'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

- letting rage control -

The hero nervously glanced down at the footprints. It led to the doors, bloody and sticky prints that lead into the warehouse. The hero hesitated, yes it was his choice to do this. His choice to follow the villain, to lead the police away from where they needed to go.

It was his choice, he had to deal with the consequences of it.

With a heavy sigh, Oxzy walked forward. He tried to evade the bloody prints, walking around them until he was by the door. The smell of death was right behind him, blood and a small hint of vomit was in the air. The hero closed his eyes tightly at the foul odor, opening the door with a small and silent push.

Inside the dimly lit interior was a huge open area that had a group of men around in some type of organized circle. They had guns at the ready, hands down while their bodies shook in fear. Upfront, Oxzy noticed that everyone was looking at the front a few feet by the door.

The hero turned his head, silently watching as the villain came into view. Not only that, but the boy Felix as well. Pierce's back was turned from the door, no one even noticed the door opening.

It gave leverage for the hero, though all the attention was absorbed by the villain. It was clear why Pierce had his hands covered in blood. Large shoe prints followed behind him, a dark circle or dust was all around his form. His whole demeanor was grim and dangerous. Even though Oxzy wasn't seeing his face, he could just tell how he looked by the expressions on the men's faces.

The hero scanned the room, it was dark, only a yellow light was in the center. His body jumped slightly, he recognized the group of men that had..

Oxzy held tightly onto the door, his body shook from outside. He was about to leave, seeing them was too much for his emotions.

"B-Brother, business? Right now?" Felix spoke with a small sense of fear. He shook his head, trying to get his thoughts under check. "The station is coming right now. We can do it later of course, I have a lot of things to show you-"

"Not your 'childness' business." Pierce shook his head, a tight smile on his face. He walked forward, feet blowing up in everyone's ears. "The video of Oxzy. I want to have a chat about it.."

Felix flinched, he was taken aback at the sudden words coming from the villain. He took a few glances, seeing some men relax. It must be a good thing then, the villain wanted to know about the video. The whole point for him coming today a few hours early was because of the video. This was his chance.

Felix felt a burst of hope in his chest. He hoped forward, forgetting all the dreadful thoughts at the villain's demeanor. He walked forward, hands out as he made his way to his brother. "Yes! The video, you saw it right?"

Pierce gazed at him, a look of confusion as his brother walked forward.

Felix laughed lightly. "Course you did. I knew you would like it, that damn hero deserved to be fucked like an animal." Felix laughed out loud, earning a few chuckles from the men in the forming circle.

"Huh," Pierce let out a sigh, looking up at the warehouse roof.

With no emotion clear on his face, Felix felt a bit put off. Still, he kept his confidence up, waving to his men behind him to continue his work while he began to let his mind lose. "It's something I was hoping to save for you. I did want you to have that pleasure in doing it, but my men and myself couldn't help ourselves."

The hero's breathing hitched, he felt disgusted to be talked about like this. It was dehumanizing, even if Oxzy wasn't a normal human. It still stung to be seen as nothing more than an object. He was about to leave, but he couldn't take his eyes away from Pierce. The turned villain, he was hoping for him to say something. Why? Why was he hoping for him to respond?