"Bruce Wayne will do as a substitute. I'm beginning to dislike him as much as Batman!" ~the Joker
Interruptions- Chapter 7
"You?" Roxanne finally managed to say; she was still startled over the fact that Chrystal was not Smith as she had guessed, but no other than the sweet and beautiful Mistral Moreau!
"Yes, Miss Ritchi. Me."
"But... But I thought... Your eyes!"
Moreau let a hand run through her soft hair. "Well, I couldn't have your boyfriend finding out it was me, now, could I? So, as a part of my sweet little revenge, I got my hold on a set of coloured lenses. Smart, huh?"
Roxanne blinked in order to take in what Moreau was saying.
"Revenge? What revenge?"
A shadow trailed over Moreau's beautiful face. "You saw it. My defeat," she growled, and Roxanne got a taste of Chrystal's freezing voice.
"You mean your fall in the National Championship? You want revenge because you fell? That's pretty petty."
Did Moreau actually snarl? "I want revenge because I was humiliated! I don't believe that's petty of me, I believe it's my right!"
Roxanne shook her head. This woman had to be crazy!
"Humiliated? People fall all the time in ice dancing, Moreau! I wouldn't say you were humiliated."
"I was! The whole nation saw it! They saw me when I was at my lowest! I was supposed to win! I was the best!" Her voice grew fierce and lightning sparkled in her eyes.
"Everyone knew it! Everyone knew I was the best! And then... that amateur came! Doing her little jumps and spins, making the audience gasp and cheer! That should have been me up there! Me! On the podium with the gold medal around my neck!" Moreau started to waive her arms to emphasize her point.
"You mean Takahashi? I saw her, she was good. She deserved to win!"
Roxanne didn't get it. This ice dancer who once was so sweet and passionate about her sport had turned into a vindictive villain!
"She was not as good as me! She never was! I always won! Every championship the past two years! I always ended up with gold! But when Takahashi went off the ice and out of the hall..." Moreau let out a frustrated noise. "The way she beamed with pride and joy! It made me sick! I knew she had won the audience and the judges! That smile of hers; I couldn't get it of my mind! The way the hall had been filled with cheers! I lost my concentration! And I... I..."
"You fell. It happens. Deal with it." Roxanne once again tried to be nonchalant. It had worked on Megamind, so why not on Moreau?
For a minute the dancer just stared at her. Even though her eyes now were brown, the glare was still filled with the coldness it had when they were blue. Roxanne fought the urge to wince.
"I. Won't. Deal. With. It!" Moreau filled every word with anger. "I shall burry them all; Takahashi who came first, Smith who came second, Monroe who judged and you. You are all to blame, and I shall burry you under this building!"
"Me?" Roxanne asked confused. "What have I done?"
Moreau took a few steps closer to her.
"That interview of yours! You were the only reporter who approached me, filmed me when I was at my lowest! If you hadn't done that, if it hadn't been aired, my fall would have been forgotten! Everyone would have minded their own business! But instead my phone rang all night, on TV they discussed where I went wrong, the magazines published articles about how the fantastic ice dancer suddenly had met rock bottom! Then I came up with my plan. My brilliant plan on how to burry those I despise under layers of concrete from the Metro City Ice Hall! Oh, the irony! Ice dancers crushed by an ice hall!"
Roxanne's brows connected as her brain fought to get all the pieces into place.
"But you challenged Megamind. What was the reason for that? All you achieved was to keep the city's hero on his toes!"
Moreau did a teasing throw with her head to get the bangs out of her eyes.
"I didn't want anyone to know who I really was. By challenging your boyfriend, I convinced everyone that Chrystal was just another crazy villain who wanted to rule this pathetic city. Then I attacked him in the park yesterday in order to play my role. And if I was lucky, I might have gotten rid of him as well!"
"What about making the hotel where the ball was held collapse? What did you hope to gain?" Roxanne asked, keeping her voice calm.
"I attacked the ball to give myself an alibi. I recorded myself as Chrystal and sent it over the monitors at the hotel, so that I was around when the building collapsed! You and your boyfriend weren't there, sadly, otherwise you would have discovered that Smith wasn't around when the threat was announced! I made sure to play it when she was outside having some fresh air."
Moreau's usually sweet smile had been replaced with a smug smirk.
"You won't win, Moreau!" Roxanne determined. "Megamind has filled many prison cells the past year, I'm sure there is one there for you as well!"
"Oh, you see, Miss Ritchi," Moreau said and bent over so she was no more than a hand away from Roxanne's face. "I'm not like those villains! There is a huge difference! I'll succeed!"
"The thing about bad guys, Miss Moreau; they always lose!" Roxanne achieved exactly what she wanted; by the last word a shadow of anger rushed over Moreau's face, twisting it into a snarl.
The villain turned and picked up the jet pack that had been standing by the door.
"This place will collapse in twenty minutes-," she said, and held her jewellery, the silver ball filled with diamonds, in her hand. By pushing a polished nail into a hidden crack, she opened it. On one half, there was a screen and on the other three buttons; one pointing up, one down and the one in the middle was marked 'OK'. "-and you will be trapped under it!" Moreau played with the buttons and pressed 'OK'.
She turned to leave, but stopped.
"Oh, and before I forget; have you ever had warts, Miss Ritchi?"
"Have I ever had..? Excuse me?" Roxanne did not see where this conversation would lead! That was a very personal question!
"Warts, Miss Ritchi. You see, one of the most common ways to treat them is by freezing them using floating nitrogen! Do you see all those holes in the wall? If you, or anyone trying to save you, should happen to touch one of these-" and with that she pressed the buttons in her jewellery again and red lasers filled the room. "-you will have the painful experience of being drenched with the liquid!"
Roxanne couldn't help but tense in fright by Moreau's words. That did not sound comfortable!
"If you will excuse me, Miss Ritchi, I have an ice dancing performance to ruin. And not to sound cliché, but you can scream all you want, for no one can hear you. You are in the basement, three floors under the ice hall." Moreau fastened her jet pack and gave Roxanne one last grin. "Good bye, Miss Ritchi. I hope I'll never see you again."
Roxanne waited a few seconds after the door had closed before she let a smirk be painted on her lips. With a finger, she caressed the watch on her wrist.
"No one can hear you... You wish!" she whispered, knowing two men... or, well, two aliens, who had heard everything that had been said.
:D
I have actually had warts... And a doctor who had never freezed one before... Remember I said I had a frostbit once? Ever tried having floating nitrogen spilled over your toe? I couldn't walk properly for a week! So I guess being drenched in it will hurt. Very much! Good luck, Roxanne!
Thanks to Joker for the quote! And thanks to '1992' for betaing ^^
More is to come...