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"Oh Herooooo-" "It's not Hero anymore." The voice sounded tired, cracked, broken. Villain paused. He had been on a business trip for 2 weeks. No communication, no news. He hadn't bothered to check the news on the way back, just endless driving back to the city where he beelined to Hero's apartment. After those couple of weeks, he felt like annoying the crap out of his favorite nemesis. The place was dark; the only source of light shining was the peaks of sunlight bursting through the closed blinds. It wasn't necessarily messy, but someone would definitely mistake this place for abandoned if they walked in. Villain found Hero in his office; papers were strewn everywhere. One stood out, a newspaper torn in half, the other part somewhere in the sea of paper. "Superhero found-" Villain didn't need to find the other half to understand. Superhero, the kind mentor even Villain had found respect for. Superhero, the person who didn't walk towards the cameras every time she was finishing a mission, but instead helping with damage control, who comforted kids. Superhero, who Villain had found volunteering at charities, homeless shelters, and orphanages, not in her usual hero uniform, but as a normal person, with no cameras, no fame, no videos of her actions. Villain had greatly respected her for it. Superhero. Hero's older sister. He explained through broken sobs. Superhero. Killed in a shooting helping injured civilians. She wasn't even on duty. Just like herself, helping those when she got caught in the crossfire between the police and the shooters. People didn't even know their beloved savior was dead until one of the other heroes identified her in the morgue during the aftermath. "They want me to take her place. Become the new Superhero." Hero finished, tapping his fingers together, always missing the ring finger before going back around, a tactic to help panic attacks. Villain said nothing, just walked over to where Hero, now Superhero, was sitting and carefully pried the Superhero pin out of his hands. "I'm getting inducted tomorrow. Started work that afternoon. Meetings, interviews, charity work. My calendar is already filled to the brim for the next 2 months." Superhero whispered after a moment of silence. "I don't know how she did all that." His voice cracked with every syllable. Villain didn't respond. Not with words at least. He wasn't a very touchy person, unlike Superhero, but he tried his best. The arm around his shoulder was awkward, to say the least, but it was something. Superhero took it anyways, leaning on Villain's shoulder. It was just the two for hours, until the morning when Superhero had to get ready for his inauguration. Superhero adjusted with time. He gave a damn good speech, which Villain totally didn't help with, right. The workload didn't get lighter; it just became easier to bear. Two months later, Villain became Supervillain, scheduled and planned, as the old Supervillain made a smooth retirement. Nothing like Superhero's sudden promotion, but still just as hard work-wise. Even through events, meetings, fights, and interviews, they still made time for each other.
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