Monsters Vs Vampires

by Supa Supa Bad Truly Mad Moves

The government has long been investigating the existence of vampires. General W. R. Monger sends his monsters on a mission to Isle Esme, where some unlikely friendships are born. Sequel to The Good Life. Susan/Doc. Now featuring Maximum Ride.

22. Blue Moon

Chapter 22: Blue Moon

THE BIG GUY

"Mission failed, sir," Jewel told me. He turned to face me, his ruby-and-diamond face expressionless as always, his pearl mandibles clacking.

"That's fine," I said. "Just fine." I replayed the video. B.O.B., the Missing Link, and Insectosaurus had wiped out the Flyboys I had purchased in barely a minute. Henchmen become obsolete so quickly. "Ray! Ram! Come here!" I called.

The twelve-year-old twins, both named for the animals they resembled, popped up at my side. "Yes, Big Guy, sir?" Ray said.

"Design something new," I said. "We were inches away from nabbing the flock, but we did not anticipate an alliance with the Modesto Monsters. And whoever these new contacts are…" My eyes slid to the cage. The bars had been bent, and the man and woman we had captured en route to Alaska had fought their way out unarmed. "Zombies, angels, superheroes, whatever they are," I continued. "We need something that can fight them. All monsters shall be mine!"

Ray and Ram scuttled off. Felicia and Albert were already tapping fervently at a computer; Felicia turned to me and tasted the air with her forked tongue. "Is this necessary, sir?" she asked.

"Nothing is necessary, Felicia," I said. "But do you want us to cower in fear forever?"

Albert folded his wings to his back and forced some words out of his beak. "We may not need to, Big Guy," he said. "Look at the new acceptance that the monsters have."

"They proved themselves," I retorted. "They combated an alien invasion. We could do that, I suppose, but it just seems too subtle to me. We shall use our wits to dominate all monsters, then all people, then all the universe! But you know that. I'm going to go check myself out in the mirror."

I walked up to my reflection, greeted as always by the face of a powder-blue gecko. I fingered the ICBG logo on my shirt. "Hello, handsome," I said. "Our face will soon be on all the currency, eh? Yes, someday the world shall answer to the one known as the Big Guy."

…to be continued in ICBG, part two of the Three-Way Crossover series