(STILL GORY.)
Another strike.
Will can't bear to see his Nico being hurt like this anymore, but if he closes his eyes it will only get worse for Nico.
Blood pours out of the reopened wound. It drips slowly down his malnourished back, the smell of metallic blood strengthened. Nico was struggling, silently screaming in horrid pain.
The raising of axe was heard and Nico stared at Will, eyes wide. 'No!'
Blood gushed from the decapitated body, blood pooled around Nico's ankles.
Tears formed in Nico's eyes. "Oh no your boyfriend is dead." The wicked voice of Will's killer laughed.
Another strike.
"Too bad you won't join him for a looonnngg time."
Two wicked giggles followed as Nico was hauled up the stairs with dried blood and cuts littering his head to toes.
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DEATHDEATHDEATHDEATH.
DEATHDEATHDEATH.
DEATHDEATH.
DEATH.
....
ANYWAYS CAKES,
CAKEY OUT!