What defines a villain?

Chapter 25

~Third Person POV~

Undead slowly made his way through the streets, carrying his brother bridle style, gripping him rightly. Mustard followed, not saying anything in fear of being killed. 

Hitoshi had already begun stirring back at the villain hideout, but he was still half unconscious, softly nuzzling Undead's hoodie with each step the serial killer took.

Half an hour later, the lavender haired boy finally woke up fully.

"Huh? Why am I...?" He looked around, puzzled as to why Undead was carrying him. "Undead?"

The masked killer didn't say anything, not reacting in any way.

Hitoshi paused, recounting what he remembered. Suddenly his eyes widened. "I was kidnapped! This guy was following me, so I punched him. Then he said he was simply there to deliver a message... but then he tackled me, and then... then... I don't know what happened then..."

Undead sharply turned into an alley, away from the street lights. Mustard followed, albeit hesitantly.

The serial killer gently set Shinsou on the ground, inspecting him for any injuries. Other than a few scrapes, he seemed fine. That is, until Undead got to the back of Hitoshi's head.

The boy in black inhaled sharply as he saw the gash, as well as a small stream of blood that dripped down the brainwasher's neck. Shinsou flinched as the criminal's fingers brushed along the wound, further angering Undead.

Standing up, the serial killer took deep breaths to calm himself. He paced around the alley slowly, before walking to the wall opposite of Hitoshi and leaning his head against it.

Meanwhile, Mustard pulled out a bandage from his pocket and crouched down next to the injured boy.

Shinsou narrowed his eyes but let the younger boy help him. Still, he couldn't hold back his questions.

"What happened? Why is Undead so mad?" He asked tentatively.

"You were kidnapped by," Mustard paused, glancing at the frustrated serial killer. "Erm, the apprentice of a very strong villain. This villain is very influential, and is a bad enemy to have. Undead-sama threatened to wear both the villain and his apprentice's skin as a coat if they so much as look at you funny during your hero training, and now he is probably freaking over that. Not to mention, he promised to protect you... and you were kidnapped... so... yeah."

What? 

Hitoshi's eyes widened as he looked up at Undead. He may be delirious because of the blood loss, but for some reason, he felt touched that this villain would put his life on the line for him. Undead already told Shinsou that he would die for him many times, but the boy honestly thought that his villainous pride wouldn't allow it. 

To think that he would really make such a great enemy just for me...

Suddenly, Undead punched the concrete wall, his hand burying itself in it to about elbow depth. Massive cracks lined the wall, an alarmingly large crater present. However, no sound pierced the air. If Hitoshi hadn't seen it himself, he wouldn't believe that Undead really punched a wall just now.

A familiar quirk. Shinsou suddenly realized, looking around wildly. Is Ryu here somewhere? Watching us?!

"Ryu?! Where are you?!" The boy yelled eyeing any dark shadow of the alley that resembled a person.

Or, well, he would've yelled. His voice didn't make a sound, unfortunately for him.

Hitoshi frowned, standing up awkwardly. The world spun in his eyes from blood loss, but he still took a few steps towards Undead, putting one hand on his shoulder.