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chaotic-orphan · 1 month

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Hi, are you still continuing vendetta? It was really good, cant wait for the next part! no rush though :)

Vendetta — part six

Read part one here

Continued from here

I finally got around to finishing this!!!! Honestly, I had the plot, the ideas, everything sorted and then I blanked because — GUESS WHO DIDN’T CONSIDER HERO’S POWER?!?!!! It was me :] anyways! It is done!!!

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Villain led Hero and Vigilante back out through the hole in the med bay towards the courtyard of the Guild where Hero had spent many hours training and sparring throughout their life. Superhero used to stand on the raised platform at the top of the courtyard so they could observe everyone’s progress during training. Now it was empty and it left a numb feeling in Hero’s chest.

Villain marched them up the platform steps and towards the back of it, to the Guild offices. Hero frowned. Why was Villain taking the time to ensure they weren’t seen? Hero could hear the commotion of Villains somewhere in and around the Guild, why not parade them through the masses?

Hero stepped closer to Vigilante when Villain opened the door for them and nodded at them to walk through.

“Stay close to me,” Vigilante whispered as they obeyed Villain’s order.

Hero didn’t need to be told twice. Hero didn’t know how many times they had been through here, how packed with people it used to be. People Hero knew. Now it was empty, it left a hole in Hero’s heart. Now they only had Vigilante to cling to for it to feel normal. They passed Doctor’s office, other Hero’s office and went straight for Superhero’s. Dread pooled in Hero’s gut as Villain knocked on the door.

“Enter,” a voice called from inside that wasn’t Superhero. Villain smiled at Hero, then opened the door. Villain pushed Vigilante ahead of them with a quick, hard shove. Vigilante stumbled forward, barely catching themselves. Villain didn’t give them a second before they delivered another hard shove that sent Vigilante to their knees in front of Superhero’s desk.

Except Superhero wasn’t sitting behind the desk.

Hero’s feet refused to move. They were rooted in place just inside the doorway because Villain blocked their only exit route behind them. They just stood in the doorway, mind going blank with horror as they faced Supervillain.

Supervillain sitting in Superhero’s chair. Where Superhero should be sitting, where they always sat but instead the cause of all Hero’s nightmares and grief occupied the spot instead.

This was the man that killed Doctor, that ordered for Doctor to die; for Hero to die. That forced Vigilante to kill that girl and Hero to fight more battles than they ever should have seen.

The cause for Hero’s entire world being on fire.

Supervillain smiled at Hero briefly, then his eyes went to Vigilante. The smile remained on his face but his eyes turned sharper, something cruel glinting in them. Something monstrous and hungry.

“Vigilante, so nice of you to drop by. I heard you joined the other side,” he said, his voice liquid smooth like mercury, both alluring and dangerous. There was a soft rumble to it in the back of his throat that made it that much more enticing, like you wanted to listen to him.

“I’m on Hero’s side,” Vigilante spat. “Not yours or the Heroes.”

“You put yourself in opposition to me, Vigilante. I don’t care for the reason, but,” Supervillain said, eyes flickering up to Hero who stood frozen at the door. “Fat lot of good it did you considering you’re both here now.”

Hero should do something. They should do… something! Think of a clever way out or something they could bargain with but their mind was blank, too busy sending racing thoughts zooming through their mind like shooting stars, too fast to catch, than having the ability to think properly. Everything in their chest seemed to lodge at the base of their throat and they were surprised they were still able to breathe normally.

“Yeah? Untie me and we’ll see how much good I can inflict.”

Supervillain laughed, Hero flinched at the sound. The reaction didn’t go unnoticed. Two ice coloured eyes found Hero’s and froze them in place even more so than before. Supervillain’s lips spread into a charming smile, exposing the contours of his face and jaw.

“Are you frightened, little Hero?” Supervillain asked, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at Hero. Vigilante glanced at Hero over their shoulder before getting to their feet and stepping in Supervillain’s view.

“Don’t look at them when I’m talking to you,” Vigilante spat. Supervillain let out a small huff of a laugh. As if Vigilante was a puppy puffing out it’s chest.

“I always admired your scrappy nature, Vigilante. It’s what endeared Villain to you in the first place.”

“Let me go and I’ll show you just how adorable I can be.”

“No need,” Supervillain said getting to his feet. The wooden legs of the chair scrapped against the wooden floor. Hero was too aware that their entire body had started to tremble during Vigilante’s and Supervillain’s chat.

They couldn’t move.

They couldn’t breathe.

They couldn’t…

stop…

shaking.

They should be right beside Vigilante defending them. Instead they stood useless. Watching everything as if it was on television… it seemed so unreal, so faraway. Their body felt so far from reach and they couldn’t order it to move, to react — to do anything but shake uselessly beside the door.

Supervillain walked around the desk and raised his hand to backhand Vigilante.

Hero’s heart lurched in their chest.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

Supervillain’s arm twitched, the movement telling of his intention to hurt Vigilante. Vigilante hadn’t stepped back, instead they bared their teeth, a flash of white pulling their lips into a vicious grimace. Accepting their fate but it didn’t matter.

Suddenly Hero was the subject of two grinning eyes gleaming down at them. They didn’t know they had moved until their eyes registered that Supervillain now stood in front of them, smile as sharp as barbed wire, and hungrier than a starved lion’s.

Hero tightened their grip on Supervillain’s wrist in their steady hand, Vigilante pushed behind them protectively with their other.

“Ah,” Supervillain said softly. “There you are, little Hero.”

Hero’s heart crashed against their chest hard, more jarring then being stranded in the desert. Fear circled in their gut like a vulture waiting for its quarry to die.

“Here I am,” Hero replied, voice even and steady. How the fuck was their voice so even?! They didn’t want to question it in case the courage decided to abandon them. “That means you don’t lay a finger on Vigilante.”

Hero shoved Supervillain’s hand back towards his chest, who smiled at the audacity of them. Hero stood sturdier than a wall between Supervillain and Villain on one side, and Vigilante protected behind them.

Supervillain’s smile grew more into a grin as he looked down at Hero. “You really are as magnificent as they say.”

Hero tilted their head up. “Wish I could return the compliment.”

“So bold, Hero. I guess Superhero never thought to put manners on you.”

“They were too busy training me to beat Villains like you.”

A warm chest pressed against Hero’s back. Vigilante whispered a soft, exasperated: “Hero.”

Supervillain noticed the warning, eyes flashing back to Vigilante. “Hey,” Hero said, gaining Supervillain’s attention again. “You’re taking to me. Don’t look at Vigilante.”

