This wasn't how it was supposed to end. Not so soon. Not like this. I sat in my cell looking out the small barred window. It was a grubby little cell, mostly because no one ever stayed in it long and because no one cared about the ones sentenced to it. I sat up from my bed wondering why it was there. It seemed like some sort of sick joke. There was no way I was going to sleep. It wasn't how I wanted to spend my last moments. The events leading up to this hardly seem important anymore. I'm just glad that no one was left to see me like this. Well that's not totally true, there is her… but she knows I'd rather not have her see this.
"Hey, Hero killer time to go." The guard called to me from the door.
I looked up lifelessly. The guard shuddered. I guess he wasn't used to getting that look from an 8-year old kid. I got up and made my way to the door. I glanced toward a dirty crooked mirror that was hanging on a dirty crooked wall. I almost flinched at the reflection. My face was dirty, my unnaturally red hair was sticking up in odd places and my face was covered in a layer of grime. But the worst part was my eyes, they were washed out and pale. Now I understood why the guard had shuddered. I continued through the jail, with the cold metal of my handcuffs biting into my wrists. I knew were I was going, it was just up these stairs and to the left, out the big front doors to were hundreds of townsfolk would be gathered to watch the life of the villain be taken by the guillotine. I followed the guard to the doors, almost glad to see the light of day for the first time in months. I glanced upwards, there was a cool breeze drifting by, I could just barley make out the sun from the overcast. Great, the one day I though it would be nice to have nice weather it was like this. Oh well it didn't really matter anyway. They led me up the steps and locked my head in place. I looked around and heard their mutterings.
"Such a young kid, I can't believe he did that"
"He deserves it! He killed the one who was protecting us!"
"The man took him in when his parents died and look at how he returned him!"
"Doesn't h behave a sister, what's going to happen to her?"
That last one was a good question. I know that she can take care of herself. It's my only regret that I'm leaving her alone in this world. I wondered what she would do.
"This is the public execution for the murderer of Saint Joseph Abramson." The preaching guard announced. I'm not sure why he did though, everyone knew who I was, what I had done…
"The Defendant Ryuu has been found guilty and is sentenced to be decapitated by the guillotine.
I saw the executioner let the blade fall, and there was a searing pain in my neck. Just before I couldn't I muttered something. It was so quiet that I doubt anyone heard it. But I had said it none the less.
"I'll see you later Mitsu."
And that should have been the end of my story.
But of course it wasn't, that would have been too easy.