✧ The Power ✧

- * Special Treatment * -

Yoooo sorry I didn't post yesterday, I was quite busy. 😅
Anyway, Happy Halloween and enjoy!

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7:58 pm
In the chamber/torture room

Villain, who is now in a black sleeveless top and sweatpants, grasps his whip. He likes to be comfy when he 'gets the job done'.

Right now he is torturing someone. They were behind on payment. Being ‘behind payment’ is unacceptable in Villains’ books.

"You know, begging is a weird concept. For some people it works, but for others…” Villain drags out, turning around and narrowing his eyes slightly as if he was in thought.

“I guess it really just depends on the person,” he pauses. He turns back to the table of aranged torture weapons, but in a quick manor he turns back around to add on “That person being the kidnapper, yes?”

He smirks as he walks toward the person, who is sitting on the floor, while dragging his whip behind him on the cool concrete surface.

A scared power-less human- while crawling back to get away from Villain- begged while starting to cry and stuttered his words.

"C-Come on, I was behind on the payment by- by- by 3 days! Please, spare my life! I- I- I can r-repay you! I s-swear!" Villain stared into their tear-filled eyes, sending a chill down the humans’ spine. People feared him for a reason.

And that reason makes him a true villain.

Maybe…

The messy bed-headed person stopped at the corner of the torture-equipment filled room. They bury their face into their knees, sobbing. Villain stops walking in his direction.

Huh. That’s... a weird feeling.

He then turns to a different table to set down the piece of equipment, instead choosing another weapon of choice.

A classic sharp blade. A knife.

He walks over to the human and crouches down in front of them. "You know, normally, I would have just picked up a gun and..." he pointed to their head making a mame-pretend gun with his free hand. Then proceeded to imitate shooting a gun. “Bang.”

He re-adjusts himself to get closer. Close enough to grab his face, even though he won’t.

"I pull the trigger and that is that. But you…" lifting up the humans’ sobbing head with the knife Villain now equips, he looks deep into their eyes.

He leans towards them a little more and whispers into their ear, "...you get the special treatment." Villain pulls his head back, turns the knife and swipes the blade. Blood splatters all over Villain's top while the blade is decorated in red.

Somehow, they’re still alive. Not for long though. He has mere seconds left.

Standing up, while still looking at his work. They were struggling to breathe, as expected. They were taking their last breath as Villain  said to them, "That is why you never be late on paying me back."

As if saying that would do anything, unless Villain was really talking to himself… hmm.

He stands there for a second, admiring the mess he had created. In reality, it seems like art to him in a… weird way.

He checks his watch for the time. He has a classical watch, with the hands to tell the time.

"Shit." He turns his head to yell for his sister, "Val, get the car ready for me, please!" "Can't you do it yourself?!" Val responded. Villain starts to walk out of the room, continuing the conversation, "No, I have to get ready."