In their secret headquarters, the companions of justice met to discuss and find a solution for the problems facing the world.
“I continue to believe that human overpopulation… will be a catastrophe that we cannot fix,” said James Cotton, fixing his mustache with one hand.
“A problem for another generation,” said Paul Gottard, raising his hand to call the waiter. “Serve another round.”
“What do you suggest? Murder?” Charles Irha asked before taking a shrimp among all the dishes on the table.
“We should have started years ago,” said Samira Eras, a stocky woman wearing a low-cut dress.
“We still have time,” said Finn Fiend, the youngest of the group. “What if…”
The companions of justice paused to pay attention.
“…we start a pandemic with some controllable biological weapon. Then we forced the people to be injected with another biological weapon.”
“How do you plan to do that?” asked Paul Gottard.
“Easy, we just have to say that it is the vaccine for the pandemic. After all, people are handled easily with fear. The second biological weapon will be supplied to the most vulnerable and those with the greatest exposure to the virus. This way we’ll create a civilization without doctors or elders.”
“That would increase death rates from childbirth,” said Samira Eras, with a smile.
“Without doctors people will die from trivial diseases,” said James Cotton.
“Best of all, it will be impossible to find those responsible. It’ll be a natural cause,” said Charles Irha, taking a piece of meat from a tray.
“Ridiculous! The problema will reaper.” Samira Eras said. “It would be better to increase the levels of narcotics in their drinking water.”
“Of course,” said Finn Fiend, “but we’ll have solved the biggest problem humanity currently has.”
“It’s an excellent idea,” said James Cotton, “we should start to…”
Suddenly, the place began to shake making the plates vibrate over the table, and the companions of justice held tightly to their chairs. Then the ground began to open in the middle of the room and an explosion threw them backwards.
A dense cloud of dust made it impossible to see what was happening, but when it dispersed a grotesque figure with red skin and reptilian appearance appeared in their midst. “What I enjoy the most about my job is watching you torture each other.”
Finn Fiend blinked in disbelief at what he had just witnessed. But when he opened his eyes the creature had disappeared. It was just an earthquake, he thought, shaking his head.