Pancha Forkers and the Egghead Robots (1st Part of a Trilogy)

Prologue

The children stared at the two weird looking persons before them. One was a man, and the other was a boy about their same age.

The man was tall, black and burly, and had very long black hair that hung up to his waist. He was wearing a white shirt, grey suit, grey tie, bright yellow socks and shoes, and white baseball gloves on his hands. He wore a scarlet red underwear over his pants and a pair of golden earrings.

On his face, he had black eyes, a thick black mustache and a trimmed black beard. The man's nose was hammered column wise with three large iron nails; his forehead had three big iron nails driven through it in a row. He carried a huge stone hammer over his shoulder.

The boy was olive skinned, had a ratty appearance, and his bald head was painted in topaz color. He wore a white T-shirt printed with a picture of clock in the chest, and a mini skirt made of leaves over his white shorts. A long paper tail was pasted on his back. He wore a pair of golden earrings, black shoes and socks.

The nose above the boy's thick rosy lips had three large iron nails driven through it in a column. Unlike the man, his forehead was not hammered with nails. He wore topaz color contacts on his eyes and had eyebrows in the same color. He carried a large garland made of lemons in his hand. It was smeared with kumkum.

For a few seconds, the man, boy and the group of Pancha Forkers sized up each other.

"Call off your dog, he's blocking our way!" the man bellowed.

"Who are you, oddballs?" Karma asked loudly.

"Look who's talking," the boy said in a squeaky voice, smirking at them. "I've never seen such a bunch of oddities wearing a metal Tiger's head over their own heads."

"We're wearing a type of helmet," Marx said coldly. "What are you doing inside the forest?"

"That's none of your business! Now call back your dog, or I'll smash his brains!" the man yelled, and swung his stone hammer threateningly.

Kingdom growled ferociously and sprang at the man, but Marx restrained the dog by holding its collar firmly.

Karma laughed bitterly. "I like to see you try that," he said with a sneer. "Our dog will rip your throat."

"How could you two still breath with nails hammered on your noses?" Lenin asked suddenly. "And how are you alive after nails driven through your forehead?" he asked the man.

"Because we're Warlords. We're sent by the divine creature, Madam Smelling," replied the man curtly.

"What!? Madam Smelling! It sounds funny... What's your name?" Teresa asked the man curiously.

"I'm Vandal Cannibal; this is my nephew, Mowli Sharp Monkey," said the man in a gruff voice.

"Excuse me?! Is that your real name? Vandal Cannibal?" Maya asked with disbelief.

"Yes... Who are you? Are you really humans? Show your faces," Mr. Cannibal said.

The Forkers removed their helmets. Mr. Cannibal peered at them.

"We're the Pancha Forkers - super hero kids. I'm Marx Pandyan, leader of this team. This is Karma Veer, that's Lenin Saakiyan. This girl is Teresa Rani and she is Maya Shree. A great catastrophe is about to happen in this forest. We're here to stop that. You two better run and leave this forest to safer grounds," Marx said gravely.

"Super hero kids?!" jeered the boy called Mowli. "What's your super powers? Can you lift hills with your hands?" he asked derisively.

"We could if we wish. Mr. Vandal Cannibal, get out of this forest along with your nephew, before its too late. You're in a dangerous place," Marx said seriously.