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Now... this might make no sense whatsoever but I had no idea how to write this prompt. Hence why I gave up with it and left it until I had some time to actually think about it. I think that I thought I had an idea but... I don't know... it just didn't come...

Sixteen: Super Powers

An AU in which your OTP has superpowers. Are they a hero/sidekick duo? Are they archenemies? Are they both villains?

He was the good guy.

He knew that it.

It was just hard being the good guy when he had been deemed 'the sidekick'.

And when they saved the day, he wasn't the one being celebrated. They never really saw his input. It was just all about the main guy.

At some point, he stopped trying to remember who he was the sidekick to.

It was easier that way.

Easier to drown out the name that wasn't his.

And maybe he hadn't realised how little he meant to his current 'hero' when he needed some time off and the guy hadn't realised that he had been gone for five months. He never asked why he was gone for so long.

Then the hero could understand why he didn't want to work with him anymore.

There were external factors but he needed more.

He needed to feel like there was more to life than being the sidekick.

There was more to his powers than being a sidekick.

He didn't want to take on the sidekick role that he did next but he needed to. It was meant to be a transitional thing. That he would end up with the hero's role at the end of it and he knew that the day he got a sidekick, he would cherish them.

Well, it never happened like it was meant to.

He soon found out that he was going to be the sidekick to someone else.

And he had no idea how it was going to be any different from what he'd had in the past.

Growing up with a villain made her think that, one day, she would be a villain as well.

Her father was the type of villain that didn't stop at nothing. He didn't care who got in the way. His eyes were always on the prize.

Which was how her mum died.

Deep down, her mum was a hero.

She might not have had any powers, per se.

But she knew that her mum was a hero for trying to change her dad. It was never going to happen and, realistically, there was only so much good her mum could put into the world. And the amount of bad that her dad put into it would always outweigh it.

Trying to stop her dad was fruitless.

Even with her powers, she wouldn't even think about trying to stop him.

He was a law unto himself.

He had foiled a great number of heroes.

And when he was foiled himself, she let out the longest sigh of relief.

It didn't mean that she didn't get wrapped up with other villains. She did seem to attract them somehow. Maybe it was because her alias still carried her father's name. Maybe because of her powers, they thought that she would follow his path.

And maybe she did for a bit just because she didn't know how to get out any other way. The call to that life wasn't her choice. And she did hate herself for it.

All she needed was a chance.

And the moment she was given one, she took it with both her hands.

There were so many doubters that she changed her name just so they would stop linking her to her dad.

Yet still, for every step she felt like she took forward, she felt like she was pushed two steps back.

Instead of fighting villains, she felt like she was fighting the whole world just to be what she thought she was meant to be.

She was one of the good guys.

She just hadn't been given the opportunity to show it.

And then it did.

But she wished that it hadn't come at someone else's expense.

She knew that he wasn't happy about it when they first met.

His face showed how unhappy he was about this change in the situation.

And she just thought that this was another person who was going to knock her down.

To begin with, they didn't like each other.

To begin with, they couldn't find their flow.

Meaning that things didn't go as planned.

And things were looking bad for both of them.

But then they learnt to trust each other and once that happened, it felt like they were both getting what they wanted.

He knew that she appreciated him unlike anyone else that he had worked with before. And she knew that he saw her for the person she had become and not the person she was.

Until her past caught up with her.

And of course, he knew who her father was.

He wasn't happy that she had kept it from him. He couldn't see why she would have kept something so massive from him. But he wouldn't give her the chance to explain herself.

Maybe if he had done, they wouldn't have found themselves in a situation where they thought that they were going to part ways.

It was more of a loss on her front. She had come to really like him and after having no friends, she was glad for one.

She could see the great things that they could achieve together.

He couldn't.

Not until she had put a few things into perspective for him.

Like the fact that he had felt so underappreciated in the past. There was no guarantee he would get the role that he wanted when he left her.

It was enough food for thought that he backtracked on his decision and allowed her to explain more about how she had got caught up in it all. By the end of it, he had to admit that he hadn't really thought about it in the way that she had said it. And that she couldn't really help who her father was.

Even though she wouldn't dream of, she knew that she would never take advantage of him. Not when he had, again, given her his full support.

And she didn't think that she could have done it without him. She needed all the help she could get in taking down the associate of her father's.

It had been hard and draining. She had come face to face with someone that she had once seen as an uncle. Someone who was but wasn't family. But he would have had no problems in taking her down, so she needed to put aside any emotion. This wasn't the time or the place. And it would only stop her from doing what she felt like she needed to do.

Afterwards, she had felt so drained that she couldn't even remember how they got back to their headquarters. She couldn't remember anything from the short debriefing that they had.

The first thing that she recognised and remembered was the way that he, her sidekick, had looked after her. How he had got everything ready for her to clean herself off, with him doing the same at the same time. How he had knocked on the door to make sure that she was decent before he entered the room. How he had attended to her cuts and bruises. How she had noticed the black eye forming on his face. How he had told her that he had already dealt with it.

He had stayed in her room that night. At her request.

He seemed determined to be a gentleman that she had to force the covers back so that he got underneath them.

It was the first of many nights that they spent that way.

They were advised against any relationship forming between them if it wasn't professional but they couldn't stop themselves. He continued to be so gentle with her and she continued to see what everyone else had failed to see in him. And they were convinced that they worked better because of it.

It was them against the world.

And as long as they were together, they knew that they could do it.