Anita Blake Parody by Bungluna

Chapter 5

The first hint I had that I was in serious trouble was the noise.  I could hear powerful engines droning in my ears.  My mind was floating.  I was reaching for consciousness but couldn’t quite grasp it.

“Maybe we should tie her down?” said a voice I did not recognize.

“No, no.  She is disarmed.  Even though she is Anita Blake she’s only a woman.  We should be able to handle her without her arsenal.” 

This German accented voice I did recognize.  Maybe this wasn’t a dream but a nightmare.  I was in Olaf’s power, without hope of backup or any weapons to defend myself. 

But somehow I couldn’t work up the requisite emotions.  I was too mellow to go into a panic or a good mad.  What had they done to me?

“She’s waking up!” said the male voice that I hadn’t recognized.

“Relax.  The shot she got is enough to tranquilize a bear for 24 hours.  She won’t be surfacing yet for a long time.  We should be at our destination before she gains consciousness.”  Olaf was very confident of this.  I was struggling to remain semi-conscious.  I wanted to know what was going on.

“We will be landing in Orlando in 30 more minutes.  By the time she awakens she will be securely tucked away in Mr. Eisner’s office complex.”  Eisner?  As in Mickey Mouse?  What the fuck was going on?

Before I could reason my way through the drug-induced stupor, the warm darkness began engulfing me.  The last thought I had was a vision of Olaf dancing with Belle, as in the waltz scene of “Beauty and the Beast”, and Belle looked remarkably like me.