Doctor Doom stomped his boot into the door which promptly fell by the wayside. He didn’t know why he didn’t like the name Bill, but he didn’t need to take things like ‘feelings’ into consideration to know what he did with things he didn’t like: destroy them utterly.
“Doom has arrived to end your puny mortal existence.”
Bill blinked stupidly at the man who had just entered his house. “Um, hello?”
Doom stared at Bill for a moment before speaking again. “Hello indeed. Do you know who I am?”
Bill thought about it for a moment. “Well I am guessing Doom. You did announce yourself and everything. I ought to have paid enough attention to such a flashy entrance after all.”
Doom’s eyes narrowed in thought.
Doom likes this guy.
“That is indeed correct. I presume you are Bill?”
Bill that very hard about lying given the tone of voice Doom had used to ask the question but decided against it. It probably saved his life. “Yeah, that’s me. I am the inventor of the Pokemon Computer Network. I’d say it is nice to meet you but you did just bash my door in and everything.”
Doom smirked.
Doom really likes this guy.
“You speak your mind openly. Are you unafraid of your impending destruction?”
“Oh, heavens no. I am scared to death. However as a scientist I have learned that there is nothing to fear about certainty. If you wish to take my life then it seems extraordinary likely that there is nothing I can do you to stop you from doing so. Tea?” Bill pointed to a table with what was obviously fresh brewed tea.
Doom looked at his wrist and noted he was ten minutes ahead of schedule. Doom nodded silently and sat down at the table.
Bill poured him a cup of tea and sat down and started to sip from his own. “So… Doom…”
“Doctor Doom.”
“Ah sorry, Dr. Doom. I don’t suppose you have much medical training?”
Doom simply stared at Bill before taking a sip of his tea.
“Right I didn’t think so. A fellow scientist then? How exciting. Do you know much about my computer system?”
“Doom has not heard of it.”
“Well I see by your belt that you have Pokemon. The computer stores any Pokemon you cannot carry around with you and allows you to do all sorts of neat functions! You can trade, you can organize, you can even take them to be in your possession from any PC in the world!”
This system seemed useful to Doom. Time to manipulate it to his advantage. “How much do you charge for this service?”
Bill blinked again. “Well, nothing of course. It is for the betterment of all trainers. Why am I suddenly feeling drowsy?” Bill questioned as he yawned.
“Think nothing of it, mind slave.”
“Mind wha-“ Bill’s head hit his table a moment after he passed out.
Doom swept across the room and stood before a giant computer. He face twisted into a smile as he began to examine what was on it. This could prove very useful indeed.
Doom enjoys manipulating everything to his advantage!