“But they did such a good job of getting you here,” Supervillain purred. Cruel eyes met Hero’s, and Hero would be lying if they said their stomach didn’t twist into knots at the thought of Vigilante betraying them but they knew Vigilante would never do that. Supervillain was just trying to scare them.

“Nice try, maybe have Villain not tie them up next time and I’ll believe you.”

“Oh so cute. You think there will be a next time, for Vigilante, hmm?”

Hero froze at the question. They hadn’t ever considered being without Vigilante, not being able to see them. But surely… surely Supervillain couldn’t do that, could he?

Supervillain leaned down close to Hero, and Hero, thankfully didn’t flinch at the closeness. They did, however, flinch when Supervillain said: “gotcha” with a chilling smile.

Hero didn’t know Supervillain’s plan, their power, that’s something he had always kept close to the chest so Hero just assumed he was powerless but what if he wasn’t? What then? Supervillain didn’t make any information public or readily available, his closest circle were all loyal to a fault— so what… was his power? Did he have one? Was he just trying to scare Hero?

Supervillain straightened, all humour gone from his face.

“Thank you, Villain, for bringing them both to me. As a reward, I’ll let you decide what you want to do with Vigilante.”

“No,” Vigilante ground out. Hero was frozen, again. Useless! So useless. Their hands itched to reach for their swords but their swords were safely in the possession of Villain, far from Hero. If they moved to Villain first then that would leave Vigilante open for Supervillain and somehow Hero trusted Villain more than Supervillain.

Villain wasn’t going to kill Vigilante, they had said so!

Hero stood powerless in front of Supervillain.

“Thank you, Supervillain,” said Villain. Then he moved towards Vigilante and Hero twisted hands spread out but they couldn’t do anything if Supervillain and Villain attacked at once.

“Come on Hero,” said Villain with a knowing stare.

Hero just bared their teeth in reply. Then there was a hand on Hero’s shoulder and one on their wrist, twisting Hero’s arm up their back. Hero gasped as they felt the familiar wash of ice through their veins when their ability was subduing another powered individual’s.

So Supervillain did have an ability.

“Hah,” Supervillain breathed behind Hero, pausing for a moment. “I knew it. No wonder Superhero kept you so close.”

Hero didn’t reply. They just slammed their head backwards. It stopped before impact and Hero could feel Villain’s power holding them. Shit. They needed Supervillain to stop touching them or they were going to lose Vigilante.

Villain was already behind Vigilante their hand on the back of Vigilante’s neck. Villain tilted their head at Supervillain.

“Do you want their swords?”

“Yeah,” Supervillain said behind Hero and Hero shot backwards. Supervillain quickly subduing them again by pushing their wrist further up their back until Hero cried out. “Leave them anywhere. That will be all. Thank you, Villain.”

“Hero!” Vigilante cried, struggling against Villain’s hold until they went still. Vigilante’s eyes met Hero’s with a determined desperation in them and Hero shook their head as tears sprung to their eyes. “We’ll get out of this, okay? Somehow. I’ll find you again!”

“I love you,” Hero whispered, not caring that the villains could hear them. Villain started to drag Vigilante from the office, steering him half with his power and half with his hands.

“I’ll find you Hero!” Vigilante yelled. “I love you, Hero. I’ll always—”

Hero started crying freely when Villain took Vigilante’s voice. Supervillain’s grip tightened on Hero’s wrist at the quiet hitches in Hero’s breath that was all too telling, but they didn’t care. They didn’t care if Supervillain knew they were crying or not, this wasn’t supposed to end like this!

The Villains weren’t supposed to win! And where the fuck was Superhero in all this? Why weren’t they stopping Supervillain?

Hero froze when a hand went to the top of their hair. Fingers lacing through the strands and running down, before starting from the top again.

“Sssh, sh, shh like Hero,” said Supervillain, while they pet Hero like a dog. Was he trying to be soothing or did he know this was creepy?! “Everything will be over soon enough. All this fighting. You’ll see how pointless it was to go against me in the first place.”

Hero shuddered at his voice, the certainty of his words but they were too tired to fight back anymore. Their heart still aching for Vigilante and the terror of not knowing where they were or what was being done to them.

Supervillain’s next words chilled Hero to the bone. “I think it’s time to rally the troops, don’t you?”

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random-writing-thoughts · 9 months

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Thought #220

"Make sure you lock your doors tonight. They said that the burglar ran down the alleyways and might be back."

Hero nodded as their neighbor told them about the burglary that happened last night.

"I will definitely make sure my house is locked up. Thanks for the warning."

Hero closed the door and locked it. They walked to their back door and made sure that was locked.

They sighed and walked upstairs to their living room. They grabbed the remote and dropped to the couch.

"Have to be careful in a neighborhood like this." A voice said from Hero's right.

They jumped to their feet. Vigilante walked out with a large smile.

"How did you-"

Vigilante held up their hand. "No questions. I just need a place to hide for a while. Are you going to be a willing participant or an unwilling one."

Hero ran towards the stairs.

"Unwilling it is." Vigilante grabbed Hero by the arm and pulled them back.

Hero shrieked and pushed against Vigilante.

"Just be-" Vigilante threw Hero over their shoulders. "More willing and this will be so much easier for you."

Hero pounded at Vigilante's back.

Vigilante chuckled. "I would have expected more from you Hero."

Hero froze.

"Oh yeah, I know who you are." Vigilante continued through the house. "Guess my luck just keeps getting better."

#hero #hero x vigilante #vigilante x hero #vigilante #hero prompts #writeblr #writing prompt #dialogue prompts #story prompt #writing #random thoughts #thoughts #prompt #short prompt #female writers

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avvail · 2 years

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prompt #58

tw: guns, implied betrayal

“Vigilante?”

Hero’s voice trembled as they spoke, lowering their gun as a flash of fear and shock filled their eyes. “Is that you?”

Their teammates stopped firing at the sound of their voice, heads bobbing up in confusion. They exchanged confuses glances, and even their target’s henchmen had frozen, fingers lifting off their triggers. The target’s head tilts with intrigue.

“Hero?”

They both rush to take their helmets off, their eyes widening as they finally get a look each other’s face. Hero dropped the gun without a thought, rushing forward to embrace Vigilante firmly.

“I haven’t seen you since the Opitim Massacre on Forak-4! I thought you were dead!” They cried into their chest, almost melting when the vigilante returned their embrace with matching eagerness.

“I was told you got caught in the blast that destroyed Allridium City. I lost contact with the team. I barely made it out alive.”

