Matt Varnish
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He could hear his own chest beating out a fast rythm on the thin wall of the air conditioning system he was in.It was a tight fit but by dislocating one of his shoulders and flattening his pelvis together he managed it without much pain.The steradrenline canister implant in his back needed a re-fill but there was more than enough to last this assignment.He felt another blast from it and looked down again to where Varnish and his female visitor were.
He thought about dropping down now.After the shock of the message being thrown he would have the upper hand.They wouldn\'t expect him.He would be down and upon her in milliseconds,cutting her throat with ease.One quick flick of the wrist and the red mist would overcome him and he would be one again with his real self.One twist of his spine and he would be upon Varnish,severing his hands in one movement with the crystal blade he had just removed from his chest cavity,his blood mixing with that of the detective.Before he knew his hands had gone Varnish would have no face.The sweet taste of flesh would be his again.No more would he have to wait for the master to feed him,no more screaming blindly into the night through his caged door.
He started to remove the stinging stitches holding his lips together,drawing them out one by one with his withered left hand.As he got to the last one he remembered his task,he must wait for information regarding the whereabouts of the Maltese Mini.The master would make him suffer for eternity if he messed it up now,being so close to fullfilling his assignment.He could hide but the master would find him.
He bit down hard on his scarred tongue,blood trickleing over his lips and down his chin.
He would wait.
He would watch.
He would get the information.
He would get his flesh.
He slid back slightly,quietly listening back in to the conversation.They didn\'t know he was there.
Varnish looked up.He was sure he heard something,something like a drop of water from a tap.
\"Come on Varnish,you outa pay attention to this.\" said Milli as she started to pout.She always had a soft spot for Varnish,though he never seemed to take the bait,no matter how much tanned flesh she showed.
He could hear his own chest beating out a fast rythm on the thin wall of the air conditioning system he was in.It was a tight fit but by dislocating one of his shoulders and flattening his pelvis together he managed it without much pain.The steradrenline canister implant in his back needed a re-fill but there was more than enough to last this assignment.He felt another blast from it and looked down again to where Varnish and his female visitor were.
He thought about dropping down now.After the shock of the message being thrown he would have the upper hand.They wouldn\'t expect him.He would be down and upon her in milliseconds,cutting her throat with ease.One quick flick of the wrist and the red mist would overcome him and he would be one again with his real self.One twist of his spine and he would be upon Varnish,severing his hands in one movement with the crystal blade he had just removed from his chest cavity,his blood mixing with that of the detective.Before he knew his hands had gone Varnish would have no face.The sweet taste of flesh would be his again.No more would he have to wait for the master to feed him,no more screaming blindly into the night through his caged door.
He started to remove the stinging stitches holding his lips together,drawing them out one by one with his withered left hand.As he got to the last one he remembered his task,he must wait for information regarding the whereabouts of the Maltese Mini.The master would make him suffer for eternity if he messed it up now,being so close to fullfilling his assignment.He could hide but the master would find him.
He bit down hard on his scarred tongue,blood trickleing over his lips and down his chin.
He would wait.
He would watch.
He would get the information.
He would get his flesh.
He slid back slightly,quietly listening back in to the conversation.They didn\'t know he was there.
Varnish looked up.He was sure he heard something,something like a drop of water from a tap.
\"Come on Varnish,you outa pay attention to this.\" said Milli as she started to pout.She always had a soft spot for Varnish,though he never seemed to take the bait,no matter how much tanned flesh she showed.
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\"all right Millie, what are you trying to pull.\" Matt chided as he moved closer to the message Millie was telling him to pay attention to.\" it looked like stiches in paper. \"odd...\" matt thought to himself \"there havent been any conversion crimes in quite sometime, wonder what the greenstuff stiches are all about\"
then he read the note. It was a short one, 5 words total, but those 5 words were the worst ones to hear.
millie looked up at matts distroght face and without saying a word, grabed his hand, the left over paint thinner, and some paperwork and got out of the private eyes office....
they needed somewhere they could talk without notes getting dropped in on them, she needed to tell him the story, the whole story.
then he read the note. It was a short one, 5 words total, but those 5 words were the worst ones to hear.
millie looked up at matts distroght face and without saying a word, grabed his hand, the left over paint thinner, and some paperwork and got out of the private eyes office....
they needed somewhere they could talk without notes getting dropped in on them, she needed to tell him the story, the whole story.
Malakie leaned against the lampost, watching the door to Matt Varnish\'s office. He didn\'t give a damn about the detective, it was the girl he was following. He knew the item she carried was of special importance to his former master. He didn\'t care about her or the package, either. It was the other he wanted. The seeker. The hunter. He smiled his toothy smile, he was close, he could tell. These new ones were good, much better at stealth missions then he was. He new the old bastard would not be able to resist this prize; he could smell the thing in the building across street. It was anxious, eager for the kill. That was good, it would be careless. They were less bestial then he, but were also made less intelligent. He new why the master had made that choice and thinking back to that time only made him smile wider...
