I sighed as I listened to the news report on the radio, the man beside me staring ahead as his fingers clenched the steering wheel tighter and tighter at each word that slipped from the bitch's mouth and into his ears.
Honestly though, just how narcissistic can one person be? Sure most villains out there loved to make their selves public, to know that they were known. But I did not. I enjoyed hearing my name whispered as people feared I could be among them. And I was. But I was seen as the innocent woman who would complain about how the bus was late, or that chick you met at the bar.
In short when I was not killing somebody, I was just Kaitlin. I was your next door neighbor or some random woman. Not a criminal. It made it that much easier to get close to someone.
"That Plague, she's a nightmare." The man whispered causing me to scoff as I stared out the window.
"She's full of herself. I hissed, ending the conversation quickly a moment before the man pulled up next to the sidewalk and glanced at me with a shrug.
"So, where in town do you want to go? He asked as my dark eyes scanned the area in front of me, immediately seeing town hall.
"Oh, here is fine. Thank you." I chirped before leaning over and pressing a kiss to the mans lips in thanks as my other hand slipped into the coat pocket and pulled out my blade, slitting his throat just as his eyes slipped closed.
He gasped and opened his mouth, letting more blood escape as his eyes flashed open, fear painfully obvious. "Oh don't worry. It'll be over soon." I cooed before leaving the vehicle and making my way over the soft grass to the town hall, which surprisingly had no security. Not that I minded as my left hand was clutching a crimson coated knife.
It took me only a moment to reach the mayor's office, and the smirk on my face showed that I didn't have the most innocent intentions. After all he would know where Vertigo was, all Mayors had connections to all hero's in case a random Villain appeared. And this man was oh-so-lucky as he apparently had two in his town.
As soon as I had slipped inside, I saw the man staring in horror at the replay of that cocky Plague's broadcast before his hands fumbled searching for the phone that would connect him to the government.
"Hello there~" I whispered catching the fat man's attention immediately. He stood, small black phone in his hand with an elegant 'V' on the cover. So he had a direct line to just the man she wanted.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, voice shaking, "And just who the hell are you?"
I just sighed and made my way over to him, slamming my fist into his stomach, causing him to fall back into his chair, his body shaking. "What a shame, maybe it'd be nice to be recognized for once," I hummed before pressing my blade to his neck and purred at the fear that poured off of him. It always made me happy to know I had such an affect on people. "I'm Luna~"
His beady eyes widened when he realized just who he was speaking too and his grip on the phone tightened a second before my pale fingers pried it from his gasp and hit the green button, calling Vertigo, as well as the news station that the other woman hadn't used as her ploy.
"Let's make this quick," I hummed as I dug the blade into the mans neck with a small giggle at the first line of blood that trickled down, "I want Vertigo, I want to end his life. And I won't settle until his blood is staining my hands and his flesh is as cold as ice. But to make that happen I need to be recognized, neh?" I hummed as I pulled the knife away and spun, slamming the heel of my foot into the man's throat making him choke and gasp before my blade buried itself into his stomach.
It was at his cry that I lifted the phone and smiled, "And I know your listening, the oh so admired Vertigo, as well as the people who adore you. Do you want to let them down? I laughed before shaking my head. "I assume you do not, seeing as you love the limelight almost as much as yourself. And that has gotten you more attention than you think because not only does Plague want you, but Luna does as well. So you better get here fast, before an entire town is exterminated."
Then I ended the call with a smile, spinning around and grabbing the knife, twisting it painfully before tearing it out and slamming it into the man's skull with a sigh of contentedness. But of course I needed my face to be out there, so I snapped a picture of myself and the Mayors body, sending it to the media before leaving the phone on the desk and skipping away.
Oh and to think this was just the beginning!