[ WP ] An actually competent henchman manages to kill the superhero .

The nuclear superweapon factory warehouse echoed with the sharp bang of metal on concrete. Griff stared at his companion, Snakes, in disbelief. 
 
 `` Are you kidding me, Snakes?'' Griff whispered sharply. Snakes shrugged sheepishly. 
 
 `` Why would you try to hold in a sneeze,'' Griff continued, `` by covering your mouth with your hands *when you're holding the deadliest weapon known to man!? * Wipe your hands and pick it up! We got ta get out of here before a superhero shows up.'' 
 
 Snakes hung his head ashamedly and wiped his hands on his henchman uniform before bending to pick back up his end of the metal crate. Inside the crate was a Nuclear MacGuffin that the two henchman had been tasked to steal... silently. 
 
 Carrying the crate awkwardly between them, Griff lead the way to their escape route through the conveniently placed sewer grate in the floor. When they arrived at the grate, they noticed it was closed. 
 
 `` Odd,'' whispered Griff, `` Did you close the grate after you came out, Snakes?'' 
 
 `` Uh, no, why would I do that?'' 
 
 `` I dunno, but it's closed. Sit the crate down and let's pry it back open. Hurry!'' 
 
 From up in the rafters, a voice chuckled. It was a pitying chuckle, filled with confidence. The henchmen dropped the crate and whirled around. `` I would n't worry about that, boys,'' said the voice, `` I welded it shut with my eyes.'' A blue glow suddenly sprang up in the rafters above. `` Now step away from the crate and I'll go easy on you.'' 
 
 Snakes looked ready to run, but Griff just gritted his teeth and sad, softly, `` No. Not this time Laze,'' and drew his gun. The glow descended from the ceiling, revealing a muscle-bound man with eyes of blue fire floating gently down to land a short distance from the henchmen. He smiled. 
 
 `` Mister Sinister must be strapped for cash, sending only two goons for a job as big as this. Why, it's hardly worth my time to put on my spandex and come out. The local police could have handled you two doofuses.'' His eyes blazed blue and hot. `` In fact, I've already c --'' 
 
 Griff's gun roared to life, interrupting Laze and sending a bullet to visit the space between his beautiful blues. Laze stumbled and fell, spurting out a gout of blue flame-beams from his eyes before landing, face down and unmoving, in front of Snakes. 
 
 Snakes stared, wide eyed, as the blue glow faded from Laze, before slowly turning to stare at Griff. 
 
 `` You... you killed him, Griff!'' Snake yelled. 
 
 Griff smiled and tucked away his gun. `` It looks like I did. Someone needed to do it. He was always making our life hell.'' 
 
 Snakes shook his head. `` Yeah, but you did n't even let him finish his speech! That's not very sportsmanlike.'' 
 
 `` Oh, come off it, Snakes! He was always interrupting Mister Sinister's exposition! Remember last time? He sent Mick to the hospital.'' 
 
 `` Yeah, yeah, but there's rules, you know? It's like an unwritten thing. And, do n't give me Mick! Our healthcare package is phenomenal.'' 
 
 As the two henchmen argued, a faint green glow grew in the air between them. Finally, after a narratively silly amount of time, they noticed. 
 
 `` Hey, what's that light?'' Snakes asked, `` Is Laze alive?'' 
 
 `` No, he's blue colored. This is green,'' Griff replied, `` It looks like its coming from the... oh. Oh no. It's coming from the crate, Snakes! Laze must've blown a hole in it when he died!'' 
 
 `` You think it's gon na blow?'' Snakes asked. 
 
 `` I dunno, but let's get out of here. Help me with the grate.'' 
 
 The henchmen ran to the sewer grate and tried to open it, forgetting that it was welded shut. The crate began emitting an electric whine that steadily increased in pitch. As the whine reached a crescendo, the two henchmen comically embraced, squeezing their eyes shut and screaming. A moment later, the crate hissed and went silent. The henchmen continued hugging and screaming until a voice in the shadows cleared its throat. 
 
 `` Excuse me, boys, but... uh, put your hands up and stop holding each other! It's the police and we've got you surrounded!'' 
 
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