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______The blood on my hands scares me to death

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______The blood on my hands scares me to death...

A war between two enemies is damageable but it'd never be as destructive as a battle between two friends.

In the first both part are solely animated by hatred and revenge, each despising the other's existence with every ounce of their entity. In the latter both hearts are originally filled with love and respect and it eventually turned into deception and pride.

In the first a winner emerges from a sea of blood and guts. In the latter there is no winner because both parts lose something they cheerished their entire life : a pure and unique bond capable of living on forever.

Owens and Zayn kept on repeating they're "destined to fight forever" except that kind of competition can only push the two wrestlers closer and closer to their graves, neither willing to hold back any bit of frustration building up.

What is a forever of glory compared to a lifetime of regrets and sorrow ?

Unfortunately Sami nor Kevin are able to see pass through the moment they're living in, completely blinded by their stubborn ways and silly disagreement. Though their usual matches prove to be dangerous, the ones they have whilst being both done with the other outside the ring obviously are the most violent.

The desire to demonstrate that they're better than the one they shared a ring and an undying friendship with for more than a decade burns bright in their souls. The flammes manifest themselves in a mess of unbearable cries of pain and a river of blood dripping down their bodies. Both men reject the doctors' aid and nothing but vivid animosity is perceivable through their gazes as they keep yelling at the other : "it's time to put a final end to this."

But an end to what ?

An end to this madness, to their friendship or to their carreers caused by an endless battle finishing with two corpses placed beside one another, drowning in their own blood, tears and stupidity.

With the shadows seemingfully becoming his home, the Reaper itself grants the unfolding scene with the greatest attention, analysing the smallest movement unleashed and still trying to figure out if it'd result in something beneficial for him.

He ingeniously made the decision to sit not so far from the Devil's daughter, her mane the same colour as the fire endlessly igniting in Hell, in an attempt to gather some precious informations allowing him to wrap his mind around the blurry situation.

Thus far only nonsensical babbling escaping from a blonde's mouth made their path through his ears and only infuriated him, sparking up the will to knock her out in the second.

Rollins eventually grows tired of Emma's rambling and takes it upon himself to shut her down once and for all after she questioned Banks about why The Authority wasn't attacking the Canadians since it's a no disqualification match.

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