"Ghetsis I'm hungry!" I whined flopped half onto the ground.

He'd been practicing for awhile now, and I've gotten very bored after the first hour. I sang with him for a tiny bit, but of course everyone gets tired. However apparently Ghetsis never got tired, he stopped for a moment to stare at me flopped onto the ground, and he shook his head. Groaning I closed my eyes curling up onto the soft floor. While I laid on the floor for awhile he chuckled at my utter dismay, as if it were entertaining.

"Go get something to eat if you're really so famished" He prodded as he continued to play a soft melody.

I whimpered turning onto my back so I could see him, "I'm too hungry to make food."

The male rolled his red eyes, "Such a waste of intelligence to be so lazy..."

"Oh, I'm sorry last time I checked Ghetsis got whatever he wanted" I retorted with sarcasm.

He immediately stopped playing his music, and glared at me, "Watch your tongue when you speak that way around me."

I glared at him, "Seriously..."

"My dear, dear beautiful thing, I've built such an empire for myself, and lost more than your pretty little head could imagine. Don't test me, you'll probably regret it" Ghetsis muttered passive aggressively.

His eyes shot through me as he tilted his head in a sinister way. It's true that I didn't know much about his past, so to judge like that I suppose was kind of rude. Although the way he backfired at anything that enraged him, made my stomach boil. It was frightening, but for some reason I didn't care, not like I used to. Perhaps because I knew that I didn't have to worry about him killing me, at least not at the moment.

"Ghetsis what happened to you anyway, you told a story about those wounds? You insist so much on your perfection, but you hide yourself away like you're afraid" I questioned as I sat on the chair next to him.

As soon as I asked he froze in place, like I brought up something far worse than I should have. I regretted my question immediately, but it was too late to take it back. Focusing on his blank stare I hoped that I hadn't done anything to upset him, and worse I hoped that he didn't cry because then I'd seriously have no idea what to do. However I knew better than that, not once did he ever shed a tear of the most horrible of things.

In the silence I attempted to change the subject, "I'm sorry obviously I shouldn't have asked that."

"Don't be, it's perfectly understandable, and I suppose someone like you would have sniffed it out eventually" Ghetsis sighed as he loosened up, "My imperfections are my weakness, they shouldn't be something of pride. I loathe that about myself, I should be perfect in every way. I hide my scars because of this, and no one will know they exist. If you show weakness or injury to a possible enemy, it will be exploited. Don't forget that."

I tilted my head in confusion, "I don't think scars are imperfections, they're a sign of strength. A sign that you survived something deemed difficult to many, sometimes even impossible. I have tons of imperfections, yet nobody seems to care all that much about them, even you."

He raised an eyebrow in surprise, "I would show no interest in you if you had imperfections, not like all the annoying imbeciles here."

I burst out into laughter, "See that's an opinion though! Do you have any idea how many people think I'm just horrible, stupid, ugly, all sorts of things. I think you have a difficult time putting yourself in another persons perspective, because how much I see wrong with myself is a lot, and I don't see what's so wrong with your scars that you hate so much."

"You've never seen them so you have no idea what you're even talking about! Anyone that thinks you have imperfections is clearly wrong, and they're probably disgusting anyway" He hissed at the idea.

I giggled while placing my hand on his shoulder, "I'm pretty sure if I saw them I wouldn't care. You're a little stubborn, I have literally no eyesight without my glasses on, I have multiple social disorders that if I were perfect I wouldn't have, and you've never even seen all my skin either there's tons of crap I hide behind gloves, stockings, and dresses."

Ghetsis smirked sarcastically, "I wouldn't mind seeing all of your skin, so much as you worded that."

"Oh shut up!" I squealed crossing my arms, "The point is I have a lot of scars too, and nobody is perfect, and you need to stop that."

His eyes widened at the mention, "You're lying, you're so pale, and your skin is so soft. There is no possible way you of all people could have scars."

"That logic is ridiculous, of course I do. When I was younger I had a lot of trouble in school, I was told, and bullied so bad into believing I was trash that I cut up my stomach, and my arms" I explained with a quiet voice, "I wanted to be perfect, I wanted to make everyone happy. However all I did was destroy myself in the process, trying to reach an expectation that wasn't possible."

Ghetsis gazed down at the ground in disbelief, "So you too, you as well became obsessed with perfection. I don't believe you."

Shaking my head I pulled up a part of my shirt to reveal deep grooves in the sides of my stomach. They were far from scratches, and Ghetsis seemed shocked to see what you couldn't see from far away. Some people beforehand noticed them, but others hadn't even gotten close enough. Even my arms left long white marks from scars, but my pale skin faded it so that it was unable to see from afar. He gently touched one of the cuts on my stomach, and looked at me in compete confusion, he had not the slightest clue.

Pulling my shirt back down I sighed, "Now do you believe me?"

"I see that you, and I are much more alike than I presumed" He answered mischievously, as he gazed into my soul.

I shivered at the though of us being similar, "I guess so."

"Have you been trying to manipulate me?" Ghetsis asked almost out of the blue.

I leaped up shocked, "Why are you even asking that?"

"Assuming we're a lot more similar, you could be far more malicious than I might be aware of" He explained with a chuckle in his tone, "Not that it bothers me, I'm just curious."

I scratched the back of my head awkwardly, "Well maybe a little bit... Not for anything evil though, not like you."

The male lifted his hands up in defense, "That was one time, and I decided not to do that again... To you... Under the right circumstances..."

"You're horrible, and I don't know why I bother. Go get me food" I demanded with a smirk.

"No you can get it yourself!" He hissed in annoyance.

Off in the distance Archie boomed, "I can get something for you!"

Ghetsis grumbled, "Never mind I'll be right back..."