The old man was late. An hour and a half late. He wouldn\'t realize he was too late, that the drugs had worn off. Malakie hadn\'t let on that he had been building up resistance to the drugs for months. The drugs, and to the conditioning. The ancient withered form of his master approached, needle in hand. He looked emaciated, like some dryed out husk of an ancient Egyptian Pharoah. He new the old man was cheating death, cheating with his Alchemetical potions. The dark knowledge gleaned from the many forbidden tomes he had stolen over the years. He was using that same evil lore in his concoctions now, making Malakie into something more then human. Something more, and something much less. When he was close enough to smell the cheap cologne he wore to mask the smell of death, Malakie tore free from the restraining straps. The startled doctor tried to jab him with the sedative, but he was to late, and Malakie was too quick. With one lightning like sweep of his arm he tore out the old mans throat. But then his animal side took over. Flee! Run! Escape! Before he could re-assert control he was already down the hall. He ran into into one of the doctors assistants, and disembowled the man as he ran past. pity, he thought, I rather liked him. Down another a hall and through a window, falling three stories to the ground. He was free! He heard the alarms behind him, and ran into the forest, ran as if the devil himself were chasing him...
That was seven years ago, and he has since found allies to aid him. He new he should of taken the time to make sure Moriarity was dead, make sure he had killed him when he ripped his throat out with his claws. Since joining with the Children of the Khorne he has learned many things. That the Evil Scientist was actually working from the notes of another doctor. A former Acquaintance of his by the name of Dr. Moreau. but none of that mattered now. Working off information that The Children gave him, he now was close to his goal. After all, he was the Alpha male. The first. And he had to show that thing who was boss, just as he had done to the dozen or so before him. Once again he smiled, picking his teeth with his three inch nails. Maybe he could get this one to talk, maybe this will be the one. he would find Moriarity, find him and make him pay!
As Matt and Mili walked out from his place, he couldn\'t help notice the strange man waiting at the bus stop across the street. He remebered seeing him over an hour earlier from his office window, and thought it strange for the man to be wearing such a heavy trenchcoat this time of year. Being the world\'s greatest private dick made one suspicious of everything, and a late bus was no exception. The weather did call for rain however, and Matt chided himself for being so jumpy. Still, there was something strange about the fellow. Maybe it was the fact he was wearing a ski mask in July...
The old man was late. An hour and a half late. He wouldn\'t realize he was too late, that the drugs had worn off. Malakie hadn\'t let on that he had been building up resistance to the drugs for months. The drugs, and to the conditioning. The ancient withered form of his master approached, needle in hand. He looked emaciated, like some dryed out husk of an ancient Egyptian Pharoah. He new the old man was cheating death, cheating with his Alchemetical potions. The dark knowledge gleaned from the many forbidden tomes he had stolen over the years. He was using that same evil lore in his concoctions now, making Malakie into something more then human. Something more, and something much less. When he was close enough to smell the cheap cologne he wore to mask the smell of death, Malakie tore free from the restraining straps. The startled doctor tried to jab him with the sedative, but he was to late, and Malakie was too quick. With one lightning like sweep of his arm he tore out the old mans throat. But then his animal side took over. Flee! Run! Escape! Before he could re-assert control he was already down the hall. He ran into into one of the doctors assistants, and disembowled the man as he ran past. pity, he thought, I rather liked him. Down another a hall and through a window, falling three stories to the ground. He was free! He heard the alarms behind him, and ran into the forest, ran as if the devil himself were chasing him...
That was seven years ago, and he has since found allies to aid him. He new he should of taken the time to make sure Moriarity was dead, make sure he had killed him when he ripped his throat out with his claws. Since joining with the Children of the Khorne he has learned many things. That the Evil Scientist was actually working from the notes of another doctor. A former Acquaintance of his by the name of Dr. Moreau. but none of that mattered now. Working off information that The Children gave him, he now was close to his goal. After all, he was the Alpha male. The first. And he had to show that thing who was boss, just as he had done to the dozen or so before him. Once again he smiled, picking his teeth with his three inch nails. Maybe he could get this one to talk, maybe this will be the one. he would find Moriarity, find him and make him pay!
As Matt and Mili walked out from his place, he couldn\'t help notice the strange man waiting at the bus stop across the street. He remebered seeing him over an hour earlier from his office window, and thought it strange for the man to be wearing such a heavy trenchcoat this time of year. Being the world\'s greatest private dick made one suspicious of everything, and a late bus was no exception. The weather did call for rain however, and Matt chided himself for being so jumpy. Still, there was something strange about the fellow. Maybe it was the fact he was wearing a ski mask in July...
