Simon nodded slowly, slightly intimidated. He then led the group inside the room. "We used to be a feared and respected group, hidden in the shadows. Now look at us..." The Plague Doctor monologued, mostly to himself.
"What did happen to you?" Justin inquired.
"We seemed to be the only people who knew that there was a problem with humanity. A plague. We knew the cure, but nobody would listen. They didn't want to listen. We were cast out. But like a young child who refused to take their cough syrup, we made them take the cure." The Plague Doctor clenched his fists. "Everything had gone so well at first. The event we had planned for nearly 700 years had almost reached completion. We even summoned our savior into the world, the Divine being who would cleanse us. But we were stopped in the end, and everything blew up in our face. We were forced into hiding...until 40 years later. I had helped resurrect our leader, who was soon followed by a great Messiah, who heralded The Great Transition at hand. Soon afterwards, the Xir'algath arrived." Simon turned back to Marissa and Jeff. "We then realized that they were the cure, but I also found out what it felt like as the stubborn child refusing to take their medicine. As the Xir'algath had come to save us, some...heroes stood in our way: The Majestic League-again. We turned to our leader for protection and leadership, but he turned his back and abandoned Earth when everything went wrong. Now, I have assumed the role as leader of this group. And I know how to stop the Xir'algath."
Simon suddenly turned to Jeff. "Where are you from, boy? There's something that seems powerful about your presence."