#sidekick and supervillain

[avvail]

prompt #85

“You’re gonna have to learn how to breathe, kid,” the supervillain grumbled dryly, hand pressed against the hyperventilating sidekick’s back. They ducked their head, tears rolling down their cheeks as they clawed at their chest, attempting to get themselves under control.

The supervillain nonchalantly patted their back, somehow finding it within them not to roll their eyes. It wouldn’t be fun to torment their nemesis’s sidekick when they were in this state. That would just be in bad taste.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

we need more hero/arch-nemesis duos whose backstory is being bitterly, bitterly divorced

[bet-on-me-13]

Fenton, the Ghost Hunter Hero

So! When Danny first saw a Ghost attacking his school, he was still terrified of his parents finding out about his Powers.

He looked exactly the same in his Ghost Form, sounded the same, he even had the Hazmat Suit his parents had custom made for him on as a Ghost. There was no way anybody wouldn't immediately find him out if he tried to stop Lunch Lady with his Powers, it was so obvious!

But he couldn't just leave her there. She had crossed through the Portal that he opened, and was attacking his friends. He needed to stop her somehow!

So he tried, he just didn't use his Powers. He stole a bunch of his parents Inventions, fixed the broken ones so they actually worked, and ran in to stop Lunch Lady as a Human. The battle lasted far longer than he would have liked, but eventually he managed to stop her and shove her into the Thermos.

And from there on out, he just kept doing it. Danny became the Town's defacto Hero, since his parents were too Incompetent and he had the ability to actually beat the Ghosts, he had to protect the people he had endangered.

Soon enough people began to notice his Heroics. Mr Lancer didn't stop him when he ran out of the classroom, Dash stopped shoving him in Lockers, and his parents were Ecstatic when they found out he had gone into the "Family Business".

He still kept his Ghost Form hidden from his parents and the Public though. It was still too dangerous.

He only ever used his Ghost Form while in the Ghost Zone so he could blend in, and avoid being attacked by the multiple Ghosts who he had forced back in there. Danny Fenton was a Ghost Hunter, Phantom was just another Ghost wandering the Ghost Zone.

(Though he did gain some infamy by defeating some powerful ghosts, like Aragon or Plasmius)

Years down the line, Fenton remained the respected Ghost Hunting Hero of Amity Park, his greatest accomplishment being the defeat of Pariah Dark, the Ghost King.

That battle had actually drawn outside attention to the town for a change, and it wasn't long before Danny was offered a spot on the Justice League's Junior Team. It wasn't every day when the evil Ruler of another Dimension was defeated by a non-powered Human, so it actually sparked some interest in the Town.

Unfortunately, Danny couldn't accept the Invitation.

If he joined the Justice League, it ws only a matter of time before one of their multitude of Magic Users realized the truth and outed him as a Ghost. He couldn't take that chance.

He was content staying as a small town Hero dealing with a "minor" Ghost Problem, no need to overcomplicate matters.

That is, until the JL contacted him again a few months later. Apparently, their Time Travelers had warned of an Evil Ghost known as Phantom, who would one day grow so powerful he would destroy the world and leave it in ruins. They needed his help as an expert Ghost Hunter to track down Phantom, for the safety of the world.

Problem. This version of Danny had never actually met Dan, since his history went so differently. Now he is terrified of what event could have led to him becoming the Worst Supervillain in History.

[whatthehellami]

"Can we like, reschedule today's fight? I have an exam?"

"YOU'RE IN SCHOOL?"

[serickswrites]

Just Watched

Warnings: blood, gunshot wound, character death, revival

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!" Sidekick screamed at Supervillain as they rushed to Villain's side. Villain had collapsed in a crumple heap after the bullet tore through their chest. "Come on, Villain, come on," Sidekick said as they ignored Villain's blood that was pooling on the ground and knelt down, feeling for a pulse.

"Sidekick, really, it's not that bad," Supervillain said as they stood looking completely unbothered by the fact that Hero had shot Villain moments ago before escaping.

"YOU JUST WATCHED THEM DIE!" Sidekick screeched as they realized Villain was pulseless. They couldn't believe it. Villain was dead. Villain was dead and Sidekick was stuck working for Supervillain.

