**_(This is a weird one. I got a bit carried away with it so it’s quite long. Hope you enjoy!)_**

The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, casting a bloody orange glow over the battle-scarred landscape. All beings fought, bodies and blood littering the soil. Amidst the chaos, a lone figure emerged. That’s me. I’m that kind of villain whose name is whispered from city to city, kingdom to kingdom. It’s quite exilerating, really. I looked to my left, valiant soldiers, fighting and loosing against the orcs and goblins, my army, covered in gore. But, instead of feeling disgusted by the wastelands of battle, I smirked, showing an array of shining, white teeth.

I came to an abrupt halt as I came face to face with a woman, my smile wavered. Although she stood a head shorter than me, she mustered up as much energy to seem intimidating, to seem powerful.

Pathetic.

She was dressed in the usual, hideous iron armour, except a few gaudy colours representing her higher status.

“Ah, if it isn’t Lady Celeste!” I bowed mockingly, maintaining my smirk. “You seem to be…losing, against my monster army, if I’m not mistaken?”

The knight snarled like a dog, “We will defeat you. Your rain of evil ends today.”

“Oh, does it? Well, for the final battle I expected more from you and your knights.” I raised a brow. “The Valiant Knights of Tallus, was it? Lovely name, by the way. Really screams, ‘We will die honourable deaths and that’s okay because we will be remembered.’ It’s so…boring.”

Lady Celeste clenched her fists, “Why are you doing this?!”

“It’s quite simple, darling. I find it entertaining.” I stated flatly, my locks dramatically blowing in the breeze.

“You’re a coward.”

I hate it when people call me that.

“Aw. Is that so? At least I’m not failing…miserably.” I laughed, the sound chiming through the battlefields. I have a reputation for being a good actor.

Lady Celeste’s grip on her sword hardened, “We are not failing. We will not fail!”

“How terribly quaint.” I bent my knees and looked down at her as if she were a child, “You will fail, sweetheart. In fact, you have failed.”

Suddenly, she charged at me, sword ready to pierce my skin, but I sidestepped quickly, which caused her to stumble and almost loose her balance.

“I will fight you to my very last breath.” She spat, regaining her composure.

“Now there’s a classic,” I replied with a roll of my eyes. “What is it with knights? Always so eager to be the hero, throwing their lives away for a cause that’s laughably futile.”

The lady didn’t reply, only stood her guard.

“How adorable!” I clapped my hands together in delight, “You really think you can win? Let me tell you something: it’s only so long before I stop playing nice.”

Lady Celeste paused, confusion flickering in her eyes. “You’re insane.”

“Who isn’t?” I shot back with a laugh. “Imagine a world without a touch of madness! Mortals would bore themselves into extinction!”

I turned away, admiring the massacre. Now they’ll pay.

But, as I began to turn back toward her, I heard the unexpected sound of the knocking of an arrow. Before I could react, it flew straight into my chest, embedding itself.

I dropped to my knees. “Oh, woe is me! Pierced by a blade of the sacred knights! I fought so valiantly, so loyally! But now, my end has come!” I dropped to my back and clenched the arrow with a hand, “How could I be such a fool for thinking I could win! At least, my name will go down in history!” Then I froze and closed my eyes.

I waited.

Before the knights could celebrate, I opened my eyes and stood up, brushing myself off and folding my arms, “That’s you, that’s what you sound like.”

Looks of great horror etched into every knight’s face.

I tugged the arrow from my hidden armour.

“You really thought it would be that easy? I’m not stupid. Why wouldn’t I wear armour?”

Did they not realise I wasn’t bleeding? Are they really that dumb?

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I cross the line.”

Laughing, I turned to leave, until a great pain erupted in my head. Black.

I woke up in a room which was a bright white colour, the only thing inside was a table and the chair I was sat on. After my eyes adjusted to the light, I realised I was attached to the chair with chains, tight.

I swore loudly.

“This must be the interrogation room.” I sighed, “You’re not going to get any information out of me, sweetheart!” I shouted, hoping someone could hear me from outside the room.

“Oh yes we will.” Lady Celeste’s voice spoke from behind me, making me jump.

“You scared the s**t out of me!” I confronted, tugging at my restraints desperately, “Also…no you won’t. Torture me, fine, I don’t feel pain like normal people anyways. Lock me up until I die, cool, I like it in cages, they’re like taverns with a stricter dress code, you know?”

Lady Celeste walked to the other side of the table, “Enough! We are going to get answers.”

“Answers? About what? What I had for dinner the other night?” I chuckled.

“You’ll see. And it won’t be me trying to get these answers. It will be Sir Harlow, the highest in our rank.” She grinned.

“I can’t tell if I’m flattered, scared or just pissed off.“ I grit my teeth, smirk fading fast.

“Trust me, he’s more intimidating than you think.”

I groaned, bored. “Is he a knight in shining armour or is he an executioner? Because I’ve met both, and I assure you, the executioner was more charming.”