DOOMED TO BE A VILLAIN



"You guys must really not put me in your eyes at all," Davies laughed bitterly as he said because it was the truth. 

"... I am willing to admit that maybe we underestimated you a bit too much," the invader spoke again, his eyes reverting to Davies's figure.

"Well, maybe after I find you guys, your impressions of me would change by quite a bit," Davies replied laughingly, but the look in his eyes made it clear that nothing he had said was anything similar to a joke.

"Unfortunately... I can't allow that," the possessed invader's tone slightly changed when replying to Davies.

"I wasn't asking for permission,"

"Among your people, at least one of them will be a good songbird after experiencing a convincing session," Davies said, blatantly telling him that he would be torturing his underlings.

"Hmmm..."

"While I have quite the faith in my underlings, indeed, one can never be too sure with humans, so we already prepared some anti-torture policies," The possessed invader replied without missing a breath, making it clear that they were prepared to not give away any information about themselves.

"Anti-torture policies, huh?"

"You wouldn't have sent only suicide agents here, right?" Davies asked with a raised eyebrow as he didn't think that was true.

The dagger-wielding invader before being possessed had been trying everything possible to escape from Davies so he had a hard time believing that dude would willingly commit suicide to hide information.

"That is a very good anti-torture policy... But not the one we are employing today," The possessed invader replied carefully picking his words and not outrightly telling Davies what method they had employed to avoid being caught and tortured for information, but how could someone like Davies not know what was the most likely outcome of this situation?

It was obvious that the people they had sent here were not that important to the organization that had sent them here, so there was no way the organization would make any extra moves to ensure their safety and prevent them from being caught and thus tortured.

They had probably already given up on them, and since this guy had said that they weren't some sort of suicide squad that would rather die than give away information, then the most likely "anti-torture policy" was,

"I'm guessing you have a way to kill all of them in their bodies that even they don't know about," Davies immediately exposed their plans through a simple deduction, slightly stunning the possessed invader at the speed at which he came to this conclusion. 

It was almost as if they were in the same line of business and he easily understood their thoughts... What he did not know was that they were indeed in the same line of business.

"Hmmm..." 

"That may be a bit problematic," Davies murmured to himself, not making the slightest move to try and find a way to keep the invaders alive so he could torture them for information.

If it was really true that this organization had a way to kill the invaders to prevent them from being captured alive and tortured, then there was probably nothing much he could do to change that... He was a professional at ending lives, not saving them. Even the few lives he has saved were saved because he had killed what was threatening their lives, not because he had brought them back from the brink of death.

He had no experience in that field and he wasn't about to start having the experience today.

'Well, maybe we can find something out from their bodies after,'

'Hopefully, we can find some answers from there," he thought to himself, but he honestly didn't have that much hope because it would be quite difficult to find anything substantial that could point him in the right direction after all this wasn't some murder case where all they were looking for was what the cause of death. Also, the method of "anti-torture policies" could be quite damaging to the body, making it almost impossible to find anything at all.

"What we are using today is a two-step insurance policy," the possessed invader began saying, not caring for Davies's thought train at the moment.

"The first insurance policy is already in effect..." he continued, the eerie purple glow in his eyes beginning to dim.

"As for the second policy... It's also a gift to you,"

"There are two of them of which one of them is in that bag," the possessed invader said, pointing at a bag that was beside the dude who had been working on the computer.

"You should check it soon... It's an explosive surprise," he said with a laugh.

Immediately after these words left his mouth, his body fell to the ground, his eyes dimming and life leaving the body fast.

Davies didn't even waste time checking on him and quickly moved toward the bag beside the supercomputer, a bad feeling welling up in his heart.

As a villain himself, he knew that villains never left good/harmless gifts, especially when there were keywords like "time" and "explosive" included.

He quickly reached for the bag and ripped it open but immediately he saw what was in the bag he cursed out loud.

"Fuck!"

What greeted his eyes was a digital timer that showed,

[0:14]

[0:13]

He did not need anyone to tell him that this was a countdown timer.

A timer to a very explosive surprise.

No words came out of his mouth as he quickly stood up from where he was and threw the bag to the farthest corner of the room before turning on his heels and nothing out of the room as fast as his legs could carry him.

He quickly reached the doorway and charged out while flicking his hand and causing a wall of ice to block the doorway.

Now that he was back in the stairway with the doorway frozen behind him, he was about to run up the next flight of stairs to move to the 130th floor, but then suddenly remembered the words of the bastard that possessed the dagger-wielding invader.

'There are two of them of which one of them is in that bag,' the possessed invader had said, which meant that there are two bombs, and seeing as they were split up into two groups of which one tried to break into the system on the 139th floor and the other tried to break into the workshop on the 140th floor, it was highly probable that there was another bomb on the 140th floor.

"Oh hell," Davies sighed in annoyance as he jumped over the railings and into a freefall from the middle of the stairs, and as if timed, an explosion went off behind him and another one rocked from above him, sending loud waves of crashing sounds, fire, and destruction everywhere behind and above him.

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Hey guys, Sorry for taking a 20-day long break.

I apologize for not posting chapters since then, but I had to take a break due to health issues, but I'm all better now and will get back to regularly posting chapters, though it may be a bit irregular for a while, but I won't be stopping or reducing the number of chapters and I may even be increasing them. 

Thanks for your support and for reading my book like always