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A villian's backstory

    "Why are you doing this?! I thought we were friends!" The Hero screams at me and I laugh at the notion.

"Friends? We were never 'friends'. You all taught me that long ago" I scoff and turn to look out the window. Hatred and resentment shown briefly in my reflection before a blank expression masked my face.

"I've always been told that heros are the good guys who protect the people and the world and the villains are evil monsters who seek to cause chaos and destruction. But my world was flipped that night when you 'Heros'" I spit out spitefully "grew fearful and paranoid of my talents, of my powers which I used to help you all when I was younger and more naive, dreaming of becoming a full fledged hero and work alongside the people i looked up to."

I looked at this so-called Hero with the corner of my eyes. "And do you know what my "so-called-friends' ' did to me? What my heros, who I looked up to did to me?" The anger and pain in my voice could no longer be hidden with every word, with every sentence that brought back the painful memories I've tried my hardest to forget.

"You all tried to drain me of my powers and kill me while I cried out for help, cried for them to stop while they laughed at my pain, cried while they beat me, cried while they tortured me for greed, calling me a freak, a monster, a witch who doesn't deserve her powers, and it was the villains who came to my aid."

I slowly stalked over to the hero and leaned close to their hunched over figure, "It was the villains who heard the cries and pleas of a young girl, it was the villains who helped me, who saved me. Not the 'heros' who stood by and did nothing but watch and laugh."

I grab their chin, digging my nails into them and forcing them to look me in the eye. "It was the Villains who treated me as someone special, and trained me to use my powers and not be afraid of them and encouraged me not let my fears overcome me. It was the villains who made me feel welcomed and loved, unlike the "heros" who shunned me. So go ahead, call me evil. Call me a villain. I am, after all what you made me." I smirk and back away a bit glaring down at them, while they shiver with fear and hatred in their eyes.

"Yes I am a villain and I will make those 'heros'" I spit out the word resentful, "bow down to me and rip off their masks of glorious protectors and show everyone their true colors. For it was the Heros who betrayed me for their "world" but the villains who would rather sacrifice the world for me. So watch out Precious heros. Your time is ending. The villains you made are coming for you. And I will start with you."

The Hero, who dared come for me, screams and tries to struggle. "You will never get away with this!" 

I laugh hard, humor laced in my voice and again, I smirk, "oh darling hero, I already have." Soon their head is delivered to the hero's base. Panic ensues and we lie in wait. For our time will come. We will be ready and one by one, the heroes will fall

"Why are you doing this?! I thought we were friends!" The Hero screams at me and I laugh at the notion.

"Friends? We were never 'friends'. You all taught me that long ago" I scoff and turn to look out the window. Hatred and resentment shown briefly in my reflection before a blank expression masked my face.

"I've always been told that heros are the good guys who protect the people and the world and the villains are evil monsters who seek to cause chaos and destruction. But my world was flipped that night when you 'Heroes '" I spit out spitefully "grew fearful and paranoid of my talents, of my powers which I used to help you all when I was younger and more naive, dreaming of becoming a full fledged hero and work alongside the people i looked up to."

I looked at this so-called Hero with the corner of my eyes. "And do you know what my "so-called-friends' ' did to me? What my heros, who I looked up to did to me?" The anger and pain in my voice could no longer be hidden with every word, with every sentence that brought back the painful memories I've tried my hardest to forget.

"You all tried to drain me of my powers and kill me while I cried out for help, cried for them to stop while they laughed at my pain, cried while they beat me, cried while they tortured me for greed, calling me a freak, a monster, a witch who doesn't deserve her powers, and it was the villains who came to my aid."

I slowly stalked over to the hero and leaned close to their hunched over figure, "It was the villains who heard the cries and pleas of a young girl, it was the villains who helped me, who saved me. Not the 'heros' who stood by and did nothing but watch and laugh."

I grab their chin, digging my nails into them and forcing them to look me in the eye. "It was the Villains who treated me as someone special, and trained me to use my powers and not be afraid of them and encouraged me not let my fears overcome me. It was the villains who made me feel welcomed and loved, unlike the "heros" who shunned me. So go ahead, call me evil. Call me a villain. I am, after all what you made me." I smirk and back away a bit glaring down at them, while they shiver with fear and hatred in their eyes.

"Yes I am a villain and I will make those 'heros'" I spit out the word resentful, "bow down to me and rip off their masks of glorious protectors and show everyone their true colors. For it was the Heros who betrayed me for their "world" but the villains who would rather sacrifice the world for me. So watch out for Precious heros. Your time is ending. The villains you made are coming for you. And I will start with you."

The Hero, who dared come for me, screams and tries to struggle. "You will never get away with this!"

 I laugh hard, humor laced in my voice and again, I smirk, "oh darling hero, I already have." Soon their head is delivered to the hero's base. Panic ensues and we lie in wait. For our time will come. We will be ready and one by one, the hero's will fall