There the two were. Hero holding a gun at the Anti-Hero’s forehead.

…

The two were sworn enemies, one being a monstrous villain and the other being a righteous hero. The two had their times, cycles and cycles of playing cat and mouse. The Villain would always come up with elaborate plans to get rid of the Hero (or maybe to just impress him), and the Hero putting them back into chains. But Hero didn’t know how Villain was shaped into being what they were. And over time, even the Villain didn’t want to play their part. And they changed, they did, they really tried. And the Hero knew.

…

But, the Hero found Anti-Hero’s powers too dangerous for this world, too dangerous for the people. And so with Hero’s fingers of the trigger, standing in front of the kneeling Anti-Hero who was nearly in tears, ready to shoot.

But he wasn’t sure if he could do this…