Songs by Story - Dear Ana by Eclipses for Eyes

“I've discovered that all monsters are human,
and they'll devour anything that smells weak.”
-Dear Ana(Eclipses for Eyes)

“Stop it…” A single tear fell on Shelly Kane’s cheek. She was curled on a fetal position as Ana Burkely towered over her with a vicious smile on her face.
“Why? Because you’re in pain?” She lowered herself to whisper on the girl’s ear. “Where’s the fun in that?”
Ana takes out a bottle of water out of her locker and throws it at the poor girl.
“Take a shower. You’re filthy.”
As she begins to walk away, she didn’t discover Marilyn Blanc come out of the locker lane she was watching from.
“Are you alright?” She asks. Shelly only moans in pain.

-X-

“We have to do something about Ana Burkely…” The group watches as Ana shoves a freshmen to the floor.
“You’re not going to amount to anything, dipshit.” The freshmen crawls to his things and runs away.
“But…How?” Says Carly Mann. Marilyn holds a still shivering Shelly as the group of sophomores ponder on how to stop the cruel teenager. She, a teenager that exemplifies what teenagers believe as a battle royale for class in a culture that has taught everyone to deny anything different. The poison that ruined youth.
“Tara, you’re brother’s Mason James, right?” Tara nods as they see him walk by.
“She has a thing for him.” Vicky Lynn beckons him over.
“Did my sister do something?”
“We need your help.”

-X-

Ana and Mason stood in the school hall, all lovey dovey in front of everyone.
“How much do you love me?” The lovestruck Ana says.
Mason smiles, as vicious as she did to Shelly.
“…I don’t” The dumbstruck Ana stared in surprise.
Mason shuts his locker.
“But… The letters, the dates…”
“Lies. You can’t have me, Ana.”
Ana came out of her stupor and went into a blind rage.
“You said I was beautiful! You said you loved me.”
“You’re just fine, Ana, but you’re uglier on the inside out.”
Ana, again dumbstruck, stood silently.
“The truth? You’re a manipulative, spoiled, and evil bitch. And I’ve got proof.”
The T.V.s around school began opening all, one by one, showing clips of various acts of evil and dirt she had done.
Ana began shaking her head, like all she had destroyed with just words.
“How does it feel, Ana?”
Everyone began laughing and on cue, everyone else began saying
“How does it feel to be told that it’s all been lies?”
“You’re just fine Ana.”
“How does it feel, Ana.”
She raced out of the school and never returned.

*Dear Ana is a Song by Eclipses by Eyes. The song interprets how the real monsters of the community are Humans, choosing to deny and outcast anything different. This is a perfect example of the youth, as the song also says, that have been poisoned by this culture. It doesn’t take physical action to destroy someone now. All one needs are words. Because words are the sharpest weapons one can brandish. That much a teenager has forged.
-Thanos Venge

Thanos Venge: Teaching is not a Legal Version of Torturing

"I dare you to share with the world exactly what you've done."
-Conspiracy(Our Last Night)

Reese Morrison silently brushed his teeth to the morning news. The highlight was of another Thanos Venge case. A smile formed on his face and thought of the annoying receptionist who wrongfully tried to sue one his friend's mother for being black in broad daylight. Obviously, the receptionist lost her case, but she did not stop harassing them. When a restraining order wasn't enough, his friend, Andy Mann sent a Vengeance Request the other day. Reese was happy to do this for him. He had even already planned on how he was going to take revenge on the obnoxious bitch; Trapping her in a tanning machine, butt naked, and tan her till she's brown for at least 2 years.
She was horrified. She couldn't even leave her house without shouting "I'M CURSED! I'M CURSED!"
This act of payback earned Thanos money, fun, and a reputation. But it left Reese tired and with Eyebags under his eyes.
"Ever wonder who this Thanos guy is?" Mandy asked. She was completely oblivious to Reese's secret.
"No. Not at all. Maybe a guy who's bored with his life?" Reese even tried to sound a LITTLE sarcastic, but his friend did not take notice of it, or anything strange Reese seems to do.
It was a clear Friday morning. A good day to prepare for the weekend.
"So, any plans tomorrow, Mandy?" he asked, trying to dwell away from Thanos.
Mandy changed the channel to Disney. Wizards of Waverly Place was on.
"I dunno." She replied. "Hang around and look at memes, or go out shopping. I'm not sure."
Reese shrugged and returned to retrieve his backpack from his room.
"Hey! Can you get my bag too?!" Mandy shouted.
"Lazy ass! Fine!" Reese shouted back.
As he began to leave, his Iphone vibrated. Database check.
Someone was accessing his site, and his program had already traced who his would be client be.
"Trevor Gants, Huh. Well, you're in my school, so I guess your case wont be far." As Reese checked the details that Trevor was slowly typing in, he was surprised to see Trevor stop. Even more so, he stopped at the Client Target Box. People usually fill that one up very fast. Trevor typed in M, but suddenly logged off from the site and closed it.
"...I guess revenge isn't for everyone." Reese says and walks off to Mandy's room.

