Veldron 8Veldron's Saga 8: Fighting Like VillainsThere would be time to worry about who the traitor was later. There would be time to throw around accusations of lax security later. For now, a bunch of heroes (newbies, a lot of them, as far as I could tell; their faces weren't familiar) had ambushed a hall full of the greatest supervillains in the world.We knew what to do. As one, we turned and ran for the secret escape routes.The thing about supervillains is, not many of us do much actual fighting. That's what the minions are for. We'd all had combat training, but when we were physically fighting a hero it meant that most of our defences had fa
Veldron 7Veldron's Saga 7: Quite a Nice PartyPanama Square. It's just an undistinguished, old building, but one with a history. It was one of the many relics of the League of Shadows.The League had held together barely a year, but what a year! Lord Oberon, the closest thing the League had to a leader, who basically set the scene for the rest of us long before the League had ever formed, I'd never met. He had been killed a few years later in a battle with the Captain. The previous Captain, of course, not our Captain. Mechan had simply faded into obscurity and vanished; nobody was really sure what had happened to him but he never raised his head aga
Veldron 6 Veldron 6: The Better Part of ValorIt's a good thing that I never leave the base without a whole lot of scanning equipment.It had taken a lot of experimentation, but one of my many amazing achievements is what I like to call a levitation detector, largely because I'm terrible with names. In my experience, about 80% of superhumans who can fly use the same method to do so. I won't bore you with the details, but the levitation detector is basically to levitation what a Geiger counter is to radiation-based powers.It's become habit to wear it outside the base. Like pretty much any other method of detection, it's pretty useless inside
Veldron 5: Fyre and ShadowStarFyre attacked almost immediately. I'm still not sure how she found me, but I'd bet it was Neria. Stupid ocean princess. It's hard to hide a sinking island from the fish and mammals of the sea; I never did work out how to hide from her entirely. Staying above water and in one place works pretty well if I want to bare myself to the assault of everyone else in the world, but otherwise it's largely random whether she'll find me or not. Fortunately the only person who takes teen brats seriously is other teen brats, so I just locked StarFyre out and prayed that the shielding would hold. It did, except for the weakened side door that immediately
Veldron 4: Making ListsI burned CYBR's number and made a list of old contacts that could potentially be useful. In my head, of course. I could design supercomputers in my brain; there was no reason to leave actual, possibly incriminating records of such things.To tell you the truth, I don't know if I really have the right skill set to rule the world. It's something I've often wondered about. I'm not all that social, I dislike politics and it flatly contradicts my "don't be a bigshot" policy. I have a secret island and a lifetime of robotics; shouldn't that be enough?But there are always supply issues and territory disputes and those damned superheroes. I don't
Veldron 3: Veldron ReturnsWhen I woke up, two robots were carrying me along the beach.They put me down and stood to attention when I started moving. Ah, they were my robots. How the hell had they found me? CYBR, probably. I hoped that she was okay.I asked the obvious question. "Why are you carrying me along the beach?"There was a pause, then a speaker whined to life. "We are taking you back to the base." Hmm, that speaker needed maintenance. I'd been gone several months; a lot of my systems probably needed maintenance.I stood up, got my bearings, and headed toward the base. I was, of course, on my island. The robots wordlessly fell into step behind me. Glancin