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Rache, vengeance, vendetta, venganza, hevn, wraak all words that translate to revenge in English. She knows the word revenge better than anyone.
The action of inflicting hurt or harm on someone for an injury or wrong suffered at their hand.
If someone had asked her what that word meant two years ago she would have said it is a cruel, unnecessary word. Now, she is able to finally comprehend why it exists today. How else is someone supposed to get justice when they are betrayed?
Betrayal, another vicious word she has become all too familiar with. Those who speak of overcoming betrayal have never truly felt its malicious effect. Betrayal is etched in her skin a way that will never truly heal. In scars.
Revenge is etched in her mind in a different way. It fills her every thought and haunts her every movement. It is something she can’t get rid of even if she tried, not that she has.
She has grown to love the darkness. Why live in the light when the darkness is so much more freeing? As she has learned the hard way anyone can live in the light by wearing a suit or putting on a badge and smiling. How foolish people are to think the light reveals everything. It reveals nothing. It hides everything. Every secret, every lie, every hidden agenda is tucked away from the light in the shadow. The darkness. That is where she learned the truth. The light sees your mask. The darkness sees your soul. In the dark only your soul will light the way and only a bright, pure soul can lead one out of the dark.
It feels strange to be back in Metro City, it feels wrong. She’s been gone for so long and she’s changed so much. Metro City has remained the same as if it were frozen in time waiting for her inevitable return.
Metro City, a bustling metropolis founded in the mid-1800s it has grown to be one of the nation’s largest cities. Notable for its heroes and the National Museum for Superheroes. Revered for its businesses, illustrious philanthropic citizens, and tourist attractions. Even the brightest lights cast shadows and Metro City is no exception. It has a shadow.
This city is disgusting a petri dish of crime and misery. A city where darkness manages to find new, deranged, and creative ways to manifest. It’s like a sickness that has slowly grown over the years, corrupting the city in parts. It’s most evident in the Gallows, but it’s all over the place. The bright city lights and fancy clothes can’t hide what lurks here.
She has grown to ponder, over the last two years why she stayed when she could have left. The answer is simple: it’s home. No matter how wretched or dark it got she always found the light, the good worth fighting for. Now, it isn’t that she can’t find the good, it’s simply why bother? There are other heroes if that’s what they want to call themselves.
She was never a hero, she was just kidding herself.
Even from the Gallows she can see it. A hundred and ten story structure of glass and steel with the words Fairwood Industries written on the side. The building serves as a beacon of light in an otherwise dark city. She is all too familiar with the building.
The Gallows, so appropriately named. The Gallows are Metro City’s dark city. A thirty-five block section of the city infamous for its criminal inhabitants. The base of operations for several major gangs. No one with good intentions ventures outside after dark in the Gallows. They’re an abandoned people, thrown to the wolves.
She strolls across the rooftop of a long closed Italian restaurant. She remembers it well. The owners were an Italian couple who would be growing in years now. It was a family run restaurant and they ran it for a good thirty years. They were forced to close the place down after the gang activity got to be too much.
The street light flickers overhead of the already dimly lit street. Fresh puddles of yesterday’s rain water reflect the light upwards. She can see one of these gang members walking alongside the side walk. He has a black hood pulled over his head and continues to glance nervously over his shoulder. She spots a bulge in the back of his jeans with her keenly trained eye. The boy can’t be any older than eighteen and he’s carrying a loaded gun.
This part of the Gallows is the territory of the Blood Dragons and judging by the red dragon tattoo peeking out from under his hood he’s a member. They’re recruiting teenagers. At least the last time she was in the Gallows they stuck to recruiting adults. A new low, as if this rotten city could sink any lower.
For a fleeting moment she considers following him. She could eliminate a group of the Blood Dragons without breaking a sweat.
No, that isn’t what I’m here for.
The Gallows aren’t the worse. The city is corrupt all over. The Gallows just look the part. The criminals in the rest of
the city wear overpriced suits, drive fancy foreign cars, and host cars, and host elaborate dinner parties. Deep down they’re no better than the scum in the Gallows, they just look better and perhaps they’re greedier.
Two years. Two long years spent away from Metro City, she’s returned. There’s nothing different excluding the fact it’s gotten worse. Her old instincts threaten to kick in, but she beats them down. The old her would care about these people, would want to fight tooth and nail for them, but that’s just the thing that was the old her.
Now only one thing is keeping her alive: revenge. They need to pay for what they’ve done to her. The people she trusted with her life, the ones she once called family have betrayed her. It’s time for them to pay.
As far as the world is concerned Seraphim Rogers could be in China for all they know. Two years ago she resigned from the DA’s office, packed up her apartment, and left.
Hardly an unheard thing, quite the opposite in fact lots of people pick up and leave Metro City, no goodbyes, no reasons, just gone. There are a few reasons why: criminals are after them, that usually happens to compulsive gamblers who are in far too deep. Others, the city has taken something from them, usually a family member or close friend. Most commonly, they’re wanted by the police.
Seraphim didn’t leave for any of those reasons. She left for a far darker reason. She was betrayed. It wasn’t from an outside person or an informant. It was from the people closest to her, her team, her friends, her family. They tried to kill her in fact they believe her dead, how wrong they are. Seraphim isn’t one to roll over and die. Alan didn’t train her that way. He trained her to stand up and fight. He doesn’t approve of what she intends to do, but that doesn’t matter.
Seraphim wants vengeance. Vengeance is retribution for a wrong act. That’s what she needs. They’re going to suffer like they made her suffer. They’re going to die like she died.
Seraphim is the Valkyrie.
Metro City will run red with the Valkyrie’s revenge.
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