Keeping his eyes forward and his body perfectly still despite the immense fear radiating from his body feeling his glistening lip leaving a small trail of blood down his chin to his ripped jacket as a lone figure remains glued to his spot under the watchful eye of two individuals as another drives them to their destination unable to control his emotions any longer as he watches the picture of a rundown warehouse coming into view feeling his hands starting to shake rearing back just as a hooded figure pulls on his restraints to feel them no budging suddenly as he feels an object landing clean against the side of his head causing him to snap his head to the side through dazed vision the hooded figure can't help but look up in shock with wide eyes to see a gun being pointed directly at his head.
" Please…."
Without giving him a chance to react rearing back as he sends another vicious blow with the back of his firearm to his prisoner to see the man's head snap to the side instantly as a small gash opens up across the side of the man's head causing a few drops of blood to land on his suit tucking his gun back away slowly the man wipes the blood off his suit as a noticeable growl escapes from his lips.
" Sit down and shut up you little shit. You're lucky that the boss wants to see you personally otherwise i would have taken great pleasure in dumping your worthless corpse overboard already."
Ignoring the intense pain he is feeling all across his head as he feels his head throbbing with pain as small trails of blood escape his hairline and down his cheek until they hit the ground below with a blop slowly looking up as he sees one of his captors walking over to talk to the driver while another looks on from the other side of the boat with amusement feeling his hands starting to shake once again slowly the hooded figure clenches his hands into tight fists as he fights his body from shaking.
A position that he knew could happen. A position that he had tried to prevent. But it was not meant to be. He had failed. And now he was going to pay the price. The price for failure.
The very same price that he had heard being told through countless stories over the last few months. Stories that he had thought of to be as myths. A myth to scare everyone under his control. A myth to help strengthen their minds and senses in order to help them succeed.
A myth that he was now finding to be true. All thanks to his failure. The failure to do his job. A simple job. An high risk high reward job. The job of selling off the merchandise given to him.
Merchandise that he was selling with ease. Especially to the younger crowds. Merchandise he would often go with the selling point of it would help take the edge off of their worries.
A slogan that he made his own. But in the end he had gotten greedy. In the end he had gotten careless. All thanks to an idea. An idea to expand. An idea to bring in another to his scheme.
An individual that he once had called his best friend. An friend that was more than eager to help him sell off his merchandise. But a friend that in the end had betrayed him. Betrayed his trust when he had cuffed him.
Trust that they would never share again. Especially after this night. A night he would never forget. Never forget how the safehouse that he was in was instantly turned into a bloodbath. Instantly turned into a crime scene.
A crime scene that would not be found for at least the next couple of hours to possibly the early morning. A crime scene that would be the final resting place of his once best friend. Blood splattered all across the walls with multiple gunshot wounds executed all across the victim's bodies. Including his friend's own.
A scene that he had thought he would have been left in to no prevail. Instead of joining his former friend now he was being brought to him. The main man. The man in charge of the whole entire operation.
A man that he had never met before. But a man whose message was loud and clear. Fail me and suffer the consequences. Consequences that he knew would lead to him losing his life on this night. This cold dark night as the boat gets closer and closer to their destination.
The destination of his demise. An old run down warehouse that has remained standing despite the effects that had been delivered on the night of The Undertaking. An amazing feat but a feat that he was now wishing never came to be.
With only the sound of splashing water echoing through his eardrums keeping a close eye on his captives slowly pulling back as he sees his captives not paying him any attention giving his hands a twist as he feels his restraints not budging just as he is about to try again the motion of the boat coming to a drastic halt causing the hooded figure's body to stumble forward from his seat just nearly catching himself.
Looking back up from his dazed vision as he sees one of his captives getting off the boat just as he follows the man to see him stepping forward onto a broken down dock suddenly feeling his arm being tightly grabbed without having a chance to react the hooded figure feels himself being pulled roughly up to his feet before a mere second later as he feels a hard jab into the middle of his back that he knew to be the end of a firearm slowly the hooded figure stumbles forward.
" Get moving and be quick about it."
Feeling another rough jab into the middle of his back releasing a breathe that he was holding in slowly emerging off from the boat and onto the dock as his eyes form into horror as he stares at the rundown warehouse causing him to come to a halt after a few heated seconds of silence before he has a chance to react suddenly feeling a well placed strike landing across the back of his head the hooded figure lets out a grunt as he falls down to his knees.
