He turned the warlock around and looked him straight in the eyes as the warlock began to bleed to death. You suffered unto my wife and child and now you must pay the price. The warlock looked into Nicos eyes pleadingly.

Argh glugg.. The warlock tried to speak, but couldn't. He knew he was powerless after being cut by a witchs athame that was thousands time more powerful then he could ever hope or imagine to be.

As the warlock tried to speak, Nico opened the warlocks mouth, pulled out his tongue and sliced it off. Not only was blood spurting from the warlocks mouth, his throat was bleeding profusely. Nico held up the warlock by his shoulders and watched him die as he stared him in the eyes.

As your life is drained from you, may you feel the agony and pain you bestowed upon my wife Bella, ten-fold. May your soul be damned to hell for all eternity. Were the last words the warlock heard come from Nicos mouth as his life drained from his now lifeless body. Nico dropped the warlocks body to the ground and left it for the wild animals to devour. A proper burial for someone who had taken part in the fatal ritual of his Bellas death.

Nico walked away from the warlocks bloody lifeless body. As he was walking away, he felt a sudden surge of energy over him. He felt his chest and arms become stronger and his inner strength build. It was his first kill and he had thirty-nine more to go. With his determination for revenge, a taste for blood and Bellas help, he will seek the death of every single one of her murderers. If it takes him the rest of his life, he will brutally kill each and every one of the occult members who had taken the only thing that mattered the most to him. His dear sweet beloved Isabella.
Revenge shall be his.