"You're being a tad overdramatic, Sidekick. I think we should--"

"WHY SHOULD I LISTEN TO YOU?" Sidekick began to sob. Villain was dead. Villain was dead and there was nothing they could do. They brushed Villain's hair off their face, "I'm so sorry," they murmured to Villain's body.

"What are you sorry about, Sidekick?"

"Villain is dead. I am sorry they are dead. And I'm sorry they worked for someone who is so uncaring." Sidekick sniffed.

"Villain isn't dead, Sidekick, they--"

But Supervillain was cut off by Villain twitching and suddenly sitting up with a loud cough. "Oh, geez," they gasped as they spit out a bullet into their open hand. "Remind me to never do that again."

"HOW?" Sidekick shouted.

Villain flinched. "There's no need to shout, Sidekick. I'm ok."

"YOU WERE DEAD! HOW ARE YOU NOT DEAD?"

Villain gave a wry smile. "I'm immortal, dummy." They looked over at Supervillain. "What'd I miss while I was out?"

Supervillain shook their head and headed to the car. "Just some minor dramatics. Come along, we have a lot of work to do."

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"...So have you like... considered... *not* making another collider that could potentially break reality as we know it???"

"I mean I did but then i thought of what we'd be missing out on!"

"And what would that be??"

"More holes!"

idk im just thinking abt this au again

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Sidekick's Death -- and Hero's Rage part 2

Warnings: death of Hero's sidekick, grief & denial, bleeding and grievous injuries, passing out

Hero's breathing was harsh and ragged as Villain lowered her to the ground, where she flopped limply onto her front in the dirt.

"You can't..." Hero's voice faded as she sucked in another rattling breath, injured and tired and bleeding, beaten. But that didn't stop her from scrabbling at Villain's shoes with blood-caked fingernails like a wild animal, desperately begging.

On any other day Hero would never sacrifice her dignity in such a way, would never grovel at his feet. But this was different. It was about Sidekick this time, and she'd do anything for him. She needed to see him with a gut-wrenching desperation and Villain was standing in her way and--

Hero gave up, knowing she couldn't win, and laid limply on the ground at Villain's feet, sobbing and wailing wretchedly into the dirt. She hoped he would have the mercy to kill her too. She couldn't imagine living without her sidekick, her dearest friend and ally.

She was distantly aware of the sound of vehicles approaching, and knew out of experience that it was the media and news crew rushing to get a story and be the first reporter on the scene. But she didn't care. It was over. Sidekick was gone.

Grief and devastation stabbed her right in the chest, yawning open into a giant black pit of nothingness, of hollowed-out agony that knew no bounds.

She was shivering and shaking violently, and she flinched hard when she felt a hand on her arm, forcefully dragging her up from the ground. She cried out in pain as Villain picked her up entirely with one arm around her back and another under her knees.

Hero's head lolled weakly in his arms, and she struggled to fix her blurry vision on his face. But she could have sworn Villain himself was shredding tears as he carried her off the scene and away from prying reporter's eyes, taking her to who knows where.

"How could you let Supervillain kill him," Hero rasped weakly. "How... could you..." her voice trailed off into a whisper of breath as her consciousness ebbed and faded, and she mumbled inconsolably, babbling nonsense and speaking in circles. She was in shock, badly injured and unable to fully process what had just happened, her mind reeling. She cried hard until the exact moment she passed out, tears flooding down her face like twin rivers of agony.

-------------------------------------------------------

Hero woke up in a world of pain, and it took a second to center herself.

Wait. This wasn't her home. Nor was it the medical wing back at her hero base. Where was she?!

A stinging pain in her leg made her gasp and twitch in surprise, and she looked down to find none other than Villain himself, cleaning and treating her injuries, eventually wrapping them in gauze. She wanted to kick him in the face, but was terrified to realize she could hardly move at all, her body dead weight on the couch she was resting on. Then the memories came flooding back in a nauseating wave, and Hero's breath hitched. "Sidekick--is he really--"

"Yes," Villain answered without glancing up from his work, "it was all real, Hero. Sidekick's gone. I'm sorry."

"’Sorry’ won't bring him back," Hero croaked hoarsely, and Villain visibly winced.

“I didn't know Supervillain would take it that far,” Villain whispered, half to himself. As if it justified anything!

