Beyond Grim And Evil
(A/N: Third up today. Let's be honest, there had to be some reason he called them his sons and they called him dad. He didn't seem like the type to just randomly take some employees under his wing as a father figure.)
Beauty
His IQ was through the roof. His IQ surpassed that of even Hector's. He was a genius, and he was dead serious about taking over the world. Just as Con Carne was. It was more a race between them, than anything, to see who finally won. He wondered at how he hadn't yet. After all, Cod Commando wasn't after him. Perhaps it was because he wanted to wait. Wait for what, or who? Wait for someone to rule by his side. It was no secret he was deeply infatuated with the Major in his fellow villains army. He'd never try to hide that little fact. He would even dare go as far as to say he loved her. Of course, she would never return those feelings. She was mad for her boss. Poor girl. No. Poor him.
He would never admit how offended, upset… even hurt, he was that she didn't love him back; though after the slumber party incident his affections had died, however slightly, due to her obnoxious antics. Of course they'd come back with a vengeance later. Anyway, it was moments like that when he longed to remove the metal helmet hiding his true form. Beauty the intensity of which was almost unmatched. Perhaps then she would accept him. Not that she was completely shallow, no, but beauty like his wasn't to be underestimated. You'd think he'd be vain about it, but no. Instead he chose to hide it. He wasn't entirely sure why. Ashamed of it? Afraid it would be too simple then, almost cheating? Perhaps. Of course, there was no guarantee she'd accept him then, either. Why would he be ashamed of his beauty, you ask? Beauty which many would die for? Well, people had killed themselves for less than rejection. Rejection by him, however… He was a villain, yes, death didn't affect him much, but still. It was a little odd.
There had been only one affair before the major doctor. The one that had resulted in two sons, twins, who had been born to him. Hey, you didn't think he called them sons for no reason, did you? Please. He wouldn't be bothered. Things were what they were. There was one woman before Ghastly whom he hadn't charmed simply for personal gain. She was no more, however, and how it had happened he was no longer quite sure. He knew he never rejected her purposely. He was fairly certain it hadn't been the birth of the children that had killed her. Perhaps it had been by his own hand? He was a villain, after all, and prenatal depression was known to make some women insane to the point they killed their own children. And of course, biologically a parent loved their child more than their mate. Not that he'd ever admit to loving the idiots. You certainly wouldn't guess they were his. He didn't choose to look back then, though, for fear of what he'd find. He'd idealized the woman. He'd never thought she'd do something like that. He still doubted it, but trauma had blocked out worse things, so he wouldn't go there. Instead he would focus on the object of his affections. Until there was no hope left for him to get her, he would keep after her, because that, at least, gave him hope, and kept his thoughts at bay.
(A/N: There really was an episode when Estroy's face was revealed. When Ghastly asked him what was beneath his helmet he answered her saying something like beneath the helmet was such intense beauty etc. I can't remember exactly, but not until the end did you see it.)