"But you are still alive, so, how about you lend me a hand and I'll tell you the truth about your son and how he really died," I got down, closer to his level, and patted his shoulder. He jerked up, gring at me with red, swollen eyes.

  His breathing is fast and his eyes twit madness, but there's also a tiny bit of light in his eyes. That's exactly what I was looking for. He is angry and desperate, and so, would do anything I say. I don't want to let this opportunity go. Some might say that it is cruel to him. Yeah, it is. However, what about all that I had to gh? All that pain and torment as they kept on iih tless chemicals day and night. Didn't I suffer for years, hoping each day would end it all while struggling not to lose hope? But the world I lived in gave me no sign of mercy. So why should I?

  I'll use this broken guy before me and I'll find a way to infiltrate Oscorp. But as far as I know, he used to work for Stark Industries, so why the heck did he take me to Oscorp?

  "What do you mean by 'really died'?" He questioned me while supp his upper body, looking down, and asking the floor in front. His breath slowed down as his senses cooled down a bit. Good, maybe I should throw him a bone and pull him back to sanity so that he stays sane iure.

  "Look at me." He hesitated for a moment but still looked back at me, waiting.

  "Yes, you were betrayed and deceived. I know everything about it and also what happeo your son, but first, you o answer my questions, uood? Every siail matters a lot in this. Speak. Why did you approach Osborn instead of going to Stark? Also, don't lie to me," I calmly told him to make him fortable to open his heart.

  He nodded in uanding, "Osborn... Osborn promised me to cure my son. At that moment, I was desperate. Stark Industries was going through some kind of iigation by the gover due to some war or something. I couldn't take any ce with him or ask anything of him, but Osborn..."

  He paused for a moment as if to recollect his memories...

  "Osborn came to me at the hospital to cure my boy. That was all I needed. I believed every word Osborn said and took him to Oscorp. After that, the same week or a week ter, I'm not sure, but they called me and asked me to join in my son's treatment since I was a nanoteology specialist, and they couldn't carry out the treatment due to their experimental nanotech equipment. I was in charge of maintaining the nanorobotic surgical systems at the time. After that, it was all so fast. Multiple surgeries over the years, and whenever he showed signs of recovery, for some reason, he kept falling ill... Then, after multiple an failures, they did everything. Blood transfusion, bone marrow... transpntation. All that shit. Nothing seemed to work. Whehing fell apart, I lost everything... But, why do you want to know about Alex?"

  "Because I'm afraid, Oscorp is perf human experiments, and one of my friend's daughter was taken into Oscorp... Sold should be the right word. And your son was also a friend of mine. I owerless back then, but now things are different. I want to find my friend's daughter and everyone else who went missing over the years under suspicious circumstances and bring them bae and also expose Oscorp. I know a long time has passed. You couldn't save your son, but you could help me save them. So, tell me everything you know about that facility, security, doctors, every important information you got, and whatever that could help us." I asked him without turning back, waiting for the oute.

  "Human experiments?!" He looked stu the revetion. Then he asked again, his tone raised a bit, "Are you sure?" I nodded my head to him. He then held my hand in desperation. Tears dripping through his face, his words became inaudible and choked, and he sobbed, "That's why... I thought he was trying to keep my mouth shut to save their reputation... I thought he was trying to keep the fact that their medical brand teology are useless, all failures, to hide the pany's failures, I..."

  "You don't have to dwell on it." I put my hand over his shoulder to fort him, "I know the reality sucks. The bad guys win, while the good ones die. It doesn't mean justice does. I promise you, those who killed your son will die a death a thousand times worse and more humiliating than your son. No matter what, no one goes unpunished, and I'm going to deliver that punishment and many others if that's what it takes."

  "I will tell you everything I know," He finally came out of the past and spoke with a cold, ruthless tone, ohat a sinner wears while embarking on their quest, "Anything to punish the people who dared to mess up with the only light of my life... Anything..." He nodded firmly.

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  I left his house after getting some info from him. It's been so long that his memories bee blurry at times, but there are a few points that stay sharp in his memory. Luckily, he still remembers the location of that b. Maybe, they are still active there. If I am lucky, I might just be able to uheir fucked up experiments and show it to the world before killing them.

  I began to swing uhe night sky while the lights of the city moved on my left and right like a beautiful stream. There was a slight cold in the air, and it felt o breathe and fly, not g about useless things, just trating on the aim to the best of my ability. I keep swinging while sometimes jumping over or running over the roofs. o keep a low profile with all the fake spidey mess. I made my way to that b without stopping for anything. When I saw the location in front, I stood on the rooftop overlooking the pce while pnning my move.

  I'm far from Queens. Now, I'm on the west of the city near Staten Isnd on the shore. It's a five-story building. There were guards and high-security measures all over the pce. The big Oscorp symbol also be seen on it. While the street was dark with barely any visible people. And sidering the location, I'm sure Osborn has bought the nearby areas too, to prevent unnecessary troubles and unwanted interruptions.

  Ok, time to find a way inside... Huh?! The fuck!

  Suddenly, out of nowhere, a minivan crashed into that building's premises. The guards began to open fire almost instantly. But surprisingly no one came out and from what I see, that van is well made. The bullets were boung off the van as if they were hittial strohan bullets. What's ihat?

  The guards stopped firing. One of them walked over to the front of the van. He shouted, "It's empty. There's no o..."

  [Bang!]

  Before he could finish, his head turned into a paste and spttered across the pavement. That sounds like a freaking .357 magnum, hollow-point bullet fired... Hahaha! Fucker's head bsted like a watermelon!

  The guards began shooting again. They kept on reloading and shooting for the five minutes or so. But I wonder, why aren't they using grehey could ht be able to easily destroy that van. Could it be the position the van is iing them from using grenades? Ah! The transformer is down there... I see, whoever it is, must have crashed there iionally. They must know the pce pretty well and also might have some agenda in mind.

  "Stop!" One of the guards raised his fist in the air, giving everyohe signal. Everyoopped shooting and waited for the moment in anticipation.

  The guards watched as the side door of the mini-van opened.

  "RUN!" That guard threw his gun and tried to run away, but what happened was... How to say it? Yeah, a fug sughtering se from Rambo.

  The guy ihe van, open-fired his mae gun. Thanks to my heightened senses, I could see those bullets like they were in slow-motion, shredding and tearing the guards as if they were paper in a shredder, with no way of evading. Those bullets are heavy-duty, like armor-pierg or something simir. The sound of the mae gun echoed in the night. Everywhere blood, bullets, and bodies were sprawled around, creating a pletely bloody se. Even the night seems like a living nightmare.

  Within seds, everyone was either down on the ground, their heads burst open while blood was still gushing from them as their life left their bodies. Others were dying while groaning with blood dripping out of their wounds. Then, a guy in a bck suit jumped down from the van. His face was covered in a mask. He pulled out a shotgun from the bad then began to shoot anyone who was still alive.

  I know that suit and that style very well...

  Punisher!

  Well, this will be fun...

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