Super Villain
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 41m
Complete, First published Jun 14, 2014
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     "Do you trust me?" he asked, still staring at the gray door.
     "Of course not," I said, as if the idea were absurd.
     A ghost of a smile crept at the corner of his mouth. His hand latched onto my arm. Panic started to pool out of my nerves. I glanced back and forth between his gloved hand and the concealing hood upon his head.
     Curiosity never hit me so deeply than it did at that moment, as I wondered who was under the hood. Who it was that I was supposed to trust.
     "Who are you?" 
     I timidly reached my free hand up to his head, fingers tingling all the while. He didn't try to stop me. There was a brief second when excitement exploded inside me, propelling my hand all the more quicker, millimeters away from touching the black cloth.
     Ghost grabbed my hand mid-air, his reflexes acting lightning-fast. I started. Drums began to pound in my ears. My heartbeat rose about ten notches. He had his entire hand wrapped around my wrist, and he slowly eased it down until it was parallel with my body.
     "A villain can choose to reveal his identity, but not knowing is the beauty of mystery," Ghost said lowly, his right hand coming up to push back a loose strand of hair from my face. "Now close your eyes."
     Reluctantly I shut my eyes, but not because he had commanded the action. It was more out of fear of what was going to happen next.
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