"Finally!" the villain cackled, "After years and years of fighting, I've finally done it! I've captured London's beloved hero!". The villain had the hero tied up in an abandoned warehouse. He placed a camera in front of the hero and started to broadcast it to every TV in London.
"Are you ready, London? I've captured your beloved hero and I'm unmasking him tonight! Live!" the villain said, cackling.
"WHAT?!" The hero yelled. This is not happening! The hero thought.
"Are you ready, London?"the villain said. As he went to grab the hero's mask, a voice interrupted.
"Wait!" the hero yelled. The villain looked back at the hero.
"Any last words, hero?" the villain asked. The hero gave him a look of confusion.
"That wasn't me," the hero said, his voice different from the one before. The villain went quiet. If this isn't the hero, then who is? The villain thought.
"What is happening here?!" the hero yelled. The villain looked at him in disbelief.
"Two heroes?!" the villain yelled. The two heroes looked at each other. They were scarily identical. The second hero looked closer at the one tied up.
"Who are you?" The second hero asked. The tied up hero blinked.
"I'm-" the hero started, but then stopped abruptly. "...I don't know who I am..."
"What is going on?!"
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One Shots
FanfictionThis is my one shot book for any kind of fandom collaboration I want or that you guys want bc I'm putting up a requests thing.
