From Another World 4: Ghost In A Machine.

Epilogue: The Accountants.

Back on Earth in Hell, the Grave Master went to the table where all the villains were, to discuss another failed plan. "Sir, I hate to in form you, but Lord Specter has been defeated a second time," Kyle explained.

"Well that didn't take too goddamn long," Rage said. "Didn't I glue your mouth shut in the previous story?" Nemesis asked. "The same way I'll take you out in your f**king sleep," Rage answered. "Soap, and water." "Now now, gentleman," Satan explained. "Specter might have failed to eliminate the Freak Team, but we have plenty of other plans to get rid of them. Say hello to an old friend of Specter's. Rage that's your cue." "Yes, boss," Rage said, and pulled out a bag.

Inside the bag Rage dug into, was a piece of a metallic skull that Nemesis recognized. "That was from one of Lord Specter's androids," Nemesis explained. "You got that right, you metallic son of a bitch," Rage agreed. "We confiscated this before the invasion, hoping that it would be useful," Satan explained. "We'll soon have another villain join our cause."

Suddenly the doors opened revealing a black tornado, which dissipated into a man wearing a tuxedo, a black, and white wrestler's mask, and of course had purple skin. "Ah, my accountant is here," Satan said, as the accountant came closer to the table. "Gentleman, this is my head accountant, Jeremiah. He, and the other of my accountants own a maze in the middle of a swamp." "Completely unsanitary if you ask me," Lucifer commented. "Who would want to be a Swamp Accountant."

"So, what have you got for us, Jeremiah?" Satan asked. "Unfortunately terrible news, your majesty," Jeremiah answered. "Your arch enemies, God, and Jesus are after the sniper rifle." "Those bearded bastards," Rage commented. "They think they can just take sh*t from us." "Well technically the sniper rifle doesn't belong to us," Kyle explained. "It's rightful owner is Cthulhu himself, and he matches the Devil's second size." "And if Cthulhu teams up with God, we'll have even less of an advantage in taking over the world," Jeremiah added. "Let's not forget that your old reaper is on God's side now." "Well duh, his blonde bitch that he went to high school with wants him on his f**king side," Rage said. "It's not like he can hurt any of us to get his f**king revenge."

"Dropping F-bombs seems to be your favorite way of communicating is it?" Lucifer asked. "As if you can do f**king better than me with swearing," Rage answered. "I was f**king born talking this sh*t language." "Alright enough," Satan said. "Jeremiah, go prepare for Wesley, and his angel lover. Meanwhile, Nemesis, you go, and rebuild the android clone from Specter's army using that broken piece. It's time to finish things, before they get ruined again." Meanwhile back in the middle of space, Lord Specter was stuck floating nonstop, in the same spot, limbless. "I will have my revenge, when I return again," Specter said.

To Be Continued...

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