PD Fun Fiction

The Spy Smasher traveled to the USSR with a fake identity. He broke into Comrade Monke’s dacha and took out his gun. He shot at the bed six times. Suddenly, the lights turned on and Monke was standing there, with his Makarov pistol aimed at the Spy Smasher  -Congrats, you just took that pillow’s life!” Monke said. The Spy Smasher aimed his gun at Monke and pressed the trigger. But the gun didn't fire! -”You’ve had your six, Alan Armstrong…” Monke said, and shot at the Spy Smasher, killing him and ending his reign of terror. -"From the motherland, with love!" Monke said. Monke went to bed, sleeping peacefully afterwards.

He walked through the door and sat down in his big, red chair, stroking his white persian cat. He poured himself some vodka, lit a cigar and left the cat down. He was none other than Comrade Monke and he had finally achieved it, he had become the leader of SMERSH. SMERSH was thought by most to have been a thing of the past. However not only was this untrue, but SMERSH was stronger than ever, and amongst the most powerful global criminal organizations and counter-intelligence agencies in the world. Suddenly he heard a pistol being taken out. -”Get up slowly, turn around, and follow us.” Monke did exactly that. He followed them to the helicopter. While following them, he found dead bodies belonging to his minions. He got inside the helicopter and he was taken to a mysterious base. He was welcomed by none other than the legendary Tony Camonte. He was tied up and tortured, in revenge for getting Dr. Sivana killed. Monke used his super strength to break free, he punched Camonte unconscious ...

He smoked a cigar and entered through the front door. He ordered some vodka, and sat at the poker table. He started playing, and was constantly winning. “But his luck will surely run out at some point” the others thought to themselves. But no, he kept winning, and winning. -”I suppose you wouldn’t care to raise, would you?” -”No objections!” -”I have to say, I admire your luck, mister…?” -”Monke. Comrade Monke” He smoked another cigar. Suddenly, he was given a card by the waiter. He read it: “IF YOU WANT TO MEET ME, COME TO THE PARKING LOT IN EXACTLY 20 MINUTES” Monke drank his vodka and left the table. He took his hat, put it on his head, and walked to the parking lot, where he met Jimmy, the American agent that was his ally in the operation. -”Jimmy!” -”Comrade Monke! How nice to see you!” -”So, what do we know about him?” -”He comes here every night. It’s strange he isn’t here yet!” Then, they saw a car approaching, so they hid behind another car. -”I think that’s him!” And Monke w...

He choked the guard with the garrote. He killed several more of them before he burst through the window and shot them with his gun. He made his way throughout the floors, searching them carefully. Finally he found her: She was tied up to a bed. He freed her but she stabbed him, killing him! In reality this wasn’t anything more than a training camp. The bullets were blanks, the knife was fake, and the guard was merely acting. -”You failed and died, again!” -”Sorry sir, but training just isn’t the same as a real mission” -”You should have done your homework. The woman was kidnapped but nothing was stopping her from having Stockholm syndrome!” Ian was angry at himself. He had failed yet another training session. Maybe he wasn’t at his prime anymore. Perhaps if he stayed away from spy duty for a couple days, that would freshen him up and help him get back in shape. He called Miss Catherine: -”Hello Catherine? -”Yes, Ian?” -”Listen, you know that rehabilitation and recreation center in Lond...

1952, Greece and the whole world have been shocked by an incident that took place. The famous ship “Maria J” had been sunk. While framed by the media and the greek government as an incident, there was a truth nobody knew: The ship was ordered by it’s owner to sail despite the fact it did not meet the criteria for safety and he knew very well the sailors could die. All sailors were considered dead or missing, as no survivors had yet been discovered. Amongst those mourning was a mother named Cathrine. She had 1 daughter named Martha and one son, a sailor, who was amongst those lost in the “incident.” The mother suspected that it wasn’t a simple incident, but who would believe her? The ministers of the government all claimed that it was. Until she heard the news: Someone was in Greece, someone who could help her. It was SMERSH leader and soviet agent Comrade Monke. Monke was staying in a hotel in Piraeus, a hotel near the port, close to a catholic church, one of the few compared to the nu...

  It was a great celebration and wedding, the bride and the groom came out of the limousine, walking to the church. The heads of the secret service, the party leaders, and many members of SMERSH and the soviet secret service were present. The most important guest was undoubtedly Comrade Monke. While waiting for the ceremony to begin, Monke begun exploring his memories.  Monke was the result of a series of experiments by Ilya Ivanov, a soviet scientist obsessed with creating the ultimate human-monkey hybrid super warrior. While turning out to be more of an anthropomorphic monkey than a hybrid between a human and a monkey, Ivanov was still happy he had achieved something great. Monke was also given a time-traveling device that had been discovered by the USSR that allowed him to travel between periods, timelines and universes, and from that point he became the communists’ most feared and strong weapon. Despite being a mere creation of an experiment and viewed by most as simply a ...

Captain Battle woke up in the basement, tied to a chair. He tried to break the rope but couldn’t. Suddenly the room lit up. A mysterious primate entered. It was SMERSH leader Comrade Monke. The previous night, Captain Battle had attempted to break into the SMERSH Headquarters to steal some plans that were prepared by Comrade Monke involving weakening of the western states. Captain Battle was knocked out however, and now he ended up tied in a basement. And there he was, the Warlord of SMERSH standing right in front him. However, he wasn’t the vile, ruthless individual Battle had imagined him to be. “Captain Battle! Don’t you know you can never outsmart mother Russia?” Monke said, and ordered the guards to untie Battle. “Why are you freeing me?” Battle asked. “We, the soviets, Captain, are not the murderers your old and very very dead friend the Spy Smasher made us out to be.” Monke and Battle sat in the base’s lounge room. “Why are you treating me, a sworn enemy of yours, so nicely?” B...