[ WP ] You 're a normal person in a world full of superheroes , and unfortunately , you live right next to a super villain .

Like A Good Neighbor 
 
 By ElSol69 
 
 They never knock. 
 
 The blue suited goon crashed through my front door; he was wide enough to take more than just the door down. I rotated my recliner around to look at him. He was posing triumphantly. 
 
 `` I have you now, Destro!'' he shouted… triumphantly. 
 
 I reached over, grabbed my cup of coffee, and took a sip. I'd never seen the particular color combination this superhero wore -- mostly blue with white lightning streaks on the chest, red overshorts, red hood, and a white cape. 
 
 `` Your color scheme is too much,'' I told him. `` The red makes it garish.'' 
 
 I set the coffee cup down. He seemed put off by my criticism. He looked around the room to buy time to gather his thoughts. I sighed and crossed my legs, waiting for him to figure it out. 
 
 `` I do n't know what game you're playing with me, but your reign of terror has come to an end, Destro,'' he declared finally. 
 
 I raised an eyebrow at him. He did n't get the message. 
 
 `` Generally, your kind announces their name,'' I explained. `` It's hard to keep up with you lot, especially the new ones.'' 
 
 `` I am Virtuo!'' 
 
 I clapped, `` Good posture hit. Good tone of voice.'' 
 
 He looked around my living room room again. 
 
 `` Obviously, you're a physical hero,'' I said. `` Let me give you some advice -- you need to team up with someone in the brains department. Of course, that's if Destro lets you survive this particular encounter. He's not known for patience with the new ones, but luck does seem to favor you heroic types.'' 
 
 I watched as the barest glimmer of light came into his eyes. 
 
 `` Yeap!'' I said before he spoke. `` Destro lives next door.'' 
 
 `` Shit!'' I exclaimed when Virtuo jumped out the hole he had made. `` The idiot did n't even ask which neighbor!'' 
 
 I reached into the drawer of the coffee table and pulled out a pre-filled out damage form. As supervillains went, Destro was n't bad, especially in the area of damage done to his neighbors' homes. He preferred to pay us for damages rather than having us go through our insurance companies. He even seemed to expect us to pad the bill. 
 
 `` No mortgage payment for me this month,'' I said with a smile. 
 
 In a well practiced motion, I caught the coffee cup when the explosion rocked it off the table. 

