Backstabbers

"Jeremy!" Paul called out, his voice echoing with a mixture of frustration and rage. "What are you doing here?"

He was seeing everything that he had imagined evaporate before his eyes and he could do nothing about it.

~WHISHHHHHH!~

The masked figure descended slowly, landing gracefully before them. Jeremy's mask concealed any expression, but Paul could sense the smugness radiating from him.

Even though he had an enhanced casual outfit on and not his former suit, he couldn't let go of his mask so he had made another to replace the first.

He suddenly started laughing out loud for no apparent reason. His laughter was a cold one that rang out harshly and sent shivers up the spine of those that heard it as they knew what he was capable of.

The team of leaders just looked at each other unsure of what to do. After a while, the laughter died down gradually and they waited for him to speak.