It was a gloomy day, like no other. The dark grey clouds were passing over the Valentine manor slowly. The sun completely hidden, while the thunder roared loudly and the lightning came in bright flashes. But however, deep within the manor basement was a room, an empty room, or so it seemed. In the room was a single throne on the back wall, the throne was outfitted with wireless buttons which just about controlled everything in the mansion. Sitting in this throne was none other than the nefarious Zombieluck himself. Sitting casually in his specialty made throne with a calm and composed facial expression on display. The Conqueror wore an assortment of leather, a short crimson red cloak the collar was neck-high, just high enough where it just covered the bottom of his chin. Holstered on his right hip was the notorious triple barrel assault pistol, The Cerberus. Outfitted with specialty made rounds. With both his arms resting on the armrests of his throne, the notorious conqueror raised his right index finger and pressed down on a single button, this button would set off an alarm that was only meant for two people.
The wooden door creaked softly as it was opened, a fairly tall fellow entered through the doorway of the throne room. He was a strange fellow. He wore a silver Mako suit, with straight jacket arms. Over his mouth he had an assortment of metal covering his mouth and wrapped around his head. Another interesting feature was the metal apparatus, that hung from his back like a pair of wings, at the joints of these wings were a set of claws which were made for the fellows customized dual assault pistols, but right now the pistols were holstered at each of his thighs. Following behind the mechanical angel was yet another tall individual who smelt of graveyard dirt and decaying flesh, this was normal for this man, since he was brought back to life thanks to Zombieluck. He wore his usual attire which consisted of a black onyx black cloak and at the bottom was a red cloud pattern, the interior was red, about the same shade as the clouds.The collar was about neck high, but it was open to the cloak was revealing his muscular chest, and stitches. His wore red and green, monstrous. Is what the people called them. Quickly the two would kneel before their creator, in a delicate manner.
"Nero.. Umbra.. I called you both here today.. Well because, I feel that we will have a visitor.. Shortly. I'd like it if the two of you brought him before me.. Alive for questioning." The Devil ordered calmly, lifting up his right arm without removing his elbow from the armrest, but instead placed his chin in the center of his palm. "What does this.. Visitor.. Look like?" Umbra asked curiously. "It shouldn't be to hard to spot this man.. or woman. Since it's my clone army that is roaming the halls of the manor. he he." Nero replied telepathically. "Whoever this man.. or woman is, I want them brought to me alive.. If you have too.. Ruff him up a bit." Zombieluck murmured under his breath, just loud enough so his two experiments could hear him. "As you wish.. My Brother.. I will not fail you." The mechanical angel stated telepathically coolly, while Umbra had a relaxed facial expression on display. "Whatever you say.. My lord." He bowed once more after he stood to his feet and walked over to the door. Nero would quickly follow behind, closing the wooden door behind him. Zombieluck would sit back in his throne, removing his chin from his palm as he pressed down on yet another button with his right index finger. A medium sized monitor would lower itself as it revealed the entire manor from the outside, but yet another monitor was lowered and showed everything from the inside. This way The Mastermind could see everything the was going on with just the push of a button.