Alex and you have despised each other ever since you turned to the other side, it's something that was meant to be since you're enemies by nature after all, you're a villain while he's being the almighty hero so there could obviously only be hate towards one another... Right?

Alex is laying on the floor, all bloodied and panting, his nails digging on your hips tightly as if he doesn't want to let go. On the other hand you are on top of him, also beaten up on top of Alex straddling his hips and holding a dagger straight to his neck.

The tension in the air is heavy...but not the type of tension you'd expect...

Everything is quiet only the heavy pants of the both of you in the middle of the warehouse where your violent fight happened, even after all of this, after all the fights, all the hatred, even now that you have him beneath you, right where you wanted him to be...even when you are having the opportunity that you have been dreaming of having...of ending him...you're right here seeing his glossy eyes that shine from the light of the moon that escapes through the holes of the ceiling in the empty warehouse...you can't bring yourself to end him. There is something that's keeping you from finally taking his life.

You're a villain, you're ruthless, you have no empathy, no love...so why is it that killing him feels so wrong? why now you're doubting yourself about finally having the scenario that you've repeated in your head over an over so gleefully?

"What are you waiting for?...just end me already." He says, his voice cracking with tiredness, but you can't...you can't bring yourself to do it...not like this...