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Epilogue

It had been two days since the Horsemanhad left. The city was mostly cleaned up and things were beginning to return to normal. The only crime of any significance had been a series of fights involving the German Mercenaries when they had called the American beer at the bars "weak".

Raven was staring out the window at the city when Robin walked up to her.

"I know when something is bothering you. You haven't been the same since he left, what is it?" he asked.

For a minute she said nothing. Then she spoke quietly.

"Kevin draws his powers from my father, and he who giveth can taketh away. Kvin is no longer serving him, so why has Trigon not taken his powers away? The only answer I can come up with is that Trigon still has a use for Kevin yet, and Kevin is unaware of it."

"What do you think it is?"

She paused again.

"I dare not think about it."

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He shivered slightly as the wind blew over the rolling hills and into the forest where he was camped. Night had descended and with it came the cold. Jozef worked a little faster to get the fire started. He had done it enough times to be able to do it in a rainstorm if necessary. After a second smoke began to rise followed by a satisfying crackling noise as the flame grew larger.

He leaning back against a tree and pulled out the small sack stuffed in his coat. He counted the money that he had obtained that day. He paused as he saw some American dollars. He smiled a little. Not as good as the Euros he had stolen last week, but better than the native currency.

He put the money down and reached into another pocket. He pulled out twelve bullets and counted each one out. Counting the ones he kept in his gun that left him with eighteen in all. It would be enough to last him a little while longer, but soon he would have to restock. Problem was that unlike America, guns and ammo were few and far between here. Organized crime syndicates and corrupt army officers were the only places to get firearms from.

He sighed and put them away. He would worry about that tomorrow. He was rubbing his hands together in front of the fire, enjoying the warmth when he heard the snapping of twigs behind him. He spun around, his eyes scanned the dark woods around him, but saw nothing. Probably just a wolf, he thought. The fire would keep those away, he had nothing to worry about.

He turned back around to the fire, enjoying the warmth sweeping over his body. It was then that he began to feel an unusually warm feeling on the back of his neck, which shouldn't have happened since it was facing away from the fire. He also was puzzled by the pungent smell of rotten eggs. No, not rotten eggs, he thought getting another whiff of it.

Sulfur

He slowly turned his head around only to end up nose to nose with a black horse. Its hot breath flowed over his face. When he looked to see its eyes, he almost gasped as he saw no eyes, only glowing red orbs where they should be. His gazed traveled up slowly to see a rider mounted on its back. Like the horse, he was also covered in black. Despite the light given off by the fire, he could barley make out any features of this stranger.

He mustered up all the courage he could find not to stutter.

It didn't work.

"Wh-, what do you want." he murmured.

The voice that replied made his blood freeze.

"Justice, and Vengeance"

The End

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If this were a movie, right now the Rolling Stone's "Can't Get No Satisfaction" would be playing during the credits.

There, the end. This storyline is an idea that has been bouncing around in my head for a while, so I finally decided to write it down.

Now I know what you all are thinking, sequel?

My answer, maybe. At the moment I have no plans to have this character return at any time. However, if people show enough interest, I may reconsider.

So, if you enjoyed the story and its main character, write a review saying so. Otherwise, just do nothing. If I get a lot of reviews requesting a sequel, then perhaps down the road I will make one.

So until then, stay frosty.

-Duke402