DAREDEVIL: BLIND JUSTICE
By Nick Garland
Disclaimer:
Don't own these characters. Sorry to disappoint but Mr. Commercial Quesada rules the roost at Marvel…
CHAPTER 4: Showdown
Matt stared at Bullseye. The maniac was laughing and threw something incredibly accurately as Quicksilver bolted at him, someone forcing the mutant to collapse, retching. Frank Castle had a shotgun aimed at Bullseye.
"You shouldn't have come here, Lester," Murdock told his enemy, "Stand down, Frank."
"I could blow him apart from here, Murdock," Grunted the Punisher.
"That won't be necessary, Castle."
Bullseye seemed as healthy as ever, and Matt knew he had little chance against the psychopath.
"Just like ol' times, eh, DD? Just me, you an' a corpse," Smirked the blue-clad killer, "How many times have I killed a friend o' yours? Fisk… Romanov… Miss Page… Natchios, though we're good friends now I gotta tell ya… that blind broad o' yours… oh, it goes on and on, eh, red?"
"Frank, get out of here…" Matt shouted and charged at his archenemy.
"So this is the end, eh, Lester!? Well, I'm not finished with this life yet!" Murdock slammed into his enemy, punching him into a wall in a frenzy of rage and desperation, "I once swore never to take a life, Bullseye, but I broke that promise… and this time I know it's the only way! I'm ready for the consequences!"
"Then that makes this easy," Bullseye smiled as Matt crumpled, a sai, the token weapon of Elektra Natchios and her assasins, protruding from his back, "Don't worry, Murdock. You'll live. I merely stabbed you so as to ensure you will be paralysed for, oh… two days… maybe three for an average man."
Murdock groaned, rolling over…
"You're not gonna kill me…?"
"No. My employer wants you alive…" Bullseye rose and walked towards the exit, "See ya, kids."
A shotgun blast ripped through the air. Another shot. They were at the warehouse! Matt thought, before he passed out…
Steve Rogers sat in his office on the S.H.I.E.L.D Helicarrier. He sighed and cracked open a bottle of beer. The speaker on his desk crackled on:
"General Rogers?"
"Yes, Natasha?"
Natasha Romanov had rapidly risen alongside Rogers after the Metahuman Outlaw Act of 2009, the follow up to the Superhuman Registration Act. It was still a mystery to many as to how Steve, once the anti-registration criminal, had become what many considered a government pawn and even the head of a UN Peace-KeepingTask Force.
"We have a lead on the Avengers killer," She told him in her soft, Russian accent, "We have found the whereabouts of Elektra Natchios… and an agent on the scene is swearing to God that he saw Lester Sanderson leaving the scene."
"Bullseye," Hissed Rogers, "I want a strike team at that address within the hour… hidden. I'll meet them there."
"Yes, sir."
The game is on, Thought Rogers, Natchios is mine!
Matt stared at the ceiling. He was awake. He sensed a tall figure standing over him, smoking shotgun in hands, and gasped. Was this the end!?
"Murdock? You OK?"
Matt breathed a sigh of relief. It was Castle.
"Uh… yeah, Frank… what the Hell happened?" The blind man slowly rose. There was a body next to him. A dead body…
"Yeah. I blew that son of a bitch to Hell," Replied the Punisher, "You sure you're OK?"
"You idiot, Castle!" Murdock shouted, "He was our only lead!"
"You woulda killed him."
"I wouldn't once I knew he could tell us the truth. Now what do we do?"
"God knows." But Matt doubted that anyone knew. Not even the God that he had worshipped as a boy. That his mother had worshipped.
Hank Pym lay in bed with his wife, Janet. There was a knock at the door.
"Who the Hell's calling at this time?" Pondered Hank as he rose and slipped on a dressing gown. Hurrying to the door. Jan sat up and listed. Blam! A gunshot… the killer was at their apartment!
Jan called the powers she hadn't used in a decade, shrinking to an inch in height. The door to the bedroom crashed open.
"You! You're the killer! But... why?" She gasped as the shotgun went off!
NEXT: Murdock and Castle go looking for answers... at the estate of Elektra Natchios!