THREE MONTHS AGO ...

JAKARTA ...

In a shipping warehouse, several men lie unconscious with various weapons alongside them. The sound of a physical conflict can be heard. Soon, a man is thrown to the ground. He begins to pick himself off the floor, but soon collapses and falls unconscious. A pair of boots step forward. The figure wears a green duster jacket, yellow tape wrapped around hist fists, and a yellow Iron Fist mask covering the top part of his head. Danny Rand catches his breath and behind him, more storage sheds stretch out into a long hallway. Several more men come out from around the corner, holding weapons. Danny sighs to himself and slowly turns around to face them. They let out a battle cry and run toward him. He silently comes at them as well.

He kicks off the wall and spins into a flying roundhouse, taking out the first man in the crowd. He ducks under one attack, allowing the man to pass behind him as he drops into a sweep-kick, dropping another man. He pops back onto his feet and spins into a kick to the chest of the foe behind him, then he brings the heel of his foot across the face of the man on the ground to knock him out. A man attacks with a hammer, but Danny catches his arm and twists it around as a man with a lead pipe attacks, tricking him into knocking the hammer away form the other man's grip. He kicks the man in the chest to put distance between them and, while holding on to the first man's arm, takes him out with a punch. The man with the lead pipe comes at him again, but he catches his arm and flips him onto the ground. Danny briefly turns, kicking the man at his side before returning to the opponent at his feet and takes him out with a punch.

An opponent swings a chain overhead before bringing it down. Danny catches the chain, allowing it to wrap partially around the back of his knuckles before pulling him forward and taking him out with a clothesline. He flips his wrist, wrapping the chain around his fist the rest of the way before charging toward the final set of foes. He takes one out with a single punch, backhands the next, then leans back to avoid a fire-axe. He stuns the man with a palm-heel, then renders him unconscious with a punch from the chain around his hand. The final foe leaps in with a series of kicks, which Danny blocks as he steps back. He catches the man's foot, then drives the chain into his knee, dropping him to a kneeling position, then he finishes him off with a knee to the face. He slips the chain off his hand and it falls neatly in a pile below. He takes his maks off and removes the phone from his pocket, "Ward, I think it's all clear."

Ward Meachum nervously enters the hallways with a gun in his hands as he steps over the unconscious men on the floor. Danny stands next to one storage unit, holding the discarded hammer in his hand.

"I thought your source said there wouldn't be anyone here?," Ward asks with an annoyed tone.

"I guess things went sideways."

Danny smashes the lock with the hammer and the two open the storage unit. There, a single crate stands in the middle of the otherwise empty unit. "Do you think it's the manuscripts you've been looking for?," Ward asks.

"Only one way to find out," Danny takes a look at the paperwork taped to the crate, "This was getting shipped to the US. The owner is named Orson Randal. Seems he lives in Hokkaido, Japan."

Ward uses a crowbar to pry the crate open, "Orson Randal doesn't sound like a Japanese name."

"This guy has had connections all over Asia so far. Must be a citizen of the world."

Ward reaches into the crate and pulls out a box. He carefully sets it on the floor and opens it, revealing two 1911 pistols and a holster, "And he must be into antique firearms."

"This doesn't make sense. Why all the security?"

Ward picks up one gun and looks it over, "They seem pretty old. I'm sure they're worth something," he hands the gun to Danny.

Danny picks the gun up and suddenly, both the weapon and his fist begins to glow with familiar energy. "Ward?"

Ward stands up, "What the hell? Is that...?"

"Looks like it."

"But you lost that power."

"I did," he picks up the second gun and it also glows, "Looks like we have to get some answers."

NOW...

Daredevil and the Punisher struggle on the ground. Typhoid stands in front of the unconscious heroes who lie beside the empty pool. "This may take a while," she tells them, "I hope you don't mind if I leave. I have plans tonight." Colleen struggles awake as she tries to ignite the Iron Fist which quickly fades. "Nice attempt," Typhoid scoffs. Just then, the far wall explodes, sending smoke and debris flying. Typhoid stares at the hole in the wall curiously as Danny Rand strolls through it with his mask still in place, a green jumpsuit, and both guns strapped to his hips.

"Who the hell are you?," Typhoid asks.

"You don't recognize me, Walker?"

"I am not Walker!," Typhoid roars with fury.

"Danny...," Colleen croaks weakly, "... Gas... You h-have to... release it."

"Danny?," Typhoid cocks her head to the side, "Ah, I saw your file. The boyfriend."

"It's complicated."

Danny pulls both pistols and they begin to glow. He fires from both barrels and the bullets glow with energy as they fly through the air past Typhoid. They get to the wall behind her and a second later, the back of the house explodes, leaving two gaping holes to the outside. Typhoid looks at the holes curiously, then removes her gas mask, "If that's how you want to do this." Typhoid hops down into the empty pool and Danny holsters his gun before jumping down to join her. She rushes forward with several punches, but Danny calmly blocks each blow. She becomes furious and her punches grow stronger and faster, but Danny remains calm and continues to give her no measure. Finally, he raises his hand in a palm-heel across her forehead. She is thrown off her feet and lands on the floor, unconscious. Soon, he comes back to Colleen's side and removes his mask.

"Colleen, wake up," he tells her, "I can remove the toxins but I'm not sure I can get to everyone in time.

"I can't Danny... "

"You've seen this before. If I can do it, so can you."

Danny clenches his hand, igniting the Iron Fist. He opens his palm and runs his hand over her heart and down the veins in her arm. She shoots up and coughs as the toxins leave her body.

"Danny, I don't understand."

"There's no time. We have to save the others."