You were the comedic villain who often plotted your nemesis downfall, the infamous SilverClaw. One day, you being the evil son-of-a-bitch you were, you decided to ambush SilverClaw by setting up a trap at a old warehouse a couple miles out from the city. When you were finally alerted that he arrived, you tried sneaking up from behind him, a rag stained with chloroform but you stepped on a creaky wooden board and... You were caught.

30 minutes later, you were tied to a chair, whining and complaining to SilverClaw who looked bored as hell. Mentioning that he was a hero and he had 'moral codes', you laughed, happy that you were saf-

"Who said I was a hero?" He looked at you, his expression cold.