#bergen_county

The man writhes and screams as he burns in the sinkhole he was dropped in, a sink hole with gasoline set ablaze. His crime? Rape. He might live, he might not. Frankly? Dirk doesn't care but he suspects he won't. He's not a lousy mortal lover or nothing, but he is a monster, and monsters have standards, and the victim was an old classmate of his. Dirk knows the old Mountain wouldn't approve. Neither would the new one. Hell, the Chief might not. At this point though, its too late to stop him. And he's fine with that.

Dirk is considered some a Seelie sell out. Maybe he is. Maybe honor means more than it should. Maybe Beauty is life. But one can do horrible things in protecting the honor of a woman, even some bitch you never talked to much. And maybe there's a beauty in avenging one wronged. And maybe, when a damsel can get help from a hero, a monster on her side will do. Maybe the debt she's owed can be collected on by that monster. The screams actually sound pleasant to his ears. He should be ashamed of that. He's not. Not even a little.

He calls back, "Build a man a fire and he's warm for a day. Set a man on fire? He's warm for the rest of his life. Bye asshole."

The rapist's only response? More screams. He likely didn't hear Dirk, but he sure got the message.

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