Midnight Misadventures
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"Answer me one thing, Relapse. Please."
He gives me a small nod, so I take a deep breath.
"Why are you a villian?" I ask.
He looks off at the city, the lights becoming fireflys in the darkness. Then he turns back to me staring at me silently, his mouth drawn in a straight line.
"Why are you a villain?" I repeat, his blue-gray eyes hold a brewing storm.
"Because I have no reason to be a hero."
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My world is far from ordinary. It may sound cliché, but it's true. Normalcy was thrown out the window since our city has living, breathing superheroes. They protect us from the wide range of threats that jeopardize the safety of Crystal City. And yes, they do wear spandex and have stupid catchphrases, but they also do things that the comic books like to avoid. Which seems great, unless you're the very thing they are protecting against.
Being the bad guy is cool and all, stealing candy from babies and robbing banks and all that, but it's not all it's cracked up to be either. I'm Lyrah Hodges, and as a part-time supervillian, I know this better than anyone.
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