the villain with no redemption.
we find the white hat organization group on a journey together with mecha max who still is new to the organization for helping heroes and occasionally redeeming villains. they are walking together as max soon speaks up.
mecha max: hey, white, can i ask you something?
white hat: (in an up-beat country accent) well sure darlin~, you can ask me anything you like~ what's on your mind.
mecha max: (speaks sometimes with a nervous tone) well, it's just that. . . you're all about helping heroes right?
white hat: that's right, we help all kinds of heroes in the multi-universe and teach people how to be heroes!
mecha max: and you're also about trying to help villains and people become good by redeeming them right?
white hat: Abs! sol! lutely~ max. we try to see the best in people cause we believe everyone has good in them~
mecha max: well, that can't be easy right i mean there's a lot of bad people out there.
white hat: well sure, it's not always easy as pie to extend a hand to someone who's mean and acts pretty nasty to folks. sure, they might destroy your home but if you can make an enemy a friend then what's a few burned bridges amongst allies~ (he confidently says with a finger pointed up)
mecha max: but what if you can't make friends with them?
white hat: oh come on, nobodies that bad that you can't make friends with them~
mecha max: but what if they are! bad guys do all kinds of things, they destroy homes, hurt people or worse kill them and can commit terrible deeds that violate all decency and laws. you've been around and seen lot's of stuff! haven't you ever once met a bad guy that didn't want to change anything about themselves or atone for doing all the evil things they did?! i know we're good guys but didn't you every meet a villain you had to. . . i mean, did you ever kill someone?. . . white. . . white?. . . white?
(white hat's name echos as the question made him go still and remember. . . that moment)
*smack* as a sheet of wanted poster paper hits the table.
white hat deputy bot: they call him el diablo. he's the most wanted outlaw in these here parts.
white hat: (cheerful tone) you ever notice that a lot of bandits call themselves el diablo? Why do they do that a lot?
white hat deputy bot: sir focus, he's been terrorizing the place ever since he arrived and he’s been a menace to everyone.
white hat: oh take it easy now, i’m sure this will be just like all the other desperados we’ve dealt with.
white hat deputy bot 2: i don’t know sir, he’s robbed trains and banks with his gang, shoots at things for no reason and even burned down a whole farm using weird powers. You sure we can handle this guy?
White hat: trust me, I’ve dealt we people like him all the time~, if you just take the time to get to know them you find they aren’t as bad as they seem and if that doesn’t work we’ll just stop this silly billy bandit from hurting people until he learns that for every enemy you make is just a friend you need~ how hard could it be. . . be. . . be (echos)
(suddenly a burst of events flash across the screen for the audience) a figure in a black outlaw western outfit kicks a door down and shoots someone as a scream rings out, white hat meets a kid as they say “you’re gonna help us aren’t cha?”, a town is terrorized as the first meet up between white hat and Diablo ends badly with white tied up and he watches; white hat: why?!? El Diablo: no reason. . . (Has a sharp grin) I just like doing things like that~., a water mill house is ransacked with people left hanging by the noose by the door. . . It’s a whole family with kids, el Diablo leaves a taunting message for white hat at a destroyed mine about taking him down, one of the white hat bots bust through a door; “they took the kid!” , the white hat bots arrive at el Diablo hideout at stand before him; “we have a message from our boss”.
. . . It’s almost high noon as white hat stands out in the open in the middle of town, a moth weakly flaps its wings before landing on white hats back hand to recover a little, white hat looks over and sees its a deathhead moth as it waits a few seconds before flapping off and a figure in black appears on the street suddenly.
white hat: (in a neutral monotone) what took you so long?
el Diablo: well I came as fast as I could~ (he says mockingly)
el Diablo: oh~ you mean these tin cans~ (he holds up the severed heads of white hats deputy bots) since all you wanted was the kid I didn’t think you’d care much what happens to them fancy metal men~ (he tosses them towards white hat disrespectfully as the land and roll close to him)
white hat tilts his head to look at them and back to el Diablo.
