A Second Generation Whateley Universe Adventure
The Nefarious Three
By Bek D Corbin
The hardest part was breaking routine. Routine is a good thing; it breeds method, which breeds reliability. Unfortunately, it also breeds predictability, which is a bad thing in my chosen field, which happens to be Supervillain Minion. The image that immediately pops into your mind is a large burly thug in a jumpsuit rushing to get his chops handed to him by a superhero. NO. Besides being a member of ATHUG, I’m also a card-carrying member of the IBEW and IASTE, which means that I get double scale, which is a lot better than the yahoos they pour into those jumpsuits get. My specialty is Security Systems, and a big part of my job is doing routine eyeball checks on various key entry points.
The problem is that I’ve been working for the Green Devil for six months straight, which is great for my bank account, but horrible for my life expectancy. Y’see, three months and six months are the crunch times for supervillains with bases. With Crime Sprees, it’s two months for getting the base together, two weeks of drilling and training for the goons to get them so they know what the boss wants them to do, then a week of prep time as they set up the actual crime, and another week where we either have to tear the whole thing down, or some stalwart champion of justice and decency comes to do it for us. Personally, I prefer it when the boss gets away with his grand scheme. Not only does it happen, but it happens often enough that this IS a business, y’know. Besides getting the nifty ‘successful completion’ bonus from the Syndicate, I do a little Payday Advance loan sharking, and I vastly prefer cash to the rinky-dink, shoddy, already obsolete personal electronics that these goons tend to put up as surety for their loans.