"Tch, and these bastards add even more heroes to their roster of fighters."

"What do you want to do about it, Ganon? It's not like we can just storm their place without getting ourselves beaten to a pulp."

The Gerudo King and Lex Luthor were in a conversation. Typically bemoaning the fact that they didn't exactly have a whole lot to their name when it came down to how many villains showed up at their hotel.

Hell, by definition, the anti-villains would probably end up at the hero hotel. They didn't get a whole lot of characters that could be added to their arsenal.

"The addition of those two fire users will push back our territory." Ganon noted, "The only way to get it back is if we got beings like Freeza or Sephiroth on our side."

"I'd prefer if we were to get both." Lex Luthor added.

"Indeed." Ganon added, "Do you want an update on that curse that I cast?"

Lex hummed and nodded in response.

"Well, it took hold of the one that the emotionally weakest. They should be turning into a being of near-insufferableness soon."

"I'm pretty sure that 'insuferableness' isn't a word." Lex mentioned.

"It does not matter." Ganon replied, "Soon, we shall be able to use one of their own against them."

"Why the one with the most glaring emotional weaknesses, though? Wouldn't a much more stable victim be more useful to our cause?"

"The curse works in mysterious ways, Luthor. We must first force them on our side. Then, we break the heroes from the inside." Ganon replied.

"Ganondorf. The scouts have returned with news of what has happened!" Shang Tsung reported, teleporting in.

"Excellent. Which hero has the curse latched onto?" Ganon asked.

"The blonde girl, Yang Xiao Long." The soul eater answered.

Ganon smiled maliciously, "Excellent. It should not be long until her attitude drives away others, and leaves her a broken mess, ready to fall under our control."

"The Soul Edge Shard has been readied, I presume?" Luthor asked.

Shang Tsung nodded, "Ready for Slade Wilson to shoot into the girl."

"If the Black Swordsman does not turn on her, then she will turn on them."


"Slade reporting in. I have eyes on the target. She's alone." Slade reported to his communications device.

"What is she doing?" Sektor asked.

"She's just… It looks like she has a headache. As if she's trying to shake off possession from a ghost or something." Slade observed.

"Then take the shot!" Sektor demanded.

"Wait, someone is coming…"

Slade looked through the sights of his scope, and saw another girl walking in. She seemed as if she was angry with the blonde for some reason - likely a side effect of Ganon's curse - and tried to hold onto her, only to be pushed away.

Her eyes were filled of betrayal. She screamed to scream something. Deathstroke managed to read the lips well enough to catch "Fine," "Stay around and," "Not going to," and "Bye."

He flinched when he saw the metal door crack from the brunette slamming the door.

"Okay, the other person is gone now. Taking the shot."

*PTCHEW!*

The muffled sniper rifle fired. And, just as Slade had predicted, the blonde had turned her head just in time for the shot to enter her chest. Leaving her body prone, and expunging dark energy from her body.

"Mission accomplished."


Wade: So, all that OOC stuff earlier was to set up for this storyline?

X: Yes. Yes it was.

Pinkie: Smart move. How'd you know that there would be hate comments getting mad about your portrayal?

X: It's the goddamn RT Whiteknight squad. If I just badmouth a character even once, they all come clamoring to defend them. Watch.

X: Ahem, Jaune Arc is a crappy character!

Alexis: Tweet…

X: Eh, I swore off of hating on Yang's dad. I just needed to set up for a storyline.

Wade: Uh huh. And that had nothing to do with the fact that you hate the PTSD recovery arc that happened at all?

X: Yep.

Wade: Huh? You're over it?

X: Over what? It never happened.

Wade: I can't tell if you're in denial, or if you hated it to the point that you blocked it out of your mind.

X: Neither.

Wade: Speaking of never, when was the last time you did the disclaimer?

X: … Fuck.

Pinkie: Maybe that's what was putting you on edge this whole time.