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Ash Hatfield

"Did you hear?"

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a character in “impossible year”, as played by partially-stars

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everybody wants to rule the world - lorde. control - halsey. bury a friend - billie eilish. jumpsuit - twenty one pilots. dinner and diatribes - hozier. the reaper - as it is. vicious - halestorm. boy division - my chemical romance. necessary evil - motionless in white.

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The official name for Ash's ability is Reality Warping. However, he doesn't see it as that. It's more like... persuasion, except people are next to powerless to resist. His power is dependent on the words "Did you hear?" Anything he says following those words will come true. He can't change the past, only the present and future, and he can't turn off his ability. It's allowed him to excel as a thief, because he can cause any witnesses to forget they ever saw him. His ability seems to only affect people. So, "Did you hear? It's going to rain tomorrow," will seldom work, but "Did you hear? You're going to forget all about me once I walk away," works almost every time. The larger the "command", the more it drains him. The more out of character it is, the more it tires him. Some can tell they're under the influence of a command, while others aren't. Those who are aware can stop the command from working by stopping him from talking mid-sentence. Other superhumans seem to be better able to detect when they're under the command. Some simply know just because they're aware of his ability and know what the words, "did you hear?" means. He can't change interpersonal relationships as they're defined by the past. He can't make anybody fall in love or come back from the dead, nor can he heal injuries. He has no control over other people's abilities, as much as he wished he did.
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Ash thrives off of chaos. He's the type of person to plant the seed for an argument, sit back, and relish the ensuing chaos. “Did you hear?” has become one of the most dangerous phrases in Scarriden’s history thanks to Ash. Not that he causes large-scale disaster or anything. But robbing a bank and framing one of the security guards? Murdering one of the biggest crime bosses in the neighbouring city, throwing a police investigation into complete disarray? All chaos. All Ash’s doing. Not to say that The Editor doesn’t have morals. No innocent people, if at all possible. Sometimes they get caught up, and well, every job has collateral. But no mindless destruction. He has to know the whole story before he’ll accept a job. Why a client wants the person in question arrested or killed. Why that object is so important. If a client objects to Ash doing research, Ash walks away. He’s not an idiot.

Ash thrives on chaos and disaster, forming a career around it. He wears his persona like a mask, and most of the time, he doesn’t know where The Editor stops and Ash begins. Most of the time, he doesn’t care. But the primary difference is that Ash is desperately, hopelessly sad. Ash doesn’t have friends or a social life. His life has become his job. His apartment is three steps away from a cliche villain lair. Research for his current job, research on the heroes, research on his competition. Weapons and evidence of his training. All The Editor. Ash Hatfield exists in name alone.

There’s a tiny, stubborn part of Ash that craves physical affection. He goes to bars and to nightclubs, spends a night with a stranger and says that’s enough. He quiets the voice for a while, but it always comes back. At some point, The Editor began to terrify Ash. How easily he can control everything around him and how much destruction he can cause with three little words. Ash can’t remember who he was, and it’s so much easier just to give in. It’s like a drug, terrifying and intoxicating. He wants to stop. He wants to never stop and to just become The Editor, to lose all human feeling and just become Chaos. And lately, the chaos has been winning over his mind.

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It’s a cliche. Ash would never admit to it. But his life has been filled with death and loss, and it’s what drove him to who he is today. It started with his parents. His parents were wonderful people, and had they been around for a little longer, Ash might have become an extremely successful hero instead of who he is. Ash grew up in a poorer part of Scarriden, and his parents lived paycheck to paycheck. He never had the extravagant presents or gifts other kids had, but Ash had something far more important. He was loved. His ability manifested around the age of seven, but his parents helped him manage it. He was twelve when they died in a horrific accident, one Ash witnessed.

Ash bounced around from relative to relative, but he kept running away, kept just wanting to disappear. He was arrested on more than one occasion, but always managed to avoid jail. Blaming his trauma, his relatives never punished him, and it became a vicious circle. It stopped being teenage rebellion and eventually started to morph into the persona of The Editor, causing havoc and never getting caught. At the age of sixteen, he ended up on the heroes’ radar and was intercepted by a group one evening. They were shocked by how young this dangerous criminal was, and instead of apprehending him, offered him a chance to join them, to help him get his life back on track. Instead, he made one of them attack another and escaped in the chaos.

But he was terrified, afraid of what he had done and afraid of what he could do. He went quiet for a while and tried to live a normal, teenage life. He met a boy, someone who made The Editor go quiet, fade into the background. The desire for chaos was still there, but the boy was an adrenaline junkie too. They did dangerous, stupid things, but they were dumb teenage things. And then, when they were eighteen, the boy was killed by a complete stranger. Or so Ash thought, until he fought him. The murderer was one of the heroes who had approached Ash. Ash killed him in a rage, and The Editor arrived back with a vengeance. Ash joined the villains officially and has allowed the chaos to engulf his life. He doesn’t care any more.

So begins...

Ash Hatfield's Story

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Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Elena Ramsay Character Portrait: Ash Hatfield Character Portrait: Darius Jori
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ELENA RAMSAY
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xxxyou want the heart all to be saved
xxxbut even good guys still get paid
xxxso watch my back and keep the blade
xxxi think it got you laid

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Elena had never been so glad that she'd managed to avoid a meeting. Which, really, was saying something. But Elena had declined to attend the fateful meeting, saying that diplomacy wasn't really her style. Besides, it wasn't like she'd exactly chosen to be a hero. But she'd asked them to keep her updated. So when they'd gone quiet, Elena knew that something had gone wrong. And instead of investigating, she'd immediately gone offline and off the grid for twenty four hours. She'd heard that they'd been kidnapped. Some of them had even been killed. She'd already been trying to steal herself an identity and get a new passport when there had been a knock at the door. The fact that they knocked instead of just kicking his door in made her hesitate and see who it was.

Of all the heroes, she'd been particularly glad to see Darius on the other side of the door. He was one of the good ones, one of the few that seemed to really want to make a difference, and who didn't have an ego bigger than her apartment. She'd taken him in, and the two of them had hatched a plan over a few drinks and Elena's favourite Chinese takeout. Once Elena had sobered up, she'd started to question how good of an idea it really was. She'd managed to obtain someone's details and successfully apply for a "replacement" passport. But she hadn't yet tried to book flights out of the country, so she figured they should just give it a try. It was a little insane, but they were desperate.

They had arranged a meeting at a local bar. Even though they had contacted every villain they could find, they weren't optimistic that many would show up. But they'd figure out that issue if and when it arose. They'd taken a booth down the back, watching the people coming and going.


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ASH HATFIELD
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xxxeven while we sleep, we will find you
xxxacting on your best behaviour
xxxturn your back on mother nature
xxxeverybody wants to rule the world

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Ash always scoped out a location before a meeting. But especially when the meeting was as unorthodox as this. An email to an address that Ash knew was exceptionally difficult to find, from an untraceable email that just bounced his email back to him. He knew that this was risky, especially after what had just happened to the heroes. But something about it intrigued him. So he just decided to sit and watch the patrons, waiting for somebody who stood out. So far, everybody just seemed to be the usual patrons. No big, burly men in suits. No scientists in coats. Nobody speaking into their sleeves.

"Hey, man. Could I get another one of these virgin cocktails?" He asked, and the bartender nodded, already starting to make the drink. He didn't want to inhibit his senses or his abilities with alcohol, so alcohol free drinks were in order. But that didn't mean he had to be boring. He'd been tempted to use his ability to get himself a few free drinks, but this guy seemed to be a decent man and seemed to be fair. Besides, if things got nasty in a bar, you always wanted to have the bartender on your side. He doubted whoever he was meeting would be buying many drinks. Ash made a point to pay immediately and give a decent tip.

He wasn't sure if he was disappointed or relieved when things just seemed to be... normal. Maybe it was just an exceptionally paranoid client. There was one every other day, somebody who had impossible demands or who was convinced that the government was after them. But this felt different. His phone buzzed and he opened it. Another email.

"We're here. Booth at the back of the bar. Make yourself known if you're here." He smirked, rolling his eyes. They could wait. He took a long sip of his drink.

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Character Portrait: Luciana Morrison Character Portrait: Elena Ramsay Character Portrait: Ash Hatfield Character Portrait: Darius Jori
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xxx All alone in the glass house
xxx Lie awake 'til the sun's out
xxx Pink sky when you come down
xxx Sometimes I wanna fuckin' scream or run away,
xxxI don't know

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The meeting didn’t go as planned. Actually it went as bad as it could’ve been. Instead of having peace talks and coming to a compromise, the people the heroes were supposed to meet turned on them attempting to subdue and get rid of them. The heroes tried to fight back but something made them weaker and it felt like a one-sided battle. Darius watched some of his friends fall to their knees in defeat, some of his friends get killed when they wouldn’t obey. Darius watched all of this as he was shoved away by the others in hopes he could survive and maybe save them. He ran until his legs couldn’t carry him anymore and passed out with wet eyes. When he awoke, he sat for awhile in an alleyway trying to figure out what to do, trying to come up with a plan when he remembered that a certain someone didn’t go to the meeting, decided to hang back. He got up and started heading to her apartment, taking windy and confusing roads in case he was being followed.

Darius wasn’t sure she was even still there anyone when he knocked, not sure what he would do if there was no answer. But after a couple of minutes when the door crept open and he saw Elena’s face, the thoughts rushed out of his mind and he was happy to see a friendly face after all he had witnessed. He explained all that had happened - the meeting, the attack, the fight, his escape, and how they would fix this. Darius was the one who actually brought up the idea of asking the villains, any villain, for help as he thought they could see the danger in this organization and could possibly have a change of heart. Elena was the one who came up with the came up with the how over drinks and take out, something he didn’t eat often but wasn’t exactly in the mood to argue about food.

Elena was also the one to pick out the location, a local bar that Darius had barely heard of, but Darius didn’t want to be easily noticeable so when they arrived he noticed an unoccupied booth in the back and motioned towards it with Elena and slinking into the seats. “Someone will show up, I know it…” Darius whispered to her, rolling around a glass marble on the table as they waited.
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LUCIANA MORRISON
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xxx Yeah someone pour it in
xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
xxx Say your prayers and stomp it out
xxx When they bring that in
xxx bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away

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Luciana threw on her coat as she left her apartment and started walking towards a small local bar Scarriden, her place was only a couple blocks away. When she first got the email she tried to demand how they got her information, who they were, why they were coming to her, and other emails but they would just return. This just pissed her off, so she decided to wasn’t worth it and ignored it for most of the day. But as Lucy continued doing her things the emails was still at the back of her mind and every time she would delete it, it would just reappear in her inbox. So curiosity finally defeated her and she decided she would go and check it out and if she didn’t like what was going on she would leave. She didn’t worry too much about who she was meeting to know what she looked like. If they would become a loose end and try to blackmail her the Red Witch would be able to deal with them, and if she couldn’t, she knew of a couple “associates” that would assist her.

