Kill subject: Frank Castle/The Punisher
"How long has been? a week? two, three?" , ask myself as I wake up. I brush off some of the dirty, stinky straw thats stick to me. As always the iron bars of my cage greet me, I dont have a bed, have to sleep on the straw covered floor, no sheet either, my captors dont want that I try to hang myself.
My captors treat me worse than an animal, dont have a plate, glass or anything to eat or drink, only when they bring me the food, if I could call that food, they wait until Im done and then take the plate and glass. When was the last time that I had a good dinner?, my birthday, yes, that was the day when they took me.
My fourteen birthday, dad wasnt there as usual, mom was, but it was like if she wasnt there, she was drunk as usual, chatting with her friends, as drunk as she was. Four more years, thats all I needed, four more years of this shit and I could be free, free to do whatever I want, free from them.
Then it happened, screams, howls, shots, an assault team stormed the place. Burly men, all clad in black, masks, gloves and guns, so many guns. They disposed of my mom bodyguards, one of them grabbed her from the hair and asked her where was dad.
"He isnt here!" she cried as her tears made her make up run, the tears turned black leaving streaks on her cheeks. The man didnt believed her at first so he punched her with his gun a few times, her nose and lips broke as he punched her merciless. Her face was turned in a sobbing mass of blacks and red.
"Tell him that he owes us, we are taking his brat, if he want to see him again he must contact us in less than 24 hours, if he didnt, then we will begin to cut the brat in very little pieces that will be sent to you every fucking month!" he punched her one last time while I was dragged away.
My head was covered with a black hood, my hands and ankles locked with these plastic things that I used to tie my tv and computer cables. I dont even know if it was a car or a truck. They keep me down, his feets pushing me against the floor, what most scared me was that they were talking, so calm, like if nothing had happened, as if it was just another day, as if they havent murdered 6 or more men.
I was carried and moved from one car to another, I begged to be released, I assured them that I would give them any money they wanted. They just laughed at me.
At last they throw me here, this cell, other kids were here, some of my own age, others youngers yet. I tried to speak to them but nobody understood me. I understood some words, if I had put more attention at the school I could have spoke to them. Too late to regret not having been good at school.
One by one the kids where taken, most of them cried as the masked men dragged them out. Now Im the only one here. Early one of the guards come close to the cell. He was smiling under the dirty black mask, he showed me a long knife, he scraped it against the cell bars and then pointed it to me. "Hoy, hoy comenzamos" ("Today, today we begin") I didnt understood what he said but the way he spoke was enough to freeze my blood.
I went to sleep to try to forget his words. I wished I could die in my sleep. I prayed, I begged, I cursed but nothing happened and now Im awake again.
I grow more restless as the dinning time approach. The guard that threatened me will come?. I pray that he didnt come, "please, make them forget to feed me..." I pray silent as the sun goes and all around me turns dark.
My prayers have been heard, nobody comes to feed me, hours have passed and nobody comes. I close my eyes trying to sleep and that my wish to die will be granted too.
I wake up startled, a loud thunder?, a lightning?, "Whats that?" I asks still drowsy, then another thunder, no, its not a thunder, a explosion, then shoots, a whole barrage of gunfire, curses, cries for help, men running.
"They come for me?" I ask while I grip the cold bars. The whole place trembles with each explosion. Then it ends. No more cries, curses or shots. All the place turns silent. I swallow fearing what comes next. The door opens and a huge figure come in pointing his gun from left to right. I cant see his face, all I can see its a huge, ghostly skull in his chest.
"Are you ok?" he asks me, a voice like two stones grinding against each other.
"I... who you are?" Im so scared that cant even understand what he asked me.
"It didnt matter, I come to rescue you, stand back, stand back!" he barks at me, startling me even more, still I walk away from the cells door.
He kneels and put something that looks like putty and a long piece of cord to the cell lock.
"Cover your eyes!" he warns me just before a blinding light fill the darkness. I cough as my ears buzz painfully, the air stinks to smoke.
"Come, we must leave now, reinforcements are on the way, I set up some traps but wont be enough to stop them..." his huge hand takes my arm and pull me. I trip, slipping from his grip and falling to the ground, Im still dazed by the light and the sound.
"Come on, I dont have time for this shit..." he kneels to lift me up offering me his hand.
I turn around to take his arm, he didnt notice that I wasnt fumbling on the dirty straw floor.
No, I was looking for something. Something that was here since the first day.
I grab his hand, "easy, I got you..."
"No, I got you..." I say coldly as I press it against his chest.
"What? what are you...?" , too late he notice whats going on, I have heard of his legendary reflexes so I pull the trigger twice before he even finish.
The giant man fall backward.
"Hurts, isnt?, armor piercing rounds, I know you are used to being shot, but two of these? at such close range?, only if you were one of these mutie freaks, now you must be wondering why I did these? I went mad? brainwash?, none of these, I did this for my dad... remember the Manhattan hit, last year?"
"Manhattan?, last year?" the giant coughs more blood as he speaks "F...Fisk?"
"Yes, Wilson Fisk also know as The Kingpin, Im Jason, his bastard son, not because he didnt loved or wanted me, no, he didnt recognize me to keep me safe from his enemies, but your attack left him very wounded, he went to me, together we planned all this, the kidnapping, the oh so sad plead of my mom, I know you are quite good researching who you aid, but without your friend Micro?, It was easy to hide who I was, now my mission its over, dad will recognize me as his heir, we will be a family again, thank you very much..."
"F... fuck you... The Kingpin never will..."
I fire two more rounds, this time to the head before he finish what he was about to said, but still he twitchs trying to reach his sidegun, just to be sure I empty the magazine over him. I drop the gun as I walk out, the fresh, cool air welcome me, luckly its night, I would have stand the sunlight after these weeks in the dark.
All that left its wait for the reinforcements. We will be together, a family.
Dad must have told them who Im. What was Castle saying?, nonsense.
I know dad must have told them.
He must.