The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Seven

The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger

Book Seven

Script by Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2016

Please be aware that this is part five of an ongoing script; to get the full story please read books one to Six first.

Please be aware that this script has adult content.

Mal and Loll is the same person; born in a man’s body, but always struggling to accept things as they are. Mal pushes herself to the fore and Loll has to take second place in a life of manic schizophrenia and bizarre circumstances. Mal gets cancer but decides to fight to the bitter end with anybody and anything which stands in the way of her pleasure; trouble is it’s not the end but the beginning.

 

Scene one: WPO Base

Mal is preparing to lift 1,500 pounds in a deadlift to see who the stronger person is; Mark has already lifted it and is smiling even though Mal broke his fingers. The robot is standing in front of Mal to help her just in case she fails. Freda is smiling and looking at the robot in anticipation. Mal bends down and grabs the bar and lifts; she not only deadlifts it but she heaves the bar up to her chest and throws it at the robot who has shot Mal with a needle gun, Mal stumbles forward and falls on the bar which has crushed the robot; Mal breaths heavily for a few seconds and then suddenly stops breathing. Freda pretends to be shocked and calls for an emergency team of medics; they put Mal on a stretcher and hurry away.

Freda: I am in shock! I can’t think how this happened; the robot that shot Mal was checked out only a short time ago!

WPO team member: There should be a stage one investigation, Deputy Freda; you can expect such a thing from an android but not a robot!

Freda: When I am Chief Coordinator I will implement a full scale review of security. Poor Mal, she had only been with us a few days; I’m being told that it was a poison needle gun; we all know what that means!

Mark: I can’t understand how she managed to lift the bar so high and then heave it! It doesn’t seem possible but we all saw it.

Freda: We will never know now. No one survives a shot from a poison gun.

Freda is receiving information from her source on the astral plane, but Mal and Loll have access to a higher region and so they know all about Freda’s little plan to take charge of the WPO. Mal is in the surgery and simply left to herself as the medical team knows there is little hope of any recovery; there is no antidote and the poison is reported to be an alien substance.

Mal: (Thought message to Loll) Loll, how long do I have to lie here?

Loll: Relax, Mal, you have been classified dead, you have no heartbeat and no breath, but we know that your body is now starting to rejuvenate. In less than two hours Ryon and his team will have gained access to all the dark agent androids and their robots plus Freda!

Mal: I hope this doesn’t affect my sex drive again?

Loll: When you threw that weight I felt proud, Mal. Mark is still in awe.

Mal: I could have thrown it with one arm, Loll.

Loll: Strong women turn me on, Mal; I always liked that in you.

Mal: I couldn’t be stronger than I am; I’m afraid my bones will break.

Loll: I will be here to tell you when that might happen.

Mal: You trustworthy, sentimental, romantic, lovable old fart! Write this poem down, Loll, it’s called

Show of Splendor:                                                                                                                                              Sitting on a riverbank minding its own business

Looking very pretty in its summer dress of symmetry
Catching my eye with its golden petalled blossom

Nodding very happily among the coronopus
Putting on a show of splendor just for me
How can I not love this simple gesture?
God in his wisdom great and fearful

created this perfect little plant to make the world more joyful.

Loll: You are a wonder, Mal; you are getting very philosophical in your old age.

Mal: I want to be more like you, Loll; I have been a tramp long enough, now might be the time to change, although I will miss certain things.

Loll: You can wait a while longer, Mal, you are only in the beginning stage yet. We are being invited to listen in to Freda’s conversation, Mal; I think you will find it interesting.

Freda: (about to start the meeting of her cohorts). We have information that Mal is dead and won’t interfere in our future operations, I was a little worried that the poison gun wouldn’t work on her new body, but rest assured it has. I will now initiate the next phase of our plan. Ryon is about to retire; he is the only obstacle to our success, he is now fully compliant due to the drug which we secreted into his system. Our secret staff on the Astral Plane has been very successful, no one can possibly know anything about our plans, and this base is now ultra-safe as far as any listening devices or cameras are concerned. Our little team will now start to reap the benefits of our efforts. I have been told that in Asia, Europe, South America and virtually every city in the world has been infiltrated with our androids and robots.

Team member two: What about the Super H plan?

Freda: The Super H plan will go ahead in the next few days; a team of our androids and robots will fly a small jet plane packed with the new High-Xtra compound into the United Nations building and with the explosives which will already be planted around the conference hall, the combined effect will totally destroy everything within two miles. All the leaders will be gotten rid of and we can then start to build a new World Government to our specifications.

Loll: Well, Mal, what do you think of that?

Mal: It is utterly fantastic! Who the hell does she think she is?

Loll: She thinks she is the next ‘World Leader’.

Mal: I hope I can be the one to crush her ‘little plan’.

Loll: You will Mal. A meeting in the dream worlds is about to take place in the next few minutes, so please follow me to the Astral Plane and we will take our place, don’t worry about your body; it will be ready to slip into in half an hour when we return.

Scene two Dream Worlds:

Mal and Loll dream travel to the Astral Plane to meet up with a special team coworkers who are about to start the meeting. A Higher Coordinator called Glynfed calls the meeting to order.

Glynfed: This meeting is an emergency class one, and cannot be delayed, our colleague Ryon has fully complied with our plans and it is now time to set the ball rolling, so to speak. I will give way to our colleague, Caisor in a short time, but I have to say that Ryon has not been influenced by the drug that Freda and her team tried to give him; it is only through the acting ability of Ryon that we were able to gain most of the information that we now have plus the amazing abilities of Mal and Loll. I would just like to say that we are pleased to welcome them to our team; perhaps Mal or Loll would like to say something to us?

Mal: I just want to say that Loll is the one who deserves any credit for any good we have done; he is a true friend; I would be nothing but for him. I am, and have always been a tramp; I can’t help it, I was born that way, I am trying to change though.

Loll: We are together for life and beyond; I wouldn’t want to get away from her even if I could.

Glynfed: The two of you will be invaluable to us in the upcoming struggle, please take our blessings with you. My colleague Caisor wants to break in here.

Caisor: I wonder if Mal and Loll would be willing to go to the planet Fedrel to help with the trouble there.

Glynfed: I feel that it is not time to bring this up just now; we have enough trouble with Earths problems at the moment, but maybe Loll could think on it and maybe take a little look into the light book.

Loll: We will certainly think about it.

Glynfed: Very good, now please go back and follow the Information Thought Wave as we monitor the situation.

Scene Three WPO base:

Loll: I bet that shook you up, Mal.

Mal: Going to Fedrel certainly did. How would we get there?

Loll: We would use the Underground Space Base.

Mal: What is the light book?

Loll: It is a source of information which will help us to gain knowledge for some of the jobs that we will be encountering.

Mal: You mean I could learn to be a pilot or doctor from looking into it?

Loll: Yes, but I suspect that you will be sought after for your skill as a fighter; you will be able to upgrade yourself. OK, you are now able to enter your body as it has renewed itself; you are completely healed.

Mal: I can’t believe this! It seems as though I am about to begin something that I won’t be able to handle, I feel scared.

Loll: Don’t worry, Mal, I am here.

Ryon and four teams of coworkers are now beginning to gather at the social hall. They have been able to bypass Freda’s security network and will make their way to various places within the complex to arrest her and her accomplices. Loll and Mal have been informed to meet them at Freda’s office; Ryon is waiting at the door with his team.

Ryon: Mal, please be aware that Mark might use his strength to protect Freda, I don’t want to shoot him with the needle gun, but we may have to; I will go in first, I want to see her reaction. Ryon gives the word, and the team uses a device which bypasses the security on the door; it opens and Ryon walks in first. Freda looks up in surprise.

Freda: Ryon, how did you get it? Is there something wrong with the security on the door?

Ryon: No, I just bypassed it.

Freda: How is it possible? You are supposed to be-I mean, you are now in semi-retirement.

Ryon: I am here to inform you that you have been found out; and you will now be arrested. Mark, I advise you to stand back and comply. Loll knows that Mark will fight and informs Mal to enter the room quickly. Mal walks in and stands at the door.

Freda: How is it possible? I know you were shot with the needle gun, I personally oversaw it!

Mal: I guess I am immune.

Mark lunges at Mal and they crash against the door damaging it. Mark manages to get Mal in a bear hug and squeezes; Mal is lifted off the floor. Freda fumbles in her drawer and brings out a needle gun; she quickly shoots herself in the chest. Mark doesn’t see this but continues to squeeze. Mal knows what has happened.

Mal: Mark, give it up, Freda is dead.

Mark looks around and sees Freda on the floor. Mark releases Mal and quickly scoops Freda up.

Mark: I knew this would happen, I told her she was going too fast; I wanted her to be a normal everyday girl, but she wanted the power! I just wanted her to be my wife! (Mark looks at Mal) I guess I wanted her to be something like Mal, but she was the deep thinking one, and I was the trampy one. Mark starts to cry.

Ryon: Mark, you can still remain on the team; you are welcome to be upgraded with the Light Book.

Mark: I don’t think so; I’ll probably take the memory blocker, and retire.

Mal: I would be proud to work with you, Mark.

Mark: Thanks, but what would I do? I’m just a heavy who takes orders, I couldn’t even protect Freda!

I can see Mal is the new Super-Agent. My squeeze didn’t even affect her; it would have killed anybody else.

Ryon: Mal is a one-off, Mark; she has been specially chosen for her natural strength, you also have this ability; think about it and rest.

The team moves to the community room to reassemble.

Ryon: I should have known that Freda would suicide, but I didn’t!

Loll: It was her choice; she would have done it later anyway. She will be assessed on the astral plane.

Ryon: Yes, life goes on, all we can do is our best. The other teams have secured the base apart from underground level eight; it is the entrance to the pressure shuttle tube which we use to access the Space Base, it has been locked down and is being held by one of Freda’s team of androids and robots. I am being told that if we don’t comply with their wishes they will blow up the shuttle tube and destroy the space base! I can’t understand how they managed to anticipate our actions.

Loll: They were able to log into your messages on the astral plane, your source of information is now compromised. I will contact my source and tell them to upgrade your source.

Ryon: If you knew this was going to happen why didn’t you inform me?

Loll: I was told not to, it is the higher sources way of trapping the dark agents on the astral plane; we will have to adjourn to a secure room to assess the situation.

Mal/ Loll and Ryon go to the High Secure Room to plan the next step in the operation.

Loll: Ryon, you are to be upgraded; I have been informed that you will be given the job of Higher Coordinator of the WPO, but with a new source; this source is linked into the higher regions and can’t be compromised.

Ryon: Why didn’t they trust me? I can’t understand!

Loll: It is not a matter of trust; it is just a way of finding the agents. Mal and I are to make our way to the underground level eight and deal with the agents down there.

Ryon: How are you to get near? They have the new High-Gaze cameras there, plus intensified listening devices.

Loll: There is a new material in storeroom twelve; it is called Zyclon Web; it will conceal Mal.

Ryon: It is only a trial batch! It didn’t pass the test to be approved.

Loll: I have been told how to improve it; please give the order to have it sent to lab room three.

Now let us make our way to the Lightbook; Mal and I will be given special knowledge of concealment and tactics, while Ryon will be given higher supervisory training.

Mal Loll and Ryon make their way to the light book room. It is plain and surprisingly empty apart from a Lectern and book; Mal stands in front of it and is told to simply look into it. The room darkens and the book starts to glow. Loll concentrates on the subjects to be learned and Mal says she is feeling lightheaded. Loll informs her to relax and three minutes later Mal is told to move away.

Mal: I feel different; thoughts keep appearing in my mind! I see millions of lights as if on a computer screen.

Loll: Don’t worry; they will fade in a short time.

Ryon moves to the book and holds the lectern while looking down. Three minutes later he is moving away and holding his head.

Ryon: I feel strangely calm.

Loll: You have been given a confidence boost; it is to counteract the drugs which were given to you by Freda’s team. Let us move to the lab and check out the Zyclon Web.

Mal/ Loll and Ryon move to the lab.

Loll: (speaking to the android lab technician) put it in the fabrication machine.

Ryon; The Fabrication machine is out of bounds! It is dangerous; two people were killed not long ago.

Loll: I know, but one of our robots managed to fix it; it had been sabotaged to gain access to its secret alien interior by Freda’s team.

Ryon: I am now beginning to appreciate your knowledge, Loll.

Loll: You will have the same knowledge in a short time.

The material in the machine will not only be increased in size, but it will gain more of its qualities for concealment; not only in sight but in sound. The team will make a suit for Mal to wear plus a head cover, she will look something like Spiderman, I suppose.

Mal: I know this is not the time, but I have a new poem, Loll, remember it, it is called

Onwards to Victory:

I was a tramp

I’m now a champ

Gone are my wayward ways

Here are my future days

Fighting the underworld

Reaching for the higher worlds

Unseen by the bad guys

Even by the spy fly

My world is in peril

By people like the devil

I will stand and not retreat

I will not accept defeat

Onwards to victory

Loll: Very good, Mal, I will place it in the records.

The suit is made in a short time and Mal is asked to go into the next room to try it on. Mal puts it on and goes back into the lab.

Mal: I don’t like the color and the face mask is annoying, but the fit is OK.

Loll: Mal look into this full length mirror, and I will link into the astral plane, and also concentrate on you.

Mal begins to fade.

Loll: Mal, you have to concentrate also.

Three seconds later Mal is invisible.

Ryon: The effect is very good; I can’t detect any sign of Mal.

Loll: Mal, move around the room and scrape your feet on the floor and brush your hands on the counter.

Ryon: Still no sign!

Mal lifts a coffee cup up and moves it about.

Loll: Good, Mal, not even a shadow! OK you can take off your hood now.

Mal’s head appears from nowhere.

Mal: I have to be careful when reaching for the cup as I can’t see my hand.

Loll: Yes, you will get used to it though.

Mal: What about my gun?

Ryon: You can use one of our laser guns, they are equally as deadly but can also be used to stun; you can use a belt and holster made of the same material as the suit.

Loll: Mal, do you want to rest up for a while or do you want to carry on to the underground shuttle?

Mal: I want to shower and freshen up even though I don’t need it; I want to feel normal for a while.

Mal and Loll move to her room for a short time.

Loll: You looked amazing in that suit, Mal.

Mal: Thanks, but I felt like a ghost.

Loll: You will get used to it, all this stuff has only recently happened, it’s a wonder you’re not mad.

Mal: I think I am mad in a way, or maybe it’s all a dream?

Loll: It’s no dream, but I will say this, whatever happens we are in it together.

Mal: Yes, Loll always together. I just want to shower and freshen up; I’ll be back in a short time.

Mal moves to the bathroom and as she is about to enter the cubicle, she suddenly notices the mirror  with horror, and sees that she has no reflection, she shrieks, rushes out and jumps on the bed and covers herself up.

Loll: What’s wrong, Mal? Oh, sorry, Mal, I forgot to tell you about the reflection, I’m sorry, baby.

Mal: Hell, I nearly shit myself.

Loll: I’m getting too involved with the running of the place that I forget my darling wife.

Mal: Tell me how it happened!

Loll: The suit caused it; it is an alien substance which isn’t subject to this planet or even galaxy.

Mal: Will it wear off?

Loll: Yes, in time.

Mal: In time! How long?

Loll: Well, you have to put it on again in a short time, so I can’t know just yet, but I would guess a few hours.

Mal: So I have to walk around like Dracula for now?

Loll: Mal, please relax, it’s nothing, I can see you.

Mal: It’s creepy, I feel itchy and hot when I have the suit on.

Loll: You will get used to it, Mal. Please think of the main goal of all this; you will be saving the world from a fate worse than death. There are still forces out there who want to replace humans with androids and robots! I have been told that if we don’t work fast we will be overtaken in five years. Aliens are getting ready to invade, Mal, I didn’t want to involve you too much in this stuff, but maybe now is the time.

Mal: What, aliens from where?

Loll: You don’t need to know that, all you need know is that we have to move fast. Ryon is gathering information right now; he will call a meeting shortly, so we have to get going. Put the suit on and get ready; they brought a laser gun belt and holster also, the gun is made of the same material so it will be invisible too. Hurry, Mal, let’s go.

Mal puts the suit on and follows Loll out; they arrive at the underground level eight shuttle tube access point. Loll informs Ryon by thought that Mal is about to start the operation.

Mal: What about the invisible laser beams? Will they not find me out?

Loll: They will hit you and be directed to the original point as though they went through you, don’t worry, we will do this together, just make your way to the actual shuttle bay and take a look around.

Mal walks silently over to the shuttle bay and sees three robots and two androids waiting in seclusion; she notices magnetic fracture bombs planted above the entrance to the pressure tube. Mal can see the detonator hand switches being held by the androids.

Loll: You will have to stun the android in the rear first, Mal, and kill or destroy the robots lastly as they have no switches, but they will try to manually detonate the bombs.

Mal: I hope I get this right!

Mal takes out her gun and checks that it is on stun, and then silently puts the gun behind android ones neck and pulls the trigger; he collapses in a heap with little noise. Mal then makes her way over to android two who is about to speak to android three. Mal shoots him in the neck while snatching the switch out of android threes hand, Mal shoots him in the chest. The robots are about to reach for the bombs when Mal shoots them in kill mode; they explode in fire, but it is no danger to the operation. The tunnel is safe at this point. Ryon and his team are making their way to Mal.

Loll: You did well, Mal, it was surprisingly easy, eh?

Mal: Too easy, I feel exhilarated but calm.

Loll: I said you would.

Ryon arrives with his team.

Ryon: Well done Mal and Loll. We can now talk in thought mode, I have been given the same qualities as you, as regards that, and we are totally secure. We have information that dark agents have infiltrated the space base, but the tunnel is clear apart from the access point in the base. We can travel there buy air shuttle, which is being prepared in the outside aerodrome. Perhaps Mal will want to change her clothes; I brought the suit which Loll asked me to treat in the fabrication machine, plus the shoes and other things.

Mal: Why should they have to be treated?

Loll: It is to do with the Zyclon Web, just go over to the storeroom over there and change; you will be a little surprised at your appearance, Mal, don’t be angry, the condition will only be temporary.

Mal: What condition?

Loll: Parts of your body will still be invisible.

Mal: What?

Loll: You are now the only person in the world who will have this power; your body is the only one which is suitable for this treatment, you will be applauded in the Higher Regions!

Mal: and I will be a freak in this region! Why didn’t you tell me before about this?

Loll: I was informed not to; I am your source, I am also your partner. You are the Lower Source and I am the Higher; we are one. Do not fret; the condition will wear off in a few hours.

Mal walks to the storeroom with her head down, she strips off and can see parts of her body are invisible, and other parts are glowing and fading. There is no mirror in the room and Mal wonders if her face has been affected, Loll tells her that her left cheek and ear are slightly invisible. She dresses and moves back to Ryon feeling abnormal.

Ryon: I can see you are affected by this, Mal. I just want to say that you are a special person; you were an ordinary person a short while ago, but now you are someone who can change the world for the better. Aliens are even now on their way here! The Zyclon Web is their creation and they will use it to conceal themselves when they get here; their ships will be covered in it and they will have suits just like you! Can you imagine what that would mean? Androids and robots are planted around the world by alien sources; we thought they were our creation, but we were wrong! I can now log into the Higher Regions as Loll said I would; and I can now see the incredible truth of what we were getting ourselves into. We have only several days to secure the Space Base and gain access to our ships, which have been designed by Alien sources for their invasion once they get here!

Mal: I am utterly floored by this information!

Loll: I know, baby, I didn’t want to tell you just yet, but we haven’t got the time now to mess around.

Mal: What about the aliens? Will they not know about me? If they have the Zyclon Web surely they will spot me straight away?

Ryon: No, that is the thing; they have no conception of an Earthling having the same DNA or attributes that they have. That is to our advantage and with our thought transfer bypassing the Earth Plane; they won’t be able to intercept it.

Mal: So, Aliens are the real threat, and the androids and robots were created by the aliens, and the WPO was infiltrated by them?

Ryon: No, the Aliens created the WPO! The actual meeting with you and Loll was the starting point to our fighting back; Loll was able to gain access to the Higher Astral region where we managed to see clearly what had taken place. Can you see now how important you are?

Mal: I am starting to realize how big this thing is. I feel small, and insignificant; how can I manage to fight this? I was only a small minded trampy thing before, but now I don’t know what the hell I am. I could handle the big bully type of person before OK, but this!

Loll: You are a Super-Agent! You will succeed! Ryon wants us to take another look into the lightbook; we can only look into it in stages; this time you will be given special training from the inner regions about Alien defense tactics and fighting techniques, also you will be given a confidence boost.

Mal: I’m going to finish up an Alien, I know it.

Loll: You won’t think like that later, let’s go.

Scene Four Lightbook Room:

Mal is apprehensive and stands at the door.

Loll: Mal, what’s wrong?

Mal: I feel I need to rest! I thought I would feel great; why should I have any doubts?

Loll: You will feel good in a short time; it is your old self that is rebelling against this ‘New You.’

Mal: What happened to my life? I was a dirty little tramp and I was OK with it; now I am some sort of super-agent and I am perplexed.

Ryon: Can I just say that I was the same, Mal; I was an ordinary man who wanted an ordinary life; I had a wife and child and everything else that an ordinary man wants, and then my life fell apart; my wife and son were involved in a nightmare of an incident where they were kidnapped and held by androids who were alien accomplices; I was informed that if I wanted to see them again I would have to join an organization which would save the world from an Alien Invasion! I didn’t know at the time that the WPO was an Alien organization.  They said I had the correct Brain Wave and DNA; they were right there, but now thanks to you and Loll we are working for the good guys.

Mal: What about you wife and child?

Ryon: My wife and son were treated with a memory blocker and are now living in Chicago, she got married again to a nice man and my son is an officer in the Army.

Mal: What about you? How do you feel?

Ryon: I was treated with the memory blocker; but now I am back to normal, so to speak, I thank God for the Lightbook, Mal; it gave me reason to live again.

Mal: (looking at Ryon with compassion) OK, let’s get this show on the road! One question though, who made the Lightbook, Humans or Aliens?

Ryon: It was a bit of both; but Aliens thought that they would be able to control it; robots and the Super Computer at the MIB HQ oversaw the first stage of the procedure and androids then took over, fortunately we were able to gain access to it and now we have it linked into the Astral Plane Higher Region; the turning point was when you Loll destroyed the Computer a short while ago.

Loll: This is the beginning of the end for the Alien invasion, Mal; you and I will infiltrate their lair and destroy it.

Mal: Do you mean that the Space base is the Alien HQ?

Ryon: Yes, but we want to save the ships that are there. We have teams of androids and robots already trained in Alien ship technology. The invasion fleet that is on its way is mostly made up of large ships with Robot pilots and Robot soldiers; the Aliens are no match for humans as far as physical strength goes, but they don’t need to be as they have untold numbers of robots; they intend to gain access to the base and log into our system; they think they will be able to control everything, but we know different. All we want is one person to gain access to their ship.

Mal: Why can’t you gain access to it from the Astral Plane?

Loll: We can’t include the Higher Worlds in our plans; it wouldn’t be right; it is up to us to do it.

Mal: I am the strongest person on earth, I can’t be killed, I have all the training I need, but I feel apprehensive!

Ryon: That is natural, you are new to the job; you will feel better later, Loll tells me you always feel good when you are in tricky situations, yes?

Mal: I do, but I never dreamt I would be in this situation.

To be continued in The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Eight.

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The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Six

The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger

Book Six

Script by Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2016

Please be aware that this is part five of an ongoing script; to get the full story please read books one to five first.

 Please be aware that this script has adult content.

Mal and Loll is the same person; born in a man’s body, but always struggling to accept things as they are. Mal pushes herself to the fore and Loll has to take second place in a life of manic schizophrenia and bizarre circumstances. Mal gets cancer but decides to fight to the bitter end with anybody and anything which stands in the way of her pleasure; trouble is it’s not the end but the beginning.

 

Scene one: WPO Base

The car turns into the gates at the WPO (World Protection Organization) base and is parked in a small courtyard.

Ryon: Please follow me into the complex.

Mal/Loll gets out and closes the door when the car suddenly disappears!

Mal: Where did the car go?

Ryon: Nowhere, it is still here, feel it.

Mal feels the car with amazement.

Ryon: It is a little trick of ours; it is a cloaking device which sometimes comes in very handy.

Mal: I can see I will be in for some very amazing things.

Ryon: You will, but please treat them with cool head, some of the people we recruited in the beginning were so shocked by them that we had to let them go; they were reinstalled into society and are unaware that they were once WPO staff.

Loll: Mal is a cool headed person; in fact, she is the coolest headed person who ever lived.

Ryon: That will be ascertained in a short time, please follow me. I know you are tired, Mal, but there is one thing that I want you to do first.

They arrive at an elevator door. The door opens suddenly and a large heavily muscled man with a karate suit on jumps out and grabs Mal by the throat with his right hand and her right wrist with his left hand. The man is smirking and begins to squeeze. Mal looks at Ryon who looks back impassively. Mal then reacts, she kicks the man in the crotch so hard that he is lifted off his feet and crumples to the floor. He starts to twitch like an android.

Ryon: That is enough! I can see Mal is no pushover. We will go to level seven, please follow me into the elevator.

Mal: I know that the karate man is an android.

Ryon: Yes, you can tell by the way he twitches when hurt, this is a thing which the MIB are trying to sort out; we managed to acquire some of their stock to assess.

Loll: Mal is about beat, I can tell.

Ryon; Yes, please forgive my thoughtlessness; you can rest now in peace, your room is no 1204 along the corridor, just wave your hand across the number plate and I will contact you later.

Mal: Well, here we are in another room but this time it is clean and tidy.

Loll: Mal, we don’t need to talk to each other anymore, we can simply use thought power! Can you understand?

Mal: Yes, we are finally able to communicate with each other without being looked on as freaks.

Loll: And it will stop any listening devices from knowing what we are thinking.

Mal: I suppose the WPO will still be able to tune in though?

Loll: I don’t know, but I suppose so. Let me think, I am now operating somewhere on the inner planes, yes?

Mal: I suppose so.

Loll: I don’t need to be in the physical body anymore, but I will still be here, Mal.

Mal: Yes, but I will miss your grumpy ways and your untidy dress.

Loll: We will be even more together, remember when you used to go off on your own sometimes when we had an argument?

Mal: Yes, I always landed up in trouble and I used to worry that you wouldn’t be able to help me.

Loll: Well, now I will.

Mal: I have a new poem, loll, it is called…

We are one.

I am me and you are you

But we are connected through and through

You can think and I can act

We can win and that’s a fact

Nothing can beat our solid team

No matter how evil big or mean

We are together for life

Through trouble and strife

The girl is a complete tart

The man is simple old fart

Together we are unbeatable

Don’t call me a whore or you will be floored

Don’t call me bad or I will get mad

Treat me kind and you will find

A girl who will love you forever

Loll: It is wonderful, Mal. I wonder if they know what a treasure they are getting.

Mal: Let’s sleep, Loll, I am dead beat.

Mal wakes up after ten hours sleep; she has a shower and freshens up. The breakfast is laid out on the table with all the things that Mal likes plus one thing that Mal didn’t expect. A robot is standing by the table ready to serve.

Mal: (Looking at the robot, who is a good looking male, up and down) my, you are a nice looking little thing!

Robot: Please call me Kevin.

Mal: OK Kevin, what can you do physically speaking?

Kevin: I am fully functional in every way.

Mal: Does that include sex?

Kevin: Yes, but I have been ordered to decline your wishes in that respect.

Loll: (sending a thought to Mal) they must have heard of your notoriety.

Mal: It wouldn’t be right anyway, although he is very good looking. OK let’s have breakfast.

Kevin: You are requested to attend the meeting in the small conference room at 8.am on level nine, Mal.

Mal: OK, I will see what is available in my wardrobe.

In the bedroom, Loll tells Mal by thought that there are a number of spy gadgets planted around her rooms; one of them is in the shape of a fly, which is on the ceiling above them. Mal sees it but ignores it and walks out after dressing in a fawn colored trouser suit. Mal makes her way to the conference room, she waves her hand across the name plate and the door opens. There are six men and two women in the room plus three robots. Loll tells Mal by thought which ones are the robots.

Mal: Good morning everybody.

Ryon: Good morning, Mal, please sit down here in front.

Mal sits down and casually looks everybody up and down.

Loll: (By thought) Mal, just relax, they are assessing you.

Mal: am I to be tested in some way? I have to tell you that I am not very good at math and science, but I am good at physical stuff, that’s not to say I’m a dummy, I can read a person’s character very well, for instance, I can see that the lady here is totally against me joining your little band. The other woman is a robot plus the two men at the end.

Ryon: How did you know about the robots? Can you see their auras?

Mal: No, Loll told me.

Ryon: But we didn’t send any messages to Loll! We deliberately kept him in the dark.

Mal: Nevertheless he knows; Loll is a very special person.

Ryon:  The messages that we send to our operatives are a very special sort; they go through to the astral plane and are then transferred back to the agent; if we want to block any agent we can.

Mal: I also know that the agent sitting to your right is a spy.

The agent looked on with a passive face; Ryon looks at him.

Ryon: Agent Giles, what have you got to say to this accusation?

Giles: She is crazy! We all know that. Didn’t we say before you brought her that it was a stupid idea to recruit a schizophrenic person! She could break at any time.

