Author's Note: I'm currently working on a book and my inspiration for fanfics has dropped. Because of this I'll be taking a quick break until June. I plan to write a few stories during that break so I'll have something to publish. Please leave requests. I'm willing to write anything except romantic Scott/Pedro. Also do any of you guys write? If yes, publish your stories! The fandom is dry enough as it is. Trust me when I say any new content will be appreciated. I'm sorry this is so short
Scott's life didn't flash before his eyes as he died. It was like he was in a dream once the pain wore off. Everything seemed hazy and he wasn't sure if he was hallucinating or not.
Was there an afterlife? Scott hoped not. His ass would be sent straight to hell for all the shit he did. He didn't care much for reincarnation either. Scott just wanted peace. Life wasn't peaceful. Life was filled with assholes, abuse, and pain. Life was a struggle. It was destined to be when you're a gatekeeper. Scarlett was the only one with a normal life and that got ripped from her. None of them would have normal lives and that was partially his fault. They wouldn't have gone through the door if Scarlett hadn't been shot. Matt wouldn't have been captured if Scott hadn't helped lure him.
As Scott lay atop of the ice he had an epiphany. He was a villain ;A villain with a tragic backstory but a villain nonetheless. Regret and guilt washed over him. There were words he wanted to take back and actions that were just a result of his trauma and emotions getting the best of him. Yet he was still the one who said those angry, hate filled words ;Actions that he commited himself. Scott Tyler was a villain.
That was his last thought before Scott slipped into death.
