Revenge Chapter two Pencil edition
Written and illustrated by Stewart Cook A quick note about the first two pages. When I finished the artwork for issue one, I kept rolling forward and straight onto issue two. However once Joel came onboard as inker, I moved away from drawing digitally and went back to good old pencil and paper. Consequently Joel worked off of my digital artwork for the already completed first two pages, which are now printed here for the first time. Page three also looks a little different as it was digitally pencilled on an iPad. I quickly abandoned that work method though as it proved slow and awkward. A HUGE thank you to Joel for being cool with me doing this release and to Anthony for being gracious in letting go.
it never leaves.
the guilt.
it never fucking leaves me be.
there’s no reason for it.
and i’m tired of it.
survivors guilt.
my courage is empty
i can’t believe he still comes here.
animals find comfort in the familiar I guess.
well... ...now it’s time for this one to roll over...
...and be dead.
what the fuck...?!
let him go!
listen friend, there’s a lot of money available for you if you turn around and walk away
you sick pile of shit drop the knife and let him go
you’re making a mistake
this isn’t what you think!
the 15th precinct. to be all torn up over this sack of crap’s demise cos we’ve got this ‘anti-violence’
so the victim at f lamingo’s has a healthy sheet of priors and i’m supposed
task force nonsense to jump all over? and now you’re telling me we get to add another murder courtesy of yesterday’s house f ire in the sherratt district?
the coroner’s saying the body that was found had received extensive injuries prior to death.
someone really didn’t like this guy.
this included having every bone in his right hand broken. a smashed right elbow, a shattered left knee and his jaw all but broken off.
so we got two men beaten to shit and killed with a lot of rage. coincidence? nope! you’ll be happy to know I’ve found a possible link between the victims
this morning taylor, i love you as much as my coffee.
WHICH IS A LOT,
dr. craig wright, M. Psych (Clin)
so tommy, if you don’t mind i’d like to talk a little further about your father.
ok.
i hope he burns in hell.
if i was to ask you to distill your feelings about him down to a single sentence what would it be?
as we discussed previously, you’re just lowering yourself to his level with these revenge fantasies. if you would just let these feelings go and try to forgive...
forgive! forgive that asshole for raping me?! for destroying my childhood... my, my entire fucking life!!
have you ever listened to a word I’ve said?!
do you have any idea how I feel?
forgive?!! fuck you!
tommy’s place
oh god, my head. never again tequila.
and of course there’s nothing on the tv for this inevitably wasted day of recovery. i wonder if I can convince tommy’s man to spring for cable?
ugh, who is that at this hour? Maybe tommy forgot her keys.
hmmm if that is tommy I hope she’s got some junk for breakfast.
did you forget your key... oh!
uh hi. i’m annie.
is tommy home?
um not right now,
i’ll wait.
is that blood? are you ok?
no.
to which part?
the hate won’t wash away.
the pain, the rage...
the shame.
oh, hey thanks for opening the door annie.
no. what the fuck does that mean? no!
great to meet you, tommy’s told me so much about you. really? well she talks you’ve about you all known each the time. other since you were kids right?
what...
the door again?
tommy better have some answers for me.
have I...
become?
cos I’m sure that shit was totally blood.
wait...
what the fuck?
fuck. can’t see straight.
mother fucker...
from what’s left of him, yeah, but we’ll need to run DNA to conF I rm
and we’re positive this is judge hewson?
you realise this all but conF I rms taylor’s theory
less supposition and more detective work martins. i want this homicide closed asap. this vigilante crime spree shit has to stop THE MAYORS SETTING UP SHOP IN MY ASS AND I WANT HIM OUT!
is that a crowbar in his ass?
yes.
we’ve got a witness. a little boy.
YOU CALLED IT. NICE WORK TAYLOR.
he’s a victim of the deceased.
honestly, i don’t know how I feel about catching this guy
we’re paid to do a job taylor and we do it. what these men have been doing is heinous but vigilante justice won’t solve anything.
i’m surprised they haven’t retaliated yet
i’m gonna killyou, you piece of shit. you killed my fucking brother.
thats right you fuck, he was a child molesting sack of shit.
i stomped his face into the urinal where he fucking belonged!
to be concuded.
unused page from issue one
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