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I sit before my computers in the dark, casting blue light over my face, as I watch various news channels go over the same topic. It was everywhere. The same. DAMNED. Topic. They all show the same picture too. The world’s most well-known heroes, welcoming and shaking the hands of monsters. Bringing all that power into their ranks.I bite my lip, feeling the blood run a thin trail down my chin. Any plans I had created, I would be unable to implement them now. It wouldn’t matter if the majority of monster kind didn’t accept a rank among Heroes. Rumor had it, their information network rivaled even my own. Any move we, as villains, make would put us in jeopardy.My phone chose that moment to ring. I have no family or close friends to speak of, so I know that it must either be work or “work”. Flipping my phone open, I hold it to my ear and keep my tone neutral, as if I hadn’t been cursing every heroes existence.“Hello?”“I need information.” Ah, so it was “work”.“Surely, you don’t intend on doing a job now,” I say, my voice going cold. “No one in their right mind would implement their plot now. It’s too risky.”“Shut up, I didn’t ask you. Just give me what I need so I can get what I need.”I scowl. This one was a repeat failure, never taking full advantage of my services and always getting caught. It was a miracle how often he escaped. However, I have a feeling if I indulge him this time, he’ll drag me out as well. I hate having to terminate clients.I give a long sigh.“Tonight at the barge. One a.m. sharp. There’ll be a crew taking out the trash. The leader’s name is Thug. He’ll tell you the rest.” I hang up, placing the phone in a nearby ashtray, and push a button. A small, iron dome surrounds the ashtray, followed a quick flash of light. The dome recedes back into the table as nothing but a thin pool of plastic and circuitry remain. Reaching into a drawer beside me, I pull out a similar phone, one with a new number. Finding a name on speed dial, I select it and wait for the call to go through.“Hello, Mr. Thug. You and I haven’t met, but you know of me. You may call me Veil. And I require your services in terminating a former client."