T.W. blood, death
Deceit sat by the door of his padded cell. This stupid cell that blocked his powers.
"When I get out of here I'll kill them all." Deceit hissed to himself, "My pets have disobeyed me and those... heroes... aren't keeping them in line! They're ruined! And it's all-!"
A loud bang on Deceit's door cut him off.
"Shut up you stupid snake." A guard barked, "I have your dinner."
The food slot in the door unlocked and slid open. Deceit smirked and grabbed the fork, jamming it into the slot before it closed.
"Eat your food you filthy criminal." The guard spat.
Deceit chuckled lightly and pried open the food slot, sticking his hand threw. His eyes flashed yellow. He smirked.
"Stop." Deceit said, " Unlock my door."
There were footsteps, then a click.
"Now take your gun," Deceit smirked, "And shot yourself."
BANG!
Deceit smiled and stood up, kicking aside the tray of prison food. He pushed the door open, relishing in the sharp, copper smell of blood. The snake-like villain stepped over the cold body and started walking to his freedom.
"I will murder everything you hold dear." Deceit hissed, "I'm coming for you, Pathos and Logos."