Revenge (HWK1)

“If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?” -William Shakespeare

Revenge. Something quite illusive, the way I see it. It’s something that comes many a time in one’s life, but incidentally, it is not like the revenge that you may see. Revenge, is akin to luck. Something Fortuna might have blessed us with. Who knows? You might have experienced revenge many times in your life. But has you truly had everything fall into place so perfectly? To have true revenge? I doubt you have. It is something that comes around once in a lifetime, and even then, you’ll probably miss it. Let me tell you my tale, and my encounter with this illusive quality.

I once a daughter, you know. Sadly, she isn’t around anymore. She was taken from me. Murdered in cold blood, if you are so inclined to know. A man by the name of Corman did this heinous act. A typical run of the mill thug. He gave her a “Columbian Necktie”. Horrible, utterly sick to see what people like him could do out of rage. But he’s dead now. I killed him. Funny enough, in the same why he took my daughter from me, even with the same weapon no less.

The grieving was painful, but somehow I managed to pull myself through. And after I was done with my initial “down” period, I turned my attention to the more concerning matter. I feel obligated to make sure that this demented monster never took another person like he did my daughter. And so I waited, and waited, and waited. Time didn’t matter to me, I just wanted to make sure this man was not left alive. With that goal in my mind, I did just as I promised myself I would, and I managed to get a hold on him.

Turns out the poor sod was a Columbian Mobster operating in Miami. Fortunately enough, my work allowed me to travel internationally, so I took the opportunity and boarded the first flight there. I never really thought I would be caught in such a business as what I carried out, but I guess a lot of things can change in the swing of a knife.

I knew I was going to need help I were to track this guy down, but I had no contacts inside Miami, nor could I turn to outside help. I had to get things done the old fashion way. I ended up executing mobsters that Corman was linked to. A couple of thugs at a Mechanics was the first hit I made. I do believe I can speak for myself when I say, I really left that place looking like a war zone.  Fortunately enough, I did managed to get him to turn his head onto what happened, but not enough to make him come looking for me.

So then I went to hit up a motel that the mobsters owned. If you were to go there and see what happened when I entered, you’d be shocked that I didn’t have any Military Grade crap to help me. Torched cars, dead mobsters littered everywhere, rooms shot up, A gas station blown to smithereens…It was utter hell. So after shifting through attack after attack, job after job, I finally caught Corman’s attention enough to make him come looking for me personally.

It was game time, do or die, fight or flight. And goddamn did I run with the former. So, I end up getting a call from this Corman guy, and he tells me to make my way to this massive building just bought out my his gang. And thats what I did. To be frank, I have no idea how in the hell I survived 4 floors of armed men and dogs, but I just did. So when I reached the top, I find this Corman guy. This confrontation wasn’t anything you’d see in movies. No monologues about evil plans, or “World-Of-Cardboard” speeches, just pure silence and the loading of a gun.

Didn’t even flinch as I pointed my 40.Call S&W at him, just stood there, staring me down. And so I shot him. Several times. Poor guy fell of the roof, ended up shattering almost every bone in below his waste. And that was it. I stood there, I don’t know how long. Just standing. Once I finally broke out of my daze, I have no idea what I did, or where I went. Everything just seemed like a blur. I somehow ended up on a plane back home, In one piece. Safe n’ sound. That’s all there is to say about that. Although, there is but one more thing I could say.

Have you ever had an experience with this illusive quality known as “Revenge”?