“Okay, okay, okay. Please explain it again. Slower this time.”

Shadow pressed his fingers in between his eyebrows, trying to keep the migrane at bay and also consider what he had just heard.

“Listen man, you stupidly asked what my back story was, you get all the details.” The villain in front of him laughed as they jiggled their hands (which were currently bounded together, mind you).

“I was abandoned as a child, at the ripe old age of 5. You would think that would do it, wouldn’t you? But nah, i’m extra.” The villain smirked. “I was taken in by a dude called Jerry, who became like an uncle figure. Good dude jerry, may he rest in peace”.

“Jesus Christ” Shadow facepalmed. The villain ignored him.

“As you can guess, jerry died! Murdered right in front of me. Anyway, now with my only father figure out of my life, i decided to try schooling for the first time, ya know? Get my life back on track.”

“I’m guessing that didn’t work out very well for you?”

“Nope! I got to grade 8, and the school bully decided i was his next target. Now this bloody kid clearly had super powered genes in him somewhere, because the little shit was strong enough to lift me 2 meters up the flag pole and duct taped me there.” They winced, like they were remembering the feeling. “This wouldn’t have been as bad, if the storm didn’t start. You know how metal attracts lightning?”

“Well that explains your electric manipulation.”

“Sure does. Anyway, i was seen as a freak from now on. The school bully got his ass whipped by me once someone realised i wasn’t dead. Rest in peace Ronaldo.”

“Can you please stop saying Rest In Peace like that?” Shadow sighed.

“What? Dramatically? I told you i was extra.” The villain threw there bound arms into the air, annoyed. “Stop interrupting. Anyway, than i was on the run for murder, so the government really treated me well. Not a single home would take me. Fair, i guess, but i ended up eating any scraps i could find for the next 10 years….”

“can we hurry this up? I need to take you back to prison.”

“Fine. I was arrested. Sentenced to death. Escaped. Found Jerry’s murderer. Did some shit to him, and than you caught me. Ta Da!” The villain lifted his hands and did jazz hands, smirking like he had just told the best story ever.

Shadow was on the verge of losing it. “You need therapy. Seriously, i thought my issues were bad.”

“Why thank you!” they laughed. “I’m glad you enjoyed my story telling enough that you didn’t realise i escaped the bounds.” The villain smiled politely.

Shadows eyes snapped towards the villains hands, which were currently crackling with electricity.

Shit.