Revenge
Author's notes: I posted this on tumblr a while ago...
Warnings: Character death, blood, sadness...?
The blonde killer smirked at Henry, Murphy tied to a cross behind him. The ex-con's breath was coming in pained gasps, his hands turning purple and swollen from the ropes that bound him. He wouldn't look to Henry, but even his torn uniform couldn't hide the bloody message beneath.
'2||2|'
Henry felt as though his lungs were filling with smoke as he let out a choked sob.
"N-no.. Not him… Walter, not Murphy. Please…" He pleaded, "Not him…" His voice faltered as Murphy looked up to him through his sweat and blood dampened bangs. "Oh god…"
Murphy made a soft noise, trying to say something… But it was hopeless. Walter stepped in front of him, closer to Henry. The smaller man didn't fight or back away this time.
"I-I'll be the Receiver .. I'll come willingly. Oh God, just please let him go!" Henry watched as Murphy closed his blood shot eyes.
"He said the same thing." Walter drawled, taking out one of his guns and pointing it towards Murphy. "You had your chance."
Henry had to repress a growl. "Don't-"
But it was too late, a shot burst through the silence of the chamber… And knowing exactly what it meant, Henry fell to his knees. The room around them darkened and the last thing Henry could see was Murphy, now free from his bindings, fall through the now-crumbling floor below.
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