Corrupt

Chapter 2: The Gambler And The Truth

Tommy sat atop of a building, eating a bag of M&M's happily, legs kicking back and forth slightly as if he was a child again. It was a slow night, one where they could split up and not worry about being ambushed. It didn't seem like any heroes were out either, all happily sleeping the night away with no worries hanging over their heads. He heard the familiar sound of a warp, a sound he only hears when Ranboo teleported. He looked behind himself, in fact seeing the masked man looking back. He could tell by the way his eyes scrunched slightly he was somewhat smiling.

Ranboo's suit was cool, a purple cloak that covered most of his body, a black shirt under that with gold armor covering his chest and stomach, Ranboo had gold armor covering his arms too (they came up to his elbow, and where like fingerless gloves), along with black and purple joggers, and black and purple combat boots. He had gun holders on his waist, a sniper strapped to his back (covered by the cloak), and a utility belt on his waist like his handguns. "Void? Weren't you assigned to the west tonight?" The enderman shrugged, walking over to where Tommy was sitting, and slumping down onto the edge with his friend.

"Maybe, but tonight is quiet. It seemed like everyone wanted to sleep soundly or something." Tommy hummed in agreement, his fingers messing with the dials on his gas mask he usually covered his face with. "It's just weird..."

"Have to agree with you there, my friend. Nights like these are very rare." He held his bag of M&M's out for the other, which the enderman happily took a good handful of to eat. "Let's enjoy it though, who knows when a night like this will come up again." Ranboo hummed, stuffing a few of the M&M's in his mouth.

"Do you think Bumble is having any luck?" Tommy paused, looking over towards the split-haired male, and shrugged.

"Until he contacts us we won't know."

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"As much as I usually hate talking to you, we need to stop and not fight for once!" Tubbo growled, antennae twitching in annoyance as he threw another throwing star towards the villain.

"Oh fuck off! I was having a good night before you showed up!" Tubbo hissed back, his wings fluttering more to allow him to go higher in the air. Gambler, someone they ran into quite a lot, was actually quite a strong villain to face. His voice was a weapon, one that would trick you into believing him, it didn't matter what it was. It was like your mind was wired to believe the other no matter what was happening, no matter your history with the other. Tubbo was convinced that if Gambler wanted to, he could convince you the moon was made out of cheese and that the earth was flat in an instant. If that wasn't a great ability, the asshole also had obnoxious yellow wings. He was chasing after him, almost in a desperate way.

"Will you please listen?"

"Where the fuck is Blaze? Isn't he usually the one you're chasing around?" He growled, he could see the villain blush at the mention of the hero. Yes, hero. A top villain was chasing after a hero and did little to hide it. The blaze was a hero that could produce fire from both his hands and light himself on fire without any drawbacks. He could even launch fireballs out of his hands if he wanted to. He was a nuisance during battles, and he is sure Tubbo is not the first one to think this when facing off with Blaze.

"He's not around, and plus he's with... Clockwork now." Clockwork, a hero who had the ability to rewind someone's movements or freeze them if they managed to gain skin-to-skin contact. He was dangerous since he also could rewind time if he wanted to. It was like a special move, one that left the hero drained and unable to go back into the fight but still very powerful. He could only do it in a certain area and only go back maybe five to ten minutes.

"So you bother me instead?" He spat, looking towards the other in pure anger. He's never liked Gambler, he was dangerous and just plain out annoying. Gambler glared, grabbing onto Tubbo's leg before yanking him back down to the building they had been on before.

"Just listen to me!" Tubbo glared, his wings buzzing furiously at the command. He did though, landing on the ground and allowing his wings to go quiet. He crossed his arms, still glaring towards the other who was now speaking. "I have some dirt on the heroes, some that may help... take them down." Tubbo paused, raising a brow at this.

"What do you mean by that?" Gambler paused again, holding up his pointer finger as if saying 'one minute', and started searching his pockets with the other. Gambler was interesting, using throwing knives that looked like playing cards and dice as bombs (those may be small but damn did they do damage when used). Every weapon the man had was casino-related in one way or another. He finally pulled out a flash drive, his eyes squinting slightly as if he was smiling behind his gray mask. The Gambler had a weird look too. Thinking about Gambling you think of bright colors, fun, maybe laughter, and the fun lights around a casino as you gamble your life away with machines, but he was dark.

He wore a black cloak that faded to a gray at the bottom, black pants, and a nice black skin-tight shirt. He had glossy black armor on too, his arms, legs, and chest adorning the protection. He had nice black knee-high boots on too, silver buckles clicking the things together. Along with this, he wore a gray mask and black fingerless gloves with silver spikes on the knuckles (which probably would hurt and disorient whoever attacks him). Tubbo reached out hesitantly, letting his fingers pluck the drive out of the villain's hand. He turned it in his fingers, green eyes finally looking back up towards the other after a moment. "What is this exactly, Gambler?" The other's blue eyes glistened at the question.

"My friend, what you're holding right now is the truth behind the heroes." Tubbo's eyes widened at this, a wide smile forming on his lips.

"Really?" A nod. He huffed, slipping the drive into his pocket. When he was done the bee looked back towards the villain. "Why did you bring this to me?" Gambler paused, a sigh coming from him soon after.

"Because I know you guys don't like the heroes just as much as I don't. But I'm afraid that if I show it to any other villain they'll go a little... too far with it." Unlike some villains, Gambler was one of the very few that actually cared about citizen lives, along with some of the actually good heroes.

"You think they'll do something with this information." He paused. "What exactly did you just hand me?"

"You'll see, but when you and your team decide if you want to help me or not, you know where to find me." With that the man unfanned his yellow wings, flapping them to get off the building before waving towards the bee vigilante. "Talk to you soon!" With that Tubbo was left on the building with one question: 'What was so bad on this drive, that an actual villain sought him out because he was afraid the other villains would use this information in a negative way?'. Well, he was about to find out.