RIP (Roman Sionis x You)

Can I get an R-I-P

You wriggle out of his grasp. You can't stand being close to him. You just want to wallow in self hate. He allows you to crumple to the floor and when you do something falls out of your purse. The pills. The pills that would make him groggy. You see his hand reach to pick them up. 

        You look up to see his reaction. To see if he knows what they are. His face stops like it's frozen in time. And then it melts into a smile. A cruel and angry smile. It looks... devilish. He slowly opens his hand and the bottle drops to the floor. His face tilts to look down at you still grinning. He's laughing. This isn't Roman the man who can't control his temper. This is Roman the criminally insane madman. You haven't seen this side of him until now. And it makes you regret everything.

        In an instant he's grabbed you by the throat and digging his nails into your throat hard enough you cry out and feel warm blood trickle down your neck. Then before you can try to get away he slams your head into the wall and for what feels like a long time you forget how to breath. Everything is hazy now and you don't know what your seeing. Roman's face is in front of yours. But its certainly not the same face you were kissing last night.

        You think he slammed your head into the wall a few more times but you don't know. Your head hurts so bad it can't tell if the pain increases or not. Then a searing pain rockets across your abdomen making you cry out and fall to the floor. Roman is yelling something. You can't tell what he's saying but his voice sounds so angry that it almost sounds demonic. You clutch at your gut to feel blood pool onto your hands. The knife plunges down into your hand tearing it away from your body. 

        When the Joker was torturing you last night he was trying to keep the blood in you. He wanted you awake and alert and able to recover so he could do more. That was not Roman's goal. He had a hold of you where your gut wound was like he was trying to tear you open. Tear your open like a stuffed teddy bear and rip you in half. This is why you don't get involved with psychos...

        Right before you think it's about to be over the elevator drops. It plummets and jerks to a stop flinging the both of you on the ground with Roman on top of you. You don't know what happened to the elevator. What's going on? Roman seems shocked too. He's staring down at you looking confused. You can barely see through blood, tears, and a muddled brain but its the face of Roman from... before. He isn't looking around to see what's happened he's looking at you with horror in his bloodshot eyes.

        A hatch at the top of the elevator opens and something big and black slams down into the elevator with you and Roman. It yanks Roman off of you and flings him into the wall before going over there to hold Roman by his shirt in the air.

        "You. Lunatic." It growls ominously.

        Then it drops Roman on the floor and hammers it's fist into his skull over and over and over. You can hear bone against bone and then to your horror the crack of bone. You hear screaming. Some of the screaming is your own the other is a scream of pain. Clutching your wound with your good hand you crawl over to the thing in black and tug on it's cape. it doesn't seem to notice.

        "Wait! Please! Batman is a hero not a killer!" You cry finally getting it's attention. 

        It turns to you leaning you against the wall and wrapping bandages around your wound. This doesn't make any sense. You purposely timed the whole Black Mask operation because you knew Batman was off somewhere in space with the justice league. You can't tell too well but this doesn't look like the batman you've seen on the news. This ones face is more of an olive tone and his eyes are more slanted. He looks much younger too. Much younger.