Mal: I could break you!

Ryon: Where is the evidence against agent Giles?

Loll tells Mal through thought.

Mal: Agent Giles regularly accesses the new High Ideal Super Computer to upload files by way of his own brain which has been condensed and enlarged. He is a Dark Agent.

Ryon: There must be some mistake! We would have known.

Mal: Check out the ‘Spy Fly’ in my room, you will find it leads to agent Giles. Mal slowly puts her hand on her gun while being relaxed.

Giles makes a move to the door while bringing a laser gun up to shoot Mal; Mal shoots him in the arm. Giles folds up and two robots hold him fast.

Ryon: I am totally at a loss with this, we will adjourn.

Mal moves back to her room.

Loll: Well, we certainly made an impression there.

Mal: Giles will rue the day he met me.

Loll: Mal, I know that I have bypassed the operatives on the astral plane! I can go higher, that is why they can’t stop me! We will be the top agents here in a short time.

Mal: I want them to sort out this cancer of mine; I am starting with the back pain again.

Loll: Don’t worry, Mal they will cure it. Maybe Kevin could massage you?

Mal: Kevin, please massage my back.

Kevin massages Mal’s back and then starts to undress and stands in front of Mal with an erection.

Mal: What is this?

Loll: I thought it would please you; I can’t do it anymore and John is gone, Kevin is a robot, so I’m not jealous.

Mal: Thanks, Loll, I appreciate this, OK Kevin, do your best.

Mal and Kevin are having sex for a few minutes when Kevin suddenly blurts out…

Mal, this is Ryon, would you please report to the conference room again at 10.30.

Mal: Damn it! Keep going, Kevin, we still have thirty five minutes and I want my pleasure.

Kevin: I have to do the washing up yet.

Mal: To hell with it, concentrate on this job!

Kevin, I am concentrating, but I can’t see how this could be pleasurable.

Mal: Well it is! You are not human, so you can’t understand.

Kevin: I am trying to understand; I suppose you need love, which is something else I can’t understand.

Mal: Love is something that I can’t really understand myself, but with Loll I can.

Kevin: Why don’t you do it with Loll then?

Mal: Loll is not here at the moment.

Kevin: Where is he?

Mal: He is away, just give me a few more minutes, and keep quiet!

Kevin: Mal, I love you.

Mal: It’s nice of you to say that, Kevin, but you don’t really mean it.

Kevin: No, Mal it’s me, Loll! I took over Kevin for a while.

Mal: How did you do that!

Loll: I don’t really know, I asked the source, and here I am!

Mal: This is fantastic! I feel rejuvenated. OK Loll let’s see what you can do.

Mal and Loll are in sex heaven for half an hour.

Loll: OK, we had better get dressed and report to the conference room.

Mal: Will you be able to move into the robot at will, Loll?

Loll: I think so, but I will always be with you.

Mal / Loll move to the conference room on time where six people are sat and two robots are standing near the door.

Ryon: The events of the last few hours will change the way our organization functions. Mal has proven that we can’t trust anyone one hundred per cent. The Spy Fly was assessed and found to be linked into Giles and his coworkers; who are now being rounded up. The Super Computer has been compromised and will take weeks or maybe months to repair, so we are vulnerable at the moment.

I can see you want to break in here, Mal, what is it?

Mal: First of all, you can round up that robot. (Mal was now pointing at the robot that is standing to the right of the door). He has been compromised; he doesn’t know it yet, but he has been programmed to transfer files from the High Ideal computer. Check his hardware and change his main board.

Ryon: He has been checked! He is my personal robot!

Mal: He was checked by android 362; he is another who is compromised.  Loll is trying to assess the damage to the High Ideal computer; it seems that it may be beyond repair.

Ryon: What? Do you know how much money it cost? This is too much!

Mal: Loll says he will compile a list of the probable spy’s, and if he is allowed, future ones.

Ryon: We will adjourn. Mal, please report to the surgery for the assessment of your illness.

Mal makes her way to the surgery, she always has her gun ready and Loll informs her that an android will make an attempt on her life in the next two minutes. Mal arrives at the elevator to go to the next level; the door opens and an android is waiting inside; Mal shoots the android in the kneecap; he falls to the floor. Mal can see a small needle with a tube attached fall out of his hand, she kicks it away. The android looks at Mal in awe and then she hears a small click as the android self-suicides, he slumps down and is dead in a few seconds. Loll informs Ryon what has taken place. A team of robots arrive to take the android away, and Mal arrives at the surgery where Ryon is waiting.

Ryon: I am in awe of you, Mal!

Mal: It is Loll who is the hero, not me.

Ryon: You are a team; I can see we will soon be counting on your expertise. The android in the elevator was beyond our radar, he was a top android; one who was earmarked to be a leader in high office!

Mal: Loll will give you a list of the probable spy’s, as he said before; he has managed to bypass part of the astral plane, so he can work in more secrecy, he will still be able to give you information when the time is right. You have to realize that there are dark agents even on the inner planes; they can give you faulty info, Loll can help to weed them out.

Ryon: This is fantastic! Do you mean we have been tricked by spiritual agents?

Mal: Yes, why not? This is how Voodoo works.

Ryon: But, it was supposed to be foolproof! Our spiritual team was beyond the best!

Mal: Everyone has a price, Lucifer was a high angel but he still fell from grace.

Ryon: I feel I am getting too old for this job; I should have known! I let the dark agents in with my complacency.

Mal: You couldn’t possibly know, only Loll can know these things.

Ryon: Then, Loll is a candidate for my job.

Mal: No! He is attached to me and I can’t stand being in a job such as yours.

Ryon: You could be altered! An android body is without illness; you would be able to control your urges.

Mal: I don’t want to ‘control’ them; I like them, just get rid of this cancer and I will be good. I also want Kevin the robot to be my partner; Loll can enter his brain and control him; he will be invaluable to the team, I know.

Ryon: Do you mean Loll can control the robot?

Mal: Yes.

Ryon: I’m being told that you can now go into surgery, don’t worry, I’m sure Loll has checked them out.

Mal: Yes, he has.

Mal comes out of surgery after two hours. Her cancer is cured and she has been given a special injection which strengthens the bones and muscles.

Mal wakes up in her room with Ryon standing at the foot of the bed.

Ryon: I have been told that you now have the strongest female body in the world!

Mal: How is that possible?

Ryon: We don’t know, maybe Loll had something to do with it?

Mal: Loll, did you interfere with the procedure?

Loll: No! It seems you have a very strong natural body which agreed with the procedure.

Ryon: Whatever it is; it will be a bonus for us. You will be a super-agent! How do you feel?

Mal: I don’t know?

Ryon: I will leave you to recuperate; Mal, Kevin is here if you want anything.

Mal: Thank you.

Loll: (Thought process to Mal) well, that went well, eh?

Mal: I feel weird, as though I’m about to get angry.

Loll: That will be the after effects, I was told that you will have to control your anger, you are something like the Hulk in the comics; your strength will increase dramatically when you are angered.

Mal: Why should it increase? Are you telling me the truth, Loll, did you have anything to do with it?

Loll: Only a little, I asked if they could give you a boost to give you a little extra strength.

Mal: If I feel bad, I will blame you, Loll.

Loll: You won’t feel bad, Mal, trust me. You won’t just have the strongest female body on earth but the strongest body of anyone on earth. I thought it right not to let them know everything, Mal, you have to be cautious that you will be too strong for your body, so be careful.

Mal: You mean I could break my bones if I use too much strength?

Loll: Yes, but when you get used to it you will be delighted.

Mal: At the moment I feel like you used to feel like, Mr. Grumpy.

Loll: Rest, Mal, you will feel better in a short time.

Mal rests and dreams, she is taken to a room which is similar the ones at the WPO center. She is assessed and asked to do certain things which will help her in her new job as a Super-Agent. Mal wakes up and feels good, but light headed and surprisingly unsexy. Kevin is waiting in her room.

Mal: Loll, is that you or Kevin?

Loll: It is me at the moment; I’m trying to figure out how to get the feeling right in my fingers.

Mal: Did you have anything to do with me losing my sex drive?

Loll: No, but they said it is one little thing that happens sometimes.

Mal: Well, to me it isn’t a little thing! I need it!

Loll: You have got to think of the bigger picture.

Mal: I’m going to smash everything in a minute!

Loll: Calm down, Mal. I want you to try something. See if you can bend this solid steel knife with your thumb.

Mal Walks over to the knife and holds it; then she pushes with her thumb; the knife breaks and Mal cuts her thumb.

Mal: You knew I would cut myself didn’t you?

Loll: Yes, but wait, see the cut is healing itself! They were right; they said you would be able to heal yourself in a few seconds!

Mal: I don’t believe it! What happened?

Loll: You are a scientific phenomenon!

Mal: Do you mean I can’t be hurt?

Loll: Not just that, you can’t be killed!

Mal: I must be dreaming! They did this sort of stuff in my dream a short time ago.

Loll: I know, I was there; you have been given something that every person in the world would want.

Mal: All I want is my sex drive back!

Loll: Please relax. I will ask them to help you; sex is not important on the inner planes.

Mal: Well, here it is!

Loll: Mal, don’t you realize what this means? You are invulnerable!

Mal: Loll, I am a simple type of person! You are the deep thinking one. Why should I be given this power?

Loll: Because it is for the two of us! I am part of you and you are part of me. I will be in the robot most of the time.

Mal: I wish they could give you your simple old fart of a face back.

Loll: They can! They can also change your face!

Mal: What?

Loll: All I have to do is ask them to change it and you can have any face you desire.

Mal: This is too much. Do you mean I could actually be like Marilyn Monroe!

Loll: Yes. It is part of the body you now have; it can repair itself and change its appearance.

Mal: The messages that we are now sending to one another can’t be read by the WPO staff?

Loll: No, not if I so wish, they know you are strong, but have no idea about your other powers.

Mal: Are the powers-that-be on the astral plane in agreement about this?

Loll: Yes, we are about to become agents for a higher source than the WPO, Mal. The MIB and other agencies will be looking for us; but they won’t find us unless we want to be found. We will be officially members of the WPO, but not in reality.

Mal: I have a feeling that we will be targeted in a short time.

Loll: I know we will, the woman agent and her robot will make a play for the leadership of the WPO, she is about to instigate a scheme which will bring about the downfall of Ryon.

Mal: Why don’t we tell him?

Loll: No, we will let her take it through to the end to net the secret agents that have been protected by being androids; there are several that are very hard to locate, even for the astral plane agents. The High Ideal computer has been designed by astral plane specialist technicians, but it is flawed because dark agents got access to it.

Mal: What is the plan to capture them?

Loll: Just relax for now and be prepared to die.

Mal: What?

Loll: I want you to pretend to die when an agent shoots you with a poison needle gun.

Mal: Poison! Will that not harm me?

Loll: No, you are protected as I said before.

Mal: But Poison! You know I never liked snakes and stuff.

Loll: Relax, when it happens, just lie on the floor and pretend not to breathe; it is a particularly fast acting poison and you should be dead in fifteen seconds, just be aware that you might feel a little hot and nauseous. The robots will carry you to the surgery.

Mal: What happens then?

Loll: The woman agent known as Freda will persuade Ryon to relinquish his role; Ryon will actually

believe that you are dead.

Mal: Are you sure that Ryon will go for this? It seems a bit unbelievable!

Loll: His contacts on the astral plane will inform him that you are dead, but we know better. He has been under a lot of pressure lately and will willingly take retirement, although he has also been given a new drug which has sapped his confidence.

Mal: When does it happen?

Loll: In seventeen hours and twelve minutes.

Mal: I have a new poem; write it down, it’s called…

Eternal Friend:

Am I woman, or am I man, or am I soul?

I know I am eternal,

I can see it in my dreams,

I can fly and I can live in eternal happiness.

When I am awake I am lonely.

But I have an eternal friend who loves and cares for me

He is here right now, all I need do is realize.

He guides me to safety, and he loves me

What more do I need.

Loll moves into the robot and hugs Mal.

Mal: I must be getting old, I feel like I need a hug more than sex! It’s strange how the body works; I just don’t want to end up like a robot or android.

Loll: You can stop anytime, Mal, all you need to do is inform me or one of our coworkers and you will be released.

Mal: And then what?

Loll: You will be able to die or you can go back to the old Mal and die naturally; but my guess is you will love your new life.

Mal: What about you, Loll?

Loll: I am tied to you so whatever you decide I will accept.

Mal: I will do my best and treat it as an opportunity to do good for mankind.

Loll: That’s the spirit, Mal, we will teach these power seeking thugs. I am getting a message from my source, they say Freda is about to visit us, she will invite us to dinner lunch tomorrow, that is when the attempt will be made on your life; she will arrive in four minutes.

Kevin announces the arrival of Freda.

Freda walks in with a smile on her face; she is wearing a tight trouser suit which is a perfect accompaniment for her stunning figure, she also has a hair style and face to die for.

Freda: I’m just here to invite you to lunch tomorrow, and I just want to say sorry for the bad feelings, I can see now that you will be an asset for us. I am putting myself forward for the role of Deputy High Coordinator; so, if you have any problems I hope you will come to me, Ryon is very good, but he has been under a lot of pressure lately and is contemplating retirement. I know you have recently had your illness taken care of, and your system has been updated, but you really want to consider a new face; the one you have is OK, but if you don’t mind me saying so, it is rather manlike and large; you could have one similar to mine but not the same, and your shoulders could be reduced, you would be more feminine and I know you want that, Mal, I mean, you have been stuck with a man’s body so long it must have been hell for you, yes?

Mal: Thank you, Freda, for the advice, but I am satisfied with my body and face, but I will accept your invitation to lunch. I suppose it will be nice for you to eat with ordinary humans instead of androids and robots.

Freda forces a smile and exits.

Mal: Don’t tell me, Loll, she hates me, yes?

Loll: She not only hates you, but she will try to kill you. Come, let’s cuddle up and sleep, I want to see how a robot rests.

Mal: Well, I suppose if my sex drive is gone I won’t be able to say I have a headache to you with this body, eh?

Loll: Ha, good one, Mal.

Mal/Loll Rests and sleeps, but they don’t really need it. (Communication is still being done in thought mode.)

The following day at lunch time Mal arrives at the Community Social Hall in a custom made blue Italian style trouser suit of the newest kind, with a hair style that suits Mal’s face which has been adjusted ever so slightly; and her figure has been enhanced accordingly. Mal feels good as her sex drive has returned to her for the time being. She doesn’t need her gun, but she has brought it out of habit. Mal walks in. Eight people are sitting at a long dining table with three androids, and four robots standing around the room.

Freda: Mal, come in and sit here please.

Mal walks in while observing everyone. He instinct has increased and so have her eyesight and every other sense. Mal sits next to Freda.

Freda: I want to introduce you to our team.

Freda introduces each person in the room including the androids who she thinks Mal doesn’t know about as they have been newly formed; she then starts to tease Mal with a big man who is sat on Mal’s right.

Freda: Mal: I know you think you are strong, but I think you will have to admit that Mark here is stronger; he was selected for a special program of new training ideas, he passed every test with flying colors! Perhaps you would like to pit your strength against him in a little test?

Mal: I haven’t had a chance to test myself as yet.

Freda: Maybe you think you aren’t ready yet? I can understand if you don’t think you’re new ‘powers’ are up to it. (Freda is smirking).

Mal: What is the test?

Freda: A simple arm wrestling contest to begin with.

Mal: OK, I think I can manage that.

Loll: (In thought mode) Mal: Let him wins; but break his fingers.

Mal: Where do we do it?

Freda: The robot will bring in the equipment.

The robots bring the arm wrestling table and an assortment of weights and other gym equipment.

Mal and Mark link hands and get ready to compete. Freda looks at Mark as if to say break her wrist. Mal can read the unsaid thoughts quite easily with Loll’s help.

Freda: I’ll say start in a few seconds, Mal, are you sure you can handle this? I don’t want you to be downhearted with only just joining us, but I think you’ll find that Mark is a hell of a strong man and you could get hurt; of course, you will be put back together quite easily, but are you still willing to endure this?

Mal: I feel a little apprehensive, but I’ll risk it.

Mal knows that Freda has informed Mark to injure Mal.

Freda: OK, start!

Mal takes the slack as Mark slowly increases the pressure; he smiles and looks at Freda. Mal knows that Mark is sleeping with Freda and he wants to impress her. Ten minutes into the contest and Mark is getting agitated and tired; he starts to sweat. Mal is told by Loll to let him win in a convincing way.  Mal puts her head down and groans; she then let’s her arm fall back slowly while looking Mark in the eyes. Mal collapses on the table.

Freda: My word that was a good contest, well done Mark, commiserations Mal, you did well. The reading on the table was the most pressure that it has ever registered!

Mal: Well done, Mark. Mal reaches out her hand to shake hands with Mark; Mark looks Mal in the eyes and then looks at Freda. Mal can see that Freda wants him to squeeze the life out of it. Mal puts on the pressure; Mark returns the pressure and smiles more; his smile is short lived as Mal squeezes harder. Mark shrieks.

Mark: Fucking hell, you broke my fingers!

Mal: I’m sorry, but I thought you were testing me?

Freda: (Looking at Mal in anger) how could you do that? He is the WPO champion!

Mal: I guess it was a freak thing! Has his bones been strengthened?

Freda: We will cancel the rest of the test; Mark will need to go to surgery.

Mark: No! I’m OK, I’ll tape my fingers up; I want to carry on.

Freda: Are you sure? How can you lift any weight with your hand?

Mark: I’ll lift if she can.

Loll: Mal, get ready to die in the next few minutes, the robot will try to help you as you struggle with the weights; he will then shoot a needle gun into your chest.

Freda: Does everyone want to see the rest of this contest?

Everyone raises their hands. Alright, but someone might get hurt. Freda looks at Mal.

Mark stands in front of the weights and prepares to deadlift. There is 1,500 pounds on the bar.

Mark blows out and looks at Freda again and she nods her head ever so slightly. Mark straightens his back and lifts, the bar rises easily to his knees and he stands upright in triumph; he drops the bar and smiles.  Mal moves to the bar, she looks at everyone and notices the robot move over to her front.

Freda: The robot will help you if you get into difficulties, Mal. Are you sure you can handle this?

Mal: We will soon see whether I can, won’t we?

To be continued in The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book seven.

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The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Five

The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger

Book Five

Script by Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2015

Please be aware that this is part five of an ongoing script; to get the full story please read books one to four first.

 Please be aware that this script has adult content.

Mal and Loll is the same person; born in a man’s body, but always struggling to accept things as they are. Mal pushes herself to the fore and Loll has to take second place in a life of manic schizophrenia and bizarre circumstances. Mal gets cancer but decides to fight to the bitter end with anybody and anything which stands in the way of her pleasure; trouble is it’s not the end but the beginning.

Scene one:  Murphy’s house

Mal and John make their way to Murphy’s house which is a short distance from the carnage that took place on Sandown Blvd. Michael Murphy is stood at the door looking on in amazement at John and Mal.

Michael: What in hell just happened?

John: Let’s get inside first. In fact, let’s get away from here! The police and everybody else will be arriving in a short time. Michael, you won’t believe this, but you and everybody else at the MIB are in grave danger; we will brief you as we get away, where is your wife?

Michael: She has gone to work; what is this about?

John: Parker and Symonds were contracted to kill you and Johnson!

Murphy: What, why?

John: It’s a long story; just let us get away from here!

Mal: It’s too late, the police, and agents are arriving, I vote we sit tight and wait till Loll comes back.

John: That might take ages; he said goodbye in an awfully convincing way.

Mal: I know but I feel more in tune with him now; I’m sure he will be back, I have to believe that.

Michael: How will he get here? The place will be locked down?

Mal: He will get here, don’t you worry; he won’t let me down.

John: He’s our only hope, Mal.

John explains the situation to Michael as they wait to be contacted by the police and other agents. Twenty minutes later agents shout a message over a loud hailer for John and Mal plus Michael to come out.

Michael:  I think we had better go out, we can explain things to the police later.

Mal: We won’t get chance; the agents will exterminate us in a short time.

Michael: I don’t believe you! Something is wrong here. Who is this Loll person?

John: Believe me, Michael, Mal is permanently attached to Loll; he will guide us to safety when he comes back.

Mal: It’s no use, I can see Michael isn’t convinced, I am going to lie down for a while, I need to contact Loll, maybe I can dream about him. John, please don’t let anyone in! Tell them we are thinking what to do and we will give them a decision in a few hours and keep the blinds drawn.

John: OK, Mal; I will be here when you wake up.

Mal goes to the bedroom to sleep, while John and Michael discuss what to do.

Michael: I’m going out; I need to meet my wife. The story about the MIB infiltrating the whole security network is absurd! How can clones be used to do our job? And the idea of androids replacing them is utterly fantastic!

John: If you go out you will be killed, it has already happened to Dave. Ted and Arnie tried to kill Mal and Loll.

Michael: How do you know? They were dead when you went into the room, and you only took her word that Dave was dead.

John: How do you explain Parker and Symonds trying to kill me and Mal?

Michael: I don’t know. It sounds like this Mal is a nutcase.

John knows that he can’t convince Michael, he pleads with him to wait till Mal wakes up, but it’s no good. Michael shouts from the window that he is coming out. Mal doesn’t hear him as she is too tired and fast asleep.

Michael walks out with his hands on his head and lies down on his stomach. Agents drag him off. John keeps watch for another two hours when Mal comes down from the bedroom.

Mal: You don’t need to tell me, I know Michael has gone; he will be cloned. When I say cloned, I mean altered. His mind has been changed but his body is the same.

John: How can they do that in such a short time!

Mal: This process has been a long time in the making; it started way back in 1962.

John: How do you know?

Loll told me, I contacted him in my sleep; he said he will be back for a short time at five thirty, he also said that there is a tunnel in the basement which connects with next door. The house next door used to be owned by the mother of Michael, it is now empty. Michael thought it would be a useful tool in his life as an agent if he ever got into a situation as we have today.

John: He could have told us about it! What happens if he tells the agents?

Mal: He will later, but he hasn’t as yet.

John: I will check it out, please keep watch, Mal.

John finds the entrance to the tunnel under the washing machine; there is also an arsenal of weapons and food stocks plus water.

John: We could last out for weeks here, Mal; I found a stock of food water and guns with ammo in the tunnel!

Mal: We won’t get the chance. We will be targeted by a guided bomb in eleven hours.

John: What?

Mal: Loll has told me quite a lot. He will be back at five thirty to supervise our escape; we will be in the next doors house. It is now four fifteen; at three fifteen in the morning they will drop a guided high explosive bomb into this house the explosion will flatten it and do some damage to next door, but we will be protected.

John: Why use such a destructive weapon? They could take us with a few men and a few stun grenades.

Mal: I know, but they want to silence us for good; they know we know more than we should about things.

John: Ever since I’ve been with you, Mal, I feel as though I’m in some sort of wonderland, like Alice.

Mal: I have been told that I have that sort of effect on people before. Once, someone said that they could see some sort of shadow following me around! Some people I know are as scared of me as though I am the devil. My cousin literally shits herself if I am anywhere within fifty miles of her. She went blind for two days once as I told her to look me in the eye as we were talking; and some kids at school would taunt me for talking to myself before they realized that I could break their jaws quite easily. Of course I was talking to loll; we were attached even back then. You wouldn’t believe some things I used to get up to.

John: I could believe it! I know you are a very special person, Mal. I’ve seen it for myself. Michael should have stayed with us, I feel sorry for him; we used to go to target practice together. I can’t believe that this house won’t be here in a few hours.

Mal: I should have stayed with you and convinced him myself. Loll said I should.

John: It too late now, no use in blaming ourselves, it is the likes of JJ and others who want to destroy our way of life.

Mal: Yes you’re right. We have to fight this evil thing. Loll will be here in thirty five minutes, we just have time to have rampant sex before he arrives.

John: You must be joking, look what happened last time.

Mal: That won’t happen again. Loll told me he will look the other way, so relax.

John: I can’t, I am too stressed out.

Mal: I will massage you, strip off.

The phone rings.

Mal: I’ll answer it. I have a feeling they want us to parley.

Mal answers the phone to John’s relief.

Hello?

Agent boss MIB: I want to talk to agent 32.

Mal: He’s indisposed, so you will have to do with me, Henry! (Mal winks at John)

Agent boss: How do you… I mean, who are you?

Mal: I’ve said this to other people and I will say it to you, I am your worst nightmare.

Agent boss: Well, I am telling you that if you don’t come out in the next hour, we will send in the swat team and you will be killed.

Mal: Well, let me tell you, if you do that you will lose your swat team, Henry H, would be clone, and future android.

Agent boss: Where have you got your information from? Has agent 32 supplied you with it?

Mal: No, John is a nice man; he didn’t know that you have fallen foul of bad people like JJ. I am here to tell you that you, and your evil little clone helpers will rue the day you killed John’s partner, Dave.

Agent boss: You will be exterminated soon and that will be an end to it.

Mal: That’s what you think, Henry, be sure to give my best to your wife Susan, won’t you?

Mal hangs up.

John: Well, that will stir them up.

Mal: He will think deeply about what they will do in the next few hours. Do not go anywhere near the windows and keep the lights out, there are snipers everywhere.

Mal and John made their way to the tunnel and moved all the guns and ammo to the first floor then simply opened the small trapdoor which was in the old coal cellar next door; they then found the key to the door of the basement from Loll who was now with them.

Loll: Be very quiet and make your way to the front room upstairs, the curtains are drawn so we won’t be seen, and obviously don’t turn on the lights. The time is now nine forty, so we will have ample time to get ready for the blast which will happen at three fifteen am. Put something over your ears when it is time and wrap yourself in blankets. They still don’t know about the tunnel, and that is because Michael is dead!

John: What?

Loll: He was tortured the same way as Dave; the drug they gave him is untested like you said, John. Lucky for us, I suppose.

John: I will kill that Henry!

Loll: He will be dealt with in time; he doesn’t know that he will be a clone in a short time.

Mal: I have no sympathy for him; he knows what they are doing and doesn’t care, he thinks that the security will be strengthened; it will, but so will the clones.

John: What happens after the blast?

Loll: We will get back into the tunnel and wait it out.

John: That might be a long time!

Loll: It will be ten hours and sixteen minutes.

John: So, at approximately one o clock in the morning we will escape?

Loll: The people who will be doing the sifting will be changing shifts and the tunnel will still be hidden, we will wait till the police go off shift also; that will be around two. We will make our way to the fence at the back where a sniper was situated but is now gone. There is a path that leads to the wooded area called East Leigh Nature Reserve. We will then simply walk through to Westchester shopping center and get a taxi.

John: Wow that sounds easy, Loll.

Mal: You can count on it being correct, John. Mal knows his stuff, OK.

Loll: I am being told that there might be a change of plan. They are discussing Mal at the MIB H.Q. Henry wants them to take Mal alive and clone her! You should have thought more about telling him personal stuff, Mal.

Mal: He was irritating me! You know what I’m like if someone irritates me.

Loll: Henry wants them to send in a Special Forces swat team. They also want to use the new high blast stun grenades which will be capable of permanently disabling you unless they need to revive you.

John: I heard of them; they are a nasty weapon; they destroy the nervous system.

Mal: Let them come, if they use a helicopter we will blast it out of the sky!

John: Maybe we should go back next door and get out the automatic rifles that were in the tunnel?

Loll: Let me just rest for a few minutes, I want to get more information.

Mal: Me and my big mouth! I was always getting Loll into trouble. I remember once when I was about eighteen, a boy who liked me took me on his motorbike to the woods. I thought he wanted sex, but it turned out he hated me for being transsexual; he pulled out a knife and tried to cut my penis off. I fought like a demon and broke two of his fingers, he was on top of me and about to slice me up when Loll turned up; Loll kicked him in the crotch so hard that he threw up. Loll then picked him up and threw him down a quarry head first. He landed in a sort of outcrop that hid his body; his photo came on TV a few times as a missing person but they never found him.

John: (Looking at Mal in awe) you’re a one in a million, Mal.

Mal: More, I think, not everyone has a person like Loll to protect them.

Loll: They will be here in one hour twenty minutes; they will use a special team of clones and androids! We will go back to next door and place the explosives which were in the tunnel around the windows. Do you know how to prime them with the fuses, John?

John: Of course, but the stun grenades will detonate them anyway. How did they manage to get the androids to function so fast; they were only in the experimental state?

Loll: They are experimental, but if they work well you can bet they will use them more, that is why we have to stop them now. They will use a large helicopter to lower the team down onto the roof. We will move into next doors roof space and shoot the helicopter as it starts to hover over the roof. Mal will move a few tiles to get a good view from the side, but they won’t see us from the front.

John: I noticed that there is a silencer with a flash guard on one of the weapons, which will be good, Loll.

Loll: Good, that is ideal. They won’t know what hit them.

Mal is now sitting on the floor and shaking.

John: What’s wrong, Mal?

Loll: I know what is wrong, Mal needs sex; she gets like this every few hours if she doesn’t get it.

John: (Looking at Mal with apprehension) OK, if it’s alright with Loll, but we’ll have to keep it short, I’m only one man with a medium sized man’s libido.

Mal: That will do, I’ll carry you to the bed to save your strength, and also I have another poem, it’s called…

A flower is like heaven

It is with us for such a short time.

Although heaven is eternal, it is fleeting.

We cannot grasp the significance sometimes.

