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Dean Stanton sat in the floor of the skiff, his eyes closed, his lips mumbling continually.

“Relax, Pal”, Will Cubit touched the man on the shoulder, but the accountant still jumped, and continued to shake. “We’re almost there. Look!” Will’s finger pointed south. Dean dared open an eye, his flesh and fat vibrating furiously from each wave they crested. “It’s Rainbow island.” Stanton resumed his frightened mode, and Will continued navigating their way to the shore.

Once they arrived, Will half expected the suit to kiss the sand. Instead he pulled out a camera, and began taking video of the abandoned features. Only these two men occupied the island. “You do know my employer wants a citadel, a head-quarters. This looks like… an amusement park.” The tone indicated to Will his commission was in serious jeopardy.

“Oh, of course, but that’s the beauty of this place. Everyone thinks it’s all jolly-fun-time here. Who would suspect a super-villain…”

“My employer prefers the term, Renegade Genius.” Stanton corrected instantly.

“Okay,” Will had no qualms about the semantics, “Who would suspect anything nefarious to come from such a wonderful locale? People don’t see biological weapons factories, they see mass-market treats. They don’t see weapons assembly lines, they see thrill-rides being repaired. Even the name, Rainbow island sounds so harmless, who’s going to look for a evil, er, Renegade Genius here? You buy Skull-crusher Mountain, or Castle Grey-Skull, or anything with skull in it’s title, and the do-gooders will be tipped off from day one.”

“You either make a good point, or are completely nuts.” Stanton said pulling on the merry-go-round, testing it’s resistance.

“I know, that’s why it’s the company slogan.” Will smiled, pressing his card into the man’s suit pocket. “Tell you what, try out a few of these rides with me, and if you’re still not sold, you at least got free admission.”

Like any adrenaline junkie, Dean began enjoying each new thrill-ride more and more. The catapult, the spleen bender, and the RNA de-coder where his favorites. Add to that a large swirl of cotton-candy, and the deal was closed before closing time.