Texty: Final Verdict. Reaching For Something Better. The Failure Of Vengeance.

Guns strapped,bullets loaded.
I'm coming for you.I've been waiting for this,
for a long time.
This night, dark and moonless,will be your last.
Are you ready? It's time to die.
I hopped the fence and went through the back door. It was unlocked like you said it would be. There you were, lying dead in a pool of your own blood, red seeping into the white kitchen tile. He stood over you, staring at you like you were a ghost...a ghost I knew. It was the smoothest motion I'd ever made, picking that gun up, picking it up and firing right between the eyes, just like you'd taught me. Only I missed. I missed and he turned and he stared and he grinned. He said "Are you ready for this, kid?" I shook my head, no one was ready for this. But he just smiled the coldest smile I'd ever seen, and his finger tightened on the trigger.
And I knew I was dead.
So here I lay dying, next to you.
All for nothing