Icarus wisped himself away back to his base. Currently it was empty in his office except for some scattered books and papers. He sighed at the mess and went to look at himself in the mirror. His ashy brown hair was scattered across his head. He rearranged it to look more professional and regal. He'd slipped up there letting him see him without any illusion, and he knew it. A knock sounded from his door
"Dammit, Icarus are you back?" A familiar but still threatening voice sounded from outside the office door.
Sighing he walked over and opened the door, "Yes, I am Mikael. Worried about little old me?"
"Mmm, maybe. More like I didn't want you to jeopardize the plan," He replied as he walked in.
"Please, like I'd ever do that," Icarus said as he gathered papers and stacked books. Turning towards Mikael he asked, "What was the real reason you needed me?"
"Well, it's time for Phase Two right?" Mikael smirked as he tossed Icarus a paper.
Icarus laughed, "You know it." He walked over to the desk and stared at the plans laid out in front of him. The title read, Phase Two Mockingbird.
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Fallen One
RandomThe past will always affect the future, for better or for worse. The Villains POV. Best read while listing to this playlist ^^ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0Azv0iKFnU
