Every story needs a great evil for the hero or heroine to defeat… The wicked stepmother who torments Cinderella. The fearsome dragon who kidnaps the princess. The fake rich daughter who bullies the real. An evil demon queen hell bent on destroying the world. Yet sometimes these villains defeat the heroes. Agent 214 has been tasked to enter these dangerous worlds and eliminate these evil villainesses before they have the chance to win. But why is every story a little different than what it first seems?
(Northern Region- Outskirts Of New Atlantic City)
(Castle Eden- Palace Gardens)
In the darkness of the night hidden away in the middle of a field of crops was a middle-aged man.
He wore a long brown trench coat and had two sharp swords attached to his hips that glowed with an eerie gleam under the light of the moon.
The man was not handsome by any means with horrific scars that criss-crossed the length of his face and a nose that had clearly been broken several times before.
He had a lean but powerful build with well defined muscles visible beneath his long cloak. There was a harsh glint in his eyes as he cracked his knuckles.
"Fuck… where is that bastard?" Alan growled softly as he ducked behind a nearby patch of bushes and stared at the massive walls surrounding the castle.
His partner was supposed to infiltrate the castle during the early hours of the morning and then hide until tonight.