\"Where are we going\", Ms. Putt asked?
\"I know this great little FLGS not far from here, nice and quiet where we can talk. The place is set-up like a coffee house, and they serve terrific Java Mocha.\"
\"Sounds fine, I could use some watering down.\" she said.
\"Great, lets just hop into my ride\", he said pointing to a vehicle parked down the block.
\"A Hearse? Where on Earth did you dig that up?\"
\"It\'s an old Vampire Counts Black Coach, I got it on E-bay when the new models came out.\"
\"I see\", she said, eyeing the horses apprehensively.
\"Its great! I save money on gas, and I don\'t even need to feed those damn things.\" He opened the wagons door but she just stared inside, eyes going wide\"
Glancing inside he realized...
\"I know this great little FLGS not far from here, nice and quiet where we can talk. The place is set-up like a coffee house, and they serve terrific Java Mocha.\"
\"Sounds fine, I could use some watering down.\" she said.
\"Great, lets just hop into my ride\", he said pointing to a vehicle parked down the block.
\"A Hearse? Where on Earth did you dig that up?\"
\"It\'s an old Vampire Counts Black Coach, I got it on E-bay when the new models came out.\"
\"I see\", she said, eyeing the horses apprehensively.
\"Its great! I save money on gas, and I don\'t even need to feed those damn things.\" He opened the wagons door but she just stared inside, eyes going wide\"
Glancing inside he realized...
Matt alternately blushed and blanched so furiously that his skin decided that it was easier to remain its usual healthy pink colour. \"Uhhhh... let\'s walk\", he declared.
Milli wasn\'t so sure about walking, she could feel the prickles growing down her back like a worn out brush. \"Matt, this isn\'t the time for jokes\", she spat, \"You want something that I\'ve got, I want something that you\'ve got and we\'ve both got people looking for us. If you want to continue with your childish pranks, then we\'re both likely to become as rare as a triple-breasted Golden Daemon. We\'re taking my transport.\" She pushed him towards her diminutive MG roadster, \"Get in! We\'re going some place I know to be safe, because I cannot trust you, Matt Varnish.\"
Matt pressed himself into the vehicle\'s seat, like a marshmallow into an egg-cup. Milli ground the accelerator into the floor of the car, making his cheeks flare. That was stupid, Mr. Varnish, he thought to himself. Really, really stupid. They sped off into the growing dusk, early lights shooting past like shots from a lasgun...
Meanwhile, Malakie moved off the street to watch the Prowler, the Seeker, the Hunter squeeze itself through a slightly ajar 3rd story window. It oozed down the wall and dropped into a drain...
Milli wasn\'t so sure about walking, she could feel the prickles growing down her back like a worn out brush. \"Matt, this isn\'t the time for jokes\", she spat, \"You want something that I\'ve got, I want something that you\'ve got and we\'ve both got people looking for us. If you want to continue with your childish pranks, then we\'re both likely to become as rare as a triple-breasted Golden Daemon. We\'re taking my transport.\" She pushed him towards her diminutive MG roadster, \"Get in! We\'re going some place I know to be safe, because I cannot trust you, Matt Varnish.\"
Matt pressed himself into the vehicle\'s seat, like a marshmallow into an egg-cup. Milli ground the accelerator into the floor of the car, making his cheeks flare. That was stupid, Mr. Varnish, he thought to himself. Really, really stupid. They sped off into the growing dusk, early lights shooting past like shots from a lasgun...
Meanwhile, Malakie moved off the street to watch the Prowler, the Seeker, the Hunter squeeze itself through a slightly ajar 3rd story window. It oozed down the wall and dropped into a drain...
\"Damn\", thought Malakie, \"that must be the newest model, and the professor has made some improvements\". No matter, he would destroy it. Cutting out its tongue and sewing its mouth closed wasn\'t going to help Moriarity this time. It could still write, and if it didn\'t he\'d bite it\'s fingers off, one at a time.
Just like last time, he thought with a smile.
Meanwhile, Matt was curious as to what Mili\'s game was this time out. She always had a double cross in mind, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve as well. He was also well aware that her friend Sid Adell was probably right behind them.
\"sooo\" she began, \" I read about your exploits a few weeks ago in the Privateer Press. That was really something how you solved that Greenstuff case\".