The short, concise, and cryptic email didn’t bother Lucy too much. While most people would be put off by this, especially after the rumors about some of the villains falling for a trap and being captured, she didn’t believe this was the same organization. No exact evidence saying otherwise but just a feeling she had that whatever this was, was going to be interesting. And it had been awhile since Lucy, or the Red Witch, has had some fun.

As she approached the bar Luciana’s phone went off. She continued to walk and checked it and saw it was another email from the unknown cryptic emailer, saying they were at the back of the bar and to make herself known. “Make myself known? Well maybe if you let me reply, I fucking would.” She said to herself, typing out a sarcastic reply to the email and trying to send, but once again it just came back to her. Lucy pulled the door open and scanned the room as she made her way towards the bar, her gaze stopping at the booth mentioned in the email. When she got to the bar she flagged down the bar tender and ordered a Bloody Mary, and for it to just be delivered to the booth, leaving her payment the counter. She wasn’t expecting to drink to have a good time, but thought maybe whoever she was meeting might underestimate her if they saw her with a drink.

Luciana walked away from the bar and towards the booth in the back. On the way to the booth she adjusted her collar and sleeves on her jacket, one might think she did this to get comfortable or throw off nay nervousness but to a trained eye that was looking at the right place would have noticed Lucy making a small cut on her wrist and then covering it up with her sleeves She did this in the scenario things went south, also so she could demonstrate her powers if need be.

The Red Witch pulled a chair out and quickly sat down, seeming relax and leaning back in her chair, taking the beanie off of her head and putting it on the table before taking a look at the two people across from her, the people behind somehow getting her information and requesting her service. Before she could really take a good look at them the bartender dropped off her drink on the table. As Lucy went to grab it take a sit another figure sat down next to her, someone she recognized. Noe exactly someone she hated to see but surprised to see. Ash… or better known as The Editor.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” The Red Witch asked, not distracted that he was here. She quickly put two and two together and assumed he got the email as well. Lucy shook her head and took a bite out of the celery in her drink.

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ELENA RAMSAY
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xxxyou want the heart all to be saved
xxxbut even good guys still get paid
xxxso watch my back and keep the blade
xxxi think it got you laid

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Elena had never been the most patient of people. Not when it came to waiting around for other people, anyway. She was bouncing her leg and stirring her drink with the straw instead of actually drinking it. The paper straw was starting to disintegrate, but she'd hardly even noticed. She'd brought her laptop, and after a few minutes, sent out another email. Tracking the emails down hadn't been easy. It had been weeks of trawling forums, of searching the deepest, darkest places of the internet to collect enough for them to stand a chance. The name of a bar, a time, a plea for help, and a promise for money. Her bank account was with a Swiss bank that assured anonymity and didn't pay too much attention when large sums were transferred in at irregular intervals. As untraceable as possible.

Darius' words did little to comfort her. If nobody showed up, their only option was for Elena to steal someone else's identity for Darius and for them to flee the country. Elena wasn't going to helplessly sit around and wait for them to track her down. She knew exactly how to disappear, and she'd do so at a moment's notice. But in her heart, she knew that wasn't the right thing to do. And Darius genuinely wanted to seem to help so it had to be worth a try, right?

Then she saw people approaching their booth. A woman in an outfit that Elena frankly envied. Elena leaned back, watching the woman. The woman sat down at their table, but didn't seem to pay too much attention to them, due to the arrival of her drink and then of another person. A man, casually strolling towards them. His outfit would probably look ridiculous on anyone else, but he managed to pull it off. The woman's reaction made Elena smirk a little.



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ASH HATFIELD
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xxxeven while we sleep, we will find you
xxxacting on your best behaviour
xxxturn your back on mother nature
xxxeverybody wants to rule the world

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Ash sipped at his drink, taking his time. It was only when a woman walked past, apparently heading for the table Ash had been keeping an eye on. He sighed and drained his glass, getting to his feet. Slowly, slowly, he sauntered over to the table, sliding into the seat and studying the people across from him. Then a voice made him turn to examine the person beside him. Luciana. The Red Witch. How interesting.

"Well, Witchy dearest, I got a rather intriguing email from an anonymous person... or persons," he said, examining the pair across from them. A young woman, striking, who had a laptop in front of her. And a young man, dressed rather casually, but with a friendly face and a nervous demeanour.

"Did you hear? You're both going to tell me exactly who you are." He smiled as he spoke. The woman's expression changed slightly, but she didn't resist. "My name is Elena Ramsay, also known as Minerva," She said, and Ash sat back, raising an eyebrow.

He'd heard of Minerva, of course. The mysterious hacker aligned with the heroes. Nobody really knew that much about her, other than you needed extreme security to keep her out. She'd stolen files, information, and even cash from lots of villains, and even the best forensic computing specialists couldn't keep her out or track her. She was too good to be just another hacker.

Ash looked at the man, raising an eyebrow as he waited for his response.

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xxx All alone in the glass house
xxx Lie awake 'til the sun's out
xxx Pink sky when you come down
xxx Sometimes I wanna fuckin' scream or run away,
xxxI don't know

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Darius was starting to feel like this was a mistake, maybe he shouldn’t have pushed for this idea and just agreed to Elena’s plan to flee and start a new somewhere else. But Darius was born and raised in Scarriden, he didn't want to run away.

He was pulled out of his train of thought when he heard the chair across from Elena be pulled out and a female with dark eyeshadow sit down and take off her beanie and her drink being brought to her. Darius was about to speak to her when another man slid into the seat next to the unknown woman and across from him. He was a little shocked at her reaction to the other man. She had known him but wasn’t excited to see him. The he remembered these are villains they are trying to work with, some hate each other more than they hate heroes.

The little comments between the man and woman made Darius think. He didn’t exactly know who these villains were, then again they were both in normal attire looking like normal people, but the man calling the woman Witchy put a thought in his mind. If that was something to do with her alter ego, there weren’t many villains who were considered a witch, Darius was trying to narrow down who these two were so he could know exactly he was dealing with. He glanced over at Elena and shrugging his shoulders.

The man’s voice caught DJ’s attention, he had ask who they were. When Darius and Elena considered this plan he wasn’t exactly planning on blatantly saying who they were, but something came over him, a weird feeling, to be honest and say who he was. Elena spoke first, her saying who she was almost seemed to shock the two villains. Minerva was one to not go out often, mostly gathering intel and such for the heroes. He watched as the other woman sat forward looking over Elena. When Darius turned to look at the man, he was staring at Darius still waiting for an answer. Getting flustered and nervous for a second.

“Oh, sorry. I’m Darius Jori, some people just me DJ. Also known as Shatter.” Darius spoke as he continued to roll the glass marble under his palm. He would fidget with pieces of glass often to calm her nerves, plus it was good to have some glass on hand to use. He wasn’t sure exactly these two would take knowing who they are, Darius felt like this meeting was about to get tense, hoping it wouldn’t end like the previous meeting...

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LUCIANA MORRISON
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xxx Yeah someone pour it in
xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
xxx Say your prayers and stomp it out
xxx When they bring that in
xxx bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away

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Luciana scoffed as Ash spoke to her, placing her half eaten celery back into her drink. They had worked together a couple times and Lucy didn’t mind him too much, just didn’t like his power. She didn’t appreciate being told to do, especially if she was forced to do something. Though she rather work with him more than most villains since they he wasn’t blinded by getting power and more so just causing chaos for Scarriden and the city, something she liked to partake in occasionally as well.

Lucy turned her attention back to the two unknown people that had invited her to this bar with promises of money and requesting assistance. The male was rolling a sort of ball on the table, seeming to try to calm his nerves why the female had a laptop open in front of her. The male seemed familiar in a way that she couldn’t place, but she had a feeling she wouldn’t like working with him. But the female had a mysterious vibe around her, something about her made Lucy want to know more and maybe when this job is all done and good she could figure out more about her.

While taking a sip of her Bloody Mar Lucy heard the three words that she most despised coming out of The Editor’s mouth, sending a shiver down her spine. Did you hear. He had told them to tell him who they were, and like a brain dead citizen they did just that. Luciana leaned forward upon hearing the females name, an alias she had known for awhile but never actually met. Minerva, a hero. Well, someone who at least worked with the heroes. This is Minerva? The famed hacker? Would explain the cryptic emails and shit. Though definitely expected someone to be more nerdy and not as good looking to have that type of skill. Lucy thought to herself.

Lucy didn’t realize she was staring at Minerva, or Elena as she first introduced herself, until the male said what he was also known Shatter. Just hearing his name changed Luciana’s mood, from admiring and trying to figure out what Minerva wanted to pure dislike of this hero. A hero who was all about trying to save the city with his power to be able to control glass similar to how she could control blood, though besides that they were nothing alike. He was known as being a top goody-two shoes hero, the type of person Lucy despised the most.

“I’m not about working with heroes, especially ‘Mr. I want to save the city, goody-two shoes’ over here.” The Red Witch said gesturing towards Darius, who was now looking worried and had the glass marble closed in his fist, not sure what to expect next. She stood up and shoved her chair in, feeling her blood run down her arm, slightly being exposed beyond her sleeve. As Lucy adjusted her sleeve and forced her blood to stop running down her arm so they wouldn’t see if if they hadn’t already she thought about exposing her cut and attacking the two right now but was interrupted when she felt Ash grab onto her wrist, stopping he, as if he knew exactly what The Red Witch was thinking.

“Fine, but this better be worth it and I’m not making any promises.” Luciana sighed and sat back down. “Let’s get down to business, what can the Red Witch do for you heroes that you can do yourself since you are always so mighty and powerful” She said leaning back with a smirk as she allowed some blood to slowly flow down her wrist and stop on the back of her hand. Lucy had a slight idea what these two wanted if the rumors were true, but it was always nice to hear people beg for help.

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xxxyou want the heart all to be saved
xxxbut even good guys still get paid
xxxso watch my back and keep the blade
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The reaction to the revelation of her identity made Elena smirk a little. She couldn't say exactly whether or not she'd ever hacked either of them. But they also made her incredibly uneasy. She'd been able to feel the danger behind the man's words. She'd been powerless to resist, but she could guess the nature of his identity. She could feel the woman's gaze on her. It wasn't threatening, though. It was something akin to curiosity. She met the woman's gaze for a moment.

The revelation of Darius' identity, however, stole away her attention. The man rolled his eyes and leaned back in his seat. But the woman presented the immediate threat as she said that she would refuse to work with Darius. She stood up, and Elena prepared herself for a fight. By that, she meant that she was going to dive under the table and make a run for it. It wasn't worth it. But, interestingly, the man stopped her. Their communication was silent, but effective. Elena cleared her throat.

