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Reply to [WP] You are a retired supervillain living your days with your beloved cat. However, the new generation of heroes has decided to steal your cat as a hostage. Unaware of your past as the worlds most feared and powerful super villain by Crimson05-5

Im not that old I just got tired of constantly winning…

Time after time after time, I would set out my desires and hopes of a new and improved world. But society and each persons role has its effect on how the world views a person no matter the good done instead of bad done. So instead of fighting for what I believed what a ”free” world looked like, I retired. I finally just quit. Realizing how nieve I was, trying to “save the people from themselves“ I left.

Hero’s knew they couldn’t keep me locked up. The finest and most overpowered prisons couldn’t keep me hidden away like a lonely bird in a cage. So I made a deal with the US government, give me a small peice of land on top of a mountain, free from laws and society’s formed beliefs of what “hero’s“ were. All of this in exchange for them never hav8ng to worry about me again.

That was 30 years ago. Many have forgotten my name and what I stood for. On top of this Mountain im not alone. A kitten lay on my doorstep on day. I waited, but the mother did not return. I knew if I had not bring the poor thing inside either the beasts of the woods would kill it or the cold would.

I told myself “just one day”. Well that day turned into a week, and then a month. And by that point it was too late. I couldn’t let anything know where I made my home, otherwise I might face trouble again. Or atleast that’s what I told myself. I’m just kidding. Mabey just Mabey I had taken a liking to the cat. Mike, that’s what I named him. A normal name for a not so normal cat. The cat was always trying to steal a little more food. Weather it was from my plate or if I accidentally left the fridge open.

He liked to explore. He got out so many times that I didn’t even try to stop him anymore. It didn’t matter what time he left, but he was always back a 4pm. Thats exactly why I got concerned for my little friend when the clock read 6:30pm and he still wasn’t back. Thats when I realized the old answering machine had a new message.

“Revolutionary“ (my old Villan name) “We know your up their and recently we have been hearing screams coming from up there, we’ve took your cat and we’re willing to give him back if you give yourself up.” Screams? Were they talking about the screaming goats up here? Are they really that dumb. Guess I really wasn’t done in the villain world.

(I have school to get to so I will update if anyone wants me to. Sorry for any mistakes in the writing I’m typing this on an iPad.😭.)

Update: (I didn’t expect it to get as much love as it did so I will keep writing but it might be slightly rushed)

I groaned in annoyance as I realized I had to break out the old costume that lay in the back of my closet as well as the back of my mind. I thought I would never have to look again but something prevented me from throwing it away. Maybe it was because of the great memories that lay with it, or maybe it was because I knew a day would come when I would have to pick it back up.

I did a brief stretch and took a deep breath before I used my powers of ”life and death”.

”Life and Death” was a power of being able to make any plant grow and help me fight. Essentially I could make a whole army just out of plants. The only downside was if they got to big or if made too much in a short amount of time, the plants would release a toxic gas that first, disabled powers, two is extremely flammable, and three that only I was immune to.

Thats how I lost my parents. The most known super hero‘s, Mr and Mrs Time. They could reverse time or speed it up. When I accidentally killed them with this power during training, I was tourtured and experimented on bye so called hero’s to see if they could fine a cure for whatever the toxin was that I produced.

Why is this important? Because I figured out it was these hero’s offspring that took my cat. I know it…

With the help of my creations I traveled at impossible speeds. I knew exactly where their base was because of course I had a chip in my cat. What good owner wouldn’t?

And their base was under only the most popular tourist spot in the great city of hero’s. Using my plants it wasn’t that hard to get past the guards and quickly find the men responsible. I wasnt just going to kill them. That would be to easy, and too nice. No no no, these men deserved humiliation, pain, and popularity. “Why the last one? Why popularity?” Ohhhh I want the people to remember. I want them to remember why they feared me.

I wrapped the building in the plants. I could already hear the commotion and fear. But I wasn’t done. I broke through the building and hovered above allthat passed by. Quickly grabbing the police cars and the people inside as they approached. It wasn’t hard but I made sure people knew that I was more then they could handle.

(TW this paragraph gets graphic)”REVOLUTIONARY unhand the people!!” The young hero shouted. “Oh so you know my name?” Nerds from the crown warned all of my past. I could hear the whispers but I dismissed them. None of that was important compared to my little friend. “None of that’s important now” I cut him off before he could answer “Now” , I growled “WHERE IS HE?” People screamed, children cried into their mothers arms, and he wouldn’t answer. I game him a good squeeze. Bones cracked loudly and he screamed. His peers looked in horror at the scene. He started speaking before stopping to puke blood,”He was in the building but now,” he paused “now he’s probably been crushed”. The hero smirked. I felt anger like no other. It was almost inhuman. A kind of roar that could burst eardrums. I first felt like I had been shot in the chest, I didn’t care now I was thirsty for blood… I squeezed Him like a balloon untill he popped. It looked like the town was orgianally painted red as his peers popped along with him. At that point I realized I had gone too far and my plant gas’s had started roaming. People were dropping like flys as I realized how far I had gone.

Back to my home I retreated, but only after useing whatever strength I had to cover the entire town in plants. Yet another civilization‘s destruction returned to natures grasp. Back to my home I went. Ready to lay down for external sleep.

(Ok that’s the end)(I hope everyone liked it again apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes) (Merry Christmas!) (Or happy holidays depending on where you are in the world).

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