an ostensible animal preserve you're going in undercover as a zookeeper. Lady Jaye, you're infiltrating the company's boardroom as a secretary, find anything that links this place to COBRA and confirm our suspicions. I'll coordinate all efforts and work wherever I'm needed. D'Artagnan, you're the floater, if either team needs anything, you're the man for the job. Bilby, Hedaya, put up an observation post outside the place and keep it under constant surveillance. You're our sniper support for this op, if any threats emerge, terminate them. Dismissed."
As they walked out of the briefing room Flint motioned to Bilby, "Sergeant Bilby, can I see you for a minute?"
"Yes sir." Bilby replied.
"I understand you've been dealing with a lot of grief since you lost Akima." Flint began, "But I'm gonna need you to stay frosty. If you see Mindbender in your sights, can I trust that you will hold your fire and not shoot him?"
"Yes sir." Bilby replied.
"Good, I'm gonna hold you to that." Flint replied, "I know it's rough going to lose someone you care about. God knows, Akima grew on all of us at the base, we all miss her. You're not alone sergeant."
"Roger that sir." Bilby replied.
~ ~ ~ ~
"I don't know how he makes obstacle courses sound so easy." Toad groaned, "But it gets on my nerves."
"Oh excuse me froggy boy, you weren't running it with a forty pound backpack and with two twenty pound sandbags on your legs." Pietro replied.
"That was to guarantee you don't use your powers." Xi quipped.
"Remind me to kill Airtight for creating half of his insane inventions." Jean moped, "Especially that stupid COBRA telekinetic power inhibitor that he put on me."
"What's the matter Red? Annoyed that you couldn't lift your own body weight over that wall again?" Althea quipped.
Jean reddened, "Hey!!!"
"It's alright." Althea said, "I had trouble doing it the first few times I did. Of course I was seven at the time..."
"Wow," Goofy said, "I do believe I just saw a fence being offended..."
"That's mended Goofy! Mended!" Donald replied.
"How's Lance?" Kitty asked them.
"He's doing better. The meditation and relaxation exercises seem to be helping a lot." Donald replied.
"Don't worry, he'll be fresh as a baby when he's done." Goofy replied.
"That's fresh as a daisy moron!" Donald replied, jumping up and down and landing on top of one of Gune's inventions, the one with multiple pointy ends.
"WWWWAAAAAOOOUUUUCCCCCHHHH!!!!" Donald shouted as he jumped out of a window.
"Gee Kitty, maybe Donald should switch to decaf." Goofy said, "Hyuck."
Donald went careening out of the window in a shower of glass and landed right in the rose garden. "WWWAAAAOUCH!!!!"
Donald sailed through the air, landing on top of another of Gune's inventions in the front lawn, the Launchatron 5000, a spring loaded device that was powerful enough to launch a watermelon approximately 2000 yards down range. With a loud BOIOIOIOIOIOIOING it flung Donald into the air and he crashed through the skylight of a small building which recently had been modeled as Airtight's Museum of Really Sharp Objects.
"Ouch!" Donald replied.
"One thing's for sure, it's never dull around here." Stith replied, observing the entire deal.
About five minutes later, a bandage covered Donald stormed into the room, "GUNE!!!!"
"What happened to you Donald?" Gune asked.
"One, no, wait, two of your demented inventions happened to me." Donald replied, holding up a small cylindrical object with a lot of spikes protruding from it, "What is this thing?"
"I don't know, I invented it in my sleep a couple of nights ago." Gune replied.
"How did Akima put up with you?" Donald replied.
"Gune loves to make things." Stith replied, "And unfortunately the kids have been exploring their inventive sides as well...."
KABOOM! The explosion sounded in the back yard as Pluto was playing back there. "Whoops." Althea replied, "My dad should be very careful where he buries the dynamite the Triplets make."
"Where's Goofy?" Donald asked.
"HELLLPPPP!!!!!!" the shout came echoing from upstairs.
"Oh no." Donald moaned, "It looks like he's done something else. Goofy what did you do this time, get your face stuck in the plunger?"
"No, worse, it's coming from Trinity's room." Althea remarked.
"And I think we saw them carrying your spell book." Scuttle remarked.
