What is to come;

[the_nomorehero]

[Travis stands in what looks like a sky-scraper. The room is elaborately decorated with this man sitting in front of him.

Three well-muscled butlers enter the room, each carrying a covered platter.]

So naive, Travis. If you have someone to protect, you will lose them eventually.

See for yourself.

[They lift the covers... to reveal three severed human heads: A blonde woman, a black girl, and...

Henry Cooldown.]

Now you're feeling it. That's your life losing all meaning.

[Travis is... shaking. He's sick, unable to take this blow. It's one thing to try to kill him, another to kill the only people he loves. He looks... like he's crying.]

You're gonna fucking pay.