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After hours of alternating between walking and gliding, I reach the S.O.S. headquarters. I take a moment to fold away the wing-flaps before striding u..
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I lift the sword off the rack. It’s not my first sword-skills training, but it’s the first one where Darkling is the teacher. I don’..
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The next two years pass in a flash. My days are full of training programs that all of the S.O.S. villains are required to take. On top of that, I have..
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The night of the attack is finally here. After a last review of the plan, Darkling outfitted the team with earpieces for easy contact and we were drop..
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The words hit me like a punch in the face. “W-what?” My two years training, everything I’ve learned about being a villain and the ti..
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I fly towards the I.I.E.M. It’s my best bet, given that S.W.O.R.D probably has me listed under “known villains” by now. As I fly, I ..
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As soon as I open my eyes, I know that something has changed. It’s probably the fairly obvious fact that I’m in a regeneration tube, which..
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The S.W.O.R.D headquarters looms in front of me. It’s surprisingly close to the I.I.E.M.’s base. No doubt Darknight has sent agents to rec..
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In the two weeks that I’ve been at S.W.O.R.D, I’ve gotten settled in pretty well. So far I haven’t risked hacking into their system,..
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I left S.W.O.R.D for two reasons: One, I was needed by Darkling for a personal matter that I didn't want S.W.O.R.D. knowing about, and two, I was tir..
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