-V-

"Mr. Venge. Ms. Roe. You are late." Ms. Tatiana's crooked nose flared and her wicked eyes glared at them.
"We're sorry Ms. Tatiana." Mandy bows her head. "We missed the train and had to wait for the next one."
Reese rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, if someone didn't go window shopping for Iphone cases, we'd have made the first train." Reese says under his breath. Mandy discreetly stomps on Reese's foot, hard,
Reese flinched and held back an ow.
Ms. Tatiana circled them and let loose a sigh.
"Right, well please be early next time." She points her ruler to their seats and they scramble to get to them.
"Today we will be-"
"Sorry I'm Late!" Trevor Gants walks in, out of breathe. "I missed the train and-"
"No excuses." Ms. Tatiana smiled wickedly. "Another second you're late, you waste your classmates lives. Just like your mother." Reese was open mouthed at Ms. Tatiana's barely veiled verbal assault.
"He was just a second late than us!" Mandy whispers to him. "This is horrible."
"Detention, Mr. Gants." Gants opens his mouth to protests, but recants and strides to his seat in front of Thanos.
"Are you alright, Gants?" Reese could feel the shudder in Trevor's skin.
"...Y-Yes..."
"This is verbal abuse and discrimination. You can report this and Ms. Tatiana will be fired!" Mandy adds.
"And we'll all be saved." Reese quietly adds as well.
"No talking in class. Mr. Gants, an hour will be added to your detention."
Gants did nothing to complain and simply kept his head down. When he did nothing to defend himself, Mandy stood up.
"Ms. Tatiana! That's just cruel! He didn't even do much of the talking! It was Reese and I!"
"Wait, what?" Reese adds. Mandy glares at him. "I mean, y-yeah."
The wicked teacher narrowed her eyes. "Do you have proof of this Ms. Roe?" She asked menacingly.
"N-No but..."
"Then you should abstain from defending your peers when its really none of your business."
She walks to the board and gives Trevor an incredibly strict look. "Having your classmates defend you? Disgusting. You have a way with words. Just like your filthy mother back in the army."
Trevor trembled and remained quiet.
"Look, you cant even defend yourself." She smirks. "Herbivores like you don't deserve to live." That was the last straw for Reese.
"With all due respect, Ma'am. That's verbal abuse."
"Its not abuse if its facts."
"Its slander. And I believe you could get arrested for that."
"Well we all want to believe something, Mr. Morrison. Sit down." Reese sat down with a dejected look.
How could Reese not have noticed it before? She had always been extra hard on Trevor. Maybe because it wasn't really his business or because no one defended him before. But when he accessed his site and this little scene, Reese decided Thanos should get involved.
As Ms. Tatiana continued her lesson and projected a video, Thanos' phone vibrated. Database Check.That was when he saw Trevor shakily typing on his phone in secret. He was still hesitating.
Its time he gave the guy a little push.
Thanos grabbed a disposable phone on his backpack and began to text. He checked on Mandy first, to see if she noticed him. She was sound asleep.

Its time you did something about that Bitch
Don't you Think So, Trevor Gants?
Revenge... Is almost as sweet as cupcakes
-Thanos Venge

Thanos smirked as Trevor silently gasped at his Phone.
Trevor hesitated, but finally filled out his request. Thanos' phone vibrated and received the Request.
"Tatiana Gravels. I'm going to enjoy this."

