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This is a very interesting take on the standard DC (or Marvel, I prefer Marvel but this has a more DC feel to it) story, especially with the perspective focusing more on the villain.

Excellent, a reader. I should have another update sometime tomorrow. Now, how the hell is the doctor going to justify his plan..."because it's fun." there, that works.

Ah, sorry for the absence. Just moved in, got computer working yada yada. Perhaps I should start writing one of my own someday...

Writing on the 2Kinds boards is a risky business anyhow. People wont bother reading anything over half-a-page unless they've been on it from the beginning. Can't be helped.

which is why I'm copying it over to another forum so I can hopefully get enough feed back to justify continuing it.

Because I really, really want to write out the doctor's awesome scene.

And now i have a working computer.
Chapter 3 part two.

The inside of the office was fairly plain. It wasn't much better than a regular office, with random trinkets and some silly posters on the walls. A woman sat at the desk.

She had short blond hair, green eyes, and was wearing the sort of uniform you might expect from a highschool janitor. The metal collar on her neck was a bit odd, but it was the various pieces of electronics scattered on the desk with a screwdriver caught Dr.Romanov's eye as he walked in.
"You know, I'm going to have to clean that up later," She said, as the screams from the hallway were still coming in quite clearly through the door. The reinforced, soundproofed solid metal door.

"Yeah, sure you are. Susan, what's that?"
"Oh this?" Susan spun around in the chair a bit, holding the screwdriver.
"It's a screwdriver, phillips head. It's used to drive screws into and out of-"
"Yes, I know what a screwdriver is, just what did you take apart on my desk?"
"Ah, yes, that. Third drawer, code is 26075." Susan set the screwdriver down on the desk. "You know, if you're going to put a shock collar on someone, you should make more than one remote."
"Oh Susan, how many times do I have to tell you, it's not anywhere near as simple or crude as that, and posses many functions, such as explosives, a homing beacon, and acid, not to mention the-"
"Shut up." Susan was holding a steak knife now. Odd, mostly because there wasn't a kitchen on the station.

Again, more will be added later.

I smell rebellion... No wait, that's just me.

Whenever there's something sharp, I get my hopes up >:3

Next post will snap back to the heroes (yes, they still exist). Hopefully after that I can get started on the big awesome fight scenes of awesome.

"Susan, where did you get that knife?"
"Odd you should ask. The battleship, which, I might add, is finished, has a fully functional kitchen. And mind raped cyborgs do not make for good guards in your absence."
"...I'm working on that."
"Right. Well then, if you don't mind I'll be taking revenge now. You know, that whole bit about being a guinea pig for the past dozen years or so, having to clean up my own entrails, and the crappy pay. That, and I have reason to believe you're a necrophiliac."
"And what if I am? you'll stab me anyways."
"Yes, but I'll stab you more."

Nickolai shoved his hands into his pockets.
"Well, that's an excellent plan, but it overlooks a few key things. Foremost among them being that I'm not an idiot, despite my flair for the dramatic." Nick reached around in his pocket a bit before pulling out a small cylinder.
"And as such, while I don't carry backup transmitters on me..." He gave the top of the cylinder three twists, after which it started making noise.
Beep……beep….
"Catch."
With that he ran out the door and closed it behind him; Susan raced to the door but just managed to get slammed in her face by the metal door. Seeing that escape was not an option anymore, she threw the cylinder across the room, kicked over the desk, and hid behind it.
Beep…beep..beep beepbeepbebebeeeeee…..click.
Click?
Susan peered over the desk at the cylinder. It had opened, and a pill rolled out. She didn’t have to guess what it was. Stupid koyabashi maru. It was a oval shape, and there was a rather annoying smiley face on it.
Right then, he’s probably going to vent the air…So that leaves me with a suspicious pill, or dying of suffocation. Her eyes fell on the knife from a bit earlier.
Hmm…Yellow smoke started pouring into the room through a vent on the ceiling.
Yep, knife it is.
Outside the room, Nickolai began to giggle.

George’s life was…odd. He was under permament house arrest due to his mental illness, had ever single bit of mail going between him and normal people monitored, and his inventions were always taken away from him before he could test them. And it was beyond awesome.

((You can start putting together the unfortunate implications for Micheal now. Yes, george is a good guy. This is not the first time Susan has died. Any questions?))

*raises hand* What does the "And it was beyond awesome" refer to and/or what does it mean? I wouldn't really call being under house arrest 'awesome' :3

...Huh? She's cloned? Resurrected?.... Zombie! XD

Well, I'm hoping that what he does for a living (Builds many, many superweapons) is worth it. Tony Stark got nothing on this guy.

Susan dies...frequently. I figure she dies, body stitches itself back together, and then wakes up. For more permament things like disintergration, reality seems to work in some weird way to bring her back. Almost like she has some sort of important destiny thingy that won't be showing up in this story...

Or ever.

But if pressed, I would say that she's the clone of a long line of reincarnated people who fight aliens, and had the bad luck to get kidnapped by a mad scientist. Or something like that. Character backgrounds are not the most important part of this.

What is important is taking over the world.