Spawn Of A Mad-Man

A Location

7/2/2047

Wing was sat still, mesmerised by their own reflection.

They had barely moved since yesterday.

No-one has seen their change.

They could still see the beast that stalked them, the hair had failed to remove it.

However, the hair wasn't completely pointless, the creature hadn't spoken since.

The soft, rose strands had silenced the monster for now.

The sudden sound of a rickety handle brought them out of this mirrored strance.

Within seconds, the door flung open and stood in the frame was Wingzo.

"What happened to your hair?" She watched on in shock.

They just looked down, ashamed of their actions, whilst rubbing their left arm and touching every self-inflicted cut along it.

The freshly, torn slices had a rough texture familiar to Wing, as they had been creating more and more scrapes daily almost becoming ritualistic.

"It looks nice." She said kindly, feeling sympathetic upon noticing their discomfort.

"Why are you here?" They were serious.

"We're going to Cassidy's home." She spoke clearly, honestly.

Wing said nothing more and instead just made their way into the front of house, with Wingzo following close by.

Upon entering, Finzo and Headzo stared in awe at Wing.

Wing looked at them, annoyed.

"Yes my hair is different. Yes I know it looks pretty. Now shut up and let's go." They spoke sternly.

It wasn't long before the group approached a simple, white, composite door with a silver '64' placed upon it.

Headzo lifted his hand up nervously, before knocking four times.

Within five minutes, rattling could be heard from inside and the door opened slowly.

"Can I help you?" The man spoke.

"Are you Cassidy Turner?" Headzo uttered.

The man wore a black suit and had short, tidy, brown hair.

"Who wants to know?" He was serious with his speech.

"We do. Now can we stop this relentless ignoring of questions." Wing was trying to take control.

The man glared at Wing.

"Can someone tell pinky here, to shut up?" He looked to Headzo.

"What the fuck did you just call me?" Wing moved close, allowing their anger to take control.

"Arsenic calm down." Headzo wanted the conversation to be nicer.

"Yeah, calm down puppy dog." The man said.

Wing turned to Headzo.

"Leave me alone with him. Please. I'll get the information VERY quickly." They whispered.

"I can see we are all getting a little frustrated, so breathe and let's talk." Wingzo cooed.

Wing's anger grew stronger with every passing second.

"We need you to tell us where Kane Relish lives." Headzo spoke softly but clearly had strong inpatience.

"Fuck off!" Cassidy began to slam the door.

As the entrance neared shut, it was stopped violently by a hand.

"I apologise, I think there's been a misunderstanding." Wing stated. "This isn't a request. It's an order. You will tell us!"

"And how do you plan on making me?" He was smug.

"The only person that's stopping me from breaking every bone in your body, is my friend here." They gestured towards Headzo, "However if I really wanted to, there's not much he can do. So I'll kindly ask again. WHERE DOES HE LIVE!"

Cassidy moved close, staring directly into their eyes.

"I don't know who you're talking about." He felt the need to stand up for himself.

Wing tuck a slight glance back to Headzo, before proceeding to insert a blade straight into the man's hand.

Instinctively, they forced themselves into his house, slamming the door behind them.

The man wailed in pain as blood cascaded down to the floor.

As Wing moved closer, dread filled Cassidy's face, upon realising his mistake.

Wing listened as Headzo pounded on the door, trying to get inside, but they did not care.

Wing grabbed Cassidy's wounded wrist and began twisting the knife around and around, causing more screams to echo through the halls.

"The longer it takes for you to talk, the more you suffer so I beg of you, please stay quiet because this part is always fun." They couldn't hide a smile as the man's cries continued.

The pounding on the door was getting louder.

Within a moment, Wing nailed his other hand to the ground, smiling even more.

"Everton....G..Grove." He spoke.

"And the number?" They asked.

The man refused to speak, as he struggled to cope with the pain.

Now more annoyed, they twisted the blade once more.

"Seventy-three!" He gave in.

Just as Wing ripped the knifes out of his palms, the door burst open.

"Oh hello, glad you can join us." Wing smiled brightly.

"What did you do?" Wing paincked.

"We had a little chat, and as it turns out, he was overly eager to tell me where your brother lives." They explained.

Headzo was hesitant in asking, having seen the pool of blood that sat next to the man's tainted hand.

"Where is he?" Headzo asked through gritted teeth.

"73 Everton Grove," Wing continued, "we'll head there tomorrow."

"Sure. Now come on. We're leaving." Headzo ordered.

"Yes captain." Wing mocked.

Wing trotted out, accompanied by Wingzo and Finzo.

"I'm sorry, this is not how I prefer to do things." Headzo uttered before leaving, ashamed.