A Dangerous Game

[Vlad Masters]

Vlad nodded. "Yes. Along with my second Queen Chrystillas, we have called together the most unique set of villians that have gotten tired of not getting what they want. It is all pretty elaborate. Get a whole town to fear us, what could be simplier. Once that is out of the way, then the world and the heroes you long to erase are yours."

[Soul]

"Whoa. Way too much going on now." Soul said. His blade arm transformed back into its normal, fleshy state as he let it drop to his side. Clearly, training was going to have to wait until everyone calmed down and stopped talking so much. It was starting to give the Soul Reaper a headache.

"The hell are all of you doing up so early, anyway? I'd have thought you'd be sleeping still." he said. That had been his reasoning, anyway. He'd gotten up early because he could and because he wanted to get early morning training in. Everyone else? Well, Soul had no idea what they were doing there. Vlad was the leader, so he probably was coming to check up on them. Soul didn't know much about Harley, Tai-Lung, or whoever the giant hulk of a person was. The last of the three wasn't someone he particularly wanted to get to know, either.