[ WP ] A supervillain is depressed . To cheer him/her up , the superhero lets the supervillain be the hero for a day .


 The already small and grey apartment feels even smaller when seen from another perspective. It must have been months ago since I picked up the morning mail that know had formed into a small mountain by the door in the hallway. `` Electric bill, internet bill, telephone bill...'' It almost felt like I had accomplished something by just looking at these mails and bills. Each letter felt like a mountain stage, but I was determined to make it to the top. Villain News only makes me question my own existence these days. I remember when I enjoyed that magazine, but those days are long gone I guess. 
 
 I throw the last magazine in the trash can but i miss it. The fat screaming headline letters reveals; 
 **- BREAKING NEWS - 
 `` CAPTAIN MAINSTREAM-OP HAS DONE IT AGAIN! `` ** 
 
 The headline hits me hard. Like an avalanche that drags me all the way down to the bottom. There was I time when i made the front page, not a stupid `` Superhero''. In frustration and anger I kick the pile of what's left of the mail and a big brown package bounces down the hallway and ends up in the kitchen floor. It is distinctly marked with the letter `` M''. Without thinking I tear the wrapping open. It's a shoebox with a note. 
 - To Dr. Lurk, from a dear enemy. Today is your day. `` Carpe Diem'' 
 
 The quote made me shudder in disgust. There could only be one person in this town who would write something mainstream as that. I've almost forgot about the shoebox im holding in my hand. I slide the lid off slowly and i can see something bright red almost shining from the inside. The smell of a strong manly parfume leaks out in the kitchen as i open the box. I instantly realize what's inside, and i pull it out and fold it out on the kitchen table. `` Why?'' is the first question that comes to my head. Why in the world would Captain Mainstream-Op send his superhero suit to a simple villain like me? I take the costume up and hold it up against my body. The soft fabric almost makes me want to try it, and yet again I question myself. Am I real villain? A real villain would not even live in an apartment, the ones I read about as a kid lived in caves and scary castles. I was just a shitty, soon to be homeless looser trying to make ends meet in Bronx. I put the costume back in the box. I'll maybe burn it later or destroy it in some way. 
 
 The radio is still on since yesterday and some down tempo house music is on. I decide to make myself some coffee and maybe, just maybe make something out of this day. While I look thru the dirty dishes for a coffee cup clean enough to drink out, a loud emergency message burst out thru the radio speakers; 
 *'' Dr. Evil has taken 21 hostages as hes currently robbing a bank at Downstreet 42 in Bronx'' * 
 
 I instantly freeze. Dr. Evil is my villain name. Who would take an already taken name? the glimpse of the red costume in the corner of my eye is distracting me while im trying to figure it out and suddenly the pieces falls together. I check my closet and my suit is gone. Somehow Captain M must have got in and stole my suit the past days, maybe when i was passed out drunk two days ago. 
 
 *'' Captain Mainstream-Op should have been here before the police came, where is he?! `` * the radio keeps on covering live footage and i realize that this is what `` M'' wanted. He wants me to stop myself from digging this endless hole of misery. I have to put on that suit, get out there. Maybe i'll find joy in being a superhero for a day, or appreciate being a villain when iv'e done this. I put on the red flashy suit and it fits like a glove to my slim body. I almost feel a bit special wearing it compared to wearing my villain suit. I take a few deep breaths and say try to figure out where to get to Downstreet 42 the quickest way possible. I run down the stairway to my car. when I step outside the apartment complex I find myself in shock. Anon-boy, Captain M's assistant opens the door to their famous vehicle. He says out loud; 
 
 `` We do n't have all the time in the world `` M''. `` Dr. Lurk'' is a smart villain. He will always have an ace up his sleeve. I big smile fills my face and i reply; 
 
 `` He surely is Anon-boy, he surely is.....''
