The hero landed on a piece of the walkway, the metal railing swinging freely in the air as the wind rushed past. Ahead, Matt-att saw Dr. Zlo, waiting beside a silver man and a copper woman riding a muscular man. Faceless figures stood around them, saluting or making other gestures, performing a comical routine that stopped Matt-att for a second.
"I see you decided to give chase," Dr. Zlo said. "A pity. I gave you a chance to be a true hero, you know."
"I don't need your help in being a hero," Matt-att countered.
"Are you quite sure?" Dr. Zlo retorted. He tapped his cane on the railing, pointing it down below.
"Alright, I'll play your game," Matt-att muttered.
The hero looked down to where Dr. Zlo pointed, taking in the sight of Haven City. The once pristine financial district smoked black as fires burnt into the surrounding buildings.
"This is what you heroes did," Dr. Zlo started. "You hide behind good intentions without taking into account the consequences of your actions. Tell me, hero. You called me a troll, but the way I see it, your actions are more Trollish in nature, no?"
"Oh, don't give me that bullsh*t," Matt-att started. "You're the one who decided to f*ck up people's days. That means all of this is your fault."
"Ah, but you could have done better, wouldn't you say?"
"I'd say so, boss," Cass answered.
"Thank you Cass."
Matt-att rolled his eyes. Dr. Zlo was laying it on thick now, adding all of this sophism to seem like someone above the world. The streamer wondered if that was part of the act as well, or if the words coming out of Dr. Zlo's mouth were legitimate.
"Who the f*ck cares if we coulda done better," Matt-att answered. Since he already decided to listen to the guy, leaning into the whole act couldn't hurt. "At the end of the day, I'm the one with power, and I get to decide what to do with that."
Dr. Zlo raised an eyebrow, "It seems we're not so different, you and I."
"Get off your high f*cking horse and fight already," Matt-att said.
Dr. Zlo stepped forward, parting his minions like a prophet and stepping towards Matt-att. The villain stopped a bit away from the streamer, then held out his hand.
"Join me, hero," Dr. Zlo said. "You said it yourself. You get to decide what to do with your power. How would you like to use it for yourself? Ignore all of the responsibilities hero work requires of you, and unleash your true potential!"
Dr. Zlo balled his outstretched hand into a fist, "Imagine! With your power, we could destroy entire continents and bring the world to its knees under our rule! The unwashed masses would have to listen to us, would have to respect the might we wield!"
The villain ended the speech by thrusting his hand into the air, "No more bindings that stop you from getting what you want. No social rules to say it's wrong or illegal. Just pure power, and the rule that comes with it!"
Things stood silent after Dr. Zlo finished, only the quiet humming from the levitation generator, reaching Matt-att's ears. Dr. Zlo brought his hand back down, offering it to Matt-att once more. The hero blinked and stared at the hand while the villain held a look of triumph.
"Wow, I thought you might have a f*cking point in all of that," Matt-att said after a second.
Dr. Zlo sighed, "Listen, Cass. This device is solely for you and is the perfect way to use your alcohol procuring powers. Fill this pack with liquor of the highest alcohol content and unleash fiery terror on our foes!"
Cass tightened the straps on the pack and nodded, "You got it, boss."
"Excellent! Now, go help distract him. I'm going to do something about that flight pack."
With that, Dr. Zlo took off, his rocket boots sending him up into the air to confront the hero. He halted a few feet away from Matt-att, firing his laser to get the player's attention. The hero answered, bringing his shield around and stopping the blow in its tracks.
"Finally coming out to play?" Matt-att taunted.
"It seems you are more formidable than I expected. It's too bad you're still inferior to my genius!"
Dr. Zlo activated his monocle and tossed one of his button bombs at the same time. The hero stopped both, but the explosion blocked Matt-att's vision, blinding him to Cass's approach.
"Ha, did you think that would work?" Matt-att jeered.
"Of course not," Dr. Zlo said. "But I find explosions make a great distraction."
Matt-att furrowed his brow, then started as a gout of flame from below singed his legs. A twinge of pain ran up the player's spine, and Matt-att saw his health drop for the first time in the fight.
"Gah! F*ck!" the hero shouted.
Matt-att whipped around to see Cass holding his flamethrower, a clear liquid dripping from the nozzle. The hero growled but was forced to bring his shield up again as Mabel's sonic gun struck. Then it was Dr. Zlo's turn, and Matt-att had to fly into the sky to escape Cass's range.
"As I said, inferior," Dr. Zlo remarked as he moved in closer.
"A bit risky to get in my range," Matt-att said.
"Hardly," Dr. Zlo answered. "I've seen all your moves. And I'm prepared for any eventuality."
"Oh yeah?" Matt-att said. "How about this?"
The hero shot upward, pointing a hand out at Dr. Zlo. A white beam of static shot out from the appendage, forcing Dr. Zlo to move to one side to avoid the blow.
"You showed that trick plenty of times earlier," Dr. Zlo remarked.
"Wasn't aiming at ya," Matt-att said.
With a start, Dr. Zlo realized what he meant. The villain twisted around to see his last levitation generator speared through by Matt-att's disintegration beam. The last remnants of Dr. Zlo's Zloppelin started to sink. The walkways, barely holding together before, were splitting apart like stepped on potato chips, and Dr. Zlo watched as Mabel and Cass started to fall.
"Now, it's just you and me," the hero said.
Dr. Zlo turned back to face Matt-att, a dark look on his face, "So it would seem."