Hey reader, Villainous does not belong to me but belongs to Alan Ituriel - go thank him and love him and stuff! - This was the copyright statement. Anyway, Please enjoy reading and I hope you will leave constructive criticism so that I will continue to improve! Also, sorry about the last chapter not being uploaded correctly. If these are too short then I apologise sincerely.
Black Hat was pleased. He had just assigned one of the world's best scientists into his arsenal. Although it was difficult to believe the thin, scrawny man beside him smothered in his large lab coat could ever be considered as such – it was true, Black Hat had seen this man on the 5 o'clock news more than once before. Once a week usually. It would be especially useful to have a man capable of producing such world-wide recognized ideas every week like clockwork to create his products, wouldn't it? Black Hat did wonder what was under the greasy, flimsy lunch bag that sat upon Flug's head – but as long as the scientist could make his products, he didn't care much for it. They had just arrived at his Grand Hat Mansion when Demencia decided to tackle him – and whilst it didn't effect to any sort of degree, it was quickly starting to get on his nerves as she did this on a daily basis. He quickly strut into his office as soon as the doors were unlocked and shut the door.
Flug's Pov
Dr Flug Slys felt anxious under the glare of Black Hat analysing his every shiver, his every move – what if he was doing something wrong? Would he be annihilated soon? He didn't want to die yet! He was too young to die! Flug felt like crying, but held it in – he was in the company of the big bad Black Hat after all! He was given a tour of the Mansion which included a kitchen, dining rooms, many guest bedrooms, Black Hats "Grand Bedroom Of Evil", the crazy girl's room, his new lab and his new bedroom – although he doubt he'd be using it much. Black Hat left him and the girl alone soon after to "Socialise" as he put it, Flug tried to isolate himself into his new lab. Although, these efforts proved worthless as the girl used inhuman strength to bind him in a huge bear hug. His ears were blasted with the statement of her name which turned out to be "Demencia". After 5 minutes of conversing with this adult-child he felt a wave of exhaustion come crashing down onto him as if he had been hit full force by a truck. He quickly retired to him room which way empty, bleak and so far, only contained a bed and a table. He collapsed onto the bed which was rather flimsy and promptly let the clutches of sleep take him into dreamland.
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