A villain takes with the desire of outsmarting the enemy by any means possible. Saros is no different. He fights the hero, commits evil deeds, and strikes fear into the hearts of all the citizens of Wallowdale, but what he thought to be his nemesis'...
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Y/N discreetly rubs her sweaty palms on the fabric of her black skirt, hoping to dry them a little as she watches out the tinted window of the black truck transporting her to her new home.
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Seated beside her in the back seat is the villain, Saros, who was much more composed about the situation than his new roommate. Driving up front is one of his minions, who had been ordered to stay silent during the journey to the lair. From the corner of his icy eye, the super villain noted the woman's fidgeting and realized she was becoming antsy even though she tried to keep a calm demeanor. This would certainly be a big change for her, especially since she won't be treated as a prisoner this time around. Turning his head, he peers out the back window to ensure that the only vehicle following them is an identical truck carrying Y/N's furniture.
To his surprise, she decided to pack light for her indefinite stay, allowing his men to sell the rest. As expected, his minions wanted a cut of the money for it, and after some bargaining, he managed to convince them of a 40% cut rather than a full half which was at least a little better. It wasn't long before they reached the complex and enter through an underground tunnel to reach a parking garage lying directly underneath the lair. Many different cars filled the space. Some looked expensive and we're likely stolen off the street, while some were simple, inconspicuous vehicles that are probably used by getaway drivers.
There were a few thugs standing around and chatting, but they went silent as the trucks passed and watched as they parked in empty spaces. Saros was the first to step out, and Y/N hesitantly followed after taking a deep breath. This is it; her new home. She slings the large bag, that had been sitting on her lap for the ride, over her shoulder before coming to the man's side as he opens the bed of the truck to reveal a few boxes of her things. Already, the men in the other truck were carrying the furniture into the building to do whatever they please with it.
Just as she reached in to grab a box, her hand was slapped away before Saros used his powers to make them float out effortlessly. She pouts at him for that and playfully shoves his arm, which gains a chuckle out of him before he noticed the spying eyes from behind. He turns his gaze to the group of hoodlums and engages in an intense staring contest that made them all stiffen and swiftly back up. Satisfied that they know their place, he lifts his chin and leaves them with a parting glare.
