You've always been in control, been the one deciding the fate of so many, been the one lording over us all.
So how does it feel to have that sense of power taken from your grasp, to be the one waiting for the verdict of imprisonment or freedom?
You have always been able to run away from your failed plans, to fall back on your companions, to fall back on your precious doctor, who you know will always be forgiving to you, who will always give you a second chance.
Tonight however, you will fall to the hand of your faithful companion, your pretty little wife, the perfect accompaniment to your façade.
For tonight, I am the one in control, the one calling the shots, the one holding the gun.
As they say, what goes up must come down, and tonight Master, you and your little empire will come crashing down.
And no one will be there to catch you, not this time.
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Yeeah... this was just a random drabble that came to me.. it is meant to be from Lucy's point of view, but I'm not really sure if it makes sense...
ah well... you can review if you want...but you don't have to... I don't mind...