Several days after the fight at Black Cat's apartment, Bullet Spider found himself swinging and landing ontop of the small structure on the police precinct in Midtown. He looked around nervously as the heard the door click open, Yuri walked out as she held a box of cigarettes in her hand. "So, am I here to take another verbal assault or do you have something for me?"
Yuri looked at him with an annoyed expression as she walked to the rails of the roof, lighting a cigarette and taking a quick puff from it. "Although I should arrest you considering the suspicions behind you and the Black Cat."
"SUSPICIONS???"
"But, we salvaged it by confiscating some of her gear and putting it in lock up.", Yuri says as she took another puff. "If she wants to keep going with her career, she'll have to start from the ground up considering all the shit we have."
"Oh, right... and?", Bullet Spider asked as he landed onto the railing with surprising grace.
"I've also got good news.", Yuri says with a smile on her face. "We're starting to get her evidence of Wilson Fisk's true nature as the crime boss of the criminal underworld. And man... does it jstack up to things beyond even trying to drive places out of business."
"Oh so he does a lot of treacherous shit on the low? Got it.", Bullet Spider says with a thumbs up.
"Yep.", Yuri nodded before taking another puff, a bigger one before letting out a cloud of smoke. "It wouldn't surprise me if Hammerhead is working with him as well, considering I led an operation that dwindled the Maggia's numbers."
Bullet Spider thought about what she said, really thought about it until it clicked. "So that's why I've been having trouble finding him... or maybe the Hammerhead keeps throwing distractions because he knows what I'll do to him."
"What will you do hmm?", Yuri asked with a genuine look of curiosity.
"Kill him."
"No I mean... after that, what're you gonna do after that?", Yuri tilted her head as she took a quick puff of the cigarette that had quickly shrunk in length, with her sniffing it out on the rail. "Sounds like you're only dealing with this shit out of obligation if it means you'll get to deal and rip apart Hammerhead, right? So what are you gonna do after?"
Jonah's eyes widened under the lenses, she could immediately tell he was pondering for the answer or even looking for the proper words. "I... don't know actually. Maybe I'll just keep doin what I'm doin here, I doubt Hammerhead's would just stop all the shit goin on."
"Good answer, with Wilson Fisk and the others still around, you've got your work cut out for you.", Yuri says smugly. "Besides Hammerhead and Fisk's men, you'll need to be on the look out for Tombstones guys."
"Hmm, really?", Bullet Spider scratched his chin.
"Yup, you recently got Mac Gargan, Lee Price, Micheal Brooks, Jackson Brice and James Sanders.", Yuri says with a thumbs up, remembering the sight of Edward's broken arm and Mac Gargan's leg being bent backwards. "Now scram, I don't wanna get caught talking to a criminal."
Bullet Spider dramatically gasped. "Wow, I'm so offended.", he says before leaping into the air and diving down to lead into a swing that sent him soaring forward. Landing on a wall of a building, he sprinted across the side before jumping off into a backflip and swinging off.
That was when he caught the gaze of a man, with his accelerated vision he could see the full appearance of the man. The man had dark red hair with a pale skin tone, wearing a white dress shirt with a tie and the sleeves rolled up with black pants and a pair of black loafers. The man wore a pair of red circular sun glasses... but there was just one feature that left him completely baffled.
The man had completely white eyes, not just blurred pupils but just completely, solid white eyes.
"Huh...", Bullet Spider thought to himself as he was met face to face with a bus that rammed into him. The bus skidded to a halt as the entire front window was completely shattered by Bullet Spider, who pulled himself and a few shards of glass out with him.
He looked at the infuriated bus driver, then at the pedestrians before letting out an awkward cough. "Sorry, I should look both ways before I swing.", Bullet Spider states sarcastically before leaping up and escaping the wrath of a New York bus driver.
"That's the fifth one this week... I wonder if I'm gonna be met with a lawsuit or sumthin.", Bullet Spider shudders at the mere thought of being sued. Absolutely horrifying.
That was when he got a sudden call, he jumped for a moment only to barely catch himself on a wall with his wall crawling powers. "God I forgot to mute it.", he mutters as he takes out his actual phone and rolled up his mask. "Hey, MJ."
["Hey, are you busy right now?", Maya's voice trembled with excitement, something he could tell by how she failed at sounding calm.
"Nah just, uh...", Bullet Spider looked around at his current position before putting on a faux smile. "Just hangin around, why?"
["Hobie just texted me that he's back, like seriously. I'm not kidding... this time anyways."]
"I'm still mad at you for that."
["I said sorry, sheesh.", Jonah had the mental image of Maya pouting, which he would always find funny to look at along with being... strangely cute. ["Alright, get over here so you can actually meet up with him. C'mon."]
