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Player Name: DeathstrokeSW

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Official SHIELD Intelligence Report

CLASSIFIED-Director Fury's Eyes Only

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[b]Name[/b]: Franklin "Frank" Castle (born Castiglione) 

[b]Height[/b]: 6'2" 

[b]Weight[/b]: 210 lbs. 

[b]Relatives[/b]: Maria Elizabeth Castle (wife, deceased), Franklin Castle Jr (son, deceased), Lisa Barbara Castle (daughter, deceased) 

[b]Known Associates[/b]: Linus Lieberman, AKA Microchip, Rachel Cole-Alves (Suspected)

[b]Abilities and Specializations[/b]: Advanced Hand to Hand Combat, Improvised Weapon proficiency, Expert marksman, proficiency in field medicine, Interrogation and Torture expert, high tolerance for pain, expert tactician

[b]Service History[/b]: 

 May 1997- Castle, Age 18, signs up with the US Marines

August 1997-Castle completes boot camp, and goes home to Queens, where he meets his future wife, Maria, whom was working as a doctor at a nearby hospital. Over the next several months, she teaches him basic anatomy and basic medicine, while the two begin a romantic relationship. He extends his tour until 2004

September 2001-following 9/11, and the president's declaration of a war on terror, Castle is deployed to Iraq, and it is there his combat skills are honed. 

April 2002-On temporary stateside leave, Castle is approached by a MARSOC recruiter and accepts. 

August 2002-Completion of his Special Forces training. He is then reinserted into Iraq as part of a Black Ops unsanctioned team meant to destabilise enemy operations

December 2003- Castle's unsanctioned team encounters an IED, their tank overturns. The Taliban then lays down fire, killing half of the 12 disoriented men and wounding three more. Castle himself is grazed. For the next four hours, a firefight ensued that ended with Castle's entire team dead, and Castle himself "very, very angry." Castle managed to dismount the .50 caliber machine gun from the roof of the tank and set up a firing position. He then managed to massacre the entire team of enemy Taliban and signal the Rescue Helicopter sent when the team missed their routine check-in. 

January 2004-Sgt. Castle is brought stateside, and in a ceremony, given the Congressional Medal of Honor.

February 2004-Frank Castle is honourably discharged from active military service. 

[b]Post-Service History[/b]

March 2004-Castle, aged 25, marries his girlfriend, Maria. The two then go on a two month holiday. 

December 2004-the Castles' first child, Lisa Barbara, is born. Castle, discontent with living as a civilian, tries various jobs, including EMS. He finally settles as a cop, working in his home city of New York. 

May 2007- Frank welcomes his second child, Frank Jr. 

[Agent's notes: From forensic evidence, the Castles' life was routine for the next few years]

[b]Incident Report[/b]-December 9, 2010

In the words of Frank Castle, taken from his police statement: 

"We-oh God-we were out for a walk, as a family, just to enjoy one of those rare days when I'm off and Maria didn't have to work at the hospital. So we went towards Central Park. About 25 minutes in, we came across them. Four armed assailants, most likely organized crime, executing a hit. They were about to clean up when they saw us. [...] They opened fire. My son-My SON went down first. Do you know how old he was? [...] He was three! Three for Chrissake! N-next was Lisa-my daughter[.....]She was six[...]she wanted to be a ballerina....she was even wearing a tutu underneath her coat-wouldn't leave home without it. My wife...My wife! She fell last[...]She-When they tried to shoot me they were empty, so they ran. They [...] those [expletives][....]when you catch those bastards[...]kill 'em."

[b]Post-incident intelligence[/b]:
After the investigation turned up no real leads, Frank Castle dropped off the radar for five months. No credit cards, quit his job on the force, and sold his house. 

June 2011-He turned up with a sigil. On the six month anniversary of his family's death, three bodies, all belonging to organized crime, turned up beneath a spray painted skull. Since then, Castle has left an increasing body count of criminals under the moniker of the Punisher

August 2013- 26-year-old Marine Corps Staff Sergeant Rachel Cole returns from her second tour in Afghanistan. She is discharged with honors, and is a former Silver Star recipient. 

September 2013- The Alves-Cole wedding nearly ends in disaster, but Rachel's training and military friends averted death. 

[b]Present Day[/b]

Video Recovered from Mafia Don Jack Fratteli's crime scene

The camera switches on, a dimly lit room its focus. Frank Castle, the Punisher steps into view, dragging a heavyset man bound to a chair by chains. He is set underneath the only light in the room. Fratteli is visibly terrified, and evidence of torture is clear on his face. Frank Castle is the first one to speak. "Sorry about the cliche lights. I know it's not exactly the be-all-end-all of torture rooms, but it serves its purpose." He sighs, nonplussed. "You're gonna tell me everything, Jack." A hand goes through his hair. 

Fratteli looks up at Castle, a spark of defiance in his features. He may be fat, but he is a member of La Cosa Nostra; a staunch believer in the old ways, in Omertà. "F--- you, Punisher!" Castle sighs and cracks his neck. "Ok. Remember, you asked for this." He reaches offscreen and pulls out a blowtorch, the flame already activated. 

Without pause or hesitation, he presses the flame down to Fratteli's knee. Fratteli screams out in pain, unable to silently bear this. Castle bends closer to his subject's ear, yelling over the screams. "Funny, isn't it? The burnt nerves are actually numb. It's the area around the burn that feels the pain. Lemme tell ya, it hurts like a mother!" 

The screaming continues, while Castle looks on, unfazed by the twisted agony of the ageing crime lord. When he finally puts the blowtorch away, Fratteli is flinching with pain. He still screams despite the fact that the air should have left his lungs already. A booted toe kicks the chair out from under him. The so-called "silver-tongued don" lies on his side, still chained to the chair, still screaming. Another kick turns screams to coughs. 

Castle crouches down. Already terrified eyes fix their gaze at the skull emblazoned on his chest. "Why are you doing this? To me? To the other Families?" Fratteli spits out, anger outweighing the fear of the gun now pointed at his forehead. 

Castle utters a single word, the trigger pulling back slowly. 

"Punishment." 

The video abruptly cuts off as the sound of a gunshot is heard, the battery apparently dead.[/hider]