You used to be one of the strongest and most well known superhero’s of your time, but after many decades of fighting you retired to live a peaceful life. Over the years of your retirement new super heroes filled in your place and fought the villains. That was until today. The new generation of hero’s had been fighting a new group of villains but they couldn’t handle themselves, they were failing, and miserably at that. You had no choice but to put on your suit and fly out to help. You land in the middle of the fight, causing everyone to stop and look over, you crack your knuckles and smirk.

“Alright, let’s get this over with-“

you’re interrupted as the retired Villain you used to fight also lands in the middle of the fight right in front of you, a smirk plastered on their face as they look at you.

“Looks like we’re long over due for a fight, aren’t we?”

The villain says with a cold chuckle. you look at the villain for a moment before raising your hands into fighting position and saying.

“Let’s show ‘em how it’s done.”

the villains smirk widens.

“Oh hell yeah.”