Chapter 6: Everything I've worked Towards… Is it worth it, now?

"The 3 mutineers had moved out of the base, and are heading your way. They are approximately 10 kilometers from the Quicksilver, and are moving at a fast pace." Me-Positive reported.

Professor Bannister tensed. This was very unexpected. How were the three suspects able to escape his defense army? Perhaps they had extra help, or had an advantage of some sort.

Was it possible that Dr. Doofenshmirtz might be working with the enemy?

Professor Bannister had heard rumors about the agency, and their policy of genetically altered animal agents. He never quite knew how they managed to manipulate the DNA strands and give them human intelligence, but somehow they had genetically engineered them into becoming employees, interns, order-following enforcers, and guards. Perhaps it was a move to show off technology and get away with the fact that they didn't have to pay real human employees and could go as cheap as they wanted with the animals' raises, because they were after all, anything but human.

Professor Bannister also had his suspicions about Lyla Lolliberry, one of the very few human agents of the OWCA. She was part of the COWCA division, the Canadian OWCA, and was his assigned nemesis. They both hated each other with a burning passion, and Bannister believed that she was with Dr. Doofenshmirtz. It was the only way the scientist had even escaped his barrage in the first place.

Whoever the third person or animal assisting Dr. Doofenshmirtz's escape was, thought Bannister, he would soon find out.


"Hurry! We're almost there!" Lyla called. The train was in sight, but it was moving. Perry struggled to keep up with Lyla, but his actions were beginning to tire. So was his nemesis, whom was also showing signs of exhaustion.

By the time they were at the station, it was deserted and the train was gone.

"Ah shit. There goes our one-way route." Lyla sighed. Turning to Perry, she leaned against one of the structure poles that kept the roof of the station steady.

Then, Perry had an idea. Another one. He chattered to Lyla and Dr. Doofenshmirtz, pointing to the feet of his duo-pod.

"Rockets? But I haven't been able to install them since… oh wait, now I remember. There's a compartment to activate them, underneath your right arm. Now be careful and-" Dr. Doofensmirtz never got to finish his sentence as Perry accidentally pressed his right arm against his straps, pressing the button that was underneath and his duo-pod's feet began to steam. Steam-powered air hovered him out of the air.

"Now what did I tell you about being careful? I bet you, you're probably going to find the self-destruct button too! Now hurry up and get us to the train." Dr. Doofenshmirtz slung himself over Perry, and Lyla did the same. Perry was able to compensate for their weight using the machine, and sped onto the tracks using his learned skills. Perry also kept the thought of the self-destruct button's location at the back of his head for good measure as well.

The train was near in sight. Leaning over towards the caboose railings, Perry let his two allies reach proper footing on the balcony first before he stood and allowed himself onboard, shutting off his thrusters. The two humans were already inside, across all the way towards other side of the caboose, far away from him. Perry stared at them, confused.

"What? You make one hell of a mess, and we don't want to get caught in the blast when you bust down the door to come inside." Lyla commented, and Perry relaxed. Using whatever force he could use, he broke the opening apart with his bare hands, smashing them into bits of scrap-wood.

"Much more subtle." Dr. Doofenshmirtz commented.


Bannister was already making his way towards the storage system, where his protective guards remained.

"Seal off the passenger entrance, and keep them far away. We wouldn't want any witnesses. Keep them in the passenger cars for as long as possible." Bannister ordered, and shooed 2 of his guards away. The rest of the guards stood in front of him, awaiting order.

"It looks like we're going to have to meet face-to-face with our mutineers." Professor Bannister reached into one of his storage boxes and pulled out a metal backpack. It would serve him some purpose in the future, when he needed it the most.


"Bannister's on this train, so he's bound to have many guards with him. Be careful out there." Dr. Doofenshmirtz said.

"Approximately how many? Do you have an exact number?" Lyla asked.

"As a matter of fact, I do. 12 guards. I saw him leave with 12 guards while Perry the Platypus was doing his thing. I saw them walk by the facility, and at first I thought they were coming inside for us. Good thing they didn't." Dr. Doofenshmirtz commented, keeping track of his surroundings and looking around.

"Why is that, eh?" Lyla asked, keeping a firm grip of her handgun in her holster.

"Because they are the most well-programmed and well-trained of Professor Bannister's inventions." Dr. Doofenshmirtz said, and then stopped.

