[ WP ] The most bitter enemies are often the people who could have been best friends .

Oliver was dangling upside down over a pool of piranhas, this was not the first time he ’ d been in this situation, but this was most definitely the most deadly version he ’ d found himself in. Nobody knew he ’ d come to bust the bad guy, so he had no back up. It was looking grim for the super hero. 
 
 “ What a deep situation you ’ ve found yourself in, Mister Underdog. ” Oliver ’ s nemesis, the evil Top Boss, cackled from the shadows. 
 
 Oliver, known as Underdog by the common people, rolled his eyes, “ Is that the best you could do? I ’ m dangling about a ‘ deep ’ pool, so a deep situation? ” He chuckled, as well as one could when upside down, “ You ’ re letting yourself go. ” 
 
 Top Boss stuttered slightly before walking out of the shadows to the edge of his platform, which was at Oliver ’ s level a few meters away. “ You won ’ t be saying that when you ’ re swimming with the fishes, ” he hissed, pulling a lever next to him, causing Oliver to start inching downwards. 
 
 The pace was agonizingly slow, and Oliver could see Top Boss blush. He turned to the lever and began looking around it, his voice lost its evil tone and he began cursing, “ Damn thing, it should be going quicker. Cost so much money. ” He turned to look at Oliver, “ Sorry Underdog, I hoped to make your death swift, but apparently this thing wants to make it as slow as possible. ” 
 
 Oliver shook his head, “ Don ’ t worry about it Top Boss, it ’ s not your fault. ” 
 
 Top Boss smiled, taking a seat at the edge of the platform, legs dangling off the end of the platform, “ I ’ m not gon na leave you to edge down to your death alone, I ’ ll sit here with you. ” Oliver nodded his thanks and closed his eyes to settle in for the long way down. 
 
 After a few minutes silence, Top Boss coughed awkwardly, “ So, what ’ s your favourite movie? ” 
 
 Oliver ’ s eyes flicked over to his nemesis, and he hummed thoughtfully, “ I ’ m a fan of the original Spider Man movie. ” 
 
 Top Boss clapped from his position, “ Oh, what? Me too, I love movies with super powered people. ” He then looked up thoughtfully, “ But between me and you, I am fond of the odd romantic comedy. ” 
 
 “ Me too, ” Oliver admitted. “ I really like- ” 
 
 “ Briget Jones ’ s Diary. ” They both said at the same time, and shared a look, letting out a laugh. 
 
 “ Oh that one was so good. ” Top Boss said with a sigh, the silence filled the room again. Oliver shared a look with Top Boss, who hummed, “ Want some music? ” 
 
 Oliver attempted a shrug, only for the ropes holding him up to dangerously shift, at which point Top Boss took out a phone. “ Samsung. ” Oliver commented, assessing his nemesis ’ phone. 
 
 “ I can not stand anything other than Andriod. ” Top Boss explained, “ It ’ s a flaw, I know. Nothing beats the android OS though. ” 
 
 “ I don ’ t disagree, I too have a Samsung, ” Oliver said. Android was the bomb when it came to phone operating systems. Top Boss smiled, and music started to echo throughout the room. “ Metallica? ” Oliver asked, recognising the guitar riff. 
 
 Top Boss looked at Oliver in surprise, “ Why, Underdog, I didn ’ t take you for a metal fan. ” 
 
 Oliver smiled, “ There is much you don ’ t know about me Top Boss. ” 
 
 “ We ’ ve been enemies for so long though, I thought I knew everything about you. ” Top Boss said, waving his arms slightly, “ I suppose I only know the surface of your alter ego. ” Top Boss removed his top hat and face mask, allowing Oliver to catch a glimpse of his nemesis ’ brown hair and eyes, the guy was barely twenty-one. “ No use hiding it, you ’ ll be dead in a few hours, ” Top Boss explained at Oliver ’ s confused look. 
 
 Top Boss did have a point. “ So do I get a name too? ” Oliver asked, laughing slightly. 
 
 His nemesis shrugged, “ Why not? Name is Harry. ” He looked at Oliver expectantly, “ What about you, Underdog? ” 
 
 “ I ’ m Oliver, ” He replied without hesitation. “ You don ’ t seem like a bad guy Harry. ” 
 
 Harry let out a chuckled, “ I wasn ’ t. Until you showed up. ” Oliver winced, he didn ’ t want to be the cause of anyone ’ s evil tendencies becoming dominant, but he knew it was a risk when he took up fighting crime. 
 
 “ How ’ d it happen? ” Oliver asked. 
 
 “ Just like any normal super powered person, I lost my parents at a young age, was kicked out of many schools, until one day I decided I would fight crime. ” Harry said, looking down as if reminiscing, “ I dressed up, nice costume, but a superhero told me I was an amateur. ” He said with a half-hearted glare at Oliver, “ I decided I ’ d prove him wrong. ” 
 
 Oliver felt guilt build up, he ’ d been pretty cruel when he ’ d started up his job as a vigilante, told many hopefuls to beat it. “ What made you chose the evil path? ” 
 
 “ Money. ” He said simply. 
 
 “ Batman had money, he didn ’ t go evil. ” Oliver tried to reason. 
 
 “ The Joker had no money and he went evil. ” Harry bit back, then sighed, “ Another similarity, you like Batman? ” Oliver nodded, it was his favourite DC superhero, showed anything was possible. “ We could have been good friends. ” Harry said, falling back to lay on the platform. “ You play video games as well? ” 
 
 Did he? Of course, whenever his hectic schedule would allow, so when he wasn ’ t kicking crimes butt or studying for finals. “ Yeah, but I prefer RPGs to First Person Shooters. ” He said with a laugh, “ PC Master Race and all. ” 
 
 Oliver heard a thoughtful hum from Harry. “ Graphics or gameplay? ” he asked. 
 
 “ Gameplay, although graphics helps with immersion. ” Oliver replied, eliciting another thoughtful hum from the other male. 
 
 Harry stood up, walked over to the lever, pulling it back up. Oliver ’ s descent halted with a jolt and Harry leant against the railing of the platform with a sigh. “ I can ’ t kill you anymore. ” He said, looking pained as he said it, “ It doesn ’ t feel right now. ” 
 
 Harry took a large pole that was at the other end of the platform and use it to hook onto Oliver, pulling him safely onto the platform and cutting the rope. They sat there for a few moments, on the platform, Metallica still playing. “ Should we get something to eat? ” Oliver asked cautiously. 
 
 “ Pizza? ” Harry asked. 
 
 Oliver shared a smile with the man, “ Why of course. ” 