\"It was nothing really...\"
\"Nothing! Interpol, Scotland yard, and the ATF couldn\'t figure out how they were getting that stuff into the country!\"
\"Well, it was pretty simple, once I figured out they had dyed the stuff purple and were bringing it in on April 1st\". He purposely forgot to mention it was actually those weird teenagers that put him onto the truth. What a surprise! It actually turned out to be Mr. Carruthers the amusment park owner behind the whole thing, after they pulled off that stupid mask. He would of gotten away with it to if not for those meddling kids!
\"Don\'t be modest, Matt, it doesn\'t suit you\"
\"Your right as always, Mili, after all I am #1 on CDON*\", eyes narrowing as he spoke,\"but lets cut to the chase...\"
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Just like last time, he thought with a smile.
Meanwhile, Matt was curious as to what Mili\'s game was this time out. She always had a double cross in mind, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve as well. He was also well aware that her friend Sid Adell was probably right behind them.
\"sooo\" she began, \" I read about your exploits a few weeks ago in the Privateer Press. That was really something how you solved that Greenstuff case\".
\"It was nothing really...\"
\"Nothing! Interpol, Scotland yard, and the ATF couldn\'t figure out how they were getting that stuff into the country!\"
\"Well, it was pretty simple, once I figured out they had dyed the stuff purple and were bringing it in on April 1st\". He purposely forgot to mention it was actually those weird teenagers that put him onto the truth. What a surprise! It actually turned out to be Mr. Carruthers the amusment park owner behind the whole thing, after they pulled off that stupid mask. He would of gotten away with it to if not for those meddling kids!
\"Don\'t be modest, Matt, it doesn\'t suit you\"
\"Your right as always, Mili, after all I am #1 on CDON*\", eyes narrowing as he spoke,\"but lets cut to the chase...\"
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In the relative peace of a car hurtling along at 80 miles an hour, Milli began her story. \"The Woodland Scenics lake was lost to legend, the Imperium used it as a land fill site, you see...\"
She continued to speak, but Matt had other thoughts; #1 on CDON, that\'s bloody right! No Russian agent with tits and bigger brains than I is going to grab that spot... if she as much as sets a pretty paw on that Big Dick Slayer, I\'ll cram it some place the sun does not shine... it\'s mine, damn it, it\'s mine! I solved the green stuff case, me, I and myself!
An alarming jolt hauled his thoughts back to the moment. \"Matt Varnish! Have you been listening to a single word that I have said?\", Milli was unimpressed, \"Is this how you treat all your clients? No wonder you can\'t afford primer\". \"I am so sorry, Milli\", he stammered, \"please do tell, I promise I will listen, really I will\".
Milli snorted, but continued where she thought she\'d lost his attention - right at the beginning. \"The Woodland Scenics lake was lost to legend, the Imperium used it as a land fill site, you see...\"
#1 on CDON, damn right I am!, but somehow Matt squashed those thoughts and really did listen to what Milli was telling him...
She continued to speak, but Matt had other thoughts; #1 on CDON, that\'s bloody right! No Russian agent with tits and bigger brains than I is going to grab that spot... if she as much as sets a pretty paw on that Big Dick Slayer, I\'ll cram it some place the sun does not shine... it\'s mine, damn it, it\'s mine! I solved the green stuff case, me, I and myself!
An alarming jolt hauled his thoughts back to the moment. \"Matt Varnish! Have you been listening to a single word that I have said?\", Milli was unimpressed, \"Is this how you treat all your clients? No wonder you can\'t afford primer\". \"I am so sorry, Milli\", he stammered, \"please do tell, I promise I will listen, really I will\".
Milli snorted, but continued where she thought she\'d lost his attention - right at the beginning. \"The Woodland Scenics lake was lost to legend, the Imperium used it as a land fill site, you see...\"
#1 on CDON, damn right I am!, but somehow Matt squashed those thoughts and really did listen to what Milli was telling him...
ipaintminis
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untill about 2 seconds later when his thoughts interruped him
it was that ski mask...it haunted him
he caught random bits of millies monologue, something about fake water, and minis with the torso like ahnold and legs like twiggy
but that ski mask. he knew hed seen it somewhere before, it haunted him
he continued thinking untill millies monologue jolted him back to reality...
\"sex was the only way out of the prison or so they said, but i used other means of escape....i refused to have sex with something that only wore a ski mask...
THATS IT, varnish thought....thats where i remember the ski mask
it was that ski mask...it haunted him
he caught random bits of millies monologue, something about fake water, and minis with the torso like ahnold and legs like twiggy
but that ski mask. he knew hed seen it somewhere before, it haunted him
he continued thinking untill millies monologue jolted him back to reality...
\"sex was the only way out of the prison or so they said, but i used other means of escape....i refused to have sex with something that only wore a ski mask...
THATS IT, varnish thought....thats where i remember the ski mask
But his thoughts were interrupted as she continued...