"I'm comin I'm comin!", Bullet Spider says as she hung up on him, he let out a groan and shoved his phone into his pocket. "Gimme goddamn break.", the spider says with an exasperated sigh as he dropped off the building and swung off.
For some reason, he felt the sensation of being watched.
Bullet Spider waited by the window he primarily enters in as he tapped the metal that composed of the fire escape, fiddling with his talons by carving a phallic object into the metal. That was when he heard the sound of the window being lifted open, he turned to see Maya wearing a tucked in Metallica shirt, tight fitting black jeans and what looked like black boots.
"You've gotta start goin through the actual door, I mean you crawling in through the window is uh...", Maya trailed off for a moment as she stepped back from the window. "Just get in."
"Yeah yeah.", Bullet Spider says as he crawled in, using his foot to close the window behind him as he flipped his hoodie down and took off his mask. Revealing his messy brown hair as he scratched his nose. "You think he's gonna be mad at me when I tell him that I didn't do much of the assignments either?"
"I mean probably.", Maya shrugs as she looks at him from head to toe, her face slowly shifted from its pale complexion to a reddish tint as she stared at him.
"Aye.", Jonah snapped his finger, slipping off his web shooters. "Stop starin at me."
"Sorry, sorry.", Maya says with a quick look of embarrassment as she quickly picked up his duffle bag and handed it to him. "Bathroom. Change there. Now."
Jonah looked surprised before just smirking at her flushed skin. "Damn, ight.", he waves this off before walking out of her room, soon after a door was near slamming shut.
Maya placed her hands over her face before slowly dragging them off with an exasperated sigh. "Calm down, Maya, this ain't the time."
"Okay, so.", Jonah hopped in again as he slipped on a blue collard jacket over a plain black shirt, baggy brown jeans and black sneakers. "Where am I putting the suit? I doubt Hobie wouldn't question why I have a backpack with me."
"Uhhhh... I think we're meeting at Eddie's, or something?", Maya twirled her dyed and fluffy hair before snapping her fingers. "Something with an L?"
"Leo's?"
Maya snapped her fingers with a wide smile on her face. "YES!"
"Fuckin hate Leo's, they always burn their crust somehow.", Jonah says with an annoyed expression.
"I mean they got some great deserts at least.", Maya shrugs as she pushed him aside. "I gotta get finished so you go wait out there."
"Don't take too long... like last time."
After a grueling forty minutes, Maya and Jonah made it a point to get there earlier than Hobie. Maya picking out their table while Jonah entered from a duct, exiting out of the bathroom with his casual clothes.
"We good?", Maya asked as Jonah sat down next to her.
"Just dandy.", Jonah says as she looked him over before patting some dust off his shoulder. "You think he's gonna question the red eyes?"
Maya turned to him with the most dumbfounded expression. "You wore sunglasses before he left."
"And?"
"You barely wore sunglasses to begin with dumbass.", Maya slapped his shoulder playfully. "But still... just use the contacts excuse.", she held in a laugh as Jonah gave her a wide eyed expression, which perfectly shown his red eyes.
"Ight.", Jonah shrugs as he heard the door opening to the sound of a voice asking a small question to one of the waiters.
Hobie turned with a stupid grin burning into his face before taking wide strides towards them. "Man. Like. J. My FUCKIN guy!", Jonah stood up and met with him halfway. The two would exchange fake jabs at each other before Hobie threw his arm around him. "Wow... have you gotten taller?"
"Uh... yeah?"
"Cool.", Hobie says as he walked back to the table they were seated in as Maya got up and gave him a tight hug, to which Hobie would do the same thing.
It took a good forty minutes for their pizza to actually arrive, to which the three would be catching up of whatever happened over the past month. Well into finishing half of it, Hobie lifted a hand up lazily. "Okay so... you got fired, and like a day or two later you get your ass kicked out, while your ma's in the hospital?"
Jonah thought about it before nodding. "Yup."
Hobie sat straight with a surprised expression. "Dude, that's some crazy bullshit.", he says before slowly biting through the pizza crust. "I mean seriously, what kind of shit did you do in your past life to make god so goddamn mad at you?"
"I know right?", Maya says jokingly as Jonah just looked away with a wide smile on his face. "Good thing I swooped in and forced him to stay with me for a bit."
"Ooooo~", Hobie sat up and slowly placed his food back on the place and looked at her. "Ight, so how's he like? I'm dyin to know."
"Well he's a lousy cook.", Maya says as Jonah looked at her with an annoyed expression. "What you burnt the fuckin dumplings, not me."
"I lost track of time.", Jonah says a bit annoyed at this.
"He also eats like, any left over straight out the fridge.", Maya says as she struggled to hold back a laugh. "First time he stayed over it looked like he hadn't eaten in a week."
