Today’s Drabble Wednesday comes via
inspiration from the Suicide Squad, and gives voice to the villains...
Not So Bad
You may have heard some horrible things
about me on the news.
About how I’m a insane sociopath. How many
people I’ve killed. Of the threat I pose.
All true. But hey, that’s not the real me.
Well, mostly not.
I have other qualities. I love kittens and
stuff. Love walks on the beach, sunsets. You know, the clichés.
The thing is, I’m more misunderstood than
evil. Simply a reflection of today’s society. A walking, talking narcissistic
image of humanity.
Don’t be afraid because I have my finger on
the button.
Really, what’s a little fiery world apocalypse
between friends?
~*~
Crosshairs
One human being bottled into a narrow
viewpoint, lined up in the scope. The rest of the world blotted out. Just one
focus. One goal.
Breathe
in, breathe out.
Watching, waiting, one tiny helpless life
caught in the crosshairs. Doesn’t know what’s coming. Never will. That’s power.
That’s control.
Breathe
in, breathe out.
Every hope, every dream, down to this
moment. Immovable, suspended, transcendent infinity. Perched on the precipice
of damnation.
Breathe
in, breathe out.
Perfect shot, center mass. Steady hands.
Squeeze the trigger, slowly.
Breathe
in, breathe out.
Bang.
She’s dead.
Pack up and go home. With a smile.
~*~
Breaking Point
I got tired of it, you know.
All the rules.
Be a good girl. Be a lady. Don’t be
aggressive. Don’t be such a bitch.
The good old sexist double standard.
Who makes up all this crap?
The boys don’t play by those rules.
Why should we?
Why should we shut our mouths? Why should
we dress the way they tell us to?
They have no right.
Do this, do that. Behave.
No
way.
I say, shut up.
‘Cause, I stopped playing by your rules.
I hit my breaking point.
And I broke some skulls.
And guess what?
You’re next.
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