Retribution - A short story

Disclaimer : All characters in this story are fictious and Any resemblance is a coincidence

Present :

I was in a daze, not knowing what had happened. All I can feel is the warmth on my fingers. As I looked down, I could see my trustworthy sidekick, a .44 Magnum dangling on my fingers. As I looked around, the carnage we had created was very much visible. I can see more blood than the water all around me.

Now I know how Retribution feels like. But what drove me here? My life and my memories just flashed across my eyes............

3 years ago :

All along in my life, I wanted to be a cop. I always felt that there was an aura surrounding a cop and wanted to feel that aura and enjoy it. I cleared every test that was thrown at me and was one of the most successful cops in my Precinct. Then came the decision that I had to take. "Pablo"

Pablo was the best hitman available in the World and they wanted someone to take him down. Why they chose me was, is and will be the biggest mystery. Was it my willingness to take chances or my only chance at glory.

I happily accepted this assignment. It involved a lot of real danger and more importantly, the highest glory which a cop could get. I started following the trails and tried to get close to Pablo. But it did not work out as well as I had hoped. He somehow managed to escape every time around. The problem was that we never had any clue on his appearance or a picture of his and we were literally shooting in the dark.

12 months ago :

I was losing my patience . This assignment is killing me. It has been two years. I had given my all, sacrificing everything, yet never came anywhere close to Pablo. But today was unlike every other day, we got a tip-off on Pablo's son's whereabouts. This was my biggest oportunity to nab Pablo using his son as a bait.

We entered La Samba club and started moving around with the crowd. Looking the rampant drug abuse by youth there, I felt sick to my stomach, but carried on to find Pablo's son who was in a corner obiviously on a high. There was froth coming out of his mouth and we realised that he had a drug overdose and hurried him to the hospital. But, he died on the way and so were our hopes of finding Pablo.

I felt bad for what happened to Pablo's son. This was the worst way to waste his life. But I didn't realize that this incident had more to it.

2 Weeks ago:

I got a call on my cell phone and it was my Precinct captain. He asked me to come home immediately. There was a sense of urgency in his call. I didn't understand the reason for this. Fearing the worst, I came back home.

It felt like a nightmare. There was smoke and ash all around and a bunch of debris at a place where my home used to stand. Everything's gone!!! I didn't know what to say or do... I never felt so numb in my life .. All my loved ones were gone... I heard my Captain whisper something into my ears.... Just one word.. Pablo.....

How did he know it was me?? How did he get to my family??.. I could not think at all...

2 Hours ago:

I got the information that Pablo was in the Jus Warehouse today, closing a big deal.. This was the chance I was waiting for... One on One.. Man-o-Man.. I wanted him so badly that I did not even take a police unit with me... None knew that I was going there...

I saw the guard stand outside the Warehouse.. I didn't warn him, no chance in hell .. I took him down with a well-aimed shot.... a hole-in-one in his heart..... Slowly I opened the door and noticed that there were four guys who were chatting.... I took out my other pistol and they were just other corpses in this battle.... This went on and on and on.... I could fathom what hatred and a desire for retribution can do...They can turn a man into a dangerous beast, which I was that moment...

Finally, I saw the man himself, "Pablo" is what they call him... the same "they" who asked me to take him down...
I could not believe my eyes, it was..... BANG!!!! a hole in my arm.... just before I could gather my senses.. WHACK!! my head never hurt like this before... I didn't want to lose my consciousness, but this was a losing battle and the world became a blank...

I don't know how long I was out cold, but woke up looking at Pablo... He was none other than my Captain.. or did I hallucinate so??? No not at all. It was all a bloody setup....They took me for a ride.... They ruined my career, my life, why?? I didn't want any answers to these questions.. All I wanted was retribution....

I don't know what took over my senses, the next thing I remember is firing my guns and everything was over...

Now I sit there, watching the carnage... Is retribution worth all this?? All of a sudden, the door opened and came another guy, whom I could not recognise. His last words were "It's been a pleasure".......