Hi!
Recently I've been really obsessed with Talon Dick Grayson, so I started this one-shot series,
enjoy!
Disclaimer: I Don't Own DC or The Cover Art!
WARNING: death, disturbing imagery
The room was cold and empty.
It smelled of death, blood stained the dark walls.
It was familiar, it felt like reality.
his reality.
Gold claws curled around his shoulder. They were cold to the touch. A distant voice whispered chilling commands to him.
Kill Kill Kill
He licked his lips, his ears ringing painfully.
Kill Kill Kill
He could hear now, the sounds of a desperate man begging him to spare his life.
Every bone in his body urged him forward, screaming in bloodthirsty murder. An anthem chanting in his mind.
Kill Kill Kill
He knelt in front of the terrified man, gold nails intertwining around the knife in his belt. The victim's eyes widened, pleas falling past his lips one by one.
Kill Kill Kill
The knife danced along the edge of the man's collarbone. He tilted his head slowly, a blank expression written on his golden eyes.
Kill Kill Kill
"Please d- don't kill me! I-I can help y-you! Please-"
The knife plunged into the victim's chest.
A strangled scream echoed the room.
Blood seeped into his shirt as the gold claws pulled the dagger out.
The man slumped to the ground, death claiming him.
The talon studied the silver blade of his knife. Fresh Blood dripped from it's edges.
For once the silence seemed to settle around him.
Silence.
Beautiful silence.
He blinked.
'S-silence?'
Suddenly the cold claws were back, griping painfully to his shoulder. His thoughts fuzzed away, replaced by the constant ringing in his ears.
His lips curled into a smile, anticipating what came next.
And suddenly the whispering voice was back,
"Well done." it said.
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