Finn: 28yo man - the villain - grumpy

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Eric: 32yo man- the villains assistant

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May: 25yo woman - the hero - sunshine

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Hanna: 25yo woman - hero’s sister/bestfriend

Finn

“Blades Eric!”

“I am not a supporter of procrastination.” He drawled. “You are not the princess of procrastination. I distinctly remember you being the princess of being an ass. That’s your job. The meeting is in five minutes so I would suggest you ready yourself quickly.”

He ducked out the door just as a book came hurling his way, denting the wall where Eric once stood. Finn ran a hand down his face as he let out a sigh. He threw off his day clothes and pulled on dress pants and a red button up shirt and walked as fast as his long legs could carry him.

He got to the tech room on floor 8B just before he was expected to be there. As soon as he walked in, a small laugh was heard from a chair on the far side of the room. He let his gaze shift to the sound. He was activated to see the girl from earlier with a hand over her mouth stifling the laugh that burst from her lips.

“Something you need to say?” He glared at her and her gaze dropped to the ground.

“No sir.” She said quietly, eyes still glued to the floor.

“Good.” He turned back to the group as they talked to him about who knows what. He picked up bits and Pieces, and from what he understood, it was some sort of complicated machine for the entrance that should scan the person trying to get in and identify them. If they had access, they would be allowed in and if not, they would have no way to get into the bunker.

“We just need your stamp of approval sir.” The lead tech was a woman that looked to be made of wires. Old, but had the brains of a genius.

“Have you tested it yet?”

“Yes sir.”

“Go ahead and build it, but if someone that should not go through that door, gets through, I still want the guards posted. And if that too fails, your position as head tech will be revoked and you will be sent to work as one of the test keepers.” And with that, he turned on his heel and left the room, ignoring the laugh that was undoubtedly Mays.

He was going to B-line for his room where hopefully Eric was waiting so he could rip his head from his body, but he stopped when he saw his reflection. His shirt wasn’t just a button up shirt, but a more pink than red shirt, with the buttons buttoned up wrong, giving it a weird crop on one side.

He ran his hands through his hair and almost laughed. Almost.

_May _

Holy shit.

He is undoubtedly going to kill me. And if he didn’t HQ would finish the job.

She thought as she pulled a device used by The Hero’s call a Gecar and dialed her friend Hanna, a neutral.

“Hey babe-“

“I am so screwed.” May grabbed her hair in her hand and began to pace.

“Hello Hanna a nice to see you too! You’re my best friend and all time favorite sister and I would like to know what’s going on with you for once!” She tried to mock Mays voice but made it much to high.

“Sorry Han. I just keep messing up this whole under cover thing. I laughed at him. And called him pretty boy…”

Silence. Then a sudden burst of laughter broke through the speaker. Wheezing really. “You what? Pretty Bo-“ then she spoke gibberish as her laugh turned almost silent with lack of breath.

“It’s not funny!”

“Beg to differ.”

“In my defense I was really tired. And happy. And you have to admit, you would have done the same…”

“That’s what the hero’s call him! Not you! You’re not a hero anymore! At least to him.”

“He doesn’t know that we call him that!” She exclaimed.

“And you’re lucky for that,” Hanna said, “if he did, he would probably have your head in his office.”

“He doesn’t have an office, he just has a little desk in his room.” She pouted.

“See? You learn something new every day. Why did you laugh at him? That was a risky move sweetheart.”

“First of all, Ew Hanna don’t call me that. Second of all, he was wearing a pink shirt. Like very clearly pink, and you would think the evil genius would know how to button a shirt! It was all messed up. There was a big loop where he skipped a button and it gave him a crop top on one side. A literal crop top Hanna.”

“Was it hot?” She could practically hear the smirk on her sister’s face.

“Hanna!”

“May!” She retorted in the same tone, “Just curious! We call him pretty boy for a reason girl.”

“I’m not answering your question.”

“So it’s a yes?”

“I’m blocking you.”

“Wait May-bug I was just-“

The line went dead as May threw the Gecar back under the bed.

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The next few weeks went by flawlessly. May stayed in line. She went unnoticed. She barely even saw Finn other than when he came into the tech room to check the developments on the security door. It has a more technical name, but she didn’t want to waste time remembering it. He rarely came in, and when he did, she kept her eyes to the floor and her hands busy with tools she had no clue how to use.

It was one day in particular that she woke up from her sleep, and decided to take a walk around the compound. May threw on a sweatshirt and decided to make her way to the cafeteria. It was always open, due to the large supply of food, but only a few people were ever out at night.

Despite that fact, she walked into the area where food was stored, away from the tables, and grabbed a box of little crackers, each in the shape of a star. Not very flavorful, but very filling. Plus, the star shape made her smile. She turned back around to see the villain she was supposed to steer clear of. He was sitting at one of the tables, leaning against the wall.

His eyes were closed, his face tilted up towards the ceiling. His hair wasn’t combed, so you could make out the brunette waves in his hair.

For some reason, she was sad his grey eyes weren’t on her.

But her main objective would be to get away without him noticing her.

Stay unnoticed

Should she stay in the kitchen until he left? That could be hours. But would it be worth it?

stay unnoticed. If it meant go out of hiding or die, you better take the bullet.

If he comes Into the kitchen, she would be caught. She had to sneak out somehow.

She wasn’t wearing any shoes so her steps were quite against the stone. She began to slowly sneak out of the cafeteria. At the rate she was going, it took her almost 10 minutes to reach the door, but right as she was about to make her escape, she heard a click. Did something fall out of Finn’s pocket?

Despite her instinct screaming at her to just run, she hid herself from view, and turned to see. A large figure was slowly approaching Finn.

Perfect. This only made her job easier. If that person killed the villain, she would be able to leave. Go home. Mission accomplished, and the hero’s win again. They always win. Why doesn’t she want them to win?

The figure was almost to Finn, his arms raised slightly in anticipation, ready for attack. Still her breath hitched.

Your job is to get the villain out of the game. Outsmart him, kill him, or capture him.

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_Stay quite. No matter what, stay away from any attention at all. Or you may never come home. _

Even With this in mind, she took a deep breath, and screamed.