Prin: Aw, we abandonded this story for so long!
Iris: Yeah, well, first off, Disclaimer, all the villains, with the exception of Wire, Allence, Dyrien, Zulux and Quin-el are from IJGirl's list of villains from her Secret Agent thingie-ma-kookie-whatsamacallits from Highlights for Kids. She sent us a list of villains (LLLLLOOOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGGG time ago. Wow, we have abandoned the story...) and we picked out our favorites and here they are.
Prin: And all the exceptions to that, except for Quin-El, came from Water, so big, big thank you to her! ^^
Iris: And she helped with his name. Any way, we won't bore you anymore, and you can get on with the story. Ciao!
Zach wasn't sure he liked what the girl was saying, despite the obvious temptation to get rid of the Wild Ratts. He had finally decided to call her a girl instead of a woman; she seemed too young, despite the way she carried herself.
That aside, she seemed very...domineering, and he had never liked domineering people. Part of the reason he had had so many problems with his father when he was younger. The girl was talking again.
"-please to try and be understanding of the others, they aren't used to working in groups, so they might be rather...hot headed and such," she said as she pulled out a thin silver remote, pointing it at the center of the table. Red lines lit up, and a small section of the table rose up, opening into a cube with glass-like walls and the top lit up, lighting the cube. Zach's eyes widened as he leaned forward to get a better look.
"Holographic technology," Rose answered his unspoken question, "better equipped for use as TVs and such. Unfortunately, it's extremely costly to make movies for such equipment."
Donita merely rolled her eyes at Zach's childlike attitude towards the machine. A picture appeared in the middle, of a tall blonde woman with a confident smirk, clearly posing for the picture with her legs spread in a confident way and her hands placed delicately on her hips, with a red boa slung across her shoulders. A miniature poodle posed delicately at her feet, it's nose up in the air and eyes half lidded. The woman wore a designer dress, hugging her hour-glass figure in all the right places. Donita recognized her, a designer she had studied with, the youngest in their class, named Claire Delores. A frown formed itself on her face, as the two had been somewhat rivals, but then again, everyone in that class had been rivals with Claire.
Rose glanced at Donita, "This is Claire Delores," tell me something I don't know, "Former fashion designer turned to a life of crime. She now calls herself Fifi Fofum. She mostly focused on France, no surprise, but often targeted other fashion capitals as well. She was very good marketer, and P.R. Manager and is currently part of the underground fashion industry, along with her partner, Lemon Meringue, formerly Louise Johnson, an ex-fashion model."
The picture changed to a shorter woman, with full curves and long legs. The picture had been taken with a fan blowing, accentuating the flowing, bright yellow dress and long scarf wrapped around her shoulders. Her yellow hair flowed with the dress, nearly blending in with the yellow of the scarf.
Donita ignored Zach's snickering as he commented she looked more like a banana than a lemon. She liked the look of the dress, although the color was over-done. A little blue would have helped, or maybe red. And change the yellow to gold if it were red. Make it more red than gold...Oh! Add a red macaw! She grinned as ideas began to flow into her mind.
Rose chuckled slightly, recognizing the look on the fashion designer's face. With a light clap, she brought her audience back to earth.
"She used to work with Avon's cosmetics designers until they discovered she was putting manipulative chemicals in the cosmetics."
"Whoa, wait, she was doing what?" Zach interrupted, leaning over the table, surprise evident on his face.
Rose smiled, "Manipulative chemicals in the cosmetics? Basically she was experimenting with mind control. The people that used Avon, had to keep using it because otherwise they felt as though the other cosmetics didn't do anything. At first Avon turned a blind eye, liking that it kept costumers faithful, and so brought in more revenue, but when the government looked into it, they quickly fired her," now she frowned, furrowing her delicate brow slightly, "Unfaithful people...Anyway, next up are Norm D'Ploom and Robin Bank, a thieving couple-"
"Wait, I thought these were villains, not merely thieves from across the world," Zach frowned. Rose pushed her hair back, sighing.
"I'm getting to that, just, be patient. Anyway, Norm is a forger, the best there is. He can mimic any person's handwriting after seeing it once. His downfall is that he enjoys using quills, which often give him away. But his wife, Robin Banks, often keeps him from using them, since she prefers wearing them in her hair or clothes."
A picture of a man with a large, protruding eagle like nose and glasses placed over buggy eyes appeared. A hat was placed over a shiny bald head and quills were placed in the band of the hat. Next to him stood a short woman, with curly blonde hair and overtly large blue eyes that didn't seem to fit in her head, which narrowed down into a pinched face, with a small, long nose that reminded one of a small bird's beak. Her clothes seemed to be made entirely of feathers, which caused Donita some chagrin, as she had thought her "feathery frock" was an unheard of idea.
"Ooh! Pretty bird!" Dabio suddenly spoke up for the first time. Rose raised an eyebrow, not too amused at his extremely childlike reaction.
