Corrupt

Chapter 5: Death Wish

One Day Later, that night. . .

Ranboo mumbled to himself as they waited on the roof, looking over the city quietly. Tommy was pacing, baton in hand being twirled around as his blue eyes clouded with uncertainty. Tubbo wasn't paying attention, his computer goggles on as he probably looking farther into the flash drive.

"What if this is a trap?" Tommy blurted, tail swishing behind him as he looked towards his two companions. Tubbo paused, green eyes glancing over towards Tommy just as Ranboo had.
   
"I doubt it's a trap, Gambler was afraid to approach me. Like he'd risk angering us and ambushing us." 

"You never know." Tommy argued. Ranboo knew they both had good arguments, but Ranboo too had his suspicions. He kept quiet though, red and green eyes looking at everything but his two friends. 

"Please trust me. He's being for real, ok?" Tommy huffed, twisting his baton one more time before letting the stick weapon rest on his shoulder. 

"Ok." It didn't take long for the villain to show up, yellow wings being tucked as he landed on top of the building's roof. He looked pleased to see them, even if his mask hid most of his emotions like Ranboo's did. 

"I'm really happy you guys decided to show up and help!" He walked closer as he spoke, all three tensing. He noticed, his footsteps stopping as he slowly turned serious. "Sorry... But I really am happy that you decided to show up." 

"Yeah, we're willing to help." Tommy spoke. Even if the other two didn't want to admit it, Tommy was the leader of their small group. He was the one that they depended on for plans in battles, the one to talk to the people they were fighting. They only followed along. It was something that both Ranboo and Tubbo understood and let Tommy fall into the role as leader easily.

He may have been younger, but he was smart when it came to strategies or talking to people for negotiations. He just seeped the power of a leader, and it never bothered the two others one bit. Gambler put his hand out slowly, blue eyes glancing at his to indicate a handshake. 

Tommy put his free hand out, his own blue eyes looking at him in uncertainty. They shook hands though, pulling away quickly after. It was weird for a villain and vigilante's to get along, usually the vigilantes trying to capture the villain to leave for the police. "Now, explain your plan, Gambler." 

"Well, you saw what was on the flash drive, right?" All three nodded. "Well, you're not the only one I'm trying to get an alliance with." Tommy raised a brow at that, all three vigilantes confused. 

"What do you mean?" 

"Well, just the four of us trying to break into a high-security prison like Pandora's vault is suicide!" He laughed, as if he cracked the funniest joke ever. The three teens looked at the villain with unamused looks. He quickly stopped, coughing to clear his throat. "Well, back to what I was saying! We're gonna need more help than that!" 

"Okay...? Who are you trying to ally with exactly?" Tommy asked. Gambler had a weird glint in his eyes when the raccoon asked that. 

"Well, I was thinking Alien for one! Because You guys fight alongside him sometimes, don't you?" Alien, a weird vigilante that the Bench Trio had met before. They sometimes did patrols with the weird hybrid, fighting in battles too.

He was a interesting person, wearing a casual purple hoodie, black ripped jeans, and white shoes like he was untouchable. He started wearing black armor to protect himself, but he never understood why he didn't make an actual vigilante costume. He wore a silver metal mask too, one that Tommy must say looked badass on the other vigilante. He was hand-to-hand fighting mostly, but he had guns on him all the time too. He was basically untouchable with his power too, telekinesis.