The Adventures of the Misfits of Mayhem - Episode 11: Vlad’s Request
Jack and Polly Mason travel deep into Count Vlad’s icy domain, where alliances are tested and hidden agendas sharpen their claws.
As Jack receives a seductive offer from the Dark Dominion, Polly faces the probing mind-games of Dr. Goodefellow—and not all masks stay in place.
But in the shadows, suspicions grow… and a single whispered word may tip the balance between loyalty and betrayal.
SCENE 1 – THE LIMO RIDE
The limousine hums through the snowy night, its interior warm and dim.
Jack sits with the North Pole Championship and the Universal Championship beside him, both gleaming like captured prey.
Across from him, Polly watches the passing trees, humming a strangely peaceful tune.
Suddenly she speaks.
POLLY: “Blue.”
JACK: “What? No, I’m not sad.”
POLLY: “No, Jackie… the color. The serum Moreau gave Marcus for our cousins—it was blue. But the one you injected? Yellow.”
Jack stiffens.
JACK: “He didn’t notice.”
POLLY (musing): “Not yet. But it would feed his suspicion… if he did.”
The limo turns up Vlad’s long driveway. Polly suddenly brightens.
POLLY: “We’re almost at Countie Vlad’s! I love his house.”
JACK: “Different is a word for it. Don’t forget—Goodefellow wants to poke at your brain.”
Polly hums louder, swaying.
The limo stops. She leaps out instantly.
As Jack exits with the belts, he notices a demoness and her hulking demon guard getting into a black car and leaving.
JACK (under his breath): “Now what were they doing here…?”
Polly calls him sharply, and Jack heads toward the mansion.
END SCENE 1
SCENE 2 – ENTRYWAY
The tall, ghostly servant opens the doors.
SERVANT: “Master Vlad awaits.”
Inside the grand entry hall, Count Vlad, Yeti, and Dr. Goodefellow stand waiting.
Vlad spreads his arms.
VLAD: “Jack. Polly. Welcome.”
Before Jack can speak, Polly sprints straight at the hulking Yeti.
POLLY: “Yeti!!!”
The dour beast actually cracks a smile as he lifts her in a hug.
YETI: “Little sister of chaos.”
Goodefellow clears his throat.
GOODEFELLOW: “Miss Polly, we have much to examine.”
Polly follows him cheerfully.
Jack watches her go, then turns toward Vlad.
VLAD: “Walk with me.”
He leads Jack into the parlor, Yeti lumbering behind them.
END SCENE 2
SCENE 3 - The Parlor and The Test
PARLOR
The fire glows warmly. Vlad gestures.
VLAD: “Sit, Jack. You are among allies.”
Jack settles in, wary but composed.
VLAD: “First, congratulations. The Universal Championship suits you.”
Jack nods slightly.
Vlad continues.
VLAD: “Now. To business. Yeti will challenge you for the North Pole Championship at Nightmare at the North Pole.”
Jack raises a brow.
JACK: “Big guy deserves it. Big stage, big fight.”
VLAD: “Indeed. And he must walk away champion.”
Jack thinks for a beat.
JACK: “I can make it look good.”
Vlad smiles like a serpent lulled by music.
TESTING CHAMBER
Polly sits under soft lamps as Goodefellow shines a penlight in her eyes.
GOODEFELLOW: “Follow the light… yes… good. Now, when I clap twice?”
Polly instantly goes rigid, eyes wide, smiling unnaturally.
GOODEFELLOW: “Perfect. And the song?”
POLLY (singing softly):
“Little sheep on silver feet,
Walking where the shadows meet…”
Goodefellow beams.
PARLOR
Vlad rises.
VLAD: “At the event, you will wear not the standard belt… but ours.”
He opens a cabinet to reveal the Dark Dominion variant of the North Pole title—black leather, obsidian plates, fanged sigil.
Jack’s eyes flash with interest.
JACK: “Now that’s a belt.”
VLAD: “Deliver Yeti the title, give me the spectacle I desire, and you will be welcomed fully into the Dominion.”
He leans close.
VLAD:
“Your new title…
Meanfang.”
Jack inhales sharply.
JACK: “Oh… I like that.”
Yeti growls approvingly.
Vlad extends his hand.
VLAD: “Then the pact is made.”
TESTING CHAMBER
Goodefellow whispers a command word. Polly’s pupils dilate instantly.
GOODEFELLOW: “Who do you obey?”
POLLY (dreamy): “You, Doctor.”
Satisfied, he closes his notebook.
As he turns away—
Polly’s face clears.
Her eyes sharpen.
POLLY (whisper): “Good. You’re still fooled.”
Then she snaps back into her manic persona as Goodefellow returns.
EPILOGUE
THE LIMO
The limo glides through the dark.
Jack leans forward, whispering into Polly’s ear.
Her eyes flutter shut—then open again, lucid and calm.
JACK: “So? How’d it go?”
POLLY: “The walls held. Goodefellow saw nothing.”
Jack nods.
POLLY: “And you?”
Jack smirks.
JACK: “They want me. Full membership. Fang title and all.
All I gotta do is drop the belt to Yeti.”
Polly leans back, watching him.
POLLY: “Will you?”
Jack grins dangerously.
JACK: “I’ll make it look like I will.”
Polly laughs softly as snow drifts past the windows.
THE MANSION
Goodefellow snaps his case shut.
GOODEFELLOW: “Her programming is perfect, Count. Total obedience.”
VLAD: “Excellent. You’ve served well.”
Goodefellow leaves through the tall doors.
A long pause.
A metallic rattle from the shadows.
VLAD: “You may come out, Marcus.”
Marcus the Beastmaster steps forward, scowl deepening.
MARCUS: “I don’t trust him. Something’s off.”
Vlad folds his hands.
VLAD: “Then watch him.
But for now, he and Polly have shown no disloyalty.”
Marcus grudgingly nods and leaves.
Yeti turns to Vlad.
YETI: “Do you trust him?”
Vlad pours a glass of wine, smirking at the fire.
VLAD:
“Trust?
My dear Yeti…
trust is for fools.”
The fire crackles ominously.
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