Note: It's more of the same, folks, so if you didn't like the first one, don't keep reading. If you did, you'll know that most sequels suck, so this probably will too. On with the show!

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CAST: Dean "stop comparing me to Tim Curry you bastards!" Erickson as Strong Man

WRITTEN BY: Jane "hey, where did my Ludwig chapter go?" Jensen

DIRECTED BY: Will "what do you mean I'm not allowed to move the camera?!?" Binder

The 3-inch titanium reinforced double strength steel keys of the typewriter clanged furiously throughout the castle. Strong Man wound up what he'd completed so far, and read it to himself. He could not for the life of him think of another word for the end of the last sentence, so he bashed the paper with the back of his hand. The typewriter fell off the table and through three floors of the castle, like so much corrosive alien acid. Gerde opened the door and spoke meekly to him:

Gerde: "There are some people here to see you Strong Man."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Gerde: "Please bring your talis, man."

Strong Man picked up the talis from the desk. Damn thing was so light to wear, he was never completely sure whether he had it around his neck or not.

Strong Man opened the front doors of the castle. A group of warmly-dressed villagers had ventured out into the cold night. They moved from side to side to keep warm.

Werner Huber: "My name is Werner Huber. My cousin's little girl was attacked by a ravenous werewolf. It showed no mercy, tearing her frail young body limb from limb as she picked daisies in the forest. Please, all we ask is that you investigate, look around. I beg of you."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Werner Huber: "Are you the Shattenjager, or are you not?"

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Werner Huber: "Thank you."

***

The Huber farm was a nice place, except for a clock on the wall that wouldn't stop ticking.

Click: "Tock-Tick, Tock-Tick, Tock-Tick..."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Outside the house was muddy. Strong Man left big footprints as he surveyed the front yard, destroying evidence with each step. One of his footprints looked a bit like a wolf footprint, so he went into the barn.

The barn was very small, and there wasn't much to click on. Strong Man picked up the cement, and ate it. When he went back outside he started to feel sick. He threw up all over his wolf-like footprint, thus making a plaster-cast. He'd also coughed up a hairball, so he put that in one of his many envelopes, and drove into town in the Huber's car.

***

Strong Man got off the train and went wandering around Marienplatz (German for "really long scrolling background"). There was a big statue, and he looked at it.

Some filthy, unkempt backpackers were swaying along to a roadside musician's guitar. One of them brushed up against Strong Man, reminding him of his inventory. He looked in and found all this neat stuff - a letter, another letter, and some WEAPONS! The letter was from a man named 'Ubergrau'...

Dear Strong Man,

My name is Ubergrau. I'm stuck here in this boring German flat-walled office with nothing to do, so I thought I'd go through some of our old clients. I found you. Boy have I hit the jackpot! Come here to my office down the road, and talk to me. I sit here all day with nothing to do except stare at my sister Frau Miller (who isn't really that much to look at, by the way). You never know, I might have some information for your new book! I've read all of them don't you know, except the first.

(signed)

Harold Ubergrau

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Strong Man stared at the letter. As he was walking around town, he noticed a window inset into the wall, with some strange looking mannequins inside. That must be the place!

Some German tart ushered Strong Man into Ubergrau's office. Ubergrau looked like he was making an arms deal on the phone when Strong Man walked in.

Strong Man sat down at Ubergrau's desk, and asked him if he knew anywhere he could get his plaster-cast analysed, since it could be a clue.

Ubergrau: "I have a friend at the university. I'll get him to help you."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Ubergrau: "Please, call me Harry."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Ubergrau: "I'm here whenever you need me!"

Strong Man left, and Ubergrau rang up and ordered some more death squads.

***

It was getting close to night-time as Strong Man entered the University. Most of the rooms were locked, except one. Strong Man followed the fluorescent light until he found the one unlocked lab. A weedy little man with clip on hair was working late. He looked like one of the member's of DEVO! As Strong Man entered the room, the man quickly shoved a stash of magazines with naked wolves and dogs on their covers in his large white lab coat, and sat at a microscope.

