Destructive Vengeance

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His big brown and blue eyes twinkled in the moonlight, blood which covered his quivering hands slowly dripped onto his long black leather coat the job was done his  eyes which once happy and forgiving turned cold he showed no remorse when he slit the Devils throat.

As they say the night is young even if he put his own life at risk he vowed that one day he would  find him and make him pay. His name on the streets was "The Punisher" people tremble in fear if they ever heard his name they would only  picture what he does to his victims at day he was a family man but at night he was a heartless killer he listened to no one not even his own father....
He wasn’t always like this he was sweet, charming and had his whole life in front of him but that was until that lethal day.

Marcel Pov
I've lost everyone to get where I needed to be to caught up with finding what I needed to feed my hunger and now that's it done I feel the same,the same pain in my heart,the same pain that brings me back to the start I thought I would feel better then this to have his blood on my hands and his death on my conscience but I still feel so empty they never understood why I worked so hard they didn't know the pain I felt no one wants to go through what I did at that age.

I guess it’s time to tell you my story of the day I Marcel Diego changed from being a momma's boy to “The Punisher”

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