[ WP ] She always wanted to be a hero ... Now she 's working with the enemy .

( FORE NOTE: this was done on Reddit's iPhone app, so I apologize in advance if there are any errors with the grammar as that tends to happen often. ) 
 
 I stared at my boss, Matthew, mentally sighing. `` How did I even get myself in this mess in the first place? Working for a super villain? Really?'' I muttered, hoping I would n't be heard. `` Did you say something, May?'' `` Nothing.'' These short conversations happened often so I was used to them. I was not, however, used to what was to come later that day. 
 
 It was an average Monday morning, sunny and welcoming, yet still had too many birds chirping. `` I swear, it's like these d*mn birds' life goals are to wake me up every morning.'' I mumbled, getting out of bed to complete my morning routine. Once I had finished everything that had to be done, I started walking to work. While walking, I decided to listen to various songs on my phone. The first song that played happened to be `` Super Hero.'' I softly hummed along, continuing to get to work. The song ended just in time, as I had just arrived in front of the giant office building. Sighing, I walked inside to continue my daily routine. 
 
 The day has gone by relatively quickly, considering that I had dreamed of being a hero but ended up working for a villain. As I was about to leave, my boss called me into his office. `` Hello?'' I asked, slowly walking into his office. `` Is something wrong, Matthew?'' Calling my boss by his first name had become normal for me, as I had been called into his office more times than any of my coworkers had. `` Take a seat, May.'' I did as I was told, nervously awaiting what Matthew had to say. `` You're aware of the fact that one of the workers here has been thinking of becoming a hero, am I right?'' I nodded my head, hoping that he had no idea who this person was. `` Well, do you know who this person is?'' Knowing that I was as good as dead by now even if I did say something, I decided to stay silent. Matthew looked at me expectantly, as if he already knew the answer is give him. After staying silent for at least five minutes, I stood up and turned towards the door. `` Not so fast, May. I believe that you have something to tell me.'' 
 
 `` What are you talking about?'' 
 
 `` You're hiding something.'' 
 
 `` I'm not hiding anything.'' 
 
 `` Lies.'' 
 
 `` I'm not lying, Matthew!'' I yelled, obviously getting on one of his nerves. I was terrified. The most well known unspoken rule where I worked was that you never got on Matthew's nerves. I smiled nervously as he stood up from his desk, grabbed his hand gun, and approached me. `` Hey, Matthew. You okay?'' I asked, looking up at him to secure eye contact. He was glaring at me, a telltale sign that he was pissed off. Backing up, I felt the wall behind me as I tried my best not to tremble from fear. `` May, are you hiding something? Be honest with me.'' 
 
 `` I'm not hiding anything from you, Matthew. Why would you think I was?'' 
 
 `` It's not smart to lie to someone with a gun, you know.'' 
 
 `` But I'm not lying, I promise!'' As soon as I had said those six words, Matthew had crouched down a bit so he could maintain eye contact with me. `` May, tell me, are you on my side, the pathetic hero's side, or with the rest of society?'' To anyone else, it might have sounded like an average question is you switched out `` my side'' with `` the villain's side'' and removed the word `` pathetic,'' but I was not `` anyone else.'' To me, the question was more like be fired while possibly killed, definitely be killed, or keep life how it is now with no chance of changing it in the future. I had one chance to answer, and it meant how my entire life played out from now, if I'd even have one. Once I had answered, a gunshot resounded through the building. 
 
 ( Done, finally. This took a while to write, but it's done now. I should probably get some sleep now, though. That or continue looking at more writing prompts. I think I'll stick with writing prompts. )
