Well, here it is, Marvel Knights. I will warn you now it is quite long, but very much worth it.
I have finally finished it! This was a hard story to tie together properly, but I think I did it. Before reading, I think I should warn you that the best way to unfold this is in 2 parts. Also, the likelihood of this actually ever becoming a movie is pretty slim, as some of the characters are owned by different movie company’s. That makes this fanflic more for us than anything. Before starting I’d also like to thank Shaman for helping me to decide some key aspects of the plot, as I was really lost as to which way I should go. So here it is, I present to you:
“Marvel Knights”.
As our movie starts we see a lone figure, crouched upon the parapet of a building. As we close in, we se his white costume with a long, flowing white cape. His face is shrouded in a white hood and now the crest is visible on his chest, a white crescent moon. His name is Moon Knight, and he has been silently watching the city of New York for months now, observing the myriad crimes along with the vigilante heroes who stop them, but never acting. Moon Knight speaks to himself, going over unfolding events and reveals the nature of things is about to change. Someone powerful is gathering all the cards, and our heroes have no clue what’s in store… but HE does…
Matt Murdock sits at a desk in the law firm of Nelson & Murdock, his head down, probing the bridge of his nose with his fingers. He was able to have a break, somewhat of one, while Wilson Fisk was behind bars, but since his release, Murdock has been tirelessly trying to maintain a close eye on him. But he is only one man and maintaining a secret identity while masquerading as a vigilante is no small task. Now he has something new on his plate. Foggy had been telling him about the daily entries in the papers about a serial killer who had been targeting mutants. He was astounded that Fisk’s lawyer’s were able to reduce everything to misdemeanor’s based on the heavy involvement of a vigilante who obviously wasn’t in court to testify. He still rolled the bitter taste of Fisk’s grin directed at him in the courtroom. Murdock’s fist drops to his desk and he leans back as his secretary, Karen Page, buzzes announcing the arrival of his 4pm slot, Marylin Burbank. She tells him how her husbands behavior was beginning to scare her as well as his activities. She didn’t want to turn him into the police, she loves him, she wanted to find a way to get him help. And it’s becoming hearsay that a blind lawyer has a heart for the little people. She also tells him her husband, Carl Burbank, is a mutant… Matt feels this is going to get complicated…
In a small biker dive near the Kitchen, a bartender stands cleaning mugs while a scruffy biker type shoot’s pool alone, and a hairy man sits at the bar gulping a frothy mug, whom we immediately recognize as Logan, the Wolverine. But these days he’s neither. He isn’t acting on behalf of the X-Men, this is for him. You see, Logan is proud to be a mutant, and he doesn’t appreciate when some nut job start’s making prey out of his kind. This ain’t Sentinels or Magneto again, it’s a killer, and the worst kind. A lone man tracking mutants down one by one for the slaughter, and Logan means to make the predator into prey.
“Slow night, eh, bub.” Logan says, finishing off his mug, never looking at the bartender.
“Lot’s a freaks out nowadays. Guy’s flying around in their underwear, psycho killers poppin’ out like a damned alien invasion.” bartender says, then realizes he’s getting carried away and asks, “Need another?”
“No thanks.” Logan replies dropping cash on the bar and walking towards the door.
“Be careful, there’s some serial killer whack-a-do on the lose right now. Got someone new nearly every night last few weeks.” bartender adds sincerely, while grabbing the cash and mug.
Logan smiles slyly over his shoulder as he walks out the door into the early evening air. His sense’s have acclimated to the environment of Manhattan Island; the smog and sewers, the buildings and shear amount of people, it was offensive at first, mostly to his olfactory. Now it’s evening, which means less interference, and it’s when prowlers prowl. The hunt is on.
