"Alkor!" Andrew, or Alkor as they knew him as, turned around to find Black Star behind him.
Oh, how Andrew Lincoln loved Black Star. Truly, he thought the hero was the best person he would ever come to know. Not because he saved people or anything like that. But because he thought he could stop villains like himself.
"Yeah?" He said casually.
"Stop this. Now." Black Star, Alkor's favorite called.
He stopped for a moment to look at the chaos he's created. He had set the town ablaze (accidentally of course) and there were people running through the town, which might I add was surrounded by forest. "Nah, I'm okay. Besides this is fun, is it not?" He shrugged.
And of course, a fight broke out. "Why is it-" Alkor dodged a kick, "That-" He punched Black Star, "Our Talks-" He fell to the floor, "Always end this way, huh?"
"Enough talk." Black Star's voice boomed from above him. He pulled out his knife.
"Always with the dramati- HEY!" Alkor yelled as he was stabbed. He stared at Black Star in disbelief. "That wasn't very nice." He stood as the hero backed away in surprise. The villain pulled the knife from his chest and smiled, "Was that supposed to hurt?"
Alkor laughed and threw the knife back to Black Star. "Better luck next time, I guess." And with that, Alkor disappeared.