𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊 | j. todd [SLOW UPDATES]

eight | something wicked this way comes

【BAD LUCK】

"Please, please, please stop!" The man begged. Drops of scarlet trailed down his jaw and neck, flowing from him like a broken faucet. With each blow to his face, the faucet shattered, and he choked on his own blood, unable to beg anymore.

"Shut the fuck up." Lina complained, fed up from the sound of his voice.

Lina smiled at the state of him, slowly taking in her artistry. He was sputtering up blood and broken teeth, his nose was collapsing, his eyes were swollen and reddened,

After her conversation with Jason, she had gone to the Joker in search of a job. Lina needed to break something quickly, before she did something really bad.

All he gave her was a name. She didn't ask questions. She didn't need to know what he had or hadn't done, or how many people's lives would be ruined when he died. Maybe once it made it easier for her, but now, she just didn't care. That, and she was on too much Venom to really think straight.

Lina loved Venom. It was the type of drug that numbs you entirely. It stops your conscience, so you didn't have to think about your actions, you just did them. Your body becomes so numb that a bullet feels like a kiss. She thought too much, far too much for her liking, and Venom just filled her head with a fuzzy white noise that replaced those constant imploding thoughts she had.

She threw a couple more punches to his face, grinning wider at the crunching sounds that came after every blow. A gush of blood splattered her cheek, which she wiped off with the back of her gloved hand, failing to notice that her hands were so blood soaked she had actually smeared her entire cheek red.

Lina made a groan of disgust and wiped her hands clean on the man's shirt.

"I'm sorry, I've just been having a really bad day." She told him, her words every so slightly slurred from her high. With a sigh, she sat down beside him, sipping on an apple juice she found in his kitchen.

"Everyone's just so mean to me. And I don't know why." Her voice got higher as tears welled in her eyes. She took a long sip of her juice to calm herself, the noise echoing throughout the large and silent room.

"I hate them all." She murmured to herself. "I just- I try so hard, all the time. And then all of a sudden Roman shows up, and- are you even listening to me?" Lina hissed as the man fought his own consciousness. "Ugh, whatever." She rolled her eyes, chucking her empty carton at him.

She began to stalk the halls of his apartment, looking for something else to do. She laughed as she entered his bedroom and came across a jewellery box.