[ WP ] A supervillain 's grandiose plans get foiled by something rather bizarre .

Multidoom stood over his arch nemesis Ricochet, with a look of malice and victory in his eyes. `` This is your last attempt at my life, Ricochet.'' He spat his enemies name with vile and contempt. `` I've never understood your power completely but I know this, you have no weapons now.'' Multidoom stepped back and put his hands up to the side of a dark blue dumpster and multiplied the air to push it towards Ricochet. With a crash that pinned him to the wall, an old calico with patches of bare skin showing, leaped out of the garbage with a screech. Running right past Ricochet's right leg which was seeping blood through his blue and gold spandex suit. With a gasp of pain, he kicked his foot just enough to get the cat to run the other way. Quickly sweeping his hand over the old tom then closing it into a fist before Multidoom waltzed back into sight. 
 `` You know, I've always wondered exactly what your powers-'' Multidoom was stopped short as a metal pipe bounced off the wall to his right and struck him square in the forehead leaving a nasty bruise. With a bit of blood running down into his left eye, he began to laugh. 
 `` I was thinking it would be nice of you to to fill me in on the scope of your powers but it looks like your name really does sum it up'' Multidoom picked up the pipe and brought it up over his head in a dramatic show of victory. The air around him began to shimmer in anticipation `` Just one question that I've always wondered.'' Ricochet said quickly with his one arm up to shield hid face from the impending strike. Multidoom stopped his downward swing giving Ricochet an opening to ask. `` Do you have to concentrate to make your powers work properly? Or am I the only one?'' Multidoom gave him a look that seemed to say'well duh.' `` It's only common sense to have a great deal of concentration for this sort of thing. Now if you will excuse me, I have someone to kill and a world to over throw'' Just as he brought the bar over his head again, Ricochet opened his other hand and flicked his finger in the air. 
 Unseen by Multidoom, the single flea landed on his arm and suddenly, it was two, then four then eight. `` Wha-?!'' Was all he could exclaim before a cloud of fleas engulfed him. He staggered out of the alley out into the middle of the street where he just so happened to fall down an uncovered man hole. Breaking his neck upon landing, the world would have no more troubles with Multidoom. 
 
 Pardon me for any spelling mistakes as this was all typed up on my mobile. 
 
 Edit: spelling and grammer.
