'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

- letting rage control -

Leave, leave now.

Pierce suddenly let out a low laugh, his head turned around to face Felix. "You really should learn to control yourselves." His words were directed at everyone. The men that were still in the warehouse turned in the direction of him.

Felix unknowingly took a step back, "yeah- I said I was sorry-"

"I think you have a problem Felix. You assume too quickly." Pierce shook his head, "your so quick to assume fucking shit. You think I would want this? Am I really that fucked up to you?"

"N-No, brother that's not what I meant, you know that I know-"

"I didn't want anyone to do that to him." Pierce walked forward, eyeing Felix who stood as stiff as a board. "Only I have the privilege to make the hero at his worst. But you and your men took it away from me.." The villain shook his head, being a foot from his younger brother, he glared at him. "Now tell me, why would I be thanking you?"

Felix took a step back, trying to think about what he was just told. Of course Pierce would thank him, why wouldn't he?

"You hate the hero-"

"I do, but you don't." Pierce cut him off, walking while the little leader stepped back into his men. "You have no reason to do that, it gives you no purpose. Your mentality pisses me off just as much as your personality. The way you went about it, I have no reason to thank you..."

Felix let out a nervous chuckle, trying to wrap his head around what he was just told. He didn't understand it, he was tempted to just believe that the villain was thanking him. The evil man had something on him, he did what he wanted to do. Why was he not thanking him?

"Pierce- brother that is where another part of my plan came in. The hero, you can do whatever you want to him once we lure him back here. Drug him again, he will be defenseless!"

"What's the fun in that?" Pierce let out a sarcastic chuckle.

Felix shook his head, hearing his men behind him stiffen up. Some walked out while the others who were close to him and the gang came forward. They saw how the villain forced the little brother into himself, cornering him into nothing. They became on guard, grabbing at their guns and weapons with their shaking hands.

"I don't feel the need for you much. That whole poison shit is nothing, it can't do anything to help you now can it?" Pierce laughed, taking another step forward, watching as his younger brother dropped onto the ground. "I told you I have business to do.."

Felix's men walked forward, before they could do anything, the littler leader held his hand out. "What did I tell you guys! No one can go against my brother!" He then looked up to Pierce who kept a dangerous smile on his face. "I did it for you. Even if it was wrong, I did it for you brother."

"I didn't ask you to do it."

The little leader gulped, casting his eyes down with his thoughts jumbled. He didn't know what to expect anymore, all he wanted was for his brother to accept him, to be proud of him.

"I have to make everyone who touched him pay. If others get in my way, I'll just have to give them back what was coming." Pierce stretched out his arms, making the room flinch. His words hit them all in the chest, a full hesitation went through the crowd.

The hero by the doorway took in the scene. It was so weird to not only hear the villain say this about him, but the reactions were so extreme. He really does radiate fear like a bullet.

There were a lot more men compared to Pierce, they could overpower him with their high manpower. But the fear, the evidence that Pierce was capable of such things made them hesitate. It made them fearful to not only try. These drug dealers, murders and all the horrible types of people were afraid. The villain didn't have to do much to provoke the fear, his words alone scared them.

Oxzy gulped, feeling his cheeks radiate heat. He shouldn't be feeling like this for the man, but he couldn't help himself. His body had changed due to the evil man.

What was he thinking? What is he feeling? It's like he is almost going as crazy as the villain.

The hero saw a movement out the corner of his eyes, he focused on a tall man in the group. His gun was about ready to be raised, shaking with a tight grip as he faced it to Pierce.

Oxzy looked in the villains directions, the little brother was almost clinging to his legs, desperate pleas coming from his lips. The villain listened with a small expression, a look of annoyance was clear in his eyes. He didn't seem to notice the shifting man that was hidden in the group.

The man was close to the door, in full view of the silent watching hero. Oxzy watched him move the gun forward. Even with the words of his gang leader that gave them no command to kill the villain, their life was in danger.

The man knew that if the villain was there to kill the men that did the things to the hero, he would be one of them. The hero had recognized him slightly, his vision became tainted with blackness at his memories jumbling to take control.

Maybe it was his racing thoughts. Maybe it was the blankness that covered his vision, it made him lose all sense of reality. His sense of sanity was lost when his body moved on its own.

The gun was raised, the hero rushed forward with his hand out.

A gunshot rang through the warehouse.