The villain cares for his henchmen
This was something that I had bouncing around my head for a bit, the setting is a funeral of Villain’s seemingly ordinary henchman Bob.
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CW: Death, funeral, mentions of death, firearms, mentions of harm
Villain was standing in front of a large door, it led to the church where Bob’s funeral was held.
Bob had been a henchman for 10 years and just recently passed away at 75 after a corrupt hero knocked down his base. Though Bob was, due to his experience, his left hand, he’d do all the accounting and byrocracy paperwork, heck, he even filed taxes for him. Now it was all gone.
Villain entered the building. The ceremony didn’t happen - nobody showed up. Villain came closer to the coffin, in it, the peacful face of Bob, no sings of the scuffle he had endured. Villain dismissed it as a mortician who could do his job very well. Villain thought back to the day, it was a week ago. Villain sighed. The door opened and Villain turned towards it. In walks Hero.
“Ah, Villain, didn’t expect to see you here!” The Hero calls, their voice shaky.
“What are you doing here?” The Villain snarls, he doesn’t want a fight.
“I’m here to mourn the death of my co-worker,” Hero said, coming closer.
The Villain looks in confusion at Hero, “Your co-worker? He is... Was my henchman?!” He says in bewilderment and Hero looks shocked.
“He was our accountant,” He says, coming closer to Villain.
“He was my accountant, my left hand, if you say it like that,” Villain says, “He actually died to save my life. The guy was like the grandpa I never had,” The Villain sniffles.
“How? We were told it was a heart attack,” Hero says, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Villain teared up, “It happened a week ago,” Villain sniffles, “It...” Villain exhales, tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. “It was night, about midnight...” Villain gulps, Bob was really like a grandpa. “Bob and I were the only ones in the building, I was trying to convince him to leave, when suddenly, one of the heroes tears down the door, it hit Bob square in his face and he toppled from his chair, a fight broke out, I was unprepared,” The villain sighs, “I wish I could’ve done more, but some rubble fell on him, it was bits of the ceiling panels, but Bob was weak from the blow... The hero had me pinned to a wall and wanted to kill me, but then a shot rang out, it barely missed him. It was Bob with his trusty Magnum, he fired it twice again, this time hitting the hero in the shoulder, the hero retaliated by thowing a knife at Bob, he managed to fire off a shot tha pierced the hero’s head, killing him. Sadly, the knife also finds its target, Bob died on the spot,” Villain breaks into tears and hugs Hero. “I WISH I COULD’VE DONE MORE!” He wails and they both sit down on the steps in front of the coffin.
“Shh, you’ve done enough,” Hero says, petting Villain’s hair.
“Yes, quite,” A familiar voice rings out behind them. “You’ve done quite enough, but now, it’s time for me to move along,” The hero and villain turn, Bob was propping himself up in the coffin. “I just don’t get your hiring criteria, you hire someone well past their prime. And I made it very obvious, just the files I’ve brought you, thanks for the keys, by the way, should have been hint enough,” Bob says. “I’m immortal, I had about 8 henchman jobs, and none of the villains ever cared for their henchmen, I maybe will stay here, to be honest,” Bob trails off. “Y’know, deal with the corruption,”
“You fucking asshole,” Is all that Villain manages to say before hugging Bob. “I thought you were dead!” He says.
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That’s a wrap. I also had something to do with Bob stealing those files, but I didn’t know how to incorporate it.
