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Starring:

Doctor Sinister. An evil Supervillain with an insane lust for power. Although his secret island base has seemingly been destroyed, the Doctor still plots to become future Emperor and Warlord of the planet Earth. Enjoys the company of cats and cloned genetically modified Dinosaurs.

And featuring:

General Menace. Graduated from West Point Military Academy with honours, served for twenty-five years in the US Army, reaching level of 2-star General in command of training facilities before being recruited by Doctor Sinister to command his New Model Army of World Domination. Has a penchant for cigars. Narrowly escaped the apparent destruction of Sinister Island with his lord and master.

EPISODE 26 – "A New Hope"

Low power lighting dimly illuminates the sleeping form of Doctor Sinister sprawled in an enormous Emperor-sized bed beneath black silk sheets. The bed occupies a huge room, hewn from solid rock, and is surrounded by the trappings of wealth. Ornate tapestries hang from the walls, bearskin rugs are scattered on the stone floor, a large crate containing precious gems and bundles of cash has been dumped in one corner next to a cat litter tray, and a massive flat panel TV sits at the far end of the bed, lined with racks of DVDs to either side.

Two Siamese cats sleep peacefully on the Doctor’s stomach as he snores, his chest rising and falling, cybernetic arm twitching as if eager to be pressing buttons and signing death warrants.

With a low chime, a subdued alarm clock sounds and elsewhere in the room, electronic equipment slowly brings up the lighting, and activates the piped music of Wagner. The sound of birdsong fills the air as the smell of freshly cut grass wafts in through the air vents. Doctor Sinister stirs and the cats wake up too, licking their fur contentedly.

There is a knock on the door. The cats instantly react and curl up in anger. General Menace enters holding a silver platter with a single banana on it.

General Menace: Good morning Sire!

Doctor Sinister: Ah, good morning General.

(Doctor Sinister takes the banana and raises his cybernetic hand. Instantly, a thin curved blade extends from his little finger and as he slides the blade down the banana, the skin drops off, whole)

You know, I had the most horrendous dream.

Really?

Yes, I dreamt that our island base had been destroyed and that we’d spent the last year or so on the run from the authorities, wandering around America trying to earn a crust, appearing on weird reality TV shows and we finally ended up running a mortgage scam in some Godforsaken town.

Erm…

But I can see now that it was just a nightmare, although my bedroom looks like it’s been redecorated a bit.

Actually my Lord, it wasn’t a dream, it was all true. We’re still in the USA, on the run, so to speak, albeit your financial dealings have earned us about three billion more US dollars just since you woke up.

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