“The Red Death I presume? I’m sure you know who I am and that I’m a very, very, wealthy man. So... just name yourpri”


    *BANG*


    “AAAAAGGGHHH! Fuck! You shot meyoucrazy bitch! AAAAAHHHHHH!”


    Ah! Revenge is so sweet! I wish that I had more time to watch this scumbag suffer. Oh well... I’ll just move up the time table.


    *BANG*


    “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! I’ll fucking kill you! Don’t you know who am!?! I’mDruisMarquis! I’m the most powerful man there is!”


    My captive certainly has an inflated sense of self-worth... Let''s give him a reality check!


    *BANG*


    “AAGGHHH!”


    *BANG*


    “HHHMMMM!”


    Oh? Did he bite his tongue? Not that it matters, he’ll be dead soon anyway. I close the small distance between us and pulled the blindfold from my captive''s eyes. He weakly raised his head and looked up at me with a gaze full of contempt. I really hate that.


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    I slapped him hard across the face,felt pretty good. Now then, let’s get to business.


    “Now that you got a good look at me, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” The scumbag flinches as I shout his own words back at him and then looks up at me in confusion, he remained silent and I scowl.


    “No?Here’s a hint.”


    I cut the sleeve from my left shoulderto display the brand on my skin, the scumbag watched in feigned disinterest until he caught a glimpse of the letters (BL) scarred into my flesh. I got quite the reaction from that, his eyes bugged at the revelation and he stammered out in denial.


    “Blo-Blo-Blood Legion!?! No! That’s Impossible! I killed them ALL! There’s nowa-”


    *SLAP*-I slapped him again, it was my turn to talk.


    “I amAlyssLyraRenegat, daughter of Commander HadrianRenegat, sister of the Meck ace MarcusRenegatand the last living member of the Blood Legion mercenaries. I have worked for this moment for the last fifteen years, the moment where I avenge MY FAMILY!”


    *BANG*


    Gut shot, he screamed again


    *BANG*


    Left Lung, scream turns to gasps and coughs, wet with blood


    *BANG*


    Right Lung, gasps turn to wheezing as I watch and wait as his lungs collapse.


    I sigh in relief at the sight; the figurative weighthas finally been lifted off my shoulders. I had spent nearly half my life hunting for this bastard across several worlds, I sacrificed everything for revenge and now... I can finally rest.


    I survey the concreate box of a room for the last time before I leave the object of my hatred behind to bleed and suffocate alone.


    Exhaustion and blood losshasrendered me unsteady on my feet, with difficulty I stagger my wayacrossthe dusty subterranean safehouse to flop limply onto a makeshift bed of pillows, ignoring my wounds.


    At long last, it’s done.


    The constant fighting, the fear, the rage.


    Finally, I can rest.


    I relax for what felt like the first time in years and let the sweet nothingness of sleep take me deep.