"Well, now that you know exactly who we are, I'm guessing you might have an inkling of what the story is. Let's not beat around the bush. There's dangerous people out there. We need your help stopping them. I don't want to die or be experimented on, you guys don't want to die or be experimented on, let's just work together. Money's no issue. I can... acquire as much as you want." She wasn't going to give any speech about how it was the right thing to do. She knew that they'd both probably murdered people at one point or another. And besides, Elena didn't want to do this because it was the "right thing". She wanted to do it because she liked being alive and not tortured.



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xxxeven while we sleep, we will find you
xxxacting on your best behaviour
xxxturn your back on mother nature
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At discovering who the man was, Ash rolled his eyes. Typical hero type, probably going to give them the whole "it's the right thing to do!!" speech. Luciana reacted a little more strongly, shoving herself to her feet. Ash's reaction was nearly an instinct as he reached out, grabbing her wrist. They'd worked together enough for her to know what that meant. Wait. Let's check this out.

And she did so, but Ash noticed the bead of blood rolling down her wrist. A warning. Ash was therefore grateful when Minerva started talking. She didn't bullshit them or mince her words, which he appreciated. But he also wasn't convinced. "Is money really no issue? That's dangerous, Elena. We could ask for a simply outrageous amount. I'm quite bored with my current apartment, I'd like to buy a penthouse," he said, leaning back in his seat. Elena didn't flinch. "Sure you could. Just know that, if you do that, as soon as we're all done I'll hack your account and drain you and leak every sensitive file you've ever come across," she retorted. He smirked, slightly impressed.

He studied Darius. Everyone knew of Shatter. Knew he was the type of hero he was. Knew he was the type of hero they all wanted to beat. Which was why he... wasn't quite what Ash was expecting. He was nervous, fiddling with a marble. Elena looked relaxed in comparison. Ironic considering that Elena always fought from behind a screen, while Darius actually confronted them day to day. But it could well be an act, knowing the heroes. Just because he looked anxious didn't mean he actually was.

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xxx All alone in the glass house
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Darius felt better when the male seemed to calm down the woman who got upset that they were heroes. Well upset Darius was Shatter, but that means Darius was succeeding in trying to make a difference in the city and the world. He wanted to be a good hero, one that would be a model for citizens, but to become this hero would mean villains would not like who he is, just like this woman across from Elena was upset.

Darius moved his eyes from the woman when she finally made herself known to him. While Elena was the one who sent out all the messages and the research, Darius wasn’t 100% who they were, but upon hearing her name he knew he had to be careful. The Red Witch was sitting across from them and she already was showing some blood. Ss a threat or a warning he wasn’t sure, but knew he had to be cautious; she had already shown that she wasn’t here to be friendly. Luckily Elena began talking about why they were there and why they had asked villains to help them. She spoke short and concise which Darius appreciated but at the same time wish she went into detail about what was all at stake.

Darius sat back and listened as Elena and the other villain, who he still didn’t know the name of, discussed the payment of helping them. He sighed and leaned his head back. It was always something with villains, must have a reason to do nothing. Darius didn’t understand how they couldn’t see that if they didn’t help them, they would also be caught.

After running his hand through his hair Shatter finally leaned forward and spoke up. “She can guarantee you the money. You know who we are and what we can do. Think about if we worked together. We can stop them and prevent this situation from getting worse.” He spoke, looking between the two villains but ending his sentence looking at the male. Darius knew it would be hard to get through to The Red Witch, hopefully the other villain would be more agreeable. He did already calm down his acquaintance.


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Luciana chuckled to herself during the bickering between The Editor and Minerva. She really liked how Minerva didn’t seem to back down or get intimated by Ash nor her showing blood. Though Shatter seemed a little more tense about Lucy getting upset and revealing a little bit of her blood.

Lucy thought back to Minerva’s offer, saying she could get them any amount of money they would need, which was really tempting if she could, would, pull through with the offer. Most villains that didn’t do this line of work for the power did it for the money, but there were still some that didn’t do it for either. That did this for survival and because they have no other choice. So Minerva talking about surviving and not ending up as experiments or dead was more of what talked to the Red Witch. As Luciana was about to speak again Shatter spoke up, which immediately made her roll her eyes. Talking about working together and making the situation worse.

“You said make the situation worse, but as far as I’m concerned, my situation is perfectly fine. I wasn’t one to willingly walk into a trap and was too weak to fight.” Lucy said, and immediately seeing Shatter get upset. “We weren’t too weak to fight! We were ambushed and we did fight. You. Weren’t. There.” Darius responded out of emotion, the marble in his fist had turned into a shard. “Calm down glass boy. Now back to business, Elena right, you’re fun to talk to” Luciana said speaking back to Minerva, purposely not calling her her alias and throwing up a smile. “Let’s say we accept, but what if we don’t want a monetary value? What else can a boy who thinks he has sharp edges and a girl with a computer give to us two baddies?” She finished speaking, having some fun taunting the two heroes.

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The two villains didn't seem overly impressed with the offer. Which was typical. And, honestly, Elena couldn't blame them. If the opposite situation had occurred, Elena wouldn't have been falling over herself to help. She also doubted that Darius' speech encouraged them all that much. If anything, they seemed a little less impressed. The man, the Editor, just rolled his eyes.

And then The Red Witch started speaking. As soon as she mentioned the trap, Elena winced, able to see what was coming. She gave Darius a look, praying that he understood what she meant. Stay calm. Don't lose it. We need to outplay them. She was a little shocked when The Red Witch addressed her by her name. Her proposition took Elena aback. But this was a game, and one that both parties could play. Elena raised an eyebrow, propping her chin on her hand.

"Why don't you tell us what you want, and... We can decide if we're willing to give it or not?" She asked, her tone laced at once with honey and venom. Flatter, but warn. We have as much control as you. We will not roll over and give in.

"Oh Jesus Christ, get a room," The Editor groaned, rolling his eyes. "I don't know if you're trying to encourage or discourage me with that." He shoved himself to his feet. "I'm going to get a drink, you lot can sort out whatever the hell... that is," he said, gesturing roughly to them.

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Ash had been able to read Elena like a book. He'd also been able to read Luciana like a book and had seen her checking the hacker out before realising who exactly they all were. And frankly, that wasn't how he worked. One could seduce the other to get their way if that was what they wanted, but it wasn't him. Too messy, too complicated. He shoved himself out of the booth and sauntered over to the bar, ordering himself another virgin cocktail. He couldn't shake the feeling that things could and would go south. He leaned against the bar, taking a long sip. When he heard the first gunshot, he thought he was imagining it. But they were firing towards the small booth where they'd been meeting.

His first instinct was to get the hell out of there. Then a gunshot broke a glass behind him, and Ash realised that it mightn't really be an option. A man in a suit appeared behind Ash and swung a gun at his forehead. Ash caught the man's wrist. "Did you hear? You're gonna go fight some of your colleagues over there," he spat, and the man turned obediently and headed towards one of the people still firing. Ash scanned the room, searching for the easiest way out. He thought he'd found it.

And then he felt a sharp sting in his neck. It felt like fire was running through his veins, burning from the inside out. He stumbled, grabbing at the man behind him. "Did you hear? You're gonna let me go," Ash managed to slur. The man just smirked. "Did you hear? That's not gonna work, mutant," he spat. Ash felt panic run cold through the parts of his body that didn't feel like it was on fire.

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Darius nodded back to Elena agreeing, assuming she wanted him to calm down. If he was to get upset and pick a fight with the villains over some harsh words, he would be no better than they would, a hero wouldnt stoop down to their level. Darius decided he should just sit back and let Elena do most of the talking and negotiating, she seemed to have a more calm and leveled head than him at the moment, plus she was the one who could really throw out offers and counter-offers with her abilities.

As the male villain spoke Darius watched and chuckled, looking back at the two females at the table. Thinking back over the last couple of minutes there had been a sort of tension between Elena and the Red Witch, but not the sort that would start a fight. He watched as the villain walked to the bar and order a drink, but what really caught his attention was the group of people in suits and not looking to friendly walked into the bar. Darius didn’t think much of them at first, but after seeing an insignia on their jacket he knew, it was the same people who wanted to get rid of people with powers.

“Uh… guys, we m-” Shatter was cut off by a gunshot that had destroyed a glass on their table. Darius quickly used the shattered glass on the table and shifted it into a small wall infront of them, stopping the remaining bullets but the wall having cracks. “Minerva, it’s them. We have to get out of here.” He said before looking up and seeing one of the men turning away from the male villain at the bar and shooting at his colleagues, then it clicked who he was. The Editor. But he currently had a man holding his wrist saying something that Darius didn’t hear, but holding him back. Shatter watched as the Red Witch formed another shield with blood to protect herself and throw some daggers made out of her blood and taking down two more of the suits. The blood flowing out of a cut on her arm where there were numerous more scars that her jacket was hiding before. “Glad to see you two brought of friends, but I say this meeting is over.” she spoke with an annoyed tone.

“I can’t believe this, but I agree with her.” Shatter had replied, but seeing something was wrong with the Editor. He quickly threw his marble in his hand at the man, enlarging it into the size of a soft ball and hitting the man in the suit in the head, knocking him down and freeing the villain from him. Darius dropped her glass wall to the ground knowing the Red Witch had her shield up and ducked behind the bar towards the Editor. “So you might be surprised, but a hero is saving you. We still need your help so I we should probably get out of here.”



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With her shield up and three people taken down, Luciana barely heard the small conversation between Ash and the guy who held his wrist before seeing him be taken out by a decently sized solid glass ball and Shatter moving towards Ash. But she was still in shock over what she saw and heard. They had stung something into Ash and then his powers seemed to dwindle and stop working It seemed Shatter hadn’t heard what had happened but she wasn’t sure if Minerva had.

It would explain how the heroes were defeated so easily and captured. Something that could decrease a person’s power, especially one as strong as the Editor’s, was not something to just ignore and pass on. Luciana wanted to know how they did it and how she could get her hands on it. She quickly dropped her shield and knocked over the table they were at and got behind it with Minerva. “Listen. I’ll help you, as for my price I don’t want to discuss it with Shatter or the Editor nearby, he probably will agree as well, he doesn’t take being attacked lightly and will want revenge more than likely. Splitting up will help us get out of here and give us time to talk. I can have him lead Shatter to one of our safe houses if you have somewhere we can go. Deal?” Luciana spoke quietly and closely to her, though quickly getting up and around the table.

“Editor, take Shatter to one of the safe houses or somewhere, if anyone is there just make up some lie or something. Our best chance is to split up. We can talk later after we stay low fo-” The Red Witch spoke but was cut off hearing a commotion behind her, and turning around she noticed a man who must have snuck through the back had tackled Minerva to the ground and was on top of her with a gun in his hand. Before even thinking Lucy had ran and tackled the guy off of her, but in the process the gun had god off and a bullet went through Lucy’s shoulder.

