Meanwhile in a secret location.<br/><br/>I jerk upward, regaining consciousness quickly. There are no injuries on my body aside from my wrists but I had lost so much blood that it hurts just to do that. I feel tired and realize it would be a while before I can fight again. I smile and laugh, the first genuine laugh that I had in years not counting Comedy. I realized what to do to get my revenge against our cruel leaders. I would have to build a group of people strong enough to combat them. I would have to create a team of villains. As soon as I recovered as did Scarlag I would go recruiting. But where to start? The man with the psionic powers seemed promising. Suddenly I felt a clawing sensation inside my head. One of the loons was coming back up. I tried to stop it but to no avail and then, Brutus was in control.<br/>Would it be not more honorable if we recruited heroes instead. They are just as powerful and we can recruit them as easily if we tell them out tragic tale.<br/>Oh no. Using the word won't help I want real tragedies and that can only come from recruiting villains, Tragedy pipes in<br/>"Heroes." Brutus said<br/>Villains said Tragedy only a little louder than before<br/>"Heroes"<br/>Villains<br/>"Heroes"<br/>Villains. At this point it was close to a scream.<br/>Guys guys. Comedy said. If Chance will have me king Chance will crown me without my stir. Just flip a coin. Heads is heroes and tails is villains.<br/>"That seems the best solution" I said.<br/>I take a coin out of my pocket, and flip it in the air. It spins, it's rotations will determine the course of my life. I catch it and start to look at it.