A new night, a new city. Frank Castle has come a long way in his mission, but he is nowhere near the end. Actually, the end is nowhere in sight... is it? Of course not. That's why the world needs men like him. It will always need men like him. That's why what he's about to do tonight is justified. Frank stands on a tier of a fire escape across the street from a classy Soho dive. He watches its sycophantic patrons as the enter flaunting their vast blood-wealth in the clothes and jewelry they adorn themselves in. In moments like this, Frank realizes there are far fewer innocents in this world than a naivette would think. It sickens him. These sad fools aren't who he is waiting for though. The mark he is waiting on is far more integral to his goal. You need information to bring down a kingpin, and it didn't take long to pin down one of Fisk's flashiest leiutenants, a gangster known only as Hammerhead. The intel Frank has gathered about this guy is laughable. Currently, Hammerhead should just be finishing with a meeting with his peers, after which he will be honoring a reservation made for him at the club Frank is currently steaking out. Frank laughes at the irony of a man like Hammerhead 'honoring' something, but hey, I guess even these bastards have to eat. As he muses himself, a Lincoln with four men pull up front. Franks experience tells him all four men are armed. Hammerhead will be here soon.
The best part for Frank is deciding which tools to use for the job. Since it's essentially an indoor party with plenty of civilians, a few percussion grenades and the HK's should do the trick. This job is is a simple one. Kill the goons, get more info from Hammerhead. He watches as the target pulls up with another entourage and descends the fire escape. He moves silently across the street and into the alley. He enters the Club through it's basement storage and up into the kitchen, and never breaking stridewould out into the dining rooms and begins droping smoke grenades. The instant reaction of patrons screaming alerts Hammerhead's bodyguards in the VIP room and theys stand up just in time to see 2 percussion grenades role into the room. FOOM! As several fall to their knees with burst eardrums, Hammerhead flips his table forward, seemingly uneffected by the blast, just as the Punisher steps into the doorway brandishing a heavily modified HK5 in each hand. He instantly begins to unload on the stunned guards, stoically filling the room with mist that appears pink in the light. "So much for the litework." he thinks to himself as he falls back behind the doorway to reload. As he moves back into the room. Hammerhead kicks the table, sliding it infront of the doorway and unleashes a hail of gunfire. Frank dives for cover in the previous dining area. The repetitious Thud! sounds like .45 caliber, and those don't feel good even with body armor. Frank hurls his last smoke bomb into the room and positions himself to meet his opponent. No movement, only words, "They's a reason I'm called Hammahead" As Frank cranes his head to peer over the overturned table, it and the doorway explode into splinters as a large man comes barreling through. Frank is slammed across the room both weapons sent flying from his hands. as he recoils to stand Hammerhead charges again, this time knocking Frank through a wall and into the kitchen. He hears Hammerhead laugh as he mocks the great Punisher while stepping through the hole he made with Franks body. Frank pulls himself to his feet, Hammerhead taunting him. "This guy is too arrogant" Frank thinks to himself. "I hearda you. Lets see what you got Puny-sher." Hammerhead goads. With practiced fluidity, Frank pulls out his sidearm and puts one right in Hammerheads forehead. The bullet impact rang like lead hitting steel. Hammerhead grins, and drops his head down slamming Frank across the kitchens grill line. No sooner that Frank hits the ground than Hammerhead is rushing him again. This time though, Frank held his weapon with a deathgrip. BLAM! BLAM! Hammerhead falls flat on his face screaming in agony and slides to a stop Punisher's feet, "I suppose I could make a joke about Hammer-knees or something, but why bother. Your coming with me and we're going to talk about Wilson Fisk."
Peter Parker, our friendly neighborhood Spiderman, is on his way to meet a new friend. His life has changed a lot since we last saw him. MJ moved to California to pursue a career in film, but Parker knows, mostly to get away from him. He had thought too much about it already, after all she left months ago, and he has even moved on emotionally, it’s part of who he is. However, we all know how past regrets slip into your mind uninvited. Maybe it was guilt, makes sense since this new friend happens to be quite a vixen with a penchant for tights to boot. He had met the Black Cat not long ago, she was robbing a jewelry store. Normally this would be the beginnings of another bad relationship, but ultimately she has proved to be quite an ally, tipping him off and even helping him at times with larger scale criminal movements, like arms transfers, and large jobs. She even helped him bring down that Shocker freak. And he had to admit, he was glad that got nipped before Shocker became a pain, now he is in the Raft with other super-goons of his ilk. There she is, perched majestically atop a building off Park Avenue near the southeastern corner of Central Park, as if she were posing just for Parker.
