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Chapter 4: Kingpin War part 1: We Three Kings
Next Day- Time Square Jumbotron
"Good Evening New York City, I'm Michelle Burns bringing you up to the minute news and our top story this evening, Spider-Man, or rather his successor of sorts, the Spider-Watcher of Alphabet City. The Spider-Watcher, now identified as Isaac Lawson, a twenty-nine year old structural engineer student was murdered yesterday night in an attempt to stop the assault of this woman, Shannon Kzolki. The spider themed vigilante was murdered by an unknown assailant however in our brief interview with Ms. Kzolki, the witness to the murder said that the assailant called himself, Hydro-Man."
Brooklyn- Butcher shop
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT LOW PROFILE MEANS!? WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!?" The Owl roared at the top of his lungs while he put the television on mute.
Hydro-Man put a bored expression on his face as he leaned back his seat.
"I was thinking of ripping Spider-Man a new asshole that's what I was thinking, but it wasn't him, just some cheap knock-off." Hydro-Man replied, "I hate cheap knock-offs."
The Owl threw his remote against the wall and stormed up to Hydro-Man.
"Newsflash, the bug is dead! It's about time you get that through your skull."
"He ain't dead, he can't be."
"No one has seen him in a year and from what I've heard about him he's not one to just ignore the crap that's been going on."
"If he's dead then where's the body! I need to see the body so I can smash it to pieces." Hydro-Man growled, "That bastard hurt me and because of him I'll never know where Tabby is or Lana. I wanna kill that blue haired bitch for destroying my relationship but they're in the wind."
The Owl let out a frustrated growl.
"Will you get over that jailbait, you pathetic wimp. You have been terrorizing women across eastern seaboard as well as the five boroughs and you still can't get over this one girl."
"Because she actually understood me." Said Hydro-Man as his thoughts turned to Tabitha, "Not to mention no one screamed like her either. It was all good until Lana ruined it and before I could get back at her Spider-Man showed up mocking me with his jokes, making me look like a fool. I bet he knows where they are, but the only way to know for sure is to find him and put him in a stranglehold and then into a watery grave."
"SHUT UP!" The Owl yelled, "I didn't give you your abilities to chase after a girl or Spider-Man. I gave them to you so you could destroy my enemies. So far you've had the training wheels on but tonight they come off, tonight is the night I've been dreaming about for years. So do not screw this up with stupid notions of revenge."
"So my revenge is stupid and yours isn't!" Hydro-Man challenged while shooting up from his seat. He stood over the Owl and for a brief moment his hands turned to water and the Owl took a small step back. He could see the facial twitches emerging on Hydro-Man's face.
The Owl knew that his enforcer of sorts was beginning to become more and more mentally unstable with each day that passed. It was a known possible side effect to the treatment that had given him his abilities. He was warned multiple times by the man that had done the procedure that it could happen and when it did he needed to be ready.
The Owl considered the small vile of blue liquid that he kept hidden in his chest pocket but the moment the thought came to his mind it was quickly thrown out.
'I need him.' The Owl thought to himself 'I need him just a little bit longer and once he's done then I'll use the antidote. I have to calm him down.'
The Owl carefully put his hands on Hydro-Man's shoulders.
"That is not what I'm saying to you at all. Morris, do you remember when I found you and I gave you hope by giving you your powers and then delivering your rat bastard of a father to you on a silver platter."
"What about it?" Hydro-Man snapped.
"Do you remember the satisfaction you had when you looked into his eyes as you killed him as you made him hurt for all the abuse that he inflicted upon you?"
"Every damn day."
"That's all that I want." The Owl replied sincerely "I helped you get your revenge and now mine is so close to being fulfilled. It's right there and I don't want anything to jeopardize that. I can't tell you how long I've waited and on the eve of my revenge you go and get your name mentioned in the news. I think this is worse that that little fiasco in Brooklyn a year ago."
"Relax no one knows what I look like."
"Fisk might. He has spies everywhere and the last thing I want is for him to see you coming."
"He won't Owlsley. He won't, none of them will. I promise you that I will kill these bastards and help you get back on top, but once that's over."
"Spider-Man and those girls are all yours to do whatever it is you please to them. Once I'm in control you'll have the ability to do anything you want."
"I can do that now." Hydro-Man said arrogantly.
"Except there are a lot of eyes that are going to be looking for Hydro-Man now, when I'm in charge, I'll make it illegal for anyone to speak your name."
Hydro-Man gently moved the Owl's hands off of him and slowly sat back down in his seat.
"Fine. I'm sorry I lost my temper."
The Owl looked at his watch and then back to the television.
"We got a few hours before it's time for the meet. I want you to gather the troops together and get them ready."
"Don't worry about it Owl, tonight everything will go according to plan, and there is no one who is gonna stand in our way."
Ravencroft
"My name is Peter Parker."
Peter looked at the eyes that were staring at him eagerly waiting for him to continue however only two sets of eyes were his main focus. One pair belonged to his counselor Dr. Ashley Kafka and the other set belonged to Eddie Brock, once known as the villain Venom.
