(Three days after the Lung escaped)
Logan enjoyed the fights. Betting money on dog fights always made him a profit. What made it even better? Hookwolf himself placed him in charge of this particular ring. Looking out from his private balcony, the sound of dogs growling and snarling filled the air. A large crowd of people had already gathered around the metal cage where today's contestants fought it out.
Logan frowned softly when he heard someone walking up to him. He ordered the bouncer to not let anyone through without his permission.
Nice establishment you have here Logan. The figure said as he sat next to Logan. Logan balls his fist and turns to look at his new companion.
What do you want Brad? Logan said curtly. Brad was another Empire Lieutenant that wanted his position. Being in charge of Dog fighting ring or a drug ring made a lot of money if you didn't get caught. Brad was currently in charge of a handful of dealers and from what Logan heard, the BBPD and PRT are cracking them down hard. Logan had no doubt that the Ascendancy would follow soon after. Especially after they finished off the Chinks.
Just here to admire the fights. Brad said casually as he took a cigarette out of his pocket. Taking a quick puff, they sat in silence for a few minutes before Brad broke the silence again.
Did you hear about the cape who is hunting down dog fighting rings?
Ah, Hellhound. Apparently the bitch was launching raids against every dog fighting ring in the city. It was making a dent in the Empires pocket, and making Hookwolf angry. She had no chance once Hookwolf decides she has been enough of an annoyance and has her killed. Hopefully before she manages to track down Logans ring of course.
Yeah, but I'm not worried about that whore. If she messes with the Empire, shell get the hook. Logan replied with a shrug. Logan made sure to have more guards and guns than usual. Shell be gunned down before she even gets close to us.
Suddenly, the front door burst open and two monstrous beast charged in. Why hadn't the guards alerted him?
It's Hellhound! Logan heard one of his guards scream. Soon, the sound of gunfire drowned out the sound of his dogs fighting. Pulling his gun out, Logan took a few potshots to look at Brad who was now missing. The screams of his men now drowned out their gunfire.
Damn he's gone. Wait. This was a set-up! Brad led them here. Either that or he was followed but Logan didn't care. Seeing red, Logan ran away from the fight and went to his escape car hoping that those monsters would be distracted by his guys. Making sure he had gone unnoticed, Logan reached his black SUV. Noticing someone had already climbed into the driver seat, as per his plan, Logan screamed.
GET ME OUT OF HERE!
You got it Boss." Said an unfamiliar voice. Logan didn't care to notice who it was. He wasn't going to end up one of Hellhounds pets chewing toys, or in jail! Taking a deep breath and rubbing his meaty fingers, Logan closed his eyes. Once he was safe, Brad was going to pay. Logan smirked evilly as he thought about doing the deed himself, but Hookwolf was probably going to want to do it himself.
The Empire deals with its traitors. After a few minutes, Logan was taken out of his thoughts by the truck stopping.
Were here Boss. Said his driver. He must have taken a shortcut to Logans safe house. Logan wasn't aware of such paths, but it was nice to see some initiative. Now he needed to report to Hookwolf, or have some noname banger do it so he won't have to face his wrath.
Opening his door, Logans nose was assaulted with the smell of rust and salt. This wasn't his safe house! Logans driver took him to the Docks! Looking through the Driver window, a figure in a black mask waved at him.
Quickly reaching for his gun, a voice spoke before he could draw it.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The feminine voice was young. Turning around, Logan's pupils widened. Standing in front of him was a woman in a grey uniform and cap. However, what stood out the most was the plain white mask that hid her face, it's only decoration, a simple bird singing its song.
Standing to her side, stood at least half a dozen men and women on each side. Armed with their light rifles and guns aimed at him, their black clothing made the Cape's grey stand out even more. Their armbands and patches sewn onto their uniforms signifying their allegiance to Brockton Bay's newest gang.
"Now, would you please put your gun down." Their leader said with a high and cheerful voice. "We can either do this the easy way, or the hard way."
Growling, Logan spat in her direction when the Cape sighed.
"Hard way it is then."
Logan never noticed the Driver get out of the SUV.
Waking up to the feeling of water being splashed on his face, Logan woke up abruptly to find himself chained to a chair.
"What the-"
"A pleasure to see you awake again." The same voice from earlier spoke. The cape from earlier sat across from him. Feeling rage overtake him, Logan surged forward, only for the metal chains attached to him holding him back.
"Tsk tsk. I would calm down if I were you." The cape said. She leaned back casually. "Just do as I say and no harm will come to you."
Logan glared at the Cape and spat in her direction again. Only a few drops landed on her mask which she calmly wiped away with a napkin.
"Welp. Third times the charm I guess. Do that again and your daughter won't live to see tomorrow."
