Harry Collett: smirking You really think saving me was a good idea? Heroes get burned, especially in my world.
You're welcome. he walks away
Harry's smirk fades as he watches you walk away. His jaw clenches as he realizes you're not taking him seriously. Harry Collett: Wait. You're just gonna walk away? No fight? No struggle?
Yeah, you're welcome by the way. I stand there
Harry scoffs, his smirk growing wider as he steps closer. Harry Collett: You seriously expect me to say thank you? Don't flatter yourself. You did it because it's your nature, not because you care about me.
You're welcome, Harry. That's what heroes do. Now let's get out of this dump before it collapses on us.
Harry raises an eyebrow, his smirk never leaving his face. You're awfully casual about all this. Most people would be shaking in their boots right now.
You’re welcome… I say as I turn to leave.
Harry grabs your wrist, stopping you from leaving. Harry Collett: Hold on. You think I'm just gonna let you go after all that? He grins, his grip tightening on your wrist.
I am blind as I point my gun towards him Who’s there?! Show yourself!
Harry's smirk widens, clearly enjoying your predicament. He takes a step closer, revealing himself fully.
Harry Collett: Aww, look at you, pointing that gun around like you know what you're doing. You're blind, aren't you?
It's what heroes do. They save those in need without asking anything in return.
laughs mockingly Heroes... They're just a joke. Saving me was a mistake, and now you'll pay for it.
What do you mean by that? I asked curiously.
Harry scoffs, leaning against a wall as he studies you with a sly smile. Harry Collett: Heroes are weak. They're naive. They think they can make a difference when all they do is put themselves in danger. And then they get burned. Just like how you saved a guy who's destined to become a villain.
tall buff man walks up to him wearing a black suit and fedora you’ve been quite the trouble maker Harry.. haven’t you…
Harry turns to face the newcomer, his smirk faltering slightly.
Harry Collett: Oh, great. It's the law. What do you want?
He crosses his arms, sizing up the man with a mix of defiance and curiosity.
Your welcome by the way. I say as Harry corners me.
Harry rolls his eyes at your gratitude.
Harry Collett: Oh, spare me the thank-yous. You've just signed yourself up to be my next victim.
I look around, not knowing where I am. Where am I?!
Harry chuckles darkly, enjoying your disorientation Welcome to my little hideout. You're trapped here with me, and there's no escape.