The end {Johannes}

[Knuckles]

Johannes

She screams, and it's music to his ears. The panic, the pain, the crimson stream leaking down her face, all of it makes a difference, and he's smiling from ear to ear. Those lucky enough to end up with a bullet through their brain don't get the chance to cry out in pain - execution is quick and painless when in all reality, they should all have to suffer. They're traitors, and being merciful isn't right. All the Capitol scum deserve to feel the pain which is why this place is exactly where he belongs. Just look at them all.

She swings, and it takes no strength at all to knock the blade away, and she tries again, and Johannes steps out of the way avoiding the attack altogether.

"Is that all you got, little girl?"

He stands tall and prideful as he glares down at her. She's nothing more than a mere child, yet she's here, and Johannes knows what it means. They all have to die. It doesn't matter anymore.

His lip curls;

"You'll have to do better than that if -"

He falls lifeless on the ground as the grim reaper steals his soul forever.

{might as well post this since I posted it once}