- Aug 26, 2004
an AAR of doom
Are you ready for action?
Are you ready for suspense?
Are you ready for the League of Evil?
Yes thats right the worlds most vile madmen, and criminals are back again to try and take over the world. Lead by Count Sirius Luger, he along with Dr. Vincent Gray, General Antonio Marcus, a mexican madman, Hienrich Wilhielm the bastard son of the Kaiser, and finally Bob the huge tribal chief of the Amazon.
Last issue in 1917 the League had captured the Triple Threat, that great allied team of soliders. Lead by Eddie Rickenbacker, the heroic flying ace, who is followed by Alvin York, perhaps the greatest riflemen in America, and finally Edgar Myles a british soldier and all around nice guy. The League had stolen close to a ton of explosives from the English Armory, to use in the massive artilley cannon recently created. Deep inside the mountian lair, the braves heros are presented to the vile Count Luger.
"Fools! You fell right into my trap. As soon as the shell is load a qaurter ton of TNT will fall upon London, then Paris, then Berlin, and finally Vienna." Count Luger sat in his throne smiling at the Triple Threat kneeling before him tied up. Bob, Count Luger, and General Marcus stood close by. Hienrich, and Dr. Gray was out inspecting the Leagues operations in southern China.
"You mad man! You'd killed thousands!" York looked up at him a stern looked in his eyes. General Marcus kicked York in the back."Silence!"
"Oh dear Mr. York i do not do this to kill, I do it for power. With the governments of europe in shambles my army will go from nation to nation taking power. Any who oppose me shall feel the sting of the Super Cannon!" Luger cackled.
" How do you plan to fire that ghastly thing?" Edgar Myles said. The General was about to kick the British soldier when, Luger held up his hand. "Ah I was hoping you would say that."
The Count went through every single aspect of the cannon, as he did Myles slowing ran a thin blade against his ropes. "..then I sent Bob to London to locate the gunpowder, and primer needed to make the shot work. As he did that..."
Rickenbacker felt the blade press into his palm, after cutting the ropes he passed it onto to York. The three men looked at their captors, Count Luger in his chair, Bob by the door, and the General walking around behind Lugers throne. "The one on the left? And I take center?" Myles asked.
"I'll take the big guy." York replied softly, their captor still going on about his plan.
"Let's go..." Rickenbacker jumped up and ran to Count Luger. York took Bob, and Myles got to handle the Mexican with too many medals on his chest. A sharp right to the jaw, followed by a southpaw. Luger barely stood a chance falling down his face bloody. General Marcus was holding his own against Myles, and Bob was blindsided by York and a chair to the side of the head. Rickenbacker helped out where he could. The battle raged on, unseen to these men Luger crawled to his throne and opened a secret panel and turned a dial, then flipped a blinking red switch.
The Triple Threat never felt what hit them, the explosives stored in the League of Evil's lair went off in a matter of seconds. It destroyed the Super Cannon, the majority of the League army, Count Luger, General Marcus, Bob, and finally the Triple Threat.
So readers has the league been defeated for good?
Find out next issue!