you are the hero to my villian

prologue

(flashback):

beep. beep. beep. those were the sounds I had awoken to. my memory vague; an ear-splitting pain jolting through my skull. I could vaguely remember what had happened, I was walking home from the airport when I heard footsteps behind me, their pace whomever they may be picking up. I start to pick up my pace, not looking back (most people in horror movies look back and end up getting killed, I wasn't planning on being one of those people.)
as I pick up my pace the person or persons behind me picked up theirs. That's when I panicked and ran. But as I started to run I felt a sharp pain in my ankle and that was it, I was down the people... well they wasn't happy. I fount out the hard way.

somewhere in an abandoned barn (present day.)

"please, stop. I want to go home I won't tell anyone please." the innocent red haired girl pleads as the man with chocolate brown eyes and dark hair you would wish to run your hands through, circles her like a predator. about to make his kill.

"I'm sorry darling, I simply cannot do that as I am happy to much fun." he says his smooth british accent. He twizzels the aluminium baseball bat in his hand, then... he swings the back right into the poor girls kneecap.

an ear piercing scream rattled the old abandoned walls.

" I used to play baseball for my old school back in Englan, when I was a dashing teen. but that's not the point, it was my turn to bat and I swung, I hit the ball. the crowd went wild, they starting chanting. 'Kol.Kol.Kol.' and do you know what happened?" he asked his eyes now deadly.

"No" the girl cried and sniffed.

"I hit a home run..."

and it all went black... for the poor innocent soul who now had a smashed skull, like someone had just swung to hit and kill. But their aim... to get a home run...