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Now if you asked just about anyone who they consider to be the top villain, most would easily say The Blade. And they would be right. Techno may not be the oldest or the strongest out of all the miserable villains on this gods forsaken Earth, but he's the most ruthless and merciless villain active in the past six years. He never backs down. No one dare to try to test for his throne made of corpses and gold now. Those pitiful fools who tried only serve as stepping stones for his seat now. And from his seat at the top, The Blade only accepts two individuals to stand and fight alongside him.
So for the past handful of years, Techno has been working with Phil and Wilbur doing the usual crime. But today was a bit different if he thought about it. Now, Techno understands that he is the brute of the team, that much was obvious. There is no question about Techno being the main muscle but if you asked him to categorize the two others, Techno would say that Philza was the brains and Wilbur was the drama king. That all being said, when their plans determine Philza to infiltrate The Heroes’ National Archives, while Techno and Wilbur kept the attention, Techno agreed. But what he didn't agree to was the last-second change to happen because Philza realized that the building was more cramped than previously assumed. Wilbur immediately took Philzas' mere mention of his discomfort about cramped places to heart and rushed into the building without a single thought. Seriously, Techno didn't think Wilbur had a single brain cell.
"Mate, are you really that worried?" Philza asks Techno as if he could read Techno's mind. Techno didn't doubt that the man who raised him could also see straight through into his soul.
"No. I trust that Shout can handle himself. But it's just- The man can barely work his own computer without burning it, and now he's supposed to hack into the Heroes’ National Archive? Yup, foolproof. Nothing can go wrong there." Techno explained as they wait for the heroes to make their way over to them.
Philza chuckles lightly "Oh I forgot about that! He burnt his computer because he left the plastic on and it burned and melted all over the components? The house stank for a month!" Phil laughs some more. "Don't worry, Shouts' got this okay? If he fucks up, we can try again later." Philza, if ever the optimistic of the group.
Techno grunts in response. He still is a tad bit nervous but there isn't much he can do. He has a job to do and that job is running at him with a green gas mask, a large A logo on his chest, and hard armor, reminiscent of a knight. Awesomedude. If memory serves him right, Awesomedude is one of the top heroes? Probably one that sat near the middle, with his ability being able to create machines out of thin air. A tricky power to deal with but not impossible, to say the least. The secret only a few villains knew, if you separate the maker from the machine, you kill the machine. Only difficulty was, said machine can crush a car with its limbs.
Techno spares a glance at the hero next to Awesomedude, and immediately knew who it was the second he spotted the mask with the weird splotchy patterns on it. Lemonbomb, top ten heroes that's sitting at number 9. Or was it 10? Doesn't matter much. Techno is confident that Philza can handle Lemonbomb and the guy's weird-looking bombs.
Turning back to Awesomedude, Techno studies the man's body language before the two launch into a full-blown fight.
Wilbur hums as he walks the halls, looking at the signs for records and data personnel room. If he thought about it, it's been a long while since he's had a solo stealth mission like this. Maybe it's because the last time he was assigned to one, he blew his cover and caused a full day-long battle to break out when the heroes were alerted… that wasn't a fun day. Wilbur can still vividly remember Philzas' panicked yells during the fight when both him and Techno were outnumbered. Yeah. Stealth missions aren't his forte.
Glancing around some more, Wilbur finds a door with the sign "records and data" above it. Smirking, he opens the door and waltzes over to the desk, turning on the computer. "Okay, I just have to find the files about all the safehouses and protective custody personnel…..u-uh '' Wilbur stutters when the monitor is turned on and sees that as he doesn't even know how to get past the user and password. Wilbur forgot that most sane people actually have passwords on their computers…
"Shit-fuck-bitch" Wilbur starts to randomly type out passwords for the previous logged-on user. After some failed attempts he was limited to only four more tries before he was locked out of the whole computer. Looking around the room he tries to see any personal hints that might give away the password to him. Quickly Wilbur frantically searches all the drawers of the desk and only finds useless ordinary office items. There was absolutely no hint that a person had occupied this space before him from the lack of personality. This only proves Wilbur's belief that anybody who works in an office is just a drone and a wanker.