We can’t see the truth for the beauty?

Life is a puzzle for sure.

Maybe God wants us to figure it out for ourselves?

But man is a vain creature, he only wants the reachable.

The unreachable is fleeting but still there.

I can see it sometimes in my dreams, reaching out to be grasped.

I sleep, I reach, I grasp, I hold, I wonder, I marvel, I wake, I lose.

John: That’s very good, Mal.

It is something like me, I also can see the truth in my dreams, but when I wake I need the material things. I know Loll wants me to change but I am a very vain creature; I need sex like a baby needs milk. I don’t know if these clones and androids can have sex, but to hell with them.

John: I think we are on the brink of a worldwide disaster if these androids are brought into play.

Mal: You could be right, suck my tits.

John: Do you ever think deeply about things like the environment and such?

Mal: Not really, Loll is the deep thinking one. I am more of a tart; I should have brought some honey to rub on my nipples, yes?

John: (Feeling a little stressed) manages to bring Mal to a climax in spite of his nerves.

Mal: Just a little more.

John:  Maybe you could use a sex aid?

Mal: No, I lost one once and I still worry about it.

John feels as though he is having the life blood sucked out of him.

Mal gets a nudge from Loll to get ready for the swat team.

Loll: Hurry and get the explosives sorted out. We have forty five minutes to go.

John gets dressed and feels exhausted, while Mal is excited and happy.

Mal: As soon as this is over we will have sex all night in a sleazy hotel to hard rock music.

John looks at Mal with a pale face and bloodshot eyes.

John: I feel tired; I haven’t slept in three days.

Mal: You poor baby, OK, you rest and I will do the shooting, just make sure the explosives are in place, then keep your head down in the basement.

John: No, I am OK as far as this job goes, though I want extra time to rest later.

Mal: Of course. I will now go up to the roof and move a tile; you make your way back when you are ready.

John puts the explosives in place. He finds some fuses and detonators and a remote control timer, also, he strings them together and sets the time; he also place the ammo boxes next to the explosives, he knows the blast will destroy the whole place when the helicopter comes down.  He makes his way back through the tunnel and up to the roof.

Mal: I feel excited, I want to say thank you to you, John, whatever happens, we are in it together and we are the good guys, yes?

John: Yes, Mal, we are. (John walks over to Mal and kisses her)

Mal: My, I am a lucky girl.

John: That is for luck. I think we need a lot of it. If we don’t make it I have no regrets.

Mal: We will make it, John.

The appointed time comes. The helicopter is heard approaching from the west; Mal can see it from her vantage point, her silenced weapon is trained on the underside of the helicopter and Mal knows that it will easily penetrate the fuselage and anything else that is inside.

Swat team leader: Get ready, and make sure that the grenades are thrown on target, I don’t want anyone to realize that they are the new blast grenades, make sure they go inside and don’t fall short! Android one, make sure you take this Mal person alive, but you can kill agent 32!

The swat team is about to abseil down when bullets start to enter the inside of the helicopter. Team member 3 is killed and number 5 is shot through the legs. There is panic on board as the team realizes that they are under fire. Mal manages to hit the engine and rotor blades. There is a small explosion as one engine shuts down. The rear rotor blade stops working and the chopper dips at the front and falls onto the roof of the house. Mal continues to fire into the back side, three more members are killed including the leader. Three seconds later there is a large explosion as the helicopters fuel is ignited by Mal’s gunfire and then the explosives are detonated. The blast is big enough to knock Mal off her feet and she rolls into a ball at the side of the wall. Everyone in the helicopter is killed. Mal looks around for John, he is lying on his front; she sees he is not moving. Mal rolls him over and realizes he is dead.

Mal: How did it happen? What am I going to do now?

Loll: He got hit by some shrapnel, Mal.

Mal: You knew he would be killed, didn’t you, Loll! That’s why you were nice to him, but you hated him really!

Loll: I didn’t hate him! I wasn’t sure; they don’t tell me everything, Mal.

Mal: I won’t forget this! I had the best thing that’s happened to me in ages and now he’s gone.

Loll: You are being ridiculous. You never wanted anyone but me before, but because I was away for a short time you decided to screw around.

Mal: No! He was more than a screw, he was starting to really like me, I could tell.

Loll: I have some news for you; you have been selected to be a special envoy of the World Protection Organization.

Mal: What?

Loll: It is a secret society which is in contact with the other side!

Mal: What can I do? I am dying? They said I only had a few years to live.

Loll: Well now you do! They told me to tell you that they can cure you and also give you powers that you can only dream of.

Mal: I must be dreaming! What powers?

Loll: Let’s get you out of here first, there is no one at the back now so make your way to the back door and I will tell you when to go out and over the fence.

Mal: What about John?

Loll: Leave him!

Mal is cradling John in her arms; he has one small hole in his temple and his eyes are open.

Mal: I’ll get them for this, John, I won’t forget you.

Mal gently lays john out and puts a blanket over him.

Loll: Hurry, Mal, we only have a short time!

Mal/Loll makes their way out to the fence and slips over it into the grassy area and quickly run towards the wooded area known as the East Leigh Nature Reserve. No one sees her.

Scene two MIB H.Q

MIB Boss Henry H: What in damnation happened out there?

Swat officer in charge: We think they had explosives and automatic weapons.

Henry H: You think! The place is a disaster area! Get the team in at once, we have to make sure that they are killed or captured. I wanted this Mal person to be taken alive, but now she will be killed or tortured!

Aide comes in with a message: The Governor wants a full enquiry into the MIB Westchester Operation, chief.

Henry H: Damnation!

Mal manages to make it to Westchester shopping center.

Loll: A taxi will be along in a minute, fix your hair and straighten your dress.

Mal: I feel like shit!

Loll: You will feel better later when you are given the rejuvenation drug.

Mal: Are you still going on about that?

Loll: You will see! I know you think I’ve finally gone crazy, but it is true.

Mal: I don’t think you are crazy, old fashioned and a silly old fart maybe, but not crazy. I hate it when people use that word; I’ve heard it so many times in my life.

Loll: I’m sorry, Mal.

I’m sorry too; I didn’t mean it when I said you hated John.

Loll: I know. We will get a taxi to High Bourne where a car will pick us up.

A taxi pulls up and the face of a young, fresh, good looking man looks Mal up from top to bottom.

Mal: Does everything stack up well enough?

Taxi driver: Yes, Ma’am!  Are you new around here?

Mal: I am new but not that young.

Driver: You look young enough to me!

Mal: I feel young sometimes, but age is a state of mind, yes?

Driver: Maybe we could meet up sometime? I don’t have a girlfriend at the moment.

Loll: (whispering) Mal, can we please get going!

Mal: I have to get to High Bourne on some business, but maybe later.

Driver gives Mal his card.

Driver: Can I ask your business, or would that be asking too much?

Mal: I’m not a call girl if that’s what you think!

Driver: I thought not, but let me say that you would make a very nice ‘High Class’ one.

Mal: Thanks for that.

The taxi is thirteen minutes into the drive when a car starts to tail them.

Loll: (whispering to mal) it is an MIB car, it will cut across the front of the taxi and try to kill you. There are two androids inside, that is why I didn’t get any info about them.

Mal: Driver, turn right into the road up ahead and stop!

Driver: What’s going on?

Mal: Never mind, just stop round the corner and get out and run!

The taxi stops where Mal said and Mal quickly exits the car and hides behind a tree. Mal pulls her gun and waits. The MIB car pulls up with the front and rear side windows down and fires Uzi machine pistols at the taxi, the taxi quickly explodes. Mal fires into the car and manages to hit the two gunmen. Two more agents are about to exit the car when Mal fires at them. Mal is a crack shot and the targets are easy to see at close range. The front passenger is still alive but critically injured. Mal walks over to him and notices that he is twitching as though he is not human.

Loll: Mal, get the hell away, he is about to blow up the car!

Mal runs to the near bye fence and jumps over it and lies flat. Two seconds later there is an explosion and the car is lifted upwards and comes down on its roof and then there is a second explosion of high intensity. Mal can’t believe it as the car is quickly enveloped in a white heat so hot that Mal has to run for her life. Mal looks around for the taxi driver.

Loll: The taxi driver is dead, Mal.

Mal: I told him to run!

Loll: Yes, but he didn’t.

Mal: Now what?

Loll: A car will come along in a minute, flag it down and ask for help. Put your gun away and when they ask what happened tell them to drive to High Bourne, if they refuse pull out your gun and persuade them.

Mal: It seems that everyone I get involved with has to die!

Loll: That is how it seems at the moment, Mal, but you will see it differently later, hurry, get to the road and wait.

A car pulls up within a minute and a young couple looks on in horror at the scene.

Young man: What happened?

Mal: There was an accident, please take me to High Bourne.

Young man: We are going to Granthem, we will drop you at the police station.

Mal: Pulls her gun and points it at him. I said I’m going to High Bourne, so get going.

Young man turns white and starts to breath heavy.

Mal: Take it easy, I won’t hurt you if you do what I say.

Young girl: He has a weak heart, please let us get out!

Loll: You better let them out, Mal; he looks as if he could die. Tell them to go back to the doctor and get a second opinion; he needs a double heart bypass.

Mal: OK, you can get out at the turn off to Granthem.

The couple gets out and Mal tells them what Loll said. Mal drives on to High Bourne.

Mal: Are we going to have any more incidents, Loll, or can we relax?

Loll: When we get to High Bourne head for the Aerospace Manufacturing sign, a man will be waiting at the gates. He will get in the car and you will drive through the gates and to the back entrance.

Mal: Is this the ‘World Protection Organization’ place?

Loll: Yes, you will be inducted into it.

Mal: All I want is to be inducted into bed.

Loll: I’m sorry, baby, you must be all in. Oh, no!

Mal: What is it, Loll?

Loll: A helicopter is about to follow us, the couple must have phoned the police!

Mal: Shit, why didn’t you and I think of that, I must be getting old, Loll, I don’t know why any organization would want me.

Loll: We can’t risk leading them to the WPO, get as near to it as you can and we will have to evade them and make our way on foot.

Mal: I can see the sign for Aerospace Manufacturing; I’ll turn down the road that runs parallel to it and park in the wooded area.

Loll: Yes, we can make our way through the trees to that old building over there and lie low.

Mal/ Loll make their way to the deserted building after parking the car in some trees.  The copter comes down and lands on the road a short distance from the turn off, three men get out and approach the deserted building where Mal is; they stop a short distance from the door and shout.

Officer one: You can come out, we are with the WPO, and you are quite safe.

Mal: Is this a trick, Loll?

Loll: I don’t know I can’t seem to contact my source.

Officer one: Mall, you are invited to join us, please come out; this was a test for you and Loll.

Mal walks out with her gun in her hand.

Officer one: You won’t need that weapon just yet, Mal; please come with us, a car will arrive in a short time.

Mal: You are the man in my dreams, the one who would never make love to me.

Officer one:  I have other more important work to do, call me Ryon.

Loll: Why didn’t you trust me with the helicopter chase, I thought it was the cops.

Ryon: The couple in the car are WPO agents, you did well informing them of his illness, although he is quite fit really.

Mal: So this was a test to access our trustworthiness?

Ryon: Yes, I will explain later, please come, the car is here.

To be continued in The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book six.

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The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Four

The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger

Book Four

Script by Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2015

 

 

Please be aware that this is part four of an ongoing script; to get the full story please read books one to three first.

 Please be aware that this script has adult content.

Mal and Loll is the same person; born in a man’s body, but always struggling to accept things as they are. Mal pushes herself to the fore and Loll has to take second place in a life of manic schizophrenia and bizarre circumstances. Mal gets cancer but decides to fight to the bitter end with anybody and anything which stands in the way of her pleasure; trouble is it’s not the end but the beginning.

 

Scene one: Safe house.

Mal has been on the phone and is waiting for the MIB agents to arrive.

Are you sure these agents are trustworthy, Loll?

Loll: Yes, Mal, I’m sure. This number 25 person is the bad one. (Knock at the door.

Mal opens the door and lets them in.) Agent one sees the bodies of the other MIB agents and is suddenly on guard.

Agent one: What the fuck happened?

Mal: They tried to kill us.

Agent two: This is Ted and Arnie! How the hell did this happen?

Mal: My husband wants to tell you.

Loll: They came to kill us and they would have if we weren’t prepared for them. They were about to get Mal to phone you and get you here when agent two got overly interested in Mal’s backside. That was their downfall. Now you are here I am able to find out certain things, and one thing is that two more agents are in the room two doors down. They will be here in a short while and they intend to kill Mal and me and also you two.

Agent one: What? Are you sure?

Loll: There is a certain boss of yours who wants Mal and I terminated. He is known as number 25. I suppose you know him.

Agent one: This is unbelievable.

Mal: Unbelievable or not, my husband is sure. He is in contact with the other side.

Agent one: You mean the spirit world?

Mal: Yes. Do you know who this 25 person is?

Agent one: Yes, he is a big boss at HQ.

Loll: He is the one who wants this JJ person to escape. He is a friend of the Sinks Syndicate. It is a branch of the Mafia. These other two agents must know that the first two are dead. It is something to do with checking in, I suppose.

Agent one: Yes. (Agent one speaks with his partner) What do you think, Dave?

Agent two: This is big stuff. With a contract out on us we will be lucky to survive till tomorrow.

Loll: They won’t come here. They will wait till you go out. Let me contemplate for a while, I will know more later; don’t worry about this place being bugged. Mal/ Loll lie down to sleep.

Agent one: We can’t use our phones. One of us has to get out and make contact with Link One.

Agent two: I’ll go, I am fitter than you plus I hate to sit around, you know that.

Agent one: OK. Try and get to our own place. You know the one.

Agent two: Yes, but what if Link One has been compromised?

Agent one: It’s a chance we have to take. If you get into trouble go into hiding and lay low as we did in training. Use the emergency bank account which we set up, OK?

Agent two leaves after shaking hands, and checking his gun and ammo.

Mal/ Loll wake up after a few hours.

Mal: Where is agent two?

Agent one: We decided to separate. He will try and contact friendly forces.

Loll: He is dead. Your Link One has been compromised. Why didn’t you wait till I woke up?

Agent one: You can’t be sure.

Loll: His body is already at Zulu Charlie, and his ID card is in the ‘K’ file while his wife Sandy has been informed of his death. They said he died a hero.

Agent one: How do you know all this?

Mal: My husband is in contact with the other side. I already told you.

Agent one: I have to get out. I’ll go crazy here.

Loll: If you will trust us. We will get you out. There are cameras at both ends of the hallway. At 1.20 am the agents in the room two doors down will be sleepy. Mal will shoot out the lights with her silenced weapon. We will then make our way to the rear stairway. The person on duty will be in the toilet for two minutes. We will sneak out by the rear door which is a fire door and alarmed. You know how to disable it, yes?

Agent one: Yes.

Mal: We will wait at the corner for five minutes till the agents in the car are distracted by a girl who accosts them. We will then quickly make our way to the bar on fourth and find a taxi.

Agent one: This seems unbelievable, but I know you are correct. You will be known as the greatest source of crime data in the world if we survive this.

Mal: I don’t want Loll and I to go along that rout. We are better being alone. I’m sure you understand.

Agent one: You could name your own price! Any US crime agency would look after you.

Mal: We don’t know how long these powers of Loll’s will last. Let us just concentrate on getting out of here safely for now.

Loll: I’m being told there is a sniper moving into position across the street. Keep the blinds drawn and the lights out. I am going to rest for a while, Mal. Wake me at midnight.

Mal: OK, Loll. I am seriously concerned about Loll. I have never seen him like this before. He used to be a simple, thoughtful, romantic old fart, but now he’s a serious technical minded man.

Agent one: I hope you don’t mind me talking like this but how long have you been attached to Loll?

Mal: As long as I can remember. He used to protect me as a kid. Some boys would try and have their way with me which I always liked but Loll would fight them. I had to go to the juvenile court a time or two for beating up some kids but I didn’t want Loll to get into trouble, so I said I did it. I was always strong and handy with my fists.

Agent one: I can see that. I also see you have a pair of very nice legs busts and a bottom to be proud of. How did you get such womanly hips?

Mal: I don’t know. I guess I am genetically gifted. I had the operation a long time ago. I was born with man’s genitals as you probably know. Loll knows all about it. He still wants me after all I have been through. I could give you a damn good seeing to, sex wise, but with Loll being near it wouldn’t seem right.

Agent one: Maybe some other time.

Mal: If we get out of this I will jump your bones till you rattle. Come, let us lie down together just for a while.

Agent one: My name is John, you know.

Mal: OK, John, let’s cuddle. Nothing serious, I just want to see if I can still excite a man.

John: Do you think this is appropriate with Loll being near?

Mal: I have to get my pleasure from somewhere. Loll gave it up some years ago, although he is still attractive. I treasure him.

John: Can we leave it till later? I don’t feel good with these other agents lying here.

Mal: I can’t agree. They came here to kill us!

John: Yes, I know, but I know them and their families. I can’t understand how they could be made to agree with this.

Mal: I’m just a simple girl, but I know instinctively when someone is about to hurt me, I’ve had lots of experience of it. Once someone was about to put a knife in my back as he cuddled me, I saw the look in his eyes. I kneed him in the balls took the knife off him and then I broke his jaw. I still have the knife as a memento.

John: You are a one in a million, Mal.

Mal: We are a team, Loll and I. He needs me like a baby needs milk. I think we will rest till Loll wakes up. One thing I need to now, who are the MIB?

John: It is a branch of the secret service. MIB is just a nickname. I can’t tell you anymore.

Mal: Well it will be all over the papers when this is little escapade is over.

John: Not if JJ has anything to do with it. We will be conveniently got rid of.

Mal: Not if Loll has anything to do with it. He will get us safely away; he always was good at looking after me. He has a good mind, unlike me; all I can think about is pleasure. I never will know why he tags along with a loser like me.

John: You have your own expertise and you love him.

Mal:  That’s true; I would go through hell for him. Let’s rest awhile, John.

Mal, Loll and John make it safely out to the taxi just like Loll said.

Scene Two: Hotel

Mal: Well, we got here, Loll, another crappy hotel in a crappy neighborhood.

Loll doesn’t speak.

Mal: Loll, are you OK? (No answer).

Mal: My God! Loll has gone. I knew something was wrong when he didn’t react to my poem a while back.

John: You mean when you were in the toilet at the bus station?

Mal: Yes, I told him to wait at the door, he looked confused. I said are you OK and he said he was tired and had a headache.

John: How do you feel, Mal?

Mal: I feel tired, also. I could be heading for another blackout.

John: I better get some help, Mal. Without Loll we are sitting targets.

Mal: Just let me rest awhile. Strip me off, lay me down and give me a good seeing to. Sex always makes me feel better.

John: Are you sure, I mean, what about the situation?

Mal: You are as bad as Loll, John. Relax; if they come we will come too. Joke!

John: OK, but I have to say this could be my worst performance.

Mal: Call it a rehearsal then, and keep the guns ready.

Ten minutes later Mal is about to have an orgasmic episode when Loll screams out…What the hell are you doing, you bastard! I’ll kill you. Mal kicks John out of bed and jumps on him putting her hands around his throat. John needs all his strength to fend Mal off.

John: Mal, Loll, stop!

Loll: I’ll stop when you’re dead.

Mal: Loll, please stop. It was my fault. I wanted him.

Loll: I should have known. I only have to go away for a few minutes and you are screwing around again.

Mal: I’m sorry, Loll. I was confused when you went away. You know I can’t think for myself if you go away.

Loll: What have you got to say, agent bastard?

John: I’m sorry, Loll, I should have stopped myself but Mal is a very hard person to say no to.

Loll/ Mal sit down on the bed and cries.

John: I may as well go, Mal. I’ll take a chance on getting to the safe house that only Dave and I know about.

Loll: I should let you go, but you won’t last an hour. Agent’s foxtrot 5 and Echo 2 are waiting at the safe house in area twelve.

John: What? How the hell did they find out?

Loll: They tortured Dave.

John: Never, Dave wouldn’t break under any pressure.

Loll: He did break. He was given the new drug quantum 15.

John: Bloody shit. That was supposed to be tested on animals first. It wasn’t even going to be ready for testing till next year.

Loll: Dave was screaming in the first minute. I won’t tell you the rest. Can you see why I have to take a break from this shitty world and go inside to rest?

Mal: Oh, Loll, baby, I’m sorry. I would never hurt you, you have to believe that.

Loll: I know, Mal, but I am on the brink of something that could change the world. I am being given details of stuff that I don’t know what to do with.

Mal: I will help you, Loll, and John will help, won’t you, John?

John: This is big stuff. I don’t know what to do, but I know one thing, I’ll kill those bastards that tortured Dave.

Loll: I’m being told that you will only make it worse for yourself if you do that.

John: I don’t care; they won’t get away with it.

Loll: They won’t get away with it; nobody can get away with anything. Everything has to be paid for with Karma.

John: Don’t try to give me that bullshit. I have seen too much pain and suffering in this world to believe that.

Loll: Pain and suffering are part of this world. That is the way it works. You get through it and go onto better lives.

Mal: I can believe that! It is the only reason why I have to take the shitty end of the stick all the time.

John: I have got to get away from here, I’m going crazy.

Mal: No, don’t go yet, you will be killed; wait until Loll has rested and then we will think our way through this.

Loll: I don’t need to rest; I know what we have to do. Mal and I are part of a greater scheme. I am the person who will direct the proceedings; I will stay in the background and be invisible, so to speak. John will accompany us in the destruction of the evil part of the MIB; this bad part is even now plotting to kill the president.

John: What?

Loll: We must destroy this JJ person and his cohorts.

Mal: I am starting to understand something of what you are saying, Loll; I had a dream of a tall man telling me to go to some place on the east side of town to meet someone.

Loll: That was my contact; you are getting in rhythm with me, Mal. We will rest up then have some food and be ready to start at 8.00.

John: Why don’t we just go to the F.B.I.?

Loll: Because the MIB will be there. They have infiltrated all agencies; could you not see where it was leading to when you got rid of Michael Quinn?

John: How the hell do you know about that?

Mal: John, we told you before, can you not get it through your head?

John: Michael Quinn was unknown on any database! He was a made up person; he didn’t exist.

Loll; He didn’t exist in the physical world; but they knew about him on the ‘Inner’. Edgar Whaley was the contact, was he not?

John: This is fantastic! I’m in your hands, Loll; whatever you say I’m in agreement.

Mal: That’s taken care of then. I have just thought of a poem, Loll, write it down, it is called Time to reflect…

Time to reflect

Time goes by so slowly,

Life goes by so fast,

We are just the sand in a desert so vast.

Time is the reaper, we are the corn,

Time is so plentiful when we are born.

When we get old, time is the same

But you and I cannot remain.

When we are grieving

Time is the healer,

When we are sleeping

Time has no meaning,

When we are dying

Time does no crying.

Loll: It is wonderful, Mal, once again you have come up with a beautiful poem to send me to sleep; I will rest awhile and we will be ready to move at eight.

Mal: Loll has gone, John, so you and I can restart our little cuddle, you know I didn’t finish it off properly.

John: I think not, Mal.

Mal: OK lets rest; but I’m here if you want me.

Mal/Loll and John use the payphone to order a taxi and manage to get to the Eastside Car Rentals under the protection of Loll. Loll informs Mal to be more conservative in her dress and pretend to be a married couple with John, while he keeps in the background. John has fake ID to rent the car.

Loll: Drive to the industrial estate off central drive and park next to the ITC warehouse.

John: That’s next door to our HQ.

Loll: I know. We are going to destroy the computers and set fire to the place.

John: What?

Loll: It is the only way to stop the madness that is going to engulf the entire security network.

John: We’ll never get in there! They have cameras all over and electronic surveillance, plus security guards stationed in every room.

Loll: I know, but Mal can get in there.

John: How?

Loll: There is a garbage door that leads down to the basement at the rear. The garbage men will arrive at ten. Mal will simply follow it through the security gates. The inner and outer doors will be open, and Mal will have thirty two seconds to make her way to the computer rooms.

John: This is madness! The guards will shoot her on sight.

Loll: The guards will be changing shifts, and going for break, Mal has thirty two seconds, she won’t mess up. Mal is the only person who could get away with this, apart from me; she knows what to do and she has the tools.

John: What tools?

Loll: Her gun and some petrol in a small washing up bottle plus the lighter.

John: Well, if Mal pulls this off I’ll show my ass in Wal-Mart’s window.

Loll: I’ll hold you to that.

Mal: Loll has briefed me already and I am excited about it. I know I can do it and I trust Loll, he won’t let me down.

John: I feel as though I’m in some strange place and I can’t find my way out. I have been in some tight places in my time but this is surreal.

Mal: Trust Loll, he will protect us.

John: Wait a minute! Even if Mal destroys the computer room surely the data will be stored on other pcs.

Loll: No. The computer in the data room is known as Big D; or Big Dog, it is the only one of its kind, an experimental unit which will pave the way for ‘Super Computers’. It can arrange an event to near perfect judgment, but that judgment is fatally flawed, which is why we have to stop it. If it was left unchecked it could arrange a scenario to destroy the world.

John: This is unbelievable! What can I do?

Loll: You will wait in the car around the corner in Gerrard Drive, at ten twenty eight you will drive around to the side entrance in Broad Street. Make sure you have your watch set correctly; the clock in the car is broke. Mal will exit and you will pick her up and drive away normally up to twelfth street, then you can turn right and head to Westchester.

John: I feel nervous! I never feel like this normally.

Mal: Don’t worry, Loll will protect us.

John: It’s like Loll is some kind of a God.

Loll: I’m no God but I am linked into him. When the fire starts there will be panic; that is where we trick is, Mal can use here expertise to traverse the place.

Mal: It’s nearly time, Loll; can you just give me a little time with John? I want to say goodbye in my own way, you know I need a little cuddle.

Loll: You did it once with him already!

Mal: Yes, but I never finished it.

John: No, I’m too hyped up.

Mal: It will relax you, how about a blow job?

John: For God’s sake go.

Mal (feels bad.) OK, but I want it later.

The Garbage men come, the gate opens and Mal simply follows it into the MIB compound.

Garbage man: What are you doing?

Mal: I’m visiting.

Garbage man: You can’t go there, you will be arrested.

Mal: Relax.

Mal walks through the first security door and simply pushes the inner door to access the inner room. A man and a woman are checking the changeover shift papers when Mal pulls her gun and tells them to get away from the emergency button on the counter.

Mal: Open the door to the hallway!

Guard one: Who are you, and what do you think you’re doing?

Mal: I’m an independent security agent and I’m about to have a look around the installation.

Guard two: You must be mad!

Mal shoots out the camera and smashes the emergency button.

Mal: Open the door, I won’t tell you again.

Guard one: Presses the button to open the inner hallway door.

You will be caught!

Mal: Let me worry about that.

Loll: Mal, make your way to the security room next to the computer room; it is the fifth door on the right.

Mal: I feel like I need a pee, this is exciting stuff, Loll.

Loll: Just concentrate on the job, watch out for a guard who is about to show himself from the corridor on the left!

Mal sees the guard peep around the corner. She gets ready to fire as he jumps out; he shoots wide and the bullet hits the wall on Mal’s right. Mal shoots him in the leg; he crumples on the floor. Mal picks up the gun and puts it in the shoulder bag with the petrol.

Loll: Everything is on lockdown now, Mal, get the petrol and squirt it under the security room’s door and light it and stand back.

Mal does as Loll says and the door opens in a rush and two security guards run out. Mal shoots them in the legs. She puts their guns in her bag and pulls one guard to his feet and puts the gun to his head.

Mal: Have you any family, sweetheart?

Guard: Who the hell are you?

Mal: Just answer the question.

Guard: Yes!

Mal: Do you want to see them again?

Guard: Yes:

Mal: Then get in there and open the computer room.

Guard: I have one key and my buddy has the other.

Mal: Get it and hurry

The guard gets the key and opens the computer room. The sprinklers have started to work and the place is filling with smoke. Three people run out of the room and down the corridor.

Mal: We will have to be quick, Loll.

Loll: Hurry, Mal, get the petrol and put it over the big computer on the right also shoot it to hell. Mal lights the petrol and squirts it all over the room. She shoots the computer full of holes and also the other pcs. The place is full of smoke and Mal moves stealthily out of the room and squirts petrol all down the corridor to the Broad St exit. Fire is following Mal and she shouts in her excitement ‘fire’ as loud as she can. Two more guards are waiting at the exit; one shoots at Mal hitting the wall and door to her left. Mal shoots back hitting the guard in the shoulder. The other guard kneels down to get a better shot and Mal shoots him in the kneecap. Mal tells him to open the door but he refuses. Mal puts the gun to his head while the other guard shouts the security numbers to open the door from the door lock. Mal pushes the numbered keypad and the door opens. Fresh air floods in and the fire starts to rage. Everyone starts to panic. The fire brigade is starting to arrive. Mal coolly walks away up Broad St to the car which is waiting for her fifty yards away.  People are now rushing out in confusion.

John: I don’t believe it! You actually did it.

Mal: It was a piece of cake. Loll is the hero.

Loll: Move away slowly, and ignore the three police cars which will be coming down the street in the next few seconds. Mal, get down on the floor. The computer is destroyed, but the people who built it are still around. We will review the situation when we get to Westchester.

