*this is a direct sequel to Return of Daug, so I recommend you check that out first.
It was morning, the city was calm and the threat of daug was gone. The city was calm and quiet, and Deadly Sausage was greeting the new mayor. Celery Sal, the former crime city mafia boss had changed his ways after the trauma of the riots and was being inaugurated as the new leader of this so-so city. Deadly Sausage was happy for Sal, but he had still prepared a group of police to watch for any suspicious behavior, as he hadn’t seen how Sal had acted yet. As the inauguration progressed, it seemed as if Sal had genuinely changed, and eventually, Deadly Sausage stopped worrying.
It was now 5 pm, and Sal was throwing a party to celebrate the disbanding of the mafia, and a new age without crime. Deadly Sausage was excited for the changes happening in an attempt to make Crime City a better place, but was thinking about what would happen next. If this city is crimeless, what use is there for a crime-stopping hero? Well, I guess there’s the occasional runaway train, but that’s an overused clichè, and I know the writer is better than that. The party had begun to unwind, and many of the everyday citizens were returning home. A message popped up on his phone from Cop Donut and it read ‘come asap, runaway train near Chinatown.’ Seriously?! He scoffed and reluctantly left.
He was downtown, and heading to Chinatown by car would take too long, so he got out his grappler, and flung himself towards the railway. It was harder than usual because some of the buildings had been destroyed in the prior months during the riots, so he had less to grapple to. When he arrived he could see the train in the distance and was trying to find the best way to stop it. He saw that the tracks were all bolted to the ground, and they led straight towards the station. It had rained heavily, and a large pit of mud sat to the left of the tracks, and a fence to the right. He shot out several bolts on the track and turned the fence a few degrees to the left. The train was speeding up, and the passengers had braced for impact. The train hit the angled fence which pushed it off track and into the pit of mud. The mud stopped to train, and the passengers were all quickly fleeing before the train was enveloped by the mud. This would have been so much easier with superpowers, you’ve never seen Arachnid-Man have a problem with this! The conductor got out to thank Deadly Sausage and was confused to see he wasn’t there anymore.
Back at the Sausage Cave, a car pulled in. Deadly Sausage pressed a button on the dash of the car, and the gravel driveway lowered down. Once the metal roof had shut he exited the car, which began rising up on the platform again. This entrance is so much better than sewers.
His butler was there to greet him, and to his surprise, there were no crime reports. Huh, that’s strange, I barely never get a break. Thought Deadly Sausage as he sat down on his couch. I guess I can take a nap, whatever Mayor Sal is doing is working! He quickly passed out and when he awoke he checked the crime reports and it was still empty. “Huh, that’s strange. Maybe I could go into town and make sure that nothing is up.”
He got in his farmer disguise and headed out of the front door. With a concealed weapon on his waist, he texted Cop Donut on the way ‘Hey, is everything ok in the city?’ no response. Uh oh, that can’t be good! He sped up and grabbed his weapon. He got there finally. “Where’s the problem?” He shouted to a group of people. They all stared at him confused. “Is everything ok?” Someone shouted yes from the crowd, and Deadly Sausage went on throughout the city, trying the same thing, no luck. He checked his phone, and sure enough, Cop Donut had responded. ‘Srry for not getting ur message, i was at the festival.’ What festival? How long have I been out? What year is this?! ‘Festival?’ He looked around, and he noticed faint music playing. He turned towards the direction of the music and saw a band marching through the street. Once he got there he saw Cop Donut in the crowd watching the parade.
Cop Donut noticed him and waved, trying to get Deadly Sausage’s attention. He noticed and walked over there. “Where have you been? I have been trying to find you for a while now.” Deadly Sausage responded, “I was at the Sausage Cave, I didn’t realize there was a festival. Speaking of which, what’s the festival for?” Cop Donut pointed towards a banner that read, ‘Crime city is crime-free!’ I guess I’m not needed here. He grappled away and went back to the Sausage Cave. It was now night, and he was about to go to sleep. Well, if the city is crime-free, then I might as well take a vacation. He fell asleep quickly.
