It was what he figured. Goldbody was in the shuttle bay. He nestled some sort of laser-like device in his arms, and he mowed down everyone he saw.

​     "I won't be defeated!" he bellowed. "This is the day I am to rule the Earth! Don't you understand? I won't have that taken from me! I won't! I am Master of the World! I am..."

     Adam fired a mini-grenade in Goldbody's direction. He watched it adhere to the madman's chest. Then, 

​     WHAM!

​     Apart he flew. Only Goldbody's head managed to stay intact. It looked out at the world in stunned disbelief. 

​     "Master of the World, my happy ass," Adam muttered. He kicked the skull. It came apart like a bag of boiled mush.

     So much for the reign of Gideon Goldbody the First, Adam thought.

CONTINUE