This has links into The Weird Sisters 1-4
Part 1 http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic-8/marvel-mayhem-weird-sisters-1-1508303/#2/
Part 2 http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic-8/marvel-mayhem-weird-sisters-2-1510644/#0/
Part 3 http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic-8/marvel-mayhem-weird-sisters-3-1522158/#1/
Part 4 http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic-8/marvel-mayhem-weird-sisters-4-1534377/#1/
And Heroes For Hire: Miami Vice 1-6
AND Punisher #11 http://www.comicvine.com/forums/fan-fic-8/marvel-mayhem-punisher-11-1537293/#3
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The Slug’s Compound, Miami Florida
“Which face do I look at Andre?” muttered Slug to his pallet jack operator who wheeled the obese crime lord into the room.
“Dunno boss, I just push you around.”
Slug smiled at the ivory skinned woman with three faces standing in his living room. She looked him up and down and folded her arms. Andre quickly locked the platform and made himself scarce.
“You? You run Miami?”
Slug chuckled “To a degree. Drink?”
“Only if you have blood.”
Slug paused, unsure of how to answer. “No, all out. But champagne, water, martinis, milk…” She turned, unimpressed, to face the window but one face still looked at him.
“You will leave Miami.”
Slug sucked breath through his teeth “Pardon?”
She turned back to him “Do you have fat in your ears also? You will leave Miami.”
“You come into my house and tell me what to do?” roared Slug, his body rippling like a bowl of shaken jelly.
With a wave of her hand she shot an energy bolt from her fingers that snapped the platform the obese man rested on sending him crashing to the floor. The whole room shook.
“Andre! ANDRE!” screamed Slug as he flailed like a turtle on its back.
She stalked forward and put a foot on his neck “I am Hecate, the triple goddess. Your empire is now mine! You can leave Miami or I will strap you a burning wheel for a hundred years and roast you like the fat pig you are!”
“Okay, okay!” huffed Slug as the foot pressed on his bulbous neck.
“I have called the local authorities with a tip that you have drugs in your house. They will drag you from my sight. Once they have finished with you, you will leave Miami and never return, or…” Her hands burst into bristling flames “Do you understand?”
“Yes, yes!” he panted.
She crouched down and looked him straight in the eye, her hands near his face causing him to sweat profusely. “I hope you don’t. I would rather see you pop and sizzle like bacon!”
And like that she was gone, just as the sounds of sirens came into earshot. Slug tried to right himself to no avail.
“ANDRE!”
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Slug lay in the prison hospital, hooked up to a drip. He’d been locked up for about three weeks even though he posted bail, seems some of the notes were forged and marked from several heists so the process was getting bogged down with other charges possibly being laid.
He wanted to suffocate that three faced cow in the folds of his stomach for this humiliation, this insult! But honestly she scared him. Better to err on the side of caution for now, come back once someone had put a bullet in her head. But for now he waited looking up at the dirty ceiling.
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