The scene opens in a deserted dressing room. Items are strewn across the room and there is a lone figure on a chair facing away from the camera. He remains seated and begins to address the camera in a frustrated tone.
All this week I have been asked 'Why'... Why did I choose to interject myself in something that does not concern me? Why has my Master seemingly deserted me? Why has Leon disappeared? All these questions have no bearing on those who ask... merely know that all these things have a purpose.
Disasterpiece... you lured me with your promise that you would help me rid WZCW of the scourge that pervades to the very core. And yet when faced with one of those who have been rotting the core of this company, you choose to put yourself as greater than those you once desired to destroy. You see 'Master'... that very action made you no better than those I was sent to destroy and put you into the crosshairs. Lama sabacthani? I care not, but know that I will anihilate you as a result.
As for Michaels... Anthony, you are a man whose words and actions contradict. You bear remarkable likeness to the man who shares your name... to the man whose betrayal of those he trusted ranks in history alongside Judas' betrayal of the Messiah, namely that of Caesar's heritage by Antony.
This betrayal was one of both words and deeds. You turned on the one who trusted you with his loyalty. You may not have struck the killing blow, and now you find yourself embroiled in a war against the one man who struck the blow. And yet, the outcome, much like this one turned out unfavourable to both those who betrayed their king. Like Brutus and Antony, you will overcome by the one whose loyalty to the path set for him.
My Master may have abandoned his cause, and his end shall be met with the very fire he judged others by, but I will overcome and the glorious era shall yet arise when I will have my vengeance, and the betrayal shall be judged Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, it seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come.
As for Leon...
There is a knock on the door and Johnny Klamor walks in.
JK: Ummm, Vengeance, there are some gentlemen outside would like to have a word with you regarding your involvement in the kidnapping of Leon.
Armed police officers enter the room, and escort Vengeance out of the room. The door closes and the camera is left in darkness. Faintly in the corner, an eye can be seen glowing on the wall, in luminescent paint.
