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The New York City Police Chief walked up to the microphone stand and tapped it, making sure the microphones worked. This was perhaps the most important moment in his life. New York was about to be delivered one of the most shocking messages it had ever heard.

“Ladies and Gentlemen of the Press.” Draxx took another deep breath to steady himself. “At exactly fifteen hundred hours yesterday, an incident occurred off of mural Street. As you all know, it is my job to keep the citizens of New York City seguro no matter the cost against enemies foreign or domestic.”

This January

Red Revenge leapt along the rooftops, jumping on topo, início of the taxi and grabbing the driver por the collar. “Pull over.” The man obliged.

“This incident was aired nationally, but there are conflicting reports. I am here to make several announcements to help…clear this up.”

“Revenge isn’t himself.” Draxx’s own voice echoed in his head. “He’s mais violent, mais apt to kill, not so much a hero and mais of a villain.”

“You have to turn her over! She murdered someone in cold blood! Cruelly!”

“He deserved it Draxx! If you want her, you have to go through me!” The Black Hero yelled in response.

“I may bloody well do that!”

Power Corrupts

Revenge grinned. “Do you know who I am? I can do whatever I want to and get away with it.”

The man shivered in fear as Revenge cocked a pistol to his head.

“What do you want?”

“Your heart, in my hand.”

Power Seduces

Sam grinned, hefting the red-haired girl out of her wheelchair and placing her on his lap, beijar her, wrapping a hand in her fiery locks.

The other girl, the brunette, she definitely had a thing for him. Sam could take advantage of that want. He wanted to take advantage of that. He was going to take advantage of it. He grinned wickedly.

If Weaved Correctly

Revenge knew he shouldn’t be doing this. He just shouldn’t. But that didn’t mean he didn’t want to. Didn’t mean he wasn’t going to.[\i]

“A unanimous decision por the state of New York City—“

It Can Make Even the Greatest Among us Fall

“That Red Revenge is now an enemy of the state. I am issuing a warrant for his arrest. One Million Dollars to the first person to hand him in: dead or alive.”

Next Year

[i]Revenge grabbed the red-haired girl in the grey outfit, jerking her off of the building’s rooftop as it exploded.

Revenge threw daggers into the car and slid beneath it, past it as it exploded, the occupants screaming in pain.

Revenge and the girl in the grey haired suit swung along the city as if it were theirs, because it was theirs. The two of them. All theirs and no one elses.

The Story that Changes Everything

A storm circulated.

The bullets flew.

Sirens wailed.

New York was in pain.

Starts Now.

“Targeting systems lock on.” Revenge whispered almost inaudibly. A dagger slid into his hand and his systems began frantically locking on to the specified target.

“Choose Revenge!” the brunette yelled. “Choose! Me or her! Current or Past!”

azevinho, holly couldn’t put up a fight, and Revenge felt sorry for her. He pulled up and threw, knowing exactly what he wanted to do, but not what was going to happen.

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