The hero felt like crying. “I missed you so much.”

Vigilante gently wedged a knife from their waist as their henchmen raised their guns. “Yeah, I missed you too, old friend.”

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late-night-tourist-attraction · 1 year

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# 9

Mac & Cheese for Two

A/N: warning, there is none.

" HERO, I swear to god!!! if you don't shut up, I will snap you like a glow stick and make you walk home on your own!" The Villain had said with clenched teeth.

The hero slightly opened their mouth, but before they could even get a word out the villain had already beaten them to it.

" NOPE!!!"

"NUH UH!"

"NO!"

"QUITE!"

"I have heard more than enough about YOU and VIGILANTES falling out, so I don't want to hear another peep out of you!!!" The Villain growled out once more before sharply turning down the road.

The hero glanced out the car window with sad eyes and gave a heartbroken sigh before promptly playing with the window buttons and seat.

"Maybe vigilante wa-" but before the hero could even continue, the villain had already interjected once again.

The villain's deep frown softened for a moment, and without warning the villain's soft side had started to slipped out.

" I don't want to hear anymore about this until after we've both reached my place, changed clothes, showered and got dinner, ok?" The Villain had said with a much softer tone.

For a moment the hero remained silent, but with a hesitant breath the hero had agreed if only on one condition. " Can we have Mac & cheese?"

With a reluctant sigh of their own the villain had caved in to the hero's request. "Yes we can have Mac & cheese."

#creative writing #hero prompt #villain prompt #hero #hero and villain #villain #villain and hero #villain x hero #late night tourist attraction prompt #hero x villain #heartbroken hero #maybe bestfrined villain #vigilante x hero #vigilante x hero breakup #nice villain #villain roomate

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6leafypot9 · 10 months

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Hero & Villain Pair Ideas 3

*I'm back with part 3!!! I haven't been able to write or finish my wips as much as I want to because I'm about to graduate, so I'm posting this for now.*

Grumpy!Villain x Retired!Hero x Civilian

Hero and Civilian are finally able to move in together! They have a new house, a new dog, and a new neighbor! They bump into Villain in the middle of screaming at his henchmen over the phone. They have no idea who Villain is and fall in love, nobody knows if Villain has the same feelings though.

Sidekick x Right Hand

Just two bros sharing a smoothie, holding hands, and watching their boss fight each other. Definitely no homo.

Supervillain x Chef!Henchman

Henchman only exists for one reason, and that's to serve Supervillain all the sweets they could ever want. Supervillain also exists for one reason, and that's to marry Hennchman. What? What do you mean he skipped a few stages?

Vigilante x Retired!Vigilante

Vigilante is a hardcore fan of Retired, and ever since they stopped their hero work, Vigilante wanted to live up to Retired's name. Vigilante is unaware that he's roommates with the said ex-vigilante. Retired is just trying to make sure his dumbass friend doesn't get himself killed.

Retired!Villain x Retired!Hero

Basically, the two of them got tired of their game and decided to live a cottagecore life with each other. Bonus points if their old sidekicks (who are now the new Hero and Villain) find them in the middle of a romantic picnic.

Corrupt!Hero x Anti-Hero x Villain

They heores are partners, Corrupt does suspicious things like using money from donations and lying about how fights happen. They think Anti has no clue, but in reality, Anti-Hero is on Villain's lap and they're both gushing about Corrupt.

Chaotic!Villain x Scientist x Monster!Villain

Somebody help the poor scientist, they just wanted to experiment on people, not get bothered by two terrifying beings! Tell Chaotic to get off their lap and tell Monster, that no, leaving a decapitated head on their doorstep is not romantic.

SuperVillain x Stoner!Civilian

SuperVillain lands in an alley badly wounded, sees Civilian and threatens them. Civilian, who is high as kite, gives 0 shits and offers SuperVillain some weed.

Superhero x Flirty!Secretary

Somebody tell these two to lock the door, nobody wants to see them doing the dirty on the meeting room's table.

Barista!Civilian x Monster!Villain

Lord have mercy on the poor soul that decides to try and rob the cafe, or kidnap the barista, because heaven knows Monster is gonna have their entrails hanging as decoration.

Scientist x Stoner!Civilian

Scientist uses Civilian to test their drugs. Civilian is A-OK with this because the scientist is cute and the trip is good.

Monster!Hero x Vigilante

The hero society is corrupt and treats Hero like they're an animal. Experimentation, bad living conditions and hardly any pay. Vigilante notices and decides to basically bribe Hero with food into living with them instead. They reveal the hero society's wrongdoings too.

Retired!Hero x SuperHero

Retired quits (gets fired) being a hero and is struggling with money. SuperHero who has been pining for them since they first joined the hero society, is happy to be sugar daddy. Retired is too tsundere though, so a lot of bonding has to be done.

Himbo!Civilian x Hero

Hero finds Civilian facedown in their dumpster, Civilian who is awake and very much out of it, calls Hero pretty and passes out. Hero gets blushy and decides that they will be responsible for this idiot from now on.

Himbo!Villain x Henchman x RightHand

Villain is stupid as rocks and RightHand is the one usually making the plans (they still add what Villain wants though cause they're whipped.) Henchman has no idea and idolizes Villain. It's a comical relationship where RightHand might need some more headache medicine.

*There you go, I am working as fast as I can on my ao3 fics I swear-*

Parts: 1 , 2 , [here]

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notthehero · 1 year

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The vigilante passed out on the couch bleeding after a fight. They forgot their unknowing longtime partner, the hero, just moved in with them.

#prompt #hero #superhero #hero x vigilante #vigilante #vigilante x hero #vigilante x superhero #superhero x vigilante

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she-wolf09231982 · 2 years

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Chapter 3: Dirrty Adrian

Author Note: 18+ only, Mature Audience, Vigilante/Adrian Chase x Female, Y/N, Fluff, Detailed Smut, Consensual/Unprotected Sex, P/V, Cursing/Explicit Language, Military/Law Enforcement Terminology, Mentions of weaponry/Violence, Movie/TV show references, Italics signify flashbacks and character's thoughts.

Summary: You leave the bar with Adrian and the night leads you to his bedroom.

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Adrian paid the tab, and you walked out together. It was still early-ish so you decided to go for a walk around Evergreen. The sky was dark, revealing the twinkle of each star as a warm gentle fall breeze caressed your skin, while rustling Adrian’s dark wavy mess of hair. You strolled together in the pleasure of each other’s company laughing about things like which Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle you each related most to (which you both admitted to being most like Raphael mixed with some Michelangelo). Another controversial topic you covered was if there really was enough space for Jack on the door that Rose had used as a hasty makeshift life raft after the Titanic sank to its final resting place at the bottom of the ocean.

