That night, in a desolate section of Coney Island, a pickup truck and a van converge under a high dock. Two men in the pickup's bed get out, carrying a large crate while more men leave the van and the truck's cab. They drop the crate between them in the sand and open it, revealing automatic rifles and clips. The men from the van nod to one another and hand over a briefcase, which is opened to reveal several large bills.

Just then, Luke Cage lands on top of the van's roof, caving it in, and stands slowly, letting the men get a good look at him. "It's Luke Cage," one of them shouts and they turn, pulling handguns from their jackets and take aim. Cage leaps off the van with his arms spread out and close-lines two of them, then sends another flying with a punch to the chest. The rest of the men quickly reach into the storage crate and begin puling the automatic rifles out along with the clips. A shotgun is pulled and fired. Cage twists to the side a bit as the bullets bounce off his chest, then he brings his fist down, breaking it in half before headbutting the man into unconsciousness. With the automatic rifles finally loaded the rest of the men open fire, pelting Cage with high-powered bullets that knock him down as they bounce off his skin. He begins to get back up but the barrage pushes him down a slope in the sand. He grits his teeth in frustration as he places a single hand over his face. Soon, bullets stop flying, the clips run dry, and they fall out. "Reload," one of the men calls out and they quickly begin to do just that as Cage gets up.

Another figure drops down between the men. One receives a punch to the face, another gets a kick to the chest, another is taken out via roundhouse, and a fourth gets his disarmed rifle shoved into the bridge of his nose. One of the men turns and races back to the pickup truck as the figure swings the disarmed rifle around, taking out the last man. Cage brushes himself off with a dull look in his eyes, "What are you doing here, Danny?". Danny, now decked out in his K'un L'un gi turns and faces him, "I was about to ask you the same question."

The man in the pickup truck, hops into the bed and pulls a sheet back, exposing a rocket launcher. He stands up and takes aim, "Hey assholes!" Cage and Danny both turn in time for a rocket to be fired their way. Danny summons the Iron Fist and stands ready while his fist glows with amber chi energy. The rocket flies to him but he takes a swing, knocking it straight into the air where it explodes. Cage, meanwhile, kicks the front of the truck, forcing it to lurch and make the man topple out of the bed and to the ground. Finally, Danny turns to Cage, "We need to talk," but Cage ignores him and opts to go behind the truck, "Yeah. Let's talk."

As the man picks himself out of the sand, Cage snatches him by the back of his jacket and shoves him against the truck, "I see you and your boys got a gun-running operation going. Tell me about your connections."

"Well,... uh...," the man stammers.

"Well, uh, uh, nothing," Cage grabs him by the shirt, "I wanna know about the Maggia."

Danny approaches, "Luke, what is all this?"

"I don't know anything about a Maggia," the man tells him.

Cage raises a fist, "I see. You forgot. How about I break a few ribs to jog your memory?"

"Luke, that's enough," Danny grabs Cage by the forearm, "Whatever you're after, these men don't know about it."

Cage turns and glares, but says nothing.

"Whatever's happened, we need to deal with it together," Danny continues.

Cage turns back to the man and leans in close, "I know where to find you people. I will see you again and I'll be getting answers."

"Sure. Sure. Whatever you say, man."

Cage lightly slaps the man across the face and renders him unconscious, then turns to Danny, "Now we can talk."

Danny has removed his mask as they walk along the beach of Coney Island. "What's going on, Luke?," he asks, "I heard you had a run-in with some terrorist who took over your mind."

"Not just my mind," he explains, "He took Jessica's too."

"Jessica Jones?," Danny exclaims, "My God. Is she all right?"

"Yeah, she's okay now. At least physically. He made her attack me," Cage gets quieter, "She ended up in a coma. She recovered but it was all too much to deal with. We're separated at the moment."

"I'm so sorry, Luke. I wish I could have been here."

"I know. You had a trip to Asia to go on."

Danny stops, "Luke, you need to understand something. That trip to Asia was a mission. I was summoned to another world. Misty was nearly killed, too... There was nothing I could do."

"I understand."

"So since Jessica was hurt you've been going after random criminals for information? What was it you were asking that guy about? The.. Moggia?"

"The Maggia. It's a secret criminal organization. From what I know, they got people all over the world. This guy I fought, Zebidiah Killgrave, he worked for them. He's dead now but the rest of the group is still out there somewhere. I've been tracking them down ever since."

"Randomly breaking up crime rings and ignoring your responsibilities is not the way to do it. They're talking about you on the news. Rand Corps might get rid of Heroes For Hire all together if this keeps up. Not to mention the fact that you are still on parole and becoming a vigilante is not going to help you stay out of prison. This could ruin your life."

"I don't care about that anymore. I just want to take these people down. If I die doing it, then that's what happens."

"What about Jessica? Are you going to leave her alone? You still have friends. You still have loved ones."

"Yeah, I know. From what I've seen, they're better off not knowing me. All they do is get hurt," he places a hand on Danny's shoulder, "Danny, if you know what's good for you, you'll stay away from me. It won't end well for you."

"Seems to me, you need me around more than ever," Cage begins to leave, so he races after him, "Luke, I told you about my parents. How they were murdered and I sought vengeance. It was eating away at my soul. If it wasn't for Colleen and Misty, I would have made some pretty big mistakes."

"Yeah, Misty's a great girl," he turns back to face Danny, "You're lucky you have her around. I don't have anyone like that in my life anymore," with that, he leaves.