Hello! May you write something where a villain falls in love with a civilian so the council of villains says they need to eliminate civilian?
Thank you for the prompt! This went in a surprising direction - hope you like it!
They dragged the Villain in, bound and blinded, to the sound of jeers and catcalls. "Bring the prisoner forward," boomed a familiar voice.
"Fools! I will destroy you all!" the villain yelled as they pushed him up onto some kind of raised platform, affixed the power-dampening cuffs to what felt like a post. It was hard to tell through the hood they'd jammed over his head, but he counted at least 10, maybe 15 voices. "I know that's you, Victor! You're the first to die!"
"Silence, prisoner! This council of villains shall come to order!" shouted their old rival to the sound of giggles and snorts as the room settled. "[Villain], after a lifetime of poor decisions, woeful boundaries, and one toxic relationship that quite literally almost destroyed the world; you have committed the ultimate crime before this body. You're getting married to someone normal!"
Boos and hisses erupted from the crowd. The Villain did his best to make sure they all could see his cuffed hands flipping them the bird.
"Someone kind! Someone decent, and good for you!" Victor yelled, whipping the crowd up. "My fellow villains, where's the drama in that?!"
There was another round of boos, and some shouts: "Feed him to the sharks!" "Throw him into mutagen!" "I brought my death ray!"
"Uncuff me, cowards and I'll show you drama!" the Villain sneered. "Nobody cares about your death ray, Belladonna!"
"As the leader of this council," their rival went on, immediately interrupted by protests and boos not directed at Villain. "As the undisputed president for life of this council," Victor amended, "it is my evil duty to sentence you, [Villain] to death - unless you can give us five reasons why [Civilian] is the best. Perhaps then we will let you live."
The Villain groaned at the sound of at least five phones starting recording. "You're going to show to this to them, aren't you?"
"Better make 'em good!" crowed Victor. "Dave, hand me another beer."
Villain sighed theatrically, but straightened for the unseen cameras. "Unlike some of my so-called friends, my fiance would never fake kidnap me for some cheesy, overstaged stag do."
"FIVE!" yelled all the villains in delighted unison, except a voice in the back; "Not a fake kidnapping if I got you for real."
"Be grateful for my restraint, Ash, I totally let you win!" the Villain barked back. "My fiance is prettier, smarter, and smells better than every one of you assholes put together."
"My fiance doesn't have a jealous or possessive bone in their body."
"My fiance has better taste in beer than you, Victor."
"And finally, unlike some people I can name, my fiance has sane and normal expectations for our relationship." The Villain tried to keep a straight face, but felt the dopey, soft smile trying to break through. "They communicate what they want, they encourage me to be a better person, and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with them, getting away from you idiots once and for all!"
"One," whispered a terribly familiar voice right into the Villain's ear.
The Villain froze in horror. The hood was plucked from his head and he faced the sight of a roomful of villains - his friends - scattered brokenly across the floor amid the detritus of what was supposed to be his bachelor party. And floating before him, eyes gleaming a deep toxic-waste green, was his ex.
"Wow, your fiance sounds really great," Superhero crooned as they ran a finger over the power canceling cuffs. "Maybe a little too great for someone like you?"
"Don't you touch them," the Villain hissed, heart jackhammering in his chest.
"Oh," said his ex with that too-wide smile. They snapped the post off one-handed, dragged Villain closer. "I'd never stand for harm to come to a civilian. Harm like... marrying you."
And before the Villain could protest, the Superhero hauled him up by the wrists and they were gone.
