Another Villainous fanfic?
Probably one of my darkest imaginations of all time,this story contains several things such as:
1.Blood (Lots of it.)
2.Swearing.
3.Severe descriptions of murder,torture and assault.
4.Smut and lemons(Maybe)
So,put your seatbelts on,it's gonna be a fun ride, kids.
It's quiet.
Black Hat never thought he would think of that in this hell house. Something was off. Amiss. It felt strange.
Looking at the amount of paperwork he had to do for business,you can say he was definitely bored.
Black Hat stood up from his chair,and began walking towards the laboratoy where Flug was supposed to make inventions to sell.
tip. tap. tip. tap.
Footsteps.
Only footsteps can be heard in the silent house. No chaos. No screaming. No more. Nothing.
Black Hat soon arrived at the laboratory. Flug sat on his chair fiddling with his hands,waiting for Black Hat to scold. That's strange. Flug never finished on time. He usually did exactly at the deadline or after it. Never before it.
"Flug? I'm impressed." Black Hat stated.
"Yes,sir." Flug said with demotivation. He seemed otherwise like a part of him was missing. Incomplete.
"Where's your invention?" Black Hat asked.
"Right here." Flug then passed a black cube. The cube had a glowing green light in the center of the face that faced upward.
"I call this the Shifter. It can change into any weapon or object." Flug told Black Hat.
"Weapon? Does it mean it can change into a gun?" Black Hat asked.
"Yes." Flug answered. The cube morphed into a pistol streaked with green lights. "It's loaded with a large amount of bullets."
"How many?"
"Thousands. It runs out when the cube loses its battery."
"How long will the battery last?"
Flug smiled. Well, Black Hat could sense him smiling under his paperbag.
"With a modified nuclear generator,it should last around a hundred years." Flug stated.
Black Hat grinned. This was the hightlight of his day. An actual functioning product. There was only one thing he needed to know.
"Is there any flaws?" Black Hat asked. Flug usually made mistakes when he sometimes made an invention like the time he forgot to put an off for the security system.
Black Hat sensed Flug was smiling again under that paperbag of his. "No,sir. I made many prototypes before this final one. Tests say it has no flaws." Flug said.
Now Black Hat was happy. An invention that had no flaws? Incredible. Now all he needed was to make a commercial.
"Get the Cam-Bot,Flug. It's time to make a commercial."
With the Cam-Bot rolling, it was time.
"Hello there, my wannabe wrongdoers!" Black Hat spoke into the camera. "Here with another invention to annihilate the heroes!"
"Flug? What do we have here?"
"This is the Shifter. It can change any type of weapon such a rifle,pistol, sword and others. It won't change into huge objects such as miniguns, cars and non-handheld items."
"Thank you,Flug. Now let's try this out!"
The cube then morphed into a sword. With a glowing blade with the black hilt,it sure looked menacing.
"How strong are the blades, Flug?"
"They are more stronger than obsidian,the sharpest on Earth."
"Order yours today! Make sure the heroes scream in pain as you stab them to death!"
Black Hat swings the sword behind him. The sword's blade catches Flug's face,with the sound of papers ripping.
Flug falls down with him looking like he just got hit in the face hard. He mumbles in pain under his breath on the floor while Black Hat continues slashing the sword around.
"Make sure to buy yours today!" Black Hat exclaimed before the Cam-Bot stops rolling the informercial
"Are you alright,Flug?" Black Hat asked.
"I'm fine,sir." Flug's paperbag was ripped in half from the blade. Flug began to rip the bag off of his face.
Flug's face has only been seen by Black Hat (of course) and 5.0.5. His brown shaggy hair hadn't been cut in days. His face looked sinister with scars looking as if he had clawed by a monster. The scars were caused by something more tragic (as Flug stated himself) but he won't say anything about it. Flug took of his goggles to rubs his face with his hand. His eyes were caked with cataracts also caused by the scars he had as one streaked across his face.
"Ugh." Flug then his goggles back on. The goggles now only helped have clear vision but also was able to see in different spectrums.
"How many orders do we have?" Black Hat asked Flug.
Flug took his phone from his labcoat. Reading what was on it definitely gave him a shock.
"What is it,Flug?"
"S-sir,w-we just got th-thousands if order for t-the Sh-Shifter." Flug said as the numbers kept going. The look of awe on his face definitely sealed the deal.