He really didn't want to be standing up front and talking but he made a deal with Dr. Kafka that if she told him the origin of her spider-man tattoo that he would talk to her, but he didn't know that she would put him in front of the group.
Peter hung his head and shifted in his spot before beginning again.
"I'm here because I…because I lost people. I lost three people close to me and I see them in my dreams sometimes. I see their faces every time I close my eyes or even have a moment's peace to myself. It's like a never ending nightmare; their faces frozen in fear or them calling out to me asking for….."
"Asking what Peter?" Dr. Kafka urged.
Peter closed his eyes for a brief moment and in that second he saw his Aunt, Gwen and Harry standing in front of him.
"HELP!" They shouted at the same.
Peter shrugged his shoulders.
"I can't make it out." He said, "All I know is that it's…because of me that they're gone. It's always because of me."
"Do you feel guilty because of these losses?" Dr. Kafka probed.
"…..yes." he answered after a long second.
"Why?"
"It just told you it's my fault that they're gone."
"Are you're saying that you're physically responsible for these losses."
"No, not physically but it might as well have been my fault, just by them knowing me or being around me. I just feel so guilty, this overwhelming feeling of guilt. I'm the one that shouldn't' be here right now. They should be alive."
Dr. Kafka wrote a few notes down onto her pad.
"You've touched on a very interesting subject Peter. Guilt is a powerful feeling. It is an emotion that I believe is designed to keep us on an even keel so to speak. We feel guilty when we fail to do what we believe to be the right thing. We all feel it, each and everyone one of us is some capacity. I know for me if I stole something I would feel guilty, or if I failed to live up to my responsibilities to my patients. Guilt is not necessarily a bad thing but when we let it rule us, it can be a hindrance. It can pin us to the ground and keep us there for as long as we let it. If we can't find a way to accept our grief and face this guilt it can ruin us, it can ruin you Peter."
"H-How do I face it?" he asked.
"With time and help." She replied with a small smile, "I think that is enough for today, thank you for sharing Peter."
Peter nodded his head and he slowly sat back down in his seat. Dr. Kafka moved on to the next person but Peter was only half listening. He thought about Dr. Kafka's words and the words that left his mouth. He had not intended on sharing so much but the moment he started talking everything began to flow out and he had to admit to himself that he felt…..a little bit better.
Peter released a long sigh but he felt a set of eyes on him and he turned to his right to see to Eddie with a slight scowl on his face.
"What?" Peter whispered.
"If only my other half were here to see the Amazing Spider-man…defeated" He whispered to him, "We would be squealing with joy."
"There is no other you Brock." Peter returned, "The symbiote is a cancer. A cancer that has corrupted your mind."
"Don't say that." Brock said in a strong but hushed voice.
"It's true. You should be happy that Dr. Kafka wants to help you."
Eddie looked away from Peter and to Dr. Kafka who was enthralled by another story from someone in the group. He didn't care about the story; his attention was solely on her. It had been a long time since he had seen someone like her, since he had seen the smiling face of someone that truly wanted to help to him. He remembered her statement from the night before about how it would be a tragedy if he had fallen from the roof. At first he thought she was just talking but he asked her again before being escorted back to his room and she had assured him that she was being genuine with him. He believed her.
Eddie continued to look at Dr. Kafka and the more he did that he found himself admiring some of her features.
"We think she's….I think she's pretty.' He thought to himself.
Eddie felt another foreign feeling creeping up on him. As the seconds passed and he continued to stare at Dr. Kafka he found that the corners of his began to turn upwards, however as the moment came it passed as his eyes fixated on something behind her. A man with red hair that was confined to a wheelchair was rolled into the commons room and parked near the window.
A cold hand of fear gripped his spine as recognition washed over him. The fear gave way to anger and Eddie suddenly shot up from his seat knocking his chair over to the ground.
"No. No. No. NO!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Peter and everyone else stared at Eddie, however when he received a small nudge from his spider-sense, he slowly turned around and his eyes widened in shock as he spotted a man with red hair in a wheelchair.
Eddie knew the face of his tormentor and he would never forget the horrors inflicted upon him. Peter gritted his teeth as the name of the man left their mouths at the same time.
"Kasady."
Dr. Kafka saw the change in Eddie's demeanor and just as she rose from her seat to calm him he charged forward like a man possessed.
"YOU BASTARD!"
"EDDIE!" Peter and Dr. Kafka shouted.
Few feet away
The severely crippled Cletus Kasady heard the yell and turning his deranged eyes to Eddie's direction he smiled.
Eddie tackled Cletus knocking him out of his wheelchair and to the ground with his hands around his throat.
Cletus managed to chuckle in response.
"O-Oh darling, I'm surprised to see you here…and I see you remember how I like it." He gagged out.
Eddie's mind flashed through all of the horrors and torment Kasady inflicted upon him in an attempt to find out Spider-Man's true identity. He remembered how the longer he held out the more perverse pain he dispensed. He was going to kill him but an arm snaked around him.
