[ WP ] Retell the origin of a superhero , but reveal the hero at the end of the story .

He was beautiful. His pale skin seemed to be tightly stretched over the man's sharp cheekbones. The poor thing... He had so many problems. Such a tough past. He told me of his misfortune with his last job; of the men who took advantage of him and hurt his family. Of how he had been driven to his state. This beautiful creature, sitting right in front of me. His eyes glittered, set deep in his skull. He had been my client for months, you see. 
 
 It started out platonic enough, but eventually, our love for each other blossomed. Each meeting with him was more and more exciting. Soon, I was completely enthralled by tales of him terrorizing the city. Those bastards deserved what was coming to them. They deserved to feel the pain and emptiness that he felt. 
 
 He held an outstretched, white hand towards me. I bit my lip, gazing up at him and taking his hand in a weak, trembling grasp. `` I love you,'' I confessed to him. His ruby red lips stretched into an insane, sadistic grin- one that I had come to fetishize. 
 
 `` I love you too, Harley.'' 
 
 Note: I like villains better. Decided to go with that instead.
