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May death do is part

I grab my nearest gun from the kitchen side and head out.
I have one friend in this world. He is like a brother I never had. Family I never had.
Something I never had to lean on when shit got hard.

I lead to kill. I assassinate to bring justice for myself. People who try to kill me. I take out the slow ones, to the max speed.

Colby helps me though-out these adventures and finish combat by blood.

I defeat by skills I was taught. I seek revenge when the wrong doings are now in my hands, I finish it off by death itself. It's knocking on my door but instead of ignoring it, I face it, I fight it.

I remember Colby as my sidekick, a lover, and a best friend I used to see as family but as a husband to whom I cherished.

I fight for revenge.

I accidentally came back to something I hadn't thought about in years. Colby wasn't fond of my combat. So I left. By giving an impossible task.
The amount of bodies I burned that day gave me my freedom. A life I counted as living.
When he was taken away from me. I was received a dog by him. The last thing I had to feel connected to his soul. The last present I received was taken away from me so soon. I sought revenge when it was gone.

My car has been taken and my husbands car has been smashed in.

My gun unused for many years resurfaced. I used it to seek revenge for the unforgiving.

Something they couldn't return. A life for a life.
My life wasn't taken, but the soul of my husbands was. So I take theirs. A sacrifice.

I shot the killer of my dog.

It's not just a dog. It was a gift.
That was stolen. That was taken away. The memory of Colby was within the puppy I received. And they took that from me.
They had taken that away from me.

I seek revenge for what they did to me.

And must I die to kill the ones who betrayed me, who killed any sanity or dignity I had left.

May I call it revenge.

May death do us part my dear.