" H-hero? W-what are you doing?" A aburn haired woman stuttered,backing up against a filthy quartz wall, her emerald eyes dilated in fear and clothes stained and torn in some places.

"Taking who's rightfully mine." Hero replied sinisterly, twirling the bloodied pickaxe in his arm, it's diamond edge visible in some places. His eyes were narrowed and cold, mouth set in a taunting yet insane smirk as he stared at his frightened sister backed up against the wall, like a wolf cornering a sheep.

" I-I don't know who y-you're talking about." She answered back, lip trembling, blood from a cut at her cheek dripping down, staining her green shirt, like a rose in a cluster of bushes. Her eyes reflected shock, panic and betrayal, which he all revelled in sadistically.

"You know who I'm talking about."

"N-no I don't."

"Yes you do."

"N-no!"

"THE MAN THAT YOU MARRIED. THE MAN THAT YOU STOLE AWAY FROM ME." Hero roared furiously, patience gone, his eyes suddenly blazing with relight white fire, smoke coming out of its corners.

She quietened down, glancing up at him, a faint spark of realisation in her green eyes.

"Steve?"

He nodded mutely, his teeth clenched and eyes ablaze with anger and jealousy.

"But no matter. Once I'm done with you, Steve will love me. And me only." He finished, a demented smile playing on his lips, indicating that he had finally gone over the line of sanity.

She whimpered, and her terror stricken legs gave in, causing her to crumble to the floor, thick pearly tears on her lashes.

He only laughed hysterically, and plunged the pickaxe into her gut.

Crimson liquid gushed out of the wound, splattering over the walls, painting them red, and staining hero's tunic as well. The woman gasped in agony, and locked her pain filled eyes with his, too weak to string words together. He fingers twitched to her stomach, which was torn grusomely open.

He looked at her, satisfied with his work, and moved his lips,

"Nighty night Alex. Steve will finally be mine."

Laughter, maniacal and triumphant, bounced off the walls as Alex slowly closed her eyes, her life slowly draining out of her body.

I HAVE PROOF THAT ITS NOT MY IDEAS.

LOOK. BLAME HER.
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