Flashpoint Punisher meets Chillblaine
This is a one off, maybe even a crack fic inspired by chapters 42-43 of "Flash and Spider-Man: Book 2 of the Spider-Verse" by What If Universe. As you can tell from the title, it takes place in the Flashpoint timeline, specifically based on the Flashpoint timeline from "The Flash" tv show. WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD FOR THE FIRST 43 CHAPTERS OF "FLASH AND SPIDER-MAN: BOOK 2 OF THE SPIDER-VERSE" AND THE FIRST 47 EPISODES OF "THE FLASH."
It was the middle of the night and the First Bank of Central City had its alarms blaring as villain Mark Blaine aka Chillblaine walked out with a couple duffle bags full of cash. Most of the cops and the Flash (or Kid Flash as most people called him) were busy with The Rival, Shade, and that kid, Magenta. So most of the city, like the banks, were easy pickings for a skilled villain like Mark. Soon enough after exiting the bank, he runs into Central City's murderous vigilante, The Punisher.
In another timeline, Peter Parker was Central City's original superhero, Spider-Man. But due to Barry Allen, Aka The Flash, going back in time to prevent his mother's death, the timeline changed for a lot of people, especially his superhero partner, Spider-Man. In this timeline, Peter lost Uncle Ben after apologizing for arguing with him and soon after, lost his Aunt May, both to criminals in failed robberies. This caused Peter to start a vendetta against the criminal element in his hometown of Central City, not resting until they were dead…and punished.
"The fuck are you wearing?" Peter asked him with a shotgun pointed at him. Mark was wearing black pants and boots, his ice gauntlets, and a yellow leather jacket with a fur trim on the collar with his bare torso exposed.
"My outfit. Name's Chillblaine." Mark replied.
Peter noticed out of the corner of his eye that there was ice on the edges of the broken door. "Chill as in the cold and Ice? That why your chest is exposed? "The cold doesn't bother you" or some bull shit like that?" Peter asked.
"Well…that and to impress the ladies with my six-pack. Maybe even the gentlemen?" He asked confidently.
Peter stares at him for a bit before slinging his shotgun over his back. Mark smiles confidently at that, believing he may be the first criminal to get the better of the famous Punisher. But this was actually a ruse to get Mark to drop his defenses, because Peter then quick draws his side arm like a cowboy in the Wild West, hitting him directly in the heart.
"Wha-" Mark starts to ask in surprise as he falls to his knees.
"I was gonna kill you anyway for robbing the bank. But you are so pretentious it's pissing me off. Seriously, if it wasn't me, a random cop could have got you how big of a target you have exposed." Peter replied. He's about to walk away before deciding, "Ah, fuck it."
He then shoots Mark two more times in his chest, each bullet going into a spot where his lungs would be. And Finally, he shoots him six more times in the stomach. Six bullets for six abs. Peter then reloads and holsters his weapon, walking away as he feels great pleasure in killing that guy, muttering, "Fucking dumbass."
Meanwhile in the apartment of Caitlin Snow, the pediatric ophthalmologist was watching Netflix on her TV after a long day of work. For some reason at that exact moment, Caitlin found herself to be quite happy. Sure, she was enjoying watching the reality show she was watching, but that wasn't why she was happy. She didn't know why she was happy, she just knew that was. It was if something just happened out there in the world that made her happy.
That's all folks! Hope you enjoyed it.