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Drew turned to Broadway Man and Louis once they finally got to the back stage room. There was a round table perfect for what Drew wanted. "We will talk of my plan right here!" With that Drew flopped down in a seat and looked up at both of them, ready to talk.

"I don't really know much on the whereabouts of where Jon is... or to you Broadway Man... Doctor Clean. He was my friend and now that I have this..." Drew slammed the vial of the serum on the table. "... I have everything we need. I think that if I can get this serum circulating through Clean's body... we'll have a success! The only problem is Jon won't be able to think for himself... so... I will need to work out those pieces, but besides that... the thing is... this is like Frankensteinish stuff we're doing here. Now... Broadway Man you are a super-hero... you have great powers... as far as everyone else is concerned... Louis and I have none. You will be the key to this mission. First and foremost though, we must find out where the Army brought Jon. Obviously they are doing something with him or the ambulance would have taken him. We need to find where they took him... and what they are doing! That is the reason I have you two on board... so... what do you think?"

Super Duper Broadway Man turned to Lewis with a sigh.
"Look", he said," you are new to this little group here so I’m goign to explain a few things to you." He got up and walked around the table and got right next to Lewis. "First off, you have no idea what’s going on here so you should keep your mouth shut and find out. Secondly, Drew has saved my life and you have not there for I’m going to take his word over yours, and thirdly, my name is not Stupid Man its Super Duper Broadway Man. So if you would kindly keep your mouth shut until you find out what’s going on it will save us all a great deal of trouble."
He walked back to the place where he was sitting, sat down on the arm of the chair, and looked at Drew.
"I am as ready to try and save John as you are, and I like your plan. As for the first step,” he paused and thought for a moment, "I think we should try the.... PostOffice?"

"Okay boys... quit this quibbling now!" Drew demanded. "If there is any hope for this plan... we must work together. We are a team and from now on... whether we like it or not... we ALL have to try and be friends!"

Drew made sure there was no complaints before he went on. "Now Broadway Man... as for the Post Office idea... I think that..." But Drew's opinion didn't seem to come out. All of a sudden, a loud banging was heard at the backstage doors. It wasn't a pleasent sounding knock, it was a knock that sounded like someone was trying to force the doors open.

Drew looked at Louis and then at Broadway Man. "Who is it?" Drew felt the words slip out of his mouth. Stupid!

"This is the Delmor Official Police! We have reason to believe two fugitives are hiding out here! Either open this door now... or we'll come in by force!" a man's voice hollered from behind the door.

"They always say that..." Drew told Louis and Broadway Man. "It's never as BIG as it sounds. They probably only have a few men at the door... I mean only one of us could probably handle this!"

The door then burst open and ten police officers rushed in with police shields and guns up. About twenty men came crashing through the huge window above Drew's, Broadway Man's, and Louis's head. Another twenty men came through the stage door exit. They were completely blocked in the back stage room.

"Or not...." Drew said quietly under his breath.

Super Duper Broadway Man looked around him. His rapier was a about as good for fighting as a tooth-pick was for Mining. He was slightly worried as the only guns that had ever been pointed in his face were stage props.
"Hey guys, "he said real friendly like putting down his sword, and keeping his hands in plane view "Lets talk about this. “These guys over here can't be that bad you need a freakin platoon to take them in, lets talk. Where's the chief?"
To his immense surprise a man dressed entirely in blue stepped forward. He had on Aviators which of course were mirrored, as all classic cop's glassless are, and instead of a badge a four leaf clover tucked into his shirt.
"I'm sorry lad,” he said in a thick Irish accented voice, "I can't tell you tha-" Suddenly he paused and looked at Super Duper Broadway Man. "Are you Irish?" he asked hopefully.
Not wanting to blow a perfectly good opportunity to save the day, Super Duper Broadway Man said, "...yes."
A look of delight appeared on the chief's face. "I knew it, can’t refuse another Irishman, what was it you wanted to know?"

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Catching the gun, Louis simply stood there stupidly. This Drew was obviously not used to fighting...and he had probably not seen enough television to have a clue as for what to do. The problem was, Louis wasn't going to be much better. He was not a killer...well, he didn't want to think of himself as one, but by now it had become inevitable.

So that was the situation. He was caught with a positively suckish leader, a weird partner, and a small army of cops closing in on him. Unless they somehow got lucky, this fighting would do them no good. So, not really caring what the other two did, he put the gun away, which, on his part was a stupid move. He should have dropped it completely, but as already stated, Louis was a little too inexperienced. He put his hands in the air and dropped to his knees.

As cops swarmed him, the reality of the situation set in. Despite, Drew's being godawful, he was the leader. Louis shot him a desperate look. He didn't want to go in with the cops, but there was no way out. The only chance was that Drew come up with something fast.
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Super Duper Broadway Man looked around him.
"I'm surrounded by three types of idiots. The cowardly, the brave, and the gun totting. I'm getting out of here."
"Gentleman, I do kindly request that you cover your eyes."
Now to understand this we must explain the inner working of the back stage of Mieux Theater. When the theater was I its heyday lard amount of huge stage dressing and props had often to be hoisted up into the air. This lead too many many sand bag being hung from the ceilings. Nor for some reason all these random bags in random places all over the ceiling were all tied to the floor by one fraying old rope. And it was this rope that Super Duper Broadway cut. Instantly about a hundred bags of sand fell 30 feet to the ground and exploded open. The rooms were filled with a very fine eye watering dust. Super Duper Broadway however new exactly where the exit was and he walked calmly and quietly towards it. His tap shoes crunching on the sand on his was out. He quietly shut the door, or what was left of it on its hinges as he walked out, and caught a taxi back to his apartment.

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As an automated response to the gas, Louis crouched and began to cough, unsure what it was. As it cleared, he realized it had not harmed him at all... but had left the cops in a lesser condition.

He rose again and stopped sputtering, realizing that it was not needed. He summed up all his questions in to one. "What was that?"
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