Tattletale messes Coil

Worse, the effect seemed to be spreading. Now, his Tattletale was starting to become unpredictable, as well, throwing off even more of his timelines, making any split suspect and susceptible to faulty results… He’d had to bench the Undersiders, just so that he could get anything done without worrying about inaccuracies.

It had been hard, the decision he’d eventually reached. His Tattletale was a very useful asset, and her power had been almost indispensable in a number of his ventures, particularly when it came to gathering information and discovering identities.

But no asset was absolutely irreplaceable, and between his powers and his pet, his Tattletale was a more acceptable sacrifice. Not an entirely expendable one, but more acceptable.

So, he’d set his plan in motion. Two snipers, picked from his most competent and least squeamish mercenaries, set to take both of his problems out at once. The interference of Vista and Glory Girl had been a surprise, but ultimately not one that was worth stopping for.

It should have been over, then. Should have. His marksmen had reported in their success, he’d chosen to keep that timeline, and it was all supposed to be over.

Until his teams had returned to base, informed him of their failure to eliminate or even secure their targets, and Coil had been left to wonder how things had still gone wrong.