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Chapter
3. Ace In A Holey Place
Captain Hi “Tek” Future
stared uneasily at the two arch villians facing him.
“Hannah! Are
you all right?” His voice sounded husky even to his own ears.
"Oh! Don't worry about her ... We know just how to take care of Ms. Hannah
Taylor,” hissed Sci-Fye. He nudged the poor woman with the tip of his giggly
stunner and smiled as his finger grew white on the trigger.
“Just
a reminder that we aren't kidding...are we, my dear! Or do you think this
is a laughing matter?” Hannah sank to the ground as Sci-Fye shot into her
side. Hysterical laughter erupted out into the horrified ears of Captain
Future and his pal Doc Tyger. She looked up helplessly towards them as
she gasped for breath, tears rolling down her ashen cheeks uncontrollably.
“Enough, Sci-Fye! You almost cashed in our cash cow!” commanded Ace Britely,
the only man who could even partially control him. The evil scientist grudgingly
gave way as the mastermind advanced and stared down at Hannah.
"I'm really very
sorry, my dear, couldn't be helped. He does so like to play with his toys,
you know. In fact, I think he has several in mind for you to try out in
the near future...."
He motioned to Captain Future and Doc Tyger to carry her towards the elevator.
“That ought to keep your hands busy, my unlucky friends. It was a bit premature
of Sci-Fye but perhaps a good object lesson in any case.”
The group rode slowly to the surface listening to Hannah nervously guffawing
while holding her sides any time someone moved. Sci-Fye licked his lips
and patted his giggle stunner admiringly. “Works better than even I had
hoped ... just think of the potential for mankind ... turn the worst audience
right around with the flick of a button and every man has the chance to
die happy.”
~11~
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