“Dude there was totally enough room for him! All they had to do was distribute their weight evenly on the door to stay afloat. Done.”

Adrian threw his hands up like his point was completely valid. Which he made a good argument.

You had your own theory, though.

“Ok, but unless they were able to distribute their weight while conserving body heat by cuddling together on that raft, I’m sure one or both would’ve died of hypothermia anyway. That would’ve been their best chance at survival theoretically.”

Adrian rolled it over in his mind drawing his eyebrows inward in thought.

“Makes sense.” He said nodding with an impressed smirk side eyeing you.

The remaining effects of the liquor from the bar still lingered in both your systems as you walked to the outskirts of town. Sidewalks turned into the path of the park. Streets then became the trail of the forest preserve as the pair of you kept walking savoring each other’s company. The stars became livelier the further you got from the town’s streetlights. There’s honestly nowhere either of you would rather be right now with a scene as comfortable as this.

You came upon a small clearing with few fallen trees giving you two a perfect place to sit. You plopped yourselves down next to each other. You feel Adrian’s hip and shoulder brushing against yours.

“How much did we drink? After all that walking, you’d think we’d sober up. Or maybe you’re drunk on being present in this whimsical scene with Adrian.” You thought to yourself.

Adrian lazily looks over at you as you stare up into the star speckled sky, admiring them as Adrian admires the view of you. “She is stunning.” He thought.

The moon light reflecting on your silhouette defined every curve of your body as you stretched backwards resting on your palms, head tilted back to take in the full view of the night sky. Your back arched and chest pushed out as you’re leaning back accentuating your already generously large breasts in your fitted t-shirt. Adrian studied your every outline, feeling the bulge in his jeans gradually rising. He tried to adjust himself without making it obvious, but subtlety isn’t Adrian’s forte.

You look over as Adrian stirs. You raise your eyebrow at him and chuckle, “You good?”

He looked at you with a hiccup, “Um, yeah, my butt’s falling asleep.”

You laughed. “Yeah? Seems like another one of your body parts is quite awake.”

You look down at his waist and admire the bulk that seems to be at its capacity in his jeans. You bite your lower lip, then look back at Adrian with bedroom eyes and an inebriated smile.

Adrian was mortified at first that you noticed, but a look of exhilaration washed over his face when he saw that you weren’t put off by his stiffness practically unzipping his pants from underneath. The corner of his mouth curled into a playful grin.

“So, it’s not weird that you can see how hard I am right now?” Adrian finally asked.

“Not at all. I’m flattered. It’s quite the compliment.” You winked at him.

His smile widened, looking almost cynical. He continued, “Soooo does this mean game on?”

You spun yourself towards him and swung a leg over his lap, straddling yourself on top of his aching dick. You wrapped your legs around his waist, grinding into his swelling heat. The friction of his cock against your clothed entrance had you gushing wet in your panties already. Adrian groaned, grasping your hips guiding your snake like movements against his dick making it throb and pulsate. He wants out bad…

Adrian hissed pulling your face to his, your mouths clashed like lightening, one tongue exploring the other while panting into each other’s mouths. Your bodies pressed against one another, his arms around your mid drift, your arms around his neck. His strong, calloused hands clutching your hips pushing you down harder onto his clothed dick. You pull your lips away allowing your mouth to hover over his so you can feel his heavy breathing on yours, inhaling his growls into your slightly open smiling mouth as he stares eagerly into your eyes.

Adrian whispered, “…more…”

A heat wave surged through you. “So needy.” You breathed.

Adrian smirked playfully, looking up at you through his eyelashes.

“Maybe…” he replied as he bucked his hips up into you. “You wanna sleep over?” He finally asked.

“Sleep over?” You asked chuckling. “I don’t know, maybe I should ask my mom first.” You added with a teasing smile. You both laughed.

Adrian looked at you expectantly, “Well?”

“Oh, you’re serious?” You asked playing dumb.

His smile started to fade and his eyebrows creasing.

“Well yeah! It’s not a very comfortable place to fuck for the first time. I had a much better vision of how our first time would be.”

He looked off in the distance reimagining how he had planned his first time with you and how it would feel to plunge himself inside you in his bed…in his shower, on the couch, you bent over on his kitchen counter, pinned against any wall with your legs wrapped around him, you straddling him in the driver’s seat of his Sebring, then eventually anywhere he can get away with outdoors.

“You already had an idea of the first time we’d sleep together? You’ve been planning this for a while, huh?” You said interrupting his thoughts.

He looked at you shocked, “Why not? Look at you! How can any guy not see you and imagine it?” He said with a crooked smile but suddenly added while frowning, “But I’ll kill any guy that tries to. If I catch one even drooling over you I’d have to end him.”

A fever of lust raced through you. “He’s not kidding…” You thought to yourself.

The thought of someone ready to kill a guy for you for merely looking at you should’ve been alarming, but it was kind of sweet… in its own psychotic, unstable way. Adrian’s feelings are such pure and concentrated sensations. Although he claims he doesn’t have emotions like most people, doesn’t mean he didn’t feel.

A wave of calm blanketed you, and you pressed your lips on to Adrian’s interlocking a lengthy, gentle kiss.

You pull back, “Your place or mine?” You finally asked.

Adrian’s eyes widened as he beamed at you, “My place! It’s been ready for you for months!” He said excitedly. With your legs still wrapped around his waist, he firmly placed his hands under your thighs lifting you with ease to carry you out of the clearing back to his Vigilante-mobile.

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Adrain pulled up and parked in front of his house. He quickly exited the car to open your door for you and offered his hand to help you out.

You laugh, “What are you doing, nerd?”

“I’m trying to get you in my house! Come on!” He said impatiently with a Joker-like smile.

You shake your head and take his hand. He yanks you out of the car, but before you know it, he throws you over his shoulder effortlessly, and proceeds towards his front door.

You struggle to laugh because his shoulder is pressed into your gut. You prop yourself up using your hands against his back.

“Kind of primitive, isn’t it, Adrian?” You manage to say.

He unlocked his front door, and pushed it open with his foot then said, ��Don’t care.”

“This fucking guy!” You thought amusingly to yourself. All you could do was laugh.