" Get up! I said get up boy!"
Gritting his teeth from the immense pain running across his skull feeling a knee being delivered to his chest as he bends down in pain desperately trying to catch his breath suddenly as he feels himself being pulled roughly up to his feet without looking up feeling another jab into his lower back slowly the hooded figure makes his way forward.
Keeping his eyes open as he concentrates on the dock's wooden boards that seem to creak with each and every step he takes suppressing the pain he is feeling all across his body mere seconds later as he hears the sound of a door being creaked open looking up just as he sees the inside of the warehouse feeling a pair of arms pushing against his lower back with force the hooded figure feels himself being thrusted forward inside of the warehouse.
Feeling his body landing face first into the cold ground below gritting his teeth as he feels himself stumbling to rise up to his feet to only feel two pairs of arms grabbing a hold of him to only roughly pull him up to his feet raising up his head as he glances around the room to see a couple of men staring blankly at him as they hover around a lone metal chair that is being lighted up through a window by the moonlight causing his body to stiffen and his fear to return tenfold.
A sight that makes him shiver in fear to the amusement of every single person inside of the room before the sound of footsteps echoing off the walls causes him to hear everyone go silent.
Turning his head towards the origin of the sound suddenly as he sees a man walking over towards him with a noticeable scowl being hidden underneath a forced smile across his face feeling his body shaking with fear without taking his eyes away from the man feeling himself being pulled roughly forward as he sees the man coming to a stop to look at him with his smile only widening just as his body starts to shake violently suddenly the hooded figure feels himself being thrusted forcefully onto the metal chair.
A man that he instantly recognized from every single story that he had ever heard of the man. Stories that didn't miss a single detail. Stories that would always cause a shiver to run down anyone's spine once they were told.
Daniel Danny Brick or known throughout the criminal underworld as Brick. A known mobster that had risen up from a small time crook to the man that he is today. A man known with an never ending thirst for power.
A thirst that had started so very long ago with his first victim. A young woman that had begged and pleaded with him to spare her life. A plea that was met with a swift bullet to the head starting his reign of terror.
Terror had he has spread throughout the city for years. Mostly in secret. But a man that he risen up when an opportunity was knocking at the door. The opportunity for total control. The opportunity to run the city.
His city. A city that he has called home for so many years. A city that was a breeding ground for evil. His evil and he wasn't going to waste a single second of it.
Keeping his eyes focused on Brick as he watches the mob boss untucking a folder from underneath his arm feeling his body starting to shake as he hears the sound of the mob boss clearing his throat causing him to jump up slightly in his seat to hear the sound of quiet laughter coming from all around him in a mere moment just as he sees Brick looking away from the folder in his hands to glance around the room instantly ceasing their laughter slowly the hooded figure watches him open the folder.
" Blair Davidson. Twenty eight years of age. High school diploma. Recent college dropout. Son of recently deceased James and Melissa Davidson. Well what do we have here."
Looking up from the folder as he looks through the darkness of Blair's hoodie to see a small trail of blood trickling down through the hood and onto the young man's torn jeans snapping the folder shut with a thud causing him to jump up Brick stares at him with a stern look.
" Take off that ridiculous hood and look up at me boy! Come on, I don't have all night."
Feeling his hands shaking behind his restraints as he pulls on his restraints to not have them bulge for a single second turning back towards Brick as he sees the mob boss nodding his head over towards him suddenly as he hears the sound of a knife being unschieved just as he turns his head towards the sound the sound of his restraints being cut echoes through the room.
Pulling back his hands as he listens to the sound of footsteps leaving him turning back towards Brick as he sees the mob boss staring at him with a look of annoyance radiating from his eyes with shaky hands reaching up Blair pulls back his hood revealing his bruised and blooded face causing the look across Brick's face to change from annoyance to fury instantly.
Snapping his head away from Blair as he looks over towards a small group of his men to see them slowly back away as they cower from his gaze slowly the glare across Brick's face intensifies.
" What were the instructions given to you? Hmm? Well?"
Gulping his throat as one of Blair's captors looks over towards another taking a deep breathe slowly the man turns his attention back over towards Brick.
" Well you said…."
