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A typical horror story's beginning
Everyone scattered inside the cold, gigantic, palace like toy shop except me, I was standing outside at a safe distance from the main door despite my friend's constant requests and orders to come inside. "Why am I even here?" I glanced down at my watch and then at the wide open door, which creaked everytime a strong breeze blew. I hate ghosts, horror movies and people who are not afraid from either of them, because they force me to feel as if I am some kind of cry baby hiding and being scared of things which don't even exist. I grabbed the door's handle and plunged my head inside the toy shop, if you could call it one, I still refused to accept that this house was a toy shop not some rich man's mansion which he had forgotten about. It was dark inside except the warm sunlight which barely lit up the house inside. A torch suddenly flashed up on my face, I crept back shielding my eyes with my hands, as the door closed shut with a loud noise on my face. "Woah, that's cliché" an exasperated voice exhaled from my mouth. "Hey what are you exactly doing outside?" an enraged voice popped up from inside, "Standing, of course!?"I raised my eyebrows and rolled my eyes annoyingly "Anyways you didn't have to slam the door like that" with that I pulled myself backwards leaning on the railing waiting for a response but no voice came put from inside or any sign of opening the door, for some reason I didn't know why I felt for the first time that I had gotten myself into something I was going to regret for the rest of my life.
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Villain x Hero
The scattered rays stroked her hair gently and twinkled upon her minty hair, sparkling them beautifully in the moonlight. A gentle breeze pulled her hair back, giving it a twisted look as if someone was pulling it back, but none of the bystanders cared, it would be more correct to say they didn't noticed anything except the hero standing in front of her. "Stop it" she murmured, thr corners of her mouth crunching down into an annoyed look, her hair which was being pulled back by an invisible force fell down hitting her back gently. Her eyes travelled upwards, focusing on the pearl like moon which was tangled between the trees, Her ruby eyes gazing at the magnificent vision, distorted turning into a bloody battlefield. "Move" a strong force pulled the chains dangling around her wrist, "Ah i forgot that you were escorting me to the prison" she pulled her wrists up glancing at the metallic hand cuff which she was adorning on her hands. "Shut up" an angry voice leaked from the boy's lips, "Quite short tempered for a hero" she laughed. The boy did not respond instead he pulled the chains tightly, making her almost bump into him. She slithered backward, gritting her teeth tightly "Stop it Leon" the corners of her mouth twisted up this time fuy annoyed at his erratic behavior. There was a slight bruise on her pale wrists, but it didn't matter to he. He glanced back at her, his face devoid of any expression, "That's scary" she mocked her gaze fixed at his stoic face as she slowly ascended the car.
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Hero x Villain
The Villain tore the city apart to find the hero, it had been over three months since the hero's disappearance and he had already searched every nook and cranny of the capital, only to find out that she had gone missing, but where? How could she leave her dear city she had been protecting since the last seven years? "Boss" his aide came running to his side, the aura which surrounded the villain made it hard for him to breath, the aide gulped "The head of the super cops must be knowing something about the hero's disappearance". The villain's eyebrows furrowed down, his lips stretching into a twisted smile, which gave chills to his aide. "Ha" he smirked, brushing his hair up, "Did she quit her job and left for somewhere else", the villain could not understand that why was he feeling so annoyed about this, when all he had ever wanted was the city's destruction, his revenge and the death of this country's savior. He could feel his veins protrude on his neck, as he clenched his fist tightly reminiscing about the swaying figure of the hero who could not even walk normally after their last fight. "When I find you this time, I will make sure that...." his last words disappeared, into the dark black suffocating aura he emitted.
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Corruption or Redemption
"It's us against the world, isn't it?" hero squinted her eyes at the crazy crowd hurling towards the tower she and the villain were standing on, she didn't wish to believe that the people who were ready to die for her a few days ago were now praying for her to die. Those crazy fanatics who used to worship the ground she walked on and used to chant 'Savior' whenever they saw her were rushing to kill her.
