"What a pity," said the Master to himself, as he lay still, deeply embedded in the earth, his movements were limited but he moved with what little strength he had, his strength was continually being drained away to survive, he rewatched the scene where Anthony and Tommy had fought the robbers and watched it until the end, where Anthony had launched his fire vortex. He smiled then, but the smile disappeared when he saw that the dead thief had shown no emotion other than satisfaction. "Too bad, it would be great fun, if only that poor man had shown a little more as he dies, maybe something dramatic, hmmm, I should have gone to him in his last moments "the devil", it would have been a riot, his eyes would have opened in shock, maybe he would have screamed." The Master chuckles to himself as he imagines this. "It would have been so much better if he had killed them all, there was no need to worry about anyone else but himself, he would have just literally lit everything up, even that little ice user would have died, what a sight it would have been, but alas, no, he didn't want to use his power and got hurt, what an idiot." The Master closes his eyes and brings a voice closer to him, the earth rumbles as he brings it closer, he brings another voice closer to him and is immediately transported to an area of ​​the city, the nearby building collapses and folds in on itself, people run and stumbles from that area the earth rumbled and trembled, the sky filled with clouds of dark dust. You could hear shouts and screams everywhere, it was pure chaos. “Poor human beings, helpless to do anything to save their own pitiful lives.” The Master looks on wondering what he should do. More people ran past him, some even through him, as they tried to escape the chaos they were escaping from... middle of paper... and, some flew back into the destroyed building. Blood rained everywhere, as a man's head was seen rising up, everyone stared at the head rising from the ground. The people gasped when they realized who it was, a murmur passing through them as they watched in silence. The man breathed in the smell of blood wondering if it had always been like this before, it was beautiful, he thought blood was everywhere around him, so beautiful. People were taking photos and recording videos as the man played with blood in his hand. His photos were quickly spreading across the web. The voice whispered to the man, the man sighed, I guess it was time to move, he thought to himself that play time was over. he stretched and started walking letting go of most of the blood letting it flow to the ground in a river of red.A/N sorry for the late update, college sucks.