"Holy crap." Lyla gasped, standing back.

5 metal Professor Bannister look-a-likes stood in front of them, their positions lined up side-by-side and blocking the entrance to the passenger cars. Lyla then saw 5 other metal robots blocked off the entrance behind them. Puzzled, Lyla wondered how those metal robots got behind them until she heard footsteps. She also wondered where were the last 2 remaining robots.

The mastermind behind Bannister Evil Enterprises rose from his position behind his guards, waving a hand to make way. Dr. Doofenshmirtz tensed, standing back. Lyla stared at her nemesis face-to-face, seeking vengeance.

"You've done not a good damn thing in your life and you come here with your pretty ladies, eh? You should be ashamed." Lyla snarled, placing her hands to her hips.

Professor Bannister stood still, neither fear nor resentment showing on neither his face nor his position. It was as though Lyla's remark had been swallowed before it reached any meaning to Bannister.

"Lyla Lolliberry. It's a pleasure to see you again. You've brought friends, I see. You've led a mutineer straight to my doorstep and here you are, complaining that I've done wrong? Please, dear, I'm only wishing to give this world a better future." Professor Bannister said smoothly, his grin curving into a smirk.

"You've killed thousands of people just for your campaign! Forced them into hard labor without mind of the fact that they're as human as you! Remember what happened last time?! You nearly lost your company once you got arrested." Lyla sneered.

"Memories of the past, long forgotten. You needn't dwell on them anymore. It wouldn't matter now, because I've gotten you all into my little trap. Now fools, prepare to suffer a truly pitiful death." Bannister ordered his soldiers to close in on the three opponents.

"Could've chosen a less cramped place for combat." Dr. Doofenshmirtz commented.

"Last fight was on a plane." Lyla returned, baring her handgun and razor blade at the ready.

"Kill them." Professor Bannister snapped his fingers, and stepped to the side.

Immediately, 4 of the ten robots shot copper cables at Perry's duo-pod, snagging him and the contraption down. Thrashing, Perry reached out with his arms and limbs, only to come up short as they pulled him apart. It was as though ringmasters tried to calm a terrifying large beast.

"There goes our last resort." Dr. Doofenshmirtz shrugged, stepping back to gawk at the horrific sight.

"Don't just stand there! Help him!" Lyla fired 2 bullets from her newly reloaded shogun, and they grazed the surface of the two droids. Unlike the skeleton droids, these ones had thick protective bulletproof layers over their endoskeletons. However, they could feel impact, and they turned to Lyla threateningly.

Another group formation, 4 in count began to attack Lyla and Dr. Doofenshmirtz. The last two remained with Bannister, protecting him from harm's way. The two humans began facing in hand-to-hand combat, hitting and parrying blows one after another.

Meanwhile, the 4 droids holding Perry down were beginning to feel a strain, as Perry pulled at their restraints. Pushing with all his might and raising his hands upwards, he thrust his two free hands away and tore off the cables one by one. His battle rage intensified, and Perry faced off against his opponents, two at a time, swinging his large arms and limbs at them. He managed to snag one and smashed his metal fist against its chest, sending it spiraling into the left wall off the train, creating a large crater in the wall.

Perry grabbed the other droid and another and smashed their heads together. He threw them at the last droid, who was at the ready with a javelin, and managed to vault out of the way as its two robot allies smashed into the wall, nearly attacking Professor Bannister, however the droid's master was out of range physically.

Using the javelin, the droid ran up to Perry and attacked. Perry blocked its blows but the droid was very well versed in javelin-fighting, and managed to land a swipe against Perry's left part of his face, landing a painful blow to his injured eye. Perry was forced to fall back, and the robot received its opening. It slammed the javelin horizontally against Perry's chest, causing him to scream in pain. The droid was backing up for one more strike before Perry managed to catch the javelin with his robotic hand just in time with strained effort, and yanked it out of the droid's hands. Using its own medicine against it, Perry slammed the javelin through the droid's chest, this time vertically, and he plunged it as deep as he could. The droid grasped the javelin and tried to take it out but to no avail and it went limp.

4 robots down, 6 to go. Perry turned to the robots guarding Professor Bannister and planned his next move.