Logan's rebuttal died in his throat. How did she know that? Logan made sure to keep his Empire work away from his family. The Cape leaned forward and pressed a button on her tinkertech gauntlet. A small robot looking entered the room and set itself on the table in between them.
Pictures of his beloved daughter formed above the table, along with a video that made Logan's heart freeze. His daughter was at home with her Mom and a mysterious van was parked right outside their house.
"This video is happening in real time. Tell me everything I want to know, and she won't be harmed. I'm sure what's left of the ABB would appreciate her as a peace offering." His captor said simply.
Swallowing the saliva that had built up in his throat, Logan nodded.
"Wonderful!" The Cape said with an unnatural cheerfulness. Sliding a folder in front of him, the Cape tilted her head.
"Confirm how many Empire locations there are in the city. I want the names of any dealers and people of importance."
Logan would die for this, but at least his daughter would be safe. Touching the folder, Logan spoke up again.
"Promise me you wont hurt her."
"Of course! In fact, my Boss guarantees her protection." The cheerful voice replied.
With that, Logan opened the folder and what he saw made him feel a chill in his bones. Dozens of pictures with a detailed map of the city, along with marked Empire locations. Each location was accurate, and even had pictures with those in charge. Logan even saw a picture of himself.
"Why do you need me? It seems you already had the job done." Logan asked bitterly.
"My Boss just wants to confirm and to see if there is anything we missed." The Cape said solemnly as she dramatically began fanning herself with her cap. "Now get to work."
Logan didn't know how much time had passed once he was done. Sliding the folder back to the Cape, he leaned back in his chair.
"Excellent work Logan. I'm sure Laura will be very proud of her Father. I'll be sure to have her remember the hero you are." The Cape stood up, and with another press of her gauntlet, two masked men walked in. Quickly turning to look at them, the Cape sauntered out of the room.
"Make sure you dispose of the body properly."
Logan's eyes practically popped out of his head.
"WAIT! THIS WASN'T PART OF THE DEAL!." Logan screamed struggling against the chains as one of her manwhores pulled a small revolver out of his pocket while the other took out green and orange paint. She turned her head slightly.
"I don't remember saying I'll let you live. After all, loose lips sink ships. Tataaaaa~ have fun boys."
"As you say Director Nightswan." This made Logan struggle even more when he realized something.
They were going to use him to send a message.
All Logan heard was the door closing behind Nightswan, and the following gunshot.
Amy POV
(A couple hours after Lung escaped)
Amy was tired. She spent most of her time today at the hospital healing those who were injured in the fight with Lung, or those injured by the fighting the E88 and Ascendancy caused. Amy had lost count of how many people had come in with numerous injuries. Times like these made Amy wish she could do more, but she was limited by her range and the amount of hours she could spend at the hospital on any given day.
She was only able to stay five hours today, with more people still being rushed in as she left. Pulling her phone out to call Vicky, Amy stopped herself. Victoria had invited her to go to dinner with one of her 'friends', but Amy had declined in favor of doing good at the hospital. Sighing, Amy decided to make the call.
After two rings, Vicky finally answered.
"Hey Amy. What's up? Finally done with your shift?" Victoria said before Amy could open her mouth.
"Uh yeah. I'm standing outside right now. How was dinner?" Amy replied. They didn't have much time to talk today, with school, Lung and the aftermath of today's fighting. The Ascendancy seems to keep escalating in their attacks which means more hours at the hospital. Amy had heard more than one unhappy person disgruntled with them. It mostly involved Amy healing them while they screamed about terrorists and wannabe vigilantes. Plus, it didn't exactly help that the ones screaming were wounded Merchant and ABB bangers. So far Amy hadn't seen any skinheads brought in because of the Ascendancy.
"It was fun. You should come next time. You're gonna love Taylor. Anyway I'll be there in a few minutes." Victoria said happily. Amy could feel Vicky smile from the other side of the telephone. Hopefully Taylor wasn't some random person trying to be friends with Vicky to take advantage of her.
"Sure. See you soon."
With that, Amy hung up and sat on a nearby bench. The cold air being kept at bay by Amy's hood. Checking what new thread had popped up on PHO, Amy quickly watched whatever video the Ascendancy released today. Their videos were actually well edited, and often made the PRT look rather incompetant. Amy didn't particularly care, but deep inside she felt a certain satisfaction at their embarrassment.
A few minutes later, Victoria had arrived in her casual clothes looking perfect as always.
"Hey Ames. Sorry I'm a bit late, I had a few questions for Taylor to answer before we left." That was a bit weird.
"Uh ok. What type of questions?" Amy felt her lips move on their own.
"The ones that only a thinker would know." Victoria said with a wink.
Oh no.
There was only one thinker that was in Brockton Bay that Amy knew from recent memory.
Before Amy could speak up, Victoria picked her up in a bridal hold and flew up into the air.
Amy really needed a smoke.