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It all seemed to happen so fast. One minute, she was trying to get her way, the next, they were being shot at. Her first priority was her laptop, and she slammed it down, shoving it into her bag. Her eyes immediately started scanning the room, trying to find a way out of there. The Editor seemed to be indirectly taking care of a few of them. Darius and the Red Witch both had formed shields of their own, and the Red Witch had thrown a few daggers. It made her feel a little powerless, left to cower behind the table clutching her bag.

"No shit, Sherlock," was Elena's response as the Red Witch remarked that their meeting was over. And then, Darius was running over to help out The Editor. Well, there went her escape plan. She watched The Editor, and frowned at his behaviour. She spotted a needle on the ground, and it all came crashing back. Darius had said something about a drug that neutralised their powers for a while. She had no idea how they'd known they were here.

Elena listened to Red Witch speak for a few seconds and nodded, not even having to consider the offer. They needed to get out of here, and they sure as hell didn't need the villains against them as well. The woman hardly waited for Elena's confirmation before she started yelling ordered at The Editor, who, frankly, didn't look much like he could follow orders. Elena was distracted for a second before she was slammed to the ground by an unseen force. The man, who was kneeling with one knee on her sternum, had a gun at her head. Elena struggled, but he was much stronger than her. And then The Red Witch tackled him away from her. Elena scrambled to his feet and acted instinctively. She reached out with her ability and found every device in the vicinity. And she ordered them all to make as much noise as possible.

Chaos erupted. Fire alarms, burglar alarms, computers, phones, everything capable of making noise. All going off at the same time. The men faltered, and one or two even dropped their weapons to cover their ears. Elena turned to grab The Red Witch, reaching out to grab her arm. But she faltered slightly at the bullet wound in the woman's shoulder, and instead just gestured. "Come on!" She yelled over the noise, already running for the back exit.



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The man had leveled a gun at Ash's head when something hit the man hard, hard enough to knock him away from Ash. Ash stumbled backwards and nearly lost his balance, grabbing onto the bar for balance. Whatever the hell they'd gotten into him, it was potent. Pain was an understatement. His head was swimming and his legs didn't seem to quite be working right. He hated to admit it, but he was glad to see the hero's head appear from behind the bar.

Luciana started yelling orders at him, but the words seem to be coming from through an ocean. But he got the two important words. Safe House. But before he could even start to try to figure something out, an awful, sickening cacophony broke out in the bar, one that just added to the hell he was already experiencing. But it was a distraction.

"We need to move," he ordered, grabbing Darius and pulling him towards the door. But just that much effort made him sway and instinctively grab onto the hero even tighter. His vision swam. Jesus Christ, it was no wonder they'd outpowered the heroes. He just hoped it'd wear off sooner rather than later.

"Safe house. One nearby. Need to go," He urged again, this time staying holding on to Darius even tighter. He didn't think he'd be able to walk by himself, and god knows he was in no state to be proud. He'd just have to make sure that they never spoke about this to anyone. Ideally using his ability, but blackmail or other methods could work too.

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Darius quickly turned his head when he heard the Red Witch yelling orders. At first Darius wasn’t all for taking orders from a villain, especially someone like her, but she did have a point. Splitting up would divert their forces hopefully and Elena would be able to find them with her abilities. The Red Witch was interrupted by a commotion back at the booth and Darius panicked for a second as Elena was in danger, but as he was getting a piece of glass to send his way the Red Witch surprisingly tackled him. A gunshot went off still but it seemed to hit her and not the Red Witch.

The next thing Shatter knew is alarms and other noises going off, all caused by Minerva to cause a distraction for them to escape. He watched as the two girls went through the back door before he could say anything to them. When Darius turned his attention back to the Editor, he was also grabbing at him pulling him towards the door, stumbling for a second. Darius was confused why he seemed dismayed after he was perfectly fine during their negotiations. Then it hit him, seeing a flashback of the ambush of the heroes. The Editor must of been hit with the same thing that was used against the heroes to weaken their powers.

“Okay, just hold on and tell me whenever to turn.” Darius spoke as he through one of the Editor’s arms over him and helped him walk. He lead them through a couple back streets and alleys to try to stay out of sight. “Come on stay with me, were almost there.” He spoke to the villain he was just about dragging, and honestly not actually knowing if they were close or not. He followed his directions for a couple blocks before ending up in front of generic apartment complex, not looking much like a safe house, but then again safe houses are supposed to be discreet and inconspicuous.




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xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
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Lucian groaned for a second on the ground holding left her shoulder when an eruption of sounds came from within the bar, she had no idea what was happening but wasn’t going to argue with a good distraction to escape. She looked up and saw Minerva wanting to help but not wanting to hurt her. “I’m fine.” Lucy gritted through her teeth as she pulled herself up. She grabbed her jacket to cover up the wound and followed behind Minerva out the backdoor and outside and into an alleyway and followed Minerva wherever she was going, hopefully somewhere safe.


As the ran Luciana thought back to Shatter and Ash, she and Minerva had left before they did so she wasn’t sure if they had actually gotten out with all the commotion in the bar. Usually she wouldn’t worry about Ash, he was always capable of taking care of himself, but she wasn’t sure exactly how he would be doing after being injected with whatever made his powers not work. She didn’t really care about Shatter, if he had gotten hurt or killed she wouldn't be one to be upset, but she knew he would help Ash without a second thought, being a hero and such.

Lucy almost ran into Minerva as she stopped around a corner and slowed their pace, they were far away enough to where they would blend in more walking with the crowd than running. She winced and uttered an audible fuck when a civilain bumped into her shoulder, then moved to where Minerva would be on her left. “Min- Elena, mind telling me where we're going and how much longer. Just saying one of us was shot.” Lucy remarked, correcting herself before saying her alias outloud. Even though she was a hero, she probably didn’t want her alias being thrown around in public. “Also, name’s Luciana in case you didn’t already look me up when sending out the emails.” Lucy said with a smile towards Elena.

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Elena paused outside the bar as she waited for Luciana to appear. Potential locations started running through her head, trying to figure out where to go. She didn't want to drag a villain to any of her friends' apartments, and she had never had any cause to even consider a safe house. It was risky. But it was also out of the way, difficult to find if you didn't know where it was, and very secure.

As hard as it was, Elena kept her pace casual and her posture relaxed as they made their way through the streets. She kept an eye over their shoulders, confident they weren't being followed. When they slowed down to match the speed of the crowd around them, Elena heard Luciana swear and move so Elena was covering her injured shoulder.

"We're heading to my place. You need different keys for the gate, the building, and the apartment, and I'm on very good terms with all the security guards. Trust me, they won't find us there," Elena reassured her. "And actually, Luciana, I couldn't find anything about your 'civilian' identity. You guys are good at covering that. Trust me, I looked. But couldn't find anything about you or The Editor. Not even a rumour. Down here." She turned down a narrow alley, one that was thankfully well lit with no shadows for anything sinister to hide in. There were easier, more accessible routes, but this was quick and confusing to anyone that could possibly be following them. A few more twisting turns and Elena was scanning her card for them to enter through the gate.

She led Luciana up to her apartment. It was small, but it was big enough for her, and the money she saved on renting a bigger apartment meant she could afford better tech. She was glad that, with Darius being around, she'd had to keep it clean. She fished her laptop out of the bag and exhaled with relief when it was undamaged, hooking it up to her TV to display the CCTV images in the corridors between the complex entrance and her apartment.

"Uh, do you want anything to eat? Or drink? I've got leftover Chinese food and plenty of alcohol. Or I can have a look at your shoulder if you want," she offered once she was set up.



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Ash was relieved when Darius pulled Ash's arm around him. He knew that he was being dragged more than he was walking himself, but he needed to concentrate on remembering how to get to the nearest safe house. Thankfully there was one not too far away from the bar. He swung his arm from around Darius for a second to retrieve the key from his pocket, before leaning back against the other man. Thankfully, the apartment was on the ground floor. Ash unlocked the door into it and stumbled in to it, collapsing on to the sofa. It was small and sparsely decorated, but it would do.

"I'm going to fucking kill those guys," He mumbled, raking his hands down his face. His immediate temptation was to just pass out; but now that he was no longer rationing his energy to stay upright or speak, he instinctively fought against that temptation. Doing that would let them in. "I'm going to kill them, and I'm going to find that fucking drug or whatever that shit was, and I'm going to burn it all. And I'm going to make sure that nobody remembers them or follows in their ideology." Imagining that, imagining all the chaos and the damage and the satisfaction gave him a boost. He didn't like the heroes. But taking them down like this was cruel and inhumane. Everyone deserved a fair fight. Taking them down like this seemed like cheating. And Ash didn't like cheaters.

"But I'm guessing you're not in on that whole burning them down and burning the ashes thing," he said, looking over at Darius, frowning a little. "This is why talking won't work. They'll smile and agree and poison you all and kill you. If you want us to fight, we're going to fight. I will not do diplomacy. Not after they did this to me."

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Darius stood back a little as the Editor went to open the door to the apartment but quickly helped him through the door and into the apartment, a little more smaller than his and a little older as well. As the villain laid on the couch Darius closed the door and locked the deadbolt and security chain. The two locks would at least slow down someone trying to get in, wasn’t anything compared to Elena’s security but she was a little more prepared than the average person and her powers gave her an edge in that department.

The Editor talked as Darius walked around the apartment to get a bearing of the location, the villain might know this safe-house, but Darius wanted to make sure it was clear and at least knew the layout. He thought of speaking up when the Editor spoke about getting revenge on the people for attacking him and injecting him with the drug-like serum, but he knew it would be better to let him talk and vent than to try to debate the topic.

Though Shatter hadn’t been exposed to the effects of it, he watched his friends suffer from him, watched as a shapeshifter was forced back to their original self, a teleporter phase back into existence and causing more pain as he tried to teleport. He did agree on destroying whatever that substance was, no one should have that evil.

Darius pulled up a chair and sat across from the Editor laying down. “I agree, whatever that stuff is should be in no one’s hands. We tried to be reasonable but youre right, they will just lie again.” He hadn’t felt much betrayal before that ambush so it was still settling in, even after Elena was there for him. “But we will get our revenge for what they did, to my friends, and especially to you…” Darius said, putting on a weak smile to try to reassure the Editor.

After a bit of a silence Darius got up “So, Editor, I skipped food before the meeting because of nerves, want anything?” He asked as he walked towards the kitchen, hoping this place would have some sort of food.


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Luciana tilted her head in shock as Elena said they were going back to her place. She didn’t expect a hero to willingly show her where she lived, and Luciana would definitely not show a hero where she lived. But Elena quickly told her how it was well guarded and all the precautions that were in place to get in. She just nodded as they continued to walk, and she wasn’t surprised that there wasn’t much on her. Scarriden didn’t really know her as good as her previous city did, if she had looked up her old alias, the Vampress, in her previous city she probably would have found more information about her, maybe even connecting the dots and learning about her parents.