Before it had always been her towards thousands of villains maybe right now it could be her and him, for now at least, for the sake of getting out of the swamp created by her own carelessness and belief in those, for whom she had gone through life and death situations million times, just to repay the faith they showed in her but right now it seemed like all the efforts she had ever put were in vain, the situation right now was a failure of the best performance she had put for these people.
She hesistated to attack them, her hands barely moved an inch, that's when she heard a strange, soft laughter full of dissapointment. She turned towards the source, it was him again.
The villain hid his face under his hand and covered his stomach with another as if he had heard the best joke ever, "Hah" a crazy smirk followed up his dissapointed funny face.
"Do you think you are in some kind of hero and villain cliche' romance story, where you are the protagonist?" his eyebrows furrowed down and a pathetic frown formed on his face as he glanced up and down at hero. The villain started clapping, gently, slowly and then loudly his eyes containing dissatisfaction for the hero.
The villain walked towards the hero slowly and gently placed both of his hand's on his so called rival's shoulder and pulled her towards him, her back glued to his chest and his arm tightened around her waist not letting her move an inch.
The villain taking his time placed his head on her shoulder from back, trying to get a look of her face with a slow whisper which tickled her ear he handed her a gun, positioning it towards the civilian's, "If you kill even one of them" his grip tightened over her wrist holding the weapon, "It is going to be us". He pulled his head back from her shoulder, trying to hide the smirk which had formed on his lips as he wished and waited for the hero to walk down the path of corruption he had paved, for her.
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Hero and Villain
“A familiar face indeed” a chuckling voice trembled in my ears, “First of all” I sucked in a deep breath “leave me”, his palm tightened around my neck reminding me that I was in no position to order.
There was a loud bang on the door, “Boss it’s time to leave" it was henchman, villain indulged himself in a conversation with his worker, while I planned about saving myself.
‘If I kick him then…’, “Try that and you are dead” villain muttered in a gruesome voice.
“Hey I was just here to enjoy my day off” I complained “and I was not spying”
“But you did end up witnessing a murder” he muttered, pinning me strongly on the wall, “Just leave me you damn killer” I fidgeted unable to breath,
“Awww….how cute, but I would like if you are quite” he squeezed my neck tightly, trying to strangle me. I slipped my foot away and kicked him,
‘Boom’ he stared up at me, “Are you doing this??” I muttered astonishingly, “No” he shook his head,
‘Boom’ this time the building collapsed entirely.
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Hero X Villain
“Woah” a surprised tone leaked from hero’s mouth, she turned around unable to accept the abnormal situation, “Shocking indeed” a junior replied, scratching his head.
The dungeon smelled of dead rats and blood, it had only been two weeks since hero had gone for some other mission far away but the management was already a mess even the prisoners were behaving inobediently . Just what happened while she was gone, “These all” hero muttered pointing towards the snickering prisoners, “were supposed to be hanged, right?” she raised her eyebrow, asking for an explanation.
“……”
“What!” hero muttered annoyingly “You guys” she could feel anger rising up, “That…” the guard replied glancing at the junior standing beside the hero, he was in an awkward position, handling these types of things was not his duty he thought and hero knew about it as well, but………he glanced up, his blood almost froze, “Why are they all behaving like this? Looks like you have got a lot of responsibility on your shoulders” hero muttered furiously turning to her right.
“Kill them all, after all they are just pigs being fed without working” murderous energy floated around hero, she bit the inside of her mouth staring at the resting figure of villain, “and…” she gestured towards villain, “Tomorrow....when I came he was here and has been quiet since then” the guard trembled.
Hero sighed.
Her bruised fingers fiddled with the useless lock hanging on the prison door, ‘If he came here on his own, then he can also leave on his own, are they stupid or what’ veins pulsed on her head. “Let’s have a talk, hero” villain turned towards hero with a grim face and annoyed expression, “I have a lot of questions for you”, hero gulped “I am supposed to interrogate you”, “Sit down” he ordered as hero flinched.
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Dawn Of Blood
“Life is amazing” Hero muttered
She ran her freezing fingers over the beautiful flower petals, observing their little movements with her amethyst eyes. The sun continued to hide behind the clouds while the cold breeze played with hero’s hair.
