Necessary Evils VChapter Five: Beginning of the EndNecessary Evils V by elecktrum
In his pocket dimension just to the side of earth's plain of reality, Him sprawled on a divan and brooded. He was not possessed of the calm acceptance and joy in simple things that seemed to have blessed Kilroy, and he was not sure if that was good or bad. Good, he supposed, because it struck him as exceedingly dull and that was the last word he would ever use to describe himself. Immortal, powerful, trapped by Demongo's spell, Him was no more used to being helpless than he was used to boredom or having his whims denied, yet right now he was experiencing all these things. Even as a lover of novelty and new sensations, he could have gladly gone without the complications he now faced.
He had to think and think hard. The only way out of this mess was to get Kilroy to fall in love with him. He knew that perfectly well. On the surface it seemed like an easy enough task to accomplish. There was no deception in Kilroy Green, no ulterior motive or self
Necessary Evils IVChapter Four: MineNecessary Evils IV by elecktrum
Despite his calm exterior, Dexter was terribly excited at the notion of getting out of DexLabs for a day to go skating. He didn't care that a field trip for him to the local sports complex was a logistical nightmare for his security staff – it had been months since he had been permitted to leave his headquarters. Besides, dealing with moments like this was exactly what he paid them to do. Mandy was not pleased at the proposal, but the Boy Genius told her flat-out that he was going and invited the leader of Earth's Combined Forces to toss herself in the pool in the atrium if she didn't like it. Dexter was immensely valuable to earth – easily the greatest scientific genius devoted to this war and one of its primary financers – and as such he was very jealously guarded by layers and layers of security and defenses. Since he did not like going outside, most of the time he didn't care or even notice provided no one bothered him while he was workin