Instantly as the sound of a gunshot echoes through the quiet atmosphere causing him to jump up in his seat just as he hears the sound of a lifeless body landing down on the ground with a thud snapping his head a shocked look comes across Blair's face when he sees Brick pointing his firearm up with smoke still coming out of the barrel.
Turning his attention towards his nearest man a few feet away from his latest victim as he slowly turns his firearm towards him to see the man cowering in fear slowly a sly smile forms across Brick's face.
" Let this be a lesson to all those that ever dare to wish not to follow my instructions."
Glancing around the room as he sees all of his men staring at him with shock feeling his lips curling up tucking his gun back away opening the folder as he sees a glimpse of his lifeless man out of the corner of his eye without looking away from the document in his hands slowly Brick nods his head over towards the corpse.
" Get him out of my sight!"
Without any hesitation reaching down as he grabs a hold of his former colleagues cold dead arm and slowly drags his corpse through the room in the direction of the entrance with all eyes upon him just as he emerges into the darkness of the outside world bringing the corpse with him unaware to his knowledge all eyes turn back towards Blair.
" Now then. Where were we? Ah yes. I see here that you have a younger sister. A miss Arielle Davidson. Recently just started her second year of college. From what i see here top in her class. Straight A student throughout high school. Someone with so much potential…."
" Please."
Looking up as he sees Blair staring at him with watery eyes a look of intrigue comes across Brick's face.
" Please not Arielle. Do what you must to me but leave my sister out of this. She has nothing to do with this."
Staring into the pleading look the young man in front of him is directing as his interest intensifies slowly a small smile forms across Brick's face.
" Alright Mr Davidson. You win."
Without giving anyone a chance to react with a flick of his wrist Brick sends the folder soaring over his shoulder causing it's contents to slowly glide through the air and towards the cold ground below.
" I won't lay a hand on young Arielle and neither any man under my command."
Releasing a breathe as he watches Brick's hand starting to lower down towards his tucked away firearm Blair's eyes widen.
" But the rest is up to you. We're gonna play a game Mr Davidson."
Keeping his eyes locked on Blair reaching back Brick retrieves his firearm before slowly he takes his eyes away from Blair to look towards his firearm with longing.
" You see this? This is the very same firearm that has killed so many. I dropped my first body with that piece.
There is a lot of history within this gun. And now it's time to see if another name will be added."
Keeping his eyes firmly on Blair with a flick of his wrist as he sends the firearm soaring through the air to only land a couple of feet away from Blair reaching back slowly Brick starts to pull of his suit jacket leaving him in just a white tank top before he slowly hands the jacket over towards one of his men as he sees Blair's eyes flick towards the gun for a fraction of a second.
" The rules are simple Mr Davidson. If you can take me down first you walk out of here alive."
Staring up into Brick's eyes as he sees the mob boss nodding his head down towards the gun from his spot with shaky legs slowly emerging up from his seat just as his fingers graze the top of the gun instantly Blair feels his head snapping back causing him to fall back first to the ground below when he feels a well placed kick landing clean against his jaw.
Shaking the cobwebs away slowly rising up just as he gets to his knees without having a chance to react Blair lets out a scream when he feels a kick landing clean against his stomach causing him to lose his breathe before a fraction of a second later as he feels another kick landing clean against his stomach once again in a sudden motion Blair turns on his side clutching his stomach as he tries to regain his breathe unaware that Brick is slowly circling him.
" Come on boy get up. Don't you dare insult me. Get up!"
Rearing back as he sends a vicious kick to Blair's side causing the sound of a sickening crunch to echo through the room pulling back slowly Brick starts to circle around him once again.
Trying to regain his breathe glancing around as he sees the firearm a couple of feet away from him in a sudden move rearing back as he leaps across the ground and clutches the firearm tight in his hand just as he turns his head suddenly feeling a vicious strike landing clean against his cheek Blair feels his head snapping to the side causing his hold on the firearm to loosen as he feels the familiar feeling of his back landing on the cold ground with a thud.
Rearing back his right fist as he grabs a firm hold of Blair's short brown hair to hear the young man letting out a small scream of pain without any hesitation Brick connects with a vicious punch followed by another and another instantly causing a large gash to open up across the young man's face.
