[Helluva Boss] The Hybrid Lost In Hell

Past Scars

Y/N's pov

I feel my blood temperature rising every second I spend staring at this pathetic, useless, cock-sucking bag of shitface. He works for them, meaning they know where I am, meaning they might know about the others. Well, it's just him and me; we both know who'd be winning a 1-on-1 fight.

Dr. Ludvig: It's so good to see you again, my friend. It's been far too long.

Y/N: WHAT DO YOU WANT?!

Dr. Ludvig: Oh, nothing really, other than to catch up with a freak.

Y/N: Says the one with voices in his head telling him to hurt people.

Dr. Ludvig: Oh, come now, that's nonsense.

Kill this freak.

Dr. Ludvig: Oh, that does sound like fun.

I start clenching my fists in anger and spite, wanting nothing more than to rip out his beating heart from his body, or wrap my arms around his tiny little throat and watch as his life slowly drains from his eyes, or do what they did to me, only worse. The hairs on my neck stand as I lean out of the way and catch something midair. I look at the object and my hand and see I caught a rifle bullet. Oh, this was going to be so much fun. I look him in the eyes and drop the bullet on the floor.

Dr. Ludvig: Well, someone's gotten better reflexes since we last saw each other.

He walked over to the window and moved his arm around in a circular motion. He was telling the sniper to move out, fucking idiot.

Dr. Ludvig: Now let's talk, shall we?

Y/N: Okay, I'll start. I'm going to rip you limb from limb.

He looked at me in fear, knowing I wouldn't hesitate if I needed to kill him.

Dr. Ludvig: Now there's no need for that.

Y/N: Oh, come on, no, you won't die. It's just an experiment.

Dr. Ludvig: Now, Y/N, stay clam.

The fact that he, of all people, told me to calm down only fueled my anger.

Y/N: You think after everything you sick bastards put me through I'd just forget it and forgive you dick sucking whores?

Dr. Ludvig: Okay, that one hurt a little bit.

Y/N: Good, because now I think it's time for some physical pain.

I walked over to him, punching the wall right above his pathetic face, causing a spider web-like pattern to scatter across the wall, and yet after everything this man did to me, even he looked scared of me.

Y/N: I'm going to only ask you this one time: where are the others?

Dr. Ludvig: There's a fine Y/N; she's under our protection after all.

I wrapped one hand around this bag of sh*t's throat and lifted him to eye level.

Y/N: Say it again, because I swear I didn't just hear you say it.

Dr. Ludvig: Now, now, Y/N, I'm not here to hurt you. I really did want just to talk.

Y/N: THEN WHY DID YOU KIDNAP THEM?

Dr. Ludvig: Well, they were going to be used as a bargaining token.

Y/N: BARGAINING TOKEN! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

I picked him up by his neck and slammed him into the wall behind him.

Y/N: I'M GOING TO FUCKING SLAUGHTER YOU.