Hobie just cracked up laughing as Jonah tried his best to not smile at this. "Ain't you the same one who smacked the shit out of me when I tried to put my duffle bag in your closet?", Jonah asked as she seemly froze in place. "What you got in there?"
"It's my... personal stuff, that I don't want you seeing.", Maya shifts in place with a flushed face. "It's my house, so therefore I should be able to keep you from seeing shit."
Hobie and Jonah looked at each other and rolled their eyes as Maya looked between the both of them. "I'm being serious!", she says notably embarrassed as the two laughed.
Jonah stopped for a moment as he heard something, the sound of something whipping through the air and a heavy object being lodged into something. "What's wrong?", Hobie asked as he looked around.
He looked over only to see a man swinging, his perception allowed him to see the man in full detail as he was in the motions. dressed in all black with a utility belt that had red pouches, red gloves and boots that were accompanied by a red streak trailing up his sides. The man wore a mask resembling an Oni Mask but completely black with no eye holes and a completely red and fanged mouth with devil horns adorned on the top of his head. Two D's adorned his chest and even interlaced with each other.
Jonah quickly pushed Maya onto the ground and tipped over Hobie's chair as the man flew right in with a thunderous force, landing ontop of a table and am frightened the restaurant goers as they scrambled to the door, pushing past or trampling each other.
Maya looked at Jonah, but noticed he was already gone. "Hobie, we-", she looked down to see Hobie was also gone. "Wow... dick."
The demonic... thing just stood there, completely motionless as if serving the surroundings. It didn't take long for a police officer to step in with his gun drawn, stepping forward. "Get on the ground and put your hands to the air!"
The police officer felt his body shiver as the creature simply turned his head to him, he quickly took out a sickle before whipping at the officer. The officer stood there shocked before looking at his hand... it fell off, completely severed. Before he could scream in pain he was swiftly knocked out by a flying drop kick.
The Devil looked around more only to stop, Bullet Spider exited the bathroom as he popped his knuckles. "I don't know who the fuck you are, but I can already tell you're a bad guy that means business. Lucky me, cuz I love baddies, barely anyone gives me shit when I do this!",
Bullet Spider quickly drew his gun and shot at the Devil who quickly whipped his sickle at the spider, slicing through the bullet but being caught by Bullet Spider. Yanking him over with a powerful tug that made the Devil clad man launch forward, spinning in the air before spin kicking Bullet Spider in the face and knocking him over.
Bullet Spider caught himself before kicking the man off balance and uppercutting him into the ceiling. "Let's take this outside!", he explains before grabbing the Devil by his ankle and threw him right out the window to where he slingshots himself out after.
The man didn't seem bothered, but instead lifted his arm and shot out a grappling line into a building and swung off. Bullet Spider hissed as he shot a web line and swung after him, using a nearby fire escape he propelled himself forward and was in fingers reach of the man.
Without even looking at him, the man simply flipped out of the way and slammed his foot onto Bullet Spider's back and spring off him, landing onto the roof near them. "Slippery fucker!", he exclaims angrily as he caught himself on the building and ran on the side of it, landing onto the roof only to be met with a lariat that knocked him back.
Bullet Spider maintained his footing however, grabbing the man and front kicking him back to which led into a powerful tornado kick to the man's stomach. The Devil stumbled back only to quickly regain its unnaturally straight posture. "Y'know, it's very rude to hit someone with a lariat if you're not telling them your name."
The man tilted his head before nodding at an eerily slow pace. "Call me Daredevil."
Bullet Spider scoffed at this as he pulled out his rope, wrapping it around both of his hands. "I'm so scared.", he says as he leapt into the air the moment the Daredevil lunged at him, wrapping his rope around his neck before throwing him aside.
The Daredevil crashed landed and skidded across the ground into a power box, narrowly dodging a deadly kick to the head that went straight through it. Daredevil got on his hands before kicking him back, Bullet Spider countered by wrapping the rope around his foot and tugged him along violently.
An annoyed grunt echoed from the Daredevil, spinning his sickle and slicing away at the rope. "Well there goes that.", Bullet Spider muttered as he was swiftly kicked in the face.
The masked marvel hissed as he leapt into the air, shooting two web lines at both sides of the Daredevil and tugged himself down at a rapid speed. The Devil clad man simply rolled out of the way and allowed the spider to crash directly through the roof and into the floor below.
With an unimaginable amount of grace, he simply bent backwards and allowed a soaring Prowler to rush past him with his claws charged. "Prowler. Why are you here? You were dismissed a few days ago."
The Prowler popped his neck as reached behind him. "You don't need to worry about that.", he states annoyed as he threw out three pucks at the Daredevil.
The small sound of a click was heard inside of the pucks, not just by Bullet Spider as he crawled out but the Daredevil as well. Who turned and leapt off just as the pucks exploded in a dark cloud of smoke.
