Petty, I know, but what are you going to do?
I was just double checking my inventory of heat seeking mini-Sidewinder missiles for my combat hover chair when an eerie screeching sound erupted from behind me. Spinning around, I saw a thick cloud of black smoke filling my room.
Suppressing a cough, I stared in astonishment as a figure emerged from the smoke. A tall red man with wild hair and the most evil smile that any creature has ever worn. Mephisto.
"W-what *hack* do y-you want?" I asked, trying to catch my breath.
"Heh, heh, heh. I think you know, Xavier. We have unfinished business."
His voice was a twisted cackle that sent cold shivers down my spine.
"I, er, have no idea what you're talking about. Absolutely none."
His smile grew even broader, stretching inhumanly up into his cheeks. "Then you, my friend, shall die! AHA! HA! HA!"