Finding Salvador wasn’t hard. The door at the end of the hall lead to an even larger, more well decorated hallway with family paintings and tasteful statues. Somewhere nearby, soft music played. “I guess Salvador is listening to Bach.” Sue said. 
Eddie screwed up his face. “Yuck! Classical music. I hate this guy even more now.”
“Uncultured git.” Sue said under her breath.
The source of the music was the dining hall. A boombox was sitting on the large dinner table playing Bach. Next to it sat a figure with it’s back to us. I raised my gun. Holley and Ty followed suit. “HEY!”
The figure jumped and hastily shut off the music. “Wha- who are you and how did you get in here?!”
I walked towards him until our muzzles almost touched. I pressed the gun to his throat. “More importantly, who are you?”
I was barely containing my anger. If this was Salvador, it was going to take all of my will power not to pull the trigger. He stepped back a pace and whipped his over-sized cloak with a flourish. He was short and small, but he was wearing ridiculous royal apparel and a large cloak that made him appear larger than he was. By what could be seem of him, his head and paws, it was clear he was a ferret or stoat of some kind, pure white with beady eyes. He bowed. “I… am the great Salvador. Savior of this world.”
My paw shook. “Hi Salvador, let’s cut past the evil mono-log and get to the part where I shoot you if you don’t tell me where the mind control whatever is.”
Salvador simply smiled. “Now now, let’s not be hasty! Sit down! Have some food.”
I almost shot him then and there. “No. Tell me what I want to know.”
Salvador’s expression hardened. “I insist.”
A clicking sound came form behind me. I whirled around, too slow. A small mouse was holding a gun to Marisa’s head. He spoke in a deep voice. “Drop your weapons or I paint the walls a delightful brain colour.”
Holley dropped her gun faster than you could blink. Me and Ty placed ours on the ground slowly. Salvador sat down. “Ahhh. Vitch. Glad you could join us, we where just about to sit and eat!”
Vitch pushed Marisa towards the table. Holley looked ready to burst with fear. “Yes. Let’s sit.”
We sat. None of us touched the food. Sue looked at Salvador. “Well, now that you have us in your clutches and your guards will probably kill Jason and then us, I have one last request. Why do all this? It seems counter intuitive to the standard Hitler type evil plans.”
Salvador had a spoonful of pudding halfway to his mouth. He sighed and put it down. “Ugh, I hate explaining myself. Well, I suppose you deserve an explanation for getting this far. My plan is not evil my dear. It is for the good of all furkind! You see, half of the people of this world have grown soft, feeding of the fat of the other half. We sit around all day consuming and consuming and consuming! We have everything given to us at an early age, and we are sheltered and whisked through life without knowing what it feels like to do an honest day’s work. Then look at this country! Pure greed! Everyone smiles through serpent’s teeth and stab each-other in the back! A ruler walks on the heads of his citizens and accepts gold from them in exchange for not killing them. I ONLY SEEK TO BRING ORDER TO THIS WORLD GONE SOFT!” He banged his fist on the table. “Every single person on this entire planet is despicable. Everyone looks out for number one. I have fixed that. Now, I have eliminated free will, and thus no more greed. No more want. Their only purpose is to serve the good of all by farming and ranching. We will all live here in harmony, each the others equal.”
He took a breath. “There. Satisfied?”
Sue was fuming. “And what about you? You sit here and eat the finest food and drink! Seems to me you’re nothing more than a hypocritical bastard!”
Salvador wagged his finger. “My dear, this is my reward for bringing about world peace. I soon will pass away and the mind control device will continue to operate. After it has crumbled to dust, people will not know any other way of life, and will continue to live as one.”
Eddie was eating a chicken wing. “You are crazy, you know that?”
Salvador sighed. “Do I have to explain it to you again? Look, maybe Vitch can bring a more analytic approach to the argument.”
My muscles where ready to jump at the slightest lapse in attention from Vitch. He smiled and adjusted his lab coat. “There are two types of people in this world: fat ones and thin ones. If we take the fat from one half and give it to the other, everyone is happy.”
Wilson flicked a kidney bean at Vitch. “Except they can’t feel happiness anymore!”
The bean hit Vitch square between the eyes. He did not flinch. “The fat people would not be willing to give their fat up, and the thin ones would not be willing to take the fat without also killing the fat ones for having the fat, and therefore becoming fat themselves. As soon as furs enter into the equation, equality is impossible. We just put everyone on equal ground. If we have to take away what makes them furs, so be it.”
Ty spoke up. “But people can be good, as long as there is a faint hope that any person can be good, it’s worth sticking it out until we as a people see the errors of our ways and change them. I don’t claim to be a good person,” he looked at Marisa “but I do want to change, I know that if I want to make the world a better place, I have to start with the man in the mirror. If I can admit that, you can admit there is a chance.”
Vitch shook his head. “You are but a naive child, the chances approach an infinitesimal amount. I did the calculations myself, using a fractal algorithm if you would like to check them? I am somewhat of a gambler, but even with the payoff that large I would not bet on it in an instant.”
Ty glared at Vitch. I had to say my piece. “And what about Cliff? Was it the good thing to do to order your goons to kill him!? We had something, and you took it away!”
