Chapter-4 The banquet

Author's note- I would quickly like to thank JAXX118 for the advice and all my reviewers, thank you. I went back and fixed a few things in the previous chapters, I hope they are better.

Mindy walked down the hallway into the kitchen. She looked for anything to get Dave off her mind. She walked over to the large refrigerator and opened the door. There is barely anything in here.The refrigerator was empty, the only food was some mustard and slices of pizza. What the fuck, what does Dave eat?Mindy was astonished to find nothing. I am so… fucking hungry. I guess I am having pizza for dinner.She shrugged and grabbed a slice of pizza out of the refrigerator. She walked back into the living room. She sat down on the black, leather couch and turned on the TV.

How long is Dave going to take?Her patience was slipping, she pressed down on the controller button harder and harder with each passing second. I can't take it!She threw the controller down on to the floor, the controller breaks into pieces from her strength. What could he be doing? Thoughts of Dave fighting thugs without her, kept running through her mind. Whatever he is doing, he better hurry the hell up.

At the police banquet downtown-

The banquet was held in a large extravagant building, filled with rich men and women sitting at round tables, with wine glasses in hand. Everyone was wearing expensive tuxedoes and dresses. The smell of expensive perfume and cologne wafted through the air. The mayor of New York stood behind a podium at the front of the large room, he tapped his wine glass with a fork and everyone stopped their conversations. He cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Thank you everyone for coming tonight. We all need to thank the police chief, Vic Gigante. Because of him, we have no more vigilantes on the streets. Crime is at an all-time low." Everyone began clapping and the police chief stood up and took a bow. Vic Gigante was no longer a corrupt detective that worked for the D'Amico family, he was promoted and now is a corrupt police chief that works for the D'Amico family.

"Thank you, thank you." Vic Gigante sat back down, he lowered his head down to the guy sitting next to him.

"I have to go take a piss." He stood up and walked out of the banquet room. He walked down a long hallway to the men's room. The men's room was all the way in the back of the building, where no one can hear you. He opened the men's room door and strolled inside. Huh, nobody in the men's room.He walked up to a sink and began washing his hands. The door silently opened behind him and he doesn't notice. He slowly wiped his hands off and looked up at the mirror. What he wanted to see, was himself. What he did see was something completely different. He squinted his eyes. There was a weird looking green and yellow figure standing behind him. When Vic realized who it was, it was already too late. His eyes opened wide, in shock.

In one instance Kick Ass grabbed hold of Vic's head and with all his might, slammed him into the mirror. His head makes a crack in the mirror and the blow tipped him off his balance. He fell down on to the ground. Kick Ass did not waste any time and grabbed him by the collar. He dragged him further into the men's room. Vic tried to break free with his legs kicking around but can't. Kick Ass tossed him down on to the floor. He grabbed Vic's arm and pulled it around his back and began to twist it. Vic's face was shoved down on to the dirty men's room floor.

Vic screamed out in anguish, the pain was too much to bear for him. Kick Ass held his arm tighter with the intention of breaking it.

"Shut up! If I twist a little more." Dave stated.

"Ok-ok I understand!" Vic replied, the last thing he wanted was a broken arm.

"Do you know who I am?" Dave asked.

"Yea, yea, you're that Kick ass guy." He replied.

"Good… You know why I'm here. You are going to get rid of all the files you have on every superhero. You are going to stop all arrests on super heroes. I know you are on the payroll for mobsters, you are also going to stop taking their money." Vic could not believe this guy was asking all of this.

"What… You got to be fucking kidding me, the D'Amico family will have my head." Kick Ass twisted his arm further. The pain was excruciating, Vic's face turned red and sweat ran down his face.

"Ok-ok, I won't take any more of their money! I will do anything you say if you just let go of my arm!" Vic stated, he couldn't take the pain much longer.

"Good… and one more thing. Mindy Macready is not Hit girl, she is a fifteen girl who has never hurt a soul. Do we understand each other?" Vic could not stop nodding his head yes.

"Good, and if I ever hear that you are filling a report on another superhero, I will find you." Kick Ass let go of Vic's arm and stood up. He walked out of the men's room leaving Vic. He walked out the back door of the building, into a dark alley. Once he was outside, he stopped and leaned on a brick wall. He took a long, deep breath. I can't believe I just did that.He had a hard time keeping his cool.

It was completely pitch black out and Dave realized the time. Crap I have to get back home, I don't want to keep Mindy waiting. He ran down the alley, back to his house.

Vic Gigante was left on the men's room floor, shaken up. In all his forty years of his pathetic, money stealing, double crossing life, he never had his life in danger. Holy shit!He got up and ran out of the men's room. He stumbled out of the large building, leaving the banquet behind. He turned to his car and gets in, he pushed down on the gas pedal and hurried back to the police station.