Love Struck

CHAPTER 27

Spencer Starrun didn't even get to say goodbye to Angela. Ninjak told him that he had no choice. Beast Maker was going to kill her anyway. And then Ninjak ran away. Derrick should have called in for backup. Spencer could have helped her.

"You really loved her, huh?" Belle asks, sitting at the breakfast bar.

"Yes." Spencer shrugs. "Derrick didn't have to kill her."

"I know you didn't want to, but this is war." Belle replies, trying to sound comforting, but she comes off as cold and calloused. "They had no valuable information to give us anyways."

Spencer jumps off his stool in anger. "So? Angela didn't want to fight anymore. We could have still helped her. We are not Beast Maker. We will not kill someone just because they could not help us."

Belle stares at her hands. "Would we have helped Lilith if she wanted to be good? She was a slut and succubus. She did not want to change. What about her? Do we just ask each villain we encounter if they want to change?"

"Why not?" Spencer replies, getting agitated.

"That's how you get killed." Belle flatly says, still facing the kitchen, her back turned towards Spencer.

"What about Slaughterhouse?"

Belle shrugs. "What about them? They are a group of villains called Slaughterhouse." She replies, emphasizing 'Slaughterhouse'.

"They were abused and tortured. They are lashing out at the world. We can help them."

Belle spins around on her stool. She leaps off it. "No we cannot. Their destiny was already chosen."

"Destiny? What are you talking about?" Spencer shouts. "We are supposed to be saving the world. Killing all our enemies will do nothing."

"And if they refuse to change and try to kill us?"

"Then we will have no choice. But we cannot keep executing our enemies!"

All the commotion they made caused Cameron to come out of his room. "What's with all this yelling?"

Spencer calms down. "I forgot you were still here."

"Where else would I be?"

"With Evie." Belle suggests.

Cameron blushes. "She's busy at the moment."

The doorbell rings. Cameron turns the corner to go answer it.

Spencer gets closer to Belle, grabbing her arm. She instinctively pulls back. "We will talk about this later." He whispers.

"Whatever." She growls, storming off towards the front door, where the principal is standing. She freezes and recomposes herself. "What brings you here?"

"I just wanted to stop by and personally congratulate mister Cameron Hernandez on his big achievement. You won." Neal Zealous smiles. "You're going to DC for a month."

Cameron jumps for joys. "Alright!" He shouts.

Spencer smiles making his way to them. "No way you won that contest."

Belle sighs. "Congrats. When do you leave?"

"Tomorrow morning." The principal replies. "I know it's sudden, but can you go pack?"

Cameron zooms past Spencer like the Flash. With him gone, they can get down to business.

"Sir, what do you think we should do with the villains? We can't keep executing them like Tarmac, Angela, and Lilith. We can't just lock them up in some ordinary prison."

"I understand. Maybe I can work something out with the city. I am sure the mayor is eager to do the same."

"This is so stupid." Belle grumbles.

"It isn't up to you." Spencer firmly tells her. "It is a team decision, and it is what's best for us and this planet."

Belle shakes her head. "You can't even do shit."

Spencer tenses up. "I tried, okay. They were just better."

"This is no time for arguing." The principal calmly says.

Belle glares at the principal. "I will be at my house. Don't call me." She growls.

Spencer pulls out his phone. "No problem." He scowls as he sees Brandi calling him. "What does she want?" He sighs.

Belle runs off.

"Everything alright?" The principal asks.