Lucy was brought back to reality when she heard the beep of a card reader and followed Elena through the gate and up the stairs to her apartment. When Elena opened the door Luciana was a little in awe. For a studio it was really nice and classy, even well kept. “Damn, do all heroes live this gloriously?” She said as walked in sat on the couch holding her shoulder and watched Elena get her hook up her tv to her laptop and seeing a grid of camera’s get up. Note to self, don’t try to rob this apartment complex She thought to herself before Elena asked if she wanted anything.

“Wait, is that take out from The Wild Orchid? I use to shake down the owner before I realized how good his food was.” Luciana said as she took off her jacket and rolled up her sleeve to take a look at the wound. For the most part it didn’t look bad and her powers was keeping her from losing blood, but she wasn’t much one for actually taking care of her wounds besides just covering them up. Which would explain why most of her wounds would leave scars, plus she tend to cut in the same places on her arms. “It’s fine I think, just another scar.”

When Elena came back from the kitchen Lucy nodded her head in thanks. “So I guess you want to know what my price is for helping you right?” She asked after taking a bite of the take out. “I want that serum.”

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Elena snorted as Luciana asked if all heroes lived like "God no. Being a hero doesn't exactly... pay all that well. Most people only do it for the good of humanity, not the money. I didn't always play on the right side of the law before the heroes approached me with their offer. Built up a decent stash of money. That pays the rent, got me set up here, and keeps me living comfortably. I do a little more reputable freelancing on the side, but it's not as... lucrative," she explained. She was pulling the takeout boxes out of the fridge when Luciana commented on it. She smirked and brought the food over, setting it down on her coffee table. She flopped down onto the couch, piling some food onto her plate. Luciana didn't seem to think the wound would be an issue, so Elena shrugged.

She nearly choked on her orange chicken as Luciana said what she wanted. She stared at her for a moment, before shaking her head and getting to her feet. "I need a glass of wine," she eventually said. As she went out to pour herself a glass, she turned it over again and again in her mind, but kept only coming to one conclusion. "Why?" She asked, turning around to look at the villain. "Please don't tell me it's for villain-y things, because otherwise I'm gonna have to... do something about it. But Darius told me that... that stuff was dangerous. To people like us. Not the general population."

She sat back down with her glass in hand, taking a long sip. "I... Luciana, I'd give you anything for your help. I'm fortunate. I could easily disappear, just like that. But people like Darius can't. And they won't. And if they fall, we all fall. But that serum... that's too dangerous. I'd much rather see that destroyed. Why do you want it?" She repeated.



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Ash was surprised at Darius agreeing that talking wouldn't work again. "A hero talking about revenge? Dear god, Darius, things must be bad," he mocked, but something inside him burned with delight. The thought of all that destruction almost terrified him, and yet made him incredibly happy. Now that he was stationary, his mind felt that little clearer. But he could feel the haze blurring the edge of his vision. He was surprised when Darius asked him about food.

"I don't keep food here as standard. But there's a good pizza place just around the corner that delivers." Delivery wasn't ideal, but given that Darius had managed to escape the men twice already, Ash didn't think it was wise to send him out. "There's a menu on the coffee table somewhere, it's Giovanni's. It's all good, get enough so we'll have leftovers for tomorrow." He looked over at the hero. And maybe it was the drug in his systems, maybe it was him getting soft. But he sighed. "My name's Ash, by the way. Editor is so formal," he said with a shrug. "I know your name, you should know mine. Seeing as we're working together now and all that. Looks like we don't have much of a choice in that."

He shrugged and looked away. "It'll be easier to get you to smash all that glass instead of me," he muttered. Darius was still a hero after all. He'd probably turn around and turn them in once this was all over. Or worse, kill them to make sure they couldn't do any more damage. When it came to the heroes, he'd learned the hard way that you couldn't trust them. There was something dark in all of them, something burning just below the surface. The villains just learned to embrace it.

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As Darius opened and closed cabinets, the Editor was right that there wasn't any actual food here. Some canned goods and other stuff that he wasn’t sure how long it’s been there, as well as a couple bottles of alcohol and liquor. He walked back into the room as the villain suggested delivery, pizza. Darius put out a smile and a nod, a good and probably smart choice as they probably shouldn’t be out and about right now. He sat in a chair next to the couch and looked through the menu, before hearing the villain introduce himself with an actual name and looking up at him.

Ash. “Ash? Hmm. I like it.” Darius said as he was still looking at the villain. He was staring a couple seconds before he realized and went back to looking at the menu. “Uh, how about two pizzas and some cheese sticks? I was thinking maybe a margherita pizza and ‘Metino’ pizza, it seems like thats their version of a supreme.” He asked and quickly called in the order.

“I also got a two liter of coke, all I saw in the kitchen was alcohol.” Darius said slouching back into the chair. “And if you must know, villains aren’t the only ones who want revenge sometimes. Yeah heroes shouldn’t want revenge, pretty sure that's taught during Hero 101.” Darius cracked a smile trying to say a joke to lighten the mood. “But those people, they hurt my some of my friends, and want to continue to hurt more people. I feel like if I just run away from them I’ll be doing my friends a dishonor. I need to do this Ash, and I appreciate you and the Red Witch for helping.”




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Luciana giggled to herself as the hero stared at her, shake her head, and get a glass of wine, which she sort of expected as a reaction from her. She knew Elena, a hero, wouldn’t like the idea of a weapon to be used against them and should get rid of it, it was that sort thinking that seperated a hero from a villain in Luciana’s mind. As Elena got up Lucy took this time to scoop some rice onto one of the plates that was brought from the kitchen. And then the question she knew was gonna be asking came out. About why Luciana, a villain, would want the serum that nullifies a person’s power.

Lucy continue to eat as Elena continued to speak, but she sat back down and said her name she knew she would have to answer this question, and answer it correctly if she would get what she wanted from the heroes. Luciana sighed and set down her fork. “Elena, I’m going to be honest with you because I like you, you seem better than most heroes.” She said as she leaned in. “I really don’t care about people like Darius and if they can take care of themselves or not. Heroes like him didn’t care about kids with powers they didn’t understand and were frightened. All those heroes wanted was to only wanted to lock them up for powers they didn’t ask for.” She said before leaning back on the couch, brushing some hair out of her face. “Oh by the way, that wine smells great on your breathe.” Lucy said with a smile and a glisten in her eyes.

Your power, I’m assuming has to do with controlling technology or something similar right? Pretty harmless, heroes don’t care too much about that since the general population won’t see it. But look at me Elena.” Luciana paused for a second, pulling blood from her wound and shaping it in a liquid ball in front of her. “Blood scares people, they think immediately think you’re bad and evil because of what you can do, but it’s the same as controlling water or fire, or glass…” She trailed off as the blood retracted into her wound, she stood up and walked towards the kitchen to get herself a glass of wine, continuing to talk. “I help you get your friends back. You get me what I want. I promise I won’t use it on your friends as long as they promise to leave me alone. Some of us just want a simple life.” Luciana said staring down at the glass of wine she just poured herself, and then drinking it down in one gulp, grabbing the bottle of wine and walking back to the table with it and her glass in one hand. “Do we have a deal or should we empty this bottle and try again?” She said with a wink and refilling her glass.

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Elena listened, slowly sipping her wine. Luciana had a point, actually. Elena had always flown under the radar, unnoticed until, one day, she wasn't. Honestly, she had never cared all that much for the heroes either. After she'd first been recruited, she'd resented them. She felt like she'd been blackmailed into it. And then, that had changed. Luciana's comment about the smell of the wine on Elena's breath took her aback for a few seconds. There was something hypnotizing about watching Luciana's ability. Her eyes followed the blood and the way it moved. It was only when Luciana stood up and walked out to get herself a glass of wine that Elena blinked herself back to the present.

In response to Luciana's question, she just picked up the bottle and poured herself another glass. "We have a deal. Mostly because I really, really don't want to have to go on the run and leave this apartment. It's far too nice. But... Luciana, you don't have to hate your ability. People will see what you show them. Take me," she said, gesturing to herself vaguely with her wine glass. "I mainly do two things with my ability. I steal money, information, fry people's laptops and other important equipment. And I recover important data, fix otherwise unsolvable issues, and donate refurbished tech to charities. Minerva? Minerva does the latter, only doing the former when she really has to. In reality, I regularly steal money when I'm a little strapped for cash when I need to pay the rent or when I really, really want to upgrade my laptop." She sipped her wine. "You could be known for making people bleed out at the snap of your fingers. You could be the feared villain you've become and you've embraced." She leaned in a little.

"Or you could show everybody all the good you can do. If somebody burst in here and shot me right now, you could save my life by massively reducing the blood loss and giving us all time to get to the hospital. I'm not saying you have to become a hero. But imagine how much you could... confuse them all by stabbing your victims, and then, as you leave, slowing the bleeding from their wounds so that they live. We all think we have to be restricted to the box other people put us in to. I could be a villain as quickly as I could be a hero. But, well, the heroes got to me first. But also, I choose not to define myself as either. I just happen to work for the heroes. I serve only myself. You don't have to define yourself as a hero or villain. People can fear you. They will. But your ability is not inherently bad, and you don't need to change yourself because people are scared. You don't need the serum. You're fine just the way you are."




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Ash just gave a thumbs up in response to Darius's suggestion for the order. In reality, the thought of food was not appealing right now. But the alternative meant giving in to the serum, which meant giving in to the men who had poisoned him. And he was determined to fight them, as indirectly or as directly as possible, for as long as he could. Giving in would be the easy thing to do, and Ash refused to do that.

He smirked at the joke of Hero 101. In some ways, it was refreshing to hear that Darius felt anger, and that he wanted actual, proper revenge as much as Ash did. Even if it was to save his friends, as opposed to just wanting revenge to fuel the fire within. Feeling that your soul would not rest without it. That insatiable thirst that started and that would never be happy.

"Villain 101 is to find something that makes you hunger, that makes you burn at the thought of achieving that revenge. And then you let it consume you whole until you can't remember who you were before. The desire for chaos will rule your soul, burn away everything you used to be." Ash Hatfield wasn't as much a person as an identity that The Editor wore to live a semi-normal life. "Just, you know, in case you ever want to give it a try. Or, at best, so you know why we do what we do. We're not evil for the sake of it. Most of us have... some reason for it." He shrugged.

"Why did you become a hero?" He asked, looking over at Darius. "Did you always just want to do... the right thing?" He asked. When Ash looked back at his life, he couldn't identify a single turning point where he'd had a choice. It simply felt that the events of his life had led him here.

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At first Darius thought Ash might have been saying a joke in reply of his Hero 101, but after a second of reflecting on it he realize he was more so giving an explanation. He had never had a hunger for anything like what Ash had described. But he did currently feel the want for revenge, could that be the same thing that the villain had spoke about.

But Ash was right, not all villains were evil just because they had powers. Darius had hard stories about villains doing what they do in revenge, some villains only turning to villain-y because that’s what all they thought they could do, or even because it’s all they have ever known. Though he has also met the occasional villain who just wants chaos, pain, and destruction.

