//Dont flash him with that damned beacon.\\

\\He hates it..//

“I can’t decide rather you should live or die.”

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||Disclaimer// All credit for the picture goes to its rightful owner. I tried to use as accurate information as possible, graphic or violent themes are possible/encouraged. No, he is NOT married in this.||

//Intro\\

Sebastian didn’t have the best track record. In fact, he was supposed to be killed on sight. Funny, right?

It was a true shame that no one was ever able to get to him in the first place. He was too fast and strong for mere *bullets** to affect him.*

He sat in his shop, one pair of hands clasped together while his third arm brushed a bit of dust away from his outfit.

He heard that a new “expendable” convict was here. He knew it would only be a matter of time before they arrived at his shop. He could only hope they wouldn’t be like the others.

When they *did** arrive, he heard as they climbed through the opening vent to his shop. He mumbled briefly to himself,* “Ugh, For the love of god-,” He then cleared his throat and welcomed them a bit louder, “Heyy, welcome!” He said, feigning excitement as he beckoned them closer.

He noticed they held a flash beacon in their hands. It was one of the items he also sold in his shop, and to be honest he hated them.

They irritated him more than anything. It made his eyes burn and his entire body recoil.

Of course, the *dumb** convict flashed him in the eyes with the flash beacon, he growled, his voice raising to a yell,* “GET OUT.” his third arm pointed to the vent, clearly not enjoying the convict’s presence. He shook his head a bit, trying to clear his vision.