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Tommy felt nothing as he walked into the hero tower. The new one. Ew.
Welp, he had a job to do.
He was undercover of course.
First he needed to distract me the heroes, second he needed this to end.
Forever.
This was gonna be a long day.
Tommy walked across the hall reaching the dream team.
"Ah, Tommy I persume?"
He nodded, prime, he was lucky he had a black medical mask on.
It would be a shame for Dream to find out and use him again.
He had to bite down a annoyed hiss as Dream continued talking.
A fucking eternity later Dream finally came to a stop.
"-and that's basically it."
Jesus Tommy thought that man was never capable of keeping his mouth shut.
"Thank you"
Tommy replied as he made his way to his office, he hadn't been paying any attention to the hero.
The next you know there was glass shattering and a explosion.
"Shit-"
Flare grabbed Tommy and dragged him with himself. He rolled his eyes internally.
He kept his act up by acting to be fearing what was happening even though he infact did plan this.
Tommy was dragged by Flare to a safe room? Probably.
When he was pushed in it there were already employees. Good.
Flare shouted annoyed as he ran away.
:hah, stupid:
He thought to himself before pulling out a gun from his bag.
He shot the ceiling when Flare was far enough away.
Now all the attention was on him.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen, how about we make this quick and quiet?"
-One robbing and threatening and also injuring someone session over-
Tommy ran through the halls, he skidded to a halt when he reached a bathroom.
He opened the door and rushed into a stall and locked it.
He pulled out his villain fit and switched into it.
Now he was fucking Sage and he better go by it.
Sage laughed as Warden missed another shot.
"God, your worse than the dream team combined!"
Sage pointed out as he threw one of his knives at the hero.
He had the detonator in his possession and he knew damn well what it did.
History does repeat itself, doesn't it?
Sage watched as the Warden became more and more frustrated.
The dream team appeared on the roof of the tower and Flares eyes widen when he saw the detonator.
Though coincidentally the Syndicate arrived! Isn't that just perfect timing?
Hell broke loose then. Phil was fighting Mushroom. Techno was fighting Dream himself and Wilbur fought Flare.
While Tommy Sage took care of Warden.
Sure, there were more heroes, but they were to busy evacuating the civilians.
Sage lauged again as Warden missed. He dodged every attack on him.
He was a fucking madman.
He made a slipping motion and oops! Would you look at that? He pressed the button! Oopsies!
"Oops! My fault!"
He said but was was cut off by his own laughter.
The building exploded and Phil abandoned his fight with Mushroom.
The older quickly reached Wilbur and Techno and carried them off to the skies.
Fire was flaring, people were shouting and screaming, some people begged for their lives.
Everything was just so perfect.
Tommys wings puffed up but he ignored it.
He had a dreading feeling that this wasn't the end.
Something will happen.
Something Bad.