\"It turns out the man in the mask was just one of Professor Moriarity\'s discarded experiments\", she explained.
\"Moriarity! Are you insane? He died over 70 years ago with the rest of the Chaos Triumverate.\"
\"Are you so sure, Mr.Varnish?\" she said , turning towards him with an odd look in her eye.
\"Am I sure? Of course I\'m sure! My grandfather, along with VanHelsing and Alan Quartermain help to stop those Madmen!\"
\"And if I told you I have proof he still lives...\"
\"What kind of proof could you possibly have?\"
\"Because, Mr. Varnish, Professor James Moriarity is my father...\"
Dun Dun Duuuuuuhhhh!
\"It turns out the man in the mask was just one of Professor Moriarity\'s discarded experiments\", she explained.
\"Moriarity! Are you insane? He died over 70 years ago with the rest of the Chaos Triumverate.\"
\"Are you so sure, Mr.Varnish?\" she said , turning towards him with an odd look in her eye.
\"Am I sure? Of course I\'m sure! My grandfather, along with VanHelsing and Alan Quartermain help to stop those Madmen!\"
\"And if I told you I have proof he still lives...\"
\"What kind of proof could you possibly have?\"
\"Because, Mr. Varnish, Professor James Moriarity is my father...\"
Dun Dun Duuuuuuhhhh!
Had Matt thought about it later, he would have been relieved that he was not driving. His senses rebelled as much as if he\'d discovered a mould line in his chrome NMM soup. Milly pulled the car over and stopped it. They sat in silence for a few minutes, her\'s contemplative, his catatonic.
\"I didn\'t know how to tell you\", she began, \"it just came out. I had always used tap water, but my switch to distilled water has forced me to come clean.\" Matt wasn\'t really listening, he was wondering where he could get some paint stripper. \"And Matt, \", she continued, \"VanHelsing was in league with Moriarity all along. It was he who made me lick Floor Wax till I confessed.\"
#1 on CDON, I don\'t deserve it. How could such information escape me? Matt\'s thoughts intruded on Milli\'s words again. Milli\'s a good guy, VanHelsing is a bad guy, and Moriarity is not dead. His mind\'s Dremel was hard at work...
Meanwhile, the Prowler had found a drain that would lead it to the Woodland Scenics lake...
\"I didn\'t know how to tell you\", she began, \"it just came out. I had always used tap water, but my switch to distilled water has forced me to come clean.\" Matt wasn\'t really listening, he was wondering where he could get some paint stripper. \"And Matt, \", she continued, \"VanHelsing was in league with Moriarity all along. It was he who made me lick Floor Wax till I confessed.\"
#1 on CDON, I don\'t deserve it. How could such information escape me? Matt\'s thoughts intruded on Milli\'s words again. Milli\'s a good guy, VanHelsing is a bad guy, and Moriarity is not dead. His mind\'s Dremel was hard at work...
Meanwhile, the Prowler had found a drain that would lead it to the Woodland Scenics lake...
\"You see, Matt, the maltese mini was only the key, and I have already used it to discover the whereabouts of the real treasure!\" light drops of Jupiter began to pelt the windshield, the storm had finally arrived.
His head was swimming like a wearshark having a bad hair day,\"T..t..treasure, what treasure! What are you talking about?\" He couldn\'t think straight, images of that lucky floor wax were clouding his thoughts...
She opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly a Tentacle Pink Cadilac slammed into the side of Mili\'s roadster, catching the pair off-guard. They skidded on the poorly highlighted shoulder where Ms.Putt manage to regain control. Figures were pouring from the other vehicle, barely visible in the growing torrent.
As they approached Matt drew his bolter, but then he saw the size of their weapons. They were tall and emaciated, as thin as an Xacto blade and as beautiful as runway models.
\"Damn!\" he spat, \"Fiannas!\"
Mili leapt onto the hood of her nicely filed transport, simultaneously pulling a Katana from the glove compartmant and a Glok from her well endowed cleavage. (how does SHE DO that, thought Matt). She turned on the newcomers with a wicked gleam in her eye, \"No More Fiannas!\"
His head was swimming like a wearshark having a bad hair day,\"T..t..treasure, what treasure! What are you talking about?\" He couldn\'t think straight, images of that lucky floor wax were clouding his thoughts...
She opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly a Tentacle Pink Cadilac slammed into the side of Mili\'s roadster, catching the pair off-guard. They skidded on the poorly highlighted shoulder where Ms.Putt manage to regain control. Figures were pouring from the other vehicle, barely visible in the growing torrent.
As they approached Matt drew his bolter, but then he saw the size of their weapons. They were tall and emaciated, as thin as an Xacto blade and as beautiful as runway models.