Peter pried him off of Kasady.
"Let him go Brock."
"LET ME GO! I'll KILL HIM!"
Dozens of orderlies flocked into the commons room and they grabbed Eddie from Pete's hands and pinned him to the ground. All the while they held him he was screaming at the top of his lungs. Dr. Kafka took out syringe and a vial of clear liquid which was a sedative. She filled the syringe and as quickly as she could she injected him with sedative.
Everyone let out a collective sigh as he began to calm down.
"Take him to his room, I'll deal with him in a moment." Said Dr. Kafka.
Peter watched as the orderlies dragged Brock off to his room. A grunt that almost sounded like a laugh caught his attention so he turned to Kasady to see him sitting up as best his crippled body would allow. He remembered the last time he saw the deranged red haired villain and just how he ended up in his current condition. Peter was surprised to see him but his disgust for Kasady had not left. Kasady looked at him and narrowed his eyes.
"Have we met before?" Kasady asked.
"I think you would remember if we did." He said.
Dr. Kafka rushed into view and began to help back into his wheelchair. Peter turned and walked away from him with a sense of dread shadowing over him with each step he took.
Hallway
Peter quickly made his way down the hallway, making a line straight to the room that he shared with Gavin.
'First a really freaky dream, then a voice in my head, next Brock shows up and not long after Kasady. If I was anyone else but me I'd say it was a coincidence but it can't be.' He thought to himself as he reached his room.
Peter entered the room and immediately began to fall into pitch black open space. He managed to get a look at his door as he was falling and disappeared into a puff of red mist. The pull of gravity intensified and he fell faster through the black space around him.
Peter's spider-sense came to life and so he rolled forward and deftly landed on seemingly solid ground. It felt cool to the touch however he noticed that the ground was not as solid as he believed it to be. He could feel it moving and shifting a little under his weight. A tiny spider moved from the ground and onto his bare foot and the creature was soon followed by a dozen more. It only took him a moment to realize he was standing on a ground made of spiders.
"I'm positive that this isn't a coincidence."
"You are correct Mr. Parker, it's not a coincidence that two of your worst enemies are within arms reach of each other. I believe that there is an old saying to keep your friends close but your enemies closer."
Peter let out a sigh.
"Helen Mirren, you're back so soon and you're quoting Michael Corleone, lovely." He said.
The voice chuckled a little.
"Seriously, who are you?"
"A question you need to be asking yourself."
Peter felt the ground beneath him rumbling a little before he spotted something rising out of the ground in front of him. It was a wide mirror that showed his reflection.
"Are you just a man, or are you something more."
The reflection in the mirror changed to that of a large black spider standing on what looked like two legs before shifting into the Amazing Spider-Man. Peter looked at himself and then turned away. A mirror emerged from the ground to his right showing him another image of Spider-Man.
Peter turned to the left narrowing his eyes as a mirror was there waiting for him. The Amazing Spider-Man reflection waved at him.
"I'm not him anymore."
"I beg to differ."
He gritted his teeth and jumped out of the center of the mirrors and landed a few feet away.
"Let me out of here." Peter demanded.
"I can't do that just yet." The voice said seriously.
"Let me out!" he yelled, "I gave it up alright, get that through your head lady."
"You can't give up who you are young man."
Peter lowered his head.
"Why are you bothering me? If you're some evil entity that I've pissed off can we just skip to the end?"
"I'm not an evil entity Mr. Parker. I'm a real live person that's trying to help you and possibly your friends in the process."
"Which friends?" He asked.
The spiders beneath him rumbled again and from the ground Daredevil, Luke Cage, and Iron Fist emerged.
"A war is brewing Mr. Parker. In your absence an old enemy has returned and ignited a War. A War of the three Kingpins and with all wars there lies the potential for casualties."
Peter heard the sound of rumbling coming from behind him and he turned to see the Black Cat standing behind him.
"Felicia." He whispered.
A wave of red mist washed over him before it formed into two separate mirrors, one with Felicia putting on her Black Cat costume and then other of his friend Matt Murdock getting ready as Daredevil.
"They are in danger and need your help. They need Spider-Man's help, so what are you going to do?"
Hell's Kitchen- 7:30pm
Matt Murdock stood in front of the window inside his apartment dressed in his scarlet clad costume. He gripped his mask tightly as his radar senses allowed him to 'see' everything around him. The city was quiet, too quiet for his taste. On any given day there were numerous crimes happening, too many to count sometimes and even though he wouldn't get to all of them he got to as many as he could but tonight and several nights before, it was quiet. There were no police sirens, screams for help, or husbands beating wives, there was not so much as a conversation about crime. It was unsettling but only because he knew the reason.
Wilson Fisk, Mr. Negative, and The Owl, the so called three kings of New York City had called a meeting for tonight to discuss a cease fire. The fate of the city going forward depended on how this meeting turned out. If they came to an agreement then there would be some semblance of peace, if not there would be War. So far they have only been taking pot shots at each other but if it continued there was no doubt that thing would get louder and messier.
