Jason had been more than careful when he chose to contact villains worldwide, he was also extremely careful when he went out at night to…”party”. He took every necessary precaution he could think of, even some that actually made it harder for him to do what he needed to do. In the passed few days the stock prices of the company had risen and business was at an all time high, Alchemax was nearly a name known in every household.

Although Jason went well out of his way to keep villains from being seen with him there was still a possibility that a few hero’s had picked up his messages. He sent them from work but he knew of the countless amount of surveillance cameras so nearly every day before work he had a plan. He had observed Mrs. Hughs, his replacement assistant since the stress of losing Mr. Grubbert seemed to be too much for the last assistant. Everyday before he officially showed up he would walk in as Mrs. Hughs then leave, about 30 minutes later Mrs. Hughs would come back in with a coffee then shortly after he would follow in. He used Mrs. Hughs computer to send encrypted E-mails to several villains with a countless number of specialties revealing a time and place to meet if they wanted to be part of a very special team.

Not only was Jason being increasingly cautious by contacting super villains but he was also extremely cautious when he went out as Disease. He’d gone as far as to create a mask and play his suit off as just that. When the cops showed up it was necessary for him to be captured a few times in an attempt to get suspicion off him. After all…nearly all major company had some sort of super hero, villain, or just a plain evil man at the top. When he was captured he would pulled off his mask revealing the likeness of a bald, mid-late twenties man, actually greatly resembling Mark Harmon….Mark Harmon….yeah that guy had game.

Disease always managed to escape from the great police force at the New York Police Department with great ease. Eventually it was time for him to meet any villains that wanted on his team. He remembered telling Ivy and Roxanne that he’d find them but he could not risk it, he had an image to protect, though he did have a few people he hired off the streets to go to contact villains that did not have an E-mail as well as Ivy and Roxanne.

It was late at night; business hours had long since passed as Jason walked down a sidewalk quietly. He had just left work and was heading to the meeting place, an Alchemax warehouse near the main building itself. It was far away from the road, far enough out of the way no person would have the urge to go back and snoop around. There was of course a chance of a homeless man or drug addict but whom would believe them if they went to the press he hadn’t a clue.

Jason had reached the warehouse used to store hundreds of vials, though this one had been cleaned out the day before. Jason wanted to make sure that if anything went wrong none of the merchandise would be destroyed. Once the door opened, letting the beautiful light of the full moon to show the massive warehouse, he allowed Disease to cover him further protecting his identity if by any chance a hero had decided that instead of getting a girl they’d crash a party strictly for villains. Who did they think they were anyway…some sort of savior for humanity, don’t they know it’s incredibly rude to crash a party that took so long to plan?

His footsteps echoed as he walked toward the center of the large warehouse, it seemed he was alone but he knew that there could be any number of people waiting in the shadows. He stood calmly in the center of the warehouse hoping that soon enough people would start showing up, if they weren’t already inside…watching him, seizing him up, wondering if they should trust him. No one showed up…rather do this on our own anyway… Disease whispered into his mind breaking through the eerie silence. Sometimes it was great to have Disease to talk to…other times he wished Disease wasn’t a living organism. We can’t do this on our own…we need pawns…bishops…knights….all willing to blindly throw themselves in front of their king…they just don’t know it yet. Jason was not in fact talking about the villains he’d contacted. They were actually going to be, in a way, his business partners.