The Sinbury, Boys!
The night before our heroes are interrogating His Excellency Blond Da Dirta Cossack, somewhere on the motorway is speeding a thunder truck with a sticker written on it: Power-Up.
Simon the night before was dreaming about a giant cat burning the world with a strike of match and he is afraid every night the nightmares will continue.
But now they throw Blond on the floor in a campsite cabin for Bob and Dylan to kick him on the floor, the kicks are turning so violent Blond is thinking his guts will burst open his sides are stinging so much. But Bob and Dylan are not thinking to stop warming him until they acknowledge a puddle of blood coming out from their enemy.
Mage walks in and places his mug of coffee before he tells them to stop beating him and take him to the lake pier for fresh midnight water. "I prefer him to have a good wash to see his face telling the truth before us rather than him dead in a pile of his own shat in our cabin."
They pull Blond on his legs outside the cabin towards the lake, spitting on him along the way because he is moaning about the injuries he sustained at the start of their inquiry to his plans.
He opens his swollen eyes up when they take a bin bag off his head and he can see the stars from above the night sky. He can feel his arms and legs tied up to a metal chair. His body temperature is far greater at the moment than the rusty metal chair they trapped him in, and he does not feel at ease.
Mage slaps him across his face two times, feeling the blood on his hand from his bleeding face.
"I hope you rather stop stargazing tonight or I murder you on the spot before you spill the beans of your evil deeds."
"I swear it was the Dark Lord and his Evil Viking Princess. They contemplated selling unapproved medicines to pregnant women causing birth defects and the former Excellency of Crimson Nation, our David, covered the case up by sending the victims to a madhouse."
"I assume you were an underdog assuming nothing about it and only pushing the pencils to make your career goals go further?"
"I swear it was not me, I only did what I was told."
But Simon smiles and walks one step closer. He steps over a metal chair and smacks his boot in Blond's neck.
"I am sure you are no good fool, same as your forefathers, to be proud satanic island nation supreme commanders who started two global wars and massacred many nations of people leaving piles of corpses behind them." Then he watches how E Blond is gasping for air from his wide open throat. He turns around holding his heel on his crushed throat and feels how his stomach is growling inside him.
"Because your ancestors displaced the entire planet's population in poverty and death so you could be proud at least I can feel your mouth with my warm shat, matey." He lets his belt slip and drops his butt cheeks on Blond. He felt a relief only for a moment Simon's foot came off his dry throat but now he can't breathe much longer feeling feces floating down his mouth, overflowing from sides of his mouth causing him gasping chokes on his throat.
Simon stands up and watches how the wild eyes of His Excellency Blond have lost its focus. His throat is throwing hick-ups, flowing feces and his stomach content out of his mouth for another try to live one. "I am sorry mates, I could not hold myself together allowing him to set free, I wanted to know he had good feed at yesterday's banquet."
Magnum Mage walks over his stomach heading back to the cabins and while he is walking away, he asks his mates to dip into the water with their Excellency Blond for a good wash before they load him up back into their truck.
They tie the knot of the rope to their chain and Ignacius kicks a metal chair over into the lake to pull back up afloat and merge him under the water. "This shat bag is hell heavy."
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Our Bob Mumbo and Dylan Jumbo were Crimson Nation Sumo Federation leaders, and had the nickname Demolition Brothers for their own reason.
Mage was driving their black truck and was learning further about their destined new teammates. He picked up from Crimson Prison.
They learned through Detective Simpleton the mental health hospital in Sinbury is keeping victims of illegal drugs from Dark Lord imprisoned under false claims they were insane.
They pull to third gear and drove Capital Road A30 leading to Sinbury to meet their future perspectives Detective Simpleton recommended for his biblical justice prevail.
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Simon was already in Sinbury before the rest of the heroes arrived at the location Simpleton told to operate a commando mission and walked into a local firearms store.
"I wonder how many crowns it would be for this pellet rifle on display." He points his finger at camouflage model 300X, with a high velocity sniper frame gun with a sticker on it stating it was great for scaring crows of your trees.
The gun store keeper passes a pellet rifle to Simon and lets him know today they are having 10% sale if he purchases it with a 2000 pallet package.
"What a focking sale mate!" He smacks the store keeper in the face with the other end of his rifle and jumps over the counter, hitting him over the head.
"It is a focking sale matey." He continues beating the gun seller, hitting his skull with his thick boots.
He then walks up to the store front and flips the sign over to the store that is closed and closes the lock behind him. "As we say where I am from I was not born on a bus." He walks up to the unconscious but still breathing gun store keeper and takes him back to the storage room to find these 2000 pallets he promised him 10% discount.
Simon walks out back of the store and looks up to the sunny skies above Sinbury, aims and fires at the town square circle made out steps made to sit and have lunch for local office workers. He licks his finger to see the wind direction and counts his breath by the wind speed, observing local wind breeze coming through two to three-storey buildings round the main town square.
"The business as usual." When he is 30 meters away from town square, a car park is on the second floor above the supermarket.
He takes a short walk thinking the perfect wind direction will help him fire and aim to the Crimsoners at town Square. He takes two streets left, believing he will make it in time to reach his spot to open fire, but he notices a man standing at a cash machine near the car park.
The man is looking right at him, observing Simon. He sights, "I think I start sooner rather than later." Simon waves at a man crossing his path, "Hey old man!"
He throws his rifle forward, "Catch it mate." Simon rushes up to him while the rifle lands in man's hands. He kicks his boot tip in his groin and snatches his rifle back from his hands. Simon hits him over his face with his rifle. He takes a step aside and hits his happy customer two times in the neck, smashing his head further in a cash machine cracking its screen.
"I am sure that one will be attempted robbery.", when he walks away from his first happy customer.
He walks up the stairs and then he aims and fires with every breath he takes. Shooting one office worker's ear off, he hits one in his hand and fires a third shot in his ass while there is panic in the town square between officer workers scattering them and running with panic.
Simon takes a seat and opens a can of soda water to see how fast they will find in the car park but before he finishes his drink the firearms officers locate and surround him, "Hands on your head and drop to the floor!"
He takes advice from firearms officers and kneels down the floor holding his hands above him.
When he walks up before the judge, crown prosecution announces charges and brief history of his case, "This man is a wanted fugitive, our dear justice, he committed homicide and assisted in another homicide with another fugitive in the wanted criminals list."
Simon's lawyer takes defence and asks him to be detained before we will hold further medical advice upon crown courthouse. He then asks Simon to take a stand in the witness box to speak his statement in order for the judge to process his case.
Simon walks the aisle with heavy steel cuffs on his both hands and feet, he steps in a witness box and scratches his forehead, "I only wished to make my customers happy, I was working so long keeping shoes clean my dear liege, and I aimed hard to keep it this way."
The judge looks to the defence lawyer and asks him to explain the speech the defendant had just said, "I hope I satisfied you or would like to hear the defendant's further thoughts on his statement."
But before the judge places his hammer, "I am from Ruso planet and I love outstanding women like your daughter, mister judge."
Then the judge shouts it is enough of this and orders him to keep two weeks in high restriction local asylum to see how he will respond to treatment before he can make further decisions.