The headquarters was filled with people inside unlike the frontage which was gleaming with hero and the beautiful blossoms which were emitting a radiating sense of happiness. Hero smiled, touching another flowers.
“Hey foxy” hero stood up, fixing her wrinkled clothes at a familiar voice. A large hand patted her hair, “Ugh!” she grabbed the hand pushing it away from her slowly, “Zephyr, I told you I don’t like this…”
“Hey Aster” a loud voice grasped the hero’s attention, “Collete” she fidgeted at her name, “What a solemn expression” Zephyr clicked his tongue.
Hero nodded.
“You are quitting?” Hero trembled at her friend’s words; she had sensed the upcoming danger earlier when she was dragged here by her collar, Collete loosened her grip on the tightened neckband, hero stumbled back, “Well..” hero bit the inside of her mouth.
She wanted to tell her friends that the seven years she had spent as a dedicated hero to the country was enough, she didn’t wish to continue this dangerous journey anymore where she was always praised for her exceptional skills and experience then thrown in some hellhole because she didn’t complain. The only person who had ever fought and seen the undefeated villain’s face was her, not because she was remarkably strong but because of her strong will to live. No one knew, that how she would push herself to her limits to survive.
She loved saving people, it was their smile which would give her energy to continue to endure once more but now this was enough, it was time for someone else to take up. Her part was done.
“Today’s my last day” she sighed, thinking that she had passed the most difficult conversation.
“This is a great news” Villain’s henchman who had been eavesdropping on the hero’s conversation, chuckled.
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An Assassin Attack
I could feel the cool breeze hitting my face, I sat down folding my legs and turning my head from right to left and left to right, grasping the beautiful scenery through my senses.
Green trees, cool wind, heavy sunlight, trimmed grass and the best thing 'Peace', no fights, no voice no nothing, I felt calmness engulfing my mind and blocking my senses.
Something felt strange, 'What an ominous feeling' I stood up, jerking away the grass stuck on my jeans.
'Whoosh' I took out the sword and used it as a shield for protecting me from the unexpected attack of the sword yielding furiously towards me, I kicked the attacker on his neck.
He fell down clutching his neck and gasping for breath, he was breathing heavily. I stomped on his ankle then attacked his kidneys with the back of my sword.
I looked at the fallen sword, 'White dragons' I sneered "Who are you?"
I brushed my hair upwards as a pair of brown eyes filled with anger and disgust stared up at me, he turned his head away mumbling something to himself.
'He has quite an attitude', furrowing my eyebrows down, i stared at him too, "Then don't blame me for being rude" sighing i kicked the fellow, pinning him down on the ground.
My shoe on his chin and neck forcing him not to move an inch, "Why are you here", the boy changed the direction of his eyes from me to the trees on the right side, I applied force on tip of my shoe, the strangling pain in his eyes increased as he acted he didn't cared if he died, my sword which was digging from a long time into his thigh was painted with crimson blood.
"So stubborn" I looked at the boy who was trying to remove my shoe, all his vital points were injured especially his ankle which was throbbing with pain from earlier.
"See if you don't want to speak then" I stopped, removing my shoe and sheathing back the sword in it's scabbard, I turned back and glanced at the setting sun, I didn't wished to kill a poor guy for nothing, so I urged my blood lust to calm down.
The scenery was so beautiful as the sun mingled with yellowish-orange clouds and was surrounded with shiny stars.
'Shine'
Green sparks lit behind my back, it was protection magic, "Seriously?" anger welled up in my heart as i shouted on top of my lungs, I turned back and kicked the limping boy in his stomach, "And here i thought about sparing you", I sighed at the sight of him holding a sharpened dagger between his clenched fist, 'The protection magic activated when he tried to kill me'.
"Whatever" I rolled my eyes almost pushing my eyeballs on back of my head and unsheathed my sword.
"Farewell" I yanked the sword furiously at him, the sharp blade slicing his neck as blood splashed on my clothes.
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