"You work with him every day!" Hero shrilled. "How could you not know your own ally well enough to predict this?!?"

"Watch your tone," he growled warningly. But his eyes were full of genuine guilt and sorrow.

"Watch my--" Hero sputtered for words, gaping at him with eyes filled with anger and hate. "How dare you! This is all your fault, and you have the audacity to tell me to watch my tone?!"

Villain raised his hands placatingly with a weary sigh. "Sorry. Just calm down, okay? You don't want to get your heart rate up too high..."

Hero stared at him.

He stared back.

And Hero caved, sniffling quietly as she broke down all over again, anger dissolving into anguish. She turned her face to the side in a vain effort to hide it, but her sobs kept getting louder as the grief plowed into her. The realization that Sidekick was never coming back. She'd never go on another mission with him ever again.

Villain hesitantly reached out but paused, not sure how to react or comfort the weeping hero. This was definitely not part of the contract of being a villain.

Cautiously, Villain took a seat on the edge of the couch, carefully laying a hand on Hero's shoulder in some faint semblance of reassuring.

Hero didn't slap it away like Villain expected, and he took it as a good sign. It meant Hero was accepting his help, to some small degree. Or maybe she was just too lost in the grief to care.

"I'm so sorry, Hero," Villain murmured, and he meant it this time -- there was no trace of condescension in his tone like usual, no characteristic mockery or teasing.

It was a raw, vulnerable moment for both of them, a mutual understanding and shared pain that went bone-deep.

Because Villain missed Sidekick too, in some strange way. He had never known him personally -- only through fighting him on the battlefield -- but Sidekick had been such a ray of sunshine that Villain almost looked forward to fighting him sometimes. So full of witty remarks and barbed banter that could make anyone smile and laugh, even Villain himself on occasion.

But now Sidekick was gone, and left behind was... nothing. An empty void, an aching absence. A hole in both Villain and Hero's hearts that cried out with 'something important is missing here', like they couldn't comprehend it.

Villain stayed there for a long time, gently rubbing Hero's shoulders while she shook and sobbed wretchedly, the sound breaking Villain's heart to hear. So full of agony and anguish. He stayed with her long after she cried herself to sleep when she was too exhausted to stay awake anymore. Stayed and watched her hiccuping breaths slow to a more even rhythm, though tears still stained her cheeks.

Only then did Villain let himself break down as well, once he was certain Hero wouldn't see him cry. He couldn't bring himself to show her such weakness, even as he grieved. He felt so utterly human right now it tore his heart and soul apart. He was used to dissociating from reality to get things done as a notorious villain used to hurting people on a daily basis, but he'd never felt so present, so here, than right now.

Tears were still falling when Villain felt his phone buzz in his pocket and pulled it out, the screen lighting up to show a new text by Supervillain.

Where are you? You should have been here by now.

Villain gritted his teeth so hard it hurt, and angrily stuffed his phone back in his pocket without answering. Supervillain didn't know this particular hideout's location, so he couldn't teleport into it to check in.

But Villain had no intention of meeting back up with him tonight. Or ever again, after witnessing Supervillain's brutality firsthand.

Supervillain was dead to him.

(*not planning on continuing this particular storyline*)

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This Devil Within Me (#15)

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Villain x Hero's Sidekick

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The Aftermath of Student's Fight with Villain

[shywhumpauthor]

Golden Apprentice

We’re going to pretend I posted this yesterday, okay? And I know it’s terrible I’m sorry. I couldn’t think of a better title.

Cw: violence, restraints, manhandling, threats

A fist wound in the front of Sidekick’s uniform, slamming them back against the alleyway wall with enough force to knock the air from their lungs. Uneven edges of bricks clawed at their back, latching onto the fabric of their jacket like thorns.

Sidekick gasped, but they didn’t have a moment to draw in a breath before a fist struck their jaw, snapping their head to the side. Fire exploded along their face, radiating along their mouth and jolting up their cheek, painful enough to make their eyes water.

They brought their knee up in a barely formed defense, feeling like they were fighting a force a hundred times stronger than gravity. They met nothing but air.

