Black estrela and Tsubaki

Twilight paced properly back and forth. Symmetrical dread filled her heart. Death the Kid should have been início at least an hora atrás and it wasn't like him to be late. Oh, my bloody love, Twilight thought. Where could you be?

Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Death the Kid had been taken hostage por rosa, -de-rosa Breast, a supervillain who had the city in a state of blank terror. Twilight fainted dead away, like Brack Obama does Caramelldansen.

When she came to, there was a bump on her eye and the symmetrical dread had returned. "Death the Kid, my black honey bunny," she cried out slowly. "What...

I stand and stare at Arachne. now what? “Well? Are you going to make me force it out of you?” Arachne takes a step forward. “Never.” I narrow my eyes. Whatever she wants, I can feel it stirring inside me.
Arachne steps closer. “Stop.” I put as much force into the word as possible. She stops walking and widens her eyes. “Good. Now attack.” She smiles.
Ok. I’d amor to kill her. My eyes turn into black pools. A gun appears in my left hand. I turn my head and grin. “Ready?”
“Give me all you’ve got.” spiders appear around Arachne’s feet. Fine, I will.
I shoot...

I slowly open my eyes. I’m in another room, the girl isn’t there. I hurt everywhere. A woman dressed in black gingerly steps in. “Some fight you and your mother had. Look at that eye.”
I don’t remember a fight, but my body is aching, as if it remembers the pain.
The woman bends down so she’s eye to eye with me, “A proper witch who wants to be persuading will need to look nicer than this.” Her eyes have webs imbedded into their black darkness. I almost want to listen to her.
She walks me into another room, lit up with white light. This is the first time I’ve seen light in...