I chuckled as the tall man lumbered grumpily out of the room, he certainly didn't like being upstaged. I didn't exactly entertain the idea that Ghetsis, and I were alike in any ways, but if it made feel safer then I'd let him believe it. Although sometimes I wondered about what I truly desired out of things, I really am in some ways just as malicious. However at least my reasons were justified, weren't they?

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I walked into the living quarters half asleep early the next morning. To my surprise it wasn't empty though, and all the villains were bustling setting up instruments. All except those whose instruments weren't as hefty. Sitting on the couch watching were all three of the girls I knew too well over the years, and Michayla seemed to be bursting with excitement. Shrugging I sat along with the rest of them to see what was about to happen.

My eyes wandered between each person, and the most focused seemed to be Cyrus as always. Surprisingly enough though Colress shivered from nerves when he usually always had a lot of confidence. It must be all the eyes, or maybe even the fact that he was waiting on Vicki's approval. Aidee, and Michayla watched just intently as I did, but Vicki for some reason almost appeared to be out of it. I wondered what was on her mind, she almost never acted so off.

"We'll be starting in a minute Britney, you'll be judging along with the other females" Cyrus declared while completely avoiding eye contact with me.

I leaned back to get comfortable, "Alrighty then, good luck guys!"

"I'm so ready for this!" Michayla whispered to me.

I chuckled lightly to myself as I observed the bustling around the room. Regardless of this however my main attention stayed on Vicki, who stared off in the distance. I even attempted to get her attention nonchalantly but she continued to seem distant. I would have to address this as soon as the villains little concert was over, I didn't want Vicki being upset at any time. Returning to the music artists I waited patiently for them to finish.

In a few minutes they were done, and my legs itched to move in the anticipation. Cyrus started off a beat perfectly on time, as if he was a natural. Giovanni's bass, and Lysandre's acoustic came in as well pairing each other nicely. Soon after the rest came in, and the harmony of instruments actually sounded rather pleasant. However regardless of their fine playing there were still some mistakes made here, and there, which could be expected since they didn't have a lot of time to learn their instruments.

They played a softer tune, and then followed it with something a bit more rough. When they finished though, it was impossible to tell who did the best. They all had such amazing playing skills, that none of us could decide really who to choose. That, and the fact that I really didn't want to upset anyone if they didn't win. Their eyes rested on us like a pack if wolves, at unease I sunk deep into the couch waiting for someone else to say something.

"You're all amazing!"Michayla shouted, "I don't think I can tell who did the best, you all did awesome!"

Aidee nodded in agreement, "I agree, can we just say you all win with a wonderful experience?"

"No, there can only be one winner!" Archie pouted.

"Of course not..." Aidee sighed at how stubborn they all were.

Vicki remained silent for the entire debate as it continued to rage on. I tilted my head with complete worry, it wasn't like her to be silent for so long if she wasn't drawing or trying to sleep. As the rest of the group proceeded to debate decisions I dragged Vicki off to the side for a well needed talk, and as much as she tried to pull back I succeeded in taking her away. Giving me a glare of doom with her dark brown eyes I swallowed inwards to get a sense of where I'd begin. No friend of mine is going to be upset without me trying to help first.

"Why are you acting so strange, what's wrong?" I asked while remaining in a soft tone.

She mumbled lightly, "Nothing's wrong!"

Knowing much better I squinted at her, "There is something wrong, and you're going to tell me or so help me!"

"Okay fine!" Vicki grumbled, "I just found out that Maxie loves me, and so does Colress, and well I knew N liked me..."

I giggled quietly, "Well I could have told you that, it was so obvious!"

She punched me gently in the arm, and continued, "I don't know what to do. I'm not used to people liking me."

"Tons of people liked you in the past you're just oblivious. Really though, just do what makes you happy it's not that difficult" I claimed with a light tease.

"I'm not that oblivious!" The girl shouted in a grumpy way.

I rolled my eyes while stifling laughter, "Okay, I'm sorry."

"Anyway, that's the stupid part though I don't want to break anyone's heart!" Vicki explained while gazing down, "Also I'm not sure if I'm ready for a relationship just yet."

"Well who do you like back? You do what you need to do to make yourself happy" I questioned with a half smile.

She sighed deeply, "I'm not really sure, Colress is funny, and adorable. I've really liked N for the longest time, but Maxie, and I have a lot in common."

I nodded, and began to speak, "Listen just give yourself some time to think about it, don't stress yourself out."

"Yeah you're right, it still doesn't make me stress any less though" She agreed with a sorrowful nod.

"This stuff is never easy, trust me..." I huffed knowing exactly how it felt, "All you need to do is give yourself time."

Vicki smiled lightly, "Thanks..."

Her expression perked up from her more depressed demeanor, but she still remained slightly distressed. It's understandable that she'd be this way though, as it definitely is the first time she ever had to deal with this. I deeply wished that this of course would be the first, and the last time she'd ever have to choose. Hurting someones feelings never sat right, and I always had trouble facing the facts when such things came forward. My ultimate solution in those times were to just avoid the situation, and that person entirely. So at least the both of us were learning new things, and becoming better people through this weird experience.

Suddenly Giovanni's voice crashed through the air, "The portal is finished, and you didn't tell anyone!"

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END CHAPTER

Authors Note: Zomg sorry for the long wait, I had a little writers block. We are getting really close to the ending, and I really wanna discuss the sequel without spoiling it so if you have any ideas or predictions for the sequel post away or inbox me, it would be very appreciated! As for this chapter we learn stuff, and Vicki is finally actually not oblivious yyyyaaay! :D Ihad fun writing this, also seriously I drew the villains in bear costumes. You can check that out here: art/Villainous-Bears-554028926

Thank you all so much ;-; please keep the awesome stuff coming I love you all!