Meanwhile, Lyla and Dr. Doofenshmirtz were having a hard time with their opponents; unlike Perry they didn't have the advantage of being the twice the size of the robots and having large arms and limbs to use. They were at the disposal of hand-to-hand combat, weapons, and guns. Lyla landed a kick in the chest of Robot-1, which she referred to, while Robot-2 was on her other side, striking a blow against her face.

"Oh you really made Mama mad now, eh!" Lyla snarled, tripping Robot-2 and jumped on top of it, landing punch after punch against its dented head. She began to try and grab its neck to pry its head off but Robot-2 grabbed her and threw her away, slamming her against the wall.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz wasn't having much luck either, and he was getting pretty beat up. For the first time since his youth, he was in the middle of the fight itself rather than a spectator. It felt strange, yet he felt his younger strength kicking in, the nostalgia of blood well-spent in his older days of observing high school bullies, and improving his pitiful but improving self-defense against others who wanted him dead. He learned many things from duels with his nemesis, and was proficient in the martial arts and defense. Dr. Doofenshmirtz struck blows and parried, and began to see openings quickly from his opponents, and received more successful hits than injuries. He was rather enjoying himself, allowing himself to believe this was all just his usual evil everyday workout.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz slammed his fist against Droid-3, who was his unlucky opponent and shoved him against the wall. Landing blow after blow, he landed a series of fists against its forehead and slowly began moving his hands towards his gun. Retrieving it and locked and loaded, Dr. Doofenshmirtz aimed his gun at the droid's chest and shot it a total of 4 times. 5, just to make sure.

The droid was down. 5 more to go.

"Eyy! Old man! Need a little help over here!" Lyla called, and Dr. Doofenshmirtz heard. Turning over his weapon, he fired at Robot-2 and 1, catching their attention. However, he was not aware of Droid-4, who popped up behind him and strangled him in a chokehold. Dr. Doofenshmirtz felt his windpipe tighten as he gasped for oxygen.

"Don't move!" Lyla picked up the AK-47 Dr. Doofenshmirtz dropped. The evil scientist paled.

"Don't!" Dr. Doofenshmirtz gasped, but was unable to say anymore through his squeezed windpipe, and held his arms out in defense. Lyla aimed the gun at Dr. Doofenshmirtz's attacker, and fired. Dr. Doofenshmirtz covered his face with his arms, awaiting impact.

It didn't come.

Lyla's shot was lucky. Droid-4 fell limp, immobilized. Its head was protruding a large bullet hole. Dr. Doofenshmirtz released himself of the chokehold, throwing the droid off and reached his hands out for Lyla, motioning for his gun. Lyla threw it to him. When the droid looked up, Dr. Doofenshmirtz smirked, the AK-47 taught at his grip.

"Sweet dreams, you piece of junk." Dr. Doofenshmirtz shot the droid's chest, exploding its ID chip. Thanks to the closeness of the muzzle, the bullet was able to penetrate through the droid's chest.

"Behind you!" Lyla screeched, and Dr. Doofenshmirtz ducked, narrowly missing a swing from Robot-2. Turning back-to-back with Lyla, they faced their opponents, now 2 on 2.

"Now it's an even fight." Lyla sneered. The two worked together in formation against their robotic enemies, hitting and parrying at a choreographed rhythm, calculating their opponents' moves and strikes.

"Here! Use this!" Lyla called, picking up the javelin of one of the fallen droids on the floor. She slammed it against Robot 1's chest, and Dr. Doofenshmirtz held it in the air while Lyla lifted herself using her grip of the javelin and swung her body, kicking Robot 2 straight in the head. Landing on her feet, Lyla helped Dr. Doofenshmirtz pry the javelin against Robot 2's chest, managing to stick the two droids' chests together in the same javelin.

"Now don't you move, you two, or else it will hurt more." Lyla joked, as she stood with her hands on her hips. The droids didn't take her advice and kept thrashing before they realized that they've sustained too much damage to their ID chips and they crumbled to the ground. Lyla nodded to Dr. Doofenshmirtz and turned to Bannister, who was still hiding behind his two bodyguards, who were trying to ward off Perry the Platypus's Duo-Pod's limbs.

"Now the battle's on our side." Lyla smirked. Together, the three heroes fought against Bannister's 2 guards, Lyla landing blow after blow while Dr. Doofenshmirtz fired from long-range and Perry ripping apart the two droids' bulletproof chests. Eventually, Dr. Doofenshmirtz managed to fire off 2 shots that struck the two defenseless droids in the chest, ending their maniacal dance and the two droids fell to the ground, dead.

