vengeful one.

Sitting in a room, Deep in the depths of his home was a rich man. hidden away from  something....Someone,  up stairs, Though he had called for his guards none had come. Nothing to help him, To save him.
He had abandonned even his wife and children to save himself here. He peered at the screens in this hidden room. panicked at the brutality  that this...thing had displayed to his wife and eldest children, though the thing had passed over the rooms of his younger ones.Slowly this creature had made his way to the place this rich man was residing. the rich man took a minute to breath feeling that with the hidden entrance he would be safe, And even if some would be foe of his would tip off a madman to it's location that the intruder would be unable to get through an inch of solid metal.

This thing had stopped at the entrence, And winding up it punched through the entry way to the rich man's panic room. A wide grin adorning it's shy pale face "Do you know who i am?" it asked, barely above a whisper.

The rich man shook his head, "n-no, I'll give you anything you want! money, Political power, Just leave me alone." the rich man said falling back and scooting backward.

The thing shook his head "I am the vengeful one. And you who have imprisoned the young, and have fought to destroy the rights of many, Have angered my boss." The creature pointed in the man's direction  a revolver, and on it was engraved a cross.

All it took was the pull of a trigger, And the rich man was sent to where he belonged, Forever to be tortured with the weight of the wealth he placed above everything on his back