[right][img]http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130626010736/marveldatabase/images/thumb/b/b8/Dr_doom.png/250px-Dr_doom.png[/img][/right] August 3rd, 2012. Friday, Midday. Doom International HQ. The dull drumming of Victor's fingers lightly dancing across his desk echoed through the quiet office as he anxiously waited the arrival of his guest. A week before he had apparently agreed to meeting a man he could hardly recall but something about this meeting was making Victor on edge. What exactly they needed to speak about was still a mystery to Victor. Reaching to his side and popping open one of the side drawers he pulled out an envelope with the name 'Dr William White' printed across with 'IMPORTANT' scrawled across the front. Lifting the contents out and spreading it across his immaculate desk he meticulously went through each word and broke them down in his mind. [i]'Dear Dr. von Doom, I am Dr Bill White, we worked together on an unmanned drone prototype a couple years back. Through contacts of my own I have come to learn of your interest in history specifically eastern european history, [i]eastern european history[/i] is something I am very good at you see. If you're ever interested in talking about it contact me. My number is enclosed. - Bill White'[/i] The words Eastern European hadn't been properly capitalized and was mentioned twice simultaneously. Clearly this was meant to catch Victor's attention, the only thing he could think this had to do with was his funding of the Latverian rebels. Could Dr. White wish to talk about this? Most likely but why was the question that had bugged him. He leaned back in his chair and considered the possibilities as he waited for the man, since he had already cleared his schedule for the entire day over this matter. Victor entertained the idea of Dr. White being some sort of assassin sent by enemies to stop Doom from funding the rebels. Placing his hand under the desk he could feel the cold metal grip of the gun he kept securely hidden directly under the desktop. As if on cue Beth's familiar voice broke the silence [b]"Sir Dr. Bill White is here for you. Shall I send him in?"[/b] Doom remained quiet for a moment before tapping the button and mumbling back [b]"Alright send him in."[/b] A few seconds later the sound of heavy foot steps could be heard outside his office followed by three distinct taps on the door. [b]"Come in Dr. White."[/b] Victor announced remaining slightly leaned back in his chair. As the door opened and the large figure of Dr. White entered Victor motioned to the plump leather chairs situated across from his desk. [b]"Hello, I'm glad we could meet today."[/b] Victor said while he watched Dr. White moved across the room Victor had a chance to inspect him, the man was slightly overweight, old and clearly out of shape. His head was balding and a pair of thick rimmed glasses clung to his fat head appearing to actually bend to accommodate it's size. The man sat with a huff and breathed for a few moments before he spoke. [b]"Hello Dr. Doom."[/b] the man spoke looking around the room cautiously. [b]"Please call me Victor"[/b] he said as he leaned forward and placed his elbows firmly on the desk [b]"Is something the matter doctor? You seem on edge."[/b] Dr. White appeared to consider the circumstances for a moment before leaning forward and speaking with a hushed voice [b]"Are we safe? Like.. Is the room secure?"[/b] Victor gave only a nod in response and was careful to keep his face stone cold. [b]"Okay. Listen Victor. I know what you're doing in Latveria and I didn't come here to stop you. I just.. I think you need to consider who or what you're up against here. This whole thing goes beyond Latveria. It is bigger than you or I or anything you can imagine."[/b] Dr. White paused trying to read Victor who remained silent before he began chewing his lip. Victor was trying to grasp exactly what he was getting at and could see Dr. White was beginning to look even more nervous than he did when he entered. Dr. White began growing frustrated with Victor's apparent lack of interest. [b]"I didn't come here for my own you know, I came here to warn someone so they don't end up like me and others who have come before me. They [i]know[/i] Victor, they know who you are, what you're doing, and they're actively trying to stop you. If you continu-"[/b] Victor had raised a finger and stopped the doctor in his tracks. [b]"Who. What are you talking about? Who am I supposed to be afraid of now?"[/b] Victor expressed as carefree as he could, trying to dispel any sense of fear that was beginning to stew in him. Dr. White leaned back and scratched his head before he started again [b]"Them. [i]They[/i] Victor. The ones in control. And they don't like what you're doing. People like me, scientists usually but sometimes soldiers or doctors or anyone who just finds out too much. You're given a choice either shut the hell up or they shut you up. Don't cause problems, that's what this society is all about. If you can just be a cog in the clock and do your part without making waves they'll let you go. But if you do what you're trying to do, they start slowly and before you know it everything around you is gone."[/b] Dr. White seemed very stressed at this point and let out a harsh sigh of discontent. Suddenly the doctor rose to his feet as if about to leave before going on again [b]"I really need you to stop, please. I can't stay here I gotta go but I need you to tell me you understand."[/b] Victor let go of his facade before he jumped up, placing a hand on Dr. White's chest to prevent him from leaving just yet [b]"I don't understand. Please tell me what is going on."[/b] Victor looked the doctor in the eyes and silently pleaded with him for information. The larger man sat down prompting Victor to relax and sit on the corner of his desk listening to every word coming out of Dr. White's mouth [b]"About two or maybe it was three years ago, back when the government caught wind of all this super people crap. I was part of a huge operation to try and create what they called 'defense protocols' against invasion from these super people. I got too curious and I began digging, the stuff I found was just the tip of the iceberg but that was too much as soon as they caught me I was given two basic choices. I didn't want trouble so I backed off and since then I'm constantly harassed and stressed. I'm followed and my calls are monitored. I.."[/b] Dr. White stopped for a moment holding back tears. Dr. White suddenly stood and walked quickly to the door before he spoke for the last time [b]"Just tell me you understand what you're getting involved with."[/b] [b]"Oh. I understand"[/b] Victor replied staring down Dr. White intensely. Bill White gave Victor one last look over before twisting the knob and walking out of his office. Now alone Victor exhaled heavily and began to understand now, why he couldn't get anywhere with the war and why the rebels were always on the losing end and why his father had died because men greedy and believed they had the right to do what they wanted. Placing himself back behind his desk, Victor's visage was iron as he stared at a blank point in the room and let his mind go. There was no way he was going to stand for this, Victor von Doom wasn't a man to be pushed around or back down to anyone especially those who thought they belonged above him. Nobody would stop Victor from getting what he needed done, the information Dr. White told him changes nothing. Latveria is done with oppression, Victor was done being a witness, the world is done with them he decided. If Victor wanted any chance at dealing with this level of authority he needed to carefully set up his pieces before the game begins but first it was time for lunch and he'd wasted his entire day worrying about Dr. White. Tapping the intercom to notify his secretary Victor heard Beth reply almost instantly [b]"Hello sir? What do you need?"[/b] [b]"I'm starving how do you feel about Mediterranean food today?"[/b] [b]"Sounds fantastic, I'll order your usual."[/b] Victor simply released his finger and leaned back smiling.