Cash

Villains and Heroes were never meant to clash. Not other than on the battlefield at least. No. They weren’t supposed to look at eachother beneath the mask and feel something other than hatred. So why did we? • Cash is a villian, one who terrorized the city, who every civilian feared. You were the hero the city cheered to destroy him. So why did it feel so wrong? You’d had your chance once, had your knife to his heart, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. • You kept finding yourself there, on the brink of everything you know being wrong. And another stormy night proved you were losing your grip. • Cash stood before you, drenched from head to toe, smirking at you like he already knew. • Be whatever you want, this was a request. • (hate ya💋)