Matt gritted his teeth.
'Three Kings, huh?' he thought to himself.
For the better part of a year he had been hammering the warring underworld and attempting to prove that he was the new Kingpin in town. If that's what the criminals, thugs and thieves needed to stay in line then he would be that person. In the beginning it had worked but everything had been derailed when word that Wilson Fisk had returned with a vengeance and the first casualty of course was his wife Vanessa. The cops ruled it a suicide but when he broke into the coroner's office and examined the body for himself he could smell the leather from the gloves that had been around her throat, the heavy scent of male deodorant that stuck to her body. He felt the deep and large hand imprints upon her neck and immediately knew that she had been murdered and who had murdered her.
He didn't lose any sleep over Vanessa's death but he knew that her death was not the last. It wasn't. Fisk and Bullseye had been on a killing streak that left no stone unturned. The mob families fell back in line within a few weeks of his return giving him more muscle. The splintered thugs that tried to form their own side business without his say so were dealt with and when all seemed like it was about to fall into place, Mr. Negative and his inner demons stormed upon the scene.
Mr. Negative fought back, declaring that he owned New York but Fisk was there to retaliate, and not long after the Owl threw his hand into the ring. At first no one took him seriously until his mysterious assassin popped onto the scene. The assassin was swift and almost invisible because no one had ever seen him and it seemed that he loved to drown his victims. Matt had gone to one of the crime scenes but there had been no trace of the assassin, only water everywhere. And he couldn't track any scents from the water.
He did his best to reclaim the ground he had lost but everyone feared the three kings more so than the Man without fear. He knew he had to do something drastic and dangerous to make everyone fear him enough to do as he commanded and thankfully the Lord had provided him with such an opportunity.
Matt slipped his mask over his face and he opened his eyes.
"All the players in one place, I take em down and everyone will know that I am the new Kingpin. The streets will be safe."
"I still think it's a dumb idea." Came the voice of Luke Cage.
Daredevil could 'see' him through his three hundred sixty degree radar sense. He was sitting at the table that was behind him eating a turkey sandwich and drinking a beer, next to him was his best friend and heroes for hire partner Danny Rand aka Iron Fist.
"And let me make a correction. You said when I take them down. I think you mean when we take them down?" Danny questioned
Daredevil turned to face his friends and he shook his head.
"No, this is something I have to do alone. I started this thing well me and Spidey but he's gone so it's up to me to end it. Also I don't want to endanger anymore of my friends because…"
"Cut that crap short man. You ain't our Moms or Pops. We're adults we knew the risk when we signed up." Luke interrupted.
"And Colleen is doing okay." Danny chimed "Misty told me she's healing well, she's more pissed that she let Bullseye get the drop on her on that last raid."
"I knew we shouldn't have split up." Daredevil said, "Look I know you all know the risk but, please just do me a favor and sit this one out. I gotta go or else I'll be late for the meeting. In the meantime you guys need to keep at that missing person's case."
Daredevil turned away from his friends and headed for the window. He opened it and jumped out, using his Billy club to swing to the next building.
Luke and Danny watched him go before looking at each other.
"You know we're going after him right." Said Luke through a mouthful of food.
"Of course, but let's give him a five minute head start so he thinks he's going in it alone." Danny replied, "By the way, Matt kinda brings up a point I've been meaning to ask you. How goes our missing person."
Luke took a long swig from his beer as he heard the question from his partner.
"Yeah, I found her."
"And you're just now saying something?" Danny questioned.
"It was last night and it was by chance. I almost didn't recognize her without the pink hair."
"So did you talk to her?"
"…something like that." Luke responded "She's in a bad way right now and I think the best thing is that until Jewel…..Jessica is ready, we need to keep our distance."
Danny rolled his eyes and he checked his watch.
"Four minutes to go."
TriBeca- Hardy Penthouse
Felicia slipped her domino mask over her eyes as she walked towards the balcony. She heard the phone ring behind her and the sound of her sister Valerie filtered through the speakers.
"Felicia pick up the damn phone." She demanded "I know you're there dammit. You're being such a selfish little child you know that. Dad is getting worse and he wants you here with him, we all want you here with us. FELICIA!"
The Black Cat ignored the voice and leapt over the edge.
The wind whipped through her hair however no enjoyment was felt. The call from Valerie had stirred some emotions that she had been trying to forget for the last several months to a year. Her hero, and most cherished person on earth, John 'The Cat' Hardesky was dying. The leukemia had began to rapidly spread and as each day passed he seemed weaker and weaker, a far cry from the strong and powerful man she knew him to be. It crushed her to see him that way and so a few weeks ago she walked away. She refused to see him or any of her family.
