Disclaimer: I do not own Megamind characters, heroes, villains, environments etc, etc. Any OC, hero, villain or location not recognisable is mine. I also do not own the villain of this fanfic, who shall remain nameless for as long as I see fit.

Rating and Warning: T for swearing and other bad words. Violence and a lot of explosions. Metro Man getting his ass kicked. OOCness maybe? A little bit crack-ish at some points.

A/N: I hope everyone will enjoy this one as much as the last. Let me know your thoughts.

…- Good is Kicked Pretty Bad -…

"Lois! Are you alright?"

"Clark! Where were you? Superman just saved me."

"Are you serious?" Roxanne snorts with the spoon still in her mouth. After coming home from a long and tiring day she had cleaned herself up, changed into her jammies and went straight for the ice cream. The movie Hall had forced her to borrow from him had been on her table for so long she just popped it in and watched it. So far, she is nothing like Lios Lane. It's actually an insult he compares Roxanne with her.

Still, this is nice. Just a bit of relaxing, a little Roxanne-time. Eating some ice cream, resorting to dieting tomorrow, hating on Lois Lane. How she doesn't know Clark is Superman is beyond her.

Glasses, Clark…

No glasses, Superman.

And Lois calls herself a reporter?

Roxanne is suddenly pulled out of her hating when her home phone begins to ring. Without giving it too much thought she immediately moves, grabbing the horn from the table next to her couch and answering. "Roxanne! You're not gonna believe this!" Hal's voice sounds frantic, with a hitch in his breath as if he has been running. Even though he is her camera man and a close partner in her work he never calls at an hour like this unless something big is up.

"…Metro Man!" This is the first thing she picks up from his anxious rant. Stranger still is the fact Megamind never attacks the city on the day he is defeated, but from what she can understand Metro Man is in action once more. Right now the blue menace should be in his secret lair having a little party with Minion because they have escaped the hero. So this must be…

…someone else? "…at the scene! That thing is huge!" Hal has a way to throw the switch between stay at home slob to get to the job reporter in the blink of an eye. "…like a frikking shadow!" She hums a reply, already dressing into a pair of clean clothes. Tomorrow is laundry day anyway. "…and I dunno but Metro Man is having a tough time with that thing…" While Roxanne begins to collect her shoes and coat Hal screeches into the phone and the sound of something big and heavy landing too close makes the brunette stop in mid step, arm half way into her jacket and sneakers still unlaced.

"Hal?" After a few more quiet seconds her cameraman answers her, and Roxanne believes she has never been this happy to hear his voice. "Lost Lane Ave. Metro Man is fighting that thing near the park. They're heading towards the centre of the city." He answers her before she can even ask the question. In times of need the redhead sure knows how to read her.

"I'm coming." And she's out the door.

…- Metro Man -…

"Give it up you Metro Bastard!" He doesn't even know where that voice is coming from. Metro Man swiftly dodges the three cars thrown his way, the last one missing him by a hair's length.

Whoever he is, whatever he is, this stranger is proving to be quite an opponent. Not in the way Megamind is his opponent. For the time being the hero is keeping his distance from the shadow rampaging through the streets. A shadow. That is all he can come up with.

At first glance, when Metro Man had been drinking his wine and eating his cracker this skinny man, who couldn't have been older then twenty, had surprised him with brutal strength and amazing speed. Throwing a car is one thing. Throwing a bus with so much force it crumbles and dents and falls apart up until it is unrecognisable is something else. Ghost had been the first thing crossing the white clad super man's mind when his young opponent had climbed out of the wall after dodging the leftovers of the bus. It hadn't been until Metro Man had thrown something else at the young man and had knocked the blonde back and off the building he realised it had to be something else. Shadow was the second thing crossing his mind as his new enemy rose up from the street barely damaged and sneering like a rabid cat. Because whenever he disappeared it seemed as if the shadow swallowed him.