Vitch looked surprised. “Goodness, I knew there was one missing! Alas, my dear, no one was supposed to die, if Salvador had only been nicer to the man we hired to install the dome,” he shot a glance at Salvador who pretended to eat his pudding. “we didn’t mean to have anyone come to any harm.”
I shot up and pounded both paws flat on the table. “DIDN’T MEAN TO?! Did it ever enter into your… Equation that people would be hurt?! We saw crashed cars and horrid injury out there! I watched my friend die in my arms! Do you really think all of this… bullshit was justified?!”
“My dear-”
“DON’T ‘MY DEAR’ ME! I am not a child! And from my point of view, you’ve done nothing but ruin the world for everybody!”
“Listen to me!” Vitch was losing his patience. “You don’t see the scale here! Millions of people die every year because they starve! All you can see is people near you. You are blind, this way, no one will die except a small fraction, much less than with war and famine on the rampage.”
“In my eyes, you’ve killed everybody.” Holley was shaking as she spoke. “You say you’ve saved the world, but you’ve just killed all the people.”
Salvador pushed his pudding bowl to one side. “What is a man, but a miserable little pile of secrets. We’ve only made the people better, not killed them.”
Vitch tapped his footpaw. “Enough talk, you all have places to be. Follow-”
Vitch was cut off forever. He fell onto the table, his blood spattering across it. Behind his body was a figure holding a smoking gun. “Shut up, small man. Jason has had enough of you.”
Eddie jumped up. “YES! I knew you would come in at the last second! GO JASON!”
Jason was in bad shape. He had large wounds all over his body and many claw gouges. He wasn’t bleeding too much as he had tied off most of the worst injuries. “What the hell happened to you?”
Jason stalked closer the the chair Salvador was cowering behind. “Jason took care of the guards.”
He upturned the chair, grabbed Salvador and held him aloft. “Jason beat information out of the last guard. The mind thingy in in the basement. Take those stairs and two lefts. Destroy it if you wish, I have some things to discuss with Salvador.”
I motioned for the to go. “I’ll take care of this, don’t worry.”
Holley nodded. “I hope you make the right choice.”
They raced off. I grabbed Jason’s shoulder. “Wait. Let’s not kill him. He can die alone and insane in a dark, dark hole somewhere.”
“Jason does not forgive, and he is not willing to wait for Salvador’s death.”
Jason put Salvador down as if he was considering what I had said, despite his words.
As soon as his guard was down Salvador deftly disarmed him and pointed the gun at us. “I will have one more victory! I refuse to live in a word where people live as they do! I will kill you, then your friends, and at last we will have peace!”
He pulled the trigger. I dove to one side just in the nick of time. The bullet ricochet off a fixed bronze bowl and hit Salvador. Directly in the head. He fell, a victim to his own corruption. Jason howled. “AAARRRG! SALVADOR! YOU ROBBED ME OF MY REVENGE!”
He fell to the floor. “Jason has failed your memory, Lillie.”
I looked at Salvador, then at the bowl, then at Jason. “What’s done is done, he’s dead now.”
Jason shook. Then he calmed down and stood. “Yes, he is.”
The group returned. They saw the body and Holley shook her head. “I thought you where better than-”
I cut her off. “He killed himself. Fluke accident.”
She saw the gun in his paws. I pointed at the bronze bowl. “Oh.”
Sue waved a laptop at us. “Look what I found. All the incriminating evidence a body could want. A quick run through turned up something shocking. Turns out Salvador was paying the Chinese government huge sums of money for his and Vitch’s research. You know what that means, the government will most certainly want to cover this whole thing up, at least the part where they where involved.”
Eddie gulped. “Wait, we know all the things. That means…”
Sue nodded. “We would be silenced.”
Eddie bit his claws. “We need to get back to the west ASAP.”
Sue waved her paw at him. “Don’t worry, according to this,” she waved the laptop again “the effects of the device takes a few days to ware off. People will stay in mind control mode until long after we’re safe.”
I sat down. “Gives us time for a rest.”
We all sat again. Ty scratched his head. “uh… so… we saved the world. Let’s meet up for lunch every once and a while.”
Wilson grinned. “The ‘we saved the world’ alumni annual meet up.”
Eddie sighed dreamily. “Just think, all the women I can get with a story like this- Ow!”
Sue bopped Eddie on the head. We all laughed, and began to release our stress, talking and joking. After a time, we decided to head out, and return to the west. Jason lead us back to the airport. The plane was still there, and Mishka too. Jason pulled her out and untied her. “Bahh! You piece of dog! I spit on you!”
Jason gave her a stern look. “Jason has killed Salvador, if you fly us back in one of the planes here, Jason will make you invisible to the law.”
Mishka Narrowed her eyes. “How can I trust you?”
Marisa wagged her finger at her. “look here woman, it’s not like you have much choice in the matter, you will fly the plane, and you will go into hiding.”
Mishka stared Marisa down. Then burst out laughing. “HAHAHA! I like you. Ok, will fly plane. We go!”
We found a fueled plane and began boarding it. Wilson ran up the ramp first and shouted: “ALL ABOURD, COME YEE HUDDLED MASSES TO THE LAND OF THE FREE, AND ahh, I can’t remember. Whatever, let’s go home, friends.”