Thread: Villainous deeds, heroic dreams {Dawnella x ForeverMischievous]

Caitlin pursed her lips as she tilted her face lazily, resting her cheek in her palm while her other fingers played over the invitation she'd received. She'd read it several times, and she could scarcely believe the contents a man who's life she'd nearly ruined through her reporting, a man who's legacy and reputation had been damaged beyond repair because of her, had invited her to his home and promised to answer any questions she might ask, even offering in advance to let her record their session. In her little cubicle in the bay of reporters and journalists, she could scarcely hear herself think as she picked up her jacket and left, the heroine leaving on her desk a note to her editor and manager detailing what she'd received, along with a copy of the request by Jason. It had been a miracle that she'd been able to acquire the information, some of it stolen illegaly during her operations as the Vigilante termed Bombshell by the media. She'd been able to link him to various local gangs, but never enough to take him to court. It wasn't until she'd uncovered more incriminating evidence on an older case that she managed to present a scathing case against him that had ruined his reputation. Knowing her manager would understand her leaving early, she wrapped her scarf around her slender throat as she silently decided to accept his invitation. As she observed the cloudy skies, she could feel that it would rain later as she made her way home. Thinking to herself as she changed into a little black dress and knee high black leather boots for her interview, she emptied her matching purse as she replaced the contents with something that sated her nerves her costume, utility belt, tranquilizer pistol, and more appropriate footwear. She knew she was being paranoid Jason had invited her and her boss knew where she was going, but she had a sinking feeling that something awful might happen. Taking the tools of her secret identity helped to relieve those fears. LATER THAT EVENING After having met a driver from Jason in front of her apartment, Caitlin smiled sweetly at the man as he held the door for her, the faint beginning of a rainstorm falling in soft droplets around her. In the backseat of the car, she could see that he spared no expense the interior was made of expensive leather, the driver professional and well dressed, and the vehicle itself impeccable. Tapping her finger against the glass, she realized it was thick and bulletproof. Settling back into the comfortable and soft leather, she toyed with her recorder as the car took her outside of the city, past the suburbs and into the countryside where his mansion dominated the landscape. The sensation of feeling small filled her, and just before they arrived she thought to leave her boss a text before calling her sister to tell her she was about to arrive at his home. Pulling into the drive leading to the front of his home, Caitlin could see that the storm had intensified in the long drive luckily, it pulled under cover before the driver stopped the car and a butler opened the door with the simple words, Welcome. Offering to take her bag, Caitlin politely shook her head as she left the car, her long legs easing out as she stood up and was led into the entrance of his home before the butler spoke crisply, Jason will be with you soon. As she stood in the silent, lavishly decorated entrance, Caitlin shifted softly as she admired his home before turning her face as she heard footsteps coming her way.