[ WP ] You see the world and how sensitive everyone has become and decide to become a super villain to try and start world war three that way people will see how good they had it .

‘ And how many are you willing to kill for your purpose? ’ Ann was angry, but he couldn ’ t blame her. Things that he had done were atrocious and only sure road in front of him was leading straight to hell. 
 
 “ As much as I can, dear ” Jack finished his whiskey and lit up another cigarette “ Their only hope is that either cancer or cirrhosis gets me before i get to them. ” 
 
 Her face expressed both - disbelief in words she was hearing from a man she knew to be gentle and disgust with what he was doing. 
 
 “ But it ’ s not the way to do things! ” her eyes became watery and yet she still seemed as strong as she ever was. That was why he loved her. That was why so many years ago he let her go. And that was why he regretted that decision ever since. 
 
 “ In my case it is. I have two years left and that is by the most optimistic calculations. Most likely by the third wave I ’ ll be useless chunk of meat somewhere on a hospital bed. That ’ s when they ’ ll revolt and get their revenge. You see, I ’ m not the bad guy, just the one who does what must be done ” 
 
 “ Bullshit! Everything you say is bullshit! You ’ re just angry at the world and want to take revenge, because you got sick. Don ’ t try to turn it into some big idea about people complaining and not realising how good they have it! We still have wars. Hundreds of thousands are suffering from war and poverty and you decide that you will fuck up some internet nerds and that will make them see… see what? You ’ re just bringing more pain! You could have used your resources to help someone, but you choose something to feed your ego! ” now she was frustrated. All of her body screamed anger and yet she still sat there not trusting her own ability to change Jacks mind and yet it was the only chance she had. 
 
 “ You are right. ” Jack smiled as he poured himself another glass “ I could have helped a lot of people. But would it change much? If you put a homeless man into a house and feed him, does it make him become a successful man? Will he get a job and become one of the functioning members of society? Or will he continue to drink his life away like I do? Neither of us knows. It ’ s a 50/50 chance. And for me those odds are not enough! 
 You know what is one of the most motivational feelings? Fear. You will run, fight, claw through the mud until your fingers bleed if there is something that scares you. You will forget how cold your coffee was in the morning, you will forget who offended you, you will not care if somebody is gay, black or disabled. All you will care about is how to get away from that fear. And if you will find people who fear the same, you will stay near them, because they can help you run. And, when there are more and more of you, they will help you fight the fear. And that is what i want. I want them to find a real thing to fight against and something on TV or internet. I want to give them a real challenge for their life. I want to give them fear. I want to be their fear. I want them to come and kill me for I am something to worry about, not comments on some sites! And you will help me. ” Jack smiled as he lowered himself deeper into the chair awaiting inevitable question. 
 
 “ Help you how? ” she seemed more confused now than angry. 
 
 “ You ’ ll be my nemesis. Every villain needs a hero for he can not exist without one. And people will need hope as I will progress. They will need a leader. Also, someone will need to catch and kill me. And I ’ d prefer it would be someone worthy. Someone like you. And I have to say this beforehand - you can not refuse. ” 
 
 “ And why is that? ” 
 
 “ I got here because I ’ m better than most of them. And still, you are better than me - if you won ’ t save them, no one will. I ’ ll make sure of that. All you have to make sure of is doing everything you can to help them. Not an easy task, I ’ m sure but that ’ s how we ’ ll split this - your road goes to salvation, while mine straight to hell and currently we ’ re on a crossroad or, to be more precise T-junction. Good luck, Ann. You ’ ll need it. ” 

