[ WP ] A superhero and his arch-nemesis are locked in a fight to the death , but they share the same weakness .

`` Planning on irradiating the worlds supply of Oreos Dr. Melanoma? *Diabolical*.'' 
 
 `` Ginger-man! We meet again... For the last time! You've stepped right into my trap!'' Dr. Melanoma cackled. 
 
 `` Not this time villain, you've gone to far!'' Ginger-man shouted heroically through a face full of freckles. `` I shall stop you once and for all!'' 
 
 They clashed. Dr. Melanoma fired his carcinogen gun, filled with all kinds of dastardly fluids and materials, and Ginger-man evaded via cartwheel to his left. GM used his momentum to propel himself up atop one of the large tanks of radiated material that lined the room. The two went back and forth firing and dodging, striking and parrying, all the while the clock ticked towards 7:00 am. Sunrise. 
 
 Ginger-man had found Dr. Melanoma's evil hideaway atop Mt. Everest due to a tip from his trusty news reporter Jary Mane. Inside the cold steel observation room he found dozens of tanks full of irradiated material for Melanoma's diabolical scheme. On the opposite wall was massive bay windows over looking the eastern night sky and frozen Himalayas. 
 
 Finally GM bested his foe and smashed Dr. Melanoma through the bay window. However, as he fell a conveniently placed roped had tied around his ankle. The villian flailed helplessly, hanging outside the window. 
 
 `` Your relentless ravenous ravaging has regrettably come to an end Dr. Melanoma.'' Ginger-man announced triumphantly from the broken windows edge. 
 
 `` No, no do n't leave me here GM! The sun could rise any minute!'' 
 
 `` And rise it shall!'' His fiery red hair whipped in the mountain winds, `` You've met your end!'' 
 
 Distracted by the hubris and pride of his own genetic superiority, Ginger-man failed to notice his arch-nemesis produce a gun from his black, leather boot. The villain sneered as he aimed and fired. *Thuft*, the small weapon sounded softly and Dr. Melanoma watched gleefully as the dart hit its mark. 
 
 `` Arrgh!!'' Ginger-man shouted out as the dart took him in his gut. GM wobbled a bit and staggered his step until finally his hands tore the dart free of his abdomen. Then he froze with it in his hands. `` Wht id yu d... do t... Me.'' He struggled through a clinched jaw. Melanoma laughed. 
 
 `` Paralysis dart of my own invention!'' He giggled. Ginger-man struggled grunting and huffing, but unable to move, `` Now since you've got no where to go, I have a proposition for you. I happen to have the antidote for your paralysis and if you agree to free me, I'll unfreeze you. I know you will stay true to your word Ginger-man, your paragon personality has been an annoyance, but it is nothing if not predictable.'' He carefully loaded the antidote into the weapon, `` Now what say you hero?'' 
 
 `` No.'' Ginger-man managed back. 
 
 `` NO!?'' Melanoma screamed, `` Need I remind you hero that when that sun rises above the mountain tops we are both dead! Now I know.. I know we've had our differences, but in our weakness we share a commonality. The ultraviolet rays will kill us! Save us! Do what heroes do!!'' 
 
 `` No.'' He replied again through gritted teeth and Dr. Melanoma lost his shit. He flailed again like a fish out of water. He managed to get his mouth up to the rope that held him and tried gnawing through, futilely. Eventually he fell back and hung helplessly. All the while the sun had begun to rise. The dark sky had turned a light yellow around the edges fading into a deep, magnificent purple. Faced with death the villain weighed his options and found that he had none, save for one so terrible it made him gag a little. 
 
 Dr. Melanoma sighed and aimed his gun again at Ginger-man. `` Ok. I concede.'' He started in resignation, `` I'm going to unfreeze you and I hope you will do the right thing Ginger-man. I have decided it is better to live and try to reform, than die a villain. I will go with you quietly.'' 
 
 Then in the next moment he fired, *Thuft*, the second dart punctured Ginger-man's thigh. Slowly the hero regained his motor control. He flexed his fingers and stretched his legs. Finally he worked his jaw driving out the poison that had locked it in place. `` Ok you're free now.'' Melanoma started quietly, the sun minutes from breaking the horizon. `` Raise me up.'' 
 
 That brought GM's attention back to his nemesis. His beautiful green eyes were unsympathetic as he responded simply, `` No.'' Ginger-man turned and walked away. 
 
 Dr. Melanomas eyes went wide. His heart stopped momentarily as the shock surged through his body like lightning. `` YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE HERO!! SAVE ME! SAVE ME! SAVE ME!'' He shouted over and over again. That is until the sun rose and his cries for help devolved into cries of pain. Minutes later he was gone and Ginger-man sat safely inside the facility toying with the effects he had found in his nemesis' belongings. *Nobody fucks with my Oreos. * He thought to himself, *Nobody. *