Perry stood in front of Bannister with Lyla and his nemesis behind him, snarling. Professor Bannister stared at them blankly, trying to register what was going on.

"B-But how…? Those were my very own personally trained bodyguards. They shouldn't have been defeated so easily!" Bannister snarled.

"Well it looks like everything's got a weakness. Game's over, Professor. Time to be headin' back to your cell." Lyla sneered.

Professor Bannister laughed.

"You will not stop me. Everything's going just as I have planned. My enterprises are already in good hands. You may stop this current shipment on this train, but these are only minor compared to what we have in the makings. Soon, Danville will fall under my command, and I will be the most powerful dictator there is!" Professor Bannister sneered, and pressed a button on his backpack strap.

Long metal arms protruded from his backpack, and leather straps connected to his arms and legs. Metal legs and arms were strapped to Bannister's arms and legs, and were all connected by the backpack. Perry gasped in horror as Bannister's appearance mimicked that of his own duo-pod.

"Hey! That's my design!" Dr. Doofenshmirtz shouted, but was thrust aside as Bannister swung his massive arms and legs around, tearing up the roof of the train car. It came down in large chunks of cement as Lyla and Dr. Doofenshmirtz sought shelter.

"P!" Lyla screamed, but was caught under the debris. Perry quickly avoided any debris from falling and took shelter in the wider holes in the roofs. Professor Bannister laughed maniacally as Lyla, Dr. Doofenshmirtz, and Perry struggled to remain alive underneath the debris. Perry turned to Professor Bannister with newfound strength and jumped at the professor full force.

The two wrestled each other in battle, but Bannister proved to be stronger than him, and far more experienced. He shoved Perry away, sending him flying across the other side of the car. Falling to the ground, Perry picked himself up again and began to strike. The two continued to wrestle each other and their brutal game; each landing blows against each other, although Bannister had the cunning edge. Eventually, he grabbed Perry by the neck and slammed him against the wall.

"Damn thing, you really think you're OWCA's best agent? Yeah, I've heard of you, and I know you. You're that beaver duck that was with Miss Lyla last mission, eh? Well I'm here to tell you that everything's got a weakness. Animals like you won't understand, because you've never experienced your natural habitat." Bannister slammed Perry's head against the wall and threw him down to the floor. He was ready to land one of his jagged fingers into Perry's chest, impaling him, but a gunshot crackled.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz had shot Bannister in one of his mechanical arms.

"No one hurts my nemesis but me! Now get your ass over here and fight me or I'll kill you this time!" Dr. Doofenshmirtz reloaded his gun, slowly but efficiently. Professor Bannister turned to Dr. Doofenshmirtz, his arms and legs extended and ready to face whatever threats the evil scientist had on him. His duo-pod's left arm had a large gaping bullet hole that was still fresh, agitating him. Dr. Doofenshmirtz aimed his gun, and Professor Bannister struck.

The blow knocked Dr. Doofenshmirtz off his feet and sent him spiraling against the wall, nearly breaking his vertebrae. Immobilized, Dr. Doofenshmirtz's AK-47 was out of reach. Bannister inched towards him, and as he walked, he saw the gun and using his metal feet, he smashed it into pieces.

"Life is not just guns and bullets, Heinz. Sometimes, we are faced with fear in the eye- immobilized, unable to move, unable to scream. Do you know how that feels? Tell me now, do you hear the taunting sound of my voice? The only comfort you'll ever get from the outside world is only that one moment until the knife slowly cuts away deep into your chest and stabs straight into your heart. When that happens, it is like a chain reaction. Once the heart stops beating, the flow of blood stops. Everything stops, as though you've been stopped in time. Do you know how that feels?" Professor Bannister hissed, retracting his right hand and replacing it with a longsword, about 2 yards long and 2 inches wide. It resembled a katana, a sword Dr. Doofenshmirtz had once had experience with. He wished he had one that he could use to fight back.

Professor Bannister held the sword at the ready, and Dr. Doofenshmirtz, completely paralyzed, scrambled out of the way, but was unable to.

"D-Damnit…" His struggle wasn't doing him any good.

