Chapter 8: The Interview (part 3)

His guest finally arrived five minutes after sending the hat bots to pick her up. He expected her to put up a fight thus he sent three hat-bots to her location. Imagine his surprise when they arrived in one piece without a missing arm. The ex-hero was limp in the lead ones grip eyes closed shut. "Put her right over there , don't break anything please" He nonchalantly pointed at a corner.

The robot automatically dumped the ex-hero onto the floor of the hat ship. "You can open your eyes now" Flug said turning his back to her as he searched fie video footage of her 'death' two years ago. Normally one would nit turn their back on a hero but Flug had so many security measures on the ship that he had no problem doing so.

She had no idea where she was when she finally opened her eyes. The amount of black disturbed her.

She looked around slightly disappointed that she was not dead but alive. She was hoping that Flug would refuse to see her, killing her to shut her up. "Um… Doctor Flug? Where are we? " She asked the back of the figure who was clicking away at a super computer.

"The hat ship. A mobile vehicle of my design" The bragging of the evil scientist was clear as day in his voice," So are the robots and these high tech restraint cuffs" He immediately pressed a button summoning about four robot arms rising up from the floor. They wrapped themselves tight around Hanna makong her since when a few of her ribs broke."Since you all ready know who I am lets get right to the point Miss Arrow" He turned arounf on the swivel chair hands clasped his goggles glinting eviliy ," Why would you a well-known hero-"

"I'm not a hero anymore"

He probably rolled his eyes under his bag, she couldn't tell, " A former hero want to partake in villainy? You're far to old for Black Hats Villain Academy, and there is the fact that you used to be Golden Boys fiancé. Other than revenge why else would you do so?"

"I…I don't know." Hanna flexed her hands staring down onto the floor. She felt ashamed. She went head first in a dangerous situation with out thinking. "Why would I want revenge any way? I'm dead to them I should just move on right?" Her words were full of bitterness, no matter how true they were the opposite was true.

"You're not stupid right?" Flug spoke up turning back around to the computer. A robotic arm forced Hanna to look up. His fingers clicked against the control board bringing up multiple articles. The tiny woman trembled with fear seeing upon the picture of a boy long gone. Next to were articles of the event of his death, articles of her parents death , articles of newscasters that did not hesitate to smear her during her heroic career.

A sense of rage and fear surged in her seeing the piles of information ; she did not doubt he would manage to dig up everything on her. Still the realization that this person before held no remorse for using her painful life against her. He really was evil " You have every reason to seek vengeance on them! On these people that hurt you, that abused you , who betrayed your trust!"

The robot arm holding her jaw forced her to keep her ever-shifting eyes on the screen. " You worked hard to build up your reputation ; something I admit I admire " His voice cold calculated," Among all the scorn and the blood on your hands. I imagine it was hard not to give in to the desire of killing them all and just run away right?"

Hanna said nothing fist clenched. She bit her lip heart drumming against her chest. "You don't-" She paused trying to drown her anger. What he said stirred something dark in her. The same dark hunger she felt when she blasted Kyle. That dark slumbering creature that stirred whenever she injured a villain in combat. That monster that whisper evil things when she's not doing anything. That pain she goes through trying to keep her from proving them right.

"I what? That I don't understand? That I don't understand the futile attempt of trying to fit into a society that doesn't understands you?" Hanna flinched at the anger in his tone. He turned around from her pushing a few buttons. The robotic arms holding her placed her in a chair that appeared from the floor . She struggle against the metal restraints against her wrists. "I'm telling you now that you better have a better argument than what you gave me to the boss"

To his bots " Collect Dementia please, I just know that she's blowing our cover destroying property, and 5.0.5 is just tagging along." Hanna nervously gulped at his words. "I-I'm meeting the B-Black Hat?!" In person?! Just the thought made her blood run cold.

"Well duh" Flug gave her a 'are you stupid?' look" His word is law in his company. He deals with all the hiring, deal-making part of the business. Unless I don't value my life I do not under any circumstances make any important decisions that can comprise our organization without his consent"

She suddenly felt sick, thanking she skipped the soup kitchen. That however didn't stop her from retching up bile.