"Sorry, sir, we couldn’t beat him. He’s stronger than we thought," one of the henchmen said.

"Where did you get the bodies?" the boss asked.

"We were at the bank, we just borrowed some bodies," another replied.

"So, there’s some kind of possessing power?" the boss questioned.

"Yes," another voice said, showing a photo. "And we’re not the only ones." The photo showed someone facing away from the camera with a mask in hand.

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"What?!" the boss exclaimed.

"Sorry, boss..."

"No, it’s perfect. I can get a body."

"Sir, I found a perfect match for you. It’s literally you," a henchman said.

"Perfect. I'll go later," the boss decided.

"And I found an exact match for me too..."

"I don’t care. Any more good news?"

"We got a sample," one henchman said angrily, holding a vial. "Just like you said."

"Perfect. We’ll save this for an emergency. Cree Per, work on it."

"Yes, Ste... I mean, boss," Cree Per corrected himself.

"As for the possessing power... Dr. Cree, make four more carpet dupers for more masks," the boss ordered.

"Sorry, sir, we’re saving some materials for Plan P.T.W., but we can make two more," Dr. Cree explained.

"Ugh, so many plans, but we’re going to execute both, and it’ll all be worth it. And you three, get him weaker. Distract him. Once we have his channel, we will be mighty. He almost has one million subscriber…”

"Eh, boss, shouldn’t we have a name and a profile picture or something?"

"Yes maybe the The Masklones” he said with a grin on his face and an evil laugh