\"Damn!\" he spat, \"Fiannas!\"
Mili leapt onto the hood of her nicely filed transport, simultaneously pulling a Katana from the glove compartmant and a Glok from her well endowed cleavage. (how does SHE DO that, thought Matt). She turned on the newcomers with a wicked gleam in her eye, \"No More Fiannas!\"
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matt thought, millie fought
how is it that all these years this gorgous woman has been the \"enemy\"....why didnt she just tell me......
about that time millie had offed the fianna troup
distainfully adding \"...anorexic broads, who needs em\"
she jumped back in the transport and after carefully replacing the weaponry....
\"Mr.Varnish, i believe i have the rest of my story to tell\"
matt hastily got back to his seat.
and suddenly jumped back out...he recognized people he hadnt seen in a while, someone who might be able to help.
there in the misting rain were two men that somepeople assumed were the same man, and in the shadow their ettin like properties were showing.
Matt Called out \"Mr.Vike and Mr.Dauber i am very glad i found you...\"
Vike and Dauber answered in unison \"you as well Matt, you as well....we noticed the slaughter of the dreaded fiannas and knew it was millies hand at work....if you will, meet us at this address in 3 hours, we have news we must relate\"
and after handing him their card, Vike and Dauber dissapeared into the mists they came from
how is it that all these years this gorgous woman has been the \"enemy\"....why didnt she just tell me......
about that time millie had offed the fianna troup
distainfully adding \"...anorexic broads, who needs em\"
she jumped back in the transport and after carefully replacing the weaponry....
\"Mr.Varnish, i believe i have the rest of my story to tell\"
matt hastily got back to his seat.
and suddenly jumped back out...he recognized people he hadnt seen in a while, someone who might be able to help.
there in the misting rain were two men that somepeople assumed were the same man, and in the shadow their ettin like properties were showing.
Matt Called out \"Mr.Vike and Mr.Dauber i am very glad i found you...\"
Vike and Dauber answered in unison \"you as well Matt, you as well....we noticed the slaughter of the dreaded fiannas and knew it was millies hand at work....if you will, meet us at this address in 3 hours, we have news we must relate\"
and after handing him their card, Vike and Dauber dissapeared into the mists they came from
Meanwhile...
Malakie move through the sewers, trying to block out the stench that was overwhelming his heightened senses. As he moved forward in the murky knee deep water, he was completely unaware that the other creature was waiting for him, and the predator was about to become the prey...
Malakie move through the sewers, trying to block out the stench that was overwhelming his heightened senses. As he moved forward in the murky knee deep water, he was completely unaware that the other creature was waiting for him, and the predator was about to become the prey...
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\"You know Mr. Vike, I have no idea why so many people think that we are are same person\"
\"I agree Mr. Dauber, we are so different. It should be obvious to these tinheads that we are as diffent as night and day. I mean, look at us... I am obviosly wearing a VGC duster while you are wearing a VMC overcoat. Granted they are both shades of black and our hair is bleache bone with white highlights. Buy how could anyone mistake us as being the same person?\"
\"I know.. did you catch that Varnish chap? He was looking at you and calling you Dauber and saying hello to me as Vike. And he is CDON\'s best? Why, he might as well have a \'pro-painted\' label on him.\"
\"You mean that I am not Vike? And that you are not Dauber? - All these years, I\'ve had it backwards. Are you sure?\"
\"I agree Mr. Dauber, we are so different. It should be obvious to these tinheads that we are as diffent as night and day. I mean, look at us... I am obviosly wearing a VGC duster while you are wearing a VMC overcoat. Granted they are both shades of black and our hair is bleache bone with white highlights. Buy how could anyone mistake us as being the same person?\"
\"I know.. did you catch that Varnish chap? He was looking at you and calling you Dauber and saying hello to me as Vike. And he is CDON\'s best? Why, he might as well have a \'pro-painted\' label on him.\"
\"You mean that I am not Vike? And that you are not Dauber? - All these years, I\'ve had it backwards. Are you sure?\"
This isn\'t happening, thought Matt, This day just isn\'t real!