After regaining control of her company Anastasia Hardy had moved them all out of the penthouse and into a loft uptown where they would be closer together however Felicia stayed in the penthouse. She needed to be on her own to process everything on her own time. Anastasia was livid with her decision but Felicia didn't care she couldn't spend another moment watching her father, the man who taught her everything she knew about the world, die a slow and painful death. The teen's mind flashed to all the tubes in his arms and nose, the heart monitors, the bald thinning hair and pale almost ghostly white skin. It was terrible and depressing and if there was one that she hated it was feeling either of those things. She needed to do something that made her feel normal and safe and so she had went back to stealing but that did not turn out in her favor either thanks to the three kings battling it out for territory.
The Black Cat rolled in the air and fired her grappling line and swung downward in a long arc before coming back up and flipping over a roof-top chimney and running across the roof. She neared the edge and with a single leap she cleared the small gap and continued on.
The bright side of her father's illness was that it brought him and her mother closer together. In the past eleven months the two of them had found the love that had been lost between them, the irony is that it's only at his impending death he felt like he was alive again.
The Black Cat jumped off the building she was on and fell through the air before landing softly on the hood of a passing bus. She scoffed.
'I'm so tired of death.' She thought to herself 'Every time I look up someone is either dead or dying. Are you trying to tell me something God, what is with all the death and loss in my life? I know black cats are bad luck but I mean come on, this is a little too on the nose.'
The Black Cat looked down to the golden medallion that was hanging around her neck.
'At least I've got you. You are my ticket to at least a small amount of fleeting happiness.'
Anastasia Hardy, in her anger at her daughter's abandonment had officially cut her off from her money. It was one of the reasons why Black Cat went back to stealing. She not only wanted to have a good time but she also needed money. She had been getting stonewalled from the upheaval in the underworld but thankfully Valerie had been slipping her a few thousand dollars behind their mother's back which was enough to keep the penthouse but not enough to satisfy her very very expensive taste.
The Black Cat smiled as she palmed the medallion
"I sell you and get a cool fifty thousand and maybe finally get a little normalcy in my life."
She smiled as she looked forward and down the road and in the direction of the Brooklyn Bridge.
Brooklyn- Meeting Point
Wilson Fisk, the former Kingpin of Crime stepped out of his limo and adjusted the crisp white suit that adorned his very large and robust body. He surveyed his surroundings for a moment before his attention was diverted to Bullseye and the rest of the mercenaries emerging from the van behind him, each of them armed to the teeth and ready for war.
"Let's go." He commanded as he walked towards the seemingly abandoned printing press factory, that was close the waterfront of the East River.
Across the street- Rundown apartment complex
Wilson Fisk dressed in all black adjusted his high powered sniper riffle while looking through the scope at himself and his mercenaries as they entering the old factory. He smirked. The others, Mr. Negative and the Owl had already arrived and were in position. He had a clear shot of each them through his scope.
'It would be so easy, but I want them to hear the message before they leave this earth. I want them to burn in hell knowing that I will always be the Kingp….what have we here?'
Wilson slightly adjusted his scope when he spotted a white clad female figure prowling around the roof of the Factory. He narrowed his eyes as he got a close up of her beautiful face.
"Sable." He whispered as he carefully placed his finger on the trigger, but he quickly took it off the trigger as he saw her turn around. Wilson smiled as he saw Daredevil standing there behind her.
'Murdock. He's right on time. I'll let them soften each other up first before I blow their brains out.'
Down below-Apartment of Blackie Gaxton- Same time
The Black Cat entered the apartment from the fire escape, but upon entry she saw nothing but an empty living room, with a few specs of dried blood on the white carpet near the couch.
"Gaxton!" she called, "Where the hell are you?"
Across the way- Inside the Warehouse
"Well Well, looks like the gang is all here." Said Bullseye, his eyes roaming over the Owl and his henchman, then to Mr. Negative, Hammerhead, and the inner demons, "If I didn't know any better I'd say we all came with our best foot forward. It's kinda odd to bring this much heat for a truce."
"I was born at night Bullseye but not last night." The Owl retorted, "This is anything but a friendly cease fire."
"You question my motives." Fisk said wit indignation in his voice, "I gave you my word that..."
Mr. Negative spit on the ground while Hammerhead stepped forward.
"Your word is meaningless Fisk."
The Owl pointed his brown cane at Fisk.
"You really expect us to believe that you wanted to come to an accord. You must think we're stupid."
"I think you're reasonable men who want to end this pointless war." Fisk replied.
"It's not pointless Fisk!" The Owl snapped, "This is about reclaiming something you took from me. Do you remember what that was?"
Fisk stared at him for a long moment, studying his features before putting a cocky smirk upon his lips.
"Your dignity from the looks of you." He said.
"THAT'S RIGHT!" The Owl roared, "MY DIGNITY!"
"Heh, like you had any to begin with Owlly." Bullseye added.
"Fine. Since none of you will listen to reason or kiss the ring then there is only one thing left to say…..WAR!"
Up Above
Daredevil used his Billy club to block an overhead strike from Sable's sword. The scarlet clad vigilante's attention was on her but he could hear the conversation going on down below. He could tell that it was beginning to shift into something ugly by the sounds of their heartbeats quickening.