“’Bout time web-head, this isn‘t the normal gang town round-up. We need to make our way to the Raft” she says in a purr of seduction as she stretches her arms.
“Then what are we standing here for? You need a cat-nap? Fill me in on the way.” Peter says playfully as he plunges from the building and fires a line swinging en route to the Raft. Black Cat explains that she has found information establishing an unnamed super staging a break out for several inmates. This would be no small feat, as the Raft is a facility built on North Brother Island, less than half a mile away from Riker’s designed for holding the new brand of criminals developing nation wide. While it’s the first of it’s kind and in many ways a prototype, it is nonetheless the most advanced prison facility in the U.S. It’s a few miles, so they need to move fast.
The news Marylin had given Matt Murdock was disturbing, but helpful. Especially once he had made his own connections with what he knew about this mutant-killer. Once darkness fell, it was time to hit the streets… as Daredevil. He had deviated from his usual area of Hell’s Kitchen to old Alphabet City, a ghetto on the mid-east side of Manhattan and commonly referred to nowadays as District-X, where the largest concentration of mutants in the city call home. He has been patrolling for hours with little signs of suspicious activity. As he moves from rooftop to rooftop, he finally picks something up, faint but just maybe what he’s looking for. As he moves closer to the sound, it’s obviously combat, then screaming, then silence just before he reaches it’s epicenter. He approaches the ledge of the building and “looks” down over it. The ambient noise of the streets show a body laying limp in the floor of the alley, but no signs of anything else. He moves to approach the body… he sense’s it, but too late… the ledge of the building explodes with a force impact, and Daredevil narrowly escapes being hit. But he’s not hit, and now he “see’s” his target, and now there’s no escape. The figure exit’s the alley and makes for another one across the street with haste, but skill while avoiding the attention of onlookers. Daredevil has recovered and is on his tale. Once in the next alley the figure pause’s, giving DD just the time he needs. He dives from the rooftop at the figure, but the killer won’t be caught unaware and whirls to face the Devil firing at the hero in his attack. Daredevil executes a masterful mid-air dodge, landing his foot firmly onto the killer’s chest, slamming him to the alley floor. While DD makes his own recovery from the high velocity assault He notices that the left arm of the killer is very abnormal, which reminded him of what Marylin had told him about Carl’s mutation, which confirmed it, and DD shouts, “Carl!” Burbank responded with a few blasts, DD dodges them all… except the last one, which sends him hurtling into a dumpster. Carl then lunges through a locked door into an apartment building. DD follows, visibly hurt. As Burbank moves through hallways and up stairs, people are slamming there doors, he doesn’t realize every noise tells DD exactly where he needs to be. As DD moves to the rooftop he loses “sight” of Burbank. He cautiously approaches the door to the rooftop. Walking out, he moves toward a ledge to a neighboring building, which has a maintenance shed atop it. Damn, this guy is fast, is all he can think as a blow lands between his shoulder blades, a physical strike that drops him to his knees, “Jumpy little bastard.” Burbank mutters as he makes a follow up. DD here’s the sound of half a dozen blades unsheathing, he can only describe it as ‘Snikt!’
With a flash, Logan rakes across Burbank’s chest as he turns to face the sound. Carl then dodges the next and blast’s Logan point blank, sending him through the maintenance shed. DD blindsides Burbank with a sharp blow to the head, and following with some more nice movesJ. Burbank manages to counter and unsteady DD, at which Logan lunges in and severs Burbank’s right hand up to the mid forearm, then plunging a fist through Burbank’s shoulder planting him one of the remaining walls of the shed and slams his other fist into the killer’s chin, releasing the outer 2 claws.
“I can smell blood all over you, and it’s not just yours.” Logan growls, “What’s your goal? Spill it or the last thing you hear is a pop!”
Burbank laughingly says, “Just getting’ rid of a few wild-cards.” and continues laughing.
