The ground crunched before the hero, damp with the blood of two enemies. A stone-cold face looked into the eyes of the hero. "You know, I used to have a life like you".
The face belonged to Archness Prodd, the newest villain. "I used to live in luxury behind a mask. Thinking that I was safe, my family was safe".
Archness paused for a moment looking into the distance sorrow passing his broad nose briefly.
"But now who you call your friends and fans, they are all just pawns waiting for their king to-" Hey Archness or Archie whatever, can you just kill me before you finish your monologue"?
The hero winced as she finished her sentence but continued to talk. "You know Archie, there are always jobs for people who lost it out there but this job is not for you, I can tell".
"And why would that be Dementa? Why would I be not suited for a role that causes pain and misery"?
Archness smirked believing that a snappy comeback was about to be said and as soon as this "hero" finished he would break every bone in her small body.
As these thoughts panned in his head memories flooded in there too. Painful, horrible memories that he wanted gone.
" you are not fit to be a villain because you rely on your past to fuel your plans. You desperately miss them and I get that but remember Tormenter, you were always my hero".
Archness looked at Dementa with complete and utter horror drawn on his face." how did you, how I never...
" Dementa smirked and said, "I think that I would know my old elementary science teacher turned villain if I saw him". Dementa walked away as she heard him crying his family's names one by one.
The police were on their way and they could handle him now. Dementa casually walked off the roof and flew off to where she was needed next, this was going to be a long day.