Sinister Squad Page #2

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A powerbroker. Literally,

actually.

Traded influence for favors.

Delusions of grandeur,

for sure,

but never quite got

power of his own.

A whisper from him and a king

would hand over his crown.

An army would retreat.

At least that was before he

broke the magic mirror.

It was a gateway between worlds.

He could've used it to go

anywhere.

But he broke it.

Somehow tied himself to it and

he needs it or he is powerless.

Honestly, I don't get it.

If his powers aren't working

then he's just a glorified

conman.

Why do you want him?

It's not what he can do that

I'm interested in,

it's what he knows.

Who he knows.

I'm convinced he wants something

from these messengers.

Or perhaps more likely, that

they want something from him.

Yeah. Yeah, he was pretty

spooked back in the alley.

I got to go with Alice on this

one, Goldie.

If you say so.

Who's next?

The big bad wolf.

Got a temper on him.

Didn't recognize him from back

home, but I know the type.

Found him at the zoo,

of all places.

He was eating the animals.

You didn't see what he did to

those poor little pigs.

Took six tranq darts just to

bring him down.

I thought I was going

to lose my head.

What?

You've seen worse?

I've lived with worse.

Hmm.

Goes by bluebeard,

obvious reasons.

He has a set of blades

he calls his wives.

Somehow it makes him stronger

every time he kill someone.

Goldie:
When I picked one up i

could feel the life force of

everyone he killed.

Almost like it was flowing

through me making me stronger.

But he only kills women?

A lot of them.

Is that you in there, Goldie?

Huh?

Oh, he quite fancies you,

doesn't he?

Yes, it is you.

Since those bears didn't

tear you apart,

come sleep in my bed, Goldie.

You okay with him being here?

Goldie.

He doesn't scare me.

When I signed up for this, it

was to get rid of guys like

this,

not start a collection.

Fire with fire and all of that.

If we were to be beat the

messengers,

sooner or later,

we'll need some monsters

of our own.

It's only a matter of time.

Yes.

Alice:
It's a start. Get back

out there, you two.

We've reports of missing persons

turning up half eaten.

If I had to guess I'd say

'witch'

if possible, I'd have you find

her before her next meal.

Piper:
It smells like the place.

Goldie:
I hate witches.

Careful, Piper.

We're here to catch a witch.

Table for two, huh.

She shouldn't be far from

whatever this is.

Piper:
Goldie, he's a messenger.

Piper:
What would a witch want

with one of death's messengers?

Goldie:
Piper!

Goldie:
Hold still!

Witch:
He's miiiine!

Oh, I'm sorry am interrupting?

Do I know you?

Looking glass, right?

Am I right?

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