From Friend to Foe

Dr.Everyone walked down a New York city street. He was dressed in a regular suit and tie, dress pants, and nice shoes. of course all of them were fireproof. Encasing your body in flames as a "costume" could really do a number on your clothes if they weren't fire proof, and Dr.Everyone's new identity did a lot of just that. His new identity being the one he made up to get into the Harbringers, of course.

You see, being sane had cleared his mind. Much of what he did before seemed stupid to him. Of course, his past deeds didn't affect him at all, like that 5 year old girl....
But now he was sane, and it had taken him less than a day of catching up on the world to decide what to do. He'd take over the world. But that goal isn't the kind that's easily accomplished. So he came up with a plan: befriend and betray the one man who killed him: the blasted alien Nightkill. He'd join his group The Harbringers, help him take over the world, and then enact phase two from there.

Months ago, he'd fought Nightkill. He had incapacitated and branded his daughter, and then proceeded to fight him. He was a worthy opponent at least. But in the end, the battle ended with an explosion that was almost nuclear in strength. In the end, an Indian town was dead along with Dr.Everyone. But now he was back, and beginning anew. New face, new accent, cleared mind. He could accomplish his goal, he just had to be smarter than he had been in the past. Smarter than those smarter than him. Smarter than his enemy.

He found the building where he had heard the Harbringer headquarters was. He'd picked the location of a conversation he "overheard" from a couple of weak villains who had tried to apply and get in. That had been a day ago. And now, he was here. At the beginning of his plan. The beginning of the world's end.

He walked in and walked over to a front desk of sorts. A kind looking female receptionist was at the "front desk". While she looked kind and inviting, she looked like after you scheduled an appointment, she might gut you on the spot. Still, the Doctor moved forward.

"May I help you sir?" the receptionist said.

"Hello. I am Gregory Lauriie. I'm a...handy-man of sorts. I'm here to apply for a position your boss is offering." Dr.Everyone replied, in a slight German accent that he didnt have in his last life.

"Do you have an appointment?

"No, but I believe this shall suffice."

The Doctor then quickly lit his whole body on fire, and then made all the fire disappear, except a small match sized flame at his finger tips. He then blew on his fingers, extinguishing that flame too. The receptionist then picked up the phone and called somewhere in the building.

"Mr.Nightkill? THere's a man with some...special talents....down here to see you. He's here to apply for the job your offering."

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