Mirage sat at her desk typing away at her keyboard, her sleek green eyes reading word after word that appeared on the monitor. She had so much to do and with Syndrome preoccupied and not bombarding her every ten seconds with something to either type, remind him about or dispose of was a relief.

There was no doubt that she loved her job and the work she contributed with growing Syndrome's empire and helping him with his plans of world domination, but sometimes it gets a bit irritating to listen to her boss rant and complain when the smallest detail wasn't the way he wanted it.

He was probably making things worse between him and Iris since that's all he ever manages to do. She tried many times to implore him to reconsider his means of forming some sort of relationship with her that wouldn't involve either of them killing eachother, but he would simply boast that he knew what he was doing. Like hell.

She could recall the day she and the female super had met...

It has been a day just like any other, she was doing her usual inspections around the base to make sure that all the workers and guards were doing their jobs while her boss wasn't there to do it himself. He had left three days prior to attend a business trip in South America with a new business partner by the name of Gillian. She wasn't sure why he had agreed to meet with the man since he was just a mere smuggler but then again it wasn't her place to question her boss's decisions, especially once it has nothing to do with her.

About two hours or so into finishing her inspections and heading back to her office, she had received word from the control center that Syndrome was returning to the island and requested her presence upon landing. Usually he would greet her briefly and proceed to dump a shit load of paperwork and instructions for her to complete and follow and needed to give him full reports on everything he had missed while he was away.

What she didn't expect when she arrived at the landing dock was to see her boss being accompanied by a woman who was handcuffed and chained with high tech equipment that they only reserved for captured supers.

"Mirage, did you miss me?" He asked in his usual smug tone but she noticed the extra skip in his step as he walked towards her and the guards that were around the woman push her forward to walk.

"Do you really want to know the answer to that?" she asked but her attention was on the woman who was shooting daggers at Syndrome with bright green eyes. She was about the same height as Mirage and judging by her dark complexion and she was from somewhere exotic. She was dressed in a green dress that was flowing all the way to the floor and it looked like it was made from some sort of leafy material but it was tattered and even burnt in some places. Now that she examined this mysterious woman, she looked as if she was in a vicious fight and lost.

"Sir who is this if I may ask?" Syndrome never brought back people wit him, especially women and if this woman was infact a super he wouldn't have her with him so close.

"Oh how rude of me. Mirage this is Iris and she's going to be staying with us for a while. Iris this is my wonderful assistant and right hand Mirage."

She couldn't help but send a questionable look to her boss but he just kept smiling and made his way inside with his guards with Iris right behind him. They locked eyes as the handcuffed woman passed her, the absolute anger in her eyes sent a chill down her spine and only intrigued her more to know why this woman was here.

Later that evening she was in Syndrome's office filling him in on everything he had missed and his upcoming meetings with representatives from Russia, London and India. She kept her questions to herself even though she was dying to hear what Syndrome had to tell her about their new guest whom he had placed in an actual room that he left four guards to stand guard. Meanwhile her eye kept twitching every time she glanced at his face. He was smiling, actually it was more like a little goofy grin while he just sat there listening to her nodding every now and then to show that he was listening to her to some extent.

"Will that be all for the evening sir?" She asked when he had finished her reports and was just about ready to turn in for the night. She just wanted to get out of her clothes, take a nice relaxing bubble bath and sleep so this day could be behind her.

"Quite the creature isn't she?" She looked down at him and felt her curiosity spike up once more.

"Sir?"

"Oh come on Mirage I can almost see you shaking with curiosity. I'm surprised you haven't demanded an explanation, your usually so predictable." He said taking a swing of his glass of red wine with a cocky smirk on his lips. If there was a number one on her 'Everything I hate about my narcissistic boss' list would be how he thought he could see right through people and that he was master of his emotions. As if.

"I just assumed if it were any of my business you would have informed me about her."

"Well she is none of your business, but since you are my assistant I will have to entrust her to you whenever I'm not around. She has a temper I'll tell you that much but I think having another woman for her to talk to would be a good way to break her into being comfortable here." She raised a brow.

"Are you serious?"

"Well she is going to be staying here from now on, I atleast want her to have someone to talk to and I think you two would get along quite nicely."

"I don't understand. Why are you keeping this woman here? You obviously have her here against her will, she's obviously a super and last time I checked you experiment on, cage and kill supers we bring to the island not book them rooms, and who even is this woman and why are you acting like this is something normal that your doing?" She didn't feel any lighter as she got all her questions off her chest.

Syndrome couldn't help but laugh at his assistant. He had purposely kept her in the dark about their guest just to see how long she would last without demanding an explanation. Tormenting her was one of his few guilty pleasures.

"Oh all right since your just dying to know I'll tell you." He had motioned her her to take a seat and proceeded to tell her about his venture to South America.

That was the day Mirage had lost a good amount of respect for Syndrome. The things he said he had done, the lengths he went to just to capture Iris had lead her to slapping him across his face out of pure rage and disgust at how low he was willing to stoop to just to get what he wanted. The fact that he kidnapped the woman wasn't the problem since they've done alot worse than that. Just thinking about how he did it was the issue, even a villain should have some form of limit.

After that day she had done her best to emphasize with Iris and extend her help in anyway to make up for what her boss had done to her, it took a while to gain her trust but they had an OK relationship compared to what Syndrome had with her.

She didn't care much for the incident that happened an hour ago with the super and the guards. She had heard the entire conversation the guards were having and why it escalated the way it did. If anyone would have walked in on her during that time they would have found her laughing and cheering the super on from her computer.

In all her years of meeting and being apart of the downfall of so many supers Syndrome got rid of, she never met anyone like Iris. Being able to grow and manipulate vegetation, heal with her bare hands and best of all she could manipulate the elements were one of a kind abilities.. She had only experienced the raw power Iris had once when she had tried to escape. If Syndrome hadn't stopped her when he did she would have killed everyone and destroyed the entire island in the process.

She knew that such raw power was obviously quite useful in the hands of the people like Syndrome. If he wanted to he could torture her and make her a complete weapon of destruction to unleash upon his enemies. But he didn't need her for something like that, he had enough missiles, nukes and influence worldwide alone to level a continent if he felt like it.

No, in all of the time she had watched Syndrome and Iris she came to the quick conclusion that he wanted something more domestic as funny as it sounded. But she understood to some extent.

From the day she was hired, she was the only person he had any from of a relationship with. They had once shared an intimate relationship but after a while it didn't work out and they kept if professional. But with Iris it's different, like he wanted something that wasn't in his nature but wanted it anyway.

Sadly she had no sort of power when it came to Syndrome and the choice he made. All she could do is pray that she keeps her job long enough to see something blossom out of all this.