Daredevil can sense that the stranger with the claws truly intends to kill this man, He interjects saying flatly, “Don’t kill him. I need him alive.”
“Sure is funny hearing objections from someone dressed like you. He‘s a mutant killer, kick rocks if you don‘t like it.” Logan grumbles over his shoulder.
Daredevil then assaults Logan, causing him to let lose of Burbank, and in the confrontation Burbank manages to slip off. Logan, quite obviously angry, but knowing DD is not a bad guy tells him its too late anyway, unless Burbank can heal himself, he’s going to bleed out pretty fast. Logan then says he’s not taking the chance and moves to track him down, Daredevil objects and moves to stop him, but a flash in the distant skyline draws both of their attention. A heavy discharge of energy streaked across the midnight skyline. Daredevil focus‘ on finding a police car who‘s radio he could hear. He looks at Logan and says, “There‘s been a prison break. At the Raft.”
We go back 3 days earlier. An average looking man is sitting comfortably in a chair in a dark study with low accent lighting. A man is then found to be sitting opposite him sipping wine with a small table between them with another man standing quietly near a mini bar. We will recognize the man sipping wine as Leland Owlsley aka the Owl.
“I’m overjoyed to have you here in front of me, as only a man of your unique ability can accomplish what I’m about to request of you, Mr. Dillon.” Owl says with an elements of sarcasm and praise.
Maxwell Dillon responds, apparently to dense to catch on, “What can I say? The incentives you offer turn heads.”
Owl grins and pauses while sipping his wine. “I want you to liberate some friends of ours from the Raft.” He pauses again to note the astonished look on Dillon’s face, “Don’t worry. We have the entire endeavor planned based on your ability’s. It’s flawless and could only be properly done by you. Hence the… ludicrous sum of money we are offering. We will go over everything as well as the specific inmates we want freed once you accept.”
Dillon smiles amusedly, “I’m in, but you gotta call me, Electro.”
Spidey and Black Cat have been traveling full speed and have reached Port Morris, the nearest coast line to the Raft. Along the way, Cat has filled Spidey in on her knowledge of what’s about to go down, including the fact that Shocker is on the list of target inmates for break out, as well as 2 others named Adrian Toomes and Aleksei Sytsevich along with someone unkown. Along the way, it hadn’t occurred to them how they were going to make it to the island. Black Cat solves the problem, “commandeering” a small boat on the harbor. As they make their way across, Spidey spots a chopper flying in low across the bay, and at that moment a black out rolls across Riker’s, Raft and half the grid expanding to Manhattan.
Electro had already made his own way to the island, in doing so, he use’s his power’s to overload the power grid as well as the back up grids for the Prison, seemingly effortlessly. As he blasts his way into the prison he destroys the alarms and communications as well as any automated systems via the computers that operate them, effectively shutting down the entire Raft. All that was left to stop him were whatever guards chose to confront him. While he was given specific targets, he was also told to lose as many as he could to mask the true targets. After gathering his targets; Herman Schulz aka Shocker, Adrian Toomes aka Vulture, Aleksei Sytsevich aka Rhino, and the assassin known only as Bullseye. With the ensuing chaos, Electro is able to escort his new friends to a planned helicopter extraction.
Spidey and Cat have arrived on the island right after the chopper Spidey had noticed earlier had landed on the far side of the island. Amidst the mayhem, Spidey and Cat know that whatever has caused this will be at that chopper. As they clear through rioting inmates battling Raft guards, an enormous blast obliterates the roof and one wall on a building, streaking across the midnight skyline. From the ruins emerges several inmates followed by a costumed character cackling with electrical energy, projecting electrical bolts at varying targets as he moves toward the chopper. As the chopper touches down and the targets begin boarding, Spidey dives in on Electro, webbing his face for starters, but when he strikes him with his fist, the contact shocks Spidey with enough force to knock him back. Rhino jumps off the chopper and charges the dazed Spidey, knocking him into a building. Cat lunges Rhino, and is thrown off. Electro has recovered and orders Rhino to board the chopper and go, to which Rhino obliges. As Spidey is still trying to recover from the impact