My Adventures of The Great Mouse Detective

Ratigan, the Crime Lord

Chapter 3: Ratigan, the Crime Lord

Third Person POV

Mr. Flaversham was taken in a barrel prison by the same bat who ruined his store and kidnapped him from his daughter and guest. There, he was held captive by the rat, who the bat worked for. Hiram was pulling levers to test out the project he was working on, which was soon to be the queen because the professor wanted to eliminate the real queen of Mousedom. The robot was connected to the cord, so he could do tricks with the robot, such as pouring tea. While the project itself was amazing, it upset him that he had to make this robot to replace the real queen.

Yes, Kaitlin was a good guest of his and she was willing to do what it took to keep his daughter safe and protected. Hiram was glad they were there to support and care for each other, but he wondered if someone was there to help them along the way. Were they able to find Basil safely? How would they find the toymaker and save him?

Mr. Flaversham's thoughts were interrupted by a dark figure in the shadow, who was smoking a cigarette holder, smoking. The figure chuckled darkly as he admired the toymaker's handiwork. The figure was a big grey furred rat with a black tuxedo, black cape with a red underside, dark pink and dark purple bowtie, tall white collar, and dark grey vest with buttons. He also had yellow eyes, lavender rims around his eyes, and neatly combed black hair. It was none other than Professor Ratigan, the crime lord, himself! "Quite an ingenious scheme, eh Flaversham?" Ratigan asked and pinched his cheeks like he would a child, adding, "And aren't you proud to be a part of it?" Ratigan laughed inwardly as Mr. Flaversham pulled himself away from the vile creature.

Mr. Flaversham gulped as he continued using the controls. "T...this whole thing is-is...i-i-it's monstrous!"

But Ratigan didn't care. He was happy about his diabolical plan. "We will have our device ready by tomorrow evening, won't we?" Ratigan took out his bell with the handle between his fingers, which was meant for people who disobeyed his orders, so they could be eaten by his cat, Felicia. "You know what would happen if you, uh...fail." He let the bell slip, making a gentle chime.

Rage boiled inside the toymaker. His mustache twitched as he began to lose his temper. "I...I...I don't CARE!" he raged as he violently tugged onto the controls, letting it lose control. The robot dumped a pot of tea on its head and flung it at the rat, who ducked before it got him. The robot continued its spastic state and bounced until it started to die down, but let oil fly out of its arm.

The oil landed on Ratigan's shoulder, much to the crime lord's disgust.

"You can do what you want with me!" Mr. Flaversham shouted defiantly as Ratigan angrily watched him confront him, while using a pink handkerchief to clean out his stain. "I won't be a part of this-this...this evil any longer!"

Ratigan, still unmoved by the toymaker's defiance, knowing what he really meant, inhaled smoke from his nose and shrugged. "Mmm...very well. If that is your decision." He laughed and saw a wind-up toy flower that was made for the toymaker's daughter. "Oh, uh, by the way, I'm taking the liberty of having your daughter brought here." He picked up the toy and wound it, giving him a toothy smirk.

"O-Olivia?" Mr. Flaversham asked, horrified.

Satisfied with the toymaker's answer, he found he'd hit a nerve and chuckled as he set the toy down, letting it turn into a mouse and dance on the table. "Yes, I will spend many sleepless nights if...anything unfortunate would befall her." He let out a small laugh as the music played it's lullaby.

"You...you wouldn't!"

"Oh, and I must point out that there's this other girl mouse who is taking care of her. Is that right?"