CW For Implied Underage Drinking

Coach Brunt: We should appreciate the small things in life.

Coach Brunt: *picks up Bellum*

Coach Brunt: You are appreciated.

Bellum: Put me down or I will kill you

Concept #108

Villain knows what Hero looks like without their mask. They see them in the car park and 'accidentally' bump into them, so that they can get their details.

If you need me

Just a little longer

Hero took it step by step. Trying to ignore the pain in her leg. Trying to ignore the dread of being weaponless.

Sleep. You will sleep soon

She could already see the campus dorms.

You just need to get in and not get caught or get followed.

Everything was dark. Too dark to tell if she left blood on the floor. Signing, she started taking the steps to the common rooms.

When she reached the top, ever closer to her heaven, she saw a light.

Someone sat on one of the dusty chairs, reading by a lamplight. She doesn’t know how well she’d handle another bout with Villain right now. “Nice of you to come, Hero.”

Never mind. I prefer Villain

“Civilian.”

“Are you limping to your dorm at midnight?”

“Are you sitting alone in the common room?”

“One of these questions is more urgent.”

Hero tried to walk slower, hoping to hide her injury.

“Just go to sleep. We have a morning class.”

But Rival stood up and walked to her.

“Morning class is the least of my worries now.”

Both of them were almost completely in the dark, but she could tell he was sincere. His voice was rarely devoid of any cynicism or playfulness. He took her silence as a breakthrough.

“You don’t need to tell me anything, but if you’re hurt, I can help.”

“R-”

“Look, I know you’re tough. Everyone knows. That’s why I hate you. You have nothing to prove. So if…”

He cleared his throat, and turned his look from her. Despite hardly even seeing her face.

“If some bastard needs to learn a lesson, I can help you. I won’t tell anyone.”

Just barely, she could see his honey eyes shining. But the aching pain that constantly throbbed her leg reminded her of the dangers that follow.

Why can no one else know of Villain

“Hero?”

Rival asked, she could imagine the anticipation in his features.

“I’m fine, Rival.”

“H-”

“This is none of your business.”

Her tone wasn’t as harsh as it could be, but rather heavy-hearted.

But he didn’t push it longer, just stood as she at last continued walking towards her room.

She didn’t hear him move or speak until she almost closed her dorm door, his voice barely audible.

“I’m here if you need me, Hero.”

There were about three more seconds of silence.

Rival’s heavy footsteps filled the silence. And following them, much quieter, slier steps. These steps were coming towards her dorm.

“Wh- HERO RUN”

She heard Rival spurt back to her dorm’s way. 

Cursing, she hastily thrust her door open, fearing there was no time even for getting her hidden gun. Disastrously, she was right.

Villain held a dagger.

He held a dagger above Rival’s throat.

“Leave him.”

Villain smirked at her. 

His grip on Rival’s arms and the dagger he kept on his throat remained indifferent, both to her threat and to Rival’s struggles.

“Care much?”

“You know this will be a fight to the death, Villain.”

Hero answered, unleashing her own hidden blade. “And you know I will slit his throat way before you limp one step,”

She did her best to not show her dread. Not to imagine the light leaving the honey, radiant eyes she knew.

“But there’s a way to make this less bloody, is it?”

His message was clear. Hero glanced at Rival, his message was clear too. Ever so slightly, he shook his head.

“You are going to leave him, and we will take this outside, civilly.”

“H-”

Villain gripped Rival’s chin.

“Perfect.”

He threw Rival to the floor, almost cutting his jaw in the process.

“YOU PIECE O-”

Villain caught his face again.

“Shhh… we don’t want to make this harder for your girlfriend, do we?”

Rival seemed enraged, like he would murder Villain right here if he could, but before he tried to fight again, Hero got to him.

She pushed him away, hugging him, burying her head in her neck. Just below his ear.

Bewildered, Rival froze.

“under the bed”

She whispered, and let him go.

“Oh ~ it almost makes me regret I’ll kill you ~”

Grinning, Villain moved aside and gestured to the stairs. “Ladies first.”

Hero signed, giving one last look at Rival, who seemed disturbed, but determined as well.

As she walked down the stairs, feeling Villain creeping ever closer behind her, loudly thinking of just pushing her down, she hoped she heard Rival searching her room.

Soon later, when she could feel Villain breathing at her neck, a bang was heard. Villain’s grin froze on his face as he fell. Hero moved aside and looked up, meeting with radiant brown eyes.