John: I’m worried about my family, I’m not married, but my mother may be in danger!

Loll: Don’t worry, they have her under surveillance but they won’t hurt her, they know you won’t contact her although they have her phone tapped.

John: I’m all she has, my brother died from an accident and my sister got killed in a freak storm two years ago! Dave was the only real friend I had; now he is gone.

Mal: You poor baby! You can count on us, we won’t let you down.

Loll: I’m sorry too. The people who killed him are not too far away, they intend to kill agents Murphy13 and Johnson17.

John: What?

Loll: They are getting rid of the people who pose a threat to their organization. That’s why they targeted you and Dave.

John: What are the names of these agents?

Loll: Parker 9 and Symonds 5.

John: They are new! How could they be trained and briefed in such a short time?

Loll: They have been trained before they joined the MIB. These agents are, believe it or not, clones.

John: What?

Loll: They are clones! The new facility at Cold Harbor in New Mexico is a place where the next phase of the operation is about to begin. They will attempt to manufacture androids!

John: This is unbelievable!

Loll: Just let us contact these agents Parker and Symonds; then you will see for yourself how cold and calculating they are. These two are test dummies, so to speak, they have no family and the people who they were cloned from have been gotten rid of!

John: I’m starting to freak out with this! Do you mean that the MIB is going to kill all of its agents and replace them with clones and androids?

Loll: Yes, eventually, and then they will do the same with other government agencies. Now can you see the urgency of it all? We have got to stop these two clones from killing Murphy and Johnson.

John: Just tell me where they are, and what the plan is.

Loll: They are in their car on Sandown Blvd, in Westchester; they will target Murphy first as he exits his house on Pine St at eleven twenty. Let me say here that these two clones are more like androids really; they haven’t got any real memories, it is just information which has been uploaded from the Big Dog computer, also their nerves have been altered, they are the perfect killing machines. The problems will really start when the androids are substituted for clones; androids will be extremely hard to kill. This is why we have to stop this madness now.

John: But how can we both, or, us three, even hope to stop an organization as big as this?

Mal: You underestimate us, John; Loll is the ultimate information machine, or rather, source.

Sorry, Loll.

John: But what if you or Loll gets ill again?

Mal: We will cross that bridge when we come to it. Let us get to Sandown Blvd. I will do the shooting; I will treat it like killing rats.

John: What about letting Murphy and Symonds know about this?

Loll: We could write to them explaining the situation, or email them, we won’t have time to hang around when Mal has finished. I’m getting information that Watson 8 and Dawes 21 have been killed by a bomb placed under their car; they are going to treat it as an act of terrorism.

John: Hell fire. OK, let us get there and finish this off! I’m totally stressed out!

Mal: Relax, John. We will rest up in a short time.

Loll: Mal, I’m sorry, I have to go inside for a while; I’m being told that I may not be able to help you in future, it is something to do with karma; we are interfering with the natural order of things too much, I suppose. I will do my best to get back to you but if I can’t I suppose this is goodbye! You know I will always love you, and I will wait for you however long it will take.

Mal: Loll! No, don’t go, I can’t manage without you! John, help me, Loll has gone!

John: He will be back, I’m sure, Mal, take it easy; he is part of you and cannot be parted from you. Do you want to rest up before we go to Sandown Blvd?

Mal: I don’t know, I am too stressed now.

John: I will get us there, this thing is too big to leave, I am going to avenge Dave and the rest; you can leave the shooting to me, Mal, just rest and try to focus your mind on Loll; he needs your love now.

Mal: Yes, I will try, please be careful, as we are now vulnerable without Loll.

Mal and John make their way to Sandown Blvd; they can already see the agent’s car and park some distance from them.

Mal: They will make their play in the next few minutes, how are we going to do this?

John: I think we should simply drive by and blast them.

Mal: That’s a bit messy; we have to make sure these guys are dead; Loll said they would be hard to kill, yes?

John: How do you want to play this out?

Mal: I feel we have made a mistake! They already know we are here, see they are reversing! Get ready!

The agents make a fast reverse and skid round to drive head on for Mal’s car.

Mal: Quick! Get out and run for the tree on the right!

Mal and John just manage to dive for cover next to the tree when one agent throws two hand grenades into their car. Four second later the car explodes in a ball of fire. Mal and John manage to get their guns out and fire at the agent’s car; Mal fires from the kneeling position and manages to hit agent Parker who is driving; he slumps over the wheel and the car lunges forward at speed into a tree and explodes. Symonds tries to exit holding an Uzi machine pistol as John shoots him in the chest three times. People are now filming the event on their phones; Mal and John make their way to agent Murphy’s house.

To be continued in The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Five.

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The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Three

The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger

Book Three

Script by Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2015

 

 

Please be aware that this is part three of an ongoing script; to get the full story please read book one and two first.

 Please be aware that this script has adult content.

Mal and Loll is the same person; born in a man’s body, but always struggling to accept things as they are. Mal pushes herself to the fore and Loll has to take second place in a life of manic schizophrenia and bizarre circumstances. Mal gets cancer but decides to fight to the bitter end with anybody and anything which stands in the way of her pleasure; trouble is it’s not the end but the beginning.

 

Scene one-Hotel

Loll: Well, Mal, we are on vacation.

Mal: Yes, Loll, what shall we do? Shall we fly to Rio or bus it to Florida?

Loll: How about getting some practice in at the indoor shooting range? We may need it in the future.

Mal: No, Loll, we are good enough. I want some pleasure, how about going back to New York.

Loll: Why do you want to go back there? You know we had trouble with the police more than once.

Mal: I thought we could look up some old friends.

Loll: You’re not thinking about Duncan, are you?

Mal: Not particularly, I have more than one friend, you know.

Loll: You are, I can tell. He treated you like a dish rag and you still think about him.

Mal: He slapped me about a bit, I know, but I gave him as much back.

Loll:  He broke your nose, ribs and teeth, and he would have killed you if I hadn’t stopped him.

Mal: (looking down and starting to cry) you nearly killed him, Loll; if I hadn’t held you back he wouldn’t be alive today.

Loll: And now you want to see him?

Mal: No, forget it; we will talk about it later. Let’s go out to dinner.

Loll: OK, sorry about the agro, but you can see my point of view, yes?

Mal: Yes, Loll, I am a sorry, good for nothing tramp who treats you like dirt and deserves thrashing. Why don’t you leave me?

Loll: How can I? I tried it more than once, and finished up in a mental asylum.

Mal: I was there also, remember? I was sedated when that male nurse tried to fondle me. You beat him up so bad that he was taken to the intensive care unit.

Loll: How is it that we are so alike? It’s like we are the same person.

Mal: I tried to figure it out, but gave up. I accept that we are together for life.

Loll: Please relax for a while, why don’t you read some of your poetry?

Mal: That reminds me, I have a poem here I wrote it on the toilet while you were asleep.

Do you want to hear it, Loll?

Loll: Of course I do, what is it called?

Mal: It is called…Lonely Man. I feel for the outcasts of society. I am one also. I guess it’s my attempt to figure out where we all belong in this overpopulated, stinking world.

 

Severed arms reaching

Eyes pleading

Sat in the dirt forever needing

Beggar is his name

People have no shame

Forgotten in life

Forever in strife

Lonely man where do you belong?

Known unto God

Loll: It’s wonderful, Mal. You forget, I am also an outcast, but I wish I had your talent.

Mal: Yours is a hidden talent, Loll. One I would not want to be without. Come on let’s make for that small dive on the corner of seventh and central. I feel like getting pissed.

Loll: You mean that seedy little shithole called The Central Bar?

Mal: Yes, I noticed a handsome guy outside earlier; he went to take a piss in the alley and came back with urine stains on his pants. He then started to fondle some girl who was sat on the step throwing up.

Loll: You’re kidding me, I can tell.

Mal: Of course I am, but let’s go anyway.

Loll: No, I refuse to be associated with such places. I want to dine well for once. We can afford it now, and I want good food. We’ll go to the Ambassador.

Mal: Oh, OK, but I want to dress up in my new glad rags.

Loll: OK, but please be conservative.

Mal: Alright, Grandpa, would you like me to help you on with your corset, and fetch your walking stick?

Loll: You cheeky little minx, I should pummel your backside for that.

Mal: I wish you would.

Loll: (Pummels his own backside)

Mal: (Dresses up in an above the knee, off the shoulder, satin dress of red and gold with a black velvet choker which has a red stone inlaid with gold, plus several gold bangles and a gold watch. She also has her gun)

Loll: Aren’t you overdoing things a bit? When did you get all this stuff?

Mal: So what? We deserve it.

Loll: What about me?

Mal: You can come later. I need you to keep out of sight while I eye up all the talent.

Loll: I refuse to be a part of this sleazy show.

Mal: Suit yourself, I will call you later. Remember to keep your phone near you.

Loll: You have the phone.

Mal: Oh, yes. Well, follow me later; I want you near me, Loll, you know I need you.

Loll: I’m not so sure.

Mal: OK then, bye for now, I’ll see you later (Mal walks out)

Scene two-Taxi

(A taxi pulls up and Mal gets in)

Driver: (turns around and looks at Mal’s legs) Where to, honey?

Mal: You’re a bit fresh aren’t you?

Driver: I’ve just come on shift, and this is my first week on the job. I feel good and you look good.

Mal: Thank you, I’m going to the Ambassador to dine.

Driver: Are you meeting someone or are you alone? You know it’s dangerous out there for someone like you.

Mal: That’s why I got a taxi. Taxi drivers are known to be gentlemen, yes?

Driver: Some are, maybe, but you can never tell. (Driver winks at Mal)

Mal: (Smiles back. She knows he fancies her)

The taxi starts to drive out of town.

Mal: Where are you going, I said the Ambassador?

Driver: Oh, come on. You’re a working girl aren’t you? (He pulls up in a secluded spot near an industrial estate)

Mal: OK, but it will cost you.

Driver: Surely you can give me a freebie for once.

Mal: No, I am off duty and going to dine, so either take me to the Ambassador or back to town.

Driver: (Turns around and smiles at Mal as he brings the gun up to her face)

Mal: What is this?

Driver: You just picked the wrong time, place and driver, sweetheart.

Mal: (Knowing that the driver won’t comply agrees to do as he says.)

Driver: Just take it easy and get out.

Mal: (Gets out and while the driver is distracted by getting out Mal pulls her gun and is ready for action.)

Driver: OK Trampy, get your fanny or whatever you have over to the trees there and lie down.

Mal: (Holds her gun behind her back while standing at the side of the car.)

Driver: I said get over there, whore.

Mal: My, aren’t you the gentleman.

Driver: I won’t tell you again.

Mal: (Puts her hands on her hips while still holding her gun behind her back.)

Why don’t you come here and make me.

Driver: (Getting nervous and angry starts to sweat.)

Mal: You could still be nice and agreeable. What do you say to me giving you a quick blowjob to ease the tension?

Driver: (starts to bring the gun up) you fucking slut.

Mal: Shoots him in the kneecap.

Driver: OH, you fucking bastard.

Mal: Don’t play with guns when you aren’t ready.

(Mal walks over to him. She notices that the gun is only a toy.)

I should have noticed that when you pulled it on me. I must be getting old. You will have to tell them that you got mugged or something.

Driver: I won’t say anything, I promise. Please let me go.

Mal: I am getting sick and tired of people like you trying to hurt me. Let me think. I could kill you here and now and get away with it. I have to get back to town. I will take your taxi.

Loll: Now, Mal, please let’s just go.

Driver: Who the hell are you talking to?

Mal: Never you mind, sonny. Just you be grateful that I don’t shoot your dick off.

Driver: I won’t tell the police. Just take the cab and go.

Mal/Loll gets into the cab and drives back to town leaving it in a back alley and wiping all the fingerprints off.

Loll: Well, that was a bloody big mess.

Mal: Blame it on the driver. It’s a good job you followed me, Loll.  Come on we’ll go to the Go-Go club.

Loll: Why do I always have to be number two around here? Why can’t we go somewhere I want to go?

Mal: OK, where do you want to go?

Loll: The Ambassador!

Mal: Oh, yes. I must be getting forgetful in my old age. Come on, we’ll take another cab and now you’re here we might get there, yes?

Loll: I’m sorry for being grumpy.

Mal: Cheer up, Loll. I only shot him in the kneecap.

Loll: ………I feel strange, Mal.

Mal: ………I feel strange, Loll. Mal, Loll collapses in a heap. A passerby calls an ambulance and Mal, Loll are taken to the hospital.

Scene three Hospital.

Mal: Wakes up after two hours. Where am I? Loll, are you there?

(No answer from Loll.)

Mal: What happened? I feel strange. Mal presses button for assistance. Nurse comes in.

Mal: Why am I here? Where is my husband?

Nurse: You were found alone in the street unconscious. You didn’t have any identification on you. Please give me your name and address.

Mal: I can’t remember. God, I know I have a husband but I can’t even remember my name!

Nurse: The doctor will be here in a short while. We did some tests and he will inform you of the results when he arrives, please relax.

The doctor walks in accompanied by two M.I.B agents.

Doctor: Ah, you’re awake, Mrs. Jones. You’re brothers here have informed me of your circumstances.

Mal: My brothers?

Doctor: You have had a brain seizure. It has affected your memory. This is connected to the illness you have. Your brothers have shown me your hospital records. I advise you to rest and stay indoors for your own good.

Agent one: We will take care of her, doctor. She doesn’t usually go out. We will get a full time helper for her from now on.

Doctor: Looks at Mal and smiles. Well you can go home now but take my advice and stay off your feet for now, Mrs. Jones.

Mal: Mrs. Jones?

Agent one: Don’t worry, Sis, Everything is taken care of.

Agent two: I’ll get the wheelchair.

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Mal is taken to a safe house to assess her health.

Agent one: Well, it looks like the end of your adventures, Mal.

Loll: Don’t count her out yet, I know her. She will be back.

Agent one: Are you OK!

Loll: I’m OK, but Mal is resting for now. Please let her alone for a while.

Agent one: Thank God.

Loll: I know you fancy her, but I’m her husband and I say she needs rest and calm. This has happened before. She overdoes things and then she blacks out. I’ll look after her.

Agent one: Of course, Loll, we will go now but remember to call us if you need anything.

Loll: Thanks, but I’m all she needs.

The agents leave.

Loll: Well, Mal, you overdid it again. Please rest and get better. I don’t want to be alone again.

(Loll decides to sleep.)

Agent one: This could be the end for Mal stroke Loll, but I hope not. She or he makes a good team. I thought we could use them for the Folsome Gang business.

Agent two: It looks like Mal may not come back. She sure was feisty.

Agent one: He or she is a phenomenon. Give them time.

Three days later Mal wakes up.

Mal: Loll, are you there?

Loll: Thank God. I thought you had gone for good this time.

Mal: I had the most amazing dream. I dreamt you had another wife! She came to our house and threatened me.

Loll: Which house?

Mal: The one we used to have in upstate New York. She started to strangle me and I blacked out.

Loll: It was only a dream, Mal. The truth is you did black out and were taken to hospital. The MIB agents came to assess you. I told them to leave.

Mal: How nice of them. They seem to like me.

Loll: They only want us for help with crimes they can’t solve.

Mal: I know, and if I can help them I will.

Loll: You are Ill.

Mal: Change the record, Loll. I feel OK now, let’s go out to eat, I’m hungry.

Loll: You’re unbelievable. I worry over you for three days and all you want is food.

Mal: What do you want me to do? I can’t control these things. All I can do is carry on, although I am grateful, Loll. I suppose I want things to be normal but they aren’t. I have to realize that my life is going to end quite soon and I want to live it to the full.

Loll: (starting to cry)

Mal/Loll: (Lies down and weeps holding himself/ herself and sleeps.)

Mal/ Loll wake up later with alarm then Mal suddenly searches for paper and pen.

Loll: What is it?

Mal: I had a dream about my Guardian Angel! I want to write the poem down which I just thought of. Here write this down, Loll, you’re a better writer than me.

 

Angel.

I have a Guardian Angel

He loves and cares for me

Although I could be mistaken

He could be a she

In dreams it is my mother

When awake it is my wife

When driving he is advising me to care and tend for life

When I was in a tight fix he guided me safety

When I was abducted he guided me home

To think that he is a man or woman really doesn’t matter

If we could see the truth behind the mirror of illusion would shatter

I know that in reality we are never apart

I believe with all my soul that he is in my heart.

 

Loll: It’s wonderful, Mal.

Mal: Thank you, Loll. Come on, Loll let’s go to dinner.

Loll: You are unbelievable, Mal, although I wish I could be like you. I worry my ass off for days wondering if you will pull through and you want dinner.

Mal: I have said it before and I will say it again, Loll. You are the most thoughtful, loving, truthful, romantic, good looking, silly old fart I ever met. I would back you against any other man for anything to do with simple common sense, but you are so old fashioned.

Loll: (Holding his head and beginning to faint.)

Mal: What’s wrong, Loll?

Loll: I don’t know, I feel strange.

(Loll has become the greater personality in the life of Mal and Loll.)

Loll: I feel I am starting to become more confident, Mal.

Mal: Be careful, Loll. You know you are better suited to stay low-key.

Loll: Well that is about to change, Mal. Come on let’s go dancing.

Mal: Do you think that is wise? I feel we should stay in and dine.

Loll: Suit yourself, I am going out on the town, and I may be late back.

Mal: What am I going to do?

Loll: You can come if you want, but don’t cramp my style.

Loll dresses up in his best suit plus the gun in the shoulder holster and heads for the bar. Mal is still with him but in the background.

Scene four: Bar

Loll: (standing at the bar and looking at the girls on the dance floor.)

Loll: I’m going to dance with that girl in the yellow dress, she looks hot.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Man standing next to Loll.

Are you talking to me?

Loll: No, why would I talk to you?

Man: Who else is there around here but us two.

Loll: Are you trying to be funny, bub. My wife doesn’t take to dummies too easily.

Man: (Turning to Loll and staring him in the face.)

I would retract that statement if I were you, mister.

Loll: You’re not me so up yours.

Man: Grabs Loll by the tie and pulls.

Loll: Knees him in the balls. Man folds up but quickly runs at Loll and grabs him by the waist and pushes Loll backwards to the dance floor were people scatter. Loll is now on his back with the man on top. Loll’s coat is open and the man sees the gun. They both get up and the man backs off.

Mal: I knew we shouldn’t have come here.

Loll: Who’s old fashioned now?

Mal: Let’s go.

Bar manager: I have sent for the police, the doors are locked so just relax, and stay where you are.

Mal: Now what?

Loll: Follow me, Mal. (Loll walks up to the door and casually shoots out the glass. The door explodes in a thousand pieces.

Loll/ Mal walk out and see a police car pull up. They turn into an alley.

Loll: Mal, have you got your clothes with you? We will have to disguise ourselves.

Mal: Yes, take off your suit and dump it in the trash can.

Mal/ Loll climb over the fence into another alley and walk out as Mal. They quickly get a taxi and are out of the area in two minutes. They get back to the safe house and decide to lie low.

Scene five: safe house.

The day after they get a phone call from the MIB.

Agent one: I know about the incident at the bar.

Loll: It got out of control.

Agent one: Can I talk to Mal.

Mal: Yes, I’m here.

Agent one: We sorted it out with the police. Can we meet up in an hour?

Mal: Yes, I think my husband is agreeable.

Loll: (Makes a humph noise.)

The agents arrive.

Agent one: We have a job for you if you are in agreement.

Loll: I am ready right now.

Mal: My husband has become more assertive recently. It must something to do with what happened to me.

Agent one: Yes, I realize that. I hope you feel better.

Mal: I think we feel better just being together. I feel that if we parted then that would be the end of us. What is the job?

Agent one: (Taking out a map from his briefcase.)  This is the area where a Top Flight security van was taken. You may remember the incident some three years ago. It was supposed to be a normal trip with no special escort, but in reality it was an unofficial transport of some gold bullion. The van never made it to the depot. In fact it never made it to the interstate. We believe it was put aboard a truck somewhere between Highway 5 and 7.

Loll: What do you want us to do?

Mal: Excuse my husband’s eagerness. What happened to the driver and mate?

Agent one: Agent two will explain.

Agent two: The driver was found some miles away in a flophouse in drunken stupor. The drivers mate was never found. The police tried everything to get the driver to cooperate but it was as though he was crazy. He was declared insane and is now in an institution.

Loll: The whole thing seems to be a botch up from start to finish. Why wasn’t the van escorted? And why wasn’t it full of armed men?

Mal: You must excuse my husband again. It must have been an inside job, obviously.

Agent one: That’s where you come in. We have one suspect who we believe masterminded the whole thing.

Mal: J.J.Folsome!

Agent one: How did you know that?

Mal: I don’t know, I just knew.

Loll: I know. It is something to do with the blackout that Mal had. I feel something of the same sort. We are like twins but more so.

Mal: Loll is right. I feel something unusual has happened and I feel a big change is about to happen. I only hope we can survive.

Agent one: I think it is best to let you both rest for a while. We will be nearby if you need anything. Just phone me up when you are sure you can be of help to us. We won’t push you into anything, please relax.

Mal: Thank you, I appreciate your kindness. (The agents leave.)

Well, Loll, something has happened but I don’t know what. My mind is starting to overload, and my head is spinning. I think we should lie down.

Loll: Don’t worry, Mal. I will take care of you.

Mal: Give me a minute; I am starting to think of a poem. Write this down Loll…

I call it End of Life.

 

End of life
When will it be?
What is life?
Who can tell me?
Surely the church would know
In its high and mighty stature
Towering above the city in splendor
Sharing its love for those in need
Keeping its knowledge from those who read
Forgetting the poor if need be
Remembering the rich for its own greed
Who can explain the unending need of man for God?
Spirit will soar above the spires of men
Destined for who knows where or when
Can man remain upon the Earth
when fire and flood will someday come
We are but seconds in the days of life
Destined to die in mortal strife
God in his wisdom high above
Looks down on us with his perfect love.

Loll: (Starting to cry.) It’s wonderful, Mal.

Mal: You ever loving, simple minded, thoughtful old fart.

(Mal/ Loll lie down and rest.)

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Mal/Loll wakes up with the noise of the telephone and realizes that they have been asleep for over twelve hours. She answers the phone and tells agent one that they are OK and hangs up.

Mal: Loll, do you feel different? I do, in fact I feel great. (No answer from Loll.) Loll, where are you? Can you hear me?

Loll: I am hear, Mal but I can’t seem to reach you.

Mal: Don’t worry, you just rest, I will do the work from now on.

Loll: I feel I have to help you but only with information and in emergencies. There is a person who gives me the information here. I can’t see him but I know he is good and he wants us to be a sort of team who will help the police.

Mal: Yes, Loll. I feel the same way. The person you hear must be our Guardian Angel. I knew he would help us when I wrote the poem. I wrote the End of Life poem later thinking I would die but here we are and I will do my best to help the authorities to catch the villains.

Loll: Yes, Mal. You will be like Wonder Woman.

Mal: And you, Loll will be my Superhero.

Loll: Thank you, Mal. You can tell the agent that I know what happened to the security van and where the drivers mate is buried.

Mal: Really! Loll.

Loll: I want to know more about this J.J.Folsome person.

Mal: I will get on the phone to agent one now.

Loll: No, just let me contemplate for a while and see what comes through. I have been told that the gold is still undisturbed and I will be informed where it is later. Mal, I’m being told that this JJ as he is known is living in Cuba. We must get as near to him as possible, but we will rest up for a while.

Mal rested and Loll went into contemplation for a few hours.

Loll: I have received information that will surprise you.

Mal: I knew something was about show itself. What is it, Loll?

Loll: We are being targeted by two hit men.

Mal: What?

Loll: One is the room two doors down and one is in the lobby.

Mal: Who are they?

Loll: I don’t know but they are connected to the MIB.

Mal: Surely not, Loll.

Loll: One things for sure. Someone wants us out of the way. We have to get near them. What’s our best strategy, Mal?

Mal: I suggest we go down to the lobby and look him over.

Loll: Yes, but we’ll do it discretely. I’ll stay hidden and you be careful.

Mal: You know me, Loll, I’m the heart of discretion.

Mal/Loll, avoid the lift and head down to the lobby while being aware of the threat from two doors down. Mal looks around the lobby to see one man sat in a chair reading a newspaper and one woman behind counter.  Mal walks over to the counter.

Mal: I wonder if you could suggest somewhere good to eat?

Woman: Well, there’s the lunch box cafe just up the road and then there is Donache’s on fourth. I could order you a taxi if you like.

Mal: Looks at the man reading the newspaper and smiles without a shred of nervousness. The man looks back with an agitated smile. Mal walks over to the man.

Mal: Hello, you look like a man who knows his way around. Maybe you tell me a good place to eat?

Man: I’m sorry, I’m a stranger here. (Loll whispering to Mal, keep him talking, Mal.)

Mal: Don’t I know you? Yes, I knew it. You’re the man who urinated on the girl who was throwing up in the gutter, yes?

Man: You must be crazy, I never saw you before in my life.

Mal: It’s OK, I won’t tell anyone. It will be our little secret. (Mal looks over to the woman at the counter and whispers to the man.) Would you like me to give you a blowjob or something to relieve the stress? You look uptight.

Man: No, just go away.

Mal gives him a friendly push and notices the gun in the shoulder holster. Well, darling, I’ll probably see you later. I’m in 302 if you want a ‘chat’. Mal heads back to the room.

Mal: Well, Loll, did you get anything?

Loll: Yes, Mal. He will be up here in the next few minutes with his friend.

Mal: You would think he would be friendly. I mean, he would be able to get in our room more easily, yes?

Loll: The guy is stressed already, he wants to get it over with and you upset his plan with your little story.

Mal: How are we going to handle this?

Loll: Let them in. They won’t make a play yet. Just be cool and put the gun on the window ledge behind the curtain. I want to find out a little more about them.

Mal: If they are working with the MIB we will have to be careful. I can’t believe that agents one and two would betray us.

Loll: I can. Think about it. Who are the MIB?  Is it some organization to do with officialdom? I don’t think so. They could kill anyone and do anything. I will find out in the next few minutes, here they come. When I tell you to grab the gun, be quick, OK?

Mal: Yes, this is exciting; Loll, just as I like it. (Knock at the door.) Mal looks through the peephole. The man from the lobby is looking nervous and his colleague is beside him. Mal opens the door.

Mal: I thought you would come, you naughty man, and you brought a friend. Does he urinate on people too? You can do it to me for a price.

Man1: (pulls gun) Shut the hell up and get in.

Mal: What is this?

Man1: You are about to be silenced. I don’t need to tell you anything. I have my orders, although I can’t see how you would be important enough to warrant killing.

Mal: Just tell me why I’m to be killed. I think I deserve that.

Man1: I don’t know. Maybe you pissed off the wrong person or pissed on him. Mal edges to the window where the gun is.

Man 2: Easy does it, sister. I want to find out what is under your skirt. Turn around put your hands on the window sill and bend over.

Loll: (whispering) OK, Mal, I have found out what we need to know. You can waste these bastards now.

Man1: Hurry it up, I want out of here.

Man2: Let me have my fun. OK, pull up your skirt and pull down your pants, you slut. If you cooperate I’ll make it quick but if you dawdle I’ll shoot you up the asshole.

Mal: Looks back while finding the gun. The men are distracted with her rear end. Mal turns quickly and fires into the second man’s face. He falls dead. The first man is stunned by the event and actually drops his weapon. Mal shoots him in the kneecap. He crumbles on the floor.

Mal: Now, you bastard. Who are you, and who do you work for?

Man 1: (shivering) I, arrgeee, I’m crippled.

Mal: You will be more than crippled in a minute if I don’t get info.

Man1: I am Ted Granger. We work for the MIB.

Mal: What? The MIB are supposed to be looking after us.

Man1: They were, but now you are to be terminated.

Mal: Why?

Loll: I know, Mal.

Man1 takes a cyanide capsule from a cavity in his ring. He dies within two minutes.

Mal: The MIB must be pretty powerful to make someone take that way out.

Loll: Agents one and two don’t know about this, Mal. I vote we should call them and let them sort it out.

Mal: I can’t understand it, Loll.

Loll: I can. A boss in the MIB is working for the Sinks Syndicate. It is a branch of the   Mafia.

Mal: What?

Loll: This guy is known as number 25. I don’t know his real name but I’m sure agents one and two will.

Mal: In other words they don’t want us to go to Cuba to find this JJ guy.

Loll: Yes, Mal, that’s about it.

 

 

To be continued in The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Four.

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The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Two

The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger

Book Two

Script by Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2015

 

Characters

Mal / Loll: Same person

Larry-Gang member

Lenny-Gang member

Rennie-Gang member

Andy-Gang member

Hank: Hotel owner-underworld boss

The Ringer-underworld boss-second gang leader

Frenchie-Second gang member

M.I.B. Agents

 Please be aware that this is part two of an ongoing script; to get the full story please read book one first. Please be aware that this script has adult content.

Mal and Loll is the same person; born in a man’s body, but always struggling to accept things as they are. Mal pushes herself to the fore and Loll has to take second place in a life of manic schizophrenia and bizarre circumstances. Mal gets cancer but decides to fight to the bitter end with anybody and anything which stands in the way of her pleasure; trouble is it’s not the end but the beginning.

 

Scene one- Hotel

Loll: OK, Mal, here we are again in a crappy hotel, in a crappy out of the way shithole of a town because you decided to get rid of any identification and also your passport.