The question Ash had asked next made Darius chuckle a little. “I mean, its cliche and you’ll probably hate me for being a hero more than you already do because of it.” Darius took a deep breath and sat up. “Short answer, yes. But it’s how I was raised. Both of my parents had powers and helped in the community, though they weren’t considered heroes. They didn’t really like having the spot light. I would watch the news constantly for updates about heroes and them saving the city. This- this was sort of a dream I have had since I was a kid, saving people and such. Though it’s not as easy as they always make it out to be, but I guess you would know that first hand.” Darius thought back to his parents, they lived on the outskirts of Scarriden and he would visit them every couple of months and tell stories and vent. He told them to try to lay low even before the meeting with the organization had happened because of the protests and “anti-mutant” agenda getting bigger.

“Did the hunger you spoke of before led you to be the Editor? Or was there something else?” Darius ask making eye contact with Ash. He wasn’t sure what to expect from a villain, then again he never spoke with one so casually before, it was sort of revealing.

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What Luciana had said was mostly been true. She had always wanted a simpler life and felt like she had been forced into this because of betrayal and being hunted down for her powers. Though if the Red Witch would continue to be, having the serum would be a good thing to have on her side to deal with annoying heroes if they wouldn’t leave her alone.

Luciana listened as Elena told her that she didn’t have to hate her powers and she had a choice in her life for what she would become. Talking about herself as Minerva and what she does. She did smirk at her talking about stealing money and other no-so-hero things. “You might be right about some things Elena, I would personally love to see the famous Minerva become a villain. Oh I just imagine the carnage if she was able to hack into their devices and reveal their secret identities to the city. But that’s what makes me a villain. Or maybe it was while you were offered to join the heroes, they offered me to be locked up and ‘away for the safety of the city.’ I wasn’t the Red Witch or the Vampress yet, I was a kid barely surviving on the streets.” She said with a giggle and went to lean back against the couch but remembered her shirt still had some blood on it and didn’t feel like cleaning blood off of Elena’s couch.

“Do you have an extra shirt I could possibly wear? Don’t feel like leaving a blood trail at your luxurious apartment because of the wet blood on my shirt.” Lucy had said and then taking off her shirt revealing couple more scars across her body. A stab wound below her left kidney, claw marks across the right side of her chest partially covered by her bralette, and a few other minor cuts. “Hopefully you don’t mind scars. I may be able to heal quickly. But besides controlling the blood flow I don’t usually have time to dress them so they scar more often than not.” She said as she folded her shirt in a way where the blood wouldn’t get on anything and setting it next to the couch. "Unless you don't mind me being so indecent." Luciana said with a smile and brushing her hair out of her face again.

Lucy didn’t care about being revealing, of her body or her scars. She doesn’t really care if people are scared or put off by how she looks, she’s learned to ignore what people thought of her. You don’t become a villain to be liked. Though she was curious to see Elena’s reaction to her scars and taking off a piece of clothing so casually.

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Elena laughed at the thought of becoming a villain. She could... certainly do a lot of damage, but that just didn't appeal to her. Her work kept her hovering on the balance of good and bad as it was, and she didn't like to tip either way. Walking the tightrope kept everybody else on their toes. The heroes knew she was on "their side", but they also knew that they couldn't just take her loyalty for granted. Villainy just seemed like she'd end up in prison eventually, and she didn't think she'd exactly fair all that well in prison. Her life was far too comfortable.

She raised an eyebrow at Luciana's request for a shirt and got to her feet, draining her glass. But Luciana pulling her shirt off distracted her. Her eyes traced the scars, curious and intrigued by them all. She found herself wanting to run her fingers over them, just to see how they felt. Even as a kid, Elena wasn't the type to go out and get herself into situations that could potentially result in scars. Her skin was unmarred by any scars. The advantage of being a techie.

Then Luciana's taunt about Elena not minding her being indecent brought Elena back to herself, and she just laughed and shrugged. "Hey, I'm easy going. Whatever makes you happy," she shrugged, but she headed upstairs to grab a top. Digging out the first t-shirt her hands landed on, what appeared to be an over-sized band shirt. She headed back down to Luciana and handed it to her, before refilling her glass of wine and sinking back onto the couch.

"Do... do people ever ask about all those scars? How you got them? What do you tell them?" She asked, mostly out of curiosity.




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Ash listened to Darius' story, rolling his eyes as the man spoke. Jesus, he couldn't even have a fun origin story. He was basically trained for it, the way people were trained to become lawyers or cops or whatever. The thought of parents made Ash feel as though there was a hole being kicked into his chest, one that made him look away from Darius for a second or two. The question didn't help. Ash took a moment before deciding what to say.

"I... I guess that the Editor was always there. I was always a mischievous kid. But the first time The Editor reared it's ugly head was when my parents died. I... saw them die. It was something no kid should see. I was passed around from relative to relative. And I just wanted... something more. And I just gave in to it. For a while. And The Editor won control. I... did things or caused things to happen. And I was terrified. So I shoved The Editor away for a while. Until... I lost my first love. The only person I've ever been in love with." He paused for a second to try and quell the lump in his throat. "He was killed by a hero. Or a former hero, or a hero gone rogue, or whatever. But he used to be a hero. And he killed the only person I loved, so I killed him. And I stopped trying to fight The Editor. I let him in. And... here we are." He said with a shrug. There was a knock at the door as a welcome distraction. "Food's here."

He slowly shoved himself into a sitting position. His head swam, and for a moment, his vision went black around the edges. But he let that anger burn for a moment, determined not to let them win. And then his vision settled again, and he could look at the food that arrived.

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Darius stared at Ash with sadness across her face. He felt terrible talking about his life and his parents to just hear that Ash’s were taken from him in front of him, along with everything else in his life. Including an ex or rogue hero killing someone he loved, his first love, a boy. Darius didn’t know that Ash had feelings that way towards males. He was attractive and Darius just assumed he was more of a person to go after girls, then again Darius assumed that about most males.

“I- Ash I-” Darius was cut off by a knock at the door, assuming it was the food he had ordered for the two of them. “I got it.” Darius quickly said as he got up and got the door, paying for the food and bringing it back to the couch. He quickly set the pizza down and pulled the coke out of the bag and placing it on the table before going to the kitchen to get cups. On his way back he spotted a bottle of Jack Daniels on the counter and grabbed hit, thinking it would be a nice way to unwind with this pizza maybe.

Darius set down the cups and the bottle on the table next to the food and drinks before looking back up at Ash. “You probably don’t care about this, but I’m sorry that happened. I don’t know if I can say I wouldn't have done anything differently if that happened to me, so don’t feel bad for what you did, you’ve been through a lot.” Darius wanted to say much more but didn’t want to annoy Ash anymore or say the wrong thing. He took his eyes off of Ash and poured them each some coke, adding in a splash of whiskey to his and taking a bite of the pizza.

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Luciana could feel Elena’s tracing over her, which she was used to. Most of the time when she showed any skin people would look at her scars and make assumptions or think of her as “broken” because of her skin wasn’t perfect and smooth.

Hearing Elena’s wasn’t exactly what she was fishing for but none the less it wasn’t ignored. Lucy kept her eyes as Elena went up the stairs to probably get a shirt, watching as she walked and her hips bounced as she took each step. She kept her eyes on Elena like a hunter watching their prey, analyzing her movements, though when she turned around to start heading back down she quickly looked away and grabbed the bottle of wine to refill her glass, taking a sip.

Lucy took the shirt from Elena saying thanks and getting ready to put it on when Elena asked her about her scars, stopping for a second to think, and then placing the shirt down next to her.

“My scars? Not often actually. I try to keep myself mostly covered so questions wouldn’t be asked, not counting the occasional broad from the club whenever I would feel lonely.” Luciana replied, setting the shirt down next to her for the moment. “Only few people know the reasons behind them, I usually throw out some excuse to hide the reasons. For example this one,” She said brushing her hands across her chest where the claw mark was. “I usually say from an animal attack or something. Which isn’t completely untrue. Just that the animal was actually a shape shifting hero. Most of my scars are either self-inflicted or from altercations with heroes. Like you would this was a normal stab wound, but actually from a pike of ice from another hero when a group of villains were making our getaway from a job gone bad at the government building. Besides the scars on my arms, each one has a story, usually involving a hero. Or sometimes a villain, you know some of us don’t always agree.”

Lucy turned around to show Elena her back and pulled her hair up to reveal more scars, including some burns around her lower back. “The burn marks on my lower back, got into a nasty argument with a villain about a job that she fucked up. As I was walking away she spit acid at me, burning through most of my clothes and leaving those burns.” Luciana said as she spun around keeping her legs crossed and took another sip of her wine.

Luciana made eye contact with Elena and could tell she was fascinated by her scars, this brought a warm feeling to Lucy and made her smile. She couldn’t tell what exactly she was feeling or if it was just the effects from the wine. “You don’t have any scars do you?” She asked after looking from Elena from head to toe, but pretty sure she already knew the answer. The way Elena was looking at her scars made it seemed she had never been so close to ones like Luciana’s, scars that were more than a scab on a knee or a bruise on a hand. “You can feel them if you want, but if you wanna get more touchy I might require some more wine.”

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Elena listened with interest as Luciana talked about her scars. She had a point, to be fair. They were easy to cover, and just as easy to fob off someone about. Laugh it off as being unusually accident prone, having an interesting childhood, or just distract them. Elena knew that she would fall for any of those, if she was being honest with herself. So she appreciated the other woman’s honesty. The thought that the villains could turn on each other and do as much damage was a foreign concept to her. She wasn’t saying that heroes never disagreed. She frequently told some of them why they were wrong and told them where to shove the occasional sexist comment. But she could do so in the knowledge that they’d never dare attack her. It was less about her and more that it just never happened.

She scoffed as Luciana asked if she had any scars. “Please. To start with, I grew up in a family where we weren’t exactly encouraged to climb trees or do stupid kid things. I played field hockey for a while, probably should have a scar from my brother accidentally smashing his hockey stick against my leg, but my mom got me some fancy ass oil thing to put on it so that faded. And now I don’t do anything that could possibly give me a scar. I run, but haven’t done any damage to myself. Yet.”

She raised an eyebrow at the comment about being touchy, but turned it into a grin. “Honey, I’ll only be as touchy as you want me to be,” she retorted. The burn scars were the only ones to really catch her interest, and she lightly ran her fingers across it, feeling how different the skin felt, how different it was to healthy skin. She kept her touch light and brief, her curiosity sated. “How do you look after these? Like, I get that stab wounds are easy for you to fix with your ability. But burns don’t have all that much to do with blood. And I’m guessing that you guys can’t exactly just rock up to the emergency room like that, there’d be far too many questions.”


