Sovereign64: Is there anyone who dislikes the fourth and final part of Gaius's story? That's why I wrote this story as a continuation to the final part. I hope you guys enjoy!

Revenge

Chapter 1: The Vengeance Begins

Herschel hums as he drove his police car through the streets of Elympios. It's been a year since he got Gaius to arrest Kyle and Tanner and extradite them to Elympios. And since then, life has been good for Herschel. He got promoted to Major for being associated with a murder case that almost raise tensions between Rieze Maxia and Elympios. But Gaius managed to calm the two nations down by extraditing the two boys and still winning the concession on the tariffs in return. And since his promotion, he continued to be involved in many police investigations and made headlines on the daily newspapers.

Herschel smirked at the thought of his success. Putting away those two nuisances was absolutely rewarding and he couldn't be anymore happier. Guess good things do happen even when you play as a bad cop.

Right now, Herschel is driving his way to 29 Zuckerburg Street. The woman who lived in the fifth floor of the apartment reported that her brother has gone missing for four days. The police have sent Herschel to work on the case.

When he arrived at the source of the police report, he stops his car and steps out. He looks up at the building and sees that it looks rundown. He narrows his eyes. Why would anyone still live in an apartment like this?

He then walks over to the door and enters the apartment. He then walks all the way up to the fifth floor. When he arrived at the fifth floor, he takes out a piece of paper from his pocket and looks at the address that the police commissioner wrote for him. It says that the woman who made the report lived in room 542. He then puts away the paper back into his pocket. He walks through the hallway until he found a door that has the numbers 542 labeled on it.

He then knocks on the door.

"Hello! Police!" Herschel yelled. Then, he heard sobbing.

"Come in…" A voice from the other side croaked.

Herschel then turns the knob, opens the door and enters the room. Upon entering, he sees a woman sitting on an armchair in the living room. She is sobbing and covering her face with a handkerchief. Herschel looks around the room as he walks over to her. The room is very rundown. The walls have cracks and peels and the sofa next to the woman is wrinkled. He also noticed a cobweb at the corner of the ceiling.

He stood in front of the woman. "Ma'am, I assume you are the one who made a report to the police that your brother has gone missing for three days?"

The woman looks up at the Major with tearstained eyes. Herschel sees that the woman has shoulder-length brown hair, black eyes and wears a black jacket, a white shirt underneath, a black skirt and black shoes. She nods her head to Herschel.

"Hey, don't worry." Herschel said with an assuring smile. "I'll help you find your brother. Just give me a description of how he looks like and when is the last time you saw him."

"Thank you…" The woman whispered before sniffing.

"I'm Herschel by the way." Herschel introduces himself.

"Yes…I read the papers.

Herschel chuckled. "Good to know that you know who I am."

"I know who you are." The woman said. Unbeknownst to Herschel, she secretly places her hand into her pocket."And you know why my brother is missing?"

Herschel arches an eyebrow. "Umm…why?"

Suddenly, without warning, the woman takes out a syringe from her pocket and quickly jabs it into the side of Herschel's left thigh. Herschel widens his eyes and groans in pain as the woman injects whatever was inside the syringe into his body. Herschel suddenly felt paralyzed. He couldn't feel a single muscle inside his body.

The woman then removes the syringe and gets up. She tosses away the syringe and it smashes into pieces as it lands on the floor. She wipes off the tears from the eyes and gave Herschel a cold glare.

"Because you took him from me." The woman replied coldly. Herschel could only stare back at the woman in fear and terror. She then turns around and removes the cushion of the armchair. Herschel watches her taking out an empty sack bag. She turns back to the Major and smirks at him. "And you, my friend, are about to enter a world of hurt."

The woman then places the bag over Herschel's head. Herschel groans in agony as the woman tightens the opening of the bag around his neck, suffocating him. Eventually, he passes out and loses consciousness and the woman gently places him down the floor.

Herschel groggily wakes up, just in time to see the woman tying a belt around his forehead. "Forehead, check." The woman said as she makes sure the grip around Herschel's head is securely tight.

Herschel swifts his eyes downwards and barely sees that his torso is strapped to a wooden chair with another belt. He slightly swifts his eyes up to see his hands and wrists tied to the armrests with two more belts. He also felt his ankles strapped to the front legs of the chair as well.

He watches the woman checking the belt around his left wrist. "Wrists…" She said as she made sure the belt around his left wrist is tight. She then goes over to his right wrist and also made sure the belt around it is also tight. "Check."

"Ankles…" The woman kneels down and also made sure the belts around Herschel's ankles are securely tight. "Check as well."

The woman stands up and Herschel looks back at her in fear and terror. The woman smirks at him in glee. "That's right. Be afraid, Major Herschel. Be afraid, just like what my brother went through." She then takes out a photo from her pocket, unfolds it and shows it to Herschel. Herschel widens his eyes at the photo. It was a photo of Kyle and the woman.

The woman tilts her head to side. "Ah, I see you recognize my brother Kyle." She then puts away the photo, leans towards Herschel and her smile distorts into an ugly scowl. "You put him away in jail forever. You don't know how lonely and depressed I felt when I heard my brother was sent to jail. And I never forgive you for harassing and framing him for murder. My brother was a nicest person who ever live. And you took him away from me for the rest of my life, fucking bastard. And now, you will pay for what you did."

The woman then walks behind the chair. She takes out a remote from her other pocket and presses the top button. Herschel then sees a huge mirror, about 6 feet tall and 5 feet wide lowering from the ceiling. The mirror lowers itself until Herschel and the woman can see their reflections on the mirror.

"This is a special gift for you. Now you can watch yourself die a slow and painful death." The woman said. She walks over to the mirror and takes out her photo of her and Kyle again. She pastes the photo on the mirror, right next to Herschel's reflection. She turns back to the cop. "Now, he can watch you suffer."

She then presses the bottom button on the remote and Herschel sees on the mirror that a bowl-shaped machine is lowering itself from the ceiling and coming down to his head. The machine then gently places itself on top of Herschel's head.

"You like it?" The woman asked smirking. "I engineered it just for you." She then walks over to a camcorder that is placed next to the mirror. She then turns it on. "I hope you enjoy the gifts I have for you. However, I'm the only one who's going to have fun tonight." She starts recording. She glares back at Herschel, who is now moaning in fear. He's still paralyzed by the serum so he still couldn't move his mouth.

The woman then takes out another remote from her pocket, this time, it's a smaller size. She aims at the machine above Herschel. Herschel moans loudly, trying to make some last pleading to the woman to spare his life. The woman however presses the button on the remote and the machine starts up.

It then electrocutes Herschel, sparkling every vein and muscle in his body. Herschel screams loudly in pain and agony. The woman now grins like a ghoul as she watches the display in delight.

Herschel kept screaming again, and again, and again, as the electricity kept sparkling through his every vein and muscle in his body and the pain was tearing through him for the rest of the night.

The next day, the woman steps out of the abandoned warehouse. She smirks at the CD she has in her hand which records every second of Herschel's electrocution. She turns back to the front and as she heads to her car, she said to herself,

"One crook, taken care of. Now, I'm coming after you, Alex Quigley...Thomas Strauss…Nora Strauss…and especially you, Gaius."

END OF CHAPTER