Thread: Do You Remember Standing On a Broken Field? ~Boombox&YukiBlue~

Wily watched the large screen on his office wall in silent contemplation as his eyes followed the form of the girl he had been watching for the last three years coming towards his office and himself. His eyes gleamed slightly in anticipation and -- what could only be called -- apprehension as he waited for her uncontested entrance into his safe haven. He knew the reason why she was coming to him. She had every intention of being the harbinger of his death. Sadly, Albert had no intention of dying anytime soon and what he intended was something that could never be contested. And, if it was contested, he never lost. He had already proven that once before. Against the very brother of the one that would soon intrude upon his sanctuary. The very thought of what Joe had attempted caused anger to build up within him and he couldnt help but dig his finger nails deep within the leather of his chair. His face contorted into a look of rage as he allowed his anger to flow for only a moment before he forced it back down. He had successfully ended the problem, but the remembrance of that day only brought him anger. Alberts eyes flashed to a dark corner where one of his most trusted robots waited in hiding for his signal. Whether that signal would be to kill or capture would be up to the on slot of trouble heading his way. However, he had every hope that Gutsman would not be needed. Gutsman was just a precaution that he found necessary for his on mental security. Joe had gotten to close to his goal and Wily had no intention to have another close call like that again. Some would call this paranoia, but he only saw it as sensible. Especially sense he knew Julianas goal was to take his life. He just hoped that his plan would change her mind. He had been considering all of the options he had and he was personally favoring the act of trickery over any other idea he had came across. Calling for his blood or not, he couldnt help but see the usefulness she may have if she were only converted to his side. She was full of passion and passion was something that could be useful. He just had to twist her point of views towards his cause and he had every intention to play on her sympathies in hopes that she might join him. A little smirk crossed his lips as he tapped his fingers on the arms of his chair and took in a deep breath. He let out the breath slowly as he leaned forward, clicked a button on his desk, and watched as the screen changed to the front of his office right outside his door. It was when she reached that point that he would start his act. Until then, he pulled out the only remaining picture he had of him, Thomas, and Emily together. He looked at the image with a look of disgust on his face for only a moment remembering the moment. He had thought he had been happy then, but he now knew that Light had just been holding him back. Now he stood at the top of the world and Thomas was nothing more then a irritation that he would soon rid himself of forever. Something that he hoped Juliana would assist him in doing if his ploy worked on her. Turning his mind back to the then and their, Albert reached out and pushed another button that was on his desk. The sounds of the door to his office unlocking could clearly be heard as he schooled his expression into a look of sorrowful guilt and he placed the picture within a cupboard near at hand. Then he turned his chair so that the back of his chair face the door, then he turned his eyes back to the screen and he continued his silent wait. He knew that it wouldnt be long before his door opened and his target would enter. For better or for worse, there was no going back now and he couldnt help but feel confident that he would win. After all, as mentioned before, Albert Wily never lost anything he wanted to win.