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Chapter 4- Grey's Funeral Home and Gnucci Estate
Grey's Funeral Home, New York, Earth-199999
Frank stood near Bobby's casket. He had snuck into the place to finish what he had started. The whole Gnucci clan was gathering for Bobby's funeral. So this was as good a place as any to hit them. With any luck, he'd get everyone from Ma on down.
As he opened the casket, he heard one of the men outside saying, "That's her car pulling up now. Tell the boys that Ma's here."
"Should we bring in Bobby's casket now?" the other asked.
"Show some respect", the first one said, "Wait till the old lady's seated."
Frank lifted Bobby's body from the casket and muttered, "It's a shame I could only kill you once, Bobby."
He then carried it over to a nearby dustbin and dumped it there, "The rats can have a little funeral of their own."
He then lay inside the casket and shut it. He then lay still, eyes wide open, senses alert to everything around him.
He was like that for a few minutes.
"They're ready", he heard one of the men say, "Bring in the body."
"And listen, assholes", another one said, "Try not to drop it this time."
"Shit, no", a third one said in a scared tone, "Ma'd have our balls for that."
Frank then felt the casket being lifted into the air.
"Shit, this thing is heavy", one of the carriers said, "They shipping coke in Bobby's casket too?"
"Hey, waste not, want not", another said, "Ma's not exactly the sentimental type, ya know?"
"Shut up, assholes!" a third one spoke up, "Show some respect."
As Frank felt the casket being lowered, he heard an old lady speaking in a voice that was a mixture of grief, anger and authority, "I want to see my boy! Open it up!"
Ma!
"No, Ma, you can't", one of the men said in a sympathetic tone, "He's all tore up."
"That bastard!" she roared as her temper flared, "I'll kill him! I'll rip him apart with my bare hands!"
"Calm down, Ma", another man said, "We're all emotional here."
"I'll show you emotional, you little shit!" she threatened him in a not-so-subtle way, "I'll rip your balls off and feed them to the dogs!"
"Tony, Vinnie, get over here", an important sounding man said.
Frank then heard some hurried footsteps.
"Ma's overcome by grief", he said to the two, "Escort her back to the mansion."
"Punisher! That bastard!" she said in an uncontrollable rage, "I'll kill him! I swear it!"
"Come on, Ma", someone who Frank assumed was either Tony or Vinnie said to her in an attempt to calm her down, "We'll go to the mansion, torture those 2 guys in the basement and then you'll feel better."
And then he heard the two leading her away.
The ceremony begun and the people stood up to pay their respects. That was the moment Frank chose.
He kicked the casket open and standing up to his full height, brandished an assault rifle and before the startled attendees could even process what was going on, he started firing indiscriminately.
All of them fell down as their bodies were riddled by bullets and their blood sprayed everywhere. There was no escape now. They were all together exactly where he had wanted him.
The massacre only lasted for a few seconds. There was even a little screaming. But no one survived. All of them were on the ground, their blood mixed into each other.
That's when the door opened and Eddie Gnucci walked in with two men.
Looking at Frank with hatred, he said, "I'm gonna rip you into pieces, asshole!"
As his men took out their guns, Frank brandished his pistol and shot them both dead. Eddie fired but Frank rolled away and avoided the shots before firing back with his assault rifle.
Eddie's bullet-proof vest absorbed the shots but he was still damaged a little. As he raised his gun again, Frank suddenly threw his knife. It hit Eddie in the shoulder, making him grab it in pain as he dropped his gun.
Frank shot him in the leg and he tripped. Frank then lifted him up by the collar and said coldly, "Give my regards to Bobby."
He then dragged him to the casket and put him inside before closing it and sealing it shut.
His job done, he went off. But there was one more thing left to do.
Later, Gnucci Estate, New York, Earth-199999
Frank snuck near the place and hid in a corner. This time, he had a whole arsenal with him. Crouching on the ground, he planted a claymore near the place.
As a thug arrived, Frank grabbed him from behind. As the two struggled, the thug ended up dropping his gun and Frank stabbed him in the gut with his knife.
Sneaking around the property, he grabbed another thug and muffled his screams before slicing his throat. He then planted another claymore.
He then looked up to see two thugs walking in his direction. He got up and before they could react, he threw his knives. They hit the thugs in the throats, killing them both. He then planted two more claymores
Sneaking around a little more, Frank called out to a thug, "Hey!"
As the thug turned to him, Frank pointed a ballistic knife at him and pressed the trigger. The blade flew up to the man and hit his throat, killing him. After that, he planted two more claymores.
Frank then ran from there, carrying his assault rifle and launcher as a thug tried to fire at him from a watchtower. Frank dropped the launcher and returned fire, killing the man who fell down from the watchtower.
Two more thugs ran out but Frank shot them down before they could react. As more of them ran after him, Frank fired back and ran off before taking out a detonator and pressing it.
That moment, all the claymores exploded, destroying the Gnucci Estate. Everyone inside was vaporized in the blast, including Ma and Bushwacker.
Some of the thugs pursuing him were also killed in the blast. Frank picked up the launcher and continued running around.
Frank then snuck near the gates and shot down the two thugs who had gone there to prevent him from escaping.
He then saw some thugs rushing him in a car. Before they could even fire, he fired his launcher. The rocket destroyed the car, killing all the thugs.
He then threw it away and picking up his assault rifle, he continued running from some thugs who were running after him.
Taking cover behind a crate, Frank fired at some more thugs, killing them while his vest protected him from any damage.
Getting up, he threw a grenade. It exploded, killing some more thugs. Before the others could recover, he fired his rifle again and some more were killed.
Rolling away, he hid behind a crate and threw two more grenades which took out even more men on exploding.
He then ran out from there and fired more, killing more thugs. One of the thugs threw a grenade at him. Frank jumped away just as it exploded, barely avoiding the blast. But then he felt a sharp pain in his leg and realized that a piece of shrapnel had hit his leg.
The thugs were a little far though and there was a shed nearby. So he limped towards it and went inside, shutting the door.
The thug arrived outside and started firing at the place, riddling it with bullet holes. After stopping the rampage, one of them went to check.
He opened the door and as soon as he entered, he was stabbed by a machete from above. As he died, Frank jumped down. Before the thugs could react, Frank threw two saw blades. One of them was hit on the head and another on the throat. They both died.
As some more thugs neared the place, Frank yanked out his machete from the dead man and picked up an axe. Walking out of the shed, he axed a thug between his legs. As another tried to fire at him from a close range, Frank grabbed his hand and cut it off with the machete. The man screamed in pain and Frank sliced his throat.
Picking up a M60E3, Frank fired it at more thugs who arrived. Finally, all but one were dead. Walking towards him, Frank grabbed him by the collar and roared, "Where do you get your drug money from?"
Almost wetting his pants, the thug replied in a stuttering voice, "We get that from Russian mercenaries on New York City's waterfront."
With a snarl, Frank stabbed him in the throat with a knife and yanked out the knife. The man coughed out some blood and died on the spot.
Frank walked away, finally having destroyed the Gnucci mafia. Now, their suppliers were next.
So that's done. The fight at the Gnucci Residence was taken from Commando (1985). But I increased the number of claymores to make it look a little more realistic. Though it still wasn't. The two guys in their basement were also drug dealers on a smaller scale so no need to feel bad for them.
Slade will show up in the next chapter.
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