𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒, ᵇⁿʰᵃ ᵒⁿᵉˢʰᵒᵗˢ

The Public | Stain

Cold, unforgiving, merciless. Those three words you'd find off of a wiki, that's the exact term you'd describe the Hero Killer: Stain.

And the adjectives that described him? He lived up to it and made sure that it wasn't just the damn articles exaggerating how he is. Sure, thanks to the media he had gained enough popularity for his message to get across, the reason for his purge- his reason for why he's done it.

But surely, even if he was feared- certain things like heroes showing no mercy to fight against him albeit losing stays true. Even if they lost, some still put up a good fight before they were shut off for life. And to those who did fight back, it sometimes ends up with him having a bruise or two-of course, open wounds are also a huge takeaway.

And right now, he might have had a good fight that did end up for the hero to pass on their another life but for him to have a few scratches. Thinking back to his recent fight made him scowl, " That one was a persistent little shit.. "

" Crap, Crap.. I don't wanna hear me say I'm lost because I definitely am not- but where the hell am I.. " Stain immediately halted on his step upon hearing a frustrated voice, a voice of a woman at that. He didn't even think of himself for a second, he only thought of how it's rather way too late for her to loiter about on alleyways.

He always makes sure that he does his purging night until late, this way- no one other than his targets would've been in his killing den. But right now, as two in the morning came clicking, Stain had to think before he could be seen. " I knew I should've familiarized the way here from work, being new in the city and having no one to call to at this hour is no good- oh. "

For the man whose speed is known to be insane, he couldn't help but be stuck on his footing. For whatever reason it was, may it be because he was busy thinking or he didn't want to spook a person out of the blue- all of his thinking went to trash now that the lady before him noticed his figure.

" Good timing! Hey, are you familiar with this place? I'm actually new and holy hell why are you bleeding-! "

Before you could assist the guy, he placed his hand over your mouth in an instant to shut you up. His crimson red eyes glaring right through you, " Scream and you'll be bleeding next. "

Out of a whim, or maybe it was your sole purpose and motivation in life, you took hold of the ID hanging loosely around your neck and showed it to him. The villain followed and checked your information over, his eyes meeting yours once more after finishing his quick read. Looking at your face like that, it's new to him that you didn't even look scared- you looked like you wanted to help.

You were desperate to help.

He slowly pulled his hand away, now letting you speak. " Now you know that I'm a nurse, can I do my job now? "

It didn't take a few seconds for him to hesitate as he let you do all the work. Sitting by a slightly cleaner space, Stain was looking ahead while your eyes were set on his wounds. As an extremist villain, no matter what tricks you have up your sleeves like calling the cops or killing him yourself- he knew he'd be a second faster than you. But even if he stays cautious, he can't help but point out that you did willingly help him out, no.. You signed yourself up to help. If you were scared, you would've run away minutes ago and he would have let you. After all, he only purges his targets, he's not into unnecessary killing at all.