VILLANS

by ShyFox132

V.I.L.L.A.N.S, a group of super Geniuses, and well, Villans. When Grayson Strokes joins the group, things are not like what they seem. (This story has a lot more games in it because they are all in the same universe, so you are going to see characters from different games,P.S. all characters belong to there rightful owners)

1. Chapter 1

(A/n: yay my first fanfic thing... ok lets get this straight, i do not have the best grammar so bare with me, i promise i can only get wors-i mean better :D, please tell me if something does not make ANY sense at all and i will tell you what happened or correct me if i made a mistake in my grammar, ok i am done blabbing now, the story starts right about... HERE)

I ran through the city of Ashton, smoke trailing from the building I was running from. (Get it? no? oh never mind),"Target eliminated" red words appeared on the blue streak of technology in front of my eyes. I smirked, but my smirk quickly faded when the ground started to burn under me. I glanced up to look at the "hero." He landed behind me with a light thump. I lightly tugged my hood down hiding my face in shadows and I chuckled.

"Well, well, well... look who we have here. I thought you were in prison?" he remarked in his deep, annoying voice.

I burst out laughing. "I broke out so easily. I could have done it with my eyes closed. Man, you really, and I mean REALLY, need better security," I giggled. I slowly slipped my hand into my back pocket, grabbing three small ovals full of anesthetic. I swiftly turned around and threw them at his feet,the orbs burst, and the sleeping smoke filled the air. Then I sprinted down the highway and turned into an ally. I ran to the closest wall and slammed my fist against the brick wall. A hole appeared at my feet and I fell though, air rushed past my ears.

I soon land on an old mattress. Slowly standing up and groaning I stumble a little. The room was dark, damp, and cold. The doors burst open and a hooded figure walked in. "I see your mission was a success," he said.

I nod. "Yes, Alexander is dead," I say happily.

"Good," he answers. The man I was talking to pulled down his hood to reveal messy brown hair, and sharp facial features, but what stood out the most was his eyes. they were pure white. they even seemed to glow. "now..." he stepped forward "welcome to the team" he held out his hand, I smiled before shaking his hand "thanks" I said.