You're Dead

                                    

                                          
Shortly after the battle between Green Wolf, Battery, and Cinder...
Harrison Avalon rested in his chair, looking around his office. His main base was in Rose City, where it was a lot bigger and more open. Oleander was still nice, though. The office was clean, with a pristine white floor and walls adorned with an abundance of paintings from many of history's most renowned artists.
His favorite was called 'The Final Battle,' which depicted Full Monarch in his final battle with the Emperor. Sadly, there was only a single copy of that piece, and he made sure to keep it safe in his base in Rose.
He opened his computer, quickly monitoring a few of the various robots he had working in the building. Avalon Industries had few actual people who worked for the company. Over ninety percent of his buildings were run by his robots. It was his specialty, after all. The last time he actually bothered to build something himself was nearly five years ago.
Content with all the readings he was getting, he clicked a button and changed the monitor to a video game that involved mining blocks.
'Warp me home.'
Avalon felt his pocket twitch, and a gray hand floated out of it and into the air. It snapped its fingers, and the hand suddenly glowed with a bright blue light before it shimmered out. Two figures appeared in thin air out of the strange energy.
"You know," Harrison said, continuing to play his game. "Using Story Maker like that is a bad idea. If the heroes figure out where you got that tech from, then the Victorian would tear Oleander apart, looking for the both of us. All it takes is one hero who can sense energy when you do that, and boom. Entire plan, gone."
Green Wolf snorted, dropping White Lamb on the hard floor. The girl hit it headfirst and groaned, and he placed his boot on her gut. "Do me a solid and fix this thing up for me. She took a strong punch to the face by some brat with super strength." He kicked the girl across the room, and she crashed into a wall, slumping. Hands were already beginning to swarm the girl, fixing her with medical supplies as best they could. Green Wolf began to stalk around the office. "I saw you on TV."
"Did you like it?" Harrison asked. His eyes followed the villain closely.
"No. That other guy took all the glory."
"Yeah. I was bummed a little."
"I met the fire girl. The one that took Red Ape out."
"Oh yeah?"
"She isn't as fun as I thought. If she struggled to beat someone like White Lamb, then she's just low-level trash." The wolf-masked man complained. Green Wolf walked slowly over to one of Avalon's curiosities, resting in the corner of the Oleander office. It was an orb, one made out of a metal he had never seen before. From what Avalon told him, it was the pod that created Poseidon. One of four. His hand lightly brushed the orb, the blue light seemingly shining from the metal. "That's okay. Even if the fire girl is boring, I think I found someone else to play with."
"That's good." Harrison reached up just in time to catch the thing the villain threw at him. "What's this?" It was a glass vial filled with orange liquid.
"I destroyed the other samples. I want you to let me know what that is made of. I plan on hunting the leader of the Coins."
Harrison sighed, slumping his head. He hated work. "Yeah. I'll get to it sometime, I guess."
Sometimes he wondered if it would have been better to simply work with the heroes. Then again, if they found out the connection this latest threat had to the Emperor as well as Paragon, he figured it wouldn't have gone so well.