"WAAAAACCCKKKK!!!!!!" Donald shouted and ran upstairs faster than lightning.
"Just kidding!" Scuttle shouted and laughed.
"Oh great, Scuttle's watching us tonight." Wanda remarked, "As if one training session with that dimwit wasn't enough."
"Scuttle's just a little wacky, that's all." Toad remarked, "And speaking of which, Bilby told us that Scuttle's trying to find the Martian Hop CD. Be sure to hide it real good."
"It's already taken care of." Pietro replied, "I hid it somewhere he's never gonna look."
"What did you do with it? Or do I wanna know?" Althea asked.
"Since you asked, my fair lady, I flushed it down the toilet." Pietro replied.
"Great going moron. Now the babies are gonna cry all night long." Althea replied.
"Don't worry about it guys, I've got it on tape in my walkman." Scuttle remarked.
"Oh great." Scott groaned, "Crazy soldiers, Misfits, crazier aliens. I really wish the Heartless would suffer for bringing them all around here. What more could go wrong?"
A moment later Goofy came staggering downstairs, his fur poking off at weird angles from electrical shocks, "The horror! The horror!"
"Trinity kinda got to Goofy." Donald explained.
~ ~ ~ ~
Somewhere in Los Angeles: "Paul, what are those weird creatures with antennae we've been seeing walking around the studio at night." A sixteen- year-old boy began. He wore a black leather jacket over a black t-shirt and jeans and had a purple star over the right eye, just like Paul, his brother.
His brother, wearing a garb in keeping with the trendiest '80s rocker, said, "I don't know Craig, but they don't look too friendly."
"Shh. Someone's coming" Paul remarked.
The two boys hid behind a dumpster as they saw a mustachioed man wearing an Australian bush hat and a zookeeper's coveralls. He didn't seem to be in cahoots with the creatures, because one of them stopped him and asked him something. The man said he was new to the job and didn't know where he was supposed to be. The creatures said that the abandoned movie studio adjacent to the animal enclosure was down the road and that he was in a restricted area.
For a week now the creatures, the glowing eyed creatures with antennae, had been living around the abandoned movie studio, putting in equipment and other weird things. The guys with the red uniforms and helmets hadn't been particularly nice either and neither were the android things. Then there were people that were walking around, sporting black antennae, glowing eyes, and blackening limbs, but they didn't seem to look completely like those weird shadow creatures. They were kept in large steel cages in the larger buildings.
What the hell were they? Somehow Craig and Paul figured that they weren't gonna like the answer whenever they found out what it was.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Flint, I'm seeing a van with California handicapped stickers on it pulling up about a few feet from the front gate." Bilby said over the radio.
His crosshairs were centered on the van's back as the two Crimson Guards opened the back doors and helped a fellow wearing a hooded cloak out of the van. He seemed to have once been muscular, but had shriveled whether from age or disease Bilby couldn't tell. He looked familiar, as if he had seen the man before. A pair of glowing eyes appeared from under the hood. If that was a Heartless, it must've been some bizarre hybrid.
"Hedaya, are you seeing this mate? This is freaky." Bilby replied.
"Yeah." Hedaya replied.
The man's hood fell away and though his eyes now glowed a faint yellow shade, all of his hair was missing, and antennae protruded from a mass of scar tissue on his forehead Bilby could instantly identify him. The shriveled, decrepit, half-Heartless thing was all that remained of Dr. Mindbender.
"Flint, confirmation, we have Tier One Personality (COBRA leadership) entering the nest." Bilby said.
"Good. Once we determine more about his hideout, we'll get the hell out and plan a mission to catch the bastard." Flint replied.
In the back of his mind, Bilby could hear the voice of a character from his favorite video game, Blood Omen: Legacy of Kain. It was the voice of the Necromancer, Moritanius, "You will have the blood you hunger for..."
Bilby smiled an ironic smile, Mindbender was turning into one of the Heartless. The creator of perversions of nature, the one who created freaks was now becoming one that was dependent upon the very inventions he created.
"Vae Victus." Bilby grinned, "Suffering to the conquered. Ironic now that you are the one suffering Mindbender."
~ ~ ~ ~
Up next: More insanity. Intelligence gathering. And a run in with an amnesiac from University of Southern California...
