stymie
[stahy-mee]
verb (used with object)
to hinder, block, or thwart.
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As far as Stigma was concerned, there were only two types of heroes. Those he liked, and those he didn’t. Oh sure, there were many different classifications of heroes, and dozens of individuals in each one. But he found his classification worked perfectly for his purposes.
The former type he welcomed. Oh, they would try an stop whatever plan he had. Many times they even succeeded. Or at least, that’s what he let them believe. The heroes he liked were so easy to manipulate that even being defeated by them furthered one of his larger goals. And it was usually the hero’s own actions that caused this to happen. Really, they were a huge boon to Stigma’s operations.
Unfortunately, he was currently dealing with the second type of hero. This was very obvious from the way the man actually paid attention to what Stigma was doing, and was figuring out what was actually important.
Like the very important computer terminal containing crucial targeting data. The one that had been disguised as an out-of-date junker computer. The one that had just been reduced to slag by the hero’s energy blast.
“Do you have any idea what you just destroyed?” Stigma shouted.
“No, but from the way you’re acting, I’m guessing it was important.” The hero replied as he jetted around the villain’s current base.
“The data on that computer took me years to accumulate!”
“Well then, you probably shouldn’t have left it out in the open. I mean, you were practically begging it to be broken.”
Stigma did not dignify that with a response. He wished he could have hidden that particular machine. Unfortunately, he needed it hooked up to a wider network, which meant he had to leave it out. Not that the hero would care. Instead of saying anything, Stigma launched his own attack. A nano cloud that would be able to do some serious damage to the cursed hero.
Normally, this was the attack Stigma used to end a fight. Depending on how he used it, it could capture, cripple, or even kill. The only heroes who had come out unscathed were the ones that he wanted to. So it was with immense frustration that this hero did not succumb. He used his infuriating energy blasts to disrupt and disperse the nano cloud, even to the point where Stigma lost control over most of it.
“Gonna have to try harder than that.”
Stigma growled. This was the reason he hated this kind of hero. They not only genuinely foiled his plans, but they couldn’t help but taunt him about it. He released a barrage of nano clouds, hoping that if one was not enough, several would do the trick. And, sure enough, the multiple angles of attack seemed to give the hero a hard time.
That is, until he paused in front of some very sensitive equipment. Equipment that normally, Stigma would not care if it was destroyed. But, of course, this was the one time where it was all actually important. And so it was that he saw an almost comical scene.
The hero stopped right in front of the equipment. The nano clouds were headed right for him. Stigma slowed them down as much as he could, trying to make them change directions before it was too late. But momentum and sheer numbers go the better of him. A few of the clouds managed to veer off. But others? The hero dodged down. The clouds kept going. Right into the equipment.
“Oo. That looked expensive.” The hero said as he surveyed the damage. “Hope none of it was important.”
Stigma felt his eye twitch. He really hated this kind of hero. And this one individual in particular.
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Just a quick little thing here. Nothing much to say about it.
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