Sighing, Wilbur leans back in the cheap chair. If he was a soulless government servant that worked a 9:00 to 5:00, even on holidays, what would he make the password… He types in 'government' and gets a dong sound of disapproval from the computer. Okay, 4 more attempts left. He tries 'password' and is welcomed with yet another dong from the computer. Man, these drones don't have a sense of humor. Putting more thought into it, Wilbur tests 'lotion'. Dong. Fuck.
Rubbing his eyes behind his mask, Wilbur looks at the chair for a moment. Seems normal enough to most people. But Wilbur just barely caught sight of fur. "Animal lover I see….." he picks up what little fur there was and stared at it. Wasn't dog hair, it felt too clean and soft. Probably a cat then. Looked to be maybe Orange? Brown? Did this matter?! "Fucking hell" he groaned loudly as he went back to the keyboard.
'Catlover' he hits enter and is slapped with another dong sound. One more try. Man. Maybe they should have let Phil do this instead. Wilbur isn’t good with tech really. He's pretty sure Techno would have already found the files by now. He remembers Philza tried to teach him about computers before when he was young but Wilbur can't remember much now. Maybe he's been doing it wrong? All of his passwords at home have one number in them, even Techno and Philzas passwords all have a number in theirs. So he has to try a number as well... Now Wilbur finds himself at a crossroads, he could do cat1over or catlover69. Neither sounds good so he tries the second one.
Dong.
Wilbur is going to blow a fuse. The computer had locked him out of trying again. He feels defeated by a clunky government-issued computer. Annoyed, Wilbur starts to kick the desk that he was previously at.
"Stupid" Kick. "Fucking" Kick. "Computer!" Kick. Click.
Wilbur jumped at the sound. "What th-?" He cuts himself off when he sees a lip form where a lid to a secret compartment in the desk opens. Was that always there? Since when did people still have secret compartments in desks? Slowly Wilbur crouches down so that he is on the same level as the compartment. With steady hands, he pulled open the little door and saw a few files stacked on top of each other. Bingo.
Wilbur pulls out the files and one by one starts to scan through the information. Trying to find anything that he actually needed, Wilbur's eyes quickly raced from one page to another.
Techno sighs dramatically as he flips out of the way from an oncoming punch. "I'm starting to think that you're just going easy on me for my clout," Techno said to the hero that was panting slightly. They've been at this for almost an hour now and neither Blade nor Corvus has broken a sweat yet while both Lemonbomb and Awesamdude are starting to hit their limits. Things aren't looking good for the heroes. They pant and struggle to stand as they watch the villains. Techno suspects the only reason these two got to the scene very quickly was because they were in the area. Meaning that either the hero headquarters only signaled them to this crime or backup was coming but it was going to be for a while considering the long distance between the closest hero headquarters and the Heroes National Archives.
Didn't matter to the villains though. All Techno and Phil have to do is keep everyone out of the building. Neither of the two heroes could even get within a 100-foot radius of the building before getting slashed or slammed by the villains. Awesomedude ignores Techno’s clear quips and tries to lunge again at Techno like the last 20 attempts weren't enough.
"Jesus," Wilbur mutters when the building shakes again. Techno must be fighting nearby then. The dude could only be light on his feet when he wanted to be stealthy, Wilbur figures. Focusing back on the task at hand Wilbur adjusted his in suit flashlight as he kept looking over the files. He feels like he is close considering the last few files were about the city and headquarters going back and forth on wanting certain properties but nothing set in stone.
"Ah! Found it!" Wilbur exclaims the second he saw the word safehouse. Quickly, he takes out a small thin device from a pocket on his thigh and starts to slide the device over the words on each paper one by one. He feels a bit of pride in himself for bringing this device with him today as a precaution. As Wilbur has the device copy and store the info on the papers, he could feel the building shake again from the fight outside. Once he is done scanning all the files, Wilbur puts the stack of papers back where he found them and covers any trace that he was in here. All of this would be for nothing if the heroes found out that this is the information they stole since they could easily change locations of the safe houses and move the people in protection.