I might prefer him over Villain

The next day, after dealing with the police, and after the noise from the tired yet curious students died down, Hero slept like a rock.

When she did wake up, slowly realizing that her morning class is long over. 

Signing, she got dressed and tried to calculate how many library search hours she’d have to go through.

But when she stepped towards the door, she saw something that was sled to her dorm.

They seemed to be, neatly written, detailed lecture notes.

Above them, rested a small sticky note, reading “I’m here if you need me”

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Prompt #4

Villain was especially slow today. They had been off for the entirety of the week, but today it was like fighting a different person.

"Say," Hero asked in between punches. "Is something wrong?"

"Huh? Since when do you care?" Villain scoffed and landed a punch on Hero's jaw. They barely felt it.

Hero retaliated by punching Villain's gut, which caused them to grunt and double over in pain. Hero swore they hadn't hit them that hard.

They slowly approached their enemy, trying to look as nonthreatening as possible. Villain hated the pity in their eyes.

"Stay away from me." They growled and attacked Hero once more. This time, Hero didn't fight back.

Instead, they wrapped their arms around their nemesis, preventing them from moving. Even that small amount of pressure earned them a pained hiss.

"I didn't hurt you that bad." Hero stated. "Who did this to you?"

"That's none of your business-"

"Tell me." They demanded.

Villain sighed. "Supervillain."

"Your boss? I thought you guys were a team?" Hero questioned.

"A team?" Villain chuckled. "We're villains, Hero. As soon as I stop being useful, the alliance is over. Considering how many times I've lost to you this week, I'm lucky to be alive."

Hero felt their stomach twist. This was partially their fault. They knew they had just been doing their job, but they still felt responsible.

"You're coming with me." It wasn't a question.

"No way." Villain struggled against Hero's arms. "I don't need your pity nor your help."

"As a hero, it's my job to take care of those in need." Hero declared as they scooped them up into a bridal carry. "That includes you, whether you like it or not."

"I don't like it." Villain sulked.

"I know."

Arbel Yehud, I won't forget what you went through. Stay strong.

TW: Head trauma, broken bone, abuse, swearing

“I can’t believe we lost again!” Sidekick threw their hands up in frustration and Villain flinched. “It’s your fault, you know!” Sidekick shoved Villain. “If you could just pay attention to the damn fight instead of going off into la la land, maybe we could win for once!”

“Sidekick, look, you haven’t been doing this for a long time, and-”

Sidekick struck Villain across the face and Villain stepped back. A month ago, Villain would have been angry. They would have hit back- or tried to. Now, instead of anger, fear rose in their chest.

“You don’t try hard enough!” Sidekick screamed at Villain. “You think I just want to frolic around the city in a costume and go home every time Hero shows an ounce of resistance?? Hero is the enemy! Just fucking take them out already!”

“Sidekick, I’m doing everything that I can.”

A warm red glow started forming around Sidekick’s hands. “Well your ‘everything’ isn’t enough!”

“Please, Sidekick, just listen- you don’t know-”

Suddenly, red engulfed Villain and they were slammed into the wall. They fell to the floor as the red dissipated. “Don’t tell me what I do and don’t know!” Sidekick was shaking with rage, hands up and ready to strike again.

“S-Sidekick-” Villain coughed, “Why don’t you put 100% into the fights? Y-you’re strong- you could win every time!”

Sidekick snarled. “Because that would give away all my secrets. Besides, I shouldn’t have to.” Red swallowed up Villain’s body again, and they were hurled all the way across the room this time.

Villain tried to push themself off the ground as Sidekick circled closer. “P-please-”

Sidekick kicked Villain back down and red consumed Villain again, lifting them off the ground and then slamming them down again like a rag-doll. There was a sickening crack and Villain screamed.

“This should give you some time to consider how you can push harder. You won’t be fighting on that leg for a while.” Sidekick kicked Villain hard in the temple and Villain’s body went limp

-

“Villain. Villain, wake up. Can you hear me?” Came a distant voice. “Villain, come on, open your eyes.” Villain struggled to force themself awake as someone shook their shoulder. “Please, Villain, come on.”

Villain’s eyelids felt heavy as lead as they finally managed to open them a bit. Everything was blurred and out of focus.

“Villain!” Someone caught them up in their arms and a jolt of pain shot through Villain’s leg. They tried to yell, but all that came out was a thick, choked sound. The person holding them hushed them. “I know. I know it hurts, but we’ve gotta get out of here. It’s not safe.

Despite the pain, Villain soon found themself drifting back into oblivion.

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