rutledge

Today is the first day in a long time my head does not hurt. I'm not dizzy and I can walk without a lean. My concussion is healed, but my knees are still scabbed and my wrists are still cut up.

What I am is angry. No... not just angry... I'm full of wrath and my mind reels with terminal hate.

If vengeance is divine then I'm Uriel and my sword is on fire.

I'm not going to get even with a gun or my fists. Such things are not satisfying enough. They never last in terms of vengeance... they are too easy and unfulfilling. What I am doing hurts more. I am going to destroy the thing he loves the most... his badge.

...and I know just the thing...