Why evil master minds never clone themselves.
SS: ok, short clip, biased loosely off of kindred spirits.
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Deep under the earth, in his not so secret lab, Vlad Masters prepared. For months he had worked, discreetly bringing down equipment, buying his way into silence. None should ever know of this great undertaking.
The project was almost complete, only a few more hours of waiting.
Light slowly entered the lab, cut by the door frame. Foot steps made their way down the stairs. Green eyes shone with interest. The owner of those eyes stopped by Vlad's side as he studied the project and then a red brow rose. The eyes turned back to the "evil mastermind" who twitched in irritation.
"What are you trying to do Vlad? Asexually reproduce your self?"