In the morning he woke up and began packing his bags. His butler inquired about it, and he just replied “The city is safe, I’m taking a break.” The butler left him alone, and he finished packing quickly. He got in his car and headed to the airport in his tourist disguise. My first break in a few years, I hope it’s not as bad as the last time. He shudders and sits down to wait for his flight. It was a long wait, but he finally boarded his flight to Ovenia, a giant tropical island. Wow, the famous tropical wonderland. He could see it out of the window of the plane, and it was enormous, around as big as Crime City, but covered in golden beaches and fearsome volcanoes. Once he got out he was greeted by a tour guide and handed a Lei.
“Hi, I’m Pamella Pineapple, I’ll be your tour guide for your trip! Enjoy your stay!” Why so preppy? This is boring, maybe I should have just stayed home. Well, I better make the best of this, my first stop is the volcano. He ignored the tour guide who looked surprised but carried on with the next tourist.
The volcano was located on the other side of the island, and he didn’t have his grappler or car. Guess I have to walk, like a PEASANT! It was also extremely hot, and the sun was beating down. He had to stop several times to get a drink, and it got even hotter as he got closer to the active volcano. This is still boring, why can’t it explode so I could rescue everyone? Maybe I should just go home. He decided he should keep pushing and reach the volcano. It took him a while and when he reached it he thought, This was a waste of time, I’m going to my hotel room. He spent the rest of his four-day-long vacation in his room, looking at his phone.
On the way back he looked at Crime City down below, and something was off, the city was empty and grey, when it’s normally full and grey. Once he got out of the plane he ran to the city. No one was out, but he could feel a strange sense of being watched, but whenever he would look it would stop. He called out several times, but nothing. He texted Cop Donut, not delivered. He headed over to City Hall, and the doors were cracked open.
He peered in and slowly began opening the door. He silently started to sneak through the room and heard a hushed talking from the closet. He opened it and drew his weapon. “What are you doing i-” He was cut off by Cop Donut covering his mouth. “Shh, we’ve got to stay quiet, they might hear us.” “Who? What happened here?” Cop Donut looked shocked. “You haven’t heard? The previously disbanded mafia is back and they’ve taken over the city.” Celery Sal! Of course, that scum. “Well, I’m back so there’s no reason to worry!” Deadly Sausage replied arrogantly, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”
He was about to continue, but heard footsteps and stopped. They were getting louder and closer, and suddenly the doors were yanked open. A guard was standing there with a gun drawn. ‘Ay, watch’ya think you’re doing here? Deadly Sausage pulled his weapon and fired at the gangster. He fell to the ground, and both Deadly Sausage and Cop Donut headed further into the building. They burst into a large meeting room, and several gangsters were waiting there. They all shot at Deadly Sausage, and he knocked them out quickly with a single punch. There was one more who was still conscious, and they interrogated him. “Where is he?!” the gangster replied, “I’on know whatcha talkin’ about?” “Celery Sal, where is he!”
The gangster’s face changed to a pale white, and he was looking over Deadly Sausage’s shoulder. “Right here” They both turned around quickly, staring straight at Sal. “So it seems you found out my master plan. I become mayor, say I ‘changed my ways’, and hold off the mafia for a bit, and once you leave we take over.” “Well it looks like you’re done for,” said Cop donut smugly. “I guess it is, but it won’t do you any good. The city is taken over by my goons, and the cops have been, for lack of a better term, eliminated. You two don’t stand a chance against the hundreds of people who have captured this city.” Great job explaining your whole evil plan, so I’ve had time to come up with a counter-attack. Deadly Sausage smirked and lowered his weapon. “Don’t you think I would have thought of that? Before I left the city I hid undercover police throughout the area, disguised as gangsters, and the second I set off this alarm, your whole operation will be done with.” Sal looked at Deadly Sausage in horror, “But how? How did you know?” Cop Donut drew his weapon. “You really think I would trust a mafia boss to become good just like that.” Celery Sal then tried to run, but Deadly Sausage activated the alarm, and Cop Donut took out Sal.
The gangsters were caught and sent to prison. And all the remaining civilians were instructed to come out of hiding. The city is safe once again, but for how long, in a ruined town with no leader? Part 2 of 3 of the new trilogy.
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