Despite the fact that this community seems slightly dead, I thought I might join and bask in the glory that is Ultimate Evil love anyway.
And to advertise the fact that I've written a fic. AREN'T I SPECIAL :D :D :D
Vanity, a possible
and extremely short mental soundtrack of Chase just before he turned into the psychotic love we all know and adore. Its summary:
He didn't regret accepting the red demon's offer. Not once.
Personally, I think he'd want to kill me for writing this. I kind of make him out to be an indecisive wuss.