"We haven't got this many orders since Demencia's-" Flug thought for a while before resuming. "-Slithering Thing."
Wait. That was what was missing. Where the hell was she? She didn't wake up this late.
"Demencia! Where the hell are you?" Black Hat yelled.
No response. Zip. Zero. Nada.
Black Hat called for her again. Still. No response.
Black Hat called again,this time walking towards her room. Flug followed after him,calling Demencia as well.
Still.
No.
Response.
The door was ajar. Flug and Black stood at either side of the door ready to enter. Presumably,there wasn't a hero in there. It was otherwise something else.
Black Hat signalled to Flug with his hands. The message was clear: On the count of 3,we open that door.
Flug nodded.
With the cube Black Hat held,he morphed into a revolver. Flug had a cube with him as well and change it into a pistol. They nodded towards each other. Black Hat showed his left hand to Flug. Black Hat had one finger up.
Two.
Three.
Flug kicked the door open while Black Hat follows. They begin wave their guns looking for possible enemies. But the room is empty. No one, dead or alive was in there.
Where was Demencia?
The last time Black Hat saw her, was a few days ago if he was correct. While observing Flug making his inventions, Demencia had entered her room. He could sense she had fallen asleep. Where did she go then? Did she sleepwalk? Did she sleepwalk to a hero's home?
"Sir."
Black Hat glanced over to Flug standing at Demencia's window.
The window had a grille so that it qould protect from wanderinh off in the middle of the day or night. However,it was tampered with as one of the windows had a hole in it as someone smashed it with something small. The grille was placed on the inside of the window making it harder for heroes or idiotic burglars. The trespasser had used the hole in the window to unscrew the screws that held the window in place make the grille a hinged door. Flug and Black Hat also noticed the hole was the only one there, meaning the trespasser had opened the window on the inside. This wasn't an ordinary crime. This wasn't a burglary or a hero as the King Wazuq's glove was still there and other valuables were still in the room. Whoever broken in, had their eyes on Demencia.
But who? Who was so insane that they would kidnap a lackey of Black Hat Org.? Who was otherwise smart enough to break into the house without being detected?
Whoever it was, it was someone smart,insane and incredibly skilled stealth.
"Sir,according to the security system, it was shutdown the day Demencia dissapeared." Flug told.
"This person is smart. If he was able to hack the security system, able to control Demencia and not get caught, he knows what he's doing." Black Hat said.
He was intrigued that someone had manage to kidnap Demencia. Not that she was his favorite thing in the mansion, Black Hat hated her as she tried woo him into giving her a kiss. Black Hat hated affection, so he hated her.
Flug scratched his head in frustration, his brown hair a mess after it. He too disliked Demencia not for affection, but due to the both of them bickering and fighting amongst each other. Most importantly, she would mostly be the one to destroy most of Flug's inventions. That would make Flug quite angry to the point of trying to kill her with the hatbots and other inventions.
Despite all that,Flug otherwise had a somewhat okay relationship with her. Helped her when Black Hat kept rejecting her as somewhat of a brotherly figure towards her.
Flug seemed distraught enough,so he walked away probably to 5.0.5 to distract himself and hopefully be (ugh) comforted.
Black Hat could see why,Flug otherwise, had a pretty hard day for himself and this was probably the climax of it. He also needed to distract himself. Probably Demencia would come back. She would probably be fine.
If only he knew that the truth was more sinister.
-A day later-
In a hospital at night ,you'd expect the nurses walking,talking. Patients waiting. Others in beds and wheelchairs. A few in beds rushed by doctors. But nothing was compared about.
Blood dripped from her stomach. Her hand was useless against the wounds. Dripping drops down to the ground. A trail as clear as day can be seen behind. She walked up tbe stairs towards the entrance smiling under the gag on her mouth. Her green hair tatter with her blood. Yet she's still smiling,despite the face of everyone looking at her.
Everything is going black. She's falling.
With everyone rushing towards it wasn't just, because of her injuries, no, instead it was what item was over her mouth.
A strip of duct tape,in the center of it a white smile. A mark of someone, everyone knew.
A mark of hysteria.
Will be continued in the next chapter.
This might take a while to finish since I have another story to finish. I'll also put this up on AO3 if I can.
Read and review.
