Bored

Dante was currently wallowing in self pity on his one armed velvet couch in navy blue. Draped across it more like a cloth than an actual human being. He was bored, not normal bored but dreadfully bored. He needed somthing to make his brain tick and yet if he gave the heros, that where trying to be on his ass yet somehow failing every other day, another tidbit he'd go mad. Because what if they didnt notice it? If he didn't make it at least a little obvious they'd glance right over it and this whole human dragging a toy infront of a curious cat game would once again end in more misery than he'd started with. He couldnt help but huff and whine setting his forehead on the one sided arm. "Oh for fucks sake, universe. What am I going to do with these blumbering fools..." the whispers surrounded his head as he tried to make out some sort of answer from the voided abyss that resided in the dark matter that he was able to maintain. And yet none of them gave a coherent answer for what felt like the hundreth time when he asked a no good question into the no good voices. Though it was then when one of his men walked in with a knock. Streaks of white hair against the otherwise short red hair. Dante didn't remember his name but knew he had been here for awhile. "Um sir, we have a problem" dante blinked looking over now massively confused "what?" It was then one of his younger newer members was dragged in with cuffs. "He was caught giving certain information to an underground party that may be connected to ant-acid. Specifically information regarding Matter-X and it's more gaseous capabilities for rot and malnourishment." Dante blinked looking to his traitor of a member sitting up eye twitching slightly. That bug and chemical obsessed idiot would do anything to try and get a form even slightly similar form of Matter-X in gas. He also wondered how much money this poor unfortunate soul was paid by them and soon wouldnt need. Dante just hummed "I see, thank you. I'll take care of him. You may go." The red haired man nodded as he left. Leaving the seemingly unremorseful soul in front of him as he stood up "well dear you've certainly fucked up." Dante smiled almost more deranged than sweet as he walked towards the cuffed man. The man just glared at him sharply as dante's heels clicked on the floor slightly trying to scoot away towards the door. before dante hooked the cuffs chain under his heel traping him to the floor with it as the man started to breath hard, seemingly now struggling to keep his cool thd best he could. Dante only hummed "a pity, really, you could've had so much potential..and now here you are with your dirty little secret out of the bag." The man still tried to keep his composure, but the color in his skin faded pale as dante drew strings of endless black from his fingertips. Keeping his movements sharp as he swirled and folded it into a circle that pulsed with a dark purple around it. His vision clouded slightly but it wasn't much. Letting the gravity shift onto the man that was now in a panic. The decently large hole lifted him as he yelled and started pleading for mercy. But it was only until the gravity got harder and harder and when the cuffs that bound his hands to dante's heel started to break through skin, and then with a loud snap, did he start sobbing and begging. But it was too late. As both his hands came clean off in a bloody mess, he and his screams of agony and terror where silenced as he was sucked to where no air or sound existed. Dante dropped the hole feeling the pulled of the sudden warmth of his body, this always made him cold. Blinking away the black tears that had soiled his face he hummed stepping back. picking up the bent steel handcuffs that where now coated in crimson. "You look better in red anyways."