"Ooooh I am going to regret this on the cold mornings"

I mused quietly, desperately trying to rub some life into my shoulder; that landing was just too damn hard. His shadow fell over me, and I knew before even looking up that he would be gloating. Way too many wannabe villains these days taking thier cues from Pro-Wrestling.

"Not gonna showboat? Come on, you got me down; you gotta make a scene of it now tough-guy; its your moment"

I uttered through gritted teeth, desperately trying to buy some more time, precious seconds to gulp down some air and keep the blood flowing. I went into this fight cold, a part of that whole Not-Wanting-To-Sacrifice-An-Innocent thing I have now.

The Ghetto Blaster laughed, not with any genuine humour; more like someone reading a script that simply says "laugh now".

"Awww not going to kill someone to beat me? Yeah I know who you are Trolley-Man! Just as well..."

I held my tongue, he was monologuing! Good! He turned around, a slow rotation with his arms raised in imminent victory.

"You would need to take out a whole Busload of people to be strong enough to defeat ME!"

There she was, standing off to the side watching wide-eyed; Blaster's 10 year old daughter Elaine...

"I don't need that"

I said just loud enough for him to register.

"I only need HER...!"

I rolled away from him, springing up to my feet immediately and sprinting to the edge of the rooftop where Elaine was standing, gripping her collar firmly and suspending her over the edge.

"NO DON'T... WAIIIIIT!!!"

Blaster's cry lost its' villainous edge, veering straight into protective father mode; too bad he didnt have that whenever he levelled an entire project and the families inside.

"Okay Blaster, you surrender right now... The cops are waiting with suppression cuffs. You give up and I dont kill Elaine and then you. How about it?"

To my relief, he saw sense and gave in, I held her there until the authorities had him neutralised and secured. It was as I brought her back that I finally looked back at her, seeing the absolute hatred burning in the pit of her soul. In that glance I saw her future, her gaining her own powers and yes; rising to become an S-Tier Supervillian.

I set her down on the ground without a word; wether an innocent or someone's innocence...

The sacrifice was still made...