The hand bunched in their uniform ripped them away from the wall before their leg could find purchase, throwing them against the ground. Gravel scraped their chin as Sidekick scrambled to catch themself, sparks of pain igniting across their palms as the rough ground embedded in their palms. Words caught in their throat, half-formed and trapped as they choked out only a strained wheeze in protest. They had barely gotten their hands beneath them, bracing to stumble to their feet when a strong pressure on their back shoved them back to the ground.

“So this is Hero’s golden apprentice? The agency’s shiny new star?” A crude voice laughed, as rough as the pavement beneath them as the pressure on Sidekick’s back increased. Their assailant leaned forwards, shifting more weight to the boot planted just below Sidekick’s shoulder blades, and scoffed, their voice dripping with mockery and amusement. “The best and brightest? The promising new rookie?”

“Ff- ‘uck,” Sidekick grit through clenched teeth, blinking hard against the crackling pain that sparked through their skull. One arm was trapped beneath them, pinned awkwardly under their body and strained with the suppressing weight. With the other they made a grab for the sheath strapped to their hip, arm barely managing to move before their attacker’s other foot drew forwards, settling heavily to block their attempt.

The pressure on their back released, but Sidekick didn’t have a moment to act before a heavy weight by dropped on their lower back, knee digging hard into their spine. A hand grabbed onto the back collar of their uniform, dragging their torso up as so their assailant could grab their trapped arm. Nails bit into Sidekick’s wrist as their arm was twisted behind them, drawing a sharp hiss as they felt the muscles in their shoulder strain.

The hand released their jacket, moving to wrench their other arm back. Cold metal pressed against the back of their wrist, snapping painfully secure before the metal snared their other arm, securing their wrists crossed behind their back with a sharp tug.

“Shh’t- stop,” Sidekick spat, pink tinted saliva dripping from the corner of their mouth. In response, their attacker only forced the cuffs tighter, leaving Sidekick to wince as the metal bit into their wrists.

���You’d really gotten my hopes up, I hate to admit. Usually I’m better planned,” they sighed, exaggerated disappointment lacing their tone. “After I saw your fight with OtherVillain on the news, I just couldn’t wait to meet you. It just seemed so promising.”

Sidekick squirmed, staggering an inhale as they tried to fight the fog clouding their thoughts from the various hits. They were better than this, they had never lost a fight like they just had. They always fought smart, training with the academy or sparring with Hero, and when they lost, however rare, it was always a strong loss.

This could barely be considered a fight, rather a straight assault. Sidekick was tired, a rough scuff with Henchman had left them dappled with bruises and scrapes, worn muscles that protested with every move. It had been a long fight, and despite Sidekick’s eventual triumph, they were tired and aching. All they had been trying to do was return to Hero’s home, to take a hot shower and wash away the dirt that smudged their skin before settling for a long sleep in their own bed. The thought had snared their mind the moment they watched Henchman be loaded into the back of an agency transport van. It was evening, the last scarlet streaks of sunset were disappearing over the crests of the tall buildings, but the city was still settling into night, and they hadn’t wanted to deal with the publicity on the streets. So they took a back route, cut through a few neighborhoods down alleys and cracked sidewalks. They had let their guard down, stupidly allowed themself to delve into the daydream of a warm bowl of soup and ibuprofen, listening to Hero’s voice hum through their communicator.

They had been attacked from behind, their legs kicked out from beneath them. It had all happened so fast, their hasty flail of defense barely holding a few seconds before they were overpowered. The ear piece was ripped from their ear, crushed at some point during the short skirmish.

The pressure lifted off of them for a moment, rough hands twisting them onto their back before a knee planted hard against their abdomen.

Cold eyes stared down at them, the faint streetlights reflecting against their glare with gleaming, predatory flickers.

Sidekick had known it was a villain even without seeing their assailant’s face. No civilian would be foolish enough to try to attack anyone wearing an agency uniform, especially not one who had been featured across the media in recent weeks as a promising new hero.

Now, with that piercing gaze striking them like a knife, their stomach twisted. They were sure Supervillain could feel the drop of their heart, their lips curling into a smirk as Sidekick’s eyes locked wide.

“I wonder what the Agency would do to get you back. What Hero would do,” Supervillain mused out loud. “Their treasured little trainee. I’ve seen all of the interviews, the way they talk about you. They’re always so proud, they adore you.”

