Zel was dancing on cloud nine. He was whistling and skipping down the hall to his and Lina's room, a takeout bag swinging from one hand.
A dark tingling trickled down his spine as he got to the door but he pushed the feeling aside. He swung open the door and was about to call out Lina's name when the purple haired villan smirked and fired.
Zel went down like a rock. Stunned and hurt his last thought was of the red haired vixen before, oblivion.
"Night night Zelly-kins." Xellos snickered.