-V-

In the small town of Eastbrick, Colorado, Thanos had more than just enough places to go to for his traps. A revenge plan wouldn't be very effective if he didn't have any equipment or connections.
The Eastbrick Theater is famous for its line of actors they'd produced for Holywood. Granted, the line isn't very big, but everyone they've sent have never returned unhappy or without money, that's for sure.
Thanos knocked on the owners office and was greeted by a 30 year old man in a suit. His expression was neutral, but he was definitely scary.
"Well, Well. Thanos Venge." He smiled. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Hello Mr. Vitro."
"Please. For you, Nick is fine. The guy who ran Coutor Theater out of Business for purposely bribing our clients away is more than welcome here." He pours 2 mugs of coffee. He hands one mug to Thanos.
"So, Thanos, what can I do for you?"
"Mr- Er, Nick." He smiled. "On cases where I'm on broad daylight, I'd like to be called Reese. People might... hear."
"Of course. Sorry. Now" Nick sets his mug down. "How can I help you?"
Thanos smiles. Maybe a little evilly. "I'd like to borrow the theater.... In two days. Is it free?"
Nick stands up and walks over to a small schedule clipboard on his door. "Uhhh... Its free by night. You do attack your targets at night, right?" Thanos nods and takes out a file.
"If you're curious, this is my clients target. She used to be one of those torturers in interrogations in the army."
"Tatiana Gravels. Her huh?"
"You know her?" Nick smirks and takes out a small picture.
"She used to come here everyday. Trying to land a role after her gig in the army. She threw epic diva tantrums. No one wanted her. Eventually, she took a hint when she lost a part to Hannah Gants."
Thanos furrowed his eyebrows. Hannah Gants, Trevor's mother. Thanos could still recall how Trevor was relentlessly bullied this morning. Ms. Tatiana did mention his mother most of the time.
It was time he found out what happened that turned Ms. Tatiana so...Horrible.

-V-

Thanos knocked on the Gants household. He expected to find Trevor answer, but no. He was answered by a foreigner. By the looks of it, he looked like he was Russian.
"Yes?" His heavy accent was there, but was a little concealed. Obviously immersed from the American Culture.
"Um... I'm Reese Morrison. I'm Trevor Gants' classmate."
The man opened the door more. He smiled and motioned him in.
"Trevor iz not 'ere yet. Vut he vill be back from work een just twenty minutes."
Trevor's house was big. He was rich. But it made him wonder why he would take the train instead of just buying a car or being carpooled.
"Actually. I'm here to talk to his parents. Is Mr. and Mrs. Gants around?"
"Ooh. I'm Trevor's vather. People just assume that I em someone who works here. 'e got his looks from e's mother."
"He...Did get your complexion though." Thanos sets his bag down the couch and sits.
"I vill call Hannah." He walks off upstairs. Thanos stands up to walk and check the pictures. They looked incredibly happy. How could they send someone like Trevor to a school with a terrible teacher like Ms. Tatiana?
"Reese?" On the staircase was Trevor's mom. Trevor's dad was right, he got her looks.

-V-

"I've known Tatiana since our initiation in the army." She holds her husband's hand, whom she introduces as Victor Gants.
"She was incredibly sadistic. On interrogation, she would take this...Stun Baton and hit the people we caught in very vital parts." Victor flinched, as if on instinct. "My husband... was captured. He was willing to talk and take our side, but... Tatiana was convinced he was lying. She would talk to him alone and hit him. Bloody. I stopped her. I stopped her, and got Victor out of there. As you can see, it became a sort of tragic love story." It was, Thanos thought. "Tatiana never forgave me for that. She slapped me once. And everytime she saw us, she'd go out of her way to just... harass us. Harass who's related to us. We got a restraining order, but..."
"But, what Ms. Gants? Your son is being bullied. Can't that restraining order do something?" Thanos was getting impatient.
"The order didn't include him. He wasn't even born yet." She began crying. "I'd tell him that we should move or that he should transfer. He'd say he...he'd thin it out. That we shouldn't worry. That she wasn't doing anything to him." She sobs in Victors arms.
"Thank you... Vor telling us vat that voman eez doing to our son. Ve vill be zure to contact the school." Thanos smirks and stands up to leave.
"I've got a feeling that you wont have to do that." As he began to leave, the door opens. Trevor got home.
"Reese?" He had gauze on the left side of his face.
"Trevor? What happened to your-" Trevor shushes him to stop his parents from coming in. "Ms. Tatiana was at the cafe. She threw coffee at me. My boss tossed her out."
That was definitely the last straw for Thanos. He was gonna make sure that this person was going to suffer a hell more painful she put Trevor through.

