Another of Delilah committing murder, she does nothing things I swear lol
Image warning: blood
Story warnings: Murder, violence
Characters drawn as cats but written as humans
That man needed to die. Delilah knew this, was glad of it. Dr. Zimmer was a danger to not only Harkness, whom he was here for, but a danger to Rivet City, and a danger to the Capital Wasteland. And so she’d gotten permission to take him down. He was a part of the Institute, a slaver, the very way he spoke pissed her off. She really wanted to but the idea of her father’s reaction stopped her. That was until she had permission, that was ok, right? And the Wasteland would be better off. Sure, she’d killed those who attacked first, but the only other time she’d done this was taking care of Mr. Burke. It was a… unique feeling, killing him, a feeling she’d never felt before, her heart beat as crimson covered her, her head spun, oh the thrill. He deserved what was coming, his father would agree, right? It’s not like he needed to know, he was still missing afterall.
Delilah watched from the shadows, waiting for him to be… alone. Or rather as alone as possible, he still had that body guard.. Her heart felt a pang of guilt at the fact she had to kill him too. No way of convincing him, not that she could see. As soon as the world seemed calm, Delilah made her move running forward, he turned to notice her as she struck him in the face. He fell back, nose bloody. Delilah stood a moment, she wasn't expecting him to be taken down so easily, so quickly. Between that and the fear in his eyes… She felt so powerful. Like she owned the world.
“Awe! So now you feel the fear that you caused so many others,” Delilah told him, chuckling. “You tracked them down, made them suffer,” she stepped forward, the world around her felt like a void, the spotlight only on her and the monster she was slaying. Pulling out her gun, she held his head with the tip, his terror fueling her. “Who’s laughing now?”
And then she pulled the trigger, and he bled, he bled a lot. More than she expected. She could feel the pride of it swell in her chest as he gasped once, and then went limp. And then her fun was over. And then, glancing at his frozen bodyguard, she knew what was coming.
She felt no justice killing him. He attacked first, was more of a challenge, but it felt as if… it wasn't justice. But it had to be, he was working with a monster, yeah. And a well-placed shot to the head put an end to that. She could move on and not think about that.
Pride swelled as justice bloomed, Delilah achieved something good, even if not notable next to the other achievements of her work. She brought justice again and again and again. Her pure eyes watched over the wasteland. But at that time, she was looking for her father. And so she went into the wasteland. Into her future.
