If You're Hero, I'll be your Heroine!

The Deserved Loser Will Never Win

This was Hero's emotional speech on the Instagram live. His punctuations were perfect, and he became emotional when he had to. He hovered in the air as he spoke, so that no one would doubt him to be a imposter.

Hello people! It's me, Hero!

You all have seen me, and know that what I do is only for the sake of good.

Recently, we have witnessed the death of a fine dancer that was Ranaak A. He was a close friend and well-wisher of mine, and he was the one who told me the root cause of the problems that Mumbai has faced recently, including the flying robot, the missile attack, and the tornado.

That person is Anyaan Agnihotri. He is a mad scientist who wants to turn Maharashtra into a war zone. He is creating humanoids to create havoc, and they are all over the state now. He is planning to send some humanoids to Afghanistan to work for a terrorist organisation called XXX. The male humanoids have blue hair and violet eyes, and the females have violet hair and blue eyes.

Most of you might be horrified to hear this. But Ranaak himself was a humanoid created by Anyaan. But he had a heart which the other humanoids didn't have. A good, righteous, loving heart. He went against his master to ally with me. He fought along with me against Anyaan in that dreadful fight which took his life. But in his last moments, he told me that he was happy that he was dying for supporting the good rather than living for supporting the evil!

Anyaan, you are a criminal. Both of law, and of nature. I challenge you to fight with me alone, without the help of those artificial rascals of yours! I'll be waiting for you on top of a skyscraper, next week, at dusk.

The video started trending quickly, and was being continuously uploaded to YouTube and other platforms. As a result, many people supported Hero.

Anyaan too saw the video, as it was unavoidable.

"Oh, so the duffer wants me to fight him alone?" he said. "An easy job for me! I can disappear and appear whenever I like! I'll kill him as well!"

"Exactly, sir," said Paraasta. "And I'll become Vijeta again! Our fellas aren't ordinary humans, they'll be safe!"

"Let me be prepared. After all, one should never underestimate the enemy!"

The day came fast.

Mihir was waiting for Anyaan on top of a skyscraper. Since Mumbai had many skyscrapers, he was sure that Anyaan would get confused.

But Anyaan knew. Soon, he was face to face with our protagonist.

"It's interesting that you have the guts to fight me, Hero," he muttered. "I'm impressed."

"Keep that to yourself, then," said Mihir.

Anyaan tried to aim a kick at his face, but Mihir was a man of technique. He dodged the attack effortlessly, almost like eating a cake.

The fight ensued. Anyaan struck Mihir on the temples and back, causing many deep wounds, but again, Mihir wouldn't relent. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and pretending to relent, he didn't defend himself when Anyaan hit him. He fell, his lower lip slightly bleeding and hands scratched.

"Hah! Never mess with Anyaan Agnihotri!" said the mad scientist with an evil laugh. "Even the people's darling Hero couldn't defeat me! Now, no one can stop me from turning the state into a war zone!"

He turned to dissipate into his underground laboratory. Paraasta was waiting to welcome him, with a box of sweets.

"He just fell, like a milk-immersed Parle-G biscuit !" said Anyaan, showing off his dirty fangs as if he was a saber-toothed tiger.

"Does that mean I'm Vijeta again?" asked Paraasta.

Anyaan nodded. "He'll never come back again."

But suddenly, a deep, resonant voice made it's way into the room.

"In fact, I'm very much here, Anyaan," said Mihir. "Did you think that you'd get away with the crimes that you did?"

Anyaan was shocked. "How did you come... here?"

"You brought me here! I held on to your shoulders as you dissipated!" he said.

Anyaan stared blankly at him.

"And by the way, you must be Paraasta, aka Vijeta," he added. "By assisting this old hag, you will always be Paraasta, and never Vijeta!"

Saying so, he landed a punch on Anyaan's face and tied Paraasta to a pillar.

"Do whatever you want," growled Anyaan. "But my fellas are still out there, creating havoc!"

"Oh, haven't you seen the news? Your fellas have been caught! Only some of them are free."

He showed them newspaper articles about the police in every district of Maharashtra nabbing the humanoids, who had been responsible for many civilian attacks. Safera, who had left the laboratory just an hour ago to complete a mission, had been arrested too.

"How could this be?" bellowed Anyaan.

"Satyamev Jayate," said Mihir, pinning down the scientist. "The truth is always the victor, and the truth is that your evil fantasies will never come true, until I'm here!"

"Hero, I'll..."

"You can't do anything to me, Anyaan. Truth is on my side. You'll be killed anyway, so tell me, do you have any last wishes? I'm being considerate towards you!"

"Then, show me your face," barked Anyaan.

"Reasonable," said Mihir. After giving Anyaan another thunderbolt punch, he removed his mask to reveal his chiseled, handsome face. His stunning grey eyes were shining like triumphant stars.

Anyaan was shocked.

"Vipin?"