\"Oh, it\'s real alright\", said Milli, \"this Maltese Mini which I hold in my hand right here has a secret compartment in it, though I think it\'s a gap that wasn\'t properly filled.\" She pulled a little slip of metal film out of the gap and held it up for Matt to see. \"It looks wrong, like it\'s an illusion\", he observed. She looked down at it, \"Damn flash\", she said, and threw it aside. With frustration at not being able to find what she was looking for, she snapped the mini\'s arm off, \"There it is!\"
Neatly tucked into the mini\'s body was another film of metal. She pulled it out and unrolled with reverance, \"This Matt, dear boy, holds the secret to the whereabouts of the VikingDauber. But I need your help to decipher it. You have access to arcane knowledge and Testor\'s too.\"
Matt wished she\'d drive on, the leaden bodies of Moriarity\'s fiannas were beginning to unnerve him. \"Sure, sure\", he muttered, \" but I\'ll need my equipment which I left back at my pad.\" \"Look, can we just get on? I don\'t like the idea that the next thing to hit us is going to be a truckload of witch elves, and I\'d rather not be around when it does.\"
It might have been surmised that Matt saw no connection between misters Vike and Dauber and the VikingDauber, but he had indeed. It just that it was too soon to trust Milli, and he was not going to divulge all his secrets, leaving him no colour on his palette. For now, he was content to sit back in the speeding vehicle and smile as 2 and 2 made 4 in his mind. He was content to see what the night would bring...
\"Oh, it\'s real alright\", said Milli, \"this Maltese Mini which I hold in my hand right here has a secret compartment in it, though I think it\'s a gap that wasn\'t properly filled.\" She pulled a little slip of metal film out of the gap and held it up for Matt to see. \"It looks wrong, like it\'s an illusion\", he observed. She looked down at it, \"Damn flash\", she said, and threw it aside. With frustration at not being able to find what she was looking for, she snapped the mini\'s arm off, \"There it is!\"
Neatly tucked into the mini\'s body was another film of metal. She pulled it out and unrolled with reverance, \"This Matt, dear boy, holds the secret to the whereabouts of the VikingDauber. But I need your help to decipher it. You have access to arcane knowledge and Testor\'s too.\"
Matt wished she\'d drive on, the leaden bodies of Moriarity\'s fiannas were beginning to unnerve him. \"Sure, sure\", he muttered, \" but I\'ll need my equipment which I left back at my pad.\" \"Look, can we just get on? I don\'t like the idea that the next thing to hit us is going to be a truckload of witch elves, and I\'d rather not be around when it does.\"
It might have been surmised that Matt saw no connection between misters Vike and Dauber and the VikingDauber, but he had indeed. It just that it was too soon to trust Milli, and he was not going to divulge all his secrets, leaving him no colour on his palette. For now, he was content to sit back in the speeding vehicle and smile as 2 and 2 made 4 in his mind. He was content to see what the night would bring...
\"Oh no! look over there, a truckload of witch Elves!\" Mili Shouted.
\"Where?\" cried Matt, looking around furiously.
\"Gotcha!\" She smiled at him,\"You should have seen your face!\"
\"That wasn\'t very funny...\" thoughts were running wildly through matts mind, like a wood nyph in a terminator locker room. I must stay #1 on CDON! Everyone must know I\'m the biggest Dick that ever was, even bigger than my grandfather, Sherlock Varnish. They used to call him Noshit Sherlock, and Matt was forever living in his Shadow Grey. No one must ever find out that he hired Mr.Vike and Mr.Dauber to infiltrate corporate computers and swamp the CDON servers with tens of thousands of phony votes.
Ms.Putt was saying something and brought him out of his reverie...
\"... and I must be there to meet her in twenty minutes!\" she concluded.
\"Meet who?\"
\"Mada Hairy! weren\'t you listening Varnish? What are you, a Dullcote?!\"That last insult cut matt to the bone white, it was the worst thing someone could call a private Dick.
\"Mada Hairy?\" he said then realizing who\'s name she had just spoken, \"I thought she quit the spy-game after her accident\"
\"You mean when she was caught in that super-glue factory explosion, and landed in the Flock Warehouse? Thats what she wanted everyone to believe. She doesn\'t do field work anymore, since she now looks like a fuzzy pipecleaner, but she still has more knowledge of underworld goings on then a Vampire Lord... And besides, you just gotta see her, you\'ll laugh your ass off...\"
Flock! This day just gets weirder and weirder thought Matt, and its not even noon...
\"Where?\" cried Matt, looking around furiously.
\"Gotcha!\" She smiled at him,\"You should have seen your face!\"
\"That wasn\'t very funny...\" thoughts were running wildly through matts mind, like a wood nyph in a terminator locker room. I must stay #1 on CDON! Everyone must know I\'m the biggest Dick that ever was, even bigger than my grandfather, Sherlock Varnish. They used to call him Noshit Sherlock, and Matt was forever living in his Shadow Grey. No one must ever find out that he hired Mr.Vike and Mr.Dauber to infiltrate corporate computers and swamp the CDON servers with tens of thousands of phony votes.
Ms.Putt was saying something and brought him out of his reverie...
\"... and I must be there to meet her in twenty minutes!\" she concluded.