He walked through his dark home straight to his bedroom and flung you onto his bed. He removed his sweater and shirt before crawling over you in a ‘push-up’ position, his arms flexing on each side of you caging you beneath him. He remained like that, studying your every facial feature, smiling idly.

He lowered himself to his elbows, his bare, chiseled chest resting on your still clothed body. His rough hands started trailing up your arms, squeezing at your biceps, as he started to kiss your neck. You move your head to one side to expose more of your neck for him.

You began to pant heavier as Adrian routes his kisses downward towards the exposed areas of your shirt where there was visible cleavage. His kisses turning into biting as he got closer to your nipples. Over your shirt he playfully bites at each of your tits as his hands push them upward into his mouth. The heat from his breath and the tingling from the bites had you absolutely feral. You can feel the warm wetness coating your panties as his bites got harsher.

You look down at him, “You know, they taste better without all those layers of clothes on.”

Adrian stopped and looked up at you with wide eyes. He got to work.

He pushed himself up to his knees, propped you up.

“Arms up,” he ordered. He swiftly pulled your top off in one motion over your head.

You were at eye level with his chest and abs and took the opportunity to kiss this sculpted territory. You curl your fingers into his belt loops and yank him towards you and start suckling his ‘happy trail.’ Adrian groaned while his head fell backward feeling your lips and tongue making your way down to his pant line.

He put his hands on your shoulders and massaged them, unaware he was slightly thrusting into your face. Your hands went to work on undoing his jeans. He brought his head forward, and tried helping you get his jeans off as quickly as possible.

He projected himself backward onto his back curling his knees into his chest to remove his pants and boxers. The articles of clothing were tossed into the dimly lit oblivion then he kneeled on his bed in front of you…You gaped at this man in front of you.

His biceps and forearms…those shoulders; strong and toned.

His pecs: swelling as he inhaled…you’re almost positive you can see his heart pounding behind it.

That six pack: rippling and flexing as he panted for you.

His dick…generous, rock-hard, and pulsating a flushed red with all the blood that’s coursing into it as he held himself in his hand.

“His hands, though…” You thought to yourself.

Those powerful, deadly hands that were the cause of many demises of criminals’ lives. The hands that handled weapons as second nature, and clouted lawbreakers all over Evergreen, were about to be used to do unspeakable and erotic deeds to your body.

Adrian’s voice interrupted your trance, “Uh, are you ok with this?” He asked concerned.

You blink to snap out of it then look up at him through your lashes smiling, “Oh, I’m perfectly ok with it. Get over here.” You demanded.

Adrian smiled widely and slithered over to you. You unbuttoned your jeans as he whipped them off in one sweeping motion taking your panties along with them. He sat up kneeling onto his heels and hoisted you from your ass up onto his lap as you wrap your legs around his waist. He unfastened your bra with one snap of his fingers and there you were, your tits flush against his chest.

You feel his cock settle between your slick folds sliding up and down between them desperate to find the entrance. He’s kissing and licking your bare chest as you throw your head back grinding into his thrusts, both of you gasping and growling at each other. Every time he bucks into your folds he brushes your clit with the tip of his dick sending shock waves through your entire nervous system.

You look back at him, “…get in there.” You commanded.

He looked up at you, and without breaking eye contact, he uses his hand to direct the head of his cock into the opening of your slippery cunt. You groan as he slides right into you with little resistance.

Adrian closed his eyes and snarled when you slid all the way down his shaft, “Y/N…you… are SO tight…” He rested his forehead onto your chest and tried to catch his breathe.

You put both of your hands on each side of his face and positioned it upward so you can look into his starving jade green eyes,

“Keep your eyes on me, handsome. I don’t want you to miss a thing.”

You place a deep, tonguey kiss on him as he lowers you down onto your back with one arm holding you and the other hand holding himself up on the bed cradling you downward. You fall to the mattress without him slipping out of your drenched pussy.

He pulled back to gaze at you intensely and started to speed up his plunges into you. Not taking his eyes off yours, he rails into you harder, and deeper causing your titties to bounce upwards each time his hips slam into your thighs. He groped at them with one hand while still gliding in and out of your wet cunt and growled. He increased the intensity of his thrusts until you can hear the ‘slaps’ of his balls hitting your ass.

“That’s what I like to hear.” You whispered to him.

“Fuck…” He snarled as he assailed faster into you vigorously without mercy.

You moaned, walking your fingers to his agape mouth, “…lick.” You ordered.

Looking into your eyes, he wrapped his mouth on your middle and fore finger sucking on them. You remove them from his mouth and bring them to your clit.

Adrian’s eyes widen, “Fuck yeah, play with yourself for me.”

You smile devilishly at him as you rub on yourself with quick circles as you roll your hips into his thrusts. You whimper as you feel your edging orgasm. Your pussy dripping onto Adrian’s comforter at this point as you clench yourself around him. He can feel you squeezing his cock intermittently, sensing your finish.

“Yeah, that’s my girl, get it. Cum for me.” Adrian was on a mission to make you explode. He secretly hoped you were a squirter because he never got to see that before.

“Harder, Adrian…Fuck me harder…fucking wreck me.” You begged.

His bucking pace increased, slamming into you as he brought up one of your legs over his shoulder to get deeper inside you.

You let out a demonic growl, “Oh…my…fucking God, Adrian!”

He maintained his thrusts, “Yeah that’s right, fucking get it!”

He spanked your exposed ass cheek and that was it. You splurged onto his throbbing dick as he rides out your orgasm until he reaches his. One final slam into your cunt as he coats your walls with his spend. He holds himself there, panting. You can feel his dick twitch and pulsating inside you.

He made one more grab of your tit, kneading it then pinching your hardened nipple rolling the tip between his fingers before slowly pulling out of you, but as he does, a mixture of yours and his spend practically waterfall out of your entrance. Adrian took his middle and forefinger and guided the escaped cum back up your folds, sliding it back inside you.

He made eye contact with you followed by a devious grin, “This stays in there.” He whispered.

You grin back, “You are dirty, Adrian Allen Chase.”

You like it…a lot.

“This will definitely be happening again.” You decided.

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Chapter 1: Who’s the New Guy?

Chapter 2: Shenanigans & Saliva

Chapter 4: My Hero

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depressed-werewolf · 2 years

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Hero x Vigilante Snippet

Hero was no where to be found.

They’d had a date that night. At first Vigilante had chalked it up to them being late, but after some time it was clear that wasn’t the case.

None of their friends knew where they were and they wouldn’t pick up the phone. That usually meant Villain was involved.

