Mad Scientist Vs. Tribe
Heroes World #1
Kenneth Guthrie
Smashwords Edition
Lunatic Ink Publishing
Copyright 2012 Lunatic Ink Publishing (Founded by Kenneth Guthrie)
Ed T. Johns, otherwise known as the Mad Scientist by his villain name, was losing. Martial arts Wang threw another succession of punches that glanced off the side of his head painfully.
He had been so sure in his plan to destroy Victory City with the wormhole that was now slowly imploding behind him on the small device’s platform that he had set up on the tallest building in the city.
He took a kick to the side and tried to shock her with the baton he was ineffectively trying to hit her with. She was incredibly fast and skilled. Her body would have been enchnaced and trained to the highest peak it was possible to reach in her special skill and he was no match.
The lights of the city spread out below them. He had so desired the death of all the living beings in the city. This had not been for any particular reason – did a man who dreamed of being a monster need a reason – just that all the other villains desire the end of this city; just as all the heroes desire to protect it against the weekly violence brought upon it by the men and women who chose to not stand on the side of good, or even the middle, but found the allure of the darkness to their liking.
She snapped around and flipped into an arc. This was her signature move: The trail of man kick. He brought his arms around in front of him to protect his chest where this kick would strike.
The power of it was incredible when she came down at speed to smash into him. He felt it crash through his chest bone and spread through his ribs to send him flying backwards.
She whipped around and gave him a smile as she posed for him to show off her ability and sense of style. This annoying fool had thwarted him yet again.
He stumbled backwards barely able to keep his footing.
Something tripped him up. It was his dropped baton. He flew back in a long arc towards the wormhole.
Wang cried out. She wouldn’t have meant for this to happen, but it was.
His foot skidded one more time as he stumbled on the edge of the platform. He went in head first as he fell backwards.
The world became a blur of grays and blacks as he spun painfully in a circle in the nothingness on the other side of the wormhole.
Ed T. was surprised. His calculations indicated that anything that passed into the field of the wormhole would be destroyed immediately, but he was clearly alive.
He started to spin so fast that the pressure of the movement began to cause him to black out.
The world changed and he was falling through the sky. The worm hole blinked out behind him and he was left to spin through the air above the clouds.
The Mad Scientist screamed. He had no parachute. He was going to become patty on the ground below those clouds.
The worm hole opened under him and he flipped back into darkness.
He was starting to feel very dizzy. There was no sense of direction in here, but the spinning was doing a job on his stomach.
He opened his mouth and vomited as the world changed again.
He landed soft earth in what formed together to be a forest of some sort. Something loud was thumping in his ears.
He pushed himself up. Where was that sound coming from?
He jumped behind a tree just in time as what he recognized as a pre-historic mammoth ran past him.
He looked around. Mammoths were long dead. This couldn’t be the past, could it?
The creature raced through the worm hole and disappeared. Ed T. sprinted towards the grayish patch that was slowly shrinking.
It puffed out of existence before he reached it. He spun around.
It was on top of a tree a few meters away. He raced to the tree and started to climb. By the time he got to the top it was gone; however, the view that greeted him made his heart do a full back flip in his chest. This was not his time. There were creatures that he had only seen on the Discovery Channel on TV roaming around and he could see the fiery activity of a volcano in the distance. He was definitely not in Victory City anymore.
The wormhole was a small gray spot on a hill in the distance. Ed knew he wouldn’t reach it before it disappeared again.
He looked over the land. An idea started to form in his head. One that was devilish enough to please the best of villains.
He grinned viciously. He had always wanted his own kingdom. He cackled manically. This was the best thing that had ever happened to him!
Eva rolled up from the dirty patch of ground she had woken up on. Her body hurt like she taken a beating from one of the various creatures that inhabited the region that her tribe occupied.
She reached down and lifted her hide skirt. There was some gooey white stuff on her thigh. She reached down a sniffed it then took a taste. Man juice.
She spat it out and tore off her skirt. She would have to kill something and skin it to make another one.
The fiend who had done this to her was long gone by the looks of it. He had leapt from a tree and her so hard that she thought she was going to fall to pieces. After that she had fallen into unconsciousness. It didn’t take much thought to guess what went on after that. This world was a brutal one and she was no stranger to men having their way with the nearest warm hole.
She looked back at the spot she had woken up on. The dirt was pushed all over the place and the way that her body ached told her that he had not been gentle in his activities.
Her anger and rage over came her and she howled into the early afternoon sky. That bastard would pay. She had torn the meat from the man who had tried this one her the last time. Nothing would stop her in finding him and tearing the jewels from his body so that he could not defile another woman this way.
She set out towards her village. She would find something to wear on the way if she was lucky and then she would get a hunting party together to kill this freak.
She noticed something in the under brushes. It was a v-shaped loin cloth of sorts made from some white material that was much softer than hide. There was man juice on it.
She laughed. The fool had left her something for the hounds to track him from.
She nearly skipped out of the small clearing. She would have his testicles by evening.
*****
“How can you prove what you say is true?” the tribe leader said.
He was a hard one and believed in the old ways, where women were nothing but baby carriers. He should have realized that the world had change – or at least she saw it that way.
She held them up for all to see. The white strange hide made their eyes open wide in surprise.
“What sort of beast might they have come from?” one of the small crowd of twenty men and women asked.
“I do not know, but I know that the beast that wore these needs punishment,” she yelled.
The leader came to touch the strange thing.
He pulled away in disgust when he got a glimmer of the filthy man juice inside.
“We shall chase down this demon.”
He turned to the crowd. All there understood. Demons came to their world to feed on the young and violate all. It was the tribe’s job to eliminate such threats, regardless of what form they took.
They brought up their weapons and howled. The hunt was on.
Ed T. rubbed the front of his red colored pants. He had left his underwear on the ground after accidently encountering that woman.
He touched himself to check it was still attached. He had partaken in the cup, as he liked to put it, and it had been a rough one. He would need to be more careful to choose ones with a little more class when he created his harem.
A sound down below alerted him to the coming of someone. He wondered if it would be another woman.
A group of people dressed in hides stealthily made their way through the underbrush towards where he was. There were a few ugly looking shaggy dogs that looked more like sheep than hounds.
He spotted the woman at the front holding his underwear above her. Had the slut taken a prize? He noted the way that the dogs were coming straight towards him. The bitch had used his scent from his leavings to find him.
He jumped down to the ground and heard a bark in the distance. The dogs had heard their quary make a move.
He smiled to himself. It was exactly as he had hoped. This would be an opportunity to test out the locals and see how easy it would be to dominate the peoples of this region.
He raced down the path below through the deep forest. There was a place that he had seen a little while ago that would serve perfectly for his needs.
In record time, He came to the ravine. It was deep and spread out for quite a distance.
Ed T. tore off his shirt and aimed carefully. The wind was strong, but he calculated the drop easily enough and factored in the wind to boot.
His shirt came down and landed on the tree branch below. It was slightly hidden below a slight outcrop. They would be able to see the red fabric, but not the whole scene below.
He raced around in circles making sure to obscure his foot prints in the earth. There was a nice looking set of bushes to the side that would make for great hiding.
Inside, he watched. The locals rushed out from the forest and spoke to each other in their guttural language. One of the old ones pointed towards the dogs and the way they were barking at the edge of the ravine.
Three healthy looking men, who would likely make good slaves, raced forward and started to descend. Ed moved away a bit. He would need a bit of room for his little trick.
The leader didn’t even see it coming. Ed raced among them and jumped into the air to pile drive the man with his feet over the side.