My first stop was Pawshank Penitentiary holding Gandalf’s convicted murderer, HRH Spayed. To avoid detection by prison authorities, I simply teleported into the cell (yes, very Star Trek). My sudden appearance out of thin air scared Spayed half to death.
“I’m finally going stir-crazy! I’m seeing freakin’ white rabbits now!”
“Actually, I’m an arctic hare. Commander Tundra Bunny, Agent of H.A.R.E., at your service. Mother Nature sent me and man, is she pissed off at YOU, buddy.”
It didn’t take Spayed long to spill the beans about the whole sordid mess and about how the real murderer, She Who Seeks of the Translesbigay Mafia, had railroaded Spayed into prison using the stolen Karmic Crystal of Justice.
“Do you know where this She Who Seeks is now?”
“No.” Spayed hesitated. “I can help you find her though. I know a couple of guys. But you gotta spring me outta here first.”
“Yeah, we can do that, no problem.”
An arctic wolf named Agent Yuri magically manifested beside me, ready for action. All our agents are accomplished shapeshifters, so Agent Yuri immediately changed himself into an exact carbon copy of Spayed. With Spayed’s temporary clone remaining in the cell to allay suspicion, the real Spayed and I teleported out of the prison to freedom. And to vengeance.
[Story © Tundra Bunny and Debra She Who Seeks, 2024.
Art and photo of art © Debra She Who Seeks, 2023.]
5 comments:
...could you teleport someone else?
@ Tom -- In this advanced universe, yes.
The tale builds! I can't wait to read about the smokey gin joints and the sordid chanteuse. I mean this is a black Noir sort of story is it not?
The Star Trek effect is a great addition!
Clearly this is an advanced society!
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