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[WP] "How much are they paying you to risk your life every day?" The villain shakes her head at the sidekicks answer. "Are we sure that I'm the real villain here? At least I pay my minions a living wage. Work for me and I'll quadruple your salary, I also give amazing health and dental."

[WP] "How much are they paying you to risk your life every day?" The villain shakes her head at the sidekicks answer. "Are we sure that I'm the real villain here? At least I pay my minions a living wage. Work for me and I'll quadruple your salary, I also give amazing health and dental."

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Luxri

Now this wasn't my first job offer from one of our targets. The Black Witch had offered me the rank of lieutenant in her army of braindead animals. I had been intrigued at first, primarily because the woman was gorgeous, but I had respectfully declined and slammed her face into the concrete instead. The Whirlwind had promised me money and my own flat in New York, and I had laughed it off. I work for the agency, I don't have money to live in New York. The Immortal Beast offered me a position as his right hand man if I freed him from the cell my boss had put him in. Considering that role required me to become part animal I refused. But never, and I mean never ever, had a villain offered me dental and healthcare. It was just enough for me to put down his female minion, Red Cherry I think she was called, and listen to his proposal. Now my monthly salary as a "sidekick" (God I hated that term) was around 1200$. The salary of my boss was at 4500$, but it could be higher since he saved the president's son. Now don't get me wrong, my boss is a nice guy: he saves kids, beats up time-traveling nazis, and he tries to keep collateral damage to a minimum. But fuck me, he's full of himself, and he loves the spotlight. He always speaks to the press, even when Victor has ordered him to be quiet, and he always claims himself as the most instrumental part of our successes. Sure his flight, super strength, and healing is all impressive; but it can't do shit against a well prepared enemy. Lady Green lowered the fucker into a vat of acid and he was out of commission. Only after I beat up the fine Lady (who has the face of a turd underneath that flower mask) and pulled the idiot out of the acid could he act. And he immediately claimed victory in front of the press dressed in some rags I found him in the warehouse Lady Green had used as a hideout. So when Aciel, one of the most wanted super-villains in the world, ask me to join him I actually take a second to consider the offer. My boss is currently beheaded, but that won't last long knowing his regeneration, so if I'm making a decision I need to make it fast. I had to look around the destroyed city center, with smoke rising from the buildings nearby and camera crews flying overhead, to make my decision. "Aciel, I find your offer intriguing. The agency pays shit, it cares little for my needs, and the apartment they gave me is rundown and old. But you have to be mad if you think I put up with that prick," I pointed to my boss' head, "for money and fame. I do this because I want to actually help people, and so god help me my boss is an idiot, but he saves everyone he can. You just blew a hole through an office building with hellfire, so I think I'll pass..." Aciel just stared at me before he laughed. "I have forgotten how insolent you mortals are." "And you've also forgotten how fast my boss regenerates." My boss flew at him and picked him up by his head before the arch demon could reply. Aciel shrieked as my boss began to repeatedly slam his head into the concrete with a burning fury in his eyes. While he did so I just began to work on a barrier around us which would drain the demon of his strenght. It was then Red Cherry stood up on shakey legs and stumbled towards me. Her fists were raised but blood pooled from her face. I kicked her leg to knock her off balance, but caught her arm before she hit the floor. I lowered the woman onto the ground and this time she didn't get up. She simply leaned back against a large piece of debris and sighed. "So, was it true what he said about the salary and dental?" I asked her as the barrier slowly rose around us. Cherry snorted at that and grimaced in pain. "Dental is true. Salary is shit for anyone who isn't high up. And healthcare for him is implanting demonic artifacts into your chest which heals you when you have gotten beat up enough." I nodded and watched as my boss flung Aciel into the air and waited for him to come down. My boss caught his arm as the arch demon came back down and he proceeded to slam Aciel into the ground. If the demon had been prepared and not inside my barrier then he would have already won. But as every hard hit from my boss landed on him it stunned the arch demon. Aciel was in a daze as punch after punch broke the red skin on his nose. "The agency is always open if you want to find quick work. They accept anyone these days, they need to since there are more and more villains." Cherry shook her head. "I rather take time in the Kyln. I work for an evil dude, but at least he gives me dental.' I nodded at her and watched as my boss slammed the arch demon into the ground a final time before his glare landed on me. "Time to see if my acting has improved," I said and went to meet him. (This was finished at 01:45, so its probably bad because I'm tired. But I just wanted to jump onto the prompt. Thank you for reading.)


Chancellor_Valorum82

This was great


Luxri

Thank you


Very_Inebriated

This is great. Would read more if you write more!


Luxri

Well you can always follow me. Though be aware I have written some stories which are... mature in nature. So if you're not into that then don't follow me. But I'm grateful for your encouragement.


Crocodillemon

Interesting


Luxri

Thank you, I hope my writing is interesting


SexyElf77

Really nice, and the descriptions are great.


Luxri

They are? I almost gave no character descriptions or descriptions of the area. Thank you nonetheless ^^


SexyElf77

Late but I meant the action was well described.


