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New York city....
Thousands of pedestrian halt on their steps as they all gazed at the massive biblboard, which was currently displaying a man in black suit; however, they weren't interested on the man.
They were interested in what was being said.
[Barnard Costa, one las Vegas prominent supe pass away yesterday at the hands of the 'Nightmare' reports have it that: Nightmare and his gang caused the death of several civilians and also members of the super cop, who later ararived at the spot.
The total death count which as of yesterday shows that over 500 people lost their lives.
[And it was all caused by one person.]
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President mark black switched the TV off as he got up from his exclusive leather seat and walked around, his mind completely carried away by the news he had just heard.
'Fuck! Even Barnard? This nightmare just keeps on getting out of hands.'
"You know there is a always a solution." The crazed voice spoke.
"What's the solution?" Usually, Mark Black didn't accommodate any suggestions from his crazed self, mainly because all its suggestions only made matters worst, but for once...
He really needed his advice.
"Contact priest of the church of villains. Give him money or something."
Mark frowned: "I know priest, he won't take money. His too proud. And if he needs money, he could just rob the 'world Bank' and it would be a work on the pack."
"This is frustraiting." Mark ruffled his neathair, disheveling it as he approached his desk before slumping on the desk.
For mark, Ruby wasn't much of a threat, and he could deal with him quite easily, but that was if he would want to loose control to his crazed self. And that was something the president wanted to avoid. The possibility of him doing something much more worst and cruel than any villain on earth was 100 percent if he gave in to his blood thirsty self.
While in his trance, his telephone buzzed rather audible, jolting him out of trance. Normally, mark wouldn't have randomly pick any call, but this particular telephone, however, was just for his close alies.
"Sherman, what is it?"
["Have you seen the news"] Sherman's voice sounded quit worried and angry at the same time.
Mark, being the cunny politician he was, took note of all this as he replied, "Your angry for the death of your cops?"
"Angry is an underestimation I'm actually happy you know. I'm happy that that phsyco slaughterd my men."
If others hear Sherman's tone, it might sound a little harsh and disrespectful to the president, but, Mark himself wasn't affected in the slightest. After all, he knew Sherman way back before being a 'preisdent'
"Sherman,calm down will you? I already have plans going on for him. Trust me. I'm making plans for him."
"I'm waiting. I'm really waiting. I want to see that psysco dead. for all the life he had taken. He'll pay for killing my son!"
'Right on the bat.' Though Mark was a usually calcualative person who was always a few step ahead of normal people, he didn't need to be a genius to know that the main reason for Sherman's anger towards 'Nightmare' was because of the death of his son.
When Nightmare step into the path of a villian, one of his first victim was none other than the rookie supe, Neil, Sherman's upbeat son who wanted to be the next Beaumont. However, that dream was cut short after his encounter with Nightmare.
Ofcourse, Mark knew all this because, Sherman was part of his circle. In fact, he was also aware that Sherman was one of the reasons he became president.
"Trust me old friend. I really want that bastared dead as well. Believe me if say so..."
"You better do it Mark, times not on our side. We aren't getting any younger. And the fact that Reynold is probably alive somewere only increase our worries." The call ended...
"Ugh! Now there is even Reynold. Who would have thought both father and son will give us such problem." Mark scratched his cheeks. Seemingly tired. Sometimes, he just wished to escape to a fareway place with his family, maybe a hidden tropical island, but that was just impossible.
The moment he walked this part of life, he had already soul his soul and the only way to suvive was to stay in the path. If he dare slip out of this path, his death would come much quicker than he thought.
Yes, he was aware of something. Even if he was equal footing with the boss of the 'Meta Organization' and Priest of the 'church of villains' he wasn't invisible and he could die any day.
The same applied for the priest and Meta's boss. They could die just after a little sneeze from those higher beings.
"Times like this that I really wish earth wasn't fighting each other. We already have enough plate on our hands already. I'm I truly going to be the cause of Earth's extinction? Would be the downfall of the united state?"
Images of his lovely wives, his youngest son and his daughter, Anita Black flashed in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry I dragged you all into this. I'm so sorry. If only I could revert time. I wouldn't have walked this path. I could have just been a normal civilian in the country side. But it's too late, have gone to deep into this shit. I've caused so many deaths.
"I bet I'm probably the most cruel person in the entire earth. Hahaha! Who would have thought I'll commite all those cruel act."
Marks biggest fear was undoubtedly his family. He was scared, very scared of how his family would view him when they learned about all his deeds.
To his daughter, Anita Black, he was the most wonderful father, intelligent, honest and charismatic.
To his son, he was a role model, somebody he'll want to be like.
To his wife, he was a kind loving husband, a husband who was the purest on earth.
"No need to repent now. Hell is already waiting for me. I shall as well take in as many people with me. Starting from Ruby..."
With these words, the strange gloomy shadowy creatures appeared. 'The Oder of' darkness would soon go on a hunt.
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