'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

- letting rage control -

Felix noticed it first, dropping his hands down along with the gun. His breathing hitched in shock. The warehouse doors behind Pierce shut slowly, soon swallowing all the light that entered into a dark abyss.

Still, the little leader saw it. The bodies that laid outside the doors, covered in blood that followed the villain as he walked in. There were the bodies of the people who were watching for the police, there were also the people who guarded the entrance on his order.

Felix finally looked up to Pierce who stopped a few feet in front of him. His back to the closed doors, his body straight and eyes forward.

The villain shook his head, a low laugh coming from his lips.

"I didn't like the welcome I was given." His deep voice echoed in the silent warehouse, his arms moved from the back of his body and into the dim yellow light the warehouse let live.

Blood dripped from the man's stained arms. Flexing out his fingers, Pierce moved his stained hand to his lips. A chilling smirk that filled the room with fear was plastered on his face.

"I have some business to do."

The deep-rooted words hit Felix in the chest. No fear, nor excitement was felt anymore. Instead, he had a high sense of dread.

~The Grubs, the streets~
Oxzy followed behind silently as the police led the search to wherever they needed to go. The hero didn't feel like checking or seeping into the business about it. He followed silently, keeping his guard high while in the grubs.

The man Jamisen was in the lead, he was ordering people around while Milo had his attention on the hero behind them. He kept glancing behind him, eyes shifting back and forth from Jamisen to him. It was until Jamisen called out for Milo's attention that the sheriff rushed forward.

"Where is it?" Milo asked once he got close to his men.

Jamisen shook his head, his eyes squinting into the darkness. "All that was reported to me was by the lake in the grubs. I think it is by an abandoned place."

"The best place to make meth..." Milo shook his head, turning his head to the group of men that followed them. "I want groups of three to search different places near the bottom lake!"

Oxzy looked back up, he took in the information, getting the idea that the police were looking for the warehouse. That horrible place. Oxzy felt his muscles tightened, the memories and thoughts hit him in the chest. He let out a sigh, turning his gaze up into the sky as Milo began to make groups.

As the hero let his gaze shift around in the dark sky, his eyes landed on something that didn't blend in right. It was a quick shot or black that covered the bright stars into complete blackness. Oxzy stopped walking, squinting lightly.

A sudden breeze was thrown past him. The hero watched as the dark abyss shifted down and onto the ground. It slowly formed into a person, the villain brushed his hair back, making no move to the police as he walked to the end of the grubs.

The hero moved slightly, hearing the man's pounding footsteps that were filled with purpose. Pierce gave no glance to the oncoming police men, no glance to the hero who blended in with a spare uniform.

He had a meaning. He was doing something that was a full distraction.

Seeing how he was heading to the warehouse, Oxzy got a few ideas of what his purpose was. The hero was unknowingly following the villain, watching him disappear into the darkness that was hidden behind a few buildings. He was going to the warehouse for a reason.

Oxzy gulped, hearing a few policemen talk around with each other behind him. He stopped walking towards the end of the street, turning around and sprinting forward.