"And then there is the Marine Villains Association, composed of three women who underwent extensive surgery to acquire the ability to breathe underwater as well as in the air, along with a few other assorted abilities" three women replaced the bird people, coy playful smiles on their faces. The tallest had fire red hair that was held up in an elaborate hairdo that resembled a coral reef formation. Her sleek green dress hugged her slim, straight figure and her face looked as pinched as Robin Bank's. Her companion, shorter and curved, had hair dyed a light blue, and arrayed in three ponytails. Her face had an Asian hint to it, and her swim suit shimmered with the light.
"Coral Grief, formerly Joanna Hansen, founded their organization, and although so far they haven't had much success in robbing under water banks, for the obvious reason, they had exceptional fighting skills and have preformed some of the best kidnappings of the century. Delta Nyle was an Olympic diver, who quit for unknown reasons," she pointed to the blue tinted woman, "Last is Aqua Marine, formerly Moonshine Robinson, who was born with fused legs. They were separated a year after she was born, but she believed that she her unknown father was a...merman, so she took to searching for him. She bumped into Delta, and she became one of them," the tall woman told Aqua's story with slight distaste, but then moved on. A woman with long green hair and a straw hat on her head appeared next to a stout African American man with a hug grin on his face that didn't seem to fit.
"Kelly Green, aka Georgina Allen, and Allen Wrench. Allen Wrench was a NASA scientist at one time, but quit to begin building his own inventions. When they proved too destructive for most companies tastes', he turned to the villain community and found himself welcomed in. Kelly Green is his adoptive daughter, whom he first preformed altering surgery on, which gave the girl her "green thumb"," the image switched to a garden full of plants, some bordering on animal/plant hybrids. Zach gaped.
"B-but I provide the villain community with destructive junk!"
"It never hurts to have a little competition," Rose smiled, "Besides, he can only buy his parts from your enterprise. So a grand majority of the profit goes to you, in some form or another."
He didn't answer, slumping back in his chair with a huff. With a beep, the doors they had come in through opened, and a tall woman dressed in clothes that seemed to belong to an Indian walked in. Her long, light brown hair was scraggly and rough, and her face, young and delicate, almost seemed to look like a-
"Hello, Miss Rose."
"Welcome, Dawn. I'd like you to meet-"
"Rich kid and another fashion guru," she nodded respectfully, in contrast to her words, "Nice to meet ya."
She received half glares from both of them, and grinned widely.
"This is Dawn Coyote. She can communicate with almost any kind of animal, which, you, Varmitech, might find handy for your animal mind control."
The young woman smiled at him, her sharp canines standing out against her otherwise normal teeth. He squirmed slightly.
"Sure..."
"And that's everyone for that side. I'll introduce you to my personal team once they come in. Dawn, do you know when the others will arrive?"
Dawn grinned again, "Oh, about now."
The doors opened again, and the procession of villains they had just been shown walked in. Rose sat in her chair with a sigh, brushing back a stray strand of hair.
From the group of wildly dressed people greeting Zach and Donita by name, a subgroup of people emerged and stood behind Rose. She smiled.
"If you will, introduce yourselves. I don't think anyone here's had the privilege to meet my personally hired villains, have they?"
A man with ginger red hair and a black mask covering all of his face with the exception of his eyes began to step forth, but a woman beat him to it, stepping forward.
"My name is Allence," a long, pure white ponytail swung from her movement, a few of the straight strands lacing themselves over her shoulder, which was covered with her black suit, highlighted with a pale gray-green color that matched her eyes perfectly. She stood straight and prim and her serious expression gave her the air of a person that would accept no mistakes, "I am the plan maker of our team."
"Dyrein, paid assassin," the man spoke up, his stoic voice sending a shudder through both Zach and Donita.
A young man in a black and blue uniform that seemed no older than eighteen stepped forward, "Zulux, and I hate my costume."
He received a harsh yank on his ear from Allence, who glared at him.
"Ow! Dude, that was uncool. Anyway, I'm good at distraction and hand-to-hand combat," he shrugged and stepped back. A young African-American boy stood next to him, his dark hair covering his eyes in the front and reaching down to his shoulders in the back.
"Hey, I'm Wire, and I'm good at computers."
From behind them, a tall man, strong, yet gentle looking, emerged.
"And I am Quin-el," he smiled at them gently, while Donita smirked slightly. Finally, a man that didn't look like a block of wood!
He sat next to Rose, who clasped her hands in front of her, "So, let's begin."
Prin: Okay...So...that was...er...different that what we're used to writing..lol!
Iris: Get used to it, sis. I have some more planned for the next chapter when Martin gets k-
Prin: AGKJHKADJHKajSUYOPWWLLLELEEE E! *covers sister's blunder* o.o Spoilers, sis!