You attacked my home. You, who claim to do "good". Statesman and his holier than thou band of minions. Your actions killed and slaughtered those on the streets. Longbow agents running through the shanty towns and destroying all those that would try to stand against them... until we stopped you.
We came to this place to find peace and freedom from your tyranny. Able to live and choose what we wanted. Not forced to conform to your view of utopia. Now, you came and destroyed what little I had. In my battle along side countless defenders of our homeland, the Rogue Isles, I fought your heroes. I was there to watch Back Alley Brawler fall. My minions layed the blow that sent Agent Abbot back to his hole. We fought like warriors, we fought like champions, we fought for our homes and families.
Then it all went black. Like a knife through my mind I could feel Sister Psyches attack. I could feel my grasp of my minions slide from me. I could hear the hopes of our freedom falling away. The voices of the dead fell silent to me.
Today I awoke back in the Zig. The news tells of Statesman's victory, but between the lines I can read that we won. For me it was a pyric victory. My powers are gone, my freedom contained... but my wrath endures.
Know this, Paragon City. Your "heroes" have awoken a sleeping dragon. You have kicked over the rock that hid the pit of vipers. For if even my comrades don't stand up to you... I will. These bars will not hold me. These papier-mâché walls can not contain me. Sister Psyche did not do as good of a job as she had hoped... I can feel my powers returning. I hear the call of the dead once again.
I will come for you Paragon City. I will drive my teeth in to the neck of your hope and freedom. My minions will feast on the brains of the fallen, until the blood shed by my people is paid back a hundred fold. You will know no rest. You will know no peace. Vengence for the sins of your Statesman will be mine. You will know that I, Jepetto, the great manipulator, will be there pulling the strings as your city burns.
Sleep well tonight citizens. You have precious few left to enjoy.
-Jepetto
