With Or Without You
Part Four
-Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch-
Balthazar was as pleased as the fat man who just pulled up at the all you can eat buffet. His minions, a group of tiny demons, with green hair and breeches, had just delivered his new toy. Balthazar was rather grateful for these demons. They didn't come from Hell, like most demons did but instead; they came from a candy factory in England. True, he had never saw demons with orange skin and has the tendency to sing morality songs but they got the job done. They made him feel extra evilly.
"Now, my plan is complete! MWAHAHAHAHA!" Balthazar cried out and launched into fits of laughter. He watched as they brought in the super evil, super diabolical, mind-warping machine. Yes, Balthazar had tried evilly demon mechanisms but he had found that there was nothing quite like a mind-warping machine. It made him feel, you guessed it, tremendously evil. He let out another cackle and twiddled his fingers together. "Excellent," he muttered.
"You won't get away with this, thou foul fiend!" John cried from his chains. True, the chains were part of the last game that they had played but Balthazar had also found them affective for other things besides fulfilling S&M fantasies. There was just something about hearing John cry "More! Spank me daddy!" that warmed Balthazar on the inside but right now, he had to finish the plan. He gave a small skip and strolled over to John.
"Oh but I think I will. Who's to stop me?" Balthazar cackled and then launched into another fit of MWAHAHAHA! He so wished that there was a contest for maniacal laughter, he'd win the gold metal for sure and he knew that gold medal would look so fabulous with his gold spandex pants.
"Chas will, I believe in my love. He is my warrior!" John cried out again.
"Oh yes, Mr. Kramer," Balthazar's gaze turned dark. "I do hope that he will show. I have something planned for Mr. Kramer."
"What?" John asked.
Balthazar leered and then clapped his hands once. In the middle of the floor, a circular opening came from nowhere. The opening was a trap door, filled with water and sharks swimming about with laser beams attached to their heads. In "How To Be A Malicious Overlord And Take Over Humanity" by A. Demon, it had said that sharks with laser beams attached to their heads was the sign of true malicious overlord. Balthazar had always wanted to be a malicious overlord. He remembered once, when he went to demonic elementary school in Peoria, he had written an essay about how he had wanted to be a malicious overlord when he grew up. He got an A on that paper and he was assured, that he'd get an A now.
"OH NOES! SHARKS WITH LASER BEAMS ATTACHED TO THEIR HEADS!" John cried out, shaking in his chains and lederhosen.
"Yes!" Balthazar cackling. It was true what that book had said, that seeing the good guys tremble with fear was most exhilarating, like biting into a York Peppermint Patty. But, he knew that there was something much more fulfilling, which was making something completely yours.
"Now, be a good boy for daddy and look into this!" Balthazar demanded and John, being too scared to fight back, did so.
It was a whirling umbrella, a bright red and white that moved in a circular pattern, hypnotizing him. He felt the man that he had been before slip right away from him and in his place was a man that wanted to cuddle with his Balthy-Walthy. He wanted to curl in his lap and be his kitten. Wait that was what he was, Balthazar's kitten. After the mind-warping machine turned off, Balthazar cackled.
"Johnny-boy?" Balthazar grinned.
"Meow," he cooed.
"Good boy," Balthazar said as he stroked his head. Balthazar knew that there was no way that Chas Kramer could beat this but he would never know, for at that moment, there had been a breach in security.