(Very old writing) Doom. Day.

"You'll never get away with this!" screamed the protagonist of this story. "HA HA HA!" cackled Iron Fist, "You think that you still have a chance? The Mastermind has already set everything in place. Now all that is left is time to unravel the doom of this planet!" Pyro (the hero) knew that he was lying and that he had a chance, but first he had to get rid of Iron Fist. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" yelled Pyro at the top of his lungs and looked terrified as if something huge was standing behind Iron Fist. Fortunately, Iron Fist fell for it and quickly turned around in a protective stance. "Psych." Pyro gloated as he let loose a stream of flames headed straight for Iron Fist's head. It never made it to his head. Half way there, two things happened. First, IF (Iron Fist) knew what had happened and swirled around ready to block the flames. Second, before the flames reached him, something fell from the sky, flew right into the flames (thus extinguishing it) and blew a crater right where they were. Both of them went flying back and fell on the edges of the crater. IF was the first to get up. "Well lookie here! Just what the doctor ordered." as he looked into the pit of the crater. Pyro looked down but couldn't see what he was looking at because of the smoke. IF slid down and grabbed the meteorite. "Yup, this'll make things go a lot quicker." he claimed proudly. As he jumped back up, Pyro saw what he was carrying, and knew that that rock would make things a lot harder on him. What IF was holding was a glowing rock with specs of light flying around it, and now swirling around IF too. "Nanobites." Pyro thought with a horrible sinking felling in his chest. "Well, good luck trying to keep that Sunlion population up." IF chuckled. "It might be a bit hard when the planets destroyed!" he laughed maniacally. "NO!" shouted Pyro as he fired a huge fire blast that scorched only grass, because IF was gone.