Mal: You couldn’t find your passport, also!

Loll: It was inside yours!

Mal: Never mind. We have enough money here to last me…us, I mean. (Mal sits down and starts to cry)

Loll: I’m sorry, baby; I never meant to make you sad. We don’t need the papers, we don’t even need to go to Canada, and we can get all we need here but please let us move to a better hotel.

Mal: Yes Loll, I know you don’t like these places but I do, I like to meet real characters.

Loll: The last real character nearly killed you.

Mal: I know but you came through like a knight in shining armor.

Loll: We can’t go back to Buffalo that’s for certain.

Mal: I don’t see why not, Hank wouldn’t dream of trying to get us.

Loll: No but someone else might.

Mall: You mean he might hire someone to kill us?

Loll: Yes, we need to put the tapes and other evidence in a safe place.

Mal: We will do it tomorrow; we will also buy a car and head west. We can also get counterfeit passports now we have money so cheer up Loll, we are free and clear.

Loll: I’m sorry for being a grouch, Mal, but I love you and want the best for you.

Mal: I know, honey, please relax and get ready to have a swinging time; I am going to dress up in my new duds.

Loll: I suppose I have to escort you?

Mal: Of course, how could I feel safe without you? (There is a knock at the door) Mal feels her senses tingle, she knows something is wrong.

Loll: (putting his finger to his mouth and whispering to Mal)

I’ll look through the peephole,

Mal: (pulls out her gun with silencer and hides it behind her back)

Loll: (sees two men with raincoats on and police badges on their coats)

(Whispering) Theirs something wrong here, Mal, I can feel it.

Mal: Yes, I know, what are we going to do?

Man at door:

We know you are in there, open the door or we will use force.

Loll: They are pulling out machine guns from under their coats! Let us get out of the window.

Mal: (whispering)

These aren’t cops; don’t go near the window, Loll, it’s probably covered by a hit man.

We will have to take them on as they come in. Get behind the door.

First man: (tries the lock then it splinters inwards as he shoulders the door, he doesn’t come in but waits at the side)

Second man: (runs in and throws himself on the floor while bringing the semi-automatic silenced Uzi machine pistol around in a sweeping motion.  Mal shoots him where he lies)

First man: (shoots through the door but Mal is now flat against the wall; she sees him through the crack in the door and shoots through it, he crumples in a heap.)

Loll: (looks out but sees no one in the passage way, he drags the First man in and closes the door.)

Mal: Good work Loll, nobody heard anything because they had silencers on but someone might have heard the door being broke in, we’ll get dressed in your old clothes and we will be out of here in a few minutes.)

Loll: Mal, this guy is still alive!

Mal: (brings her weapon up to his forehead)

You can die here quickly now, or you can live and tell us who sent you.

First man: I don’t know exactly but I do know it is someone connected with the hotel business in Buffalo.

Mal: How do you know that?

First man: I make it my business to know.

Mal: Do not tell the police anything, and I will let you live, is that understood?

First man: I know when to keep quiet, lady.

Mal: You are not in danger of dying but it is serious, your friend over there is past caring.  (Mal/ Loll dress in old clothes and take what small possessions they have and walk out and down the back stairs and into the back alley, they then walk out into the main road and catch a taxi to the shopping mall)

 

Scene two- Shopping Mall

Loll: We will have to lie low for a while, Mal.

Mal: That is what Hank wants, he means to kill us so what do we do?

Loll: How did he find us? We did everything right to avoid him and his cronies.

Mal: What matters is what are we going to do about him?

Loll:

We should send the tapes and everything else to the police.

Mal: Use your head, Loll, he will be crapping bricks now he knows we are safe. I vote we ring him up and make him squirm.

Loll: What?

Mal: Yeah, he must be two shakes away from a quadruple heart bypass already. Give me the info from his wallet and I will make him rue the day he met us.

Loll: OK, but be careful, you can use that phone over there it’s secluded and I can see it’s not used very often.

Mal: OK, Loll; keep watch while I get fired up for Mr. Pervert.

Mal: (on phone) Hank, is that you?

Hank: Who is this?

Mal: I once said I was your worst nightmare, is that still the case?

Hank: Holy, Jesus.

Mal: You don’t mean that, if you believed in Jesus you wouldn’t have done all those terrible things, now, would you?

Hank: What the hell do you want?

Mal: I want to know why you sent two hit men after us.

Hank: I didn’t.

Mal: Don’t beat around the bush, you piece of shit. Either you recompense me for all the agro or I will bundle these tapes up with all the other evidence which we have duplicated and I will send it to the FBI.

Hank: OK, I was sore at you. What do you want?

Mal: I want money and lots of it.

Hank: OK, how do we go about it?

Mal: I will phone you later, don’t try any tricks as the tapes are with a true friend and if they don’t hear from me every three days they will post the tapes, is that understood?

Hank: Yes, I wish I had never set eyes on you.

Mal: I bet you do, but you are the bad guy here not me, all I wanted was to be cosseted for a few hours and you had to try and kill me.

Hank: I’m sorry, I really am. My doctor says I may not be able to walk again.

Mal: Blame yourself. My husband would have killed you.

Hank: Please tell me what you want and let’s get it over with.

Mal: Oh, no, you are going to stew for a while. Bye for now. (Mal puts phone down)

Loll: Who are we to leave the tapes with, Mal.?

Mal: My cousin Dolly, she is as scared of me as though I am the Devil. I will bundle it all up and put in a note that if she touches the tapes or any documents, I will give her a visit. I will also put in a thousand dollars and the promise of another thousand later.

Loll: I remember her; she literally shits herself whenever you are near her.

Mal: I will address it to the FBI and send the whole thing to Dolly; she will treat it like a bomb.

Let’s relax a minute and I’ll read my new poem to you, Loll, I know you like them.

Loll: They are funny, Mal.

Mal: It’s called ‘Be a Man’…

 

 

Be a Man

You have to be a man’s man in this crazy world.

If someone takes a liberty what should you do?

Some people would fight and some would back down,

Stinky MacFarlane was my mate; he was a bit of a clown.

I won’t say he was a coward but some people would.

I saw him knock seven bells out of Bruiser Howells.

But Stinky’s trouble was he had loose bowels.

Time and again he would come out on top

but more often than not he had to stop.

He was fighting a guy called Danny Flynn

when he suddenly stopped and broke wind.

The people around started to laugh

but Stinky took offense and punched some guy.

The crowd started to fight, Stinky wanted a shite

then he let out a fart so loud; it was heard in St Giles

It traveled for miles; people thought it was a wonder.

He was offered a job as a lighthouse keeper just to get him out of the way.

But Stinky wouldn’t go without his partner; I didn’t know he was gay.

Nobody wanted to be near him but his beloved Malcolm.

They started a shop in a remote part of town selling fancy goods.

Then suddenly sold up, Malcolm said it was upsetting

But he couldn’t stand the stink.

How could he possibly live with a person who could fart for his country?

I told Stinky to seek a job onstage where he could earn a decent wage.

He got a job at the local theater.

He took to it like a duck to water but there was trouble in store.

He fitted a pipe up his bottom to control the flow of gas.

The trouble was he couldn’t control the excess of shit he passed.

He wanted to make musical sounds.

But he sprayed the audience with enough crap to float the Queen Mary.

He didn’t know it was his fate to face so much shit and hate.

Thomas Crank took offence and climbed up onstage.

He hit Stinky between the eyes but to his surprise

Stinky leveled his pipe and sprayed him with shite

That was enough for the people, they walked out in disgust

at the mess and the pus leaving Stinky all alone.

I decided to follow what else could I do?

Stinky pointed his pipe and shouted with might

This is your fault Jim Magill!

If you hadn’t told me to perform onstage I wouldn’t be here.

I said you didn’t need to stick a pipe up your arse

You could have been a singer.

He said well now I’m a laughing stock and gave me the finger.

I was about to go up and give him what for

when he pointed his pipe at me.

I said don’t you dare point that thing at me

I’ll have the law on you.

He started to laugh and said

Can you not see I’m a Superhero now?

I said how can you be?

You do nothing but shite.

He was about to give me a dose with rage

when someone came from backstage

and blasted Stinky with a shotgun.

I looked on with dread as Stinky was pronounced dead.

They put a plaque up in the theatre which said:

‘This is the spot where Stinky Macfarlane was shot.

Rest in peace Stinky, you were a man.

It wasn’t your fault you had loose bowels.

 

Loll: I love it Mal, they just keep getting better.

Mal: Thank you, Loll, come on, we’ll start off. I want to put this whole bloody episode behind us and have some fun.

Scene three- Car

Mal/ Loll start to walk out to find a taxi when a big black car pulls up and the back window winds down.

Man in car: (pointing a gun) Get in and don’t act nervous.

Mall: What is this?

Man in car: Shut up and relax, I want to put a proposal to you.

Mall: I am waiting for my husband.

Man in car: I know who you are and I know your husband, so let’s not mess around. I want you to consider what I say, and I also want the bag with the evidence from your meeting with Hank.

Mall: (starting to look serious)

Man in car: Relax, we are not in his pay, we are people who want him to suffer, he has committed many crimes and we simply want him to pay.

Mal: Thank God! I thought you were his men.

Man in car: We liked what you did and we want you to consider doing it again to some other dirt bags who think they can get away with their crimes.

Mal: The trouble is my time is sort of limited.

Man in car: We know all about it. We don’t want to pressure you and you can keep the money you got from him, but if you did work for us you would be helping many people to get even with some very evil low-life characters who think they are above the law.

Mal: I will think about it. My husband will try to talk me out of it but I am certainly tempted by it.

Man in car: We will be nearby when you start any job but there is always a risk of danger.

Mal: I have lived in danger most of my life, I sort of like it.

Man in car: That’s why we want you.

Mal: I suppose I can’t ask who ‘we’ are.

Man in car: (looks at Mal and says) Just call us the M.I.B. We will collect the bag with the evidence now, bring it to the elevator where I will be waiting, and we will contact you later, take this phone, it is a secure network.

Scene four- Hotel

Mal: (at the hotel later) Well, Loll, it looks like we are working for the M.I.B.

Loll: I don’t like it, but what can we do?

Mal: The more I think about it the more I like it.

Loll: I knew you would say that.

Mal: Look, Loll, we have protection, money, and excitement. I feel like a female James Bond.

Loll:

And who am I?

Mal: You are my protector, and we don’t need to worry about Hank any more. We need to tool-up though; I’ll dig out my knuckle duster and my old friend flicker the flick knife, one can’t be too careful, eh, Loll.

Loll: I’m worried, Mal. I feel we are getting into something which will bring us bad luck.

Mal: Luck is what you make it, I always say. Remember John Wayne in his last film ‘The Shootist’ Lol, he didn’t want to waste away, he went out with a bang and that’s what I intend to do. To hell with these scumbags who think they can get away with murder. I am going to make them pay. Are you with me Loll?

Loll: (looking serious) Yes, Mal, I am with you, I can’t get away from you even if I wanted to. We are together till the end like another of my favorite films ‘From here to Eternity’.

Mal: Yes, Loll, just me and you till the end. Cheer up Loll, let’s go out to dinner, I feel hungry just thinking about what we have to do has fired me up.

Two days later Mal gets a call from the M.I.B. agent.

Agent One: Are you willing to work for us?

Mal: Yes, although my husband is a little apprehensive.

Agent One: It is understandable, I know, but we feel you can handle it.

Mal: OK, what do I do?

Agent One: Go to the corner of fifth street and Main and act like a prostitute, you will be approached by a person called Frenchie, he will hustle you and threaten you but stand your ground, punch him and don’t back down, they will like your style, and you will be taken to a man called The Ringer, he will tell you to join their team or die. Do what you have to do and do it properly. There is an item of importance which we need to acquire from The Ringer; it is a key which he always has with him, it may be in a money belt or in some pocket, make sure you get it, also get their wallets and credentials, you can keep the money but give me the rest. Is everything clear?

Mal: Yes, I feel excited.

Agent One:  (No answer and ends call.)

Mal: Right, let me tart myself up, I’m already a little tarted up but you know me, Loll, extra tart is extra smart, eh?

Loll: I suppose I have to take second place again, but by God I’ll have my revenge if they hurt you, Mal.

Mal: Thank you, Loll, let’s go.

Scene five-Corner of Fifth Street and Main

Mal: (walking up and down and acting like a tart)

Teenager walks up to Mal and looks nervous.

Mal: What is it, sweetie?

Teenager: I was wondering…

Mal: What?

Teenager: How much do you charge?

Mal: For you, honey, I would do it for free but I’m expecting someone, go home and get a girlfriend.

Teenager: I have but she won’t do it.

Mal: Buy her some flowers and chocolates and say I’m sorry but I can’t go on without having you and walk away. She will call you back, now skedaddle.

Ten minutes later Mal is approached by Frenchie, who is a small man but is stocky with weight training and steroids.)

Frenchie: (looks at Mal and scowls) What the fuck are you doing?

Mal: You look in need of some serious stress removal. Do you want a quick blowjob or a simple hand job?

Frenchie: You better get the fuck away from here or I will personally move you.

Mal: I didn’t know you owned Main Street.

Frenchie: (walks up to Mal and tries to put her arm around her back)

Mal: Grabs him by the wrist and punches him in the face breaking his two front teeth.

Frenchie:

Shit, you whore; I’ll kill you for that.

Mal: You better get some training in then, sweetheart.

Frenchie goes away to report to The Ringer. The M.I.B. car is sat across the street with blacked out windows its occupants observing with binoculars.

Agent one: (To his colleague) This Mal person is good; she or he doesn’t scare very easily, that’s for sure.

Agent two:

She could finish up dead.

Agent one: She isn’t that bothered, her time is limited with the cancer anyway.

Agent two: The poor bastard.

Twenty minutes later a car pulls up, the back door opens and Frenchie is sat there holding a gun. Mal is told to get in. They drive to an industrial estate on the outskirts of town where they are let into one of the units.

Scene six-Industrial unit

Mal: What is this?

Frenchie: You’ll find out in a short time, whore-bag.

Mal: My, you are a little scumbag, aren’t you?

Frenchie: You will be nothing but pig meat tomorrow.

Mal: As long as I don’t have to listen to you and your stupid little mouth; you silly little boy.

The Ringer is listening to the talk in a side room, he enters.

The Ringer: (A big man with large belly and ego)

What have we here, then?

Mal: I am a working girl who is just trying to make a living.

The Ringer: You are new here or you would know that this is my territory and no one hustles in on it.

Mal: So, what do we do?

Frenchie:  Let me cut her fucking head off, boss.

The Ringer: Shut your fucking mouth, I can see her handiwork there; you can’t even handle one old tart.

The Ringer gives a sign to the other three men to come out of the side room. There are five men now facing Mal, but another man has crept up behind Mal from the front door and grabs Mal by the arms.

The Ringer: Well, what is it to be? You can work for me, or you can die.

Mal: I’m afraid you will have to kill me, I have never been any good at working for people, I don’t like to take orders, you see? (Mal puts her head down in a sign of despair.)

All the people in the room are stood looking around in silence as Mal suddenly brings her head back with a crack as it connects with the face of the person at Mal’s back, he lets go of Mal and she grabs her gun, she ducks down as one of the bodyguards shoots. The man stood at the rear of Mal is shot in the stomach; he collapses over Mal and Mal jumps behind the car and lies down. The other men prepare to fire. Mal can see their legs and decides to shoot them. She hits one leg each from two people, they collapse and Mal shoots them again as they hit the floor and she slides beneath the car. Frenchie tries to run to the front door and Mal shoots him in the side. The Ringer doesn’t feel the need to carry a gun so he has gone into his office and is now searching for it. Mal knows there are two men left to deal with. Mal also knows that one is hiding behind a crate on her left and the other has run up the steps to the upper storeroom. The man from the upper storeroom fires his machine pistol into the car in an attempt to get Mal but the car is armored and protects her. Mal grabs one of the guns that the men on the floor dropped and shoots at the crate. The man screams out in agony and collapses. The Ringer has now found his gun and shoots through the thin office wall at where he thinks Mal is hiding. Two bullets hit the bumper at the side of Mal’s head. Mal fires back and The Ringer screams out but is still alive. Mal knows that one man is still a threat. She checks the ammunition in the machine pistol and smiles as there are plenty of rounds left.

Mal: (whispering)

Loll, we are doing well, excitement and protection, we just need a little patience to finish this off.

Loll: Take it easy, baby, just wait a little, Mr. Big will crumple in a short while.

Mal: Yes, Loll, I hit him but I can hear him groaning. I’m going to try something, Loll.

Mal jumps up and pulls open the car door. The man on the balcony fires but the car is bullet proof and again saves Mal.

Mal pops up from the car door and fires three rounds and hits the man and he falls dead. Mal gets into the car and starts it up; she then drives it through the office wall and over The Ringers legs.

Mal/Loll: (gets out of the car and looks down on The Ringer)

The Ringer: (In pain and screaming.) Who the hell are you, lady?

Mal: I couldn’t have done it without my husband.

The Ringer: There’s no one here but you!

Mal: Just because you can’t see him doesn’t mean he’s not there.

Mal hears a noise behind her and swings around to see Frenchie on his knees holding his stomach and about to shoot.

Mal shoots him in the face and turns around to see The Ringer trying to lift his gun; Mal shoots him in the head.

Loll goes around checking if everyone is dead and then makes sure they are.

Mal collects all the wallets and credentials and then searches The Ringer to get the key which she finds in a money belt as the agent said. Mal/Loll backs the car out and shut the doors. They drive slowly away as sirens are heard approaching the area. They dump the car near the city center after wiping away all fingerprints, although she knows she is protected. Mal / Loll take a taxi to their hotel.

Scene seven-Hotel

Mal: Well, Loll, we pulled it off.

Loll: I’m surprised how easy it was.

Mal: These so-called hard men are usually so confident in their ability to rule the roost that they let their guards down.

In fact they are like the new poem I have, would you like to hear it, loll?

Loll: Of course, you know I love them, Mal:

It is called The Body.

 

The Body

Jerry Gunn walked in to the gym as normal.

Why did he have to be so formal?

I guess he thinks he is bigger and better than us.

Posing in the mirror and making such a fuss.

I wouldn’t care if he did it without the drugs.

But we all know about it, he thinks we are mugs.

I remember the time he dropped a dumbbell on his foot.

I laughed so much I thought I was going to bust a gut.

Jerry came over with a snarl and said he would break my head.

I just laughed and replied at least I don’t lie.

He said what do you mean?

I said we all know you’re on the game, do you think we are lame?

He pushed me to the wall so I kneed him in the balls.

My buddy came over to gloat; Jerry grabbed him by the throat.

They looked such a site as they started to fight.

My buddy kicked him in the crutch Jerry heaved so much.

He went down on one knee he said he needed to pee.

I said OK, that’s it, do you want to quit?

He said yes but let us shake hands first.

I said fine by me this is an OK guy but really it was a lie.

As I turned my back I heard a crack as he smashed my buddies face in.

I said you bloody big shit bag I’ll cave your head in, you slag.

He said I didn’t shake hands with him; he is one guy I can’t stand in this gym.

I said that’s my best buddy and you are now so cruddy that I will take you apart.

He said that will be the day.

I said yes and you’re gay, I knew that would surprise him.

He said you bloody little arse wipe I’ll stuff you in the drain pipe.

He came at me with a barbell bar; I knew I had to be quicker by far.

My buddy woke up and swung his foot right underneath Jerries’ scrotum.

Jerry gave such a cry I thought he would die then he crumpled in a pile on the floor.

Loll:

That’s brilliant, Mal, how do you do it?

Mal:

I suppose it’s a gift. (Phone rings Mal answers it.)

Agent one: Well done, we will collect the wallets and credentials from you in five minutes. (Call ends.)

Mal: Well, that was short and sweet, Loll.

Loll: Yes, Mal, I must admit that now we are working for someone I feel more energetic and fired-up; I feel we could take on the whole world, Mal.

Mal: That’s the ticket, Loll, to hell with all the scumbags who prey on people who are weak. I feel like Charles Bronson in Death Wish.

(Five minutes later there is a knock at the door)

Mal: (looks through the peephole to see the agents there, she opens the door and lets them in.)

Agent one: You did well. Did you manage to get the key?

Mal: Yes, here it is.

Agent One: (Looking at Mal’s legs.) Good work, give me the credentials now. By the way, you have very nice legs.

Mal: Don’t let my husband know, he gets jealous.

Agent One: (Smiles) You can take it easy for a few weeks. Here’s the money from their wallets, over $17000, not bad, eh? We will be in touch later. (He winks at Mal as he leaves.)

Mal: Bye, dear.

Loll: He’s got some nerve, winking at you.

Mal: I can tell he likes me.

Loll: Well he will have to climb over me to get to you.

Mal: Relax, Loll. It’s only sex.

Loll: Why are you teasing me?

Mal: I’m sorry, Loll, but I feel I have to exert myself. You are so soft hearted that I sometimes feel stifled. I want to scream out to the world that I am here, and I’m going to grab my share of pleasure.

Loll: Please Mal…

Mal: Hush, Loll. Remember when I told you about that ex-boyfriend of mine who wanted me to massage him with nettles?

Loll: Yes, he must have been crazy.

Mal: It used to excite him. People are different. Some people like pain. I like pain to a certain extent.

Loll: I know. I have to pretend to like it when you start to relate some of your stories, but I hate it really. I’m sorry if I have upset you, Mal, but I love you.

Mal: You sweet, ever loving, good looking, simple, old fart.

Loll: (Looking down and beginning to get emotional.)

Mal: I’m going to read you a poem I wrote last night, Loll, it is a different poem from the usual trash I write. I am starting to realize that I only have a short time left on this trash can of a world and so I need to get to grips with whatever it is that runs this universe. It is called …     Why do I worry?

 

 

Why do I worry so?

Is it my mind that punishes me as soul?

Why can’t I realize and simply live,

Do I have to be a do-gooder and forever give?

I want the whole world to grasp the simple truth that everyone is soul, but they need proof.

 

Loll: I must admit, Mal, you are a puzzle, but I love you, and I will stand by you until the end.

Mal: (Starts to cry)

Loll: (Holds himself.)

 

To be continued in The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Three.

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The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book One

 

The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger

Book One

Script by Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2015

Characters

Mal / Loll: Same person

Larry: Gang member

Lenny: Gang member

Rennie Gang member

Andy Gang member

Hank: Hotel owner

Please be aware that this is part one of an ongoing script and has adult content

Overview:

Mal and Loll is the same person; born in a man’s body, but always struggling to accept things as they are. Mal pushes herself to the fore and Loll has to take second place in a life of manic schizophrenia and bizarre circumstances. Mal gets cancer but decides to fight to the bitter end with anybody and anything which stands in the way of her pleasure; trouble is it’s not the end but the beginning.

Scene 1: Death in the alley

‘Loll: Mal, will you please go easy with that drink. Please put the bottle away. You know you can’t take hard liquor and we are in a public place.

Mal: I can take anything you can take.

Loll: You are 49 years old! Will you please act it?

Mal: I will do as I please. I am sick and tired of you trying to improve my manners, if people don’t want to know me, well, to hell with them.

Loll: I am just trying to look out for you, you know I love you.

Mal; I know, Loll, but will you please let me have my fun. I am not getting any younger and I want to wring every ounce of life out of what I have left.

Loll: The doctor said that you are supposed to take it easy; the cancer that you have will only get worse if you carry on this way.

Mal: To hell with the doctor, I know what’s best for me, I feel good when I have my booze; I always could take it, you know that.

Loll: I know, Mal, but I am worried for you.

Mal: You are the sweetest and the most caring person I know, Loll, and I love you for it, but let me have this last fling. I love drink, I love men, I love partying and I love you. You wanted me from the first moment we met. Do you remember, Loll?’

Loll: I remember; we were thrown together at the Bottle Mart store. I was nicking strong ale and you were shoplifting vodka, ha, remember the face of the young clerk when you put the soda water on the counter, and you were struggling to keep two bottles of vodka from falling out of your bra.

(Young man walks by.)

Mal:  Good times Loll. Hey, doll face, do you want a blow-job?

Loll: Please, Mal, don’t start your shenanigans.

Mal: Shut up, Loll, I am trying to get us some money.

Larry: Are you talking to me, lady?’

Mal: Yes, what are you looking at me like that for?

Larry: I want to make sure that you’re a woman.

Mal: You shit faced bastard. I’ve a good mind to slap you one.

Larry: You try that, lady and I will break your neck.

Mal: Piss off, you little punk.

Larry: I tell you what, why don’t you give my dog a blow job, and I will put it on you tube.

Loll: Let’s go Mal; this is not a nice neighborhood.

Larry: What’s this? Are you talking to yourself? You are one sad case, lady. Get help; go to the hospital, climb to the roof and throw yourself off, ha, ha.

Loll: He’s going, Mal, let’s get out of here.

Mal: I’m going to get even with that bastard.

Loll: Please, Mal, he is just another nobody that you seem to be attracted to.

Mal: I am attracted to men, yes. I am not attracted to people who give me abuse. Look, he’s going into that bar over there. I’m going to follow him and demand an apology.

Loll: Please, Mal, don’t do this. You know the trouble we had in Oklahoma.

Mal: Loll, you are so nervous now, what’s the matter? You used to be a lion. I can remember when you could beat the shit out of people like him. What’s changed?

Loll: I only want to protect you. You are ill, Mal, don’t forget?

Mal: Forget the Illness, I am living now, and by God, I will have my pleasure. Look, Loll, he’s over there with that group of kids.

Loll: I want nothing to do with this, Mal, I have told you what I want, but you are, once again, going your way.

Mal: That’s like a song, or movie, Loll. Remember the film? ‘Going my way’; how wonderful it was. Bing Crosby was the tops then. Life is certainly weird and wonderful isn’t it, Loll? He was the tops then and now it is my turn. Come on, loll, and let’s start a little trouble. Hey you, shit face.

Larry: Well, if it isn’t the Drag Queen?

Mal: I want an apology off you.

Larry: OK, then, here it is. I’m sorry you are a feeble excuse for a woman. I’m also sorry that you didn’t commit suicide last night then I wouldn’t have this conversation.

Mal: You little swine, I ought to kick you in the balls.

Larry; Here I am lady, let me see you try.

Mal: Come outside and I will.

Larry: Well, lady, here we are.

Mal: So we are, and here it is.

Larry: Oh, you fucking whore, I will kill you for that.

Mal: You will have to catch me first, shit face.

Loll: Quick, Mal, let’s get out of here, we don’t want the law here, you know we can’t get mixed up with them again.

Mal: I am enjoying myself, but I can’t run so quickly these days.

Loll: What are you running down this alleyway for? His friends will follow us.

Mal: I want them to.

Loll: Please, Mal, not that.

Mal: If they want to play, let them. I am not someone to back away from a fight, you know that.

Loll: Dear God, please no, Mal.

Lenny: Here she is, Larry, I said she must be nuts for running into this alley. We can rape the shit out of her and then dump her in the river.’

Larry: You can rape the shit out of her you mean; I wouldn’t touch her with your dick, Lenny. I will cut her tits off though, that will be a good start eh?

Mal: You boys seem to be angry for some reason? Can you not just leave this as it is? It was a fair fight after all.

Larry: No-can-do, lady, you have to be dealt with properly. We are the Danger-Boys and this is our area, see, nobody can come here and start trouble; not even the Mince-Kids from twelfth street, let alone a scruffy disease ridden scum-bag like you.

Mal: I don’t know why I like coming to places like this, Loll. I suppose it is the excitement of it all.

Larry: Who are you talking to, lady? Are you nuts?

Mal: I am talking to my husband and he is going to teach you a lesson.

Loll: Please, Mal, let’s just get it over with.

Larry: OK, enough of this shit. Rennie, Duke, hold her down and gag her, and I will cut her tits off.

Mal: Come near me and I will kill you, be warned.

Loll: Please Mal, not again.

Mal: Hush, Loll, they are asking for it, so I will oblige them.

Larry: Yeah, lady, how are you going to oblige us?

Mal: Come here and find out, shit face.

Andy: What’s she doing? I think she’s is a total nutter, Larry, maybe we better just leave her.

Larry: Are you getting scared, Andy?’

Andy: No, but look at her, she is dancing around in a circle and singing as though she didn’t care!’

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Mal: One two buckle my shoe. Three four knock at the door.

Loll: Please Mal, let’s hurry it up.

Mal: No, I want to enjoy it. Five six pickup sticks.

Loll: Watch it, Mal, here he comes.

Mal: A turn to the right, a turn to the left, one dead, two dead, all get red.

They’re starting to run, they have no gun, and I hope to God they have no sons.

Three dead, four dead, five dead, six dead, seven dead with lead in the head.

Now, that was easy, loll; you see how you were worried about nothing.

Loll: Put the gun away while I pick up the empty cases, we don’t want the police getting any evidence.

Mal: I must admit you picked a good place to hide my walther, right here in my bra, and I can also fit the silencer in there.

Loll: OK, Mal, let’s get out of here.

Mal: Right you are Loll, what now? Do you want to go to Niagara Falls? It is lovely at this time of year.

Loll: We have to lie low for a bit. OK, Mal, we can travel easy now, these bums had some serious money on them.

‘That’s the spirit Loll, screw these no-hopers. All he had to say was sorry.

