[ WP ] The hero beats the villain by stooping even lower .

`` I guess you do n't care what happens to *her* then?'' his cloak whipping dramatically in the wind, Malphiar the Cruel pulled Sasha from behind a pillar and placed his disintegration beam to her head. 
 
 
 I narrowed my eyes. This would not stand. I glanced around and then reached quickly to the side. `` It seems, the tables have turned, Malphiar'' I said, holding the puppy by the scruff of his neck. 
 
 
 `` Mr. Fluffy...'' Malphiar's lips pressed tightly together, turning white with anger. He turned to the machine behind him. `` With a press of this button, I can destroy all of Mega-city in an instant! Drop your weapon! And place Mr. Fluffy down nicely!'' 
 
 
 I holstered my gun and pulled a cell-phone from my pocket. `` I have an in with the networks. One word from me and all fresh content is gone. I can have them looping reality TV endlessly in five minutes'' Malphiar gasped. I could tell by Sasha's eyes that she thought I had gone too far. Mr. Fluffy twisted in my grasp and looked at me reproachfully. 
 
 
 `` You would n't.'' Malphiar started. 
 
 
 `` Try me.'' my thumb hovered over the dial key. 
 
 
 Beads of sweat gathered on Malphiar's brow. He stiffened his back and held the gun harder against Sasha's head. I feinted with the phone. He flinched. 
 
 
 `` I give.'' he threw down his weapon. Sasha ran across the room away from him. 
 
 
 `` Sasha...'' I held my arms open as she ran toward me. I never saw the fist. 
 
 
 It is tough being a hero sometimes.