"Your last idea was well-spent, Heinz. As you can see, admittedly, it inspired me. I hope you enjoy your last essence of fresh air on this earth." Bannister leaned back and began to plunge the sword towards Dr. Doofenshmirtz's chest.

A deafening screech was heard, although it was not from Dr. Doofenshmirtz.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz looked above him, and sustained the urge to let out a blood-curling shriek, not that he could anyway.

Lyla Lolliberry was standing in front of him, her eyes wide with fear yet vengeance as Bannister's sword was straight through her chest. The evil scientist saw blood trickling down her fatal wound as she bled to death.

"Well, would you look at that, a noble sacrifice for an evil scientist. An uncharacteristic decision, especially coming from an OWCA agent." Professor Bannister shook his head pitifully, and yanked the sword from Lyla's chest roughly, retracting the bloody sword back into his arm.

Lyla, who was already down the process of comatose, collapsed to the ground. Perry rushed to her aid, and held her gently in his abnormally large hands, but he found that it was instead hurting her, as the appendages were sharp.

"D-Don't try i-it." Lyla waved Perry's hands away. "S-Stay strong, P. I'll be there in t-that, eh?" Lyla pointed to Perry's head. "Y-Yeah, t-that. M-Myself was w-well s-spent…eh... " Lyla smiled weakly, feeling Perry's left cheek and his left wound, then growing limp. Her pouring wound began to dry and Perry gently set her down.

Something triggered in Perry's emotions. It was raw, relentless, and the only word worth describing it was primal. Perry had never been taught emotion before, and this was his first time actually feeling one. A very strong one.

It was rage.

Standing up, Perry gazed at Bannister, his blood-red eyes now even redder than they used to be. Then, he went for Bannister. Moving at uncontrolled speed, he launched himself at Bannister and succeeded in tackling him to the ground. Landing one blow after another in a fit of rage, Perry smashed his metal fists against Bannister's face over and over again. Once he grew tired of this charade, he held Bannister by the neck and slammed him against the wall.

The primal animal roared at him.

Something told Perry that he was losing control, and that he should let the horrid man go. Yet, this was the man who killed his partner in cold blood. He didn't deserve to live. Yet, this was wrong. If he killed Bannister he would've been the same as him; Perry would've also killed Bannister in cold blood as well.

Distracted, Bannister then made his move by undoing his own straps and pulling out a razor blade. He slashed it against Perry's left eye, opening the wound again, causing Perry to fling Bannister away and cry in pain. Bannister then took his opportunity and found the self-destruct button to Perry's duo-pod, slashing at the straps that kept Perry in place and pressed the button, severing his ties from his mechanical suit. The duo-pod exploded, sending Perry against the room against the broken walls of the caboose.

The platypus was now dismembered; he no longer had the protection of his metal armor with him. Defenseless and no longer the primal animal he was, he felt genuine fear. Perry hated himself for it.

"Tell me, little platypus, what do you fear?" Professor Bannister stalked up to Perry, extracting the bloody sword from his body. He was going to kill him in the same manner as Lyla. Perry shakily stood to his feet, staring at Bannister in the eyes with his own. His left eye was bleeding excessively, but he didn't let the pain bother him. The only thing that separated him from Bannister was that Perry had been planning Bannister's fate ever since he learned the story of his past from Lady Flor en Flor. He decided to embrace it, and carry it out.

"Pitiful. An animal half the size of my own wishes to fight the devil himself until he rightfully meets his foolish death. Like David and Goliath, size doesn't matter. But in reality we must take matters into our own hands. If you wish to meet your inevitable fate…" Bannister held the sword at the ready.

"Then so be it."

Bannister stabbed at Perry, but the agent ducked, and struck for Bannister's back. He grabbed Bannister's back with all his might and reached for Bannister's razor blade that was clipped to his belt.

"Let go of me, you pitiful animal!" Bannister screamed, but Perry held on tightly, although he felt his grip slipping. With straining effort, he reached for his knife. Perry saw the two metal arms of Bannister's come towards him, ready to stab and pry him apart. Using whatever reflex training he had earlier, he swiped the weapon and slashed at Bannister's leather straps that kept the entire contraption together, immediately jumping off. Falling to the floor, Perry strained his neck to see the event fold out in front of him.

Slowly, the entire contraption of Professor Bannister's began to dismantle. Bannister realized this in horror and he began to lose his balance. The backpack shattered due to the extended weight of the hands and he tumbled to the floor, all of his former glory following along with him.

