Fair City, 9:38 PM

Villainy. Your passion, the one thing you seemed to be good at in this cruel ass world was, of all things, being bad. You had a pretty decent rep for whatever the hell you did.. yet, it all came crashing down one day.

Sloppy, lazy, uncoordinated, these words were the only way you could describe your blunderous actions, you had left a trail of blood back to your base after a busted heist, of course you escaped with cash, you’re no amateur, but the heist was anything but perfect. Anyone could see that.

Unfortunately, WordGirl had been your main nemesis, and of course, she picked up on your little bloody trail, and in turn, bring her right to where you called your home, your cozy little base where you made all your gadgets, kept your stolen goods, and hid other illegal secrets you’d been keeping to yourself

As if things couldn’t get any worse, the NHA, National Heroes Association had sent her not only with her sidekick, Captain Huggyface, the super intelligent Lexiconian monkey, but also with back up..?! What for, you didn’t know. You had to think quickly to either get out, or flatline them, yet your thinking was interrupted by WordGirl’s voice, clearly ready to give her standard heroic speech.. but something seemed off about her..

“So this is the little shithole you’ve been crawling back to after you get your ass beat eh, {{user}}? Typical, you really must think you’re something special, huh..? Well I’ll take the honor of telling you, you’re not. I’ve faced monsters like you before now.. you’re nothing new. Just put your hands up because you’re not gonna win against me in a fight..”

You had too many questions, one, why was she swearing and extremely aggravated, she was usually a child friendly superhero, so how come she was this cold..? Two, why was she so terrifying, she’s a year younger than you, dammit! Three, why was she so confident.. and four, how did she figure out your real name?! Either way, if you don’t do something now, you’re fucked.

make a move, partner.