ALERT! ALERT! EXTREME DAMAGE HAS AFFECTED THE BASE! REPEAT! EXTREME DAMAGE HA-"
"Turn that off would you?" Alistair Smythe asked from his cell.
"Now is NOT the time Smythe!" A guard yelled.
"Whatever... you're all dead anyway."
The guard opened his mouth as if to ask a question. At least he would have if a pencil hadn't suddenly smashed through his visor, stabbing him in the head. Alistair Smythe glanced at the dead guard before turning a page in his book.
"Smythe." A voice said from the cell door.
"Bullseye. It's been awhile. What do you want?"
"For wha-" Smythe looked up for the first time. What he saw was a hideously damaged and slightly deformed man who looked very little like Bullseye.
"Oh my god! What's wrong wi-"
"Let me make this simple for you. You're going to come with me and you're going to improve my army in every way possible. Or you're going to die here."
"So what happened to you?"
"The results of that magic hammer invasion a few years back. Why?"
"I take it, it didn't end well?"
"It ended better then I could've imagined."
"What does that mean?"
"You'll soon learn."
The elevator doors whirred open revealing a large lab with scientists crowding round tables with several Hand Elite guarding the room.
"Wait... is this what I think it is?"
"This is my father's technology!"
"I want you to create a modified version of a Spider Slayer."
"Part 1 of my plan is starting to begin."
Bullseye frowned before grabbing Smythe by the neck.
"None of your business."
Smythe gulped as Bullseye let him go.
"Get. To. Work."
Smythe quickly turned towards the table and started unfolding the Spider Slayer blueprints. Bullseye turned towards a door and tapped a code into the door's keypad.
"Master. You've arrived. The ritual is almost complete!" A Hand sorcerer said as Bullseye walked into the room.
"Excellent. All the souls have been collected?"
"The majority sir. Which should be more then enough."
Bullseye smiled as the ritual continued. Everything was going to plan.
"Master! The scrolls are required!" The sorcerer yelled as flame shot out from the ritual circle. Bullseye unraveled the scroll and held it towards the circle.