Ow. As she laid with her eyes closed the only thing she could focus on was her splitting headache. The sharp dot of pain deep inside her skull, the high pitched ringing in her ears, the uncomfortable positioning as she lay doing nothing other than stare at the backs of her eyelids, the colorful shapes dancing in the deep black void. Slowly, she opened her eyes, and was startled to see another person sitting across from her. “Hi, Ace! Looks like you finally woke up.”
Ace sat up and looked around at the room. It was a small living space, with just one door on the wall and a large iron lined window looking into a white, sparsely decorated hallway. There were only two beds, the ones Ace and the other figure was on, both with matching blue coverings. A small refrigerator and sink sat on the other end, and a small poster was hung up reading “Every day is a good day to love everyone!”.
The figure’s voice pulled Ace back to her with another sharp headache pain, although the figure didn’t seem to notice. “So are you gonna say anything, or are you like deaf or something? Wait that might be a bit insensitive if… IM SORRY i dont know what I was thinking, I really dont mean to-” “Where the fuck are we?” Ace interrupted, hardly even parsing the words coming out of the figure’s mouth.
The girl looked slightly taken aback, but quickly regained composure with a comedic head shake and declared: “I should probably start from the beginning. My name is Felix, and this is Zorin’s re-education facility for juvenile villains. AKA, Villain Rehab!” She looked at Ace clearly expecting a response, although upon getting none she continued: “Here, you’ll learn to expel your evil side and learn to become a model member of society. Now then, Let’s see what you’re in here for.” Felix looked down at her clipboard and started to read “From what I have here it looks like you: lit an orphanage on fire and shot the survivors as they fled. Then you got knocked out by a hero and brought here. Wow, thats… pretty violent actually… but nothing a little rehab can’t fix!”
“I was probably really drunk. That sounds like something drunk me would do. And explains the headache.” Ace explained, mostly to herself, before replying “Are you like, staff here or something?” “Oh, nope! I’m a student here, just like you!” Felix exclaimed in her usual overly excited voice. Ace looked at Felix for several seconds before collapsing back on the bed with an exasperated sigh.
All of a sudden, Ace looked up as the door opened abruptly and a tall figure stood in the doorway to the bedroom. The figure had woodland camouflage military BDU pants on her legs and over her top was placed a sharp looking space black overcoat flowing down all the way past her knees. Her hair was a distinct forest green styled in a short bob with noticeable sharp curling on the sides. Finally, the figure spoke: “Felix, im not gonna lie i might have done something a little fucked up- Who’s this?”
Felix was quick to respond to the figure. “Luna! This is your new roommate and soon to be BESTEST FRIEND! Her name’s Ace” she explained excitedly. “Ace, this is Luna. I think you’ll get along absolutely swimmingly!” Felix reasserted, looking back and forth between Ace, who seemed just as confidently unsure as before, and Luna who stood in the doorway for a few seconds longer taking in the sight of her new roommate.
After a brief silence Felix spoke up again. “Well, I have some official business to attend to so ill let you two little peas in a pod get acquainted. I’ll see ya’ll when I get back!” before quickly leaving the room. Luna sighed and sat down on her bed where Felix just was, before saying “Sorry about her, I think this place has really gotten to her.” Ace paused for a moment, still fairly hungover, before replying. “I can tell. I hope I don’t end up like her. Say, what are you in for?” Luna leaned back a bit and smiled at the question as if remembering something fondly. “Making and distributing WMDs to the Islamic state. You?” Ace scoffed a little but looked a bit impressed. “Well I don’t really remember it at all, but the leading theory is that I got drunk, Lit an orphanage on fire, and shot the survivors as they fled.” After laughing a maniacal but hearty laugh, Luna spoke again. “You know, I think you’ll get along just fine here.”