He suddenly jumped back, dodging a mid range slash from Sable. In a matter of seconds his well laid plan to sneak up on the so called three Kingpins was shattered when he noticed Sable perched on the roof. He thought he could sneak up on her and knock her out but she was skilled and heard him before he could make his move leading the current skirmish between them.
Daredevil kicked her in the chest and she returned with a spin kick to his jaw. He saw an outline of her sword coming from his head and so rolled forward making her miss. Sable gritted her teeth and doubled her efforts to behead the vigilante.
Sable pulled out a gun and tried to shoot him but he knocked it out of her grasp with a palm strike. She went low to sweep him but he lifted his front foot, however she was expecting that and came up with her sword and slashed him across his chest, slashing through his armor slighting and catching skin. The dripping blood that trickled from the wound was magnified thanks to his enhanced senses.
Daredevil dodged another attack from Sable and he blocked out the pain as well as the trickling blood only to hear a sound that made his blood run cold. The sound of a weapon being cocked.
'Rifle.' He thought to himself.
SPIFFFFFFFFFFFFTTT! Came the sound of the bullet zooming through the air.
Daredevil had enough time to gasp as the bullet pierced his shoulder. It went through him and struck Sable in the collarbone, shattering it upon impact.
"ARGHHHHHHH!" Daredevil and Sable roared out, both clutching their wounds. "See you in hell Murdock!" came Fisk's voice through the air just as the sound of another bullet being shifted into the weapon and about to be fired.
DD gritted his teeth and in spite of the pain he lunged forward, spearing Sable across the waist just as the bullet that was meant to end the both of them whizzed past.
CRASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Came the sound of the two of them crashing through the skylight and falling down below into a hail of bullets.
Same Time- Inside Gaxton's apartment
"GAXTON! WHERE….." Black Cat started then stopped.
He almost didn't make a sound but she heard him and she saw his shadow off the wall in the corner of her eyes. Black Cat ducked and then rolled forward, the knife missing her skull by mere inches. She brought her leg around and swept her attacker off of his feet. She saw that it was the Prowler and her eyes widen in shock.
'DOUBLE CROSSED!' She shouted in her mind.
"GIVE IT BACK!" The Prowler yelled as he got to his feet and lunged managing to grab her by the neck and slam her into the wall, "GIVE ME BACK MY MEDALLION!"
"F-Finder's….K-Keepers, losers….get kicked in the balls."
The Black Cat swung her foot forward catching him in the groin but her foot hit a metal plate.
"Well, damn, balls of steel." She said while flexing her claws and sinking them into the mechanical gauntlets on the Prowler's wrists.
KRZZZZZ! KRZZZZZ! Went the sound of her nails piercing the electronics inside.
"GAH!" he shouted "YOU FOOL!"
The Prowler instantly let her go and he looked at his gauntlets. The masked man's eyes widened as his right gauntlet felt like it was on fire and as quickly as he could he got the device off and he threw it away and into the kitchen.
KRZZZ! KRZZ! KRZZ! FWOOOOOOOOOOOM! Went the sound of the malfunctioning device as it went up in flames and fired thin but high powered lasers in every direction. The Prowler and the Black Cat both dove for cover as the thin lasers pierced the walls, the floors and the roof.
Roof
PFTTTTTTTTTTTTT! Came the sound of one of the laser emerging through the roof. Wilson Fisk turned away from his sniper rifle and to the hole that was several feet behind him.
"What the hell?"
The lasers continued to fire out until one hit the stove gas-line. The Prowler saw the broken line, the seeping gas and finally the window which was his only means of escape.
"Not again!" He growled as he got to his feet and charged towards the window.
Black Cat spotted the broken gas line and the sparks and laser's popping off of the Prowler's broken gauntlet.
'I have the work luck in the world!' She thought to herself as she started after the Prowler.
BAMM! Came the sound of the closet door busting open and someone falling out. Black Cat stopped and spotted Blackie Gaxton bound, gagged and bleeding and mumbling for her to help him.
'Leave him, leave him, leave him, leave him, leave him, leave….DAMMIT!'
She growled to herself as she went to him and hoisted him over her shoulder.
"God you're fat!" she said as she ran towards the window.
The gas seeped towards the sparking gauntlet and it instantly ignited.
KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Up Above
Wilson stood to his feet as he heard the loud explosion, followed by the building below him rumbling and wobbling.
"Ah hell." He said but at that moment he heard the sound of yelling and gunfire coming from the rundown factory across the street. He smirked but it vanished once he heard the sound of a car come swerving around the corner. He looked down and saw a familiar looking Cadillac. The Cadillac sped towards the factory and bashed through the front.
"Cage." He cursed as he tried to quickly get back into position.
Fisk looked through the scope and saw the inner demons, his hired guns along with himself, Daredevil, Sable, Bullseye, Luke Cage and Iron Fist fighting it out. He took his eyes off of them and looked at the Owl. He saw Hammerhead grab the Owl by the front of his green coat.
