Helena's Victory “Are the galvanic actuators in place?”Helena's Victory by *Tinyone234
“And the thermionic power cells?”
“Fully charged, Mistress!”
“And tell me you didn't forget to-”
“I installed the magma pylons this morning!”
On a catwalk overlooking the twisted machinery, clad in a revealing black-and-red leather outfit, stood Helena the Wicked, Duchess of the Mad and Bringer of Destruction. For years she had sought a way to bring all of existence under her thumb, and finally the means to do so were in her grasp. She smirked down at her deformed henchman.
“Brilliant, darling. Begin the initiation process. Tonight we destroy this miserable planet and every wretched excuse for life living on it.”
Greegle, her minion, hesitated. “I-if we destroy all of everything, where will we live?”
Helena casually waved the concern away with her hand. “Don't stress your primitive brain trying to understand my machinations.