Lab Guy: "Err, yes?"

Strong Man brought out a plaster cast for the small, thin man to examine.

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Lab Guy: "I think this is Canus Lupus Lupus. But bigger. Like a dog and a wolf..."

The Lab Guy trailed off, started seething, then regained his composure.

Lab Guy: "Like a dog and a wolf... he he... like"

The Lab Guy giggled like a little girl, grasping at objects on the desk, sending them crashing to the floor. As a small sausage-shaped bowl fell, Strong Man laughed too.

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Lab Guy: "he he he... Fornication!"

Strong Man wondered how this strange little man ever got to work at the university. And why there was a tag on his coat that said 'janitor'.

Lab Guy: "Okay, well, what we obviously have here is a case of a dog and a wolf having sex. Very serious matter, this. Anyway, what else did you want to show me?"

Strong Man pulled out the envelope of hair, and showed it to the man. He put it under the microscope.

Lab Guy: "Hmmm, this Microscope prop doesn't work. But if from my naked.. he he... eye, I'd say this is a big, red wolf. Next."

Strong Man pulled a swatch of hair out of his head, and handed it to the man.

Lab Guy: "By holding this up to the light, and making a cupping action with my hands, it looks like I'm viewing it through a microscope. See?"

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Lab Guy: "Well, I'd say that this is from your head, and it's most definitely human."

Strong Man pondered the Lab Guy's revelations... what could they mean?

Lab Guy: "Human hair... Wolf hair... I think what we're dealing with here is a werewolf!"

Strong Man: "Good."(*)

* COLLECTOR'S EDITION, STRONG MAN SAYS SOMETHING OTHER THAN HIS USUAL WITTY REPARTEE!!!

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Strong Man went back to the Huber's to contemplate the day's events. He noticed a note on the door about catching the train, but ignored it, since he'd already done that. He also noticed a newspaper sitting on the table. He picked it up and read it. All the German words sounded like 'genitals' to him, but from what little he recognised, apparently some wolves had escaped from the local zoo! They looked rather thin.

***

'The zoo is full of monkeys' Strong Man thought as he stared at the wolves in their natural habitat-esque exhibit. The German sun was shining, and the poor wolves were sweltering. Strong Man decided to taunt them a little, maybe get some hair off them to compare with his own hair!

Strong Man (to wolves): "Do you want to eat my fist?"

The wolves stared lazily back. Bugger.

A young attendant wheeled his large service cart over the enclosure. Strong Man struck up a conversation immediately.

Thomas (zoo boy): "Hilda and [HERR] Percival went missing. They [DOCTOR] just disappeared."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Thomas (zoo boy): "[KLINGMANN] I feed the wolves, [SHOW] only I am allowed to."

Strong Man kept the boy talking.

Thomas: (zoo boy): "I have a [OUR] [WOLVES] walkie talkie, you know. Sometimes I pick up truckies on their CB's!"

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Thomas (zoo boy): "Well, I must be [TO] [MR] [STRONG] [MAN] going..."

Thomas (zoo boy) left Strong Man by himself. He went to visit a brown wooden door, and found Dr. Klingmann inside. He sat at his desk.

Dr. Klingmann: "Wolves are fascinating creatures. They hunt and kill like primal beasts. They have pack mentality, and sometimes appear on National Geographic, if the money's good."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Strong Man noticed another walkie talkie on the desk.

Dr. Klingmann: "I have to go into my office for no apparent reason now..."

Strong Man took advantage of the opportunity to search Doctor Klingmann's office. He had lots of posters of wolves tacked to the wall, and a coat. Inside, Strong Man found some lint.

He compared the lint with his wolf samples... no match!

He also found a bit of paper, which he took. He also found a nice lamp, which he took, and, since Doctor Klingmann was still out back, took a few assorted pens and pencils as well.

As he gathered as much loose stationary as he could, he spied another walkie talkie! Quickly, he spliced together a fake tape using his teeth which told the zoo boy to let him into the enclosure, and put it inside. He pressed play...

