[ WP ] In a city of just one superhero and dozens of supervillains , the hero one fateful day dies in the line of duty . Tell me the story , from a villain 's perspective , of the social fallout .

The red dot of the recording camera stared at me emotionless, as I found myself steeling up for the words I was going to say. I had written a speech, done re-writes, before finally tearing it all to pieces and making a failed toss at the trash. I glanced away from the glare, as if to hide the shame welling up in my chest. I speak. 
 
 *'' I would like to say that his death was the broken shackles we needed to take over the city. Far too long had he stayed at the top of the food chain, or so we believed. Now he's dead. And we are free. * 
 
 *Right? `` * 
 
 I find myself rubbing my eyes before continuing. 
 
 *'' As usual, questions creep into the sentences I make. With no discernable answer. Why am I recording this? Why am I here? Why did he have to die? What makes next? yad-yadi-ya. Random questions. What happens when the hero dies in a city full of villains and dead spots? What's the balance? * 
 
 * [ Overload ] was the the hero the city needed. The hero that the city needs. Even as some of our counterparts are currently running rampant and tearing the city into pieces. The city that we love. I mean, I get it. We all have been scorned by the society that we grew up in. It's what caused our fixation on the things that we want to destroy... the establishments that we want to tear down. * 
 
 *We've spent the bulk of our villainous career fighting against him, against all odds because he represented, or rather, we believed he represented the very society that took from us. That hurt us. `` * 
 
 A sigh escapes me as I turn to face the red glaring dot of evident shame. 
 
 *'' Curioser and curioser, I find myself debating on whether or not we stood on the wrong side. Arguably, maybe... maybe we did n't handle our past with the best possible tools for the best possible outcomes. * 
 
 *Even as I speak to you all right now, the self proclaimed nemesis of [ Overload ], is tearing the city apart simply because he can. And he has been at it for the past week, so much so that if he continues, by week end, we wo n't have a city anymore. Tempex has to be stopped. And we have to stop it. As well as Notoriety who is currently building a harem from the wives and daughters of people in the city. Scarlet, Sharkmando, Wheese, Titania, Ares... all divving up the city, hunting and mercilessly killing those who wronged them. * 
 
 *I know, I am currently requesting a lot from you. But I plead. As someone who knew [ Overload ] personally, I beg of you. Maybe it's the guilt talking, but it was with these two hands that I choked the life out of [ Overload ] as he figured out my identity. Many of you only know me as Question, but he knew me by a different name. Ironically, he was the only one there when I experienced the nightmares that made me who I am today. He was also the one who fostered my love for questions. * 
 
 *And I killed him, just to prove a point. * 
 
 *He figured who I was but kept it a secret, hoping to fight me in his poorly advised, colorful spandex in public, while trying to convince me to do the right thing. He and I would meet for drinks, me being none the wiser than he knew my secret, while I thought of ways to hurt him instead. * 
 
 *I'm tired. * 
 
 *'' Nevertheless, I'm going to go now. And face Tempex first with my barrage of questions, wit and the only offensive weapon I keep in my arsenal; my mind. * 
 
 *This is not me being a hero. This is simply me saving the city my best friend loved. * 
 
 *Join me. Or await your turn. * 
 
 *Either way, I'll be seeing you all soon. `` * 
 
 I lean forward to stop the recording on the camera, before returning to the laptop that holds the video. I open a new email under my villainous account and added a few of my career contacts into the email before attaching the video file. 
 
 I get up and dress up in my costume. 
 
 I hit send and walk out the door. 
 
 Maybe, maybe I get an answer this time.