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Even if he wasn’t fully looking at Darius, he could picture the expression, the one that everyone wore when he told them about his parents. The pity made him nauseous on a good day, let alone today. Their pity hadn’t done him any good then, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to help him now. God knows he was too far gone for that, too far past saving. He wanted to hate Darius. God knows, there was an all too familiar beast in his chest screaming for Ash to take this chance to take one of them down. But Ash’s ability wasn’t working, so getting away with it would be easier said than done. And despite that monster, he found himself not wanting to hurt Darius. Not now, at least. He couldn’t quite explain why, but Darius seemed to remind him that there was still good people out there. People who cared.

He smirked at Darius bringing over the bottle of Jack with him, but Darius’ words stole the smirk away. He was regretting saying anything now, regretted bringing up all these emotions that he swore to bury and do his best to forget. But the drug was dulling his senses, making him talk. Giving in to it, giving in to the longing for sleep, for nothingness, that seemed like the easy thing to do now. Just slip away from it all. But he wouldn’t, couldn’t do that.

He shrugged. “You weren’t there. There’s nothing for you to be sorry about. And... you don’t seem like the type of hero that would kill unless you really, really had to. Just... just bear that in mind going forward. When a scared kid runs away from you instead of joining you, that kid’s probably got shit going on. Or the kid could just be a little shit who wants to cause as much trouble as possible and dance in the ashes. I was both,” he said with a grin, taking a slice of pizza. It smelled amazing, but the minute he took a bite of it, his stomach lurched and he grimaced, putting the rest of the slice down. “Mm. Yeah, no, that’s not a good idea. Damn assholes stopping me from enjoying the pizza.”

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Darius took a breath before speaking. “Well, I mean, I haven't ever actually killed anyone before. Like I once was in a situation where I had to kill a villain to save a civilian, but couldn’t do it. Luckily another hero was there to do the thing that was needed…” Darius said before quickly drinking his own made jack and coke. “Though if that villain was any of the guys who ambushed him I doubt I would make the same mistake again…” He said before taking a bite of the pizza since Ash wouldn’t be eating much of it.

“So, you worked with the Red Witch I’m assuming since you were able to calm her down when I said who I was, you think she will actually help us? Pretty sure Elena will be able to promise her whatever she wants, she’s crafty and able to do a lot with her powers.” Darius asked. He wasn’t honestly sure what the four of them would be able to do against these people, but at least they will be prepared and they did hold their own at the bar enough to get away “Though yours is pretty useful. If we are able to catch one of those guys we could have you ask him whatever we needed to know.” Darius said looking over at Ash laying on the couch.

Ash reminded Darius of one of his childhood friends he had in school. He wasn’t one to be as optimistic and open as Darius, but they were able to get up to hijinx and fun whenever Darius was out of the view of his parents. He brought a wilder side to Darius one he didn’t exactly know he had unless he was around him. Though in high school when Darius expressed his feelings his friend did not return them, was actually appalled and cut him off completely after yelling at him. Ash was handsome, and he seemed to have a good heart, just lead astray.



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Luciana smirked when Elena said she would only be as touchy as she wanted. It might have been the wine talking to her, but Elena was pretty on the eyes. Elena’s shorter hair style worked really well with revealing her face. Also she seemed to be a more relaxed hero and someone that Luciana didn’t feel like immediately ignoring or getting rid of.

Lucy instinctively arched her back a little and her shoulders came back as she felt Elena’s hands on her back. She started on some of her unmarked skin but then lightly ran her fingers over the acid burns, probably her more scarred up wounds and that is rarely seen to others as it’s not so pretty. But having Elena’s run her fingers across her skin made Lucy a little bit more warm and red in her face. She let out a small giggle when asked about how she took care of wounds that were more than controlling blood flow.

“Well, I’m not good at taking care of any type of wounds. Even these I just keep the blood from coming out and cover it up. With the burns on my back it would’ve been worse but was able to use my blood to push most of the acid out. Though I had to go to an old villain buddy of mine who used to be a nurse and she was able to wrap me up a bit. I would go to her most of the time.” Luciana paused for a second before taking a deep breathe. “Until she was forced to flee from Scariden due to becoming known to be healing us villains and didn’t want to be held prisoner by the heroes. Haven't heard from her in awhile.” Luciana said before finishing her glass of wine and setting it on the floor, freeing up her hands.

“Well, anything you think we should do for the rest of the night? Don’t know if you heroes actually have any fun when you're not ‘saving the city’” Lucy said with a smirk and a wink, making air quotes around saving the city.

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xxxyou want the heart all to be saved
xxxbut even good guys still get paid
xxxso watch my back and keep the blade
xxxi think it got you laid

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Elena had to resist the temptation to grimace or flinch as Luciana talked about how she dealt with her wounds. That couldn’t be pleasant, no matter how nonchalant the villain was about it. Elena wondered what that must be like. She was pretty self sufficient. She’d been nineteen when her family had kicked her out, and she’d had to learn how to look after herself. But not having anyone to look at some pretty nasty wounds? Not being able to go to a doctor for fear of them finding out and reporting her? It made her wonder about the woman in front of her, about what she must have been through to just be that... apathetic about it all.

Luciana was striking. That much had to be acknowledged. Elena would be lying if she’d said she wouldn’t have tried to chat her up if they’d met in a bar under any other circumstances. But even with the haze of the wine clogging Elena’s mind ever so slightly, she knew that it would, could, only end in disaster.

She paused for a moment as Luciana spoke about her friend. Generally, they turned a blind eye to anyone who helped the villains like that. It was one thing helping them break into a bank, but they turned a blind eye to anyone helping them medically. But some of the old guard of heroes, the ones who believed the villains should be left to die on the street... they had to have been responsible.

She smirked as Luciana changed the subject and asked what she got up to whenever she wasn’t saving the city. “You mean we don’t have to spend every waking hour of our day serving the greater good?” She asked in mock shock, before laughing. “Nah, some heroes are like that. I spend my evenings either doing a little bit of legit work, reading up on the latest security, figuring out how to break the latest security, and watching Netflix and drinking wine. Me and my friends usually try to go out a few nights every month too.”


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xxxeven while we sleep, we will find you
xxxacting on your best behaviour
xxxturn your back on mother nature
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Of course Darius hadn’t been able to kill when it had come to it. Those heroes were the ones you wanted to come across. The ones who would falter and give you that millisecond to escape. Hell, some of them even hesitated despite hearing The Editor speak those dangerous three words. Instead of shutting him up by punching or stabbing or setting him alight or whatever, they let him slip away. It had only happened a handful of times. He’d only let himself be caught a handful of times.

Ash poured himself a glass of Coke before slowly maneuvering himself back down into a lying position. It made the dizziness ease just a little, but fighting it off was getting harder and harder as the adrenaline of the fight faded and left his own willpower in charge. He shrugged as Darius asked if he thought that Luciana would help. “I don’t know. We’ve worked together in the past, but we were both working for our own motives. She’s... a wildcard. I don’t know what she wants if it’s not money. But I agree. We need Elena and The Red Witch on our side.” He shrugged and grinned a little as Darius commented on the capabilities of Ash’s own ability. “Sure. But we need to catch them first. And that’s where you’ll all come in. A hacker to track them, someone to attack,” he said, tipping his glass slightly to indicate Darius, “someone to slow the blood when someone inevitably gets stabbed or shot, and then... little ol’ me to get them talking.”

He looked over at Darius for a moment, studying that kind face. How could someone like him become anything but a hero? Darius was sitting opposite one of the most hated heroes in the city, and he genuinely just seemed to want to help. How full of hope he was. It was almost infectious, made you believe there was a better tomorrow, you just had to wait until it became today. How desperately Ash wanted to believe the same.

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xxx All alone in the glass house
xxx Lie awake 'til the sun's out
xxx Pink sky when you come down
xxx Sometimes I wanna fuckin' scream or run away,
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Darius nodded in agreeance when Ash spoke about the Red Witch. What he’s heard about her and even one time coming across her in Scariden matched with what Ash had said, she really did seem like a wild card when it came to heroes. He also agreed with Ash about them working together and each person being needed for a specific part if they wanted to do anything against these people. The night everything happened Darius spilt as much information to Elena as fast as she could talk. The symbols some of them wore, the type of vehicles they had in the warehouse they met in and the location, as much as she could remember before and during all the chaos.

“That’s all true, we will really need to work together if we have any chance against them, I doubt they expected any heroes and villains working together right?” Darius said with a light chuckle looking across at Ash. Darius felt like he could trust Ash a little bit more after their conversations tonight, both revealing information about themselves with each other. He definitely felt like he could trust him more than the Red Witch, someone who he was more worried about working together but hopefully whatever deal she strikes with Elena will keep them working as a single unit and not at each other's throats.





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xxx Yeah someone pour it in
xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
xxx Say your prayers and stomp it out
xxx When they bring that in
xxx Bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away

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Luciana laughed with Elena after she joked about being a hero and serving the greater good. She was glad that she got “paired” up so to speak with Elena, she seemed more on the neutral side, maybe even closer to a villain than a hero, though the only thing really holding her back is caring about Darius and listening to his pleas to help. Luciana thought about running away a few times, but Minerva could easily make that work, with her powers it wouldn’t be hard to modify databases and make new identities on the web.

Lucy smiled as she spoke about going out a few nights with friends, something Luciana hasn’t done in a long while. Though wasn;t because she wouldn’t want to, but because neither the Red Witch or Luciana really had friends to go out, she more so had acquaintances among the villain world. “When all this dumb shit with rescueing the heroes is over, maybe I can show you some clubs around that you may not know. Us villains usually know how to have a good time when we aren’t having fun razing the streets of Scarriden. Maybe even add that to our deal of working together.” Lucy said with a smirk and a wink. It was true, there were some clubs and establishments that were mostly villain owned or villains only, a little escape from the eyes of the world, and a place with few rules. Elena was also very good on the eyes and after coming up with a good alter ego since she wouldn’t be able to say she was Minerva to get into the club, Maybe in another life, she would be able to do more with Elena than just talk hypotheticals.

Lucy wondered for a second if Elena, or more so Minerva, actually knew about these places, since her powers seem to dive so deep into computer, electronics, and information of sorts. Wouldn’t be hard for someone of their caliber to find anomalies in the system that could lead suspicion upon the villains but they tend to cover those anomalies with other things, but someone with more of a touch with technology might find something more suspicious.

“Though Minerva, Luciana putting emphasis on her alias, “I haven't seen much of your power first hand. I mean, I assumed you were the reason for the ruckus while we were escaping the bar. But besides the stories we hear about Minerva, don’t know much about your powers. Plus It would be good to know more about what I’ll be working with. I know what glass boy and can, and I have unfortunately seen up close what the Editor can force people to do.” She rolled her eyes speaking about Ash, probably one of the few villains she hasn’t thought about fighting or betraying. “Also, have you found any information about these people? I’m assuming Shatter gave you some information about them? Maybe even where he and the heroes were ambushed.” Luciana finished, asking.

