The floor tasted like blood. The metallic scent invaded my nostrils without permission, but I couldn't help but laugh.

I was doing the right thing, so why was I losing?

I mustered enough strength to kneel facing K. She stood in front of the ten-year old, protecting him, but she didn't know the power he contained. Power he didn't know how to control.

If I killed him I would inherit the power. I could do more good with it than he will ever be capable of. So why was I labeled the villain? Why is K the hero?

"Why don't you just give up?" I smirked. Even that hurt, but I refused to wince.

K knelt down as well. She leaned close enough to me so that I could see her her breath misting in the cold air and touching my face. She let out one last sigh before bringing out a knife.

Where had that come from?

"I didn't want to do this Alex." K whispered.

Everything hurt. I laughed. "What are you going to do? Stab me?"

And that's exactly what she did. The knife pierced my stomach, and I had no strength to resist. To run. To scream.

I dropped to the ground. She was going to regret it. They all were. Because I was right and she was wrong.

Word count-224

Okay so here's my take on the prompt it's not that great or anything, but I wanted to do something so here it is. Can't wait to hear all of y'all's entries. I know they're going to be so much better than my crappy attempt!