Sidekick’s chest tightened as Supervillain spoke, feeling the sparks of fear creep into their throat, burning away any words into ask.

“I don’t know how much Hero’s told you about me, but I have to assume it hasn’t been much. You see, Hero and I go way back,” Supervillain brought a hand up, letting their fingers draw over the red blotch swelling on Sidekick’s jaw, the beginnings of a nasty bruise. “There’s been a few favors I’ve needed them to do for me, but they’ve never had any incentive,”

Sidekick winced as Supervillain grabbed their chin, a wisp of touch turning into a throbbing grasp in a moment.

“You, however,” Supervillain’s lips curled back, expression caught somewhere between a grin and a snarl. “You will change all of that.”

Supervillain released their jaw, shifting off of them and grabbing Sidekick by the collar of their jacket, hauling them up as they stood. Supervillain’s grip quickly moved to the back of their neck, fingertips digging into Sidekick’s skin.

“I really hope you aren’t this boring all of the time. That would make things much less fun for me and much more painful for you.”

[avvail]

prompt #82

“They said that I could go with them this time, and then they left for the mission without even telling me. I feel like they just have me around for the publicity and they don’t really believe I’m capable enough to do this. But I can. Hero just won’t see it.”

The sidekick sighs sadly, lips curved into a frown. They gently rub their fingers together, glancing up at the figure sat next to them.

“I’m grateful that you always listen even though you don’t have to.”

At that, the supervillain smirks. “Anytime.”

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Forced Family- Part 6

Part 5

Hero collapsed on the hotel bed. They had been up for over eighteen hours. No matter what they tried, they hadn’t been able to sleep on the flight. They weren’t sure if that was because of the altitude or their own worry, but it didn’t matter now. Hero quickly drifted off before they could think about showering or changing into sleepwear.

Hero was back on the rooftop with Villain. Villain was holding them close, their familiar warmth enveloping them.

“Why don’t you love me anymore, Hero?” Villain asked sadly, stroking Hero’s hair.

Hero froze in place, Villain’s touch no longer comforting, but suffocating. They tried to push Villain away, but they held them fast.

“Let me go!” Hero cried, but their voice barely rose above a whisper.

The rooftop erupted in flames, engulfing the pair.

“Come back with me,” Villain said, their voice echoing over the blaze, “I love you, hero.”

The fire was just about to consume them when Hero bolted upright in bed with a shout. They panted, cold sweat making their clothes cling to them. They looked around the room and breathed a sigh of relief. No one was here, it was just a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Hero got up to get a drink of water. They didn’t want to go back to sleep straight away. Out of the corner of their eye, they saw a shadow move. Hero froze.

Hero quietly formed two ice shards, approaching the spot where the shadow moved. They were just about to pull back the curtain when a weight barreled into them, pinning them to the floor.

“I got them!” Sidekick whisper-shouted.

Hero knew it wasn’t very heroic, but they opened their mouth to scream. Hopefully someone would hear them and- too late. Sidekick stuffed a cloth in their mouth at rapid speed and before they knew it, the gag had been secured with several layers of industrial tape wrapped around their head.

“MMM!” Hero tried.

Hero shot beams of ice upward, launching Sidekick off of them. They bolted to the door, but Villain blocked their exit.

“Hero, calm down!” Villain whisper-hissed.

Hero stared with wide, fearful eyes. They shot another beam of ice, which Villain easily melted with a shield of fire. Hero glanced at the window. It was their only chance. They made a beeline for it, but Supervillain appeared in the fire escape.

“Hero, stop,” they said sternly.

Hero glanced wildly around the room as the criminal family closed in around them. They shot a blast of ice in a wide arc, but Villain melted it with a counter-attack. Hero began to hyperventilate. Not again, they couldn’t go back, they couldn’t. They were cornered, they didn’t know what to do.

A sharp pinch in their neck told them they had lost. Hero screamed into the gag, falling to the floor on their knees. They sobbed and cried, holding their hands over their eyes. Villain approached them slowly, crouching down next to them.

“Hero,” they said quietly, “it’s okay- it’s all going to be okay.”

Hero shook their head as their mind and body started to slow down.

“Mm…” they sniffled.

Hero collapsed on the floor, unable to remain kneeling. Villain caught them and held them close.

