Hair combed. Teeth brushed. Clothes neatly on. Billy Russoti went through everything he needed to do before his meeting with the Saints in his head. The rabbit straitened his tie before leaving his car. He walked into the nightclub to see the Saints waiting for him. he sat down at their table. "Sorry I'm late,fellas. It's a long way to Hell's Kitchen where i live" he said in his cocky jersey accent

"no need to apologize for that Mr. Russoti. What you should apologize for is fucking up our last trade"

"hey now, I couldn't have predicted some whack-job vigilante guning down a shit-load of my men. The head of my mammal trafficing branch, Finn Cooley, yeah he's dead. And my drug superviser, Mickey Duka, he's in a padded cell because of that asshole. no one's more pissed off about this than me"

"well, my son didn't get his fix. you see my son over there?" Howard Saint gestured across the room for Russoti to see his family standing. "he gets very cranky when he doesn't get his drugs and his child. So, if you want to stay. in buisness, get my son his things you see all of the men in this club? they are all my men, so don't anger me"

"what does he even do with the children anyway? Im just curious."

"he doesn't say. we do hear screeming, so its not fun for the kid"

Saint pulled two cigars out of his pocket, puting one in his mouth and offering it to Russoti. "no thanks, but I will take a scotch"

WAR JOURNAL ENTRY

JULIA HOOKED ME UP WITH A SNIPER RIFLE. I'LL TAKE OUT THE CHILD KILLING ASSHOLE IN THE MIDDLE. ROBERT SAINT I BELIVE

Frank Castle fired a a round across Robert's neck. this less shot him and more sloppily slit his throat. He coughed and sputtered as he spent the last seconds of his life choking on his own blood. The chaos begun, but whent unheard to Judy Hopps, whos was having trouble hearing.

"why can't I hear anything" Judy asked as she fiddled with her headset.

"I can't help you with that" Julia said, her lie going undetected.

BULLEETS SPRAY. NOT AT ME. THE HIRED GUNS ARE SHOOTING AT THE CEILING RANDOMLY.

Frank grabbed his shotgun.

TIME TO MAKE MY PRESENCE TRULY KNOWN

Castle dropped from his hiding place and shot a henchman in the back of the head. He wasted no time firing another round into the chest of another. They began to fire at him, but he rushed behind the bar and pulled out a two grenades. he threw the first, which was a frag grenade, behind him as hard as he could. it landed right at a tiger's feet, as he looked at it in horror. It detinated, blowing chunks of him went everywere. The tiger's head landed at Russoti's feet. "What the fuck!?" Russoti said staring at the head.

The second grenade was a smoke grenade, which he rolled over the bar table and onto the floor below.

SMOKE GRENADE. IT SHOULD OBSTRUCT THE ENEMY'S LINE OF SIGHT ON ME. I STAND UP WITH THE TWO UZIS. I PULL THE TRIGGER ONCE. ONE DEAD. ANOTHER TIME. TWO MORE. I HOLD DOWN THE TRIGGERS ON BOTH AND MOVE THEM BACK AND FORTH TO SPRAY THE BULLETS. COUNTLESS DEAD. ALL OF THE THUGS ARE EITHER DEAD OR DYING. I TAKE A LITTLE TIME TO SCRALL A MESSAGE IN BLOOD ON THE WALLS

Frank looked over at the Saints. Ms. Saint was holding her now dead son. Castle raised his Uzi and sprayed them with bullets. Howard Saint pulled out a revolver and pointed it at The Punisher. Frank leaped over the bar and pulled his shotgun. he fired a couple of rounds into Saint wile he walked towards Rusoti. "Billy Russoti" He growled.

The vain mob boss looked around at the carnage Castle had made, then turned back to the otter himself, who was approahing him with a knife. Russoti began to run, but tripped on the tiger's head. "Don't kill me, please!" he pleaded with the vigilante.

"I don't plan on killing you. I'm going to take away the thing you value most" Franks said as he grabbed Russoti by the shirt, before taking the knige to his face.

"I'm still not getting anything" Judy said, fiddling with her recever.

"Woah, I just got something, here, take a listen" Julia said, handing Judy the headphones.

Judy Listened to the sound for a second, and saw that as her que. she pulled her gun out, tuned off the safety, and loaded a round in the chamber. "I'm going in" she said before leaving the van.

She kicked the door open and pointed a gun at The Punisher, who was holding a bloodied knife. Russoti was on the floor, screaming obsenities at Castle. "Frank Castle, you're under arrest" she annonced clearly.

"Laverne, good you're here. I've been wanting to speak to you"

Judy stood her ground. "you have the right to remain silent"

"I'm not going to. You think I'm going to deny doing any of this? I'm not going to. Don't waste your breath. I also have the right to an attorny, I'll still talk to you"

Castle observed as she thumbed back the hammer on her pistol. "Good,now put you hands behind your back" she commanded.

"you're bluffing"

"what!?" Said Judy, wondering how je was able to foil her ruse so easily.

"you won't shoot me. Although your expression is one of seriousness, your eyes betray you. They're soft. Even on the off-chance you do pull the trigger, your form is sloppy, which will greatly hinder your allready less than perfect. You have about a twenty percent chance of hitting me, five percent of hitting me in a place that will incapacitate me"

Before anyone else could say anything, a gunman shot Castle from behind with a sawn-off double barrel. It ripped through his jacket, even penitrating his bulletproof vest. He shot the gunman with his colt python. He muttered profanities as he peeled back his jacket to survey the damage. blood was oozing from the whole in his vest. "well now I need to go and get patched up see you around, Laverne" he said as he left.

Judy ran after him, but he got to the window and jumped out. Just then, the entire ZPD burst through the door. they all stopped dead in their tracks when they saw everything. "Officer Hopps" Cheif Bogo said "you were right"

ZNN NEWS FLASH

This just in, a vigilante named Frank Castle, also known as The Punisher, is now at large. he's been using an abstract skull as a symbol, leaving it behind at several of the crimes he's commited. At the last one, he left the phrase "Si Vis Pacem Para Bellum" written in blood. Sources say it translates to "if you want peace, prepare for war.

Also, A rabbit named Billy Russoti has been hospitalized with major cuts to the face. doctors say he will be permenantly disfigured for the rest of his life.

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