Villain Behaviour
So I decided to give it a try and retire the dashes for some time, though I feel far more comfortable writing the way I did, because that's the way I learned in Portuguese x.x
"I can't believe it, our little baby!" Barb was about to cry, tears almost slipping through her eyes.
"I'll get these bastards" Hank said "and I'll crash them with my own hands" Barb walked over and hugged him.
"We shall leave it to the active heroes, Hank. We're retired, we'd just get on their way"
"They kidnapped our Phoebe, Barb. I won't stand and do nothing".
"Dad" Max said interrupting "I'll do whatever you say is the best to help you find her".
"No, Max, this is something your mom and I should do" Hank walked over the front door "come on, Barb, we need to start somewhere and the last time anyone saw her was at school" she joined him "Max, just look over the house and be aware if there's any news".
Max told his parents how it was rumored Phoebe was kidnapped when coming back from school, it was enough for his one-day-worried-about-her-absence parents to grab on to that story and believe it was true, he needed to lead them in the wrong direction for a while and it worked. He smirked, sure that if this didn't put him on the evil map, then nothing would.
He was careful enough to install a teleport well hidden on the backyard that lead to his new old lair so he wouldn't waste time to move and he couldn't wait to come back to his evil nest.
Phoebe was still attached to his bed, left hand on her ankle trying to get rid of the device blocking her powers. He picked up his phone and dialed a number, making Phoebe realize she was not alone anymore.
"I've done it" he said "you asked me to prove me worth and I have" he heard the reply "I got my pretty little sister hanging from a chain in my lair and my parents, the incredible Thundermans, clueless about me and the truth. They think some random, normal thief kidnapped her" again, there was a moment of pause "well, nothing yet… sure, it will be my pleasure to do so… thank you, sir. I'm not gonna fail you" he hung up the phone to look at the curious eyes Phoebe was throwing at him.
"I'm officially an out-lawer, dear sis" he bragged " and for my first performance I'm gonna break this family apart"
"You're not" she stated " haven't you learn nothing? The good guys always win. We'll find a way, Max, and if when all of this crash down you are still on their side, you're so going down with them. There will be no coming back".
"From the way I'm seeing it, it doesn't seem so, because you're the one tied to my bed" he reached her, sitting right beside and laying back.
She tried to swing a hit on him, but she was right-handed and having her strong arm lifted for a couple hours had already made its price: the whole area was in pain. It was not like if that weak punch would do any good anyway.
"I hate you" she simply said "you lived with mom and dad your entire life, do you really think you could break them apart?" it wasn't an actual question, she didn't believe he could, she didn't need a reply or had any hope behind it. Phoebe just needed it to sink in to her and to Max and to the universe. The ceiling broke up to infinity, she could see the stars, the time, moving and painting a picture of their lives, their actions. She was truly floating for the first time in her life, trying to forget her brother laid next to her.
He wondered if that was a girl's thing to zoom out like that, because Phoebe seemed to have lost it, but it was ok. Being there, doing nothing sound appealing and so inviting… it felt good and warm, like coming home knowing a storm is about to be set off. He turned to face her and once again was stroke by her beauty. Maybe that was all it was about: he needed to destroy her innocence, this beautiful thing. It hurt just for existing and for the fact he couldn't have it. If it didn't existed, then it couldn't do him no harm.
It felt eternity until she spoke again.
"What are you going to do to me, Max?" her voice broke and she kept looking up, out of the room and into the universe "you said you wanted me and it's not just for being tied up to your bed. Would you really do such a thing to me?" she closed her eyes, waiting for her answer, waiting for the worst.
He caught up on what she was trying to say. He didn't think so, he never really thought that much ahead on his plan, but he didn't have the guts to do that to her. When all of this broke in his head, he wanted to keep everyone out of their relationship, he didn't want to share her with anyone. That was the goal: keeping her to himself. As much as he wanted to shout 'no way' to her and say he would never, he couldn't, she would see his weakness and he was a villain, he needed to behave like one.
"It is just a matter of time until I can finally make you mine"
And a lonely tear rolled down her cheek, taking away the hope she still had in him.
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