"It's like taking candy from a baby." He said as he let off a single round that struck Hammerhead in the hip giving him a clear shot of the Owl. He squeezed the trigger right when the building below him gave off another explosion which threw off his shot and nicked the Owl in the head.
Fisk felt the roof cave inwards and into a blazing inferno. He managed to grab hold of the edge of the roof and prevent himself from behind consumed in the flames. Fisk hung on for dear live but the heat mad his hands sweaty and he could feel himself loosing his grip. The screams from the people that lived in the in the unkempt and rundown apartment building filled his ears as they ran outside as did the sound of the crumbling edge he was holding onto. Wilson watched in horror as the bricks broke apart and sent him falling forward and down to the street below.
Printing Press Factory: Few seconds Before the explosion
CRASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Everyone looked up as Daredevil and Sable came falling through the skylight among a hail of bullets from down belw. The two of them landed on the catwalk that was a few feet up above.
BANG! BANG! POW! POW!
"KILL THEM!" The Owl shouted as he grabbed one of his henchman and pushed him forward.
Bullets riddled the air and several hit the weak supports of the catwalk making it jostle and fall down below.
CLLLLLLANNNNNNNGGGG!
The Owl gritted his teeth as he looked around for his ace in the hole but he had yet to show his face.
'Damn you Morris!'
The Owl watch his men take care of business but for every one they hit one of them fell to the ground thanks to either the Inner Demons or one of Fisk's mercenaries. It was a firefight he knew his men couldn't win however he didn't need them to win just stall long enough for Hydro-Man to make his appearance and take everyone out.
The Owl ducked as a bullet ricochet off the metal printing machine he was hiding behind.
Bullseye quickly tossed some throwing stars at Mr. Negative hoping to hit him but one of his inner demons jumped in the way and took the throwing stars to the head. He said a curse as he took out more throwing stars and began to throw them at his targets.
Sable ignored the pain in her shattered collar bone while zeroing in on Bullseye who miraculously had his back to her from her spot on the ground.
'One shot!'
Sable forced herself to her feet and dashed towards Bullseye, her sword poised to skewer him. She was close to killing him when a flash of white out the corner of her eyes caught her attention. Wilson Fisk thrusted out a hard side kick that nailed her in the stomach which knocking her to the side and sent a wave of pain through her body. Bullseye turned and smirked at Fisk however the smirk was wiped away as Daredevil appeared and kneed him in the face knocking out a tooth in the process.
Daredevil landed and spun around and back fisted Fisk in the face. In a split second he got a chance to 'look' at Fisk but he noticed that his heartbeat was wrong.
"Who are you?" he demanded however he got his answer with a swift kick to the chin from Fisk. Fisk charged at him with two hard punches, another kick followed by a palm strike to his nose which earned a train of blood leaking from his nose.
'Too fast.' Daredevil thought as he did his best to defend against the flurry of attacks that came from the oversize man.
Bullseye spit out blood but had no time to dwell on it because Sable tried to take his head from his shoulders with her sword. She had recovered and doubled her effort to kill him. Bullseye roared a he felt the tip of her sword slash his arm.
The crazed assassin rolled out of the way and attempted to create some space from her and in his brief reprieve he looked to his left to see Daredevil jump over Fisk and punched him in the face. Bullseye spotted Sable gearing up for another attack and an idea formed in his mind.
He grabbed his last throwing star and threw it at the man without fear. Daredevil smacked it out of the way with his club and then threw his Billy club at Bullseye who snagged it out of the air.
"Thanks, I needed that." He said while using the Billy Club to block Sable's sword from stabbing him in the chest.
Daredevil turned away from the two of them and to Fisk who at that moment grabbed his injured arm bending it into an arm lock.
"Argh! No way you're Fisk." He whispered pain evident in his voice.
Daredevil felt a surge of agony travel through his arm and for a moment it disoriented him, but the sound of tires and the smell of a familiar aftershave approaching his position gave him a brief moment of reprieve.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECHHHHHHHH! BAMMMMMMMMMMM!
Everyone briefly turned to the front of the factory as a Cadillac came barreling through the front.
"Just in the nick of time." Daredevil said to himself.
Luke and Iron Fist quickly got of the car and joined the firefight. The Bullets bounced off of Luke's skin while socking an Inner demon in the face.
"POWER MAN AND IRON FIST COMIN THROUGH!"
Hammerhead charged head first through the Owl's henchmen head until he reached his main target. The Owl stood there unafraid of the towering cybernetic thug. Hammerhead grabbed him by the front of his green cloak.
"Mr. Negative says your time is up." said Hammerhead.
PFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTT! Came the sound of the bullet striking and going through his hip bouncing off of the cybernetic implant. The pain was intense and caused him to release his hold on the would be Kingpin.
The Owl watched him go down and then looked in the direction the bullet came from.
He stood there waiting for imminent however death did not come for him. A second bullet came flying forward but grazed the side of his head. The wannabe Kingpin then felt Hammerhead grab him again strike him in the face with his head breaking his nose. He laid there on the ground bleeding.
"HYDRO-MAN HELP!" he yelled through the noise and the pain of his severely broken nose.
