"Tell me what you get out of killing. Or else I won't go willingly with you anymore," I said.
It was an empty threat. I was tied to him, and nothing could sever that. Where ever this led, I would follow him through it.
That didn't mean I didn't need to know.
He watched me coolly.
He knew I was bluffing, but he wouldn't call me on it. "When I shoot someone... it feels like I'm taking the best piss ever. I get a... I get that little shiver, like all the pressure had suddenly flowed out of me, and I can walk easy again."
This fic owns me right now. And as far as I know, it's one of a kind. Rare in FF. Please discuss what you think of it!