[ TT ] You are a superhero , and you just fought and killed your strongest nemesis after a grueling battle that destroyed most of the city and surrounding regions . You are left at the edge of death , then the villain 's child walks up to you , tears streaming down their face .

`` So I guess it really was possible... to kill me.'' Nevan gasped. The proton blade was through his heart, piercing his life force. The six-legged machine was deactivated, crashed irregularly into the ground, but only after massive damage to the city around him. 
 
 `` I did n't want to do this!'' I yelled. `` You gave me no choice!'' 
 
 Nevan smiled. `` I finally figured out the answer, you know.'' 
 
 `` W... what answer?'' I asked. 
 
 `` To the riddle from second grade. About the unstoppable force and the, immovable object,'' he said slowly, moving his finger in the air. `` It's a trick question. Incompatible principles.'' Nevan paused for a second. `` If there's an unstoppable force, then by definition there can be no immovable object. Agh!'' he cried suddenly, his face contorting into pain. 
 
 `` Nevan!'' I yelled, unable to keep the anguish out of my voice. 
 
 `` And, you know... vice versa. No force if there's an object. I guess I just wanted to figure out... which one I was.'' He grinned again, barely keeping the smile on his face. `` I guess I was neither.'' 
 
 The blade dissipated. He fell, crumpled, from where he had been propping himself up on his other arm. He did n't move any further. He was finally dead. 
 
 Something snapped behind me. I whirled around. It was just a child. The spitting image of Nevan. 
 
 `` I was too late,'' he said, pain in his voice. `` He was... going to use me... so you would n't kill him.'' His face turned dark. `` It should have been you,'' he said. His eyes flashed a powerful white and I saw the power inside him. Proton. 
 
 He jumped at me and I realized that I, too, was neither.
