[ CW ] TropeDay Prompt : Team Rocket Wins !

His blood. 
 
 His perfect blood. 
 
 It was all I needed to cure her, the only thing keeping me alive anymore. The only thing besides the countless cybernetics I had applied to myself, replacing and improving lost and damaged body parts taken from me battle after battle. An eye, an arm, my legs, my jaw, almost all but my heart and my spirit now cold and hard metal. Despite the wires running through my brain she was always on my mind, my impetus. I did n't care who was hurt, who died, who was wronged by me in the process. She was all that mattered. I guess my horrifying physique was n't the only thing that would make a person call me a monster. I spent a long time trying to find an answer, a treatment, a cure for my beloved. I was a failure on the brink of suicide. If I could n't have her here, I'd enter the next world with her. But him, he gave me hope, his body was without flaw, superhuman and perfect. She had always admired him and so did I, believe it or not. He was certainly a true hero. 
 
 I figured out he possessed the power to cure her ailment, as I had studied his DNA to confirm it. Unfortunately for him, a few drops of blood was n't enough to save her life. Though comatose and preserved, her time was still limited, and I knew I had to dedicate every waking moment to capturing him in order for her to survive. 
 
 I'd finally done it, after so many failures, so much pain, so much waiting. I admit I did n't even expect my plan to work. I was paralyzed with shock as his body fell from the sky scarring the ground with a crater and the people of the city with a visual they would never forget. The civilians looked on unable to comprehend the death of their guardian, and I picked up his corpse without haste, knowing my job was not yet done. 
 
 `` Finally'' I said. I would have smiled, if my mouth had not been replaced by cybernetics. I strapped him into the machine, ready to syphon precious resources. I would finally be able to see her smile after decades of waiting. 
 
 `` Transmission of fluids complete'' The computer announced, as my wife's chamber unhooked and emptied itself. She stepped out, rightfully flustered and shocked by her location; my lab, filled with dangerous experiments and inventions, quite a frightening place. Finally, her eyes made their way over to me. 
 
 `` A-are you?'' she muttered. I could not tell if it was because she could not recognize me, or if it was because she could not believe what I had become. I explained to her that I had finally found her a cure, so that she could finally live without worry of terminal disease. Her shock turned into joy, and then back to shock as her eyes wandered to the fallen hero she had admired so much before her lapse. 
 
 `` What have you done!?'' Her hysterical yelling, her tears, her anger, it was all expected. What came next was not. 
 
 `` You did n't have to do this! This should have never happened! You monster!'' She yelled. As I reached to comfort her, she pushed me away. A man connected to over one ton of robotics, thrown into a wall. Not only was her life saved, she was now infused with his powers. She looked at her hands in a state of disbelief, then at me, her tears stopped. She flew through the ceiling of my laboratory, silent. Unfortunately for me I'd hidden my lab on the ocean floor of the atlantic. I managed to get out as the water rushed in. There was an explosion. My head is all that remains. 
 
 As I spend my final moments floating aimlessly at sea, I do n't want to be found so that I can be revived. I deserve this death. I want my story to be heard, I want the world to know that I was n't a complete monster. I did a horrible, foolish thing, but it was n't because I was evil. I was just a man in love. *Recording ends* 
 
 [ I'm new to this, I hope I did okay ]
