Psycho

Chapter 13

"Well I thought you would know! You're a god! Use your magic or something!"

There was a flaw in our plan. How would we break the glass? I suggested slamming his head into it until it breaks. The glass. Not his head. Obviously he didn't like that so we started arguing.

"My magic doesn't work like that!"

"Well how does it work?"

"I have no idea!"

"Well then how do we get out?"

"I'll see what I can do."

"Thank you."

After what felt like forever the glass finally broke. It shattered. Pieces flying everywhere.

I stood up and walked over the shattered glass. I've always loved the sound of glass crushing under my feet. I quickly made my way to the room where they hold the weapons.

I had to look for a while but eventually I found it.

"Yes! Wait who has a room full of weapons and doesn't lock it? Idiots!"

I quickly grabbed my bat and ran out. Once I got to the exit I remembered something. They were all still alive. I couldn't go back. I learned that the hard way. Well Sloan did. I do hate her. But I still care. She's my vessel. When she gets hurt I get hurt. When she dies I die.

I haven't finished the mission.

I quickly turned around and looked for someone.

The first one I found was the fast one. He would be difficult to get rid of.

"Sloan please. I know you're in there somewhere. You have to fight her. For me. For Wanda." He desperately pleaded.

"She's not coming back. Sorry 'big brother'." I told him. Pouting sarcastically.

"I'm not going to hurt you. My sister's in there."

"Oh I know you're not. You remind me of cheese for some reason."

He looked at me confused.

"Alright let's cut the chitchat. I want to hurt someone." I said before swinging my bat at him.

Surprisingly I hit him. I expected him to speed out of the way. I managed to knock him to the floor. I was so confused.

"I'm not using my powers. Since you don't have yours." He said holding his broken nose.

"Fine by me, pussy." I said before swinging again.

He managed to catch it this time. He grabbed it out of my hands and threw it down the hall. He stood up quickly. I took my knife out of my holster and slashed his face.

"I'm not going to fight you." He said turning away from me to walk away.

But before he could I jumped on his back like a koala and pulled his hair so that he fell.

Obviously I didn't think that through because he landed on top of me, knocking the wind out of both of us. He rolled off of me to catch his breath.

Before I could catch my breath he was limping away. My knife was on the floor. I must've stabbed him.

By the time I caught  my breath he was was gone. I couldn't see him or where he went.

Then I noticed a long line of blood and I followed it. I found him quickly.

"I'm not done with you yet you bastard!" I screamed at him from the other end of the new hall.

He turned around. His face was as white as a ghost. He must've lost a lot of blood. His breathing looked shallow.

"I'm... not going to... fight you..." He sounded tired. Good. He'd be easier to kill.

"I don't care. I'll tell Sloan you love her when you die." I said before running up to him and stabbing him in the stomach.

Blood spilled from his lips. I pulled it out and stabbed him again.

Blood sprayed onto my face.

And again.

He stumbled into the wall.

And again.

His breathing shallowed even more.

And again.

He lifted his hand to my cheek.

And again.

"I love you Sloan." He said, wiping the year from my cheek.

And again.

His hand dropped to his side.

And again.

His body slumped against the wall.

And again.

His breathing stopped.

And again.

I was sobbing.

And again.

"I love you too." She made me say.

I pulled the knife out of his body for the last time. I gently closed his eyes before walking away. I wiped the tears and blood from my face. The blood just smudged from the blood on my hands.

I instantly stopped crying.

Now to find Spider-Boy