The Emergency Alarm

Mr. Bee and Officer Swan were enjoying a peaceful moment in their large office, sipping tea and chatting about their recent adventures. "Thanks to Almighty Allah," Mr. Bee said, taking a sip of his tea.

Officer Swan smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "From a cafe to here, but no hard work, just luck," he said, his voice filled with honesty.

Mr. Bee chuckled, his eyes gleaming with agreement. "Huh, yeah! But I think now I am the owner, however, so I was thinking what about we expand this office for not just a Fantasy War Office where these issues are solved but something maybe added if I want to... I mean, with your consult... so... I mean, first of all, we are not working for any government but for we love this job... I love this job, so... yeah! I think I may bring some changes in the future."

Officer Swan nodded, his expression thoughtful. "Yeah, whatever!"

Suddenly, an alarm rang loudly, and a voice was heard from everywhere. "We need help, allow us... allow us... allow us..."

Officer Swan covered his ears, wincing in pain. "What are they asking to allow, and who are they?"

Mr. Bee also covered his ears, his face scrunched up in discomfort. "I don't know, but my ear drums are going to burst. Okay, okay! We allow!"

The alarm stopped, and they found themselves in a quite non-real place, surrounded by white light. As the light faded, they saw a table in front of them where the vampire and werewolf kings were sitting on their seats side by side.

Mr. Bee and Officer Swan were offered seats, and they sat down to have a meeting about their problem. "What the hell was that!" Mr. Bee asked, his voice still echoing with the alarm.

The vampire king's face was serious. "It was an emergency alarm... we had to teleport you for our help... only you can help us."

The werewolf king's face was tense, his eyes filled with worry. "The problem is, we are facing a big problem in our world... we are like two kings of a world... manage our men at our areas, but I think someone from outside is invading our boundaries, and we doubt the ghost community... they have started killing our men. Now, if we didn't stop them, they'll get over us... we believe that at night, when we turn and attack bad people to satisfy our souls, they also get out and kill our innocent men, and that is not something we would tolerate."

Mr. Bee's expression turned sarcastic. "So, this was your emergency, huh! It's easy, just get the ghost community king on the table, what's the matter?"

The vampire king swallowed, his face pale. The werewolf king hesitated before speaking. "We can't do that at all."

Mr. Bee's eyes narrowed. "What! What's the problem... why does it seem like you are scared of him."

The vampire king punched the table, his face darkening. "Don't say that again!"

The werewolf king tried to explain. "The thing is, he is so arrogant and not so kind of person. We can't put him in the seat like you."

Mr. Bee leaned back in his chair, his eyes thoughtful. "Look, listen to me! The thing is... sometimes we think of people to be so rude or bad or arrogant, but always it's not like that... I will advise you to bring him in the seat now, invite him now... he can reach here in a sec by his powers, after all, he's the king of the ghost community... just call him with your throne or chair buttons."

The werewolf king pressed the button on his seat, and the ghost king appeared in a minute or two. He managed himself to an empty chair opposite to both of the kings, so that he could talk face to face to them.

Mr. Bee looked at him, his eyes curious. "Umm... so I am Bee, the new boss at the Fantasy War Office, and we have a problem... and that is... without wasting any time, I'll come to the point... the thing is, the vampire and werewolf are facing innocent deaths in their respective areas... so... they think it might be your men... not officials of the government but maybe the random men of yours because both of their men are dying."

The ghost king laughed, his voice cold and menacing. "These are my men!"

The vampire king's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "What did you just say?"

The ghost king's voice was arrogant. "These are my men, and they will keep killing both of your innocent men... do whatever you want to do, but I can do nothing about it."

The vampire king's face twisted in rage, and he jumped out of his seat, but Mr. Bee intervened. "Stop! Stop! Get back on your seat."

The vampire king controlled his anger and sat back down. Mr. Bee turned to the ghost king. "Listen to me, you... tell us completely and accurately why you responded like that! Now!"

The ghost king's expression changed, and he looked at Mr. Bee with a mix of sadness and desperation. "And what if I don't, huh! What if I don't! My daughter... my little daughter they kidnapped, and it's in their cage, but none helped me... now they are killing your men... who cares? None cared about my daughter from the beginning... you both knew about her, now why are you asking me for help... I don't know where my daughter might be at the time... where is their hidden cave... I don't know!"

Mr. Bee's expression softened, and he nodded. "So, I was right about you... you are not rude or arrogant... it's your daughter kidnapped, that's what made you look like this and behave like this... however, so... I don't understand, you said these are my men, and now you are telling a different story."

The ghost king's voice was laced with disappointment and frustration. "There is no different story... these men are from the ghost community, I know... it's a whole gang, they do crimes and stuff like that."

Mr. Bee's eyes lit up with a new idea. "Alright, so here's the offer... if we found out your daughter... can you stop this innocent men dying by punishing the kidnappers?"

The ghost king's face twisted in rage again. "I will rip their heads!"

Mr. Bee tapped on the table, and the table groaned. "Hey, it's my eye."

Mr. Bee apologized, "Oops, sorry!" and continued, "Alright, then now we just have to find them, save your daughter, and the problem will be solved!"

The ghost king's expression turned skeptical. "And how are you gonna do that exactly? These are just bluffs, my daughter is very, very hard to be saved from them! But one thing is for sure, the day I got these men in my hands, I'll kill them."

Mr. Bee smiled confidently. "Well, then you don't worry, it's now our job, and you can leave now!"

The ghost king disappeared after saying, "Whatever!"

The vampire king's voice was dark and menacing. "So, what are we going to do now?"

Mr. Bee joined his hands together in a classy way. "Let's see... one thing is for sure... Officer Swan and I are going to stay now until we solve this case... after all, we have new guns of ours, what else we need to solve this, huh!"

With a newfound sense of determination, Mr. Bee and Officer Swan set out to solve the case, determined to find the ghost king's daughter and put an end to the violence between the vampire, werewolf, and ghost communities.

They began their investigation, gathering clues and following leads. As they dug deeper, they uncovered a complex web of deceit and corruption that went far beyond a simple kidnapping.

The sun was setting over the city, casting a golden glow over the buildings. Mr. Bee and Officer Swan were in their office, pouring over the evidence they had collected.

"I think we're getting close," Mr. Bee said, his eyes shining with excitement. "We just need to find the location of the kidnappers' hideout."

Officer Swan nodded, his face set in determination. "We'll find it, Mr. Bee. We'll find it and we'll save the ghost king's daughter."

As they continued their investigation, they finally received a tip that led them to the kidnappers' hideout. With guns drawn, they approached the building, ready for a confrontation.

The kidnappers were taken by surprise, and they were quickly subdued. Mr. Bee and Officer Swan entered the building, and they found the ghost king's daughter held captive in a cell.

With a smile, Mr. Bee freed the girl, and she was reunited with her father. The ghost king's expression softened, and he thanked Mr. Bee and Officer Swan for their help.

The case was closed, and the violence between the vampire, werewolf, and ghost communities came to an end. Mr. Bee and Officer Swan had saved the day once again, and they returned to their office, tired but triumphant.