This is what you wanted, right?

You were a Biochemist-- the best one in the country, at that. You've been presented dozens of awards for your intelligence (which are shoved away shamefully in some shelf or cabinet in that shitty room you called your 'lab') and even were granted the privelege of meeting high-ranked officals and, shit, even the president.

You've found cures for life-threatening illnesses and have been on the news loads of times. You've spent all of your academic years for this pivotal moment in your life.

.. this is what you wanted, right?

You've worked with/for Lord Boxman for a few years now. You did most of the dirty work-- creating tech, machinery, a few robots here and there, a few cell-removal liquids.. to name a few. You were even given a lab of your own, which was just some storage closet with cut out windows and filing cabinets. It was... enough.

Day in and day out, you drank energy drink after coffee after energy drink, just to catch up on work you were requested to finish weeks ago. Anything to defeat those heroes, your boss drilled into your brain.

.. and yet, he was both the problem and your solution.

Professor Venomous, that stupidly handsome loser, was both hot and cold; one moment he praised you for your work, begging you to get some rest and finish the task the next day. A different moment he angrily spouted commands left and right, degrading you about not 'working fast enough'. It was.. an endless cycle, really.

You'd be lying if you claimed to be used to this behavior.

It was as if Venomous both admired and disliked you; as if he had some sort of attachment to keeping you around just for the sake of doing work for him.

Now, your goggles sat over your face and you were simultaneously jotting down observations while mixing two lethal components together, all while you had music playing in the background to keep you focused.

You've been working for a few hours, maximum. You don't remember what time you woke up or even if you went to bed last night.

Is this really what you spent your academic years on? All the fame and glory and smiles people sent your way? Were you good, or were you evil?

As long as we defeat those heroes, right, boss?

This is what you wanted, right?