“Shh,” they soothed, “we’re going home. Just sleep, we’ll take care of everything.”

Against their attempts to fight it, Hero quickly drifted off in Villain’s arms. Supervillain lifted Hero’s suitcase and led the family out of the hotel room. They’d be home soon.

Part 7

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June of Doom Day #6

"They don't care about you." | Flinch | Broken Promise | Abandoned |

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"Get away from me, you criminal!" Sidekick spat as they backed themself further into the corner of the alley. Their injuries preventing themself from even standing up.

Supervillain approached them as if they were an injured animal, hands up, voice soft. "Sidekick, Sidekick hey I'm just here to help-"

"I don't need your help," Sidekick hissed at them, clutching at their injured arm.

"You can't walk," Supervillain pointed out, lowering slowly into a crouch to be at their opponent's height. "Yes, you do."

"Superhero will come for me," Sidekick told them. They didn't sound confident. "They said they would. So just leave me."

"There's no one coming," Supervillain tilted their head in sympathy.

"Yes, Superhero is!" Sidekick cried. "Your manipulation tactics won't work on me!"

"If Superhero's coming, why haven't they gotten you already?" Supervillain asked. "It's been hours since the fight, and you're still cowering back here."

"They're- they're coming." Sidekick sniffed. "They just get- held up sometimes!"

"Is that what they've told you?" Supervillain's voice was soft, caring. They moved closer, reaching out a hand toward the Sidekick. They flinched, but didn't object. "Sidekick..."

The young hero swallowed, their lip trembled. They were suddenly much less defiant than moments before. "What?"

"They don't care about you," Supervillain rested a hand on their knee. "You know that, right?"

Sidekick just looked away. Supervillain knew it was so they wouldn't see them crying.

"Come on." Supervillain moved to help them stand. "Come with me, I'll take care of you."

[whatthehellami]

"You just saved the world and they didn't increase your salary?" The villain gasped.

[serickswrites]

How Long

Warnings: presumed dead

Sidekick glared at Supervillain as they watched Villain prance into Lair. "Welcome home, Villain," Supervillain said with a smile.

Villain glanced around. "It's been a while. Good to be home. I'll be in my--"

"We moved your room. We didn't think you'd be back," Sidekick spat. They could not believe this.

Villain nodded. "Makes sense. I'll just go to the lab then." They turned on their heel and walked away, leaving Sidekick alone with Supervillain.

"How long?" Sidekick couldn't keep the rage out of their voice.

"How long what, Sidekick?" Supervillain turned their gaze to Sidekick.

"How long have you known that Villain was alive?" Sidekick's words dripped with venom. How could Supervillain betray them like this?

Supervillain considered a moment before answering. "The whole time."

Sidekick closed their eyes. They couldn't stand to see Supervillain right now. "How could you not tell me? I mourned them! For months! Every day was pain! How could you lie to me?"

Supervillain frowned. "I never lied."

"You didn't tell me otherwise. You lied by omission!" Sidekick sighed. "Not that you care about how I feel."

Supervillain shook their head. "It's not about how we feel. It was about protecting the integrity of the mission. Everyone had to believe Villain was dead. Sidekick, I--"

"I don't care to hear your excuses. I'll be in my room." And before Supervillain could reply, Sidekick sped away. They had a lot of feelings to sort through.

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So youve heard of uncle aaron survives and becomes miles sidekick au, and youve heard of the spot becomes miles sidekick au, now may i present....

both combined

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Sidekick's Death -- and Hero's Rage part 1

Warnings: death of Hero's sidekick, grief & denial, bleeding and grievous injuries, passing out

This one's for you, @sausages-things! I know you've been waiting for this one :)

I took an Anon story request a different writer got who wasn't interested in writing it -- so I wrote it instead!

Anon request: Hero very suddenly loses their sidekick they thought of as a younger family member in an attack from Supervillain, but who is immediately consoling the screaming grieving hero as they try to rush to Sidekick's body but Villain.

Villain who's their rival but not a monster, who roughly holds Hero against them as they sob and claw blindly in grief, it's Villain who takes them home away from prying eyes of the media, it's Villain who gives them something for the shock. They were fond of Sidekick too, in the way your friend's sibling grows on you the more you're around them.