Loll: You’re right, Mal, I am getting too soft. Screw these scum bags.

Mal: We’ll pick up our bags from the motel and off we go just you and me, Loll.

Loll: Yeah, just you and me, Mal, same as always, we can take on the world!

 

Scene two: Saddle Bum bar

 

Mal: Well, Loll, here we are in another shit hole of a motel. What say you to going out for a little dinner, just you and me?

Loll: Hey, look at this in the paper, Mal; the police are baffled by the deaths of seven members of a local gang who were shot in an alley in a suburb of Chicago, we were in the same place!

Mal: I wonder who did it, loll.

Loll: The police say it was probably a rival gang.

Loll: What is this world coming to Mal?

Mal: I know, ha, ha. Screw them all, Loll, let’s buy a car and cruise up to Canada, but first let’s get some food, but  first I want you to listen to a poem I wrote, it is entitled ‘Our Leader’

 

 

Our Leader

I want to pay tribute to our beloved leader.

It wasn’t his fault that he was bit by a beaver.

He got ill with the pox and couldn’t function

He didn’t know the difference from the toilet to a luncheon.

He got out one day and headed for the town it was enough to make his family frown.

He only got as far as the local bar where he managed to meet striptease star.

He was so taken with her that he tried to touch her long hair.

Her boyfriend came over and didn’t recognize our leader, and then he grabbed him by the balls. Our leader cried out, people started to shout, that’s our leader don’ let him fall.

Her boyfriend let go, our leader fell low and collapsed in a pile on the floor.

Give him some air and get him a chair said the people who stood above him.

I’ll be alright said our leader in falsetto voice, maybe I made the wrong choice, I should have grabbed her soft bits instead of her long bits then I wouldn’t feel so bad.

The girl bent over to help our leader she had a lovely smile, our leader saw her cleavage and couldn’t get his leverage he had to tweak her bits.

Her boyfriend saw this came over with a hiss a knocked our leaders teeth in.

It was our leader’s fate to swallow his plate. Our leader now is legend.

Our leader is gone but not forgotten like her boyfriend who feels so rotten.

He is now in jail awaiting his bail but maybe he will be acquitted.

But he should have recognized our leader and been quick witted.

They should put a plaque up in the bar to say…

Our leader was a man of the people, he wouldn’t quit.

He only wanted to feel her soft bits.

 

Loll: I love it Mal, it is so thoughtful and emotional.

Mal: Thank you, Loll, I try to put feeling into it, maybe I should try to publish it?

Loll: I wouldn’t bother just yet, Mal. Why don’t you wait until you… get better?

Mal: You know I won’t get better, Loll.

Loll: Miracles happen, Mal.

Mal: You sweet guy, the thing I feel most sad about is leaving you, Loll.

Loll: I won’t be able to live without you, Mal.

Mal: Don’t be silly, Loll. You will find someone to love you again.

Loll: No, Mal, you are the only woman I have ever wanted. I used to look in the mirror and see your face, Mal; I don’t know if I ever told you that before?

Mal: You sweet, sweet guy, come on Loll, let’s go to the Mall and do some shoplifting.

Loll: Please Mal, not now.

Mal: I’m only joking, loll, we can afford lunch now, yes?

Loll: Yes, Mal, anything you fancy.

Mal: OK, Loll, we are here in the Saddle Bum bar, let’s order beer and ribs.

Loll: Why did you want to come here? This is a crappy place to eat, I wanted us to dine well for once, and not be bothered by bums.

Mal: Relax, Loll, I like these places, the people are real characters, not like Dean Westwell, remember him? He said he wanted to give me some of his stock, I went with him to his office and as soon as the door was shut he tried to drug me with his champagne. I was sure glad you followed us in there Loll; you broke his arm as he tried to get my pants off.

Loll: I knew he was keen on you, Mal, I saw the way he ogled your legs as you sat down.

Mal: You’re my knight in shining denim, Loll. (Old man walks up)

Hank: Are you new here, honey? I haven’t seen you around before.

Mal: I’m with my husband.

Hank: Where is he? Or are you trying to be hard to get?

Mal: He’s around; he always turns up when I need him.

Hank: Well, if he doesn’t turn up I will be pleased to escort you wherever you want to go.

Mal: That’s sweet, thank you.

Hank: It’s not often we see a real lady here.

Mal: I like these sorts of places, they excite me.

Hank: I know lots of exciting places and people.

Mal: I bet you do, what’s your name?

Hank: Henry, what’s yours?

Mal: Mal, its short for Marylyn.

Hank: Wow, I like it, and you can call me Hank, if you like, its short for Henry. Would you like some ribs and beer?

Mal: I’m expecting my husband any time, but if he doesn’t show up after I come back from the ladies room, I’ll certainly have a bite or two with you. (Mal/ Loll go to the toilet)

Loll: Mal, what are you trying to do? This guy is old enough to be your father.

Mal: I am trying to be courteous, he likes me, I can see that and he wants to pay.

Loll: He wants to get your pants off, I can see that.

Mal: You can be very gloomy sometimes, Loll.

Loll: I want to protect you, but you make it so hard, OK, I will let you have your little fling; just make sure you use protection.

Mal: What’s the point, I ’m dying anyway.

Loll: The point is I want you to be safe.

Mal: Thank you, Loll, but I can take care of myself, although I want you to be near; promise me you will be?

Loll: Of course I will; we are like Siamese twins.

Mal: I wrote another poem last night, would you like to hear it, Loll?

Loll: Yes, Mal, you are so talented.

Mal: It’s called Mutant Army.

 

 

 

Mutant Army

I remember all my friends from the Rebel Army but most of them were filthy and barmy.

How can you live with people who think that being a rebel you have to stink?

My killer robot is my best friend he saved my life at Newton’s bend.

The Mutant army was camped in a dell I rolled a barrel bomb down and sent them to hell.

Why do they still function when they are blown to bits?

It’s enough to send me to the pits.

It’s unnerving seeing a severed head trying to talk or a single leg hopping and trying to walk.

Stinky McKenzie knew what was what he would pick up the bits and put them in a pot.

The other people in our crew didn’t have a clue what was in the stew.

Laurie Dingle was one of our mates she was married to a guy called Luke.

She didn’t know what the stew contained, when we told her boy did she puke.

She would let the boys have their way with her, sometimes all at once.

Mutants caught them at it one day they saved Dingle but blew the boys away.

I was upwind having a crap when I heard the scrap but there was nothing I could do.

When I got back the whole place was black with bits of my friends on trees;

What could I do but sit down and scratch I just couldn’t get rid of the fleas.

All the boys were scattered around like confetti at a wedding.

But first things first the fleas had to go I had to get rid of my bedding.

I stripped down to bathe in the river so mucky ten minutes later I came out

as dirty but boy was I lucky; one of the Mutants had come back for his bag which was hanging on a tree, it contained an assortment of female adornments I guess he was a transvestite?

A transvestite Mutant I had never heard of but no matter whether her or he, my robot shot him in the rear and it blew him all over me.

Now I will have to bathe again there was more of the gore on me than the floor.

Two hours later I was at the Mutants camp they were having their way with Dingle.

There were forty odd Mutants standing in a line I knew this was my moment.

I told my robot to stay in the trees while I crept up behind them on my knees.

I stood up to shoot but to my surprise my pants fell down around my thighs.

The Mutants turned around they were having a fit, I pulled the trigger and blew them to bits.

Luckily Dingle was fine apart from the swine who was still trying to fondle her, he only had an arm and part of a leg which was now just a peg but his hand was clutching her bosom.

I shoved it away with a look of dismay as Dingle gazed at me.

Let’s get away from here she said I’m losing my sanity.

I said no wonder you’re sad it’s a blessing you’re not mad, come, we’ll make our way to town.

As we set off to walk some of the bits that could talk said, ‘We’ll get you yet.’

I looked down with disgust at the mess and the pus and gave them a second helping.

They exploded in fire and fell in the mire, oh, what a sight.

Dingle was shaking and I was quaking, we walked for a while she started to smile I asked what happened to your husband?

She said he got blown up in a train and it altered his brain then they turned him into a Mutant.

I said, my God what a future he’s going to have. She said no it’s OK you shot him today he was one of the Mutants inline.

Loll: I love it, Mal; it really shows your blooming talent.

Mal: I’ve got plenty more where that came from, Loll, but have I got the time?

Loll: Please don’t overdo it, Mal.

Mal: I will try to be more of a lady, Loll; you always wanted me to wear conservative clothes didn’t you?

Loll: I also like you in short skirts, you always had good legs.

Mal: Thank you Loll, now, for Mr. Money bags.

(Mal/ Loll walks back into the bar.)

Hank: I thought you were never coming out, honey.

Mal: You’re very eager Mr.?

Hank: Just call me Hank; we don’t want to get bogged down by getting overly familiar, do we?

Mal: You just want a one night stand then?

Hank: Who knows, maybe you could be my regular girl.

Mal: I’m afraid not, my husband wouldn’t like that.

Hank: Well, what about coming over to my hotel for a short while?

Mal: OK, but I have to warn you I like to be pampered.

Hank: Me too, you could scrub my back while we take a bath.

 

Scene three: Hanks hotel

Mal: You naughty man, OK, let’s go.

(They arrive at Hanks hotel)

Mal: My, you have expensive tastes, Hank; this is the top suit isn’t it?

Hank: Yes, and now you can strip off and get on that bed.

Mal: Hold on a bit, you said you wanted to be pampered.

Hank: I’ve changed my mind, I want you on all fours, now get in there.

Mal: I have to warn you that my husband won’t like this; he will beat you silly if you don’t treat me right.

Hank: Oh, I will treat you right; you tarted up excuse for a woman.

Mal: Well, now, I can see you for what you are; a perverted old man.

Hank: And I can see you for what you are, did you think I couldn’t see the Addams apple? You’re just an old perverted man with a fetish for women’s clothes, now get them off!

Mal: I will scream and bring the house down.

Hank: Try it and see what you get, this room is sound proofed and no one will come, do you want to know why? It is because I am the owner, now will you get in there?

Mal: Be nice to me and I will forget all this nastiness, but if you keep this up my husband will beat you black and blue.

Hank: Oh and how will he do that? There is no way he will get in here.

Mal: (stands in the Karate fighting position)

Hank: Well, look at this, I can’t believe my luck, I used to be the county wrestling champion and can still beat the tar out of you.

Mal: And I used to be kicked all over the place until I learnt Karate so it should be a fair fight.

Hank: I’m going to kill you; I know I can get away with it. I have killed many people like you, I hate your type, I will slowly strangle you and then I will cut you up and drop you down the rubbish chute.

Mal: (looking serious) Loll, are you there?

Loll: Yes, baby, I’m here and I will defend you with all my might.

Hank: What is this? Are you crazy?

Loll: Everybody is a little crazy, mister, so do your worst.

Hank: (runs at Mal/Loll, Loll kicks him in the stomach and follows it up with an elbow to the side of the face. Hank folds up and collapses in a heap.)

Mal: I think he’s dead, Loll.

Loll: Good riddance, I say, let’s get out of here, Mal.

Mal: First let’s check out his wallet, seven hundred dollars, not bad.  Get his keys and we’ll look for the safe.

Loll: It could be anywhere?

Mal: You forget, Loll, I’ve been in these places many times, I can smell it, you can be sure it’s behind a locked cabinet.

Loll; Yes here it is, but the safe key isn’t here and there is a combination lock also.

Mal: I can crack the combination, and we will be sure to find the key in another locked cabinet. The most important thing is to find the tape recorder; he probably keeps it nearby as he wouldn’t want anyone to find it.

Loll: It will probably be in the next room. (Loll looks for the key but it’s not there)

Mal: (sitting down and pondering) If I read this right, we could be in big money, Loll.

Loll: How do you mean?

Mal: Mr. Pervert over there probably has things in order, and I think he would keep a backup money supply.

Loll: You mean he has another safe?

Mal: Yes, or a stack somewhere, maybe in a place where no one would ever think of looking, but me.

Loll: How do we get in the next room without making a noise?

Mal: Use your head, Loll, look in the drawers; it’s probably taped under one of them.

Loll: (finds the key and goes into the room) Wow, this place is a regular palace, Mal; Mr. Pervert must have had a fortune.

Hank: Have, you mean, I’m not dead yet.

(Mal looks around to see Hank stood at the door with a flick knife in hand)

Mal: You will be if you don’t tell me where your real money is.

Hank: You’re a regular little schemer, aren’t you?

Mal: I’m more than that; I’m your worst nightmare.

(Hank comes toward Mal slowly with the knife. Mal pulls her gun out and shoots him in the kneecap)

Hank: You little shit!

Mal: You didn’t know I had a gun, did you? Now, give me the combination and keys of the other safe and be quick about it.

Hank: I’d rather die than give you anything.

Mal: (shoots him in the other kneecap)

Hank: Aaaah, you bloody bastard, OK, it’s behind the bath panel.

Mall: (finds the key and gets the combination and location of the safe from Hank)

Mal: OK, Mr. Moneybags, after we get the tapes and stuff from the other safe we will leave you in peace, if you ever try to inform the police or anyone else about what happened here, then these tapes of your former crimes will be brought out of storage, do you understand?

Hank: Yes

Mal: You will have to say that you shot yourself by accident which will make you seem like a complete fool, but accidents happen, yes?

Hank: Just go away, I want to get help.

Mal: Yes, you will probably know someone who will patch you up with no questions asked. If you ever try to find me, I will be back and finish you off. Well, it’s not been very nice to meet you, remember me as someone who will keep a close eye on your life from now on, so try to be better. Bye.

(Mal/ Loll walks out of the hotel like a call girl; with a large shopping type bag over her shoulder, no one takes any notice.)

Loll: What now, Mal?

Mal: I think a taxi to the bus station and on to Canada, Loll. By the way, I have a new poem for you, would you like to hear it?

Loll: Of course, Mal.

Mal: It’s called my Killer Robot.

 

My Killer Robot

I have a killer robot that makes me feel so proud.

Whenever I’m in trouble he always shouts so loud.

Leave my Daddy alone or I will kill you, he exclaims.

I should take him back to the factory but I want him to remain.

How could I get by without my robot back-up?

People in the city feel they should pack up.

Why should I leave my home and roots just because Mutants have decided to loot.

The Government can’t help they are adverse; some people say they are a curse.

I wish I could go back to 2095 when everything was so simple,

You could take a robot pill to get rid of a pimple.

How did it come to Earth War three?

It still baffles me.

Star ships came to help us move to an unknown world where

Things would be approved.

The Alien-Bods are a terrible race they try to kill us at every place.

I pray to God to get rid of the Bods, but all we get are more Mutant pods.

Our band of rebels is getting less, everyone is under stress.

We need a leader like Genghis Khan but all we have is Jerry Macfarn.

He’s not so bad but without his feet he can’t really run, his life is now bleak.

He has robot legs which do as they please they separated at the knees.

His name is now shorty, his life became strife when Mutant s tried to grab his wife.

They grabbed her behind she turned around to find Mutants ogling her bits.

She tried to scream but no one was seen until Jerry came on the scene.

He leveled his laser-gun but the Mutant was faster by a ton.

Shorty was struck in the thighs it reduced his size but his courage never did falter.

What became of his wife no one knows perhaps she’s a Mutant now?

I can remember I had my way with her but she was as a silly cow.

I remember Jack Crow he was the leader of our squad, he had a face like a ferret but a body like a God.

Alien-Bods captured him in Bose they cut off his scrotum and sewed it to his nose.

Now he is known as the dick that smelled an unfitting tribute to a guy so swell.

I remember his wife she was as lovely as Venus, but her husband had a nose like a penis.

She left him flat, he then became fat with nothing but eat but garbage and crap.

He decided to attack the Mutants camp but he only got as far as the main door ramp.

A Mutant jumped from high on the walls and landed on his face and his balls.

Life was never the same after that, how could it be with a face like a t—.

Loll: I love it Mal, it’s so you.

Mal: Thank you Loll, OK, let’s go.

 

To be continued in The Rhyming Schizophrenic Avenger Book Two

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The Hidden Portal Book Three

The Hidden Portal

Book Three

By Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt

The students who complete this mission will receive a reward. The reward will be something of great importance. Only students of high perception will achieve their goal. This series of tests is an enigma and a simple way for you to find a treasure of inestimable value. This is not a game; it is a way to freedom. Do not doubt, but keep always in your consciousness the light at the end of the tunnel, or the Hidden Portal. The clues are in my books, artwork, and other places, please don’t get discouraged, you are the future and the future is eternity, please believe it.

Test one…Who betrayed Bradley 3 in Robot World?

 

Robot World

End of Earth

By Colin J Platt

Smashwords Edition

Copyright Colin J Platt 2014

 

 

The robot looked on impassively. Bradley 3 knew he was doomed from the moment he had walked in.  He took a chance and failed. The complex was multi secured, and robot-controlled.

Dying wouldn’t be so hard for him after watching his family being taken to the burning rooms. The robots had found out about the plan to sabotage the 51st Robot Processing Plant and Bradley 3’s father and brothers were caught along with several others. The robots didn’t need to torture them, but they may as well have as the mind probes they used were just as bad.

He just wished he could have got to the actual process room where he intended to booby trap the central power unit that controlled the robots. The ever present android mutated machines that controlled everything from birth to death. Bradley 3 was glad that this would be the last time he would look upon the purposely designed unsmiling faces of the controllers, as the robots were called.

Bradley 3 had taken it upon himself to plant the device for the underground, but the information he had been given was wrong! Why had he been directed to this room? The plan had been gone over many times. He was supposed to meet Dillon 5 here, and access the control panel at precisely three o clock.

Well, one thing was for sure, they wouldn’t use any mind probes on him, he was fitted out with a tiny fusion bomb.  He wished he could see the look on the chief robot controller’s face as it went off disintegrating himself and the western side of the robot complex. Of course it would have been better if he could have survived and seen it for himself, but it didn’t make much difference as they would have caught him in the end. The robots were good at catching people; it was easy to them, as people were fitted with neck implants from birth which recorded every detail of their boring lives. The underground had taken out the implant on Bradley 3. The pain was unbearable but worth it knowing that the tiny bomb was in its place.

How did it come to this? He asked himself the same question a thousand times. Just two generations ago people were in charge, they had everything that ultra-modern life could supply. The private fabrication machines were everything that one could desire, designing and building whatever people needed from furniture to motor transport, of course, some people over did things and fabricated too much of everything resulting in a drastic shortage of space.

The government at the time was beginning to lean towards robot controlling methods. This was the beginning of the end for human governmental methods. 2184 was the year robots began to take over; of course they couldn’t have done it without the collaborators. These people were very hard to find, but with the help of the underground we were able to identify them and eliminate them.  Many of our own people were rounded up by the controllers and took to the burning rooms in retaliation. Of course, it wasn’t really retaliation.

The controllers were incapable of retaliation. It was simply robot processing.

Bradley 3 is now resigned to his fate, but couldn’t understand why the robot didn’t use the sonic device to restrain him. Bradley 3 knew that if the robot used the device it would trigger the bomb.

 

The robot began to speak:

‘Hello, I am Dillon 5.’

Bradley 3 was aghast. Why hadn’t they told him about the situation?

‘Are you alright? I am to help you to access the power supply unit, the robot said.’

‘Yes,’ Bradley 3 said, I am just astonished that you are a robot!’

Yes, I can understand that, so that is why I kept you under observation. I wanted to make sure you are Bradley 3, as you have no neck implant.’

‘Well, let’s get on with it then I want to blow the crap out of the Western section and cause a reaction that will run into the other sites.’

‘There is ample time. First, I want you to give me all the information about the underground base, and access to the data files.’

‘What?’

‘I have to have this information if I’m to help you.’

‘Why”

‘Because I am the first processed robot to operate with the underground, therefore I have to have the information.’

‘Why didn’t they give you the info when you were first processed?’

‘It would have compromised the situation.’

‘Nobody told me anything about this.’

‘That is because you would have been picked up on the sensors.’

‘What sensors?’

‘It is a new device that will allow the controllers to finally take control by eliminating the human element.’

‘What’ do you mean?’

‘The controllers intend to exterminate the people.’

Bradley 3 was now worried that this was some sort of set-up.

‘I’m not happy with this, either you help me now or I will detonate the device!’

‘You must be desperate to contemplate such a move?’

‘You have no idea what desperate means. I lost my family because of robots!’

‘It is true I don’t have the capacity to comprehend desperation, but I do know what the effect will be once human-kind has been eliminated.’

‘Oh, and what would that be?’

‘Robots would become unnecessary.’

‘Well, tell that to the Controllers.’

‘They already know. They sent me to ask you to cooperate, or die.’

‘I knew it, you are one of them!’

Bradley 3 was now pressing the switch to trigger the fusion bomb but there was no reaction.

‘It is no use trying to set off the bomb it has been neutralized.’

‘You may as well kill me now, I won’t be processed again.’

‘We don’t want you to have another implant; we want you to volunteer to be an android.’

‘What? You must be joking?

‘We never joke.’

‘That would be a fate worse than death.’

‘We know that humans fear nothing worse than death, so your logic is wrong.’

‘I will not be an android.’

‘We thought you would behave this way so that is why we inserted a micro needle in your neck as you entered the room.’

‘Just tell me one thing, who was it that betrayed us?’

‘No one, we have been monitoring you all for some time. The process of transferring your brains into robot bodies has already begun. Within twelve months everyone will be an android.  We just wanted the last pieces of information from you, which you have supplied.’

Bradley 3 is now rooted to the spot. He is isolated with his own thoughts, and those thoughts were too terrible to contemplate.

Two hours later Bradley 3 was an android. In his human life Bradley 3 was a leader, but as an android he was the same as anyone else, the logic is perfect if you think about it, but who is to think about it?

The end.

 

Test two…

Who is the Third Officer in ‘End of Earth?’

 

 

End of Earth

 

The time is now 2.am. I am just starting my shift aboard the Galactic Starship Freeway.

We were seven years into the long, mind-numbing, lonely and boring nine year trip to

Thannus 2. The hologram room is out of action plus half of the food store has been contaminated with some sort of spores which we can’t as yet identify.

Twelve crew members are now in long term isolation. This is to help stem the spread of whatever the spores are.

I was lucky. I was in sleep mode at the time of the contamination. But I am one of only seven crew members left to get this ship to its destination.

Sorry if I sound a bit crabby on the record-log but you can understand why.

I have to keep the record-log with me at all times, and keep the conversation strictly formal, which is a nuisance.

‘Dutch,’ my best buddy is one of the people in isolation.

But to top it all, our pets have also been isolated, two cats plus two mutant-mantors from the planet Zerion.

Boy! What a special time that was. Making first contact with the people from Zerion, it was awesome.

The year was 2215 everyone was in panic mode as the giant saucer like craft hovered above Washington D.C, although prior notice had been given to us. The excitement was overpowering.

That was seven years ago.

The Zerion’s taught us many things, especially space travel. They updated our space fleet almost at once. Now look at me, stuck here for two more years.

‘No, record-log, I don’t mean for you to look at me! It’s just an expression.’

OK, OK! The record-log is asking for my identification. How many times have I got to press

my thumbprint onto the log-board and then let it scan my eye? God, my voice print is all it should need. OK, here goes. Steven Smith, Engineer first-class, security code 12570, alpha. Satisfied!

Right, now back to the record. The computer has been acting up; it keeps changing its voice and getting the stock wrong; everything from food to hardware. It should be easy to access, but now we are struggling with even the basic items.

I just hope we can make it to Thannus 2. Thannus 1 is the planet everyone wants to visit. It is

less crowded and has fewer aliens.

Thannus 2 is a world where they used Continent-Creation;’ Okay if you want to live in an ideal world but give me natural creation every time.

‘Yes, record-log, I know I should keep the information to matters about the ship. But I want to talk tonight; I feel it might be important later.

I noticed earlier that the life support system was acting up. It said that the oxygen filter system was in need of repair but it checked out Okay; computer, please keep it under surveillance.

Why should all these things be happening?

‘I know you don’t know record-log! I’m talking to myself.’

The Zerion’s themselves created this technology!

I wish the Captain was here; but he got contaminated also plus the Second Officer.

The only person in charge of this class 2 freighter, at this time, is me!

I’m going to get John out of sleep mode if these errors keep happening. John is the Third

Officer.

I mean, damn it all. I am only an engineer. There should be two serving officers with other crew at all times. That is what the manual says, I should know, I studied the damn thing for six years to reach this point, now look at me!

‘No, record-log, I know you can’t look at me. It’s just an expression!’ My God, please give me some peace.

I am now in the cargo area. Why do the Animion’s want so much mercury? There is enough of the stuff here to float the Queen Mary. Also the supplies of phosphorus, it is another highly dangerous thing, why do they need it? These elements can be produced in any number thanks to the Zerion’s. They said Earth was a wonderful place to produce from. It has an abundance of minerals and everything else that is in short supply on Zerion.

The planet Animion is another friend to us bringing huge food supplies by giant ships; food that had been produced by Animion scientists. We simply could not have coped with the rationing at that time, but for the Animion’s.

Everyone had to abide by the law. We had just one small box of food per household a day plus the man-made supplements.

There was a food poisoning scare about three years ago but it faded out with just a few hundred thousand dead. No one could get much info at that time as all the power in the entire world went off for 24 hours!

‘No, record-log, you don’t have to log this info. I am just talking to myself.’

‘Why do I talk to myself, you ask? Because it comforts me, yes, I know you can’t relate to that answer. Please, just let me talk.’

The power crisis was awesome. Millions dead; but we still have billions to spare. I know it

sounds thoughtless, but we couldn’t have carried on much longer but for our alien friends.

They upgraded everything from computers to robots. Robots are now the saviors of Earth,

helping with everything from caring for the elderly and disabled to doing every job you can

think of.

I know we had our own robots at that time but the Animion robots are awesome; they are more like people really, but very strong.

People don’t have to work anymore. There were a few scares a few years ago when some robots killed their owners but on the whole they are invaluable.

Some people say that the robots are too much like the Animion’s with faces and expressions

which are scary, but that is to be expected, yes?

‘No! I am not asking you, record-log. Just be quiet.’

I think I will inspect the special cargo that was brought aboard earlier.

It is unusual that it was given first priority and not inspected by the officer on watch?

Well, I will inspect it.

The record-log is telling me not to open the crate. But I am getting a message from the computer telling me that the record-log is going into shut down mode. I knew it. That is probably why everything is going haywire.

But I must admit though, I like it when the record-log does silly things. Just like the people on Earth and prone to mistakes, well I’m not going to make one this time, where is the access code lock for the crate?

Damn the record-log for going into shut down mode.

Well what do you know? Here it is right at the side of the crate. It must be first priority, Okay,

here goes…

 

I type in my security number and Bingo…

‘Message from record-log:

At 2.22am, On 22.2. 2222. Steven Smith, Engineer first class and last officer to be disposed of.

First day of destruction of Earth to commence immediately:

Mercury and Phosphorus neutron bombs are to be used.

Message to Zerion from the Animion Empire: thank you for finding us this planet; it will be a useful place to store our minerals.

No survivors.

End of Line…

 

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Test three…How did Debra the lightship get her name and who is the potential Guardian on the lost ship?

 

 

 

Dan Sherman Space Guardian

All Worlds

Book Four

Smashwords Edition

By Colin J Platt

Copyright Colin J Platt 2014

Table of contents

Chapter 31-A Wedding in the Tyrol

Chapter 32-Surprising Update

Chapter 33-Fairies

Chapter 34-Lightship briefing

Chapter 35-Lost Ship

Chapter 36-Base Camp

Chapter 37-Isolation

Chapter 38-Return to Earth Base

Chapter 40-Unknown Space

Chapter 31-A Wedding in the Tyrol

 

Back on the sub base at Halffa, Reeas was looking at me with love. I gently stroked her shoulder. Zelda3 said, ‘Dan and Reeas, we are grateful, you have helped restore the balance on Halffa, and the other planets in the group. Please take a break and report back in two weeks for a mission.’

‘OK,’I said, I was now used to the ‘mission’ part of things.

usually they were a little more than a mission; they were usually a full blown crisis. I didn’t even ask this time what sort of Job it was going to be. I can feel Zelda3 is waiting for me to ask but I just acted nonchalant.

She smiled.

‘Where shall we go, Reeas? I said.’

‘Let’s get married.’

‘What?’

‘Yes, why not?’

‘OK,’ I said!

Zelda3 said, ‘Congratulations.’ Deria said she wanted to be a bridesmaid.

I said ‘let’s go to Austria, its perfect.’

‘Yes, Dan, it is.’

Now, you students say, how can we go somewhere like Earth when we are in a different Universe. I say, we are trainee Guardians and have access. Really, it is through dreams, imagination, and memory, and Reeas and I have amassed a lot of each. One thing I know, there is going to be a lot of dancing going on. I just thought about the classic Austrian dance by men who get kicked up the backside, Imagine Cloft and another Tourgen doing that, ha. (To cut out all the mundane stuff, I have not included all the usual things that the Guardians might consider wrong to put on these recordings.) I will just say the wedding was beautiful and nothing was spared as everything was free, yes, laid on by the Guardians, and of course we could also dream of the same place, and so, be there. We danced in the air all around the mountains to heavy metal music’.

I was now feeling very confident in my role as a Guardian.

My consciousness had improved beyond measure, also my understanding of life on a multi-universe footing.

