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The Red Demon had sat quietly in his cell for the duration of his stay, neither plotting or aspiring to escape but simply recollecting on past events. He had been recently captured not once but twice, never before tasting defeat on such a level which nearly destroyed him. He vowed to never let this happen again, and what happens? Aliens. Freaking aliens invade and capture him. The universe basically just gave him the biggest middle finger, in his mind and opinion. He knew he would escape if he waited patiently and not caused a ruckus, giving them any reason to hurt or torture him. So far his plan worked, the aliens seemed to leave him alone most of the time, which allowed to better understand them as he watched them everyday when they passed the cells on this block not caring about what they were doing and what they saw. Something that kept him motivated as well was the fact that Annabella, who was known as Therma, was here as well. His nemesis, his old friend, his.......well it did not matter anymore because he was a villain and she was a hero end of story. He could for the life of him though get her out of his mind which pissed him off severely. Against his better thinking, he decided to taunt her while they were on this ship while he could. One because yes it was fun for him to make fun of the person who finally caught him. Two, and not that he would ever admit it, but he knew her quite well. He knew that at first she would stay strong but she needed some form of motivation. So he taunted her, trying to make sure she stayed energized and motivated until he could find a way to free them....no him. Just himself. He often mentally corrected himself at times like these.

The next series of events went by quite suddenly much to his suprise. Alarms started sounding, a new person who seemed human arrived, and started teleporting people in cells out. He did not like accepting someones help who was a stranger to him but never the less he needed out. He touched the collar that was strapped around his neck and sighed. Being unable to use his powers was a sort of drag, but he felt like he really wanted to hit something, oddly enough, so he did not mind at the moment.

The Red Demon grabbed the bars on his cell, and was suddenly transported out of his cell and into the hallway. He laughed slightly, seeing everyones confused or angry or happy faces, realizing he was about to embark on a fun adventure. Then he hunched over and nearly puked.

"[color=ed1c24]F***ing teleports[/color]"