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It was a cloudy day as Droplets of rain fell on to Shane Black tuxedo,and slid onto a gold ring that hanged on a silver necklace around his neck,as he stood motionlessly Infront of two pale Stones drizzled with water from the rain,yet Engraved with the names Martha Wilson and Abigail Wilson.The funeral had ended hours ago with Only Shane's relatives in attendance while Martha side of the family,was a no show,since then Shane had stood in silence.

Shane's eyes gazed down,onto the words'Beloved Daughter'and'Beloved Wife' for what seemed like the hundred time yet the feeling of a Deep pang in his chest hurt even more than the last, clenching his fist,till blood soaked through his bandaged hand and trickled down to the ground.Why had this happened,What had he done to deserve this,Those questions circled his mind,for the past hours on end as he blames himself for everything.Before it clicked.like a tidal wave,it came crashing down onto him,the feeling of an unhealthy level of anger coursed through him.

Tears sprawled from his eyes,as he gritted his teeth,Someone had taken his family away from him,Someone had violated his wife's body making him bury an empty coffin,And someone had Killed the light in his life.The anger that Shane felt was to much to explain,as it seeped into every vein,every blood vessel every fiber of his being,His eyes shook with rage."I'll find them."Shane voice was hoarse and heavy,unclenching his fists Shane placed both of his bloody palms onto the gravestones staining them red.

"And I'll kill them."bloodlust,radiated of Shane's,as he gripped down onto the gravestones of his wife and daughter,before moving his hand leaving a bloody soaked palm imprint.

"No matter what it takes!"thunder lashed out in the skies,as if responding to Shane's words.

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The garden of Roses,that once beamed with life all but withered away,as Shane felt nothing for the place he called home,pushing the wooden door open,he could still hear the words of his daughter ringing in his ears.

"My condolences Mr.Wilson,grab what you need But for your sake don't go up stairs its…"looking back Shane's stared at,The blue eyed officers who didn't know what to say.

His home was crowded with police and forensic cleaners,that went up the stairs,giving the officer one last look Shane headed to the kitchen.once there Shane opened up a cabinet filled with utensils before,pulling on a black string that was attached to the bottom opening up a secret compartment.with a single key inside.

Placing it in his pocket,Shane heard shuffling coming from the living room."Where did he leave it shit!"a desperate voice said,as Shane saw one of the forensic cleaners checking behind the couch.

Narrowing his eyes Shane watched quietly,as he made his rounds around the living room frantically.before looking around,rapidly and slowly exhaling.It was than Shane eyes shook angrily,as he clenched his fist.watching as the man slowly vanish.

Shane heart sped,There was a supe in his fucking house!Why his anger raged before he calmed himself down and saw foot prints crossing through his living room where they stopped just infront of the open window.

'I have to follow him,can't let him get away!'shane thought as he rushed past the blue eyed officer.

"Mr.Wilson?!"he said startled.

Narrowing his eyes Shane,left his home before seeing across the street that white suit that the forensic cleaner wore,walking towards an old van.tailing him Shane's saw that reporters where staking out his home,aswell people stopping to look.

"Mr.Wilson a moment please!"a woman with long brown hair spoke,pointing a microphone towards Shane's face.

"Is that him?Shit get the camera!"Gritting his teeth,as once she said his name a small group of reporters crowded him.

"Get the fuck out of my way!Move!"shane said,as flashes of light blinded his vision.

"Is it true your family was killed!"the crowd surrounding him grew,as shane pushed forward.

"As a former U.S Marine soldier,Do you feel that your country Betrayed you Mr.Wilson!"shane couldn't even see what was infront of him anymore,as bright flashes of light blinded his vision,covering his eyes with his arm,he could barely hear the sounds of a car starting up.

"Mr.Wilson is it true,you where talking to you wife an hour before the incident!"pushing whoever was infront of him out of the way,Shane rushed through the crowd,and saw that the van was gone.stopping in the middle of the street where the crowd had followed him Shane clenched his fist.

"Mr.Wilson"a man said pointing his microphone to Shane,who didn't expect Shane to yank it out of his hand and stomp it on the ground.

"Hey!That was.."the man said quietly as Shane glared at him,causing him to remain silent,glaring at the crowd around him,who followed that man's lead they all slowly made way as Shane headed to his truck that was parked infront of his home.

Giving them one last look over Shane,got in and took off.

"That was my favorite one."ushered the man,who looked at his microphone in sadness.