We watched, chilled, as Anie choked on sobs while Louis held her protectively in his arms. I was the first to recover from the shock of my sister's story.
- Name. - I said as my brother and the other boys looked at me quizzically. - Name, please. - I repeated, completing what I had said.
- (T/N)...
- Who did this?! - I shouted now, and Anie only tightened her grip.
- Alan Magnus. – said Jack. I got up from the couch and stretched.
- Pack your bags, darling. – I looked at Frank with a smile. -We're going to New York. - I frowned. I stepped over to my sobbing sister and turned her head towards me. - She might even regret coming into the world. I promise you that. - I whispered to her and kissed her on the forehead.
In the evening, a dilapidated abandoned factory building and a person tied to a chair.
- Are you sure you want to do this? - my partner looked down at me as he nodded towards the tied up guy.
- He hurt my sister. At the very least, she'll get the same back. – I said, then stepped over to the unconscious guy and slapped him to bring him to his senses.
- Who are you? - he asked immediately.
- That's not important now. What is more important is what you did. - I stepped behind him and put my hands on his shoulders.
- If... if it's about the drugs, I'm already out of it. – he said desperately.
- He missed. - I whispered in his ear as I leaned in. - You know you hurt someone. Someone very important to me. - and Frank stepped out of the darkness, and the boy went completely white.
- The Punisher. – he whispered in exasperation. – Look, I didn't hurt anyone. I swear. I... I swear on my life.
- So that name means nothing to you, Anie Waldez? - I stepped next to Frank. At the sound of the name, Alan laughed forcibly.
- I don't know what that little bitch told you, but ~ - I took two steps in front of him and put my hand around his throat.
- If you ever talk about my sister like that again, you're dead. - I hissed with flashing eyes.
- (Y/N)- Frank stepped up beside me and I took my hand away from his throat.
- Let's say it's all the same to you, because you're not getting out of here alive. - I looked darkly at Alan as I stepped away from him. - Do you know Andrei and Yakov Tihonravov? - I asked, and then two muscular Russian men appeared behind me.
- No, please don't,' the boy tried to break free of his bonds, with little success.
- You know Anie begged you the same way. - I said, as the two Russians started towards Alan. - You raped and beat my sister. You think I'm gonna let you go after that? You think I'm stupid? You know, Alan, boys don't like men who rape women. – I said with mock sadness.
- And now you're experiencing what the poor girl had to go through. – said one of the Russians in his distinctive accent, and Alan's eyes sparkled with fear.
- I'll come back and see what's left of you. You know Alan, an eye for an eye.
''- Early this morning, the body of 20-year-old Alan Magnus was found by police on a pier in Hell's Kitchen. The boy's body was covered with cuts and bruises. His fingernails had been ripped off and, according to the latest news, the young boy had been repeatedly raped. – the news said. Not just on the American news, but on the British news as well.
- I think we did a good job. - I say, lying on the couch. - We have to go back slowly.
'' - We've just received word that both the Punisher and the Angel were in the vicinity of the pier where Alan Magnus' body was found last night. Any chance they had something to do with the unfortunate boy's death?
- You're right, we should take it slow. - Frank spoke up from beside me.