It wasn’t too difficult for Vigilante to locate them. Villain hadn’t put in much work to cover his tracks, likely because he expected one of Hero’s teammates to come after them and walk into a trap.

She’d been able to track him back to Supervillain’s base. Vigilante had had done her best to avoid Supervillain until now. The two had a messy past which culminated in him attempting to kill her, and he nearly succeeded. In fact, he likely had no idea she was still alive. That was about to change.

She didn’t have too much trouble getting into the building, flight was pretty useful in that regard, though she need the help of one of Hero’s teammates to disable the cameras and locate Hero’s cell.

She could begin to hear voices as she got closer to their cell. It made her grimace. Vigilante knew firsthand Supervillain’s henchman could be brutal when it came to torture but it was so much different when it was Hero rather than her. She’d be willing to do anything to make sure what happened to her would never happen to Hero.

Now she was close enough to their cell door to make out words. “This would be so much easier if you’d just cooperate.”

“In your dreams.”

She winced when she heard Villain slap them across the face. Now she was right in front of the door.

Vigilante whispered into her phone to Hero’s teammate. She pulled her gun from her holster and gripped it tightly in her hand. “Do you think you’ll be able to unlock their cell from here?”

“Yeah, yeah, I need a second,” Teammate said.

Typing could be heard on the other the other side of the phone and the cell door unlocked after a few seconds. She took a deep breath and opened the cell door.

Vigilante’s large gray wings took up most of the doorway. The cell was small and sparsely furnished. Hero sat in a metal chair in the center of the room with their hands cuffed behind their back. Villain wore metal gauntlets with sharp claws stained with dry blood. It made her sick. She could already see the bruises and cuts all over their body. Villain looked up as Vigilante stepped into the dimly lit cell.

“Who’s there?”

She took a step toward him. Her yellow eyes glowed dangerously. “You’ve made a very big mistake.”

He squinted, struggling to make out her face in the dark. He didn’t recognize the woman’s voice. “Must think you’re a badass, huh?”

“Common curtesy really,” Vigilante smiled sweetly but there was an unmistakable venom in her voice. “I stayed out if Supervillain’s business for years, it’s only fair they keep their fucking hands off what’s mine.”

“Come and take them, then—”

She shot him before he even had a chance to attack. He simply stared in horror briefly and then crumpled to the ground.

The bullet wound was in his leg, Villain would live if he got medical treatment soon. Hero always insisted that she kept killing to a minimum.

She walked over to Hero and undid the handcuffs and helped them up. Hero leaned against her as they stood up, long black hair falling into their eyes. They were normally a few inches taller than Vigilante but her boots evened out the height between the two.

They shot a wary look towards Villain, who’s blood was currently dripping onto the floor and staining his clothes. They raised an eyebrow. “A bit much, don’t you think?”

Vigilante smiled. “You told me not to kill him, he’s still very much alive.” The woman chuckled softly and wrapped an arm around Hero’s shoulder and kissed their cheek. “Let’s go out of here before he’s cause security, shall we?”

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slowlyzealouslover · 1 year

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Prompt#50

Vigilante: one time hero came over here. all he did was lie seductively on the piano and feed himself grapes. i don't really like that guy, but i admire his lifestyle.

Pov : vigilante and hero are neighbor.Vigilante got a question by sidekick saying to vigilante what the weirdest thing that hero ever done to him and what he think of hero.

#dialogue prompt #vigilante x hero #hero x vigilante #crack prompt #funny prompt #my writing #writing prompt

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icytrail · 2 years

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Prompt

“I can never understand you, Vigilante.”

Vigilante glances up at hero from their desk, their signature teasing smirk tugging at the corner of their lips.

“And why is that, hm?”

Hero’s brows furrow slightly, annoyance brimming in their eyes.

“You know why. You’re never consistent with who you work for. Nobody can trust you to not betray them. Why do you do this? Do you have some sort of plan?” Hero pinches the bridge of their nose as they speak.

Vigilante grins, placing the pen that they had been writing with away. Their head leans onto their hand, making the beads and jewels on their glasses chain jingle slightly as if taunting Hero in their eerily quiet office.

“I do have a plan. I just need pieces from both sides of the chess board to make it work.”

“So you only think of us as pawns?”

“I suppose you could say that,” Vigilante chuckles. “Perhaps that makes you easy to trick.”

“How so?” Hero asked begrudgingly, anxious with the inability to expect what Vigilante plans to do next.

“Because even after I betray you, you still request my help. Same with Villain. What you both have in common is that you’re willing to give it all for my help. However—…” Vigilante stands, picks up a pen, and walks over to Hero, lifting their chin to bring their gaze into their eyes.

“—I only give my help to the highest bidder.”

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chaotic-orphan · 30 days

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Vendetta (VII)

Part one

Continued from here

I have been in Prague all week and it is THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CITY EVER!!!! God I am so jealous of the people who live here— the food, the drinks, the people, the river, the castle, the history!!!!! Get ready for the fantasy story that has been brewing in my head since I got here… anyways!!!

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Supervillain released Hero and Hero instantly retreated back away from him, backing up until their back hit the wall of Superhero’s office. Supervillain smiled at them, tilting his head as he regarded Hero like they were something interesting. A puzzle to solve.

“You… you have powers,” Hero said with a breath, barely above a whisper. Supervillain’s smile grew, his eyes darkening.

“As do you, little Hero. I guess we’re both good at keeping our hands close to our chest.”

“But you— you have never—”

Supervillain’s smile was friendly, but his eyes had this horrible intelligence. A cunning, dark knowing that made the words die on Hero’s tongue. Supervillain turned breaking eye contact and it felt like Hero could finally breathe.

Supervillain walked to Hero’s scabbard that Villain had left beside balanced against the door. Hero stepped forward, not wanting Supervillain to touch their swords. They didn’t want Supervillain anywhere near them, but… but…

Hero was in Supervillain’s territory — Hero’s home, their safe haven — surrounded by villains whose orders were to bring Hero to Supervillain. How far would they get if they tried to fight Supervillain now? How would they even know if Villain was waiting behind the door with Vigilante?

The familiar shink of Hero’s sword being drawn from it’s scabbard drew their attention back to Supervillain. He was gazing down on the metal with his icy eyes, appraising it.

“How do you keep it so clean?”

The question stumped Hero, their eyebrows knitting together as they answered almost automatically. “Umm… well, I have a cloth that I wipe the blood and grime off with— and then the scabbard is lined with wool which re-oils them so they don’t rust.”

Supervillain hummed and picked up Hero’s scabbard and peered inside as if to fact check Hero as they spoke. Then he turned and smiled at Hero.

