The hero shuddered at the stark coldness of the room. They were bound to a chair in chains that only made the temperature more apparent. A figure approached them from a shadowed doorway. “[Supervillain].” The hero said coldly.
“Hello, [hero].” The supervillain greeted. They wore a confident grin, one filled with genuine glee. “Oh what a grand evening this is for me.”
“Is it?” [hero] inquired, raising their eyebrows,
“Yes, actually, it is. I’ve accomplished a great deal.”
“Like kidnapping me? Like you’ve done time and time again? I always get out, and you end up back on the run from the law.”
“Ah, but tonight is a little different than that. [Sidekick] has almost always played some role, no matter how minor, in getting you out. Not tonight.”
“How would you know that? Did you kidnap them too? Like you’ve done before?” The hero asked, unamused. The supervillain chuckled, their smile never faltering,
“No. They’re dead. Or at the very least, taking their last breaths.” [Hero] paused. Did [supervillain] really expect them to fall for this?
“I can’t say I believe you.” they said, flatly.
“Oh, no it’s true. I had some of my people pump them full of alcohol. Then, they put them in a car with their foot on the accelerator and a bottle of whiskey on their lap, and set them straight for the lake. They’ll go down with drunk driving as their death cause.” [Supervillain]’s grin was impossibly wide. [Hero] felt knots twist in their stomach. That couldn’t be true…
“Y-You’re lying!” the hero found themselves shouting. The supervillain leaned down, their face mere inches away from [hero]’s,
“You wish. I win.” they let out a shrieking maniac laugh, one that the hero knew couldn’t be acted. They felt tears well up in their eyes. No no no no. This couldn’t be happening. They couldn’t stop the tears from flowing over.
(3 hours earlier)
[Sidekick] licked the blood from their lip that was spilling from their nose. They glared up at [supervillain] from the chair they were tied to.
“You won’t get away with this. This is going to be the biggest mistake you ever made!” they yelled defiantly, despite the cloth about to be clamped over their mouth.
“I doubt it, sweetie.” the supervillain said as they watched [sidekick] go limp in the chair.
[Sidekick] opened their heavy eyes. It was dark, almost calm. They were in the driver’s seat of a car looking out into the darkness of the night. That lasted but a second. The windshield cracked, and the sidekick gasped as cold water started to hit their feet. They immediately started banging their hand on the seat belt to unbuckle it, but it was jammed. The water was rising to their knees. They noticed a bottle in their lap, and they smashed it against the window, before taking a broken shard to saw away at the seatbelt. The car was completely submerged by the time the seatbelt had broken. [Sidekick]’s lungs were burning as they swam out the window, scraping their back on the way. They desperately swam up, watching as the bubbles from their mouth and nose raced to the surface. Finally, they burst out of the water, flailing their arms. They took in gulps of air, and started to swim to shore. Once they had pulled themselves onto land, they coughed up some water, along with some of the alcohol that had been in their system. They laid there for a while with their head against the mud. [Sidekick] took some deep breaths and pushed themselves to their feet. They wobbled, but continued to stagger forward. Did they know anyone out here? Was there anyone they could walk to that would help them? [Villain]. [Villain] lived very close to here. But… would they help them? It’s worth a try. [Sidekick] walked on unstable legs up the nearby hill to a large house. They pounded on the door with all the strength they had left. Finally, they heard footsteps shuffling to the door. [Sidekick] sank to their knees in relief. [Villain] opened the door.
“Why-” They stopped upon seeing the sopping wet, crumpled figure in front of them. They took note of the rips and blood seeping through the back of their shirt. “What the hell happened to you?” they asked, now concerned.
“[Supervillain]. They- they tried to kill me. I think they have [hero]. Please… can you help?” The villain groaned, and buried their face in their hands,
“I’m going to be so mad if we die. Come in, let’s get you cleaned up.” [Villain] said finally. [Sidekick] happily walked inside.
“YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!” the hero roared,
“You know, [sidekick] said something similar. I believe they said, ‘you won’t get away with this. This will be the biggest mistake you ever made.’ Looks like-”
“Damn right I said that, and I stand by it!” Came a voice just out of sight from [hero]. They smiled as they saw [supervillain] look as if they might faint.