Now for the final piece, Wilbur runs out of the office and starts to place small timed bombs in random places as he makes his way to their planned exit. Once outside, Wilbur taps his earpiece, turning it on. "All done. Set to go in 3 minutes. See you at location P12" Wilbur tells the others as he races off, trying to get away from the building while his presence has yet to be known.
Techno's ear twitched slightly when Wilbur's voice finally came out in his earpiece, along with Philza saying "P12 understood".
"P12 confirmed," he said lightly as he watched his rival try to crawl towards the destroyed and disintegrating machine. They both knew that Techno had won the fight, it was clear with Techno having yet to receive a bad injury, while Awesomedude couldn't even stand up.
Now it was a question of whether or not Techno kills this hero or drags him away from the building so he doesn't blow up. Techno didn't really have anything against Awesomedude. The hero is just doing his job and didn't really annoy Techno during their fight. With a deep sigh, he punches the lights out of the hero before he drags the man's unconscious body away from the building. Once they were a good distance away, Techno drops the hero and starts to make his way towards their safehouse. He smirks when he hears a loud explosion, sending bits of the building, goes off behind him and keeps walking away.
They meet up and hop into their old beat-up car, heading back to their home. Techno sighs as they walk into the elevator, ready to wind down from this stressful day. The elevator dings once they reach the top. Techno speedwalks into the penthouse, dropping his blue and white cape at the front with his boar mask. He opens the fridge, grabbing some chocolate milk, and flops onto the couch with a remote in his hand. Phil chuckles as he takes off his matching cape. Phil stretches his wings and settles down in front of Techno on the floor.
Wilbur bumps Techno over and sits down with a couple of rags in hand. He sets down the rags beneath Phil’s wings and starts to preen them gently, clearing them of all the dust and rust they collected during the fight. Techno asks, “So what did you find? Did you find what we came for?”
Wilbur nods and pulls the little do-dad out and puts it in Techno’s hand. Techno raises it up to his eye, turning it back and forth, “So this has all the information of every single safe house and person in protection right? Because our client will not be happy and possibly not pay full if we don’t.” Wilbur nods, focusing on Phil.
Phil makes grabby hands for the tech and grabs the laptop from underneath the couch. Techno leans over his shoulder as Phil uploads the data onto the laptop. Phil pages through and hands it back to Techno nodding, “It seems to be everything on here. We’ll be good to go.”
Techno looks at the information and notes that they are scanned copies of paper. He raises an eyebrow at Wilbur, “I thought all the information was on the computer. Please tell me you at least got into the damn computer.” Wilbur chuckles nervously and rubs the back of his neck. Phil laughs hard, causing his wings to dislodge a fuck ton of dust into the air.
Phil and Wilbur fall into coughing fits, leaving Techno to watch with slight amusement. Techno raises an eyebrow. Wilbur sputters out, “Well there was like no personal items in the office so I-, you know, got locked out and kicked the desk. A secret compartment thing opened after that and in it were all the documents for the safehouses and personal information.” Phil laughs again and wipes his eyes.
"Leave it to Wil to get that stupid and lucky at the same time," he says as he gets up and heads to the kitchen, leaving the clean-up to an annoyed Wilbur.
Phil starts to make dinner while Techno sets up the information for their client. Wilbur slouches in with a dust handprint on his shirt and points at the older man, “You. You caused this you old fucker. You're so old that you’re disintegrating onto me.” Phil narrowed his eyes and yelled the usual "I'm not old!" line from the kitchen. He plates out some eggs for the two and some pancakes for himself. He’s not that evil to be a cannibal.
Techno takes the laptop into the office and comes back to eat dinner. He eyes Phil’s plate and sneaks his fork over just to get smacked by Phil’s fork. “Don’t you even think about tainting my egg-free pancakes.” Wilbur chokes on his eggs and tumbles out of his seat struggling to laugh and breathe. Techno huffs and eats his eggs while listening to Wilbur and Phil chat. After he finishes and puts his dishes away, Techno says his goodnights before going to bed, tired after all the fighting.