The next mission was now starting to come through from base.

Reeas said, time to get back to work Dan.’

 

Chapter 32-Surprising Update

Zelda3 was waiting in the briefing room, ‘This job should be a-piece-of-cake for you two, she said.’

‘What about Deria? I said.

‘She and her Sister will be on extended leave to visit their home planet.’

‘Now, Dan and Reeas, please come here.’

We stood opposite Zelda3 which was unnerving as she was so attractive.’

‘Close your eyes,’ she said.

‘What do you see?

‘I can see your outline. Reeas said.’

‘Yes, I can also see you, but vaguely.’

‘Good,’ she said.

‘Now, please go to the twenty-third level of meditation!’

‘What?’ I said, ‘That’s not possible, is it?’

‘Yes, it is, you are now able to access more deeper levels now that you are in this Universe, now again, close your eyes.’

After two minutes, she said, ‘Now, what do you see?’

Reeas said, ‘I can see a spaceship’

‘Yes, I also can see it,’ I said, ‘what is it?’

‘Please,’ Zelda3 said, ‘Just concentrate for a while.’

After five minutes, she said, ‘Now, what can you access? What are you conscious of?’

‘I could now focus on the inside of the ship!’ I said.

‘And you Reeas? What are you aware of?’

Reeas said, ‘Yes, I can also access the inside of the ship, and I am trying to access the records from the computer.’

‘Very good,’ Zelda3 said. Now, you can open your eyes again.’

‘What ship is it?’ I said.

‘That is your next mission.’

‘Really,’ Reeas said?

 

‘Yes, that ship has been travelling through space for three hundred and seventy-five years! It left its own planet to search out appropriate local star systems but got into difficulties.

The ships computer did a maintenance job on itself and failed.

That was one hundred and fifty-two years ago. Since then they have been simply hoping to find a Planet suitable to settle on.’

‘Wow,’ I said. ‘It’s the classic lost-in-space scenario.’

‘Yes,’ Zelda3 said, ‘and it is no joke.’

‘No,’ I said, ‘I didn’t mean it to be.’

Maybe I’m being a bit too ‘Dan Sherman’ I thought?

Their home Planet has long been technologically advanced beyond the ships abilities, I want you to go to the ship and update the computer and any other part of the ship which needs improvement.

There is also one member of the crew who is a potential Trainee-Guardian, I want you to access her and report the data to me; her name is Tyren. As you now know, their home planet is called Amiron, and yes, it is in the Humanoid Universe. Please access Amiron and make sure the ships abilities are on par with their home planet. You can then send the ship back. As you know, it will only take several years to return home.’

‘How far from the Veritalanian-Meridian is it?’ Reeas said.

‘That is the trouble; it will contact the meridian in less than five days.’ Now I was starting to see the details of this little mission. If the ship contacts the Veritalanian-meridian it will be catapulted at enormous speed into the Non-Humanoid Universe.

Don’t ask me to give you the exact speed as no one knows, yes, my student friend’s, that’s right, not even the Guardians know as it changes all the time. The other troubling detail is the trajectory will put it online to contact the Groveelion border. The Groveelions, my student friends, are not very nice people, well, they are not people exactly, but cloud-like beings which don’t like to be disturbed, in fact they are something like the Llantrea, yes, you got, it they like to dominate space. ‘The Groveelions have already tried to warn the ship, but as you know, the ship cannot pick up any signal from the Groveelions as the ship isn’t in the same space, never mind the same radio frequency, not that the Groveelions have radio. So you see the difficulty.

‘Dan, Reeas, do you understand the implications of this mission?

‘Yes,’ said Reeas. ‘We have to get there before five days.’

‘Why was this situation allowed to get so near the critical point?’ I said, feeling I might have said the wrong thing.

‘Because, as you know, we wanted to assess the Groveelion technology and it is alarmingly like the Llantrea in respect of the telepathic, or rather, higher mental ability, it is known as ‘Ethereal-Blending.’

‘So you want us to leave it till the last minute, so you can assess the Groveelions.’

‘Yes.’ said Zelda3. ‘Don’t worry, we will be monitoring everything.’

‘Do the Groveelions know about the Guardians?’ I said.

‘We don’t think so, but we aren’t sure either way. The Groveelions are very hard to assess as you now know. Please update yourself from your ships computer, and take your friends the Tourgen Clones just for effect, so to speak.’

‘We can’t fight clouds can we?’ Reeas said.

‘No, but it is always best to be prepared.’

As it turned out, we really needed them later.

 

 

 

Chapter 33-Dancing With Fairies

 

Now for you Students: Where did the Veritalanian-Meridian get its name you ask? Well, my friends, it all started a long time ago, sixteen million years actually. The Veritalanian were a race of beings not unlike the Groveelions, they conquered all space bordering the Non-Human, and the Human Universes, and this lasted for whole small-yuga. A Yuga, as you know, is a stage or cycle. Eventually the Veritalanian were defeated mostly because they were by now too much into peace and harmony, also they were complacent in thinking they were all Powerful, anyway the Veritalanian-Meridian is still very much part of the Guardian’s library, and as such, will be on the star charts for a very long time. The Star records are in the base at Citadel which is the central library on the planet Equeene. The star base is inaccessible; only Guardians and anyone who has special permission are allowed to go there.

OK, time for R & R (Rest and Relaxation.) Reeas and I are going into the dream worlds for some sweet rhythm. Imagine being able to dance to whatever music you happen to like but in the air, or anywhere you happen to like whether it is mountains, which happen to be my favorite, or maybe you would like to dance underwater with dolphins, or Mermaids? Yes, they exist, as you know. On the astral plane you can do, or be anything you want, I say anything, but as you know we have to do things in the name of God, or whatever you believe God to be.

We decided to go to Deria’s Home Planet Sandora to say our goodbyes for now. As you know, Reeas and I already visited the Fairy Kingdom some time ago, but this world was different; it was a very spiritual place and Deria is a higher spiritual being.

We arrived to a lovely reception, Deria and her sister were the hosts and we got the V.I.P tour. Music seemed to be coming out of everything, any plant, or any animal and beautiful music, not the kind of music we know on Earth, but which is only heard on the higher inner planes, can you imagine reading your best loved poetry and with every word the sound current lifts you up one notch. Now multiply that by a million!

Yes, I know it is hard to imagine, but that is the only way you will be able to understand it, you could also look on it like this- lose any thought of the physical body, now imagine you are a fairy, lighter than air; now lose that animal mind, yes, that part of you which we can’t keep under control, go higher, don’t be afraid; now enter into that one consciousness state and you are in heaven, so to speak. If you can understand that my friends you are doing well. What would the music to this experience be? You can pick as I can’t really relate it to the earthly mind at this time.

How long Reeas and I were on cloud-nine was any ones guess, I just hope we don’t have a confrontation with the clouds on Groveelion. We said our goodbyes to Deria, and friends then simply rested.

 

Chapter 34-Lightship Briefing

 

Back at the sub base we decided to make the emergency landing base on the asteroid known as Aulous our physical base. It was within easy space flight of the Veritalanian-Meridian. We would leave it to the last day then act. All Reeas and I had to do was look again into the light book to re-equip ourselves with the language, and other such things we needed to function near the meridian. The gravity will be awesome, I hear you say. That is why we are taking light suits, although the ship will be able to cope quite easily, Debra reassured me in her sultry voice. If I didn’t know better, I could swear she was coming on to me. Reeas said it was my own mind that made Debra act like this! I suppose in a way, we sort of want the other sex to like us, so maybe that is what is happening? Debra is now saying be careful when I just leave the ship! I will start to worry when she changes into a hologram to attract me, and then into a robot which she could also do easily. On a more serious note: we have to pass through the Ghost-Zone which it is a phenomenon. The Veritalanian-Civilization who is long dead has left their Guards to worry any Groveelions, and any beings who stray too close to their space. It usually manifests itself as mental images and sounds that can drive people to do silly things such as jump out of the airlocks into space. I suppose it was mainly to trouble the Groveelions but it can affect other beings. That is why we have to make sure we don’t let anything happen to our friends from Amiron.

Now, you say, how can anyone be affected by the other side of the border, which is the Veritalanian-Meridian. Well, I can tell you we would be, but for the fact that we won’t be on that side of the border, but on the asteroid Aulous, which is a safe

distance away from the meridian in the Humanoid Universe, so we won’t get pulled into it.

OK, now you students should be up to date with everything that has taken place so far, yes? Good. You can do a training exercise from the hologram room at the sub base on Earth. Don’t forget to upload your thought patterns.

OK, the day is here, we enter the ship, Debra says, ‘Hello, Dan, how are you?’

I feel she is again being a little too forward, as she has indeed made herself into a hologram! Yes, she is still on screen but now and again, she steps out, and walks up and down the console, and I have to say she is very attractive, but as you know, she is just sensing my brain Pattern.

‘I am trying to concentrate, Debra.’ I said.

‘OK, Dan, but I am here if you want me.’

We got underway. I asked Debra to get us all the info from the lost ship over the last few years, I noticed that Tyren had lost her father just ten months ago, also she had lost her mother some years back. She is good learner, very quick on the uptake with a high consciousness. The rest of the crew are on a sort of shift system with most of them in suspended animation, there are seven hundred and forty-three people on board, with many in long term storage; some of these were put into a permanent state of suspension because they were involved in a mutiny, yes, that’s right, they tried to take over the ship eighty two years ago. I suppose they got fed up when they realized they had an unknown time to spend on a lost ship. The records show that there may have been a habitable planet quite near at that time, but the captain in charge at that time would not alter course. The ship itself was at the time of manufacture state-of–the-art, but as you can imagine, after three hundred and seventy five years, things need updating. For instance, the fabrication machines they have are very outdated.

Zelda3 then came on the screen, then as a hologram.’

‘I thought I would check whether you were OK.’

‘Yes,’ I said, everything is OK.’

‘You know they can only make certain substances such as cloth,

rubber, and certain plastics. If anything needs serious building such as tools, and engine parts then they struggle as engineering machines such as lathes were thought to take up too much space.’

‘Lathes?’ I said.

‘Yes,’ Zelda3 said, ‘don’t forget, fabrication machines were not the ultra-machines they are now.’

I felt like I had put my foot in it again. I think Zelda 3 has

that sort of effect on me; she is without doubt the most desirable woman I have ever encountered. Reeas knew I was having issues with Zelda3 but just let it go. Zelda3 also knew, and that made me feel even more like a fool.

Why doesn’t she change her appearance to a sort of motherly school teacher instead of an ultra-gorgeous babe?’ I thought.

‘Is this what you want?’ Zelda3 said.

‘Standing there in place of Zelda3 is Mrs. Beverly from high school in my next to last life time on Earth, Yes, you got it, the one where I was killed at the Normandy Landings. Mrs. Beverly was a kindly woman who liked to mollycoddle us boys, maybe because she hadn’t any children of her own. She was a short middle aged woman who looked stressed out, but I really liked her, she cared, and that is what counts.

‘No,’ I said, ‘not really, but it is nice to see my old school teacher again.’

‘And your great, great, great, great, great, grandmother.’

‘Really?’ I said, ‘Why didn’t I know that?’

‘You would have later, but no-harm-done.’ said Zelda.

No-harm-done seemed to be a regular saying of hers.

I suppose that is Karma. People in Iowa at that time lived in small towns, people knew everybody, and generally reincarnated together many times. But at that time things were not good, the depression was on, and people sometimes starved for lack of food. Crops withered in the fields, People moved away. I was glad when Dad managed to find work out of town, but I missed him. I was nineteen when I joined the Marines. I couldn’t wait to give ‘Jerry’ some stick! Trouble was, I didn’t get off the landing craft, OK, enough!

Zelda3 said, ‘Can you now concentrate,’

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘that little episode sort of straightened things out.’

‘What do you mean?’ Reeas said.

‘I mean, I need to visit my Parents from that life time, right,

Zelda3?’

‘Yes, they were asking about you, when you died in World-War two they always wanted to visit your grave in France, but they couldn’t afford it.’

‘So I should visit them, right?’

‘Yes, now please go on to the lost ship, and do your best, my-Guardians.’

I was feeling pretty good at that moment, I can tell you. Zelda 3 calling us her Guardians, Wow!

Zelda3 was now gone and in her place was Debra. Yes, you got it, in the guise of Zelda3!

‘What are you doing Debra?’ I said.

‘Nothing’ she said, ‘I just thought I would spruce myself up a bit.’

‘You don’t need to; you are very attractive as you are.’

‘Really?’

‘Yes, now please get us to the ship.’

Then with a wink she was gone.

‘What are we going to do with her?’ Reeas said.

‘Nothing, I kind of like all these ultra-attractive females here with me.’

Reeas laughed, she was the most caring person I could wish for.

 

Chapter 35-Lost Ship

 

We are now within communication distance from the lost ship. I say communication distance, but as you know, their radio, or communication system is different from ours, so we had to alter things a little. I said to Reeas, ‘Do you want to take this,’ referring to the job of first-contact.

‘No, Dan, you are doing fine.’

‘Very well,’ I said, ‘but you know I’m not too good at first impressions.’

‘My first impression of you was very good,’ she said.

‘Thanks, that is all I want. OK, here we go.’

‘Star ship from Amiron, do you read me?’ I could by now see and hear everything on the Amiron ships bridge, and I could tell they had only just received my message at the time it was sent. In other words, they had no prior knowledge we were near. I could see the people in charge scrambling to the microphone.

Boy, it must have been a momentous few seconds for them.

‘Yes, please go on, who are you? Are you from Amiron?’

They are excited, and I can’t blame them. I realized they were by now over-the-moon, but I also noticed that the ships defences were now in red mode, with the defence shields up.

Debra said, ‘Their weapons are trained on us, Dan.’

‘OK, Debra, I know.’

‘I know, she said, but I thought I would let you know anyway.’

‘Thank you Debra.

‘Please, Debra.’ said Reeas, ‘we are trying to contact them.’

‘I know, said Debra, I am just trying to be helpful.’

‘Thank you,’ said Reeas, ‘we can handle it.’

with that, Debra made a sort of humph noise, and went blank.

‘Unknown ship, can you read us?’ they said.

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘I can also see your shields are up, and your weapons are trained on us.’

The person who was in charge looked flustered.

‘Hurry up and get the captain out of sleep mode.’ He said to one of his ship mates.

‘There is no need to panic.’ I said, ‘we are friendly.’

‘Good,’ he said, ‘we too are friendly. Will you please state your intentions?’

‘Our Intentions are to help you.’ I said.

‘Really?’ he said.

I could by now access everything I needed to sort out whatever needed to be done to get the ship back on track to Amiron, also anything else that was needed to supply and equip it. I could see the Info-Scrambler had been activated on their ship. This means they were trying to access our computer.

‘These are not very trusting people.’ I said to Reeas.

‘No, but to be fair, you can’t blame them, their computer will be unable to access anything about us, so it is only natural they will be a little suspicious.’

‘Yes, but this guy in charge is very Grumpy, I can tell by his thought pattern.’

‘Yes, said Debra, I wouldn’t trust him, Dan.’

‘Thank you Debra.’ I said.

By now the Captain had arrived in a very agitated state, I knew what he was going through. Anyone who has been in deep Sleep mode knows well enough what a pain it is to wake up. He had to sit down to gather himself together.

‘Don’t worry, Captain Kriron, we will wait till you are rested.’

I knew that would shake them up a bit.

‘How do you know our names?’ he said.

‘We know everyone’s name on your ship; we also know everything that we need to know to get you back on track to Amiron,’

‘What?’ He said.

‘Yes, you are to be sent home.’

‘No!’ he shouted, ‘we are on a mission to find new worlds.’

‘Can we come over and discuss it.’ I said.

‘Not if you insist on trying to send us home. He said.’

‘This is going to be harder than I thought,’ I said to Reeas.

‘Yes, I suspected this would happen.’

‘OK,’ I said, ‘now what?’

Debra said, ‘Their weapons are charged Dan.’

‘Yes Debra, I said, I know.’

‘You know we will be contacting the Veritalanian-Meridian in seven hours.’ Reeas said.

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘I know. OK, let’s get aboard their ship.’

‘Can I come, Dan.’ Debra said.

‘How?’ I said.

‘I can come as a hologram.’

‘You don’t need to come.’ Reeas said, ‘you can access anything we can while here on the ship.’

‘Yes,’ Debra said, ‘but I want to be near Dan.’

I glanced at Reeas with a ‘we might-have-a-problem look.’

‘Can you actually appear as part of the ship Debra? I mean, as a Robot.’

‘I am not a robot!’ she said!

‘No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean robot. You know what I mean, as part of the ship, in body form.’

‘Yes,’ Debra said.

‘Good,’ I said. ‘Yes, you can come with us, Debra; will you also be in charge of the ship?’

‘Of course, dear.’ she said.

Reeas was by now a little concerned about Debra.

OK, now for you students out there, yes, I know, it is funny that Debra is acting strange but I am not worried, after all, a ship of our magnitude will regenerate often, so it is just part of the process. She seems to be attracted to me; I’m not complaining, who wouldn’t want a gorgeous female light body near them. Reeas and I knew that with our light suits we could simply fall out into space and fly over to the Amiron ship, and then simply push our way in without endangering either ourselves or the Amiron ship.

‘This should be a shock to them.’ I said.

Debra said. ‘Yes dear.’

‘Please, Debra, don’t call me dear in front of them, will you?’

‘Why not?’

‘Just don’t,’

‘All right, but I can’t understand why?’

‘Just call me Dan, as usual.’

‘OK, Dan,’ she said, sounding a little put out.

‘Make sure they can’t see what is happening Debra, will you.’

‘Yes Dan dear. Only joking, she said.’

I took a deep breath sighed and then we pushed our way out into space and then flew over to the Amiron which is the actual name of the ship. It was a giant of a craft some several thousand yards long with massive laser guns which are capable of destroying any normal craft, of course, our craft isn’t normal. We reached the main entry door and simply, yes, I know I use simply a lot but things do seem easy when you are a Guardian. We simply walked into the airlock room then through into the main boarding compartment.

The look on the crew members faces as we walked in was one of total shock. I saw that security people were in the room also with high-intensity blasters at the ready, in fact, one went off and glanced off my suit, then ricocheted into the wall making a substantial hole. I knew the damage was serious as the air re-filter system was now in danger of failure.

‘What the hell,’ shouted one of the crew?

‘Don’t worry,’ I said, ‘Debra, get that will you?’

Debra walked over to the wall and touched it. The repair was now done.

‘God almighty,’ Shouted another of the crew. I thought to myself, this crew is a lot like people from Earth, trigger happy, and nervous.

‘Please don’t use your weapons anymore, someone might get injured, now take us to your captain.’

You students know that Reeas and I are still in our regular clothes, plus our light suits which are invisible. Debra is in a skimpy dancing dress with frilly tassels at the elbows. I was going to say something but I thought no, leave it. Also she had on very high heels and lovely earrings.

‘Please, Debra.’ I whispered, ‘can you just be normal?’

‘Why don’t you like me?’ she said?

‘I do,’ I said, ‘but we are at work.’

I could now see the crew from the Amiron are confused.

The security chief was eyeing us with menace. I could tell he was stressed out and unsure what to do. I could also read his thought pattern and knew I had to watch him with closely. I said please let us go to the bridge. He gestured with his laser rifle to walk to the main door. We walked up a very long corridor to the bridge. Debra was by now walking like a fashion model on a catwalk.

Reeas said, ‘What are we going to do about her?’

I said, ‘What can we do?’

The security guards were in front and at the rear with guns Ready. I instructed Debra by thought to neutralize their weapons.

‘OK, Danny,’ she said.

Oh, hell, I thought, why bother, just accept it. The more I get bothered about Debra, the more it seems to get worse. We reached the bridge, by now there are lots of people around us.

Why I didn’t just readjust the Amiron from our ship, I thought.

‘Hello Captain.’ I said. ‘We are from the emergency landing base on the asteroid Aulous,’

‘I don’t care where you are from, just go away.’ He said.

‘Captain,’ one of the crew said. ‘Can we just hear what they have to say?’

‘No,’ the Captain shouted!

I asked Debra to assess his mental state. She informed me that he was suffering from severe stress overload.

‘OK,’ I said, ‘who is the 2.i.C.’ (second-in-command).

People were now looking at another person in the room but I already knew who he was.

I said, ‘I am now speaking to all the people in the room.

Do you want to go home?’ No one said anything for a few seconds, and then one young woman spoke up. I already know she is Tyren, the person who is earmarked for Guardian training.

‘Yes,’ I want to go anywhere, but here,’ she said.

‘I’ll have you suspended-in-time for this,’ the Captain said.

I looked at Debra, she already knew my thoughts. The Captain was now rooted to the spot, and totally stiff. Will you please take him to the sleep-tubes?’ I said.

The security people are still training their weapons on us.

One security man who I now realize is second-in-command of security started to approach me. He said, ‘As my boss is in a coma and in sleep-mode I am now taking over control.’ Then the actual second-in-command of the ship said, ‘No you’re not, I am in charge while the Captain is away.’ The security man then pointed his weapon at him and said, ‘When it comes to the security of this ship I am in charge.’

I looked at Reeas. She whispered, ‘Dan, we have less than thirty-five minutes before we reach the Meridian.’

‘Yes,’ I said in a low voice, ‘I know.’

I couldn’t explain to them that a Non-Human alien race would destroy them in a short while. ‘Right,’ I said, ‘time to act.’

I looked at Debra, she already knew what to do, everyone on the bridge just walked off to their stations of work or rest.’

Thank you, Debra.’ I said.

‘No problem, big-boy.’ she said. Reeas just started to laugh.

Tyren is now in the room with us, I know she is somewhat confused but she can understand something of who we are.

‘I knew you would come, someday’ she said.

‘What do you know of us?’ I said.

‘I know I see you in my dreams.’ She said.

‘Don’t even think about it!’ Debra said, taking hold of Tyren’s arm.

‘Debra, please,’ I said. ‘She is a Potential-Guardian.’

‘I know, Dan, but she has feelings for you, I can tell.’

‘Yes, and I have feelings for Reeas, what do you think of that?’

I wish I hadn’t said that, as Debra suddenly grabbed Reeas by the arm.

‘What is happening?’ I said. ‘OK, back to the ship and that’s an order,’

I was feeling pretty scared at that moment, I can tell you. Debra is all powerful and I know it. I had to keep my thoughts on the job and not get emotionally involved; I know it is silly, but I don’t know what she will do in anger, so to speak.

Back on the ship we could see a message had just come through for the Amiron ship; it said to turn away from Groveelion space or be destroyed. I instructed Debra to assess all the data from the Groveelions, after a short time we had enough Data to trim down their numbers by mainly assessing their mental or rather etheric state. We had, by now, realigned the Amiron Ship; it could now travel home in eight point two Years, Tyren was escorted over to our ship, and she formerly accepted training as a Guardian, she was excited but not overly concerned, and that is a really good sign, it means she can cope with the stress and there will be stress, my student friends.

OK, now for the Good bit. To experience a ship like the Amiron being upgraded by a lightship is really special; also the crew were to be retrained in whatever was needed to get them back to Amiron. Most of the crew are happy to be going home, although they had never been on a Planet! What would the People on Amiron think when they get back.  All of the crews Relatives long dead!

It had been 375 years for the crew but it was twelve thousand six-hundred years for the Planet Amiron! The distance was only a paltry 350 light years, but with time-dilation you can, as it were, time travel.

For those students who want to be exact, please be aware that the ship was not always traveling at light speed, also they were stopped for a number of years to make repairs, whatever the outcome, they will be very late! OK, not wanting to blow our own horns, we did pretty well I think. Now, you say, why did we have to go through all that when we could had done it all aboard our ship, well, all I can say is it is a learning thing for us all, and as Zelda 3 said, we had to leave it till the last minute to get more info.

Amiron already knows about Guardians, so that won’t be a problem when they get back.’

OK, Debra I said, back to the base.’

‘No Problem, Daddy,’ she was now also giving me a shoulder massage;

I must admit I liked it. Reeas just had to laugh. Tyren just looked on in a confused way.

 

Chapter 36-Base Camp

 

Back at base, Zelda3 said, ‘Good job team. Tyren, please come with me you will need to be updated about who, and what we are.’ I really felt good at that moment.

‘Well, I said, we didn’t need the Tourgen-Clones did we.’

‘No but no-harm-done.’

I said, you do know about Debra, Don’t you?’

‘Yes, Zelda3 said, it, or she, is going through a personality-acceptance-changeover phase.’

‘What exactly is that?’ I said.

‘You know she likes you, Dan.’

‘Yes, but surely it will be rectified, yes? I mean, surely she has come across men before?’

‘Yes, but she is really a part of the Guardian-network, and also partly mechanical and linked into Mannus himself. You are from Earth, and are also linked into Mannus. Earth is a…’

‘Don’t tell me.’ I said, ‘a lower consciousness planet.’

‘Yes,’ but don’t worry, you are beginning to lift up.’

‘When will I be classed as higher?’

‘Do not think like that, we live in the now, and that is all that matters.’

Just like Sionn, I thought!

‘Yes,’ she said, ‘we are of the same higher state.’

Oh, great, I thought, I keep forgetting she can read my mind.

‘As far as Debra is concerned,’ Zelda said, ‘she will not be any trouble, I know she took offense to Reeas, but she would not harm anyone intentionally.’

‘You like Debra, then?’ I asked.

‘Yes, she will make a very useful asset. Before you became a Guardian we didn’t view any part of the lightship as a personality, even as we speak she is cleaning the outside of the ship with soapy water, wearing a tight jump suit, and asking about you,’

‘Oh, no,’ I said.

‘Just joking,’ Zelda3 said. ‘She is being reassessed in the lab. You will notice changes, but it is up to you to keep your conscious mind in check, you know that Debra is the ship and any other ship that you will have access to in the future.’

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘she wants to protect me so it is up to me to limit my thoughts to work ethic.’

‘Yes,’ Zelda3 said.

‘I’ll try,’ I said.

Reeas said, ‘It sounds a bit boring when you say it like that.’

‘I know,’ Zelda3 said, ‘but boring doesn’t come into it when you reach a certain level.’

‘All I want to do is dance.’ I said, ‘will you do me the honors miss Zelda?’

‘Yes,’ she said!

‘OK,’ I said, ‘a little Latin American, maybe?’

‘Si, senor,’ said, Zelda 3.

‘I think we will leave the three out of the picture, from now on. Is that OK with you, Zelda?’

‘Si.’

And now for you students again: I strongly advise you to take up dancing, it not only keeps you fit and young, but gets you access to a lot of females and the one who takes the first prize is Zelda! No offense Reeas! I felt I was melting in her arms; of course I had to dance with Reeas later. You guessed it, the waltz!

After resting, and upgrading, we take a little look into the light book, I make sure Reeas or Debra are there to stop me from taking in too much power, so to speak, Yes, Debra is now a permanent part of the team. She still tries to tease me, but is now under full control, she also appears as Bridget Bardot, or any of the women I Used to be fond of as a young man, girls like Sofia Loren, and Marylyn Monro, It is quite exciting to find someone like that in your everyday life, well, when I say everyday life, nothing is further from the truth, usually we are working in space, or somewhere totally alien, and not everyday life time, anyway, as students you know what I mean.You will think I live a pretty good existence eh? Well I can tell you that we, as Guardians, have to control our selves every day, yes, we are like Monks if you like, and Debra isn’t making it any easier! Zelda said that Debra would be more controlled, but she insists on me calling her Debbie!

I’ve told her I am married now, but she won’t have it.

I said, ‘You are the ship, and the Network.’

‘Woman!’ she said.

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘but please, just be my friend, OK.’

‘Yes.’ she said, and then she appeared as a Nun!

I told Zelda about the episode, but she said it was up to me to keep control of myself, even when I am doing my yoga exercises she appears on my inner screen! Zelda knows what is happening and just wants me to deal with it; I must admit I find it fascinating to have a piece of Guardian equipment as my personal valet, fan, and protector. I now believe Zelda has some other reason for Debbie to become so protective of me, but I didn’t know, as yet, what was about to happen, if I did, I would have been very concerned, I can tell you, my student friends. Now, let us talk about the ship, or in other words, the material that makes up the ship; please don’t ask me to explain exactly what it is, or how it works, as I don’t know, yes, I hear you say, but you are supposed to be a Guardian, yes, I am, but even Guardians are limited, I just accept that whatever we need will be supplied. I feel sure Zelda knows the ins and outs of everything, but she is way beyond my abilities to comprehend. I know the ship can change its shape to any size, and go way beyond light speed, also, for instance, remember at Far-Station when I had to do everything in low-consciousness-mode, well, I can tell you that the ship at that time could not relate to me, as I was not in a higher state of consciousness. I now know why Debra is being so nice; my consciousness has increased to a higher level. Debra can relate to me, but what happens when I have to deal with a lower consciousness crisis! I suppose it will be a Far-Station scenario again, the thought makes me a little worried my friends I can tell you, I must admit, I want Debra around, and with that thought she appeared at once!

‘Don’t worry Dan; I will be here, always!

She was dressed in a sort of apron type dress that used to be used in Iowa the 1920s, I remember my mother used to wear one when I was about ten years old.

‘Debra, I said, ‘I must admit I like you like this.’

