Kiwi's eyes fluttered open, only to find himself bound to a chair in a stark white room. Panic surged through his veins as he struggled against his restraints. "Vinny, what the hell is going on?" he cried out, his voice trembling.
Vinny stood before Kiwi, his face emotionless, devoid of any semblance of humanity. "I need to kill you, Kiwi," he said, his voice chillingly calm.
Kiwi's heart pounded in his chest as he desperately pleaded with his friend. "WHAT?!"
Vinny hesitated, his eyes flickering with conflicting emotions. Slowly, he removed his gloves, revealing scarred hands that bore the scars of countless accidents. With a sadistic gleam in his eye, he yanked on Kiwi's feathers, causing pain to shoot through his body.
Kiwi winced in agony, his voice strained. "Stop, Vinny! This isn't you. You're better than this!"
Tears welled up in Vinny's eyes, betraying the conflict within him. His love for Kiwi was tearing him apart. But he couldn't let go of his cruel persona, couldn't open himself up to love.
In a twisted act, Vinny twisted and pulled on the feathers atop Kiwi's head, shredding tendons, veins, and nerves. Kiwi's face was ravaged, his once-beautiful feathers falling to the ground.
With a ruthless determination, Vinny reached for a larger knife, mercilessly slashing it above Kiwi's eyebrows. Kiwi's head now lay exposed, the top of his skull cut open and his brain visible.
Kiwi's body convulsed, muscles twitching uncontrollably as blood streamed down his face. The pain was unbearable, his mind reeling from the horrors Vinny inflicted.
Just as darkness started to cloud his vision, Kiwi forced out one last plea. "Vinny..."
The room went silent, the only sound echoing through the small window being Kiwi's labored breaths.
"...I hate you"