The crimson and black clad vigilante made his way into the kitchen. bier and bier as far as one could see. Crusty sandwiches, empty potato chip bags littered the room. Revenge bent over to look for something when he heard a slight whimpering sound from the volgende room. He wasn't prepared for a dog.

When Revenge walked into the room, he saw Melody sitting on the couch. Her vorige skimpy maid costume was gone. She was covered in an untied bathrobe. Her brown hair was damp, clinging to her shoulders. Revenge walked over to the window and looked at her. A sudden bolt of lightning flashed behind Revenge and the girl looked over. She saw a large, masculine silhouette.

"Oh...oh my god." she gasped, slowly standing up, but still backing away. "You--you're him. Red Revenge!"

The silhouette didn't reply. At that moment, Handsik walked out, a pistol in hand. "Don't move, freak!"

Revenge darted for the man. Handsik fired. The bullets imbedded themselves in Revenge. The Black Hero grabbed Handsik's face and knee-slammed it. He picked the man up and slammed him into the wall, punching and punching. He reared his fist back once meer and the man cringed. 

"You treat her like she deserves." Revenge said. "Or something a lot meer lethal than my fist is coming towards your face volgende time."