[ WP ] Write from the Villain 's perspective as they comes face to face with the Hero of the story in one final epic showdown . However give a twist to the villain as to why he has done what he has done .

I tell Vince and the rest of his crew to find a way out of the building any way they can. I've lost too many good people already to justify losing them too. They're reluctant at first, protesting the order. They've heard the damage done on the floors below and they're worried about me. I do n't say anything and Vince corrals them to the stairwell, nodding to me before heading down himself. He's got a husband and two kids at home. A lot of people here are in the same boat, or at least they were. I do n't know how many have fallen. Everything's set up though so their families are taken care of, at least for a little while. Relocation, new identities, new jobs, new schools, the works. They may not have known what we did here but they should n't have to pay more than they already have just for having a family member working for us. I can go a little easier knowing I've done that right at least. I hear the elevator open up down the hall. The doors to my office open, and there he is, my would be assassin, shotgun in hand, spattered with the blood of my people. 
 
 “ All finished then? ” I ask. He nods, leveling the shotgun to my chest. He fires and I'm temporarily blinded by the muzzle flash. My ears are ringing and I feel warm liquid dripping down my gut but not much else. He reloads. Two more shots. Those would be the security cameras. I keep my eyes closed, still slumped in my chair. 
 
 “ You can get up now, ” he says, walking over to me. 
 
 “ Look real to you? Can never really tell with squibs. ” 
 
 “ Should look good to the cameras. What about your man Vince and his crew? ” 
 
 “ Someone needs to spread the rumors of my demise. Whole company taken down by a one man death squad with a childhood grudge after his entire village was destroyed with an experimental weaponized virus? Happens more than you'd think. Great for business, fewer competitors. Your background was thorough, the story should stick. I walk out of here a dead man, and we both make out like kings. Happily ever after. ” 
 
 He takes some shells from his pocket and reloads the shotgun. “ Yeah, ” he says, pointing the barrel towards me, “ or something like that. ” I see him pull the trigger, but I do n't hear the shot.
