A very annoyed and lifeless looking Levi sat on a pillow in front of his livingroom tv wrapped completely in a blanket, looking much like a giant haunted marshmallow, completed with a purple game console in hand. This was his fifty-seventh time attempting to beat level thirty-four of the popular game Maze&Hatchet, he was already halfway on his way to becoming insane. He probably didn't even realize he was muttering a string of curses at the unbeaten boss while reaching for the blue bag of deliciousness to grab another triangular shaped chip when he discovered that he couldn't find one.
'Well damn...' he thought, pausing the game and pulling out his cellphone. He stood as he spoke the words 'call Bunny.'
The first ring was cut off with a click, "Leviiii! How can I help you?" A perky voice came on over the other end almost instantaneously sounding slightly like a customer service worker, he winced.
Levi paused for a moment at her overly cheerful attitude, pulling the phone a couple of inches away from his offended ear, all the while shooting the voice a meaningful glare through the phone. It was way too early for cheerfulness, even if it was already three in the afternoon.
"I need yo-" before he could even finish his sentence a flash of light blinded him and he was woefully unprepared for it. He tried to get away from the bright light that permeated his small dark and otherwise lightless, aside from his tv and now this monster, livingroom. He began rethinking his decision of calling her but knew it was already too late for regrets.
"Did you need something!" The cheery woman flashed her just as blindingly white teeth in a smile as she moved towards the still stunned Levi. Her hands reaching to grab hold of his shoulders before sliding down his chest which was surprisingly well muscled despite his lack of exercise and chip eating habits all due to his abilities of course.
Levi, despite being a thirty-two year old man with the body of a nineteen year old was still very shy around women. It really wasn't his fault though. It was just that he hadn't had much practice with his abilities popping up at the worst time in a young man's life and then there was his status as the worst villain in history, not that there were people with powers before thirty years ago but whatever. As for the woman in front of him, she was completely off limits. He refused to be involved with someone he had brought back, but even if that wasn't the case he could never see her in such a manner.
He avoided eye contact as he spoke, "I- I need some shopping done again." His face was a blooming red, he had even stuttered!
"Of course." She purred. Her short flaxen curls bounced as she turned around to observe the room with her large peach colored eyes. "We should clean up before we go though. You too." She said as she turned back around to pull on his stained shirt that had probably been worn for more than a few days now, he really wasn't sure.
"I'm not going. That's why I called you." Stated a disgruntled Levi who was still avoiding eye contact to the best of his abilities.
"Oh come oooon. You haven't been seen in HQ in months. It's about time to show your handsome face again anyway. We can just stop by the grocery store first." Levi felt like he was going to explode, but he knew she was right, Enaris was always right, a fact that really ticked him off sometimes.
He reluctantly agreed because he knew that leaching off the twisted society that used his name as a way to make a living was the only way for him to make a living in turn. It wasn't as if the most notorious villain ever could go apply for a job at McDonald's, which if we're being honest is all he's probably qualified for considering he wasn't able to finish college due to his special circumstances and all.
After grabbing a clean pair of clothes he headed for the shower, stripping down to nothing but his black power restricting gloves that he never took off. If he lost them his life would be no different from hell itself. Although, knowing of his unique situation the Hero's Bureau would likely spare him another set even if the material used was extremely expensive due to its high demand and low quantity. There was probably only enough material to make one other set of gloves anyway. Because it wasn't like the material could only be made by a single super who was long dead and didn't exist anywhere else in the cosmos...probably.
The hot shower, which was much needed, felt quite nice but ended far too soon. Stepping out he quickly dried himself off before heading to the bathroom sink. He couldn't help giving himself a hard glare in the mirror as he went to brush his teeth. The darkness under his eyes couldn't be rid of with his powers, don't ask him why though. He hated them more than anything because they made him look so dead, like a real villain, which he supposed he was, even if he didn't want to be. Looking like you were constantly wearing eyeliner was a serious blow to his masculinity, that coupled with the fact that he couldn't grow a beard due to his age paralysis? Yeah he was a bit low on self-esteem currently. It didn't help that his hair and eyes were both pitch black making him look even more ominous. He sighed at his pitiful reflection as he turned away. Well at least he wasn't ugly, just weird.
By the time he came out Enaris was already finished tidying up the place...well, mostly anyway. Teleporting trash all over the world had a hand in her quick pace no doubt, but who was complaining? He wouldn't care about any unsuspecting saps who suddenly had trash rain down on them.
Levi grabbed his long coat and face mask before heading towards his ride.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Her sweet voice chiming reminded him of candy as she grabbed his arm, leaning in to whisper in his ear. He raised an eyebrow at her and wracked his brain to try and remember what he had forgotten but came up blank. "Oh, well." She smiled, "Don't worry about it, I'm sure it'll be fine." In a flash of light the apartment was empty.