Now you feel what it's like to be stripped of your dignity. Perry inched closer to Bannister, his primal instinct slowly kicking back in. Professor Bannister stared at him only for a moment before scrambling away in fear.

"Stay away! I swear I will kill you if you take any step closer!" Bannister threatened, but Perry knew he had no weapon. Bannister was not armed with a gun; he believed Bannister had made the careless decision that his guards were to do the fighting for him.

By now, he was only 1 centimeter away from Bannister. Perry grabbed him by the shirt and stood him up on his knees. Shocked, Bannister regained footing, only to see Perry's menacing face, and a horrifying thought crossed his mind.

"Oh, you really don't mean to kill me, do you? I'm just a simple man off to make a living. You wouldn't really think of me as some murderous psychopath, do you? Come on let's talk this out. You really should be thinking this through, after all I am an owner of a very large corporation. Think of what you can benefit from that. It'll even compensate for Lyla, and I'll pay off all her expenses, I promise you! Just, don't come any step further…" Bannister rambled, trying to change Perry's mind as the platypus stalked up to him, and he stepped back slowly, matching the platypus' pace.

"Hey, let's think about this. You won't gain anything from killin' me. Trust me, I've learnt that the hard way in LOVEMUFFIN. Everyone in that damn organization wanted to kill each other. But like the Darwin theory, I eliminated them and by process of elimination kept the strongest alive. Me. Are you even listening?" Bannister grinned nervously, and continued to step back. By now, only the running tracks and Perry were in Bannister's path. Bannister looked around and saw the passenger car and the rolling tracks beneath his feet.

"Oh, you can't really be serious. Think about this- again, consider this. Y-You won't want to do this. I-I trust you wouldn't want to do this. P-Please let there be a way to c-change your mind-" Bannister began.

Perry was not convinced.

"Please- I'll do anything. Tell Lady Flor en Flor, I... I miss her." Bannister admitted out loud.

The woman's name flashed in Perry's memory, but Perry's will pushed it out of the way. Without emotion, without fear, anger, or even the hint of empathy, Perry fulfilled his destiny.

He pushed Bannister off the train.

Watching Bannister's body fall underneath the tracks, and hearing the train wheels slice into his skin, Perry closed his eyes and blocked out the sound of the professor's blood-curling shriek as it echoed through his mind.

Perry had killed Bannister in cold blood.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz had arose from his catatonic state, his consciousness slowly returning to his body. Seeing Perry the Platypus, he tried to get up. However Perry was at his side already and carefully offered his help. Dr. Doofenshmirtz took his hands and stood on his two feet, brushing off the battle dirt he had found himself covered in.

"What happened?" Dr. Doofenshmirtz asked. However, as soon as he saw Perry's expression, he then realized that was the wrong question to ask.

The platypus' expression was dark. Curious, Dr. Doofenshmirtz patted Perry's back and knelt down to him with considerable effort considering his strength state.

"Hey, there's no need to hide it. Come on, tell me." Dr. Doofenshmirtz said calmly. "Or, just simply let me know if I can help."

Perry was still. He didn't say a word. Dr. Doofenshmirtz sighed and stood up. It was well worth a try. Hearing murmurs in the passenger cars, Dr. Doofenshmirtz saw that the people inside of the first car in front of the battle scene began staring at him through the windows. There were a large crowd of people staring at the wrecked storage car behind them, and all of their eyes were at him. Two Bannister droids were holding the crowd away from the door, but to the view of the scientist's, they looked like they weren't very successful. Dr. Doofenshmirtz paled for a moment, and turned to Perry.

"What do we say?"

Perry hadn't the slightest idea. Turning to Dr. Doofenshmirtz, he finally gave into his emotions and sank into the man's feet. Dr. Doofenshmirtz knelt once again and embraced the poor creature.

"Shh, everything's fine. You're all right. We're all right." Dr. Doofenshmirtz cooed, although he still hadn't the slightest idea why the platypus was upset.

"Aww…" A little girl in the passenger car grinned. The evil scientist heard, and began to feel resentful for his action. It was not his place to be seen as a caring man, but he told himself there had to be some exceptions some day.

Exceptions were always more enjoyable than following actual rules, anyway. For what he's worked towards, it was worth it.