Golden Eyes

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I struggled against my bonds as he glided slowly to where I was positioned on the cold hard metal table. He wore a smirk as he knew that there was no way I could get out of this. His eyes still held the same sadistic gleam from when I had saw him kill another. It still unnerved me.

Golden eyes.

They sparkled with callous nature, unblinking, a piercing gaze. Those eyes were worse than any glare Bats could conjure up, those eyes told you the story of your demise without speaking. Those eyes were evil, vulgar, sinister, and I held the brute of their gaze.

I struggled against my bonds harder. They were strapped against all my hands and feet, pinning them all to the side, and three circled against my collarbone, abdomen and head. There was no escape for this.

He was a foot away from me now, his features twisting into a viscous snarl more than a smirk. I could feel his breath, a warm stream of air as he leaned down, towering over my form that was frozen in fear.

Gold unblinking eyes.

I closed my eyes as he leaned in even further, trying to block out my fear. This would be it this is where it would end.

"You really are just like your father." He breathed and I tried my hardest to not let my eyes water. "Any last words?" He asked.

I tried to speak but my voice was muffled by a piece of tape over my mouth. The man above me took the edge of the tape and ripped it off as painfully as he could to reveal red split lips. I gasped for air and held a defiant gleam in my eyes, even if this was the end I would get the last word."

"Have you ever noticed how cliché you are?" I inquired putting a fake playful look on my features, ignoring the pain in my bruised jaw. I tried to have humor in my voice but the pain showed in my eyes. "Seriously 'any last words', everyone uses that. The only thing that would make this more cliché is if you were british."

The man growled under his breath and glared at me, I smirked back but it was wiped off my face as I saw the underline animalistic gleam. I pursed my lips and looked back down to the floor as he leaned down once more.

"Lets not forget who has who pinned to a table." I would have burst out laughing histaricly but it didn't seem like the moment so I settled for a smirk.

"I didn't know you swing that way, don't you think I'm a little underage though?" His glare was only made harsher, which I took pride in.

"I should have kept you muzzled." I rolled my eyes, he was stupid if he just thought of that know.

"Hey, I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff." His face remained furiously stoic and I sighed. "I swear like talking to a brick wall." I muttered with fake disappointment." Hey i just released something, you haven't done your evil monolog-"

I gasped in pain as the golden knife he held in his right hand plunged into my abdomen. My eyes went wide as he smirked sadistically, I choked on the air. My body racked with pain as he twisted the knife in my stomach.

"If your like your father, you can die like him as well." I gasped for breath, pain overtaking my senses.

This was the end.

---FLASHBACK---

"Do you even have a plan?" The 9 year old questioned, I just glared at him.

We were squaring 100 meters away from the facility that was an underground channel in Blüdhaven. We were far enough from the facility to where the sensors wouldn't detect us but to where I could manually tap into the camera feed.

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