el Diablo: oh no~ don’t tell me them robots had one of those personality chips in them. . . My mistake~ (he shrugs his arms and shoulders up before giving a sadistic smile and evil chuckle)
White hat: (trying not to let Diablo get to him) where’s the kid?
el Diablo: . . .she’s right over there~ (he points with his thumb)
a young girl of 7 steps out from a doorway with a tall mangy scraggly crazy eyed anthropomorphic prairie dog pointing a pistol at their side with their finger on the hair trigger.
el Diablo: just waiting for us to finish our little duel here.
White hat looks to the scared nervous child with a stare and then glares right at el Diablo with distain and furled eyebrows.
El Diablo: wait, don’t tell me (he puts his hand up and then fixes his clothes and hat a little then speaks in a phony tone) you’re under arrest. . . (Grins) Heh heh ha ha ha~
white hat: . . . You (tilts his hat to one side to cover his face) . . . wish. . . (He gets into a stance with his hand hovering next to his holster)
el Diablo has that still evil grin on his face but it almost looks excited now as he moves into his own pose with two hands ready to draw his weapons staring down white hat like he has him in his sights.
(There’s an overhead shot of the street and town as we see el Diablo and a tumbleweed rolls by before the camera pans to white hat and a creaking window swings, the town is quiet as not a soul peeks from wherever they hide in the houses and hands close doors and windows. We pan around white hats back with a small glimpse of Diablo far away before fading to see Diablo’s back with a fly buzzing by and white hat is seen from afar. The air is filled with tension as the two stare the other down; white hat focused and calculating with a sweat bead running down his face. El Diablo’s yellow almost lizard looking eye peering and sharp like a predator ready to strike and a string of drool drips from his mouth. The kid feels almost breathless as they hold on to the moment and waits with baited breath for it to end; the prairie dog minion looks nervously on as he feels jittery like his finger will slip and prematurely shot the little girl. And the bell tower clock has almost ticked to noon. White hat’s eye narrows; Diablo’s hands twitch, we see an over the shoulder shot of each persons view of their opponent, the clock ticks down. . . Tick. . . Tick. . .tick. . .tick. . .tick. . . Tick- DONG!)
White hat and el Diablo move quickly! “BANG!”. . . El Diablo stands with two revolvers drawn. . . The kid is frozen in place and the prairie dog stares from the floor with an injured hand; frightened to move. . . White hat. . . Is left posing with one gun drawn in the direction of where the girl was and another gun pointed in a sleight of hand way towards el Diablo and both weapons have smoke coming out the chamber barrels. . . El Diablo’s guns. . . Have no smoke. . . Not a shot was fired. . . The minion’s gun falls from the sky to the ground as it was shot from his hand. . . El Diablo’s arms fall down before he falls to his knees and his body slumps forward to the dirt; dead from being shot.
white hat shifts his body to stand tall as-white. . . White. . . WHITE!
(The flashback ends) white hat: huh?
mecha max: hey are you ok?! You just stared off into your own world and you stoped moving for like 30 minutes! What happened! was it because of what I said? Oh my god I am so sorry I didn’t think I-
white hat: whoa whoa whoa whoa calm down max calm down it’s alright, I just. . . Remembered something I haven’t thought of for a long, long time. But I’m okay I promise.
mecha max: alright if you say so. . . I’m still real sorry though.
white hat: hey no harm no foul~ just an old veteran remembering one of his old hero stories from way back when, maybe I’ll tell you about it one day, it’s a real good one~ like one of those old western movies! (he went to acting like his cheerful self again)
mecha max: whoa cool~ i bet you got like all kinds of neat western stories! Did you ever foil a train robbery while still on the train.
white hat; wooo girl I can not tell you how many train stories I’ve got~ there was this one time- (as he tells max one story; they continue their journey onwards, with one past adventure remembered sorrowfully and another being told fondly to a new generation of heroes)