\"Meet who?\"
\"Mada Hairy! weren\'t you listening Varnish? What are you, a Dullcote?!\"That last insult cut matt to the bone white, it was the worst thing someone could call a private Dick.
\"Mada Hairy?\" he said then realizing who\'s name she had just spoken, \"I thought she quit the spy-game after her accident\"
\"You mean when she was caught in that super-glue factory explosion, and landed in the Flock Warehouse? Thats what she wanted everyone to believe. She doesn\'t do field work anymore, since she now looks like a fuzzy pipecleaner, but she still has more knowledge of underworld goings on then a Vampire Lord... And besides, you just gotta see her, you\'ll laugh your ass off...\"
Flock! This day just gets weirder and weirder thought Matt, and its not even noon...
airhead
Coffin Dodger / Keymaster
[heavy bad Hollywood German accent]
\" \'s O K. You two get in here before anybody zees you. I \'ave ze divink equipment all zet.\"
\"We going for a swim today too?\" Matt asked. Millie just punched him in the arm and gave him a dirty look and muttered \"dullcoat\" under her breath.
\"Yez, at ze bottom of ze Woodland Zeenicks Lake is a Zitadel...\"
\"A what?\" Matt asked.
\"She said a citidel, you idiot, just shut up an listen.\" Millie huffed.
\"Az I vaz zayink, a zitadel... at ze bottom of ze lake. And inzide ze zitadel is a - how you say? - game factory. No, game workzhop. You two need to get into ze zitadel and to ze workzhop before ze guards are aware of you. Zey are nasty buggerz - actually zey are bugs. Inzide ze workzhop you vill find ze seekret compartment. Inzide it iz a zafe. The combination is....\"
The fump shound of a silenced slug thrower was the last thing that Mada heard.
\" \'s O K. You two get in here before anybody zees you. I \'ave ze divink equipment all zet.\"
\"We going for a swim today too?\" Matt asked. Millie just punched him in the arm and gave him a dirty look and muttered \"dullcoat\" under her breath.
\"Yez, at ze bottom of ze Woodland Zeenicks Lake is a Zitadel...\"
\"A what?\" Matt asked.
\"She said a citidel, you idiot, just shut up an listen.\" Millie huffed.
\"Az I vaz zayink, a zitadel... at ze bottom of ze lake. And inzide ze zitadel is a - how you say? - game factory. No, game workzhop. You two need to get into ze zitadel and to ze workzhop before ze guards are aware of you. Zey are nasty buggerz - actually zey are bugs. Inzide ze workzhop you vill find ze seekret compartment. Inzide it iz a zafe. The combination is....\"
The fump shound of a silenced slug thrower was the last thing that Mada heard.
[Oh airhead, for the sake of our hero, I do hope your typo \"Mata\" was meant to be Mada and not Matt]
\"What the flock?!?\", Matt muted a shout as he dove over Milli protectively, pushing her to the ground. Milli barely managed a peep before the breath was knocked out of her. Matt looked around to see some bushes move, and two shadowy figures slinking away. Looking back towards Mada, who even in death looked just as hysterical, something began to move.
The slug twisted and hissed. The slug turned and unscrewed. The top fell off - plop! With a click, a little flag shot out of the slug on a stick, it read, \"Trust no-one\". Matt made sure the figures were gone before investigating further.
In Mada\'s left pocket he found a cork. Her right pocket revealed some brass wire and a pair of pliers. Looking in her top pocket, he found a sculpting tool and some \'Ardcoat. He drank the \'Ardcoat. So, he thought to himself, Mada Hairy was planning on using Milli for her own evil schemes, twisting poor Milli into some likeness of evil, a Shadowforge nun, no doubt. He sniffed the air from the scuba cylinders - warpgas, poison wind.
Milli had not yet stirred...
\"What the flock?!?\", Matt muted a shout as he dove over Milli protectively, pushing her to the ground. Milli barely managed a peep before the breath was knocked out of her. Matt looked around to see some bushes move, and two shadowy figures slinking away. Looking back towards Mada, who even in death looked just as hysterical, something began to move.
The slug twisted and hissed. The slug turned and unscrewed. The top fell off - plop! With a click, a little flag shot out of the slug on a stick, it read, \"Trust no-one\". Matt made sure the figures were gone before investigating further.
In Mada\'s left pocket he found a cork. Her right pocket revealed some brass wire and a pair of pliers. Looking in her top pocket, he found a sculpting tool and some \'Ardcoat. He drank the \'Ardcoat. So, he thought to himself, Mada Hairy was planning on using Milli for her own evil schemes, twisting poor Milli into some likeness of evil, a Shadowforge nun, no doubt. He sniffed the air from the scuba cylinders - warpgas, poison wind.
Milli had not yet stirred...