"GET OVER HERE!" Hammerhead growled as he crawled towards his enemy.
He may have been injured but he would not disappoint his master.
Outside- Waterfront- East River
A few feet away from the old printing press factory where the three kings of New York fought desperately for their throne to the city, the calm water stirred intently. It slowly began to bubble before it started to churn and twist in a circular motion.
The twisting water grew bigger and bigger until a large cyclone of swirling water emerged in the middle of the East River. A second longer passed until a giant column of water shot out of the middle of the vortex of swirling water. The column hung high in the air for a moment before arms emerged on either side of it, followed by a torso forming and finally a head composed entirely of water.
Hydro-Man laughed as he felt the power coursing through his watery veins, he was connected to a vast source of water and it made him feel invincible. The twisting cyclone of water that was his lower body moved towards the old factory where the sounds of gun fire and yelling echoed in the night.
The watery fiend, with his giant hands reached forward and grabbed the factory roof. He easily ripped the ceiling off of the warehouse and threw it clear across the river where it crashed into the streets of Manhattan with a loud thud.
Hydro-Man lean forward his eyes roaming over the three Kingpins and their hired guns who stared up at him as if he was God. He loved the look and it only empowered him even more.
"PEEK-A-BOO, I SEE YOU!" He said, his voice booming and menacing.
All of the remaining mercenaries and inner demons turned their weapon unto the towering Hydro-Man and began to fire. The bullets hit his water which did nothing but make him laugh harder and louder.
"COME ON! IS THAT THE BEST YOU GOT! HAHA! POSEIDON EAT YOUR HEART OUT!"
"BENCH!"
Hydro-Man heard his name and he spotted the bleeding Owl rising to his feet.
"You're late!"
"So what." Hydro-Man returned, voice booming over all of them "I'm here now."
"KILL THEM ALL! BUT LEAVE ME FISK ALIVE" The Owl ordered.
Hydro-Man turned his attention back to everyone else while holding up his giant fists made of water.
"Well folks you heard the man. It looks like all of you are about to sleep with the fishes, HAHAHAHAHA!"
Hydro-Man brought both of his fists down filling the entire factory with water, consuming everyone inside except the Owl who was safe inside of an air bubble formed by Hydro-Man.
The Owl watched with gleeful smile upon his bloody face as his henchman and enemies all struggled to hold their breath.
"Drown them. DROWN THEM ALL!"
Outside- At the same time
Black Cat stared up at the giant Hydro-Man with a mixture of fear and awe. She was sporting several bleeding cuts but otherwise she was fine as was Blackie Gaxton.
"Oh My God." She whispered as the ground shook from Hydro-Man's fist slamming down.
The thief rose to her feet but at that moment she felt a punch to her stomach that rattled her insides. She dropped to her knees as the Prowler de-cloaked in front of her. The purple cape he wore had been torn and scorched. The purple mask that was on his face had been partially ripped revealing his dark skinned jawline.
He snarled at Black Cat while roughly taking his gold medallion from around her neck. He opened his mouth to speak when two gunshots rang out in the night and struck him in the chest.
The Prowler went down to the ground leaving the Black Cat alone to face her enemy, Wilson Fisk, the former Kingpin of Crime. He was sporting dozens of facial cuts that were oozing blood just like her own. She saw that a bone from his right arm was stick out of the skin and he had some partial burns to his legs, but through all of that the menacing glare upon his bleeding face is what grabbed her attention.
Fisk raised his weapon.
"I don't even know you and I know that the two of you are responsible for this. My well laid plans ruined thanks to some costumed freaks. I hate all of you." He said before pulling the trigger.
The Black Cat gasped.
POW!
End Chapter: Read and Review: Hey readers it's me Nomad88 comin back at'cha with closing comments to another awesome chapter. I want to thank everyone who has been reading and review. I hope you've been enjoying the story and I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. The first part to the Kingpin War.
The First shots have been fired and all three sides have come to the agreement that no one is willing to call a truce. So if no middle ground can be found then its WAR!
Daredevil, Luke, and Iron Fist are caught in the war in an attempt to stop it but it seems that Hydro-Man's appearance was a little too much for them. LOL! I wonder how they're going to get out of this one.
I wonder how Black Cat will survive her little predicament as well. What once again started out as a simple fence has turned into something else. LOL! She's made an enemy out of the mysterious Prowler and now finds herself staring down the barrel of the Former Kingpin of crime. And again this is only the first part.
Once more I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter because there is more to come soon. If anyone has any questions, comments, rants, or raves leave it in the review or hit me up with a PM and I'll get back to you ASAP! This is Nomad88 saying later….
PS: Captain America Civil War. Thoughts? Story great. Acting Superb. Black Panther, AWESOME! Spidey…was AMAZING, in spite of a few questionable incidents.
Next up: Kingpin War part 2: Waterworld
Summary: Hydro-Man goes on a rampage, and there is no one, not even Kevin Costner, that can stop him…or is there? Be there to find out.