"Wha... who are these people who have woken me from my Eternal Slumber?!' Ha. They are afraid. I kick them into the wall. I have not practiced magic in a long time. Let's see how well I do with this spell. 'Tortura crusnni'. They are being crushed by their own weight. 'Swear allegince to me now!' I say. 'Never'. 'Bae mir om k'nill, Li b'ndi tui mer.' By my own will, I bind you to me. I watch as their fancy, shiny armor takes on a gold and black colour scheme.
I was created to destroy, to rule the universe. I have my first two minions. I shall live my purpose. I. AM. SPECTRE!!!!"
Ethan Snowstorm gazed out the window of his private Arbiter Class Wolf V9 spaceship. Though only a rookie, he had a villain count of 89.5 villains (he once sliced splitface it half, hence the .5). Two of his team members had been dispatched to an old temple where an ancient titan was rumored to be in Eternal Slumber. They had not returned when he thought they would. He shifted his controls towards Hero Factory and set off. A buzzing noise filled his ears to an extremely irritating level; it was his comlink. He turned on autopilot and put his finger to his headgear. His AI annonced that it was one of his missing teammates.
"Soon, very soon, Hero Factory will be incinerated." The words sent a chill down Ethan's spine (eventhough he had none). Why would my fellow teammate say that?! He thought...
REST OF STORY TO BE WRITTEN.