Feeling another punch landing clean this time against his nose instantly feeling it shattering gritting his teeth as he tries to raise up his hand to block the shots to only have his hand be deflected away with ease before another punch lands clean causing his vision to darken even more just as he feels his eyelids starting to drop shut rearing back with all of the strength left in him in a sudden move Blair lifts up the firearm off the ground before the sound of a gunshot echoing throughout the air causes everyone to jump up slightly.
Snapping open his eyes as he sees a gunshot wound starting to bleed from Brick's right shoulder without having a chance to react as he feels his head being slammed to the cold ground causing him to lose grip of the firearm in his hand.
Rearing back as he sends a vicious punch down that connects across Blair's cheek causing his head to snap to the side without any hesitation as he sends another punch down followed by another to only follow up with a vicious left hook after a couple of seconds as he sees a pair of lifeless eyes looking up towards him slowly rising up to his feet feeling his knuckles stinging reaching out gently Brick touches his gunshot wound to only let out a small chuckle a mere second upon touching it.
" He actually tagged me."
Shaking his head as he looks down towards the gunshot wound with amusement feeling his lips curling up into a smile slowly Brick turns on his heels to glance around his men to see a few of them trying to mask the looks of shocks across their faces.
" Now that has been taken care of there still is one last piece of business that needs to be taken care of here tonight. Anton!"
Hearing the sound of fingers snapping taking a deep breath as he sees Brick eyeballing him slowly Anton steps away from the crowd before suddenly as he feels a hard jab striking him in the back of his head feeling his legs buckling he drops down to his knees.
" You were more than a friend to me Anton. Your like a brother. Always had my back. So when they told me that someone ignored my orders to lay low.
When they told me that one of my crew shot a cop. I beat the man that said it was you."
Flinching underneath his gaze as he slowly shakes his head to see a mixture of curiosity and anger come across Brick's face slowly Anton rises up to his feet.
" I'm sorry. Danny that cop was a mistake. He was getting too close."
Staring directly into Brick's eyes as he sees the mob boss nodding his head just as he is about to breathe a sigh in relief suddenly as he sees him in a sudden move slide his firearm across the cold ground with a sweeping motion a look of shock comes across Anton's face.
" What we're planning here requires two things. No mistakes and the cops not knowing anything."
" They still don't. Fischer is not going to say anything. That is if he is still even alive."
" Was his side job his idea or yours?"
Looking towards the ground as he sees the firearm laying at his foot slowly Anton shakes his head.
" It doesn't have to be like this. Come on bro. It wasn't my fault. You've heard the same rumors that i have. I was just trying to draw out the undercovers but then she showed up and screwed everything up."
Remaining perfectly still as he sees Brick's facial features softening slowly Anton nods his head.
" You would never lie to me would you?"
" Never. I swear to you that was all that happened. We were about to dispose of the pig before that crazy bitch showed up and started shooting up the place. Only Fischer and I escaped before he got picked up by the cops a few blocks down."
Suddenly as he sees Brick's facial features hardening drastically feeling his eyes going as wide as saucers slowly Anton takes a step back.
" You know the deal. You take me down first you walk out of here alive."
Keeping his eyes focused on Brick as he sees his facial features not wavering reaching down just as he grabs a hold of the firearm and snaps back up to turn the gun on Brick suddenly as he feels a well placed back handed strike landing clean against his cheek causing his head to snap to the side without having a chance to react Anton feels his shirt being roughly grabbed before he feels a well placed punch landing clean against his chin causing a small gash to open up instantly.
Continuing his onslaught rearing back as he sends vicious punch one after another towards Anton's face to feel each and every blow connecting across the man's face causing the gash across his face to open up more upon every strike just as he hears the sound of the firearm being dropped down to the ground rearing back Brick sends a vicious punch to Anton's stomach causing him to hunch over before in a sudden move he wraps his arm tightly around his neck.
Feeling Anton struggling to get free as he puts more pressure on his hold to only feel Anton punching at his sides with every ounce of strength he has in his body without any hesitation rearing back Brick puts even more pressure on the hold before mere moments later as he jerks his arm to the side to cause the sickening sound of something snapping slowly Brick relinquishes the hold causing Anton's lifeless body to fall down to the cold ground.
Staring down towards his former friend as he starts to laugh reaching down Brick grabs a hold of his firearm from off of the ground before slowly he looks down towards Anton's lifeless face to see his eyes staring off into the distance.