The next day, Techno wakes up early with a groan. He always forgets to close his blinds at night, causing him an ungodly amount of sunlight to wash over in his room every morning. With a sore and slow-paced body, Techno gets dressed and leaves a note in the kitchen saying that he went to the office for the day. He knew the others didn't care for working in their office, but Techno enjoyed the change in scenery. Even the drive to their tower felt refreshing to his otherwise hectic lifestyle. Techno rolled his shoulder back slightly as he stood up out of his car. Upon walking to the entrances of the tall building, he spots his assistant nervously standing by the elevator waiting for him. Which wasn't really a strange sight, but Techno could tell immediately something was wrong with his assistance. As Techno reaches the elevator, his assistant holds out a coffee for him.
"G-good morning sir." The guy stutters out as Techno gives him a nod and takes the hot coffee while they enter the elevator. "W-well um. Your client called, asking for you to send the information t-tomorrow instead." Ah, that must be why the assistant is so nervous, Techno thought. The client moved up the deadline on them. Not a big problem really since Techno just had to organize the information and make a copy for themselves before sending it off.
"Is that all?" Techno asks the man as they step off the elevator and start walking towards Techno's office. The guy coughs nervously. "U-um w-well… a week ago you got a call from Make-A-Wish, asking for you to meet up with a f-fan… a-and I thought it was a joke so I hung up and ignored their call." The assistant explained.
Pausing for a moment, Techno glances over at his assistant to see if this was a joke, but the guy seriously looked scared. "Go on." Techno prompts since his assistant looks like he was going to piss himself with the silence.
"U-uh apparently now there's a w-woman here waiting to see you. From the Make-A-Wish foundation.." he finishes as if saying the words fast meant that Techno wouldn't understand them. But Techno has lived with Wilbur his whole life and has had to sit and listen to Wilbur's quick rants about random things.
Now Techno wasn't sure who had the balls to try to either joke with Techno or try to scam him, but he isn’t having any of it. "Send her away. I'm busy today." Techno tells the man before he enters his glass office room at the top of the office building and sits down on his comfortable red chair. Finally alone, Techno sips his coffee and starts to work on organizing information on his flash drive.
About an hour into working, Techno hears a commotion happen near the elevator. Very quickly he saw what was happening as it was approaching. A short, angry, hot pink-haired woman stomping her way over to Techno's office. Right on her heels are two security guards trying to hold her back. But it was clear on their faces that they were struggling to stop her. Which was strange considering the bodyguards were two very buff men and this woman looked like she could break with a flick of Techno's wrist.
As she pulls her arms out of the loose grasp of the security guards, the lady pushes her way into Techno's office and glares straight at him, not a hint of fear in her eyes. "Mister Blade. I understand that you are a busy man, but I will not make my kid wait any longer. He might not have much longer so you will clear your schedule for tomorrow and come to L'Hospital at 1 pm sharp to meet Tommy Soot, your make-a-wish kid. Do I make myself clear?" She spoke with so much poison in her words that it made Techno want to move back slightly if he didn't have nerves of steel. He feels his throat close up slightly when he thinks of saying no. Like his body refuses to deny this woman what she demanded of him. So against his free will, Techno nods, agreeing with her as if only to feel comfortable in his own body again. The deadly atmosphere in the room suddenly dissipates as she smiles a little. "Thank you for agreeing. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow by the visitor lounge, located in the East Wing of the hospital. Please wear a suit that doesn't have blood on it and don't bring any visible weapons. Also, Tommy likes stuffed animals" She lectures him before leaving his office with the two security guards following her in a daze, Techno also feeling slightly dazed himself after that encounter. Frowning, Techno thought of just not showing up but again, just like when he planned on saying no, his body started to ache painfully.
Well, it looks like Techno is going to have to push his deadline with their client till the following day tomorrow.