At this very moment the monstrosity this blond and nameless villain had become has Metro Man at a loss. The giant black beast, which put Megamind's greatest battle suit to shame, changes shape. Like a liquid perhaps, more then a gas. On instant, fists, claws and giant maws filled with razor sharp teeth erupt from anywhere to punch, slam or snap at the hero.

The hero who is now hovering at a safe distance, battle worn and nearing desperation.

He prefers Megamind to this freak anytime.

The blue baddie, though destructive and quite dangerous keeps an eye on the surroundings of their battle field. He even makes a scene when coming up so that people have a moment to flee. Not once had Megamind punched the hero into a store or cafe where there were too many people. Not once had Megamind charged into a crowd when he knew Metro Man wasn't there to stop him before colliding. Not once had Megamind grabbed a random car from the street still filled with people and thrown it at Metro Man or any other random direction for that matter.

Not once had Megamind, during all of their fights, target random people and plucked them from the streets like this monster. And yet this thing had done all of the above and the hero couldn't stop him. There was nothing Metro Man could do to save the people from being swallowed by this black and ever changing mass. The worst part of it all were their screams that weren't muffled as they were swallowed, as if the shadow was actually made of a gas instead. So Metro Man heard them cry and beg until their sounds were cut short in a way he doesn't want to think about.

And what did he do?

What is left for him to do?

Laser eyes? This thing didn't seem to register getting shot by his blazing vision. Instead Metro Man had accidentally fried an entire building and that side of the street. Punches and kicks? Metro Man had charged this thing once, with all his speed and power. Everything had gone black when he 'entered' the thing's black 'body' followed by the light of the streets and stars when he shot out through the other side. The short amount of time he did spend inside of the total darkness he hadn't felt anything. No wind, no cold or heat, nothing. His tornado breath? He'd done that twice and this black menace didn't have the decency to pretend something was amiss.

"Why won't you die!" Not once has Megamind screamed that.

Followed by the question is another car hurled his way. The black fiend roars in anger when Metro Man dodges it once more but keeps his distance. Well… maybe he shall throw something bigger then?

On cue, the bad kind of cue a group of three helicopters fly closer, circling the black mass from a great distance. Metro Man bites his lower lip in frustration knowing in his heroic guts that the shadow is targeting them and waiting for them to close in.

His latest plan consisted of waiting until sunrise and hope the powerful rays of the sun could help him against this thing. Hell, it was a plan. He would never admit it was good. Of course easier said then done when it is only a quarter to twelve, but Metro Man is very much out of options and ideas. However, all three helicopters have powerful lamps attached to the front and are illuminating the shadowy beast. Seeing as it has no effect, waiting until sunrise is out of the question.

Apparently the people of the city are trying something of their own, casting a light upon a shadow to make it dissolve. The white clad hero feels a swelling of pride in his chest. Humans may be feeble and weak, but they are brave and very cunning indeed. Shame that their clever idea doesn't seem to work as the shadow rounds a corner into another street as if he's going to buy a bag of chips at the grocery store.

Indeed the humans know bullets won't work, and there are too many civilians in the area to throw a bomb onto the shadow. The hero doubts if that will help, but what else is there to do? The past five hours have been a cat and mouse game with this villain as the horribly overgrown cat. Even Megamind calls it quits when things take too long, or calls for a much appreciated coffee break which Metro Man has grown to enjoy dearly.

Shaking his head Metro Man focuses once more, pushing the thoughts of Megamind out of his head for now. He doesn't even want tot begin to think that the blue genius created this thing or teamed up with it or something. When he is about to charge in again and try something else a strong vibe shivers through the black beast. What sounds like a loud howl pitches into a screech as a single arm erupts from the shadow to try and grab one of the helicopters that comes too close. However, before the shadow can form a decent hand to grab it the whole thing collapses, like ice quickly melting the thing falls apart. It doesn't damage anything as it goes down and dissolves.

