Chapter Four
The Triumphant Return of Your Friendly-Neighbor hood Spider-Man
Darkness, Peter's eyes had nearly adjusted when the cell like door was thrown open and a colossal sized man seized him.
"Let me go!" Peter yelled. His Aunt would get suspicious if he'd been gone for to long.
"How long have I been here?" The blank stare of the man was actually quite scary to Peter.
"Answer me," Peter said forcefully. "You shall find out soon enough." The man grumbled as he carried Peter into a very dim lighted room.
All that could be seen were two people, talking in hushed voices before they ran away quickly.
Peter would look back on that, years from now. Wondering why he hadn't stopped the two people. They could've saved him from the terrible terror that was soon to befall him.
"Peter Parker, is it?" A grim voice said from the shadows. Then Peter noticed it. Wilson Fisk walked out from somewhere, and started towards them.
"Puny Parker, isn't that what they call you?" Wilson said with a cold laugh.
Peter slightly shivered remembering the name from his High School years.
He had been dropped by the large man and the colossal figure had left, leaving just Peter and Wilson.
Wilson bent forward and slapped Peter across the face with the back of his hand. "Answer me boy!" Wilson yelled furiously.
All Peter did was smirk. He had learned to shut his mouth in tight situations and think.
On the outside Kingpin seemed suave and calm. But inside he was thinking back to when he was just a child. The kids would laugh at him, make fun of him, and 'torture' him.
"Answer me you stupid boy!" Wilson grabbed Peter by the arm and flung him into the desk.
Peter rolled off and regained his feet. "You want me to talk? Alright, I'll talk." Peter jumped up and using the table to support himself he kicked Wilson in the jaw, staggering him backwards.
"Your nothing but a stupid teenage kid, and I am sick of you getting in my way." Wilson grabbed the side of the table and flung it across the room, slowly edging his way towards Peter.
SMASH! The window on the left wall in the room shattered and a red blur flashed across the room and landed on Kingpin, knocking him over.
"Quickly, get up." The red 'blur' reached his hand out towards Peter and he grabbed reluctantly. "Who are you?" Peter asked with a hinge of confidence in his voice.
"Names Daredevil, and we're getting out of here. If you'd like," Peter looked toward the heap of Kingpin that was starting to regain conscious, and then to the shattered window.
"Anywhere but here man." Peter grabbed Daredevil's hand and they both dived down into the street below.
Once Wilson stood up he bent out of the window to see Peter and Daredevil escaping into the dark.
Wilson yelled in rage as he made his way to the door of the room, punching into it knocking it down. "SOMEONE GET ME ELECTRA ON THE PHONE.NOW!"
Who will be burnt when Electra and Daredevil play with fire in a fight that only can be compared to the Ultimates vs. the Hulk! That's got to say something.
The Triumphant Return of Your Friendly-Neighbor hood Spider-Man
Darkness, Peter's eyes had nearly adjusted when the cell like door was thrown open and a colossal sized man seized him.
"Let me go!" Peter yelled. His Aunt would get suspicious if he'd been gone for to long.
"How long have I been here?" The blank stare of the man was actually quite scary to Peter.
"Answer me," Peter said forcefully. "You shall find out soon enough." The man grumbled as he carried Peter into a very dim lighted room.
All that could be seen were two people, talking in hushed voices before they ran away quickly.
Peter would look back on that, years from now. Wondering why he hadn't stopped the two people. They could've saved him from the terrible terror that was soon to befall him.
"Peter Parker, is it?" A grim voice said from the shadows. Then Peter noticed it. Wilson Fisk walked out from somewhere, and started towards them.
"Puny Parker, isn't that what they call you?" Wilson said with a cold laugh.
Peter slightly shivered remembering the name from his High School years.
He had been dropped by the large man and the colossal figure had left, leaving just Peter and Wilson.
Wilson bent forward and slapped Peter across the face with the back of his hand. "Answer me boy!" Wilson yelled furiously.
All Peter did was smirk. He had learned to shut his mouth in tight situations and think.
On the outside Kingpin seemed suave and calm. But inside he was thinking back to when he was just a child. The kids would laugh at him, make fun of him, and 'torture' him.
"Answer me you stupid boy!" Wilson grabbed Peter by the arm and flung him into the desk.
Peter rolled off and regained his feet. "You want me to talk? Alright, I'll talk." Peter jumped up and using the table to support himself he kicked Wilson in the jaw, staggering him backwards.
"Your nothing but a stupid teenage kid, and I am sick of you getting in my way." Wilson grabbed the side of the table and flung it across the room, slowly edging his way towards Peter.
SMASH! The window on the left wall in the room shattered and a red blur flashed across the room and landed on Kingpin, knocking him over.
"Quickly, get up." The red 'blur' reached his hand out towards Peter and he grabbed reluctantly. "Who are you?" Peter asked with a hinge of confidence in his voice.
"Names Daredevil, and we're getting out of here. If you'd like," Peter looked toward the heap of Kingpin that was starting to regain conscious, and then to the shattered window.
"Anywhere but here man." Peter grabbed Daredevil's hand and they both dived down into the street below.
Once Wilson stood up he bent out of the window to see Peter and Daredevil escaping into the dark.
Wilson yelled in rage as he made his way to the door of the room, punching into it knocking it down. "SOMEONE GET ME ELECTRA ON THE PHONE.NOW!"
Who will be burnt when Electra and Daredevil play with fire in a fight that only can be compared to the Ultimates vs. the Hulk! That's got to say something.