Story:

Hero couldn't believe it. Couldn't believe her eyes when Supervillain stabbed his blade so deep into Sidekick's chest it punched clean through. Couldn't believe when he dropped Sidekick into a crumpled, bloody heap on the ground. Couldn't believe that Sidekick didn't get back up.

Time slowed to a crawl, Hero frozen in place staring at Sidekick's unmoving form laying limply on the ground, Supervillain stepping away from him.

"Come on, Sidekick," Hero whispered under their breath. "Please get up… you always get back up..." She had lost sight of her sidekick for mere seconds as she fought Villain -- and Supervillain had taken the golden opportunity to teleport over to their apprentice and kill him while she was distracted.

But Sidekick couldn't be dead--he couldn't--

"No," Hero breathed in horror. "NO!"

Supervillain wrinkled his nose in disdain at Sidekick's body and toed it cautiously to make sure he was really dead, a stunned Villain standing at his side. Villain's face was slack with shock, like he hadn't expected Supervillain to actually kill Sidekick.

"We're done here, Villain," Supervillain announced coldly. "I'll meet you back at the base later." Then he teleported, closing his eyes and vanishing from existence.

And for a long, awful moment, everything was silent. Then Hero let out an ear-splitting wail, stumbling over to Sidekick, even badly injured as she was. She was bleeding from various injuries, limping and staggering forward as she forced her beaten, broken body to move, to rush to Sidekick's side and help him up to get him to a hospital and--

Villain was suddenly in front of her, blocking her view of Sidekick before she could get close enough to get a good look at him. His lips were tightened in a grim line, expression unreadable.

"Get out of the way," Hero snarled viciously, and swung a weak fist at his face, which Villain easily caught and deflected, sending her stumbling off-balance.

"Villain, I swear if you do not move right now I will--"

"Hero."

"Sidekick needs me--"

"Hero." Villain's voice cracked, and Hero finally glanced up to meet his gaze. His face was no longer impassive, but sad and knowing and sympathetic all in one.

"Hero. He's gone. Trust me, you don't want to see him right now."

"Trust you," Hero echoed, then laughed maniacally, tears springing to her eyes. "TRUST YOU?! You're the reason Sidekick's--" she couldn't bring herself to say it. "If you hadn't distracted me, Supervillain would have never had the chance to get close to him! Now MOVE." She tried to push past him, but Villain stood firm, blocking her view of the bloody, mangled corpse of Sidekick behind him. It wasn't a clean death; it was messy, and horrifying, and outright traumatizing to look at. Villain couldn't let Hero see her friend like that. He himself really wanted to vomit right now.

Hero was stubborn, tears streaming down her bloody, bruised face as she shoved Villain hard in the chest, trying to push him away. But Villain didn't budge, and it was easy to hold the already weak and injured Hero back.

"Hero, listen--"

"No! NO!" Hero shrieked, a raw, wounded sound tearing out of her chest. "SIDEKICK ISN'T--"

"He's dead, Hero," Villain whispered. His own heart ached with grief -- he'd grown fond of Sidekick over the years, his bubbling, bright nature even in the heat of the fight. They were fond of Sidekick in the way your friend's sibling grows on you the more you're around them.

Hero screamed in a mix of fury and pain, stumbling into Villain in a last effort to push past him and go to Sidekick's side -- to help him, to do something other than just accept he was gone -- but Villain caught her, holding her firmly but gently, not fighting back as Hero lashed out and pounded on his chest with her fists in weak blows, flailing blindly and wailing in grief and pain.

Hero panted and sobbed, her blows weak and ineffective as she expended the last of her strength. "Villain, please," she cried, right as her legs finally buckled, Villain catching her and becoming the only thing keeping her from hitting the hard ground. She sobbed into his shoulder, clawing blindly at him, body going limp with exhaustion and pain. "Villain, you have to let me--"

"I'm sorry," Villain choked out, breath hitching. "You shouldn't have to see Sidekick like this. I... can't let you do that to yourself."

"But I need to--"

"You don't. You really don't," Villain cut her off. "Believe me."

"No! You can't deny me this!" Hero howled in anguish, screaming her pain to the world. Her breathing was harsh and ragged as Villain lowered her to the ground, where she flopped limply onto her front in the dirt.

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