Metro Man is inches above the streets in a second, glaring up a storm at the male that dared to attack this city. If Megamind sees this mess he will have a stroke or throw a fit. Or both. The young villain seems to spot Metro Man, and for the first time the hero has a good opportunity to really look at him.

Twenty? At the best… The teen is showing a promise of a muscular build and even Metro Man can tell he doesn't even shave yet. The hero did give him a couple of good blows, the villain is shaking and severely injured and probably exhausted. He is clad in black boots, trousers, a black tank top and skin tight fingerless gloves that cover his lower arms. The man in white sizes the younger man up who does the same to him, posture as tense as he can manage and ready to strike. For a second the hero is fascinated by the long blond hair that reaches far down the teen's back but what grinds his gears the most in the red blindfold his opponent is wearing.

"What do you want?" He carefully begins, keeping his distance so far the young man is comfortable, yet so close he can lunge the second the teen twitches. He doesn't receive a response at all which bothers him.

After what seems like an eternity pass the villain suddenly jolts, and Metro Man has to dodge a giant maw send his way. Dragon swiftly crosses his mind when he eyes the maw, but that thought is fleeting. Never had Metro Man punched the street with as much vigour and speed as he did now. The street has a deep hole where his fist was just a moment before, but the hero had seen the new villain vanish into the shadows beneath him. When the dust clears Metro Man is met with total blackness.

He is left standing to wonder.

"Metro Man!" He could really use someone to talk to right now so he's but what glad to hear her voice. Roxanne is standing at the corner of the street along with her redheaded partner, whose name he forgot. They come running up, the fat man slugging a camera with him and swiftly falling behind. "Are you alright?" She gives him a once over when she reaches the battle worn hero, worried frown deepening with every cut and smidge of dirt. "I feel better then I look." He offers, sitting down on a nearby bench which hasn't been destroyed with a deep sigh. Roxanne follows and joins him on the bench, placing a hand on his shoulder for comfort. Hal stands by, worrying his lower lip between his teeth and trying to catch his breath. The three of them keep silent for a while, listening to the sirens in the city.

After a while Metro Man himself breaks the silence. "A lot of people got hurt."

"I'm afraid a lot more got killed." She confirms his silent thought. There is no need to twist around the truth. "Those shadows…" She begins, but what is there to say? What is there to ask?

"What I don't get…" Hal begins softly, as if afraid to anger anyone. "…how is it that he could cause so much damage when he rampaged through the streets but when he collapsed just now nothing happened?"

"He can do something to make it solid but… Gah! I don't know anymore…" With another sigh the hero leans back, feeling a little stiff. He's going to be sore in the morning.

"So what now?" The redhead gives his partner a strange look from the corner of his eye but Roxanne can't place it. So instead she turns to Metro Man. He had been staring into the distance for a small amount of time, contemplating. He doesn't really like this, but there is only one thing left to do. What if the shadow attacks the city again? He can't just sit it out and hope the villain gets tired of this.

Whoever this man is, the shadow he hides in renders him nearly invulnerable. Untouchable even, while everything around him crumbles. The blonde himself is bruised and bloodied by Metro Man's hands, but the young villain had adapted quickly in battle and had hidden himself inside the darkness where the hero couldn't reach him. So Metro Man needs something to attack the shadow.

He needs something to find that villain's body inside of the shadows.

He needs weaknesses, limitations, a plan.

Never though it would come to this… He needs Megamind.

It's time to fight fire with fire.

-Word vervolgd

Metro Man was difficult. I disliked him throughout the movie. (Did like him a bit when he came to the ceremony at the end) But it were a couple of fanfics on this site that helped me see the good in him (Literally) and I really wanted him to come out like a grand man.

OC Villain: Is actually not someone I came up with. I wonder if anyone can guess who he is and where I 'borrowed' him from. If you don't recognise him now you might in upcoming chapters. He is completely OOC in this one so he fits the story. I just thought he would make a good enough enemy against Metro Man. So… can anyone can guess who he is? Cause that would be pretty cool.

And of course, thank you my sweet reviewers.