Tamago_Kinoko

“So why are you helping that…man over there?” Scarlette inquired, gesturing towards the images displayed across multiple monitors from low resolution cameras. “He does know that you’ve been captured by me, and yet he’s not coming to save you. I really thought you’d make a good bargaining chip, but it seems I’ve overestimated how much he actually cares about you.” The teenager tied up on the chair stopped struggling. “Mmff mmf mm fff ffmmff!” “Sorry, what?” Scarlette took the cloth out of the kid’s mouth. “Can you repeat that?” The boy coughed a few times. “He needs to save others! He doesn’t have time for me!” “Yet he has time to conduct interviews with the media,” she pointed out, turning the boy’s head to the monitors. “You said that ‘he doesn’t have time’, but it seems to me he has plenty. In fact, he’s not even in a hurry, from what I see right here.” The boy had no arguments to retaliate with. He sank in the chair, causing it to creak a bit, as Scarlette continued, “You put your life on the line every single day, fighting against my minions and I. This is definitely a high risk job, and high risk usually means high return. How much does he pay you?” “I-I do it out of the good of my heart!” the boy said, straightening his back. “Not for profit! I do it for…the good of humanity!” Scarlette could tell that he was faltering, that he was beginning to question his reason for following her enemy. “So basically, he doesn’t pay you,” she said, a smile tugging at the edges of her mouth. “No, of course not!” “Does he provide free living space?” “No…” “Free healthcare?” “…No…” Scarlette sighed and began pacing in front of the boy. “Even the lowest ranking minions of mine get access to all of those things. You see, I’m a benevolent employer. I make sure that, despite the high-risk nature of the job, my employees are treated with the very best service. The whole offer is pretty good, and my employees know that. Did you ever wonder why I have so many underlings, all to do whatever I ask, while your boss’s…sidekicks…can be counted on one hand? Your boss doesn't know how to take care of the people under him, that’s why.” The boy avoided her gaze. “Oh, the most brilliant idea popped into my head just now!” Scarlette exclaimed, twirling around to face him. “How about…you work for me! You’ll get paid, full benefits, anything you want!” “But you’re evil!” the boy exclaimed. “Are you sure I’m more evil than your current boss?” Scarlette said, not bothering to hide her smirk. “He uses you for free labor, doesn’t take good care of you, doesn’t care about you - heck, according to my intel, you’re still a teenager, which means he’s employing a minor…” Scarlette gasped. “That’s child labor! Your so-called “right and just” employer is committing crimes!” “…” “So, what do you say?” “…But you kill people, right?” “Oh no, dear, I threaten to hurt them, but I don’t actually do it, much less *kill* them. Your boss, on the other hand, keeps killing my employees. Do you know how many lives he’s messed up, families he’s left devastated?” “B-but–” “No, it’s not for the greater good. I’ll let you in on a secret.” Scarlette leaned in close to the boy. “I’m doing what I do so that I can employ more people, open up more jobs, you know? I want to help. And before you ask why I don’t just open a company, let me tell you - in this kind of work…there are no taxes to be paid. Also, no one questions where I get my money. It’s…very good, to say the least.” The boy could not find any words to fight back with. So he just sat there in stunned silence - it wasn’t like he had much of a choice, anyway, considering he was still tied up. After a bit of thinking, he seemed to have understood the true nature of the one he looked up to and assisted without question. Scarlette smiled. “So,” she said. “Are you in or not?” The boy looked up, a new fire in his eyes. “I just thought about it, processed the information,” he said slowly, less hesitation present in every word he uttered. “And I’ve decided: yes.” Scarlette untied him and shook his hand. “Well, in that case, I’m Scarlette. What’s your name? “Don’t you know already?” the boy said, stretching and rubbing his wrists. “I would like you to introduce yourself on your own,” Scarlette said. “I see,” the boy said. “I’m Jonas.” “Well, Jonas, nice to meet you,” Scarlette answered. “I look forward to working with you.” The boy seemed to be a bit weak-minded, but she could fix that. For now, it was time to deal with the enemy.


SexyElf77

Two bandits stormed at their war camp, wearing metal down to the teeth, holding a bruised young man with a loose tunic, primitive trousers, and a bone bow strung to his back. They drag him past the many tents and barracks before bringing him into their leader's tent. "Lady Whitesnake, Dirkhart's little runt, Baku.'' One of the bandits growled before throwing Baku to the ground. "I'd like to kill the shite for me'self." The other bandit said, gripping his axe from his belt. This "Whitesnake" finally arrived, a tall and thin woman with long purple hair. Her presence was marked with a cape with large shoulder pads that kept what would have been her attire concealed from neck to toe. "I want nothing to do with that imbecile Dirkhart. Do with him what you will." "Damn you," Baku cries out, "When Dirkheart the Bold discovers you've murdered me, he won't rest until your reign of terror ends!" Whitesnake raised her hand and the bandits froze obediently, her expression changed and she eyed the young man she spoke slyly. "Baku.. you look awfully hurt. Where was Dirkhart when my men found you?" "This is nothing," Baku barked back, dismissing her question. "I've been training for months to kill you." "So you must be popular with ladies. My men tell me that a swarm of girls will follow you and Dirkhart into the mountains and battlefields. They're quite envious." Baku goes silent for a moment, the two bandits chuckle while he finds his voice. "Women aren't objects to be had," he jumbled, "Dirkhart takes them to his tent to ask them to leave. But they often whine about it..." The bandits burst out laughing, Whitesnake signals their silence and shudders with the image in her head. "Bollocks... Poor lad, he must feed you at least." Baku stumbles his words once again, "Men don't beg for their food. They hunt for it." "Where's Dirkhart anyway? Did he not send you as bait so he could to kill me?" Baku tries to answer, he recalls when Dirkhart told him to assassinate Lady Whitesnake while he was "Speaking" to the girls. He had barely eaten that week, he was given no support from the rebel army, and he realized Dirkhart left him to die. His grief told Whitesnake enough, and she moved closer to him. "I don't forsake my men the same way that yours did Baku. I treat mine like family; tell me all you know and I'll take care of you." Baku thinks to himself before relenting. He told her the location of Dirkhart's camp, their equipment, strategy, and of their loot. In weeks they marched to wipe his force out. Dirkhart did not even care about Baku enough to come and learn he has been betrayed. Whether he lives or dies in the upcoming skirmish, Baku rested easier that month. That was enough.


Crocodillemon

Moral:never mistreat your underlings


MagicTech547

Karmas coming to his “please leave” tent