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"Gah! See thats why you don't set off an alarm without proper reason!" Militus raised an eyebrow at her as he walked to the bathroom, with Gloria in his hands. "No reason? I set the alarm 'cause someone decided to call me a name and pissed me off" he said with a straight face and tone emphasizing the last word before opening the bathroom door and dropping Gloria to the toilet seat. Ruffling through the covers he said: "An alarm is perfect for a lot of things, it gives you on the job training and hones your skills, it pumps the adrenaline so you wouldn't have to think about wasted days, paying bank loans, days were you would just want to be a villain and blow up the whole town, killing the mayor, snipers, Alic-" stopping mid speech having found the first aid kit. He dropped it on Gloria's lap, turning his back waiting for her to properly medicate her wound. Turning around he looked at Gloria as she tied a knot on her bandage.

"Right lets go." he said walking out of the bathroom, up the metal spiral staircase that was hidden behind the kitchen. Coming across a large hallway with 5 different doors, two on each side and one at the end of the hallway. " Actually I change my mind, lets get started to that training then." Jack grabbed her by the hand and dragged her into the first door on the right, leading to a small room with lots of buttons, switches, clear bullet proof glass overlooking the actual training room. There was a second door in the small control room leading to a large room with a truck at one end, small houses in between both ends, some boxes along the way, cardboard cut-outs of civilians placed in different places, and a small diner at the other end of the room. Jack opened the door and pushed Gloria to the other side inside the room, locking it from behind.

Jack waved over to her in a sadistic matter as she looked at him with anger before taking a seat in the small comfortable control room on a black chair, talking into the microphone connected to the PA system of the training area. "Alright Gloria, here's how it works. You have to beat the villain before he could destroy all the civilian cutouts. If you fail to protect the cardboard cutouts, you will have 20 minutes to beat the villain or to stay alive." Jack took a pause then talked into the microphone once again. "If you look under the truck there will be a variety of weapons for you to use, as well as your pet spider against your villain, Alfred." He called out to his butler on the microphone : "Alfred! initiate AlphaV program 1237 level 10, and yes I will allow the change in your aesthetic appearence for and only this time."

A small french accented "Yez!" is just barely audible from the other end of the training room, as a spider butler Alfred stepped up on the roof walking on his six pointed needle legs, three on each side, wearing a top hat and a curly moustache. "Well, well Gloria... I betz vou didn't inzult me now, hurzing mon feelings." Alfred said twidling his moustache with one of his needle like legs. The giant lens eye of Alfred letting out five concurrent lasers burning the sidewalk below the diner. "Ah Gloria! I promize when I take over ze world I zall make tu deaz quick and painlez." Alfred said before jumping down from the roof of the diner onto the metal floor imitation sidewalk, slowly stepping it's way toward Gloria, with it's glowing red lens.