PART ONE: ENTER THE BADDIE
"Hold her steady, you addle-brained smatchers!" the sinister Doctor Clench bellowed into the speaking tubes, "Buckingham Palace is in my sights!"
Contrary to his command, the mechanical crab seemed to shudder more underneath the not-so-good Doctor, making him lose his patience and almost lose his lunch. The MechaniCrab (Mark-5), had taken him three months to build, and required the blackmail of twenty steel-mill industrialists and thirteen inventors. Doctor Clench was indeed a genius (and would be the first to tell you so... or more likely, yell it at the top of his lungs),
he was aware of his limitations. What he could create in a year, a team of willing (or coerced) geniuses could create in a month. After all, two heads were better than one.
Which reminded him of something. He pulled out his notebook, unscrewed his fountain pen, and took down a memo to himself. "Revisit... two... headed.. minion... project...". It was one of the many ideas he had conceived of several years ago, during one of his many stints in prison, but had not got around to testing it in the lab. If there's one flaw to being a dastardly mastermind, it's that their weren't enough hours of the day to commit all the atrocities against man and God that you wanted to commit.
Still, he stuck true to what his mother taught him, and was sure to commit at least one evil deed a day. Yesterday had been a hard day... he managed to kidnap a young blonde Ingenue and tie her to the railroad tracks, only to discover that he had read the wrong train schedule. The train was not due for another four hours, throwing off everyone's schedule.
