Well, all in all, I suppose it's appropriate that the first fic I post in this section is an origin story. Discalaimer, yadda, yadda...
Secret Origins
OR
Four Reasons Behind Aspects of Dr. Drakken's Evil Persona That He'll Be Leaving Out Of The Memoirs, Thank You Very Much
1. The name
"Well, Drew," Paul said from the head of the table, "since your barbarian character was killed last quest, you need to pick a new one. Class?"
The rest of the circle looked expectantly at him as he flicked hastily through the Caverns & Creatures handbook. He hadn't liked the barbarian class much, anyway. Every skinny adolescent nerd tried it out at least once, but he found it supremely dull in practice. Even in fantasy, he was all about the brains-over-brawn thing.
"Warlock," he decided aloud.
"Name?" the CM prompted.
"Er..." Casting about for inspiration, his gaze settled on Ian's battered copy of the Creature Compendium, with its dramatic illustration of a dragon torching an innocent village splashed over the cover. It was cool, dramatic, intimidating. Something to aspire to. "Dracon," he blurted offhandedly.
"Okay," Paul droned as he made a note. "Roll stats."
Later, when Drew got a hold of the stat sheet, he noticed Paul had completely butchered his intended spelling. He nearly said something, but decided 'Drakken' actually looked more dangerous and interesting.
2. The goal
It didn't take him long to figure out the villainy business was hardly a solitary venture. Feasibly, you just couldn't do the one-lone-figure-in-a-castle-on-the-hill bit, at least not if you wanted to get anywhere. At the very least, you needed enforcers. Someone to help with the acquisition of materials wouldn't be remiss, either.
He skimmed the other want ads in the industry periodical before attempting to compose his own. Huh. Lots of high-stakes stuff. Whole countries and continents were on the agendas of his peers, as well as the massive, often themed reconfiguration thereof. Suddenly, "raining vengeance down upon the heads of those who dared laugh at me in college" seemed a little trivial as far as evil motivation.
Well, if you were going to go for it, might as well go all the way...
Single Blue Villain seeks henchpersons for the pursuit of WORLD DOMINATION!
3. The scar
He'd only been set up in what he liked to consider his first lair--and what everyone else considered a damp, drafty basement apartment--for a few weeks when it happened.
He'd tripped over a tangle of extension cords and fallen face-first onto the sharp corner of his worktable, subsequently nearly fainting twice, spending an inordinate amount of time panicking, and eventually driving one-handed to the ER with a washcloth clamped over his bleeding cheek.
If anyone asked, he had a long and somewhat convoluted tale about his first epic encounter with GJ which culminated in him taking a last, desperate slash to the face from an agent right before he pushed them to their death from the top of a dramatically tall building right before he narrowly escaped via jetpack.
No one ever asked.
4. The haircut
It was the 'nineties, okay? Everyone was doing it.
Besides, he thought it rather suited him. Added that "bad boy" edge.
A/N: Well, this is all sorts of fanwank on my part, isn't it? "Drakken" always sounded like the sort of BS, pseudo-mythological name someone would come up with at a moment's notice during a D&D session to me. And let's face it, Drew in the 'eighties? You know he's rolled a die or two in his day. C&C was an obvious but origional joke. The spelling thing is ripped from my psyche, because that was the intuitive choice for me upon hearing it phonetically.