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"NO GROOT!" Shouted a voice from the other end of the laboratory. The voice of Dr. Mendoza.
"Oh master please, just this one?" Groot begged.
"No Groot, I want him alive." Dr. Mendoza said, walking over to him.
Groot frowned, but put is knife back in its sheath.
"So you came back to rescue your friends," The doctor said to Mike, "How predictable."
"You piece of garbage!" Mike shouted angrily, "What did you do to Davy and Peter?"
"I made them better, improved their bodies." Dr. Mendoza said with a shrug.
"Just like you did with your son, you fiend?" Mike retorted.
"So he told you what I had done?" Dr. Mendoza asked, then slapped Mike across the face, "He doesn't understand, YOU do not understand that I did what I had to do!"
"I doubt that." Mike said.
"Bah, bring him to the operating room." Dr. Mendoza ordered Peter and Groot, waving his hand.
The two men dragged Mike away.
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Meanwhile, Boris, having lost Mike, rampaged through the lower castle rooms, looking for any sign of his father or the Monkees. He entered the room with the cages once again and spotted someone lying in a cage wearing the blue shirt and gray pants of one of his enemies.
With a roar, he charged over to the cage, pulled apart the bars and yanked the person out. Boris grabbed the person by the throat and held him up. He was surprised though that this didn't look like one of his enemies. This person looked like a werewolf. Boris was even more surprised when this werewolf easily pried Boris' hands away from his neck.
"Help...me." Davy rasped. It was hard for him to speak as his tongue had grown thicker.
"Help you?" Boris growled back, "You one of...Monkees."
"I am Davy." Davy replied, "Doctor Mendoza did this…to me. Help me stop him...before he hurts others."
"You help my father." Boris said, quieter this time, staring at Davy.
"This is how...he repays me." Davy replied, pointing to his hairy face. "I am not your enemy."
Boris stared at Davy for several long seconds, then growled and reached for him.
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Peter and Groot took Mike into another room, this one looking like an operating theater. Micky was already strapped to an operating table and next to him was a second table, this one holding an ape. Nadia was standing by Micky's table.
"Mike, Peter?" Micky said as he lifted his head off his table.
"Micky, are you okay?" Mike asked.
"He's fine for now." Dr. Mendoza answered, "But he will be even better after I remove his brain and put it into the body of this ape."
"Always trying to improve people, aren't you?" Mike snapped, "Just like your son Boris?"
"Who's Boris?" Micky asked.
"We knew him as Frankie the monster." Mike said with contempt, "He was like us...until his dad operated on him."
"Boris had Marfan syndrome!" Dr. Mendoza shouted, "He grew up taller and bigger than other children his age! Even your President Lincoln was rumored to have that disease!"
"So you turned him into a machine?" Micky asked, aghast.
"I did it to save his life!" Dr. Mendoza screamed. "You idiots will never understand that!" The doctor then took several deep breathes to calm himself down. He then turned to Mike.
"So what shall I do with you, Mr. Critic?" Dr. Mendoza said, "Perhaps I can use you as a spare if your friend's brain isn't compatible?"
"Master, you promised to make me into a tall handsome monster!" Groot exclaimed, "Use him on me!"
"Hmmm...you have a point, Groot." Dr. Mendoza said, looking Mike up and down, "He has long, strong bones and muscles..." He clapped his hands together, "I'll use his bones to make you tall and strong!"
"Oh thank you, master." Groot said gratefully.
"Take this anesthetic and knock him out." Dr. Mendoza said, indicating a needle on a side table, "I'll operate on him after I'm done with his friend."
Peter and Groot took Mike over to the table. Groot got the needle and made to inject it into Mike's arm.
"Wait, Groot." Peter said, "Let me do it."
Groot handed the needle to Peter, while holding Mike from behind.
"Peter, don't do this." Mike begged, shaking his head. "I'm your friend."
"I know." Peter smiled...then plunged the needle into Groot's arm!
Groot howled and let go of Mike, trying to pull the needle out.
Mike looked at Peter. Peter's eyes were back to normal and the fangs were gone from his mouth.
"What's going on?" Dr. Mendoza demanded, rushing toward them.
"I'm back, Mike." Peter said to his friend.
Mike nodded, then knocked the table over at Dr. Mendoza. He jumped back to avoid being hit, while Nadia cried out in surprise.
"Groot, get them!" Dr. Mendoza shouted.
The doctor's valet had managed to pull the needle out of his arm by then. He took a step toward Mike and Peter...then collapsed onto the floor, the contents of the needle having done its job.
"Nadia, shoot them!" Her father shouted.
She was already running over to another table to get the gun. Mike reached Nadia just as she grabbed the gun and the two struggled over it. Nadia was much stronger than she looked and Mike found it hard to keep the gun pointed away from him.
Peter was trying to reach Micky, but Dr. Mendoza blocked his way.
"I don't know how you changed back, but I'll make sure you're dead for real!" He snarled at Peter.
"It must be those antibiotics You're taking, Peter." Micky said, "It wiped out his vampire bacteria in your blood."
"Really?" Peter asked, then had to dodge as the evil doctor charged him.
It was then that Boris crashed into the room, followed by Davy.
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