Continuing to chuckle without so much as glancing back turning on his heels slowly Brick makes his way over towards the other end of the warehouse as two of his men follow after him.
" They're all yours boys."
Keeping his eyes forward seeing one of his men extending his suit jacket out of the corner of his eye reaching out Brick takes the jacket out of the man's hand before just as he throws the jacket over his shoulder and starts to make his way towards the entrance of the warehouse the sound of an object coming flying through a window instantly shattering the glass before it hits the floor with a loud clang causes him to come to a stop.
Snapping to look down as he sees a silver circular object laying at his feet just as his eyes go wide suddenly a henchman along with his colleagues let out a small scream of pain when the object explodes causing a flashing light to carry through the dark warehouse lighting it up instantly.
Shielding his eyes with his hand as he hears the sound of glass shattering followed by the sound of something soaring through the air just as he opens his eyes a surprised look forms across Brick's face when he sees a blonde haired woman wielding a silver staff taking down each and everyone of his men an intense glare forms across Brick's face.
A woman that he had heard countless rumors about. A woman that was said to be very dangerous. Said to be very skilled in combat. The very same woman that he could see before his very eyes staring down each of his blinded men with no sense of fear.
No sense of backing down or retreating when she was clearly outnumbered. A woman that also could be lost on the eye. Especially by her outfit. An outfit that would make every man drool upon sight.
The full black corset bodysuit with her neck closed hugging and showing off her frame perfectly while a black domino mask hides her face. Black fishnet stockings running down her long smooth and muscular legs. A black leather jacket wrenched over her shoulders.
Keeping her eyes focused on her targets rearing back as she sends a vicious staff strike across a thug's head to instantly watch him drop twirling around as she sends a low staff strike to the back of another's knee causing them to buckle upon impact without giving him a chance to react rearing back Canary leaps up to deliver a well placed knee to the man's face instantly shattering his nose upon impact.
Hearing the sound of a gun being cocked twirling around just as Canary sends her staff towering down into a thug's wrist causing a sickening snapping sound to echo through her surroundings suddenly the sound of a low whistle whizzing by her ear followed by another causes her to glance over her shoulder away from her targets for a brief second to see Arrow slowly making his way over towards her firing off a series of arrows in her direction to only hear the sounds of screams echoing next to her.
Whirling her staff around as she delivers a series of staff strikes into another thug to only watch him fall down to the ground in a heap from her vicious attacks glancing up just as she sees two thugs standing next to Brick raising their firearms up blindly at her suddenly Canary watches Arrow leap in front of her before she watches within a millisecond two arrows soar through the air from his bow that instantly connect into each of the thug's chests sending them down to the ground with loud thuds.
Twisting around as he instantly turns to block an incoming punch coming from a nearby thug with his bow hearing a low whistle coming from next to him in a sudden move Arrow ducks down as he hears the sound of Canary's staff landing clean against the thug's skull with a sickening crunch before without any hesitation as he kicks the thug's feet out from under him causing the man to down spiral rearing back Arrow sends a vicious strike down into the thug's chest smashing him to the ground.
Catching a thug sending a fist in the unexpecting Canary's direction feeling a surge of anger rising up inside reaching up as he grabs the thug's closed fist without a second thought rearing back Arrow sends a vicious strike using his bow causing the thug's head to snap to the side before putting all of his power into it with a flick of his wrist hearing the sound of ligaments being torn from the man's wrist rearing back Arrow sends a vicious headbutt into the man's skull.
Ignoring the screams of pain coming from all around twirling around as she sends a spinning high staff strike that connects against another thug's skull sending them down to a heap just as she sees another trying to scramble back up to his feet rearing back with all of her might in a swift motion Canary sends her heel down into the middle of the thug's back causing him to let out a scream of pain before rearing back catapulting herself up into the air in a sudden motion twirling around Canary delivers a spinning high kick to another thug sending them to the ground with a loud thud.
Suppressing a smirk as he watches Black Canary and Green Arrow work as a team taking down his remaining thugs slowly Brick crosses his arms over his chest before just as he sees Canary turning her attention over towards him as Arrow continues to battle against a small group of thugs uncrossing his arms slowly Brick waives her over.
" You wanna play birdy? Let's play."