[ WP ] You 're an evil genius with an overly elaborate and easily escapable plot to destroy your nemesis . Contrary to hollywood , somehow it actually works .

`` The sharks ATE HIM?'' 
 
 `` Yes sir.'' 
 
 `` You're sure?'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' 
 
 Lord Deathinator slumped back in his throne, a puzzled expression on his face. It was his plan, after all. Tie the hero up, slowly lower him into the shark pit. Leave two unarmed guards there to make sure it happened. That was what he wanted, right? 
 
 `` So he just... got eaten?'' 
 
 `` He screamed quite a bit, sir.'' The two guards shifted uncomfortably and shared a nervous glance with each other. They were generic rent-a-hench from HenchCo. Standard kidnapped their families deal. Deathinator had a hundred more just like them. 
 
 `` There was, uh, quite a lot of blood.'' The younger one volunteered. 
 
 `` Huh.'' Deathinator stood up, his black cape billowing around him, `` So no holograms? No laser-watches? No acrobatic jumps to the side of the shark tank?'' 
 
 `` No, sir.'' 
 
 `` How bloody cheeky of the bastard.'' Deathinator huffed, `` I spent all that time and money creating an amazing trap for him and he does n't even *try*. What a disappointment.'' 
 
 `` Sir?'' 
 
 `` I mean, it's no fun if I get away with it. I have all the advantages, money, power, minions... but having all that stuff, well, it gets rather dull. It's good for a while, but you get bored with just killing your enemies before you even meet them. Now, with Agent Stephens I got to sit down with him for a nice meal. He was very well mannered and polite, even after you'd handcuffed him, was n't he?'' 
 
 `` Uh, right. Yes, he was. Sir.'' 
 
 `` You do n't get that kind of nemesis just every day. Do you know how much time I spent becoming Britain's most wanted just to get him sent after me? I pulled heists at a net loss just for the attention. I personally leaked my plans to the ALPHA organization. The nerve of him. Dying! Right when it was getting fun!'' 
 
 Deathinator crossed his arms and stared at the floor, his cheeks puffing out. 
 
 ``'' Uh... is there anything else you need-'' 
 
 `` No, no. You're dismissed.'' Deathinator waved his hand, `` Go clean the shark tank.'' 
 
 `` Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.''