"I ain't thanking you, jackass.", Bullet Spider says as he pulled himself up completely, banging his toes against the roof he stood on. "The hell do you want anyways?"
The Prowler simply turned to his former adversary. "A job is a job, but this? This is personal.", the masked mercenary states coldly. "So, truce?"
"Yeah.", Bullet Spider says as he popped his neck as he could see the Daredevil standing ontop of a building across from them before leaping and swinging off with a grapple line. "For now."
With a quick thrust from his legs Bullet Spider rocketed forwards, transitioning into a dive as he swung from a web line. He turned his head to see Prowler running across a building's side, purple electricity trailing from his boots.
The Daredevil seemed to have a gesture of someone rolling their eyes or any form of annoyance. "Pesky little annoyances.", the man said as he flew directly through the small gap between a truck and its cargo, landing on a car and jumping back up, narrowly missing a tackle from Bullet Spider.
"I think you missed.", Prowler mocked as he sprinted past, boosting himself into the air with a burst of purple energy from his boots.
Bullet Spider's head snapped up with an annoyed snarl. "KILL YOURSELF!", he yelled out with an obvious hatred for him as he got on all fours and leapt into the air, propelling himself off from a sign as he quickly caught up with the two.
Sliding his hood off, he flew past the Prowler and tackled Daredevil through a billboard before grabbing his cloth of his suit and throwing him onto the nearby train tracks. Letting out feral snarls as he clung onto the billboard, his talons digging into it as he leapt towards the tracks.
Daredevil rolled out of the way and dodged a fist that went through the tracks. "Hold still you slippery little shit!", Bullet Spider hissed as the Daredevil tilted his head in confusion.
Bullet Spider looked back and backflipped off the tracks as the Daredevil leapt into the air to avoid the train, attempting to swing off he was caught by the ankle by the Prowler who slammed him into the train itself. Charging a strike, he was met with a kick to the head and pushed back.
Spinning his sickles, the Daredevil got into a defensive stance as Prowler popped his neck, the arachnid vigilante landing behind the Daredevil. "It's a two v one, Daredevil. It's best you just sit down and let it happen."
"No.", was all the Devil themed man says as he whipped a sickle at Prowler who dodged underneath, pulling out another puck and throwing it at the Daredevil who caught it and threw it in the face of a charging Bullet Spider who quickly threw it into the air, allowing it to blow up but shattering the windows of the train in the process, hearing the horrified screams of the passengers as they rushed to get out of that car and into the next.
The Prowler lunged at the Daredevil, swiftly dodging a sickle aimed for his neck and punched him in his rib, Daredevil hissing as he was met with a backhand from Bullet Spider. Following this, Daredevil attempted to stab a sickle into Bullet Spider only for it to be shot away by a blast from Prowler's shotgun.
Daredevil parried a roundhouse kick from Bullet Spider and quickly blocked a right hook from the Prowler, using the spider and slamming it against the Prowler. "Apologies, but I only signed up to deal with one, not both."
The Prowler hissed as Bullet Spider pulled out his Glock only for Daredevil to throw three pellets that exploded into smoke. The two quickly exiting the cloud as the wind blew it away, with the Daredevil completely out of sight.
The train slowly came to a stop as Bullet Spider glared at the Prowler. "Let's talk.", with a simple nod from the latter, the two swung off on their respective methods, swinging far away from the train as the cops sped past. Finally, the two landed on top of the Empire State Building as the sun began to set.
The Prowler looked at Bullet Spider, who kept his hand hovered over his firearm. "So, why did you really decide to help me? What's your endgame?"
"None, like I said it was personal.", the Prowler says casually.
"Yeah, you said that.", Bullet Spider says as he pulled out his glock, taking the safety off as he aimed it at the masked criminal's head. "But I wanna know how personal it needed to be for you to actually bother with a truce."
"He attacked some friends of mine when they were out.", The Prowler says as Bullet Spider lowered his fire arm, tilting his head in confusion. "Since you were around, I decided to compromise."
"Who are you?", Bullet Spider asked genuinely curious.
The Prowler tilted his head. "That's classified. No offense."
Bullet Spider sighs. "I'm gonna regret this.", he thinks to himself as he flipped his hood down, grabbing his mask and taking it off. Showing a slightly bruised but familiar face to the Prowler. "My name is Jonah M Parks, but I'm sure you know that."
The white eyes of Prowler widened as he pressed a something behind his head, the screen flickers to a blank black screen, the screen retracting into the the purple metal as it folded back around his head. "J-... Jonah?", Hobie mutters with a wide eyed expression.
Jonah just smiled as he rubbed his bruised face, the adrenaline wearing down as he could actually feel the slices in his leg that he somehow didn't even notice before. "Yeap, that's me. I think an explanation is in order... on both ends."
/End/