"There are no heroes, or villains. Just people with different agendas"

-Daredevil, Marvel Studios(A/N: I guess)

-Earth 10

-July 11, 2049

In the inside of the tower of London, also known as Big Ben, with the clock part destroyed, a man wearing a black leather jacket, dark blue jeans, peach polo shirt, missing his left arm and right eye can be seen on the floor.

"Hi there, you see that guy in incredible pain right there? Yeah that's me, John Williams.You're probably wondering 'What the fuck happened here?' and 'What the fuck happened to him?'. Well to answer that, I'll have to take you back to last Monday. I hope you like long stories." He narrated.

July 6,2149

-Broadmoor Criminal Lunatic Asylum

In the inside of a white padded cell. A bald man in a restraint jacket with a tattoo of a smile with the exes for the eyes on the back of his head and a scar in his right cheek can be seen in the corner of the room.

"Hi there, see that guy in the corner? That's me, Ryan Zane. You're probably wondering how I ended up here? Well you're gonna have to wait for my entire origin story, but to keep things short, let's say I didn't have a good child hood, that lead to some mental issues and I have thanatophobia, the fear of death, just thought I needed to let you know that, but let's be honest who isn't afraid of death? Now let's not waste any more time and get this story started." He said.

A phychiatrist then enters the room and says, "Good morning Ryan, how are you today?" He asked as he sat down in his chair.

"I'm good. How about you Dr. Gray?" Ryan asked cheerfully.

"I'm doing fine, thank you." The doctor replied.

They continue to talk in the background as Ryan begins to narrate

"That's Mark Graham, my therapist, he was a great man, "was", he was one of the people I actually liked here, if you ask me what if I had any regrets, one of them would be how I just sat there and watched as my crew "accidentally" killed him, oh yeah I forgot to tell you, before I got locked up in here I actually have a gang, my origin story will explain that part. Now back to the story." Ryan narrated.

"Now before I go I-" Doctor Graham said but then gets cut off when sirens are heard in the background. "What the hell?" He asked to himself.

"Thank you for everything you did. I hope I see you again, and sorry for this next part." Ryan said with an apologelic voice.

"Ryan, what are you talking ab-" Doctor Graham tried to ask but gets cut of again by an explosion on the right side of the cell(their right) that puts both of them on the floor. A black van can be seen parking backwards. The doors open and four thugs can be seen inside the van, one of them being the driver, three of them get out of the van.

"Let's get outta here sir!" One of the thugs shouted in a Scottish accent.

Ryan then looks at the clock at his right.

"Thirty minutes late guys," Ryan said like a teacher correcting his students. "I taught you better than this."

"Sorry sir, traffic was a nightmare." One of the other thugs said in his natural British accent.

"You would think with all of this advanced technology, we would have found some solution for traffic by now". Ryan thought to himself. "Make sure you find shortcuts before heading out on ANY kind of mission." He says as he turns around. "Now get this jacket off me." He orders as he looks at Dr. Graham. "Sorry buddy," He says as the thug successfully removes the jacket and walks to his body, then he knees. "Nothing personal." He says as he checks his pulse. "Mark?" He says as he checks for it again. "Oh shit." He mutters.

"Sir we need to leave now." A third thug said as he hands over Ryan's blaster handgun, black machete, and silver baseball bat to him.

"Yeah," Ryan said quietly, then, suddenly, he hits the thug in the head with his baseball bat, knocking him on the ground, and then shooting him in the head. "Let's go." He said calmly.

Then a guard walk's in the room with his blaster drawn out.

"Stop right there!" The old guard shouts as he points the gun at them but before he could do anything else, Ryan shoots him in the head. Ryan then slightly chuckled after he did it.

They all get in the van. Then two guards entered the room.

"So long fuckwads, I won't miss you or this place!" Ryan shouted as he points this gun at two extra guards that just entered the room. He then grabs his black modern day tommy gun with a grenade attachment.

Ryan the proceds to shoot them while laughing maniacally, the driver then proceeds to drive the van out of the asylum, Ryan then gets inside and closes the doors.

"You got the body?" Ryan asked

"Yes sir, we're headed to the location now." The scottish thug said.

"Good." Ryan said with a wide smile on his face.

"Remember when I told you about my phobia of death, well let's just say I needed to go through some... changes if I wanted to get what I want without having to deal with my phobia because let's be honest, there's no way in hell that I'am ever gonna get over it." Ryan narrated.