“So efficient.”

Thank you died in Hero’s throat when the realisation of who they were casually conversing with dawned on them again.

Supervillain tucked the scabbard under his arm, as he ran his fingers along the glinting metal. “We both have our weapons, Hero. You are so skilled with these beautiful things that everyone assumed you were just an adept, or powerless, or had some kind of melee enhanced ability, but you don’t. You’re just skilled as well as powered.”

Hero swallowed but remained silent, eyes fixed on Supervillain’s as his icy gaze tore from the blade and met Hero’s.

“My weapon isn’t as flashy as yours, but perhaps it requires the same amount of work to keep it sharp.” Supervillain tapped his temple with his index finger. He grabbed the scabbard with his free hand and sheathed Hero’s sword before laying it back against the wall furthest from Hero.

“What, your mind? Are you a telepath or something?”

There was a smile on Supervillain’s voice as he said, “look at you, fishing for information.” Supervillain turned back to Hero, a winning smile on his face. “My power will remain a mystery for the time being, Hero. After all that was the plan, no hints or clues until the big reveal.”

“I won’t tell.”

Supervillain barked out a laugh. “Oh Hero. You are just adorable. No,” the humour melted from Supervillain’s face, his expression fading to something more neutral, faraway. “No, I waited too long and planned every detail to ensure this all goes perfectly.”

Supervillain’s eyes snapped to Hero’s as he closed the distance between them. Hero backed up on instinct but their back hit the wall and they cursed themselves for not moving before— but it didn’t matter because Supervillain stopped a foot away, leaving Hero some space.

“You were one of the final pieces I needed to set everything else into motion.”

Hero couldn’t help the helpless anger that bubbled out of their chest. “Why me? You didn’t even know I had an ability until what, ten minutes ago?!”

Supervillain’s smile was warm. It set Hero on edge how friendly Supervillain was, how likeable. He wasn’t parading Hero around in chains (yet) and he just seemed so… humble.

“Yes, but I had a vague hunch, and you confirmed that for me when I touched you.”

Hero clenched their jaw and looked away. It was a mistake. Supervillain was in front of them with one stride and Hero’s terrified eyes went back to him, slamming a hand out to keep some distance between them. Supervillain smiled and grabbed Hero’s arm again.

He let out a soft laugh. “You can control it too, can’t you? Whether or not you use your power. I must have gotten lucky with Vigilante being taken away, your emotions ran high. I doubt you were concentrating too much on your ability.”

“What do you care.”

“You intrigue me, Hero. Trust me, if I could change the world without having to do something this drastic I would.”

“You can stop.” Supervillain’s grip tightened on Hero’s arm in warning, but it didn’t deter Hero. “You don’t have to go through with whatever you’re trying to achieve. There’s still time to stop this. Superhero—”

Supervillain scoffed and dropped Hero’s arm. “Superhero,” he repeated with a hollow laugh. “They are the very essence of why the world has to change.”

Hero wanted to inquire further. To know more. To understand why Supervillain was so set on killing heroes and dragging civilians into this all out war. They wanted to dissect his brain and see why he was doing all of this. Any of this!

But a knock came on the door and Supervillain half turned his back to Hero, as if Hero wasn’t a threat and said: “Enter.”

The door opened with Supervillain still half in front of Hero, blocking their quickest exit. If Supervillain was distracted then Hero could try and vault over the desk, make it for the doorway take whatever villain was waiting on the other side.

“Grieves!” The name ran like ice through Hero’s veins, freezing their limbs in place. “What can I do for you, my friend?”

“Supervillain, I just came to report that I haven’t seen your elusive Hero anywhere.”

Hero knew Supervillain was going to step aside before he did it, exposing them to Grieves. Grieves’ smile could chill lava, but his grin was the stuff of nightmares.

“Hero… well. I guess you have the situation in hand, Supervillain.”

“I do. We can gather everyone later, I want to keep this under wraps a little while longer.”

Hero’s rage rushed out of them. “Why?! You can stop the fighting now, stop other people from getting hurt!”

Grieves’ eyes flashed at Hero’s outburst, almost making Hero flinch backwards. Almost.

“Mmm, they still need a little training. I would be only too glad to help.” Hero’s skin crawled at the threat. They remembered Teleport recalling some of the hideous things that Grieves had done to her and wanted to keep the villain as far away as possible.

Supervillain laughed. A good natured laugh, as if this was all some joke! “No. Thank you, Grieves. Not yet.”

“Stop talking about me like I’m not here!” Hero snapped.

The two villains turned their full attention to Hero, and Hero wished they hadn’t. The amusement clear in their faces made Hero sick.

“Perhaps we should, Grieves,” said Supervillain.

Grieves nodded along. “I agree. Actually, I would love to talk about people who aren’t here, if that’s okay with your little pet Hero.”

Hero crossed their arms over their chest and looked away. They felt like a petulant child, but they weren’t going anywhere with Grieves standing in front of the door and Supervillain keeping his eyes on them.

“I didn’t find Hero, I wanted to report but I did find that little thorn in my side. You remember her, right?”

“Teleport?” Supervillain asked and Hero paled. Teleport… no, there was no way. Maybe the name was just common? But then Teleport was anything but common. But maybe it was just a coincidence— a—

“That’s her, but I also found the thorn in your side too.”

Supervillain scoffed. “Please. You found Superhero?”

“No, not that menace.”

Hero’s heart lurched in their chest. There’s no way they’re talking about Medic and Teleport, right? Granted Hero doesn’t remember the pair of them ever being apart but— they couldn’t. Hero didn’t want to believe it.

Then there was a loud pop.

Hero’s breath was stolen from their lungs. Standing dead eyed on the other side of the room was Teleport and Medic, their eyes rimmed with an eerie, ghastly red.

“No…” Hero whispered, taking an unconscious step forward. “No… Medic?”

“You did very well, Grieves. Of course, if you want to—”

Hero didn’t let Supervillain finish. They placed their palm down flat on the table and used it to springboard over, twisting their body so their boot connected with Grieves’ chest.

Grieves’ eyes flashed, and Hero heard Teleport and Medic move beside them but Hero was faster. They reached up and latched their hands around Grieves’ throat, feeling the ice flood their system at locking Grieves’ power down.

Hero slammed Grieves back against the wall with their momentum and twisted, bringing Grieves down to the ground over Hero’s hip. They were on top of them in a second, hands never leaving their throat. Not even as they felt Supervillain grab them from behind.