The zoo boy was confused, but stupid.

Doctor Klingmann came back out into his office, but Strong Man was gone...

Strong Man approached the wolf enclosure's gate with the zoo boy, who foolishly believed he had the proper authority! What a doofus! Hyuck!

The wolves were "skittish" as Strong Man approached. One of them walked over on it's terribly thin legs, and Strong Man rubbed under it's chin. It had a cool tag around its neck. The zoo boy threw his voice so that it sounded detached:

Thomas (zoo boy): "Don't... do... that..."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

The wolf got confused and frightened by the zoo boy's strange vocal abilities, and ran away giraffe-like on it's painfully thin legs.

Thomas (zoo boy): "I told you not to do that!"

But it was too late, Strong Man had the hair.

***

Strong Man went back to the Huber's. As he tried to cover a bald patch which was manifesting itself on top of his head with the wolf hair (without much luck), he noticed in the mirror that the bit of paper from Doctor Klingmann's coat has stuff written on it backwards. 'Why would Klingmann write backwards...' Strong Man thought to himself... he must be a werewolf, or at least be in the company of werewolves!

Strong Man read the paper front-wards from the reflection in the mirror.

Reflection: "54 Dinerstrause"

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

While he was there, Strong Man wrote a very private letter to his female friend back in the 'States.

***

Strong man went back into the city, posted his letter, and located 54 Dinerstrause. He walked through the door.

A male receptionist stood at a reception desk.

Receptionist: "My name is Xavier..."

Xavier: "...and who do you think you are? You just waltzed into a private club!"

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Xavier: "I can't let you in to this hunting club unless you have official papers. Sorry, the boss would bite my earlobe off if I let you in."

Strong Man left, and went over to Ubergrau's briefly. Ubergrau bailed him up for hours, chatting about coffee mugs and little globes of the world which he collected in his spare time.

Ubergrau: "Here's your family papers, Strong Man."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

(Back at 54 Dinerstrause now...)

Xavier said his bit again, and Strong Man QUICKLY brought out his papers to show him.

Xavier: "Well, I am -so- sorry, I didn't realise you were from a prominent German family! But unfortunately I can't let you in, because I'm supposed to be an annoyance..."

Strong Man: "Do you want to eat my fist?"

Suddenly, a mysterious figure in a -VELVET DRESSING GOWN- appeared!

Xavier: "Baron Von Glower, I'm so sorry, I didn't realise..."

Von Glower: "That's okay. Here Strong Man, come into this dark room..."

Strong Man's instinct told him NO! Don't follow strange men in dressing gowns into dark rooms! But this guy was so nice and charming, and he was mysterious. So he followed him into the company of men.

Inside the main room, a fireplace crackled, and there was bar. There was a slew of Germans in here! Members of the hunt club! Strong Man's mind reeled trying to take them all in at once. And their names were so similar! Von Glower went around the room introducing them:

Von Glower: "This is Herr Von Aigner. He owns a butchery."

Von Aigner: "Hello."

Von Glower: "This is Herr Heinemann. He owns a butchery I think, or was that Von Aigner? Oh well. He's a lawyer. Oh wait, I think that was Von Aigner. Umm...."

Heinemann: "Hello."

Von Glower: "This is Herr Preiss"

Herr Priess wore black, and shaved his head!!!

Priess: "Hello."

Von Glower: "This is Herr Doctor Klingmann."

Klingmann was one of the hunt club members! Hmmm... hunt club... wolves... werewolves... somehow it was all connected...

Klingmann: "Hello."

Von Glower: "This is Von Zell"

Von Zell looked at Strong Man angrily, Strong Man sensed tension between them. Von Zell came up and spat in Strong Man's face, he knew he didn't like him. Von Zell hit Strong Man with a large plank of wood, Strong Man got the feeling Von Zell didn't like him.

Von Zell: "Hello."

Von Glower: "And I am Baron Von Glower."

Von Glower: "Hello."

Strong Man looked around uncomfortably, and waited for the chapter to end.