A/N I just recently discovered Sweeney Todd. I decided I needed to write something.
I obviously don't own Sweeney Todd.
Enjoy.
We all deserve to die.
That was what he had told Mrs. Lovett.
He had dealt out death to so many.
Pirelli.
The men who came into his shop.
Beadle.
The Judge.
Mrs. Lovett.
And his dear, sweet, beautiful Lucy.
He had gotten his revenge.
And Lucy, his precious wife, was dead because of him.
He held her in his arms.
Then, with a flash of silver, he joined his victims.
His life-blood spilled out over her limp body.
Yes, we all deserve to die...