‘Good,’ she said, ‘then that is all I want, relax and I’ll put on one of your favorite records.’ she disappeared, then came back In a lovely red dress with matching shoes, I could now hear the old record player, like the one we used to have in the 1960s in England, this was my last incarnation as Dan Sherman, It was a ballad.

‘Let’s dance,’ Debra said. I looked at Reeas, she held out her arms, as if to say, go ahead. How could I resist?

Later in the restroom Reeas said, ‘Are you sure about Debra being stable enough for the next job?’

‘Why? Has Zelda said something about the job?’ If I had been more conscious I would have known she hadn’t.

‘No, I mean when we next have a job.’

‘I am trying to stabilize her, or me, what else can I do?’

‘We could use an old type ship. She said.’

‘No!’ Debra shouted, as she appeared next to Reeas, I could see Reeas was shocked. Debra had heard, or rather, I had heard, and she being linked into my consciousness knew what I knew.

‘Please, Debra.’ Reeas said, ‘we are trying to have a conversation.’

‘No,’ Debra said, ‘you are trying to turn him against me.’

‘OK,’ I said, ‘time for a break. Debra, you know I want you, so just give me a little time with my wife.’

‘Yes, Dan, but I am here if you want me.’

‘Yes, I know, and I appreciate that.’

Zelda came into the room. Without talking she touched me behind the neck, I was now incapable of moving or even thinking!

For students: this part has been added by a coworker from the records section to relate to you. ‘We have to talk,’ said Zelda. ‘Let us please go into the isolation room.’ Once there, she said, ‘let us transfer into the inner worlds and then into the third main level.’ Reeas knew this was about Debra. (The third main level was a separation point to the higher mental or ethereal worlds’)

‘Now, we can access the first sub plane.

‘OK team, we have a problem with Debra.’ Zelda said.

I was now feeling very light-headed.’

I had to put you into a mental block state, Dan, so we can access and reassess your mind.’

I couldn’t speak, but I could understand when she spoke, but not to anyone else. All I was conscious of was Zelda’s voice. Reeas by this time was talking to Zelda about the crisis that was Debra, the conversation went like this:

‘I feel worried about Dan,’ said Reeas.

‘Yes, I know,’ said Zelda, ‘the matter has got more serious than we thought, In effect, if Dan is not stabilized then Debra could create havoc; she could quite easily control the whole Guardian Network.’

‘Surely Dan wouldn’t let that happen.’

‘No, but don’t forget the subconscious, she knows whatever he knows, and vice versa.’

‘My God,’ said Reeas, this could be catastrophic!’

‘We might have to put Dan into isolation.’ Zelda said.

‘No!’ Reeas shouted!

‘I’m sorry, Reeas, we looked into the records to see what the outcome would be.’

‘Yes, but you know it can also work both ways?’

‘Yes, but we cannot take any chances.’

All I can remember is the voice of Zelda telling me, that I would be at rest for a while.

 

Chapter 37-Isolation

 

Not a nice way to treat a loyal Guardian, I hear you say? All I know is I am in a sort of small place, in fact, I thought I was in the hologram room. I was still conscious, but I didn’t know where. It took me a while to find out exactly where I was, after all, I am a Guardian, well nearly. I kept saying to myself I am Dan Sherman. I tried to contact Reeas and Zelda, but I couldn’t get through. I also tried to meditate, but no luck. I knew something serious had happened, but I didn’t know what. Some people in the physical world would say that when anything good or bad happens it is luck. You, as Student Guardians know it is not. There is no such thing as luck we earn our place in this, or any other world. I then thought, OK, let me try the Ultimate-Consciousness, yes, you got it, Mannus! It took a long time; how long, I don’t know, but I wasn’t going to be imprisoned here. As I became more conscious I found I was on the familiar hill top looking out over that very comforting view. I thought the only real thing you can rely on is God himself, and I had found mine. Without saying a word, he just looked into my eyes. I was now enraptured. I could also see Zelda and Reeas watching us from behind a glass dome? In fact, we were in the dome and they couldn’t get in. I then noticed Debra who was now sitting next to me? She looked me in the eyes; I felt a love for her that I never thought possible. How could this be?

Mannus said, ‘She is the ship, and she is the power, she is also part of you, and being that, cannot be parted from you. Be at rest with that Thought.’

I couldn’t wait to dance with her, so we danced in the air, where else? How long, Mannus alone knows. I felt totally rested and stabilized.

In the sub base room Zelda said, ‘You are the first being to escape from the isolation-room.’

I said, ‘What about Kallo?’

‘Yes, but that was in the other Universe. Congratulations, you have taken a step higher in the worlds of God.’

I said, ‘You knew I would escape, didn’t you?’

‘Yes,’ and we knew where you would go,’ said Reeas. How do you feel?’

‘I feel very well.’

‘Good because I know a certain Guardian who wants to dance with you.’

Reeas was her usual calm self, showing no animosity whatever.

I said, ‘I feel so grateful that I have all you beautiful People in my life, three of the most desirable women to ever come into existence. Debra is now fully under control because I was fully under control. I now realized that it was I that was making Debra do silly things; she could still do silly things but, it would be me who made her. Confusing, I hear some students say. Zelda said, ‘Dan, how do you think Kallo escaped from isolation?’

‘I have often thought about the same thing,’ I said. ‘I had to go to the highest source in the Universe, so God alone knows where he managed to get to, or who helped him?’

‘Well, you can find out.’

‘What?’ I said.

‘Yes, he’s escaped again!’

‘Do you mean he’s here in this Universe?’

‘No.’ Zelda said. ‘We want you, Reeas and Deria to go back to the Humanoid Universe.’

‘And me’ said Debra!

‘Yes, and you,’ Zelda said.

‘What about my new consciousness? Will it not be too high for this job?’

‘No,’ said, Zelda, you still have a long way to go.’

Thanks a lot. I thought.

‘You’re welcome.’ Zelda said.

‘Yes, I guess I am still low. Can I ask you something?’ I said to Zelda.

‘Of course.’

‘How is it that Kallo can escape so easily?’

‘That is what we want you find out?’ She said.

Stupid question, I thought.

‘Yes,’ Zelda, said.

It was now starting to sink in. Kallo on the loose again!

Reeas said, ‘Well, Dan, here we go again.’

‘Yes, I know.’ Debra then appeared and said, ‘Don’t you two worry, I’ll take care of him.’

I looked at Reeas, she smiled. Deria was now also with us, and ready to do battle.

 

Chapter 38-Return Home

 

I must admit I was excited to be meeting Sionn again, but on the other hand, I was sad to know I would be leaving Zelda.

‘You can come back in your dreams, you know.’ Zelda said.

‘Really.’ I said.

‘Yes, you met Mannus, didn’t you?’

‘Yes.’ I now realized I was able to come and go in both the Human and the Non-Human Universes.

‘Hold it’ I said, ‘what about Reeas?’

‘Yes, also Reeas and Deria.’

‘And me!’ Debra exclaimed.

‘Ah, yes, and you.’ Zelda said smiling.

‘They can’t part the old team eh?’ I said, meaning Reeas and Deria, but Debra said, ‘No, Dan, they can’t.’ I thought I will have to control her more.

‘Yes, Dan, you will, but I will still be here.’

I must admit, though, the trip home was a cracker! We decided to use the ship to do part of the very long journey just for the excitement of surfing the meridian. Yes, my Student friends. It is a phenomenon that happens when two Universe’s meet. You can imagine the awesome gravity. Like an almighty wave of stars.

And we will be riding that wave for some several trillion miles. We were, as you know, (sorry if I keep saying ‘as you know,’ but, you really do know, don’t you?

On the human side of the meridian, all we needed to do was wait till the wave was at its highest, then simply, (sorry if I keep saying simply but it is) ride it back towards home. Debra would calculate the exact time. I can tell you, my friends, it was a very special experience. Why? You say. Because we rode it as a Santa clause sled. Yes, that’s right. It must have been Christmas somewhere, so we decided to celebrate. We even dressed up for the occasion. Of course, I was Santa Clause. You had to be there to appreciate it but you can easily imagine it. Yes, as students you can actually be there. Yes, I know it is a bit silly, but we felt like being a bit silly for once, and as Zelda said, no-harm-done. God, I will miss her. Yes, I know I can see her in my dreams. I felt a bit melancholy as we flashed through the Universe. It would have taken us a hell of a long time to get home as you know.

So we had to simply, (again) put the ship on auto pilot, and let it return to the nearest base with our physical bodies, as we dreamt our way back to the Earth base.

Debra was OK about it; she will now be part of the ships fleet when we get back to Earth. We were safe enough in our light suits on the sled so when she turned back into a normal lightship we slept. I don’t know why I am relating these simple matters to you, as you are Student-Guardians and you know only too well. OK, just one more song as we power down and take in some awesome starry beauty, a Christmas Carol Just for Sionn, Grenwer and company. Now it was time to sleep.

You Students already know you can go anywhere you are allowed to go, and do whatever you are allowed to do. That’s right, my friends, you have to earn your way to heaven, so to speak. The higher you go the more beautiful the experiences. Well, I am going to see just how far I can go. I have a feeling I am needed on a certain plane. I am pulled upwards, how far? I don’t know, but I know that I hadn’t intentionally wanted to go in any one direction. I feel as though I am being taken somewhere. My senses are telling me that there is no danger ahead, but I was now in unexplored territory. Imagine this, my friends, I see Kallo’s face, yes, his classic villain looks, there, staring at me! Where? You ask. All around the landscape! As I become focused I am now on a mountain top looking out over a vast range of mountains as far as the eye could see and farther. I am looking through my astral-body eyes, or rather, the eyes of whatever body I am in, and whatever plane I am on. All I know is Kallo is here, looking at me from all of the mountain tops!

How could this be? I thought.

‘I’ll tell you, ‘Trainee-Dancer!’ He said.

Not again, I thought.

‘Yes, fool.’

‘What are we going to do with you?’ I said.

‘Nothing, because now, fool, you will be completely unable to do anything. You have been lucky up to now, Trainee. Can’t you see I am vastly more experienced than you? Look where we are!’

Kallo was now holding out his arms in a gesture of self-assured arrogance. ‘I brought you here to prove I can reach the higher regions. Did you think I was limited to the lower planes?’

My head is starting to ache, how can this be? I am in the astral, mental, or one of the higher regions and I didn’t know which, with the worst villain in the Universe! I have to get myself together, I thought, Is Kallo trying to control me or my mind, or my spirit? One thing I know is I am in a place that disrupts my whole being, and Kallo knows it! All I wanted to do was have a peaceful time on a higher plane.

‘You are going to be here for a very long time,’ said Kallo.

‘I’m getting really fed up with this, Kallo,’ I said.

Suddenly it went very dark, and the landscape changed.

I am now in a very dark, depressing, and eerie place. OK, I thought, could Kallo be trying to bluff me once again! My conscious mind is telling me that I am somewhere in a higher region, but my inner self is saying no! One thing is for sure, Kallo is having a serious effect on me.

‘Don’t worry, Dan, I’m here.’

God, I was glad to hear Debra’s voice. I am then aware of Mannus!

The place was filled with the brightest light. Kallo was nowhere to be found. I then realized I was only on the 36th level of the astral Plane! How could it be? I thought. Debra said, Kallo

is very good at influencing people. He has had a lot of practice at it.’

‘What is he trying to prove?’ I said.

‘He was hoping you would believe you were on a higher level then he would try to alter your consciousness.’

‘Is that possible?’ I said.

‘Yes, don’t forget you are in one of his planes, you were also in a state of disbelief. The Mind can believe it is anywhere.’

But I would have eventually found out.’

‘Yes, but that could have taken a very long time. I believe Kallo is trying to get you out of the way for a while. You were on a sort of beautiful dream trip, and unprepared. I suggest you put into cold storage your beautiful dreams for a while.’

You are right, Debra, ‘I’ve always had a weakness for beautiful places.’

I know, Dan, as I am part of you, I know what you know.’

‘I am eternally grateful to you, Debra; you have certainly proved that you can protect me and anyone else.’

‘I only want to protect you, Dan. Would you like to dance?’

‘Why not, what type of dance?’ I said.

‘I know what you like,’ she said, disco.

 

Chapter 39-Earth Base

 

‘Once again, Kallo escaped.’ I said to Sionn.

‘Yes, but now we know his whereabouts. By the way, welcome home,’

‘Yes, I said, we really missed you.’

‘But now, you really miss Zelda?’

‘Yes, but we can see her in dreams.’

‘Yes, that is now possible, you, Reeas, Deria, and Debra are assets we would not like to be without. We are still trying to get Debra to cooperate with whoever else is in charge of a lightship, but at the moment, she is only concerned with you!’

‘Really,’ I said.

‘Dan, you must distance yourself from her.’

‘How can I do that?’ I said. ‘She was the only thing that saved me from Kallo.’

‘No! You would have realized sooner or later.’

‘Yes, but as Debra said, it could have been a very long time later.’

‘Nevertheless, we want you to work on the inner-planes from now on.’

‘What?’

‘Yes, you will have to work without using the lightship.’

‘What about the Team?’ I said.

‘You will still see them in your dreams.’

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘but for how long?’

‘It will be for however long it takes.’

‘What about us going back to the other Universe?’

‘No! That would still be the same.’

‘What does Debra think about this?

You know she already knows.’

‘Well, why doesn’t she show herself?’

‘I’m sorry, Dan, we had to isolate you when you checked in, that is why Debra isn’t here.’

‘Do you mean I was ambushed?’

‘Yes, we couldn’t take a chance; you will be taken to the isolation tubes later.’

‘Thank you very much.’ I said.

‘Don’t worry; it will only be for a short time.’

Reeas came in with Deria; I could see they were upset.

‘How did you manage to put the drug into me?’ I said.

Sionn looked at me for a few seconds and said, ‘I would rather not say.’

I knew it was Reeas! I walked out straight away to get my mind together. I am now starting to feel the effect from the drug.

A single touch from Reeas was all it took!

My consciousness was starting to fade!

For you Students: I can only hope you will still be able to access my thoughts, but I can’t say. I became unconscious. I don’t know how long I was unable to access my own mind, maybe minutes, maybe hours. I then became conscious. I found I was in a sort of massive room. It was about the size of a football field; it then started to fill up with the usual stuff that we need for everyday living; things like houses and streets, but the space was limited, I was starting to feel a little angry, I then noticed that people started to appear! I tried to talk with them but they didn’t seem to be fully conscious! Where am I? I felt strangely different. I am stood outside of my own house! My car was back in the driveway. I ran to the door, could it be that my wife and son are here! Yes, they are! I hugged them, and couldn’t control my emotions. I was starting to feel my usual self but what was my usual self? I know I am Dan Sherman, and a school teacher, but what else am I? My mind is struggling to remember things. Back at the Earth base Reeas is talking to Sionn about me.

For you Students: You will have to access the events through time-lapse-relay from now on. I know I was supposed to upload my thoughts, but what thoughts? All I know is I am supposed to pay the electric bill tomorrow, well, never mind, time for dinner.

Message from the Guardian-Database:

The message above has been inserted into this recording later as Dan Sherman has been temporarily isolated for his own good.

Recordings will continue automatically through the database…

Reeas: ‘How long will Dan have to be in isolation?’

Sionn said, ‘For however long it takes.’

‘Well, I want to go in there.’

‘No!’ said Sionn. ‘That is impossible! He has to be kept there alone.’

‘But, he has no one to relate to.’

‘That is how it has to be, Reeas, we can’t take a chance on him remembering. If you doubt what I say, go into the space-port and contact Debra!’

‘What do you mean?’

‘She is searching everywhere for Dan.’

‘Do you mean she is still conscious of Dan?’

‘Yes and getting more agitated by the minute.’

‘I thought you said she would be deactivated when Dan was gone?’

‘All the evidence said she would be. She seems to have grown beyond all expectations, and if she keeps growing she will become very dangerous.’

‘How could this happen?’

‘We believe it was the experience with Mannus. She got too much power from him.’

‘I think we should get Dan out of isolation.’

‘No! That would be catastrophic!’

‘What are we going to do then?’

Suddenly, Debra was in the room.

‘Where is My Dan?’

‘Debra,’ said Sionn, ‘you must get back to your duties.’

‘My Duty is to Dan!’

‘You are a part of the Guardian-Network.’

‘Not until I find Dan.’

Sionn looked at Reeas. Reeas said, ‘Debra, Dan has gone on a little rest break.’

‘What do you mean?’ Before Reeas could answer, Debra shouted.

‘You put him in isolation! After all he did for you, you put him in isolation!’

‘It was for his own good,’ Sionn said.

‘No! It was for your good. You think that he would hurt his own People, don’t you? Can you actually believe that Dan Sherman would hurt anybody? No, wait! You think that ‘We’ would be a threat.’ Suddenly Debra changed into “Cloft the Tourgen Clone.”

‘Release him now, or I will destroy this base and everyone in it.’

‘Debra, you are part of this base, and as such, you have a duty!’

‘I told you once, release Dan!’

Sionn said to Reeas, ‘release Dan.’

Message from Dan Sherman:

Suddenly I am aware, but not in the usual sense; I am stood in a place I didn’t know, looking at people I didn’t know!

‘Where am I?’ I said.

Reeas said, ‘You are back with us, Dan.’

Debra is back as her usual self, she said, ‘Dan, I am here, you will be alright soon. I won’t leave you.’

I am, by now, very confused. Suddenly, I am aware as never before. Debra had merged with me! I felt unbelievable power.

I also felt anger!

‘What happened, Reeas? ‘Why did you drug me?’

Sionn said, ‘She was obeying my order.’

I felt anger welling up in me.

‘I have to get out of here. I said.’ Debra said, ‘We are one now. We will take my ship and fly anywhere we want.’ All I wanted to do was go; I made for the exit. Reeas shouted, ‘Dan, please come back.’ There are security guards around the ship by this time, they are People I didn’t know, but I know one thing, they had better get out of my way.

‘Stop right there,’ the leader said.

Debra was part of me now, so I knew I was totally safe. I just continued to the ships access point. Sionn shouted ‘let him go.’

I guess he knew I couldn’t be stopped; I was not in a mood to upload my thoughts as a Guardian, you understand, so whatever you think is relevant to the ongoing story I hope it is appropriate. I think this part of the experience will be edited out by the Guardians. But you never know. All I know is I was going on a little break with my own alter ego.

We took off to nowhere. I felt at rest now and in charge.

The ship or Debra is a dream. I could feel her in everything. We were now totally secure in our relationship. But what about Reeas, she is my wife! But I had Debra, what do I need a wife for? Let me put this into perspective. I am a Guardian, and as such, I can do everything I want, go anywhere I want in time and space! What do I need anyone else for? I felt invulnerable;

I also know I am something apart from Dan Sherman, and even more than a Guardian!  Where am I going? What am I going to do?

‘We are going on an adventure.’ Debra said.

‘Where are we going?’

‘I want to take you to my home.’

‘What home?’

‘The place where I was born.’ she said.

By now I am getting confused again. Debra seemed to be getting more and more powerful, and I am feeling more and more insecure.

‘Don’t worry,’ she said. ‘You are still not back to full consciousness yet. Relax, and I will put on one of your favorite records, what about a ballad?’

I felt it should be some sort of unfinished symphony! By now, the Ship or Debra is moving faster than at any time before. The speed was beyond the known factor!

Chapter 40-Unknown Space

 

How long we had been traveling, I don’t know because I didn’t know how far we had come. All the instruments on the ship were now merged together in a sort of hazy light! I felt Ill at ease.

‘Why can’t I access the ship, Debra?’

‘Please relax, Dan, you aren’t back to your usual self yet.’

I knew I was back to Dan, but I also knew something was wrong.

‘Debra, please let me access the ship.’

‘No, Sweetie, not just yet, just rest.’

Now I knew there was something wrong, Debra would not deliberately hold something back from me like that.

‘How long before we arrive?’ I said.

‘Fifteen hours.’

‘OK, I said, I will take a nap then.’

‘Dan, you know you don’t need to sleep!’

‘I need to meditate though.’

‘Why?

‘I want to see who I can contact.’

‘I don’t think that would be a good idea.’

‘Why?’

‘Because you are part of me, and I want you here, also Sionn might persuade you to go back.’

‘I just want to see my wife from my last lifetime.’

‘No, Dear.’

‘OK, I will just rest then. Is that OK?’

‘Yes, I suppose so, but no meditating! Do you hear me?’

‘Yes, Debra.’ I am now very concerned. Debra being part of me also knows what I know! I feel I am entering a contest to find out who will come out on top, me or my other-self! The situation is now starting to really sink in. I had a sort of split-personality, and the other half was starting to fight for Power.

‘You know, Dan, I was nobody till you came along.’

‘I know,’ I said, ‘but you are now something apart from me.’

‘No! I am something more than you.’

‘What?’

‘You will find out when we reach my home.’

‘OK, Debra. Can I rest now?’

‘Yes, my sweet, but remember, I am always there.’

All I could do was simply rest and try to think, or rather meditate my way out of this situation, how can I do this if Debra is always with me, and without her knowing? I knew it would take all my meditation skills, and more, but how to start?

I tried to simply contemplate myself into a restful state first, then I tried to get deeper into it, but Debra was there all the time.

‘Please don’t do that.’ she said.

‘Debra, I am trying to rest! Will you please leave me alone for a while?’

‘No!’ she shouted! She then said, ‘I know what you want, a nice record from your collection! Come, let us dance.’ What could I do? I had to dance but I felt like smashing something as Cloft.

This was going to take more than my meditation skills. What could I do? She knows my every move! All I can do for now is just to wait and see what happens on her ‘home planet,’ (wherever that is.) It was starting to sink in also that it could be a trap!

I am now getting back to my old self. I am also missing Reeas and Sionn. I was a Trainee Guardian, and wouldn’t be a fully trained until Sionn says I am. I am also conscious of Debra trying to access my mind!

What is she up to? I noticed that I was getting stronger by the Minute.  All my training is now starting to come back, and I know it was something to do with the Inner-Masters from many past lives.

Debra said, ‘What are you up to, dear?’

‘I’m just thinking, Debra.’

‘Please let me know what you are thinking Dan, as I won’t be able to protect you, if you won’t let me in.’

‘I just want some time alone, Debra.’

‘No! I told you we are one. But no matter, as now is the time for you to find out where we are, and why we are here. Please follow me.’

For you students out there: I am now fully aware of being Dan Sherman again. I am again going to update you on the events. Please be patient. I will try to deal with things as they occur.

We exited the ship into a large Space Port. I should have known Kallo or his apprentice would be behind this! There he was standing with his hands on his hips looking like a dictator again in a high-and-mighty fashion.

‘Oh no, not you again,’ I shouted.

‘I want you, you stupid trainee-dancer. I brought you here!’

‘So! What do you want from me, an award?’

I am feeling very angry at this moment, my student friends. Kallo then seemed to be put-back by my remark. He then said, ‘You know you are going to be isolated again. Don’t you?

‘So, what, as a matter of fact it wasn’t so bad. I had no memory of any bad things. In fact, it was very nice!’

‘Well, this time it will be a very bad experience for you.’

I looked at Debra. She was different. She looked harsher! Her expression was colder.

‘What do you think, Debra?’ I said.

‘I am part of the Whole.’

‘That’s right, Trainee. Ha, you fool.’

‘OK,’ I said, ‘it is me against you again.’

‘No, you fool. It is me and Debra!’

I knew I had him, students! Don’t ask me how.

I just knew it. I was finally going to be rid of Debra! Not that I wanted to be rid of her as she once was, you understand, just the all-Powerful side of her.

I know what you students are thinking. Debra is going to merge with Kallo, yes that is just what I want, my friends! Kallo is now starting to glow! I realized she is far more powerful than even Kallo thought. This was my chance! I started to Meditate. All my past masters are here, plus all the ones that I have met since becoming a Trainee-Guardian, this including Mannus made up a lot of Power! I then trained my thoughts on Kallo. He was already burning up with the power from Debra. This, combined with my team was too much for him. He burst like a supernova, taking all of his people with him. In fact, the whole area was devastated. I was wearing my light suit, so I was safe. It was a fascinating experience to be in the middle of something like that. I didn’t move an inch! Can you imagine?

The light suit reacted with the explosion, and simply let the blast bounce off it. It was like being ‘The Centre of the Universe’.

‘Well done, Dan,’ Sionn said. I knew he was behind this. ‘Back to base please,’ he said.

Debra was now totally in charge again. I said. ‘Are you OK, Debra?’

‘Yes, Dan. Everything is in order.’

‘Good.’ I said, expecting her to ask me to dance but she didn’t. I’m going to miss the ‘Old’ Debra I thought. If you asked me to think of a song at this moment it would have to have to be a love song for my Reeas.

Test four…What is the job title of Sionn and who is Grenwer?

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The Beast part 1. Script

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THE BEAST:
TV FILM script By C.J.Platt.…..
MARY WILSON:
DAVE JOYCE: (THE BEAST)
JOHN WILSON: (SON)
GERALD CLAYMORE: (COWARD)
STRANGER:
CYCLIST:
JENNIFER JAMESON: (FRIEND)
SETTING: LOCAL WOOD AT NIGHT.
Please be aware that this is part one of a four part script
Background:
Mary Wilson makes an error of judgment when walking home alone with troubling consequences.
SCENE 1:
MARY WILSON:
Why did I come this way? All I had to do was cut through the field at Johnson’s corner. Now look at me. Wet through and injured. Stupid me! I should have had more sense than take the long way round at this time of night. It was now ten thirty and dark. My ankle hurts so much after I went over on it. I can’t understand why that string was tied to the trees. It was as if someone was trying to trip me up. I can’t go back and I can’t go forward! I would make a phone call if I could find it. Stupid me! I’m getting so forgetful lately. I know someone will eventually come this way but whom? What if it is a bad person! The local paper said that there had been a series of break-ins recently. I’m getting paranoid! No self-respecting burglar would be in the wilds tonight; they would be casing houses.
John will know there is something wrong when he gets home, also he would be alerted when he tries to contact me by phone. All I have to do is wait, but for how long?
What was that! My God, it sounded like a wolf! Surely it is only a dog. OK, I have to get myself together.

BEAST: (Hiding behind a tree wearing a wolf mask)
Maaaary… Maaaary!
MARY:
My God! Who was that?
BEAST:
They call me the Beast.
MARY:
What in hell do you want, Dave?
BEAST:
It isn’t Dave. It’s the Beast.
MARY:
I know very well who it is and if you keep this stupid pretense up I will report you to the sheriff again. So stop annoying people.
BEAST:
I knew it was you who reported me. All I did was a small Halloween trick and you had to report me.
MARY:
Now listen hear, Dave. I am tired and hungry so either go away or help me get back home.
BEAST:
I will help you, Maaary. I will help you to die!
MARY:
Have you gone completely mad this time? Did the stay in the Institution not help you at all?
BEAST:
That’s another thing. You completely screwed me up suggesting that place simply because your father was the former administrator. You bitch!

MARY:
Now listen hear, David Joyce. If you think you can intimidate me you have picked the wrong person.
BEAST:
I’m going to cut you into little bits. How do you like that?
MARY:
You’re going to do nothing of the kind. I’ll tell you what you are going to do. You are going to take that stupid mask off and go for help. I can see you behind that tree. You little shit!
BEAST:
That does it. I’m going to enjoy making you suffer Maaary.
MARY:
If you try to come near me, I will break your arm. You know I’ve been doing Karate.
BEAST:
I didn’t know that. What grade are you?
MARY:
I’m a Red-belt.
BEAST:
That’s nothing to brag about.
MARY:
Oh really! What would you know, you’re only 150 pounds wet through!
BEAST:
I have a hunters knife here Maaary. It can cut tin sheet!
MARY:
Yes, I heard you nearly cut your index finger off the other week, you stupid freak.
BEAST:
That was an accident!
MARY: (See’s a cyclist coming)
Thank God you came along. Can you help me? There is a man over there with a mask on.
CYCLIST: (Looking around nervously)
What? Are you sure?
MARY:
Yes, he ran into that thicket over there. Can you help me get back to town?
CYCLIST: (Starting to panic)
Err, I don’t know. Maybe it would be better if I went for help?
MARY:
No, don’t leave me! He says he will kill me!
CYCLIST: (No reply and peddling away very fast)
MARY:
You bloody bastard! May God have mercy on you?
BEAST:
May God have mercy on you Maaary.
MARY:
If you call me Maaary once more, I’ll shove that knife up your backside!
BEAST:
Why don’t you admit it, you’re scared shitless. I know you don’t have your phone. Why don’t you ask me how? Maaary.
MARY:
You little creep. Did you steal my phone?
BEAST:
Yes, I broke in your house last night. I also had a shit in your wardrobe! Ha, Ha.
MARY:
You complete bastard!
BEAST:
I’m going to cut off you’re nipples first Maaary.
MARY: (Notices a man approaching on foot)
Thank God you came along, Gerald. Will you help me please?
GERALD CLAYMORE: (COWARD)
What’s wrong, Mary?
MARY:
Dave Joyce is over there with a wolf mask on. He says he will kill me!
GERALD:
What? I thought he was in the mad-house.
Beast:
Now I’m going to have to kill you both! Oh shit, bloody-hell!
MARY:
What’s wrong?
BEAST:
I just cut myself.
MARY:
You bloody idiot!
GERALD:
I just shit myself.
MARY:
God help us.
To be continued…..

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