Hello and welcome. This is my fourth story for The blood of heroes series. I hope you enjoy and please review. I would like thank Lunalovegood4ever for your help.

The blood of heroes: The Age of Villains chapter 1: New lives

Carrie was sat in her new or actually old home. She and Darren had purchased Carries old house is Chamberlain. She grew up in the house and had a lot of memories of the place, mainly bad ones. She was sat on the sofa re-watching old episodes of Arrow. She had been living there for at least a year now but it was still difficult. She looked at the stairs and the cupboard underneath, she could remember screaming inside of it and being mentally broken.

''I'm still not convinced it was a good idea coming back here.'' Darren said. He was standing in front of her holding two mugs of tea.

''I'll be fine.'' Carrie said. She then snapped out of it and looked at Darren.

''You keep zoning out and I know why.'' Darren said as he handed her the cream egg mug with the milky tea inside.

''It's nothing.'' Carrie said. She took a sip and placed it onto the coffee table.

''Carrie this keeps happening. Why don't we just remodel the house?'' Darren asked as he sat next to her.

''I like it like this.'' Carrie said as she looked around. They had changed a the decorations but the layout was the same when they had it rebuilt.

''Carrie it's not healthy.'' Darren argued.

''My whole life has not been healthy. I've killed more people than I've had hot meals, actually that is true when I lived with momma.'' Carrie explained.

''This is what I mean.'' Darren said.

X

Mindy was sat in her new base. It was an underground military base which used to act as a research facility during the Cold War. It was connected through the sewer lines and lead straight up to Brooklyn. She was sat at a computer and was looking up the news. Two men walked up to her. They were Wesley Gibson or The Killer. He was wearing his black outfit and holding a pistol. Next to him was the superhero Superior who wore a red and yellow outfit with a black cape.

''Look at this bullshit.'' Mindy said as she pointed to the article. Michael Driskill is campaigning for mayor of New York.

''Fuck them Mindy. They're useless.'' Wesley said.

''After everything we have done to protect them and this is how we are repaid. It's disgusting.'' Superior said.

''Michael Driskill is a monster or the creator of monsters. Did you know he funds the Benedict Institution?'' Mindy said. She then opened up the document to prove it.

''The what?'' Superior asked.

''The Benedict Institution was set up to create super soldiers in secret. A military hospital but now converted into Arkham Asylum.'' Stephen said as he walked up to them. He was wearing black joggings and a similarly coloured T-shirt.

''How do you know so much about it?'' Wesley asked.

''I got my powers from somewhere didn't I.'' Stephen said. He walked towards them and looked at the screen.

''Where were you?'' Mindy asked.

''Visiting a friend.'' Stephen replied.

''Bullshit you don't have any.'' Wesley said. The two then glared at each other for a second.'

''He has a point. Where were you?'' Mindy asked. He then stared at her.

''Visiting my daughter.'' Stephen said. Mindy then nodded and Superior punched him in the stomach. Stephen fell to the ground clutching it.

''Come on Ralph. She hates you now, where the fuck were you?'' Mindy said. It was bad when she used his real name.

''Following a lead from Magician.'' Stephen said.

Mindy, Wesley and Superior walked up to a cage in the middle of a brightly lit room. Inside was Magician, he was reading the book 'Sin of War.'

''Good book?'' Wesley asked as he tapped the bar.

''Nope.'' Magician said as he put the book down.

''Where did you send Stephen?'' Mindy asked.

''I sent the Hunter looking for the last living thing from his first life and yours.'' Magician explained smiling.

''Which is?'' Mindy asked.

''How is that new Kick-Ass you've been training?'' Magician asked.

X

Charlie and Marcus were in the newly rebuilt police headquarters. It was busy but state of the art and the two had their own section to manage. Policemen and detectives were running around going through reports and taking statements. Rita Desjardin walked into their office.

''Rita, we have doughnuts.'' Marcus said as he threw her the box.

''Mindy is going to be pissed.'' Charlie said as he pointed to the newspaper headline.

''Charles Palmer may become one of the richest men in the country.'' Rita said.

''How so?'' Marcus asked.

''Palmer Industries is rebuilding New York.'' Rita said. She showed them a magazine with it as the headline.

''Why is this bad?'' Charlie asked.

''The man was involved with Michael Driskill and the creation of the telekinetic soldiers.'' Rita said. Marcus noticed a policeman and recognised him.

''Excuse me one second.'' Marcus said. He then got up and ran out.

Marcus ran through the policemen and up to one of them. He had curly blonde hair and glasses like Dave Lizewski.

''Sorry sir?'' The policeman said. It clearly wasn't him.

''Nothing.'' Marcus said. He then saw Dave standing in the lift and saluted at Marcus whilst he just stood there shocked.

X

Michael and Chris were talking in Michael's office. The view was of the whole city, you could still see the damage from when Carrie attacked New York to when the Superheroes riots practically burnt the city to the ground and danced on the ashes. They were sharing a glass of whisky and watching the news.

''Heroes are a threat to this nation. Look at the devastation they have caused, are they really protecting us? I mean is Hit-Girl a hero? A teenager who has killed literally hundreds of people. That is why I am in favour of Michael Driskill and his anti-hero policy.'' The news reporter said. People were clapping and cheering for him. Michael then turned off the television.

''That still doesn't solve our problem.'' Michael said. He then sat on the desk and refilled his drink.

''How so?'' Chris asked.

''Hit-Girl has a new group of heroes. Serious ones this time not just some idiots in costumes. How are we going to fight them?'' Michael explained. Chris smiled and took a file out of his briefcase.

''With one simple solution. A new security force called the Fraternity.'' Chris said. He threw it onto the desk.

''That sounds ridiculous.'' Michael said as he picked it up.

''On my travels I met a group of people with this name. Killed by their own but they got the job done and I'm sure we can revive them and do what they always wanted.'' Chris explained.

''Which is?'' Michael asked as he looked at the soldier designs.

''To destroy all the heroes.'' Chris said smiling. Michael raised his eyes and looked at Chris with his psychopathic grin.

''But some soldiers aren't going to work, we don't even know where they are.'' Michael argued.

''We need to draw them out.'' Chris explained.

''The institution?'' Michael said. He walked over to his file cabinet and took out one for the Benedict Institution.

''It's full of weapons, soldiers we could use to help us fight this war.'' Chris explained. He took the file and started to go through it.

''And Carrie?'' Michael asked.

''My associate in Las Vegas, Jimmy Dolan has a new guy since Dead Hunter bailed on him. He has used him a few times in the last couple of years but he has seemed to prove well.'' Chris explained. He took his phone out and showed Michael the email.

''Who?'' Michael asked.

''They call him the Survivor. Is he one of your creations?'' Chris said. He showed him the blurry picture of a man in black armour and wearing what seemed to be a military grade gas mask. He was holding a Commando assault rifle with grenade launcher and scope.

''No he is not. What is he a survivor of?'' Michael asked.

''The Black Prom.'' Chris replied.

Well I hope you enjoyed and please review. So to sum up; Carrie and Darren live in the old house, Who is the Survivor? What is Chris and Michael planning? Next time:

There is a full on car pile up. A man dressed as a clown walks out of a white van. Marcus, Charlie and Rita are watching an old home movie.

''Hey sis.'' Stephen said as he was putting flowers in a jar, he is standing in a cell with a woman on the bed.

There will be characters from other Stephen King and Mark Miller stories so please say who else. I post images of them on my twitter at Hannibal_1996. Until next time, have fun.