It was good to know how much of a reach Minerva had with her powers, Luciana didn’t like being in the dark about people’s powers. “Even if we can find maybe like one henchmen, we could interrogate him. It’s pretty easy to get information from someone when they can’t bleed out.” Luciana let out a slight giggle with a grin, revealing more of the Red Witch side of her personality.

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xxxbut even good guys still get paid
xxxso watch my back and keep the blade
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Elena chuckled at the thought of her and Luciana going clubbing together. She'd be lying if she said that it wasn't a prospect that immediately intrigued her. Both seeing villainous haunts and just... going out with the other woman. Seeing what happened. Of course she'd heard about the villainous clubs. Mostly so she could avoid them on her nights out and make sure that she didn't walk into any trouble. It was an unspoken agreement that the heroes stayed away, and in return, the villains avoided the few spots that the heroes had for themselves.

And then, Luciana went back to talking business. Her question was vague, but Elena knew what Luciana was really asking. She wanted to know what she was dealing with. And honestly, Elena couldn't blame her. Technopathy was a strange ability, and one she often struggled to explain to other people. The easiest thing to do was to demonstrate.

"Yep, the noise was me. Essentially, I communicate with technology and I can... I dunno, control it I guess? But my ability and range is kinda limited. So no, I actually don't know all that much about them. I've been doing some research, but it... involves trawling quite a lot of forums where people really, really hate heroes. And that's not easy reading. I know where they were ambushed, but unfortunately, my trail more or less dies there."

As she spoke, Elena reached out with her ability. She connected to Luciana's phone and made a text appear from "Minerva." But how about I just show you? Elena opened up her laptop and closed the CCTV window, instead opening up her files on the case. "So my ability is dependent on connections. Theoretically, depending on your phones' security, I could access the phone of everyone you've texted in the last... Mm, thirty days? Just by getting into your phone and trying really, really hard. If you happened to be connected to the same WiFi network as one of our targets, I could access any of their devices, again, through your phone. Remote connections tend to be a little unreliable. Ideally, I'd be able to make physical contact with the device I'm trying to get into. But this is what I have. She called up one of her files. CCTV pictures of the attackers lined the top of the screen. "Darius positively ID'ed these men as the attackers. I ran them through police databases and got absolutely nothing, so I think we can assume they're been clean up to this."

Elena continued to talk Luciana through the information she had well into the night. The two of them plotted and discussed ideas until Elena eventually called it a night, digging out a change of clothes for Luciana to sleep in and a blanket for the couch.


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Ash chuckled a little at Darius' enthusiasm, at the thought that this was really a double bluff because nobody would ever expect them to work together, right? In reality, Ash knew that if they didn't work together, they'd all just be screwed. But maybe they stood a chance if they did work together.

Despite his best efforts, Ash could feel the drug finally starting to win over his system. He could feel it sapping his strength, his energy, and just made him want to sleep. "Sorry, Darius, but I honestly think I'm gonna pass out if I don't sleep soon. I don't think I'm going to make it to the bedroom so I'm just gonna crash here." He sat up for a moment, just long enough for him to pull off his jacket and throw it over himself as a blanket. "Hey, Darius? Thanks for not murdering me in my weakened state," he joked, before sinking in to sleep.

He didn't know how long he slept, but the apartment was quiet when he awoke. His head was pounding and he was starving, but he didn't want to hang around the apartment for too long. He snagged some cold pizza from the fridge and scribbled a note for Darius so the hero wouldn't immediately freak out when he was gone. "Gone to find painkillers and discuss matters with Witch. Talk later." After a moment, he scribbled his number down on the piece of paper too, before leaving the building.

As he walked, he texted Luciana. "Where are you? We need to talk." Part of the reason he'd left was because he didn't want an awkward conversation with Darius. The hero seemed nice, but Ash didn't want to give him the impression that they were going to be the best of friends. They were colleagues, and that was it. He needed to talk to Luciana. He needed to find out what the hell she wanted from the heroes before they made any plans. Because, knowing Red Witch, it could be anything.

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xxx All alone in the glass house
xxx Lie awake 'til the sun's out
xxx Pink sky when you come down
xxx Sometimes I wanna fuckin' scream or run away,
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“Oh no worries, that’s fine.” Darius replied as Ash said he would be sleeping on the couch, and just smiling and nodding when he jokingly thanked him for not murdering him before falling asleep. Darius quietly got up and cleaned up the table, putting the pizza in the fridge and throwing away the half eaten slices and trash. He walked around and made sure everything was mostly locked before heading towards the bedroom, stopping for a second and looking at Ash quickly before closing the door and falling asleep on the bed.

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Darius woke up when the early glow of the sunrise peered through the window and onto his face. He slowly sat up and stretched, letting out a long yawn before getting up and walking back out to the main hall of the apartment. “You feeling any better Ash?” Darius asked as he walked out before noticing the apartment empty, and seeing a small note on the table. He quickly walked over to it and read it, seeing Ash’s message on his number. He put the number in her phone and sent him a quick text, Ok, just woke up. and followed it up by a second one. Oh this is Darius by the way And then went over to the fridge and reheated the cold pizza in the microwave before sitting back on the couch.

After eating a slice of pizza Darius decided to text Elena to see how it went, he felt sort of bad about not checking in after they escaped. Hey, sorry about not reaching out last night, hope alll is good. The Editor is definitely with us, he doesn’t seem that bad either, just a bad past with some rogue heroes. Did you get the Red Witch to side with us? And then went to the bathroom to get freshened up. He went to discuss things with her. Want me to come over? He asked as she laid back down on the couch and browsed the internet until a reply.





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xxx Yeah someone pour it in
xxx Make it a dirt dance floor again
xxx Say your prayers and stomp it out
xxx When they bring that in
xxx Bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away

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Lucy listened to Elena talk about her powers, sort of like hers but more of an internal control that she couldn't pull out as much. She was a little let down that they didn’t really have a trail to follow for these guys besides where they were ambushed. Lucy had hoped they had a little bit more information since they had reached out to go against these people, but I made since that they wanted so have some sort of help or assistance.

Lucy was thrown off a bit when she received a short message from Minerva, showing an example of her power as she spoke. Though her attention was quickly brought up to the big screen in her apartment, images of some men that Elena explained Darius had ID’d as some of the people there, talking about them being clean.

The rest of the night was more business that casual as the two traded what little information they had and possible plans they could, Lucy being more chaotic than Elena’s thought out ideas. She had Elena send her the images of the people Darius had ID’d to her phone before the two finished for the night and head to sleep, thanking Elena for the extra clothes and blanket the couch. Could’ve shared the bed but okay. Lucy thought to herself before laying down. Surprisingly she slept pretty good for being somewhere new.

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Luciana was woken up for her phone putting off a small ping and vibrating, she groaned as she dug under the blanket and saw it was going off because of a message from Ash. “Ugh, couldn’t let me in peace could you.” She mumbled out loud to herself as she sat up and read the message asking where she was and needing to talk. Lucy looked up and saw that Elena wasn’t up yet, or at least seemed that way and thought about how to reply. She assumed Elena wouldn’t be happy if she just invited the Editor up to her apartment. She looked out the window and scanned the streets below her, now seeing there was some daylight she knew where she was.

I’m safe by the way, thanks for asking. Meet me by the newspaper stand on 5th street, across from the old family jewelry store. Lucy texted to Ash, not saying she was at Elena’s apartment complex, but the newspaper stand was just outside. Elena already made contact with Lucy’s phone so she could probably track her down if she wanted, maybe even able to use a camera nearby. Lucy looked around and wrote on one of the napkins “BRB” and left it in the middle of the table as she grabbed a brush and walked out, wearing the clothes Elena let her borrow to sleep in, slipping on her shoes.

Luciana was brushing her hair with one hand and holding a magazine in her hand as she was leaning against the wall next to the newspaper stand. waiting for Ash to show up. She didn’t look too bad, typical morning attire for someone who just got up and wanted a coffee and something to read. Lucy made it look like she was distracted by the magazine but saw Ash walking up. “I’m on board with working with them for now, if that is what you’re worried about. Was able to see first hand some of the IT girl's abilities.” Luciana spoke without taking her gaze off of magazine, flipping the page, not revealing too much in case her words were heard by a morning passerby. Finally looking up at Ash after a second. “You still got your mojo or are you boring now?” She asked, curious about the effects of the injection on the Editor.

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Elena stirred as the door slammed, groaning a little into her pillow as she blindly fumbled for her phone. The time just made her groan again, but she knew that she wasn't going to exactly go back to sleep after this. A quick glance down into her apartment confirmed her suspicions that Luciana was gone. Elena quickly changed and made her way down into the apartment. She started pulling out the ingredients for pancakes when her phone buzzed. A text from Darius, saying that, at least, they had The Editor on their side. Elena grinned with relief and quickly texted him back.

"Ooh, sounds like you two had a heart to heart. I'm making pancakes, come over and I'll fill you in :D" She texted back as she started to make up the batter for the pancakes. She spotted the "note" on the table, and just rolled her eyes. She wished that she could be surprised by that, but by what she knew from Luciana, she couldn't be surprised. She picked back up her phone and texted Darius. "Banana or chocolate chip? Or both?"

This was how Elena was used to waking up. Frankly, having another body in the apartment sometimes felt strange. The few relationships she'd had, she'd only just been used to having them around on a regular basis when things had ended. When she met someone in the nightclub that could entertain her for a night, she went with them to their bed, and would slip away. Cooking breakfast for just herself was a ritual, one that gave her time to breathe and to think.


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Ash dug in his bag, looking for sunglasses as he stepped outside. It felt like he had the world's worst hangover. He stopped only briefly to grab something for his headache in the nearest drugstore, and discovering that the pizza still didn't agree with him, stopped to grab a coffee and a pastry. A thought suddenly striking him, he decided to use the poor shop clerk as a test subject. "Uh, hey man, did you hear? You're not gonna charge me for these," he said, and the man blinked, before saying, "Uh, don't worry about it, man, those are free of charge." Ash grinned. He was back to his old self. He sipped his coffee as he walked, double checking the address. He spotted her, leafing through a magazine and brushing her hair. His phone buzzed with a few texts from Darius, but he didn't deem them worth responding.

He didn't even get a chance to say anything as she confirmed that she'd agreed to work with the heroes. Finally, she looked up at him, and he just arched an eyebrow at her question. "Still got it," he responded, holding up his coffee. "But I also have the world's worst hangover. Like, I've been on some pretty intense nights out, and I felt better than this." He watched Luciana for a moment, before finally answering the question that's hovering on his tongue.

"Luciana, what the hell did you ask them for? Why wouldn't you just say it last night?" He asked. Ash had a bad feeling about this all, and was almost afraid of what the answer might be. He liked Luciana. She was a good ally, and they'd had a lot of fun together at times. But he hadn't been lying when he'd said that she was a wildcard. She could have asked for anything, and Ash wasn't sure that it couldn't possibly dangerous.