“Hero?” Medic asked, voice cracking.

“Get out of here!” Hero screamed, voice shrill. “Go! I can’t hold him forever! Teleport go!”

“No, we—” Hero heard a pop a second later and they felt tears prickle the back of their eyes for the second time that day. Hero didn’t let go of Grieves, not until Supervillain forcibly ripped Hero off them and threw Hero into the opposite wall. Hero fell to the ground with a stunned oomph, winded.

Hero didn’t even get a chance to catch their breath before Grieves’ power was on them. It felt like Hero’s brain was set on fire and they screamed, hands reaching up and grabbing their head trying to calm it, cool it, but even their palms were too hot and Hero couldn’t breathe.

Hero didn’t know how long it lasted, but when the fire ebbed from their mind Hero was on their side, gasping, curled into a little ball,a mixture of tears, snot and spit pooling on the ground in front of them. Hero shuddered, nausea climbing up their throat.

“—not yet! Grieves listen to me—”

“I want to flay them alive, Supervillain! At least give me that! Let me warp their mind until they can’t speak anymore!”

“Grieves! Grieves, hey! Listen to me—”

The words were like gunshots through Hero’s head, deafening them and leaving them stupid. Hero coughed out some kind of fluid from their lungs, trying to push themselves up to all fours.

“The only way you will get any kind of revenge is if we stick to the plan, do you understand?”

“Your fresh, unleashed pet is altering the plan! Are you letting your emotions get the better of you?”

Hero didn’t really process the conversation but they felt the tense silence that followed Grieves’ words.

Hero finally got vertical pressing their head against the wall, their stomach turning over itself. They squeezed their eyes shut to try and not hurl in front of the Villains. Supervillain whispered something in Grieves’ ear. Hero groaned, and tried — and failed — to push themselves to their feet. Whatever Grieves did in Hero’s brain made their body feel sluggish and heavy.

Supervillain was in front of Hero then, clicking his fingers in front of Hero’s face. Hero opened their eyes, frowning at the noise. A hand was on Hero’s cheek, thumb under their eye and pulling down. Hero reached up and grabbed Supervillain’s wrist weakly.

“You still with us, Hero?”

“Get’way fro’me.”

“Yep,” said Supervillain with a smile. “You’re there.”

Supervillain let go of Hero, then reached down to grab Hero’s wrist. The familiar sound of power dampeners opening threw Hero on full alert, but the cool cuff closed around their wrist before they could stop Supervillain.

“No,” Hero ground out, but Supervillain didn’t listen. He pulled Hero forward, hooking his arm around their back and pushed them down to lay on their stomach while he fastened the cuffs behind their back. Hero tried to fight him, but he was too strong and Hero was too— Grieved to do anything. Instead they rested their forehead against the floor, sighing. That was the only respite Supervillain allowed them before pulling them back up and letting them go once Hero’s back was against the wall again, glaring at him.

“If you had been civil, Hero, I wouldn’t have to do this.”

“Civil!” Hero laughed. “Tell that to your best pal over there who made my friends into his personal little zombies!”

“You are an insolent child,” Grieves said, his voice full of disgust. “If it wasn’t for Supervillain I’d have you choke on your own tongue.”

Hero’s eyes levelled with Grieves’s, a smug smirk slipping onto their face. “Don’t you have heroes to hunt down and catch?”

Grieves’s nostrils flared. For a few tense moments that seemed to stretch into minutes they just glared at each other while Supervillain got to his feet. He walked over to Grieves and whispered something in his ear that made a dangerous glint dance across Grieves’s eyes.

Grieves walked towards Hero with a swagger that would have been ridiculous had it not instilled Hero’s fight or flight response. All they managed to do before Grieves got close was press their feet to the ground, going to push themselves up again.

They didn’t get the chance.

Grieves grabbed Hero’s hair and yanked their head up, Hero gritting their teeth in response trying to not give him the satisfaction of a scream. Then a knee crunched into Hero’s nose and they cried out, their eyes watering instantly. They didn’t even blink the fresh set of tears from their eyes when Grieves’s knee came up again. Hero’s breath got caught in their throat as the stench of iron drowned out their senses and they felt blood gushing down their nose, over their lips and onto their shirt.

“That’s for messing with me Hero,” said Grieves, his voice alight with a righteous glee. Grieves brought his knee back and slammed it down onto Hero’s sternum this time. Hero gasped, their body curling around Grieves leg as breath was stolen from their lungs— blood splattering across Grieves’s trousers. “And that’s just for fun.”

Grieves left Hero gasping and turned to face Supervillain before nodding at him. “Tell Villain to find me when the time comes, Supervillain.”

“I will, Grieves.”

Then Grieves was gone. Supervillain closed the door after and turned to look down at Hero. Hero spat blood onto the floor glaring up at Supervillain. He just sighed, running a hand down his face.

“You don’t understand what you’re fighting against Hero,” Supervillain said softly. “I know this may seem drastic, but I am trying to end the fighting. I am trying to stop this cycle of violence between Heroes and Villains. What do those words even mean? Who decides who’s a good guy and who’s a bad guy? There is no order in this world.”

“And you’re going to bring order to it, are you?”

Supervillain’s cool eyes cut into Hero. “I’m trying,” he said coldly. Then he shrugged off Hero’s glare and continued: “and I’m succeeding. Now we just need to wait for Superhero to make his last stand, and that is where you come in.”

Hero blinked, fighting the urge to widen their eyes at Supervillain’s revelation. Hero leaned forward, lips curled back into a snarl.

“They’ll see through this,” Hero told Supervillain, their voice betraying the desperation for them to be right. “I’m obvious bait.”

“If you’re gonna catch a big fish,” Supervillain said with a confident smirk, tilting his head at Hero. “Don’t worry though, we’ll make sure to make a big fuss about you so Superhero comes running to the rescue.”

Hero tried not to flinch backwards, but they still pressed their back into the wall when Supervillain crouched down in front of them, capturing Hero’s chin between his thumb and forefinger.

“We’ll make a big song and dance about it if it makes you feel better, absolves some of your guilt for being bait— ah, ah, ah,” Supervillain’s grip tightened as Hero tried to turn their head away, keeping Hero facing Supervillain, looking into his icy eyes. His voice softened as he continued. “It’s your biggest flaw, you heroes. Always trying to save something, someone.”

Dread pooled thick and heavy in Hero’s chest, compressing their ribs as if they were caught in a vice, as Supervillain smiled at Hero. “Your fatal flaw… and I’ll use it to eradicate you all.”

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