Vengeance

Chapter 4

She parked a few streets away, walking

distance but far enough to ease suspicion. She set off walking. When she arrived at the man's house, she immediately set to work.  Fortunately for her, the man had no cameras anywhere, and had no neighbors close enough to see, as he lived further out in the countryside. She grabbed a pitcher full of water and poured salt into it. She carried the pitcher to the generator, opened the lid, then poured the saltwater onto the exposed wires. The wires sizzled and sparked. "One task down, 3 to go", she thought to herself.

Next, she took a pair of oven mitts and a screwdriver and chipped at the coolant pipes, causing it to look like mice got to it. Before penetration, she turned off the valve and chipped away the remaining pipe, leaving small holed. She carefully turned the valve.  The coolant hissed out, slowly but continuously. Perfect. She then did the same to the gas lines, but didn't penetrate. At least not yet. She looked at her watch: 6 pm. Time for the man to get off work. She had thirty minutes left. She made sure the lights didn't work -they didn't-, and found a dark place to wait.

Shortly after, the man arrived home, only to find hid lights didn't work. "Damn rats probably chewed the wires again", he said.

Greece slowly pulled the gun from her waistband, careful not to make a sound. The man's eyes detected a flash of movement in the dark. "W-who's there?", the man said, clearly frightened. Greece said nothing. "Take my money. Please. Take it. Don't hurt me. Please!", he begged.

Greece, creeping around like her furry companions, still hid in the shadows.

From one corner, Greece said "You have done wrong." The sheer terror on the man's face brought delight to the young lady. She silently crept to another part of the room, still masked by shadow.

"You have made many grievous mistakes", she said with a voice from your worst nightmarish dreams.

She continued pacing. "You have sinned against all that I care about. The things I love. Tell me, what do you love?", she asked the man.

The man, now quivering with fear, only whimpered and said "Please. Don't hurt me. My family, they-"

"SILENCE!", Greece said with a growl cutting the man off. "You have mocked what I care about, and for that you will pay dearly”, she hissed, slowly entering into the dim light, "I offered you multiple chances, you turned them down. That's your fault. Your time is up."

She fired three shots. The first one was shot into the kneecap to make it hard to escape. The man screamed. Luckily for Greece, his neighbors are out of earshot and the gun has a silencer. "That's for the inescapable pain Billie faces when someone brings up his father's death", Greece said.

The second shot went deep into his thigh. Another agonizing shriek. Greece was unfazed.

"That's for all the times you willingly insulted the entire Green Day bandom, even after we repeatedly told you to stop", she growled.

The third and final shot went deep into his stomach. The man howled in pain, begging for the sweet release of death. Asking God to save him, for the angels to take him home.

Greece spat, "Do you think the angels will accept you after mocking one of their own? Do you think all the people in heaven who committed suicide because you and YOUR KIND said to 'Kill yourself' and ''Go ahead and die emo' and ‘Shut the fuck up you worthless edgy cringe lord’ Do you honestly think they will help you?" She laughed disdainfully. "People like you don't go to heaven, Mr. Brown, they earn eternal torment in Hell. It may be up to God to judge people, but it's up to me to send them to him", she said. She walked to the gas pipe. She turned the valve off, chipped the last few holes, and found it satisfactory. By that time, the water heater had been running without coolant for a few hours. It was already 7 o'clock. The area around the water heater was very hot. She had placed flammable items there earlier as part of her master plan. She cautiously opened the gas valve and immediately there was a slight hiss accompanied by the smell of rotting eggs. She turned to the man and said, "Say hello to your maker for me".