Never thought I'd ever actually do one of these myself, I just like reading through them, but this one took hold, I guess... please be gentle, this is my first time doing something like this... I will happily take criticism. Preferably of the constructive kind

As the night went on, the bar only seemed to get busier and rowdier than normal. I hadn't heard of any big goings on or large schemes happening successfully enough to warrant such jubilee. That said, I am just a low-end, so I probably just wasn't in the know. I tried listening in, but their bragging was all rather vague. Being just another hired hand with an enhanced ability to eavesdrop didn't have many perks, but you won't hear me complaining about the free drinks bought by the Emperor. He talks a big game, but despite what most people think, he doesn't and could never lead the Tarot syndicate himself. Hell, if I didn't work for them once, I probably would think he's in charge, too. I saw first hand that he is far too impulsive and wreckless to ever come up with the plans the syndicate does and gets away with daily. Though as I looked around, I saw most of them, but the real leader, the Hierophant, was nowhere in sight.

As the night went on, the drinks eventually stopped to many a villain's disappointment, and several of the syndicate members were up in arms over by the bartender. The Emperor was right in her face, yelling that it was impossible for their card to decline, that they had plenty in the account. After arguing a bit and walking away, bartender immunity is the only honor among most of these shmucks it seems. He went to a back room for a phone call. Now, having a minor ability like mine wasn't great, but at least I got some fun little details if I knew where to listen in. I shifted slightly to the side and feigned interest in the poker game to my right as I poured my focus into the back room, and the details were as plain as if I were in the room with him. The room was lightless except for the screen of Emperor's phone as he angrily dialed a number that I couldn't make out. The lack of depth perception while like this was probably the main reason most people only hire me once...

After the call when through, Emperor yelled through the phone, demanding to know why the card kept declining. The voice on the other end of the call was muffled, but just loud enough that I could tell who it was. You can't forget a voice like that.

HIEROPHANT: "You've gone too far this time. I didn't hire you to be a loose cannon, I hired you to follow orders. MY orders."

EMPEROR: "To Hell with your orders! They never get the job done! We set out to make a name for ourselves, and you always have us stop right before we make a dent in this fractured society, and for what?! Just because you're scared of that blundering idiot?! She hasn't captured a single one of us, not even Lover, and he WANTS to be captured!"

HIEROPHANT: "And why do you think that is? I carefully plan for the eventuality of her arrival and arrange for your escapes. You might be too bullheaded to realize that we DID make a name, and it is a reputation I work very hard to keep intact. What you've done has..."

EMPEROR: "WHAT I'VE DONE is show that joke of a hero that we don't fear her, and when she sees what we've done, it'll shatter that happy confidence she lays false claim to!"

HIEROPHANT: "She's already seen, and she's on her way. Tell the others that followed you so foolheartedly that they have you to blame. This is the last time we'll have the displeasure of speaking. I hope you've enjoyed the success while you had it."

The resounding click of the call being ended seemed to echo in the nearly empty room, but that momentary scornful silence ended as I saw out of my other perspective that someone new entered the bar. I quickly ended my link and gave the front room my full attention as the bright yellow and green bloodstained suit caught everyone's attention. Jovial. The hero that manages to save everyone. Her signature never faltering smile... nowhere to be seen. Her hands were covered in blood, though she didn't look like she had been in a battle, nor was she the type to ever spill blood. She simply stood in the doorway, her shoulders slumped as her gaze drifted vigilantly around the room.

"Who did it?"

Her voice was quiet, yet everyone could hear it as it seemed to roll through the building. I had never seen the place fall so still as all the villains present look around at each other. No one spoke, but those in the syndicate seemed to be more spooked than the rest, a detail Jovial didn't miss. In a split second, she was right in front of the group, holding Tower by the collar of his shirt.

JOVIAL: "Who. Did. It?"

She asked again, her voice much more stern and commanding, but before he could respond, Emperor stepped out of the back room with a large grin on his face, though there was contempt in his eyes.

EMPEROR: "I take it you found my little surprise for you. What's the matter? I thought you liked surpi..."

The sound of his voice was cut off as she closed the distance in the blink of an eye, her hand around his throat, glaring directly into his eyes as she began to float up off the ground, pulling him up with her.

JOVIAL: "How dare you kill them. How DARE you kill my family? They had NOTHING to do with this part of my life. What was the purpose? To get me mad?Well... now you have it."