( In which Black Hat notices.)

For the next few days, Flug has been teaching Demencia all he knows about torture, and answered all of Demencia's questions. She always went to Flug's lab at exactly 8 o'clock pm, after dinner, and when all the requested inventions were finished.

Black Hat took notice of these new changes, and dismissed it. He was glad that Demencia was no longer bothering him for two hours, plus the time where she just goes straight to bed.

The next Friday, however, he noticed that the scientist and fangirl were missing from the dinner table. He pinched the area where his nosebridge would be. He didn't want to admit it, but he cared for the two like his own children. Although he never showed it to them, he always made sure that they ate three square meals a day, get at least 8 hours of rest, makes sure that Demencia takes her ADD pills, and makes sure Flug doesn't force himself to work past 12.

Sure he was strict, but he had to act this way because 1) he owns a company that manufactures weapons to villains worldwide,
2) They are just humans and he is an eldritch horror, and 3) he can't be looking soft or he'll ruin his reputation.

Sighing, he got up. 505 looked at him, whimpering.

" You stay here, " he said exasperately.

As he walked down the halls to Flug's lab, he started reminiscing. He remembered when he picked Demencia off the street when the police were chasing her because she killed a man while robbing a bank using a banana. He smiled at the memory.

He also remembered the interview with Flug. He had scared off every other interviewer, all except Flug, who looked fascinated with his dark magic. Hell, Flug even petted one of the shadow creatures Black Hat had set upon the interviewees.

Black Hat arrived at the lab, and knocked sharply on the lab door.

" FLUG, DEMENCIA! GET YOUR ASSES UP HERE FOR DINNER!," he yelled. When he didn't hear anyone respond, he kicked down the lab door, only to be met with the smell of blood. He instantly started to worry, and looked around the seemingly pristine lab for his hijos. He went to the bookshelf, where the smell of blood was the strongest. He tore off all the books, and pulled the hidden lever.

The bookcase slid aside, revealing a door. Upon opening it, he was hit with the smell of rotting bodies.

He looked at the scene in front of him. Flug and Demencia was there, dissecting and sewing together body parts of three dead men to make the ultimate human amalgamation.

They didn't seem to notice Black Hat, and he was about to, until he looked at Flug.

It suddenly hit him.

Flug wasn't human.

He was like him.