Alex huffed into the mirror. In the next room, a girl named Ariel Jonnan was tied to a bed. She was a virgin. Justin claimed they needed her to get around in the monster world.
To what lengths would he go to get what he wanted? Justine was out there, somewhere, and her best bet was her uncle. The problem is that her uncle is also her father. Probably.
In the past, Alex had been the one to stop him. She had performed countless raids on his installations- destroying chemical factories, freeing political prisoners, and saving the day in general. Now who would save the world from such a dastardly monster? Who would be able to take down his minions and keep the peace?
...Why did Alex feel the need to justify herself? She had sold herself in the past- done any disgustin act her brother had ever demanded of her. Why did this bother her?
Ariel whimpered in terror. Alex buried her guilt. This was necessary. Some girl could go one day without... whatever she was doing. What? Did Ariel have a family to get to? Did she have a baby daughter who was lost to the darkness?
Justine was worth it. Justin appeared behind his sister, giving her an appraising look.
A girl, a pure one too, had been taken off the streets in broad daylight. Only a madman would do it.
Or a madwoman.
Alex buried her head in shame. She had been the one to take Ariel. Perhaps this was what Justin wanted to prove all along; she was not the hero. Sure, he had been the evil mastermind to fake his own death, murder his brother, and kidap-to-rape his sister. (Not to mention wrestling control of New England) but it was her ALEX RUSSO who was the true villain. She was just as bad as him. She would do anything to get her way, and, just like always, he would push her further than she wanted to go.
In her mind, Justine was worth more than anything. In the past, the young Russo had sacrificed, and stayed heroic- now she needed to sacrifice that purity for the sake of her daughter. It was worth it.
Justin meet her eyes brifely, condemming her. Was she truly the hero for taking down the monster that he had been, or the villain for making him in the first place...?
Alex slouched in the corner. She needed to keep going. If she slowed down, even for a little bit, she would go mad. No doubt Mason was searching for her. Jerry and Theresa had likely figured out her plan, and called the Council. Ariel could identify her attackers. And Justin... he had a deal.
...When would he want her? Perhaps he would drag it out. Wait until she was on trial in front of the Wizard World before demanding she go down for him. Or maybe he would grab her hair right now, slam her against the bed, and use her whatever way he wanted.
And he would use her eventually. Even with a conscience, her brother had been through too much to simply let her go.
Ariel whimpered in the corner.
"Justin, let's go," Alex stood. Her brother looked at her queerly.
"Yeah... It's time for you to meet a friend of mine..."