Prompt #67

“What,” the villain begins, stepping towards the hero. “Would everyone say about this, I wonder?”

The hero, sprawled against the hard alley floor and propped lazily against the wall, turns their head away.

“If you’ve come to kill me, then get on it with,” they mumble, voice hoarse.

“Kill you? Why dear, that’s no fun. I have something much better planned.”

Prompt #65

The hero, laying limp in the alley, was… not what villain had expected to find this evening. Their skin was pale and clammy, blood dribbling down their chin from a split lip.

The villain was enraged.