Diverging paths

A Hopeful Favour

10/2/2043

Wing was stood in the hallway, outside of Headzo's mechanics room, worrying, preparing to talk to their friend.

They stared in, watching as Headzo tinkered.

Slowly, they moved their hand to the door, before quickly tearing their own hand away.

Back and forth they paced.

"Hey, Headzo." They said to themselves, shaking their head. "Hi, I was thinking." They shook their head again. "Headzo, I was wondering if you could help." once more they shook. "No!"

They stared at the door, stewing on the thought of going in.

"Fuck it." They said.

Wing moved hastely to the door, opening it wide.

Upon noticing Wing's entrance, Headzo began setting down his tools but didn't turn around.

"Headzo?" Wing looked for a recognition, that may indicate Headzo was listening.

Headzo just remained, his hands resting firmly on his desk.

"I've realised that since you've killed your brother, my duty is done. What was asked of me is over, and now, I think it's time I get my revenge." They paused for a second, "and I want you to join me."

Headzo didn't turn, just kept still.

"In what way?" He asked.

"Headzo. I've been alone in this, for a very long time. And when I saw you suck the life out of your brother, I realised I didn't have to be alone anymore. I want to abolish the cult and kill everyone who hurt me and others like me. Finzo and Wingzo can come to! If you want. Please?" They begged, excited by the prospect.

Headzo finally began to turn, slowly.

He looked Wing in the eyes, before taking a deep breathe.

"No. No more killing." He said.

Wing appeared shocked after hearing the response.

"Oh. That's fine." They said, with clear sarcasm.

"N-No Carlos, you don't understand." He defended.

"I understand perfectly. You wanted my help and now that I want yours, you decline. You are the same as everyone else. Asking favours of people but never giving." Wing was angry.

"I ended a life, Carlos. And I regret every moment of it." Headzo stated, with sorrow in his eyes.

Wing turned away,  and began facing the wall.

"I saw the glimmer in your eye, you enjoyed it." They accused.

"That was the look of hate!" He retorted.

"It was beauty. The anger, the violence, the taste for blood." They continued. "I want you to join me in ending this horrible cult once and for all!"

"This hunt for revenge isn't worth it, once it's done all you'll feel is remorse." Headzo reached to the kindness, he believed Wing had inside.

"Are you seriously educating me, on what it is like to take a life?" they went on, "I'm a fucking serial killer!"

They began moving towards the door, overcome with fury.

"Carlos! Please! Stop!" Headzo begged.

Wing turned quickly.

"DON'T CALL ME CARLOS! CARLOS IS DEAD! I AM WING AND I AM ALL THAT IS LEFT!" They saw nothing but anger through their mind.

Headzo backed away slightly.

"Okay. I'm sorry. Wing calm down." He tried to soothe.

"I don't need your help, Headzo. I will kill them all by myself and burn that haunted pit of suffering to...the...ground!" They stated. "And if you won't help, then stay out of my way!"

Headzo stewed in silence as he watched Wing move to the door, before slowly turning back.

"I swear I won't ever hurt you Headzo. But do me a favour and don't make me reconsider." They threatened.

They left hastely, hoping to avoid further confrontation.