-V-

"Hello?" Ms. Tatiana entered the stage. It was surrounded with sound proofed glass, like a music studio.
Thanos activates the speaker on it and talks with a voice changer. "Please. Begin. As if we're not here. You've read the script, Ms. Gravels."
She began yammering the script. She was horrible. No wonder no one took her. She bows with a smug look on her face.
"Well? I knew you'd take me back. What did you think of my art?" Thanos was repulsed.
"Ms. Gravels, I am afraid that you are very bitter trash in this community. Your acting was garbage." She was astonished.
"Why I'd never-"
"Do not interrupt me. And do not bother trying to leave. The doors are locked." Tatiana began becoming hysterical.
"A sadistic fuck like you don't deserve a life here, or on any face of this planet for that matter. You repulsive, vile, and sad bitch. I mean, seriously? Killing puppies because your sister was more popular than you? Harassing people with better hearts? Psychopaths like you should just drop dead. I'm done. You are free to start going crazy."
But before she did, another person enters the room. It was Trevor.
"Uh, I'm here for my free Laptop." Tatiana set fire in her eyes and started towards him. "YYYOU."
Trevor stood still. Scared.
"You set this up. Your little prank is going to cost you a lot more than that eye!" She takes out a Riding Crop and began whipping him. Thanos didn't want to do this, but it was necessary.
"You've always been trash. Trash, trash, trash. You and traitor blood and your filthy parents. Your going to die. You and everyone you love is going to die." She wraps her hand around his neck. "And you're weak. You can't do anything about it. Your going to die alone and broken! I'll be sure to make it happen, you little shit!" As Trevor began choking, Thanos shouts in the P.A.
"Stop! Gravels, you just proved what you kind of monster you are."
"Oh, and who's going to believe you, Mysterious Voice?" She turns her head to Trevor. "Oohhh. I know who you are. Thanos Venge. You should know my feelings. But then, a hypocrite who can't even do anything to stop me wouldn't know anything. Tell me. Who'd believe you?" Thanos smirked.
"The public eye." The lights turn on. Huge monitors revealed multiple monitors in multiple cities that made everything she did become public. People were watching and was horrified with her actions.
"Don't ever call me a hypocrite, Ms. Gravels. Don't even lump me together with you. Revenge is different from dementia." She begins to back off as a Stun Gun appears from a platform by Trevor. "You're not weak, Trevor. You are strong. Strong to have endured so much. But it's time to let everything out. Just take it all out." Trevor stares  at it at first, but picks it up, approaches the hysterical teacher and tasers her. Repeatedly. "Don't ever call my family trash, you crazy bitch." The door opens and Trevor walks off. Tatiana Gravels is on the floor, in pain.
"Just so you know." Thanos says. "I've sent the video to the school board. So don't count on them not seeing this. Buh bye."
Thanos quickly flees the scene as police enter the building. With Thanos Venge gone, they arrest the demented teacher for aggravated assault.
Thanos calls Trevor from a disposable phone. "Everything is done. I think you know that anyway. I'm sorry...to drag you into my trap." Trevor remains silent at first but finally answers. "It's fine. Whatever it took, I'd have done it to stop her. Don't worry, I've wired the money to you."
Thanos was originally gonna tell him that his case was on the house, despite a lot of costs were needed. But he had already paid, so what was there to say?
"No Problem. I think you'll be fine now."
Thanos throws away the phone and walks home.

-V-

The next few days were crazy. Ms. Tatiana was fired and instead of being arrested, was put in the looney bin.
Trevor's life started to look bright. He was more happy and stronger. That was what mattered to Thanos. Justice and Vengeance, served. On a golden platter.
"I hope that'd be me, soon." Reese said as he silently took out and stared at a family picture.

Holding on to an Echo: The Age of Ashes

Holding on to an Echo:

   The Age of Ashes

                                                              "Climb for Light"

Six years had passed since the War of Struggle. With the exposition of magic and wizardry, Mortals and Wizards alike had an uneasy unity to make our lives normal. It obviously did not last. After about two years of either reliance or fear, the Mortals waged a battle for the extinction of Wizards, all because someone had apparently killed the Presidents Child with an incurable disease. They blamed magic, and a war to destroy wizards happened. Mortals who aligned with Wizards hid behind their friends and Mortals who were more or less racist killed any wizard or anyone with any connection with them with prejudice.
The earth was left in ashes. Wizards and Mortals were dead, left from right. All who were left standing have hidden themselves. All that was left of our world was fear.
Nothings stopping the people from bloodshed if it means survival.
Not even Magic.
I’ve lived in this old, decrepit building for as long as I can remember. This was the safest place I could find from anyone, armed or magical. This war had taken my home, my oldest brother, my parents… And my best friend, Jackson, the person I loved the most.
Today was supposed to be my birthday, but what was the point. I stopped having birthdays when I was just 16. Six years ago, when I learned to be careful where I stood.
I could’ve run to the wizard world like my younger brother, Brendon Madigan. But they were just too quick. I was still at school when the government launched thousands of firebombs from the sky. The doors to the other side have all been destroyed.
And so were the rest of my family.
The rubble blocking the stairs and windows were starting to fall apart, so I had to renew them. I took out my blue wand and aimed.
“Gravelus Pacifica” The rubble pieced together and formed into a new wall. More rubble appeared thereafter. I’ve made at least 4 walls before that wall. It’ll take a lot more for ordinary people to get through that. I returned to my makeshift room and laid in bed. The peach wallpaper and the homey feel would make things seem so… Normal… in this hopeless situation. But this is all just a lie. Everything I have right now, and everything else I’ve made is all a lie. The things that were real were nearly all gone and all I have left were the things I’ve managed to dig up from the rubble of our old home. All those that weren’t turned to ashes.
Like this picture.
That black haired girl sitting beside her older brother…
That smile…
They don’t exist anymore. The old Kathy Madigan had died the day she held her brother and listened to his dying words.
“Go… I lov…” and he was gone. No magic or medicine could change that. I was out as the last of the fire burned our home to ashes. Along with the last of my light.
“This Wall, So Mighty and Strong, Turn it Transparent from this side of my hold.” The wall became a transparent cube and I watched the rust and broken down city that was once Manhattan.  I could call it people watching, but you get the picture.
“Ahhhh!!!” My eyes widened as 3 people ran from gunfire.
“Vocalis Medima” The sound increased to about the same as when in front of a computer.
“Give us back our stuff and we’ll let you live!” Said an approaching soldier.
The young people did not comply and continued running.
Then, another one came out of a window.
He was a wizard.
“Osmos!” With a flicker of his hand, the earth erupted pillars and slammed 4 of the advancing, armed, men.
“Wizard!” They shouted and they seemed to back off at first, but fire their gun.
The wizard puts his hands in front of him and summons a wand.
“Kryo Arriera” A wall of ice blocks the bullets. The soldiers reload and the wizard took his chance.
“Osmose Maxima” The earth shook, I could feel it. A wall was rising from the road and fell on the men.
But missed one. This one was quick and took his chance before the wall could block him out or crush him. He fired a single bullet and hit the wizard in the shoulder. The wizard was on his knees. The man kicked away the wizards wand and placed his foot on the wizards chest.
“Ae-“ The soldier squeezed the wizards chest to stop him from casting until all that came out of his mouth was screams of pain.
Then, the first rock was thrown. The soldier looked at one of the escaping 3. They had stopped when the child that was with them threw the rock at him.
“Stop hurting him!” He threw another.
“Little brat. Your wizard friend will be joining you once I’m through with you.”
That was the last straw for me.
“Sevetre Movetris.” I was outside the street, facing the man. He looked scared but tried to hide it in his arrogant face.
“T-Two wizards in one day. What a catch!” He aimed at me, but the gun was gone.
I pointed up.
“Looking for your toy?” The gun fell on his face and he tripped over.
“You.” I pointed to the people behind me. “Get your friend.”
They complied and grabbed the wizard.
“As for you.” The soldier was rising to his feet. I pointed my wand.
“This Day Was Long Enough, Send This Fool Away To Somewhere Dark and Rough!”
The man was gone.
I approached the group. The Wizard was unconscious.
The girl was a little suspicious of me.
“Why’d you help us?” Her eyes were filled with doubt.
“Some people say Thank You.” I smiled. She stayed silent. “I didn’t want to leave you out to dry.” She returned her eyes to the bleeding Wizard.
“Lets get out of here. There might be more.” They grabbed some bags. I waved my wand.
“Backtrack Movetris.” We were back to my place. It had gotten dark. “Light.” The room lit up.
The three had taken off their bags and placed the wizard in my couch. There’s blood all over. Damn, I just washed that.
“Come on, Martin. Open your eyes.” The girls eyes had tears. “Come on… You’re my best friend…” The guy and the little boy approached me.
“You’re a wizard, aren’t you? You have to save our friend.” I just stood for a few seconds before I started walking over there.
“Mari. Let her do something.”
“Troy…” The girl, Mari, looked at me with some daggers in her eyes at first, but softened and let me sit by the wizard, Martin.
“This is a serious wound. If he only took the bullet, this would be easier, but that creep stomped on him hard. This is going to be a while.” I started with the soldier.
“Leviatus S” The bullet was slowly pulling itself out of Martin’s shoulder. Cure magic is a hell of a lot more difficult than tv has made it seem.
“Blood, Blood, Seep in and Don’t hold Back.” The lost blood slowly seeped back into the hole. I have to concentrate so the blood intake doesn’t waver, But Mari slowly watching me was a little distracting.
The last of the blood finished returning. I gasped. This was incredibly draining, but I have to keep going. I haven’t used this much magic in a while.
I paused for breath and continued on.
“This is going to be the hard part, ok? Don’t let me fall over or I might fail.” Mari nodded.
 I sucked in a lot of air.
“Dermis Clota” The bullet hole was slowly mending. Torn veins and tissues were slowly being mended. I shut my eyes a little. I was getting tired. My hand was shaking.
“Don’t stop!” Mari shouted. I opened my eyes. Just a little more….
Sweat was trickling down my face.  The last of the tissues were slowly tying each other. Come on…
My hand was starting to slowly go down.
The boy, Troy, held it up for me to finish.
“Aspiscus!” I shouted, and the wound closed into skin.
I fell to the floor and breathed quickly.
“You did it… You-“ I stopped Mari.
“Wait!” I stood up. “We’re not yet done.”
I stood up and pat his chest with my wand.
“Broken Bones bound in his chest, mend them like platinum chains and let him rest!” Martin’s body arched and fell back to the couch.
“Now he’s ok.” Mari hugged the unconscious wizard. “Why isn’t he waking up though.
“The force of the wounds sent him into shock. He could stay asleep for a while, but he’ll be fine.” She sighed and laid her head on him.
I zapped a hospital bed in and transported Martin to it.
Great. I need a new couch. Some blood dried up on it.
But I’m getting tired. I’ll just do it tomorrow.
“Hey.” Troy approached me.
“Thank you. You saved our friends life, uh…”
“Its Kathy. Kathy Madigan.” He smiled and lifted his hand for a handshake. I took it.
“Troy Orfield. You’ve met Mari Fells. Then, there’s Martin Reese and his younger brother, Xan Reese.” The kid approached me. “Thank you for saving my brother.” I smiled. But behind that, my thoughts returned to MY brother. Could I have saved him? My Parents? Then I looked at Martin and Mari. Jackson?
That day is never going to go away.
“Its no problem…” I told him.
I returned to my room and crashed into my bed.
That day… It’ll haunt my dreams again.
Only today? It’s going to be much longer.

A Killers Mind, A Survivors Heart

"Dont you feel mercy?!"

The man had a condom hung around his neck like a noose. His head was covered with a drape. His limbs were tied together with barbed wire. He was clearly suffering. 

Xander Gordon sat on a chair in front of his suspended victim.

"Mercy?" He tilted his head. He took a dart from his pocket and threw it at the mans exposed stomach. 

"Aaahhhh!!!"

"I dont feel Mercy. At least, not to people who harm and molest children." He smiled almost too genuinely. 

The man swung wildly as he tries to escape, but the condom was stronger than it looked. No, it was not just an ordinary condom. It was something Xander made with titanium filling, specifically for this one night.

Xander Gordon grew up like any abused children; smart, able, but damaged. He loved children, and he could not supress this lust to see a father who laid his hands on children that did nothing wrong take his last breath and die. He didnt want to simply murder them. That would simply be too kind. He had a process. Capture them, and then torture them with prejudice. Just as they did to their children. He then tossed any evidence into vats of acid he had produced from chemicals. But most of all, he tossed the corpses away somewhere the media can find and watch the children outside the window as they gleefully enjoy their lives.

"You're still here?" Xanders twin, Owen Gordon, suffered much more from his father. He was damaged to the point that he nearly lost all sense of right and wrong. He spots the man there and is left a little open mouthed.

"Is someone there?! Save me from this asshole!" Owen drew put a pistol and shot the man in his right leg.

"Please refrain from insulting my brother. He may be psycotic, but we still have the same face. anyways, I'd appreciate it if you finish things up. Dinners getting cold." Xander smiled and stood up. Owen returned upstairs. Xander grabs a syringe.

"This a syringe full of hydroflouric acid combined with a special dose of some of my secret carbon to make it travel througout your body and melt you from the inside. Xander beams a smile. "Im sire Julie will certainly not miss you tying her down and... Well you know thr term." Xander carelessly jams it on the mans neck. A few seconds pass, and he starts to convulse to the floor. Smoke rises from many openings and his skin starts to grow red. He finally stops as the liquid vaporises his insides. 

~~~

"Look. The abusive father murderer strikes again." Brooke Willow hands Xander the paper. The man, Lan Dimitri was found dead melted inside, it said.

"Do you think he's related to the recent Thanos Venge cases?" Xander gives a small laugh. Brooke works at the police department. He's ironically Xander's best friend. Brooke was abused as well at a young age, but her abusive father mysteriously died the same time Xander and Owens died. Xander had no intention of letting her know it was Him. One, it was dumb. Two, he didn't know if she'd arrest him or thank him. It was obvious Xander was the reason they lived an easier childhood. 

"No." Xander replied and handed back the case paper. "Thanos Venge is considered a vigilante hero. I dont think he even has a case of murder. Yet. All he does is prove someone guilty for someone and retaliates their crime threefold. Or leave them humiliated and in pain. The murderer... Seems intent on keeping himself a secret." He goves a mental dark giggle to himself as Brooke laughs.

"Well, I've got to go to school. Kids dont teach themselves these days. Ciao!" And with that, he leaves.

He's ready to observe the his precious students and kill their dirtbag fathers.

-Challenge complete.  dared myself to make and finish a complete story in my phone! :D

~Thanos Venge

Thanos Venge: A Woman Scorned, A Thanos Retaliating

"Ain't it fun? Living in the real world!"
-Aint it Fun(Paramore)

I feel like I already know you!
Meet me at  7 P.M. tomorrow at that alley just behind L.A. Live!
I may just get us inside! I'm dying to meet you, Art.
See you there
XOXO Veronica

The message was practically an invite to have sex.
Well at least, to Art Gallner.
You'd think, after nearly losing to a case of three counts of rape, he'd get his priorities in check. But such as life, the scum never change. And so, he got on an easy to rip coat and on a cab to L.A. Live, Los Angeles.
The thing about this place, it was loud and it was very, very busy. If this girl, Veronica, had so much as a working neuron on her brain, maybe she'd have the sense to have a date somewhere public. But where was the fun in that? She probably thought. But Art didn't care for the details. He cared about the condoms on his back pocket and his slowly bloating ego.

"Veronica... I'm here! Come out, come out! Art is here to play." He was holding on to a stun gun on his left coat pocket. The way he got his victims to submit was by knocking them out with the small box of electricity in his hand.
When he reached the alley, all that was there was a small cupcake that read
"Congratulations to the World's Biggest Cockroach!"
Art fell to the barely audible sound of a Stun Gun cackling.
The next thing he opened his eyes to was the same cupcake. As he tried to grasp the situation, he had found himself tied to the alley fences. As he tried to wriggle out, a feeling of shock registered to his hands. The same Stun Gun he used was jammed to his right hand and the rope was also tied to the activate button. So should he wriggle some more, the more his Stun Gun would deal him more pain. Oh the cruel Irony.
"The way I see it." A figure approached. His face hidden by a hat, adorned by a green hoodie. His face was barely visible in the dark. He was holding on to a Stun Gun himself.
"Veronica Mars loved using Stun Guns. Don't you watch television? You should be careful when you deal with someone named Veronica." He cackles his own stun gun at him.
"Who are you?!" Art shouted. The man merely gave him a dark giggle.
"Does it really matter who I am? I guess I'm Veronica in a way. But that's just gay." He jams the stun gun on Art's gut and zaps him. Art screams at the top of his lungs, but the large amount of noise in the area is blocking him out.
"Thanos Venge. The pleasure is all mine. Really. I'm enjoying this."
"Don't you know this is against the law?!" Thanos laughed more.
"So's rape. But really, what's the police gonna do about it? You may as well call this a trip to fiction. The law doesn't care about what's right anymore. So I'm doing law a favor. Honestly? Revenge is sweet. Almost as sweet as cupcakes." He reads aloud the words in the cupcake and smiles.
"Biggest Cockroach. Sue me for infringement cause I've been quoting Veronica Mars all day." He puts an envelope by Art's stun gun. It was very thick.
"Your biggest mistake was raping people while recording yourself with a webcam. My client's been very helpful." Art snarls at him and attempts to spit in his face. His foot was very much broken after that.
"Cara paid for this personal message for you." Thanos pulls out a small card. "Fuck You."
"I don't know any Cara!" Thanos stands up.
"That's not her real name of course. Client courtesy. I'm not about to give you her real name because you're not the type of guy who deserve's revenge. You're the type who people get revenge at."
He steps on Art's manhood, zapped him unconscious and leaves the alley while calling the police with a disposable cellphone.
He calls his client with the same phone. ""Cara", Art's got his just desserts."
"Thank you so much Thanos Venge. You rock." Thanos smiles.
"Revenge is sweet. So's cash."

"Shocking evidence surfaces with rapist, Art Gallner. He was found tied to a fence with the missing Stun Gun he had been using on his past victims. An envelope with pictures and a letter telling everything that he had done was included. So's a very disgusting video inside a usb found with it.
The evidence is so damning, it takes to question who is this mystery person that got it all? People are asking who is this Thanos Venge, as stated in the letter, and is he a hero or a threat. This is not the first time his name has popped up in the news. More on this at 9:00 with Maria Samson. This is BBC News."
Reese Morrison silently ate his dinner with his best friend, Mandy Roe in their humble apartment.
"Can you believe it? Who is this Thanos Venge anyway?" Reese looked tired and just nodded.
"Where have you been anyways? You came home late yesterday."
"Los Angeles." He said sarcastically. Mandy rolled her eyes as Reese smiled.
She'd never have known that Thanos Venge was just sitting across her.

-This is my first Thanos Venge story! It probably gets longer along the way. I Hope you enjoyed!
~The REAL Thanos Venge.

Vengeance by Name

Strange and Depressed is cool and all, but fairly, well, deprived of hope.
With time and change, and a little help, I've changed to

Thanos meaning Death, and Venge as a shorthand for Revenge. Death Revenge.
Hope you'll enjoy the time to accept my thirst for revenge's sweet taste.
That taste may involve stun guns.

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