"Now, Daniel. If you are to one day take over my business, you must know the first thing about using your powers to get what you want." Vlad Masters explained as he walked through his office, his hands behind his back to add that little hint of 'evil mastermind' to his stature.
Daniel, however, nodded, slightly unfocused as he manipulated a deck of cards in his hands. Flipping and dividing the deck over and over, carelessly, not dropping a single card or losing control of the deck. Vlad sighed before walking over and taking the cards out of his sons hands.
"Please, Daniel. If you want to take my legacy one day, you need to focus. I've constantly told you to forget these little parlor tricks you seem so obsessed with." Vlad scolded.
"Yes, I know, father. But you've taught me everything I need to know. How to balance accounts. How to manipulate the minds of both the employees and the associates. How to posses a unwilling seller or buyer into agreeing with your demand. I know all of it. I don't see the need of teaching me anymore tricks of the business world. Tricks that no one else knows as well." Daniel ranted, standing up from his lounged position on the soft chair. "The only thing that's left for me to learn is society. I can't just stay in this stuffy house until you decide I'm ready. I need to go out there and talk to people. Communicate with the public. All these things you've taught me are strictly from books and things you've learned but that's all it is. Information. Until I can actually use it."
Vlad had kept his son hidden for years. Never letting the boy out of the mansion or letting the public know of his existence.
"I've kept you here in order to stay off the grid. What use is going out in public when you can stay hidden. Control society without the people knowing. I'm just trying to ensure your success after I'm gone." Vlad explained.
"I know, father. I know." Daniel said, grabbing his deck of cards before leaving the office.
Walking through the halls, Daniel ignored the few employees that worked to keep the mansion clean. Those few employees. Maids, butlers, chefs. Were the only ones who knew of his existence. He had used those people as his entertainment the last 19 years. He didn't even have his mother, who had died on the day of his birth. Daniel sighed, glancing out the window before going into his room. After locking his door, he walked over to his desk. Setting down his deck of cards before he pressed a button hidden under the main drawer. A smaller drawer popped out on the side. Daniel let a small smirk show as he opened the drawer more to reveal dozens of papers. Maps, blueprints, machine schematics and lists of every client Dalv industries has come into contact with within the last 10 years. He took everything out of the drawer and stood up, walking over to his closet and pushing aside his clothes to reveal a door hidden in the back. Soon. The boy had a plan.