"You are your past. You can pretend you aren't, you can say you've changed. You can bury yourself in inspirational quotes & act like a part of you doesn't crave to be that person again, but the truth of it all is regardless of how much you forcibly...
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The feeling of regret was overpowering all others.
Talia had barely made it into the hospital before she was instantly wanting to turn back & run out. She was looking over her shoulder every few seconds & as on edge as she'd ever been, though she was barely recognizable beneath an oversized hoodie. Talia wasn't fond of taking chances that could lead to her being locked in an inescapable prison cell when she knew the imminent destruction the building she was inside would face.
Time was most certainly of the essence. Talia didn't know why she was even doing this in the first place. She wasn't going to benefit in any way. She never did anything that didn't directly result in her gaining something. Still, she found herself going through with her l'appel du vide. A call of the void that had evolved into a fully thought out plan after she'd overheard the phone conversation of villains planning to destroy the superhero hospital Mighty Med. But not before they broke in & stole all the computerized records of every past & present resident— otherwise known as just about every superhero in existence.
Talia should have wanted to help them. Heroes had never done anything for her; in fact, they had almost destroyed her multiple times. Perhaps it was her villainous nature, wanting to cause trouble for others. Even if said others were villains. No one said villains had to be allies; they weren't one big team as the heroes were. Talia could make an enemy out of whomever she desired.
At least, that's what she told herself to justify her doing something to help heroes. Talia used the term help very loosely, being that she wasn't going in there to warn them all that the hospital was about to be blown up. She was merely going in to do what she did best. Infect the computer systems with a toxic virus of her own creation, so that the other villains couldn't get anything from it. She was being a pain in the ass; something the notorious villain by the name of Virus took great pride in doing.
The raven haired girl held her breath as she appeared just beyond the janitor's closet entrance of Mighty Med. She didn't know the correct passcode to enter through the door, so she had opted to use her powers to jump past it. The power in the hospital was strong, with all the machinery & such, making it easy for the villain to travel through the unseen electrical currents. She only hoped no one noticed the way the systems faltered during the millisecond she was in them.
Her brown eyes scanned the room for anyone, be it heroes or guards, but found no threats aside from a mannequin— why was a mannequin in a hospital? Talia shook her head as her gaze shifted to the semicircle front desk. Specifically, to the computer on the desk. It didn't matter if the computer was the main one used for the hospital's records, as long as it was hooked up to the same system she could do this in one shot.
Talia glanced around one last time before speed walking over to the desk, slipping behind it to the computer. She glanced over her shoulder towards where the mannequin stood, checking once more for any sign of life but turned back as all remained still. Talia's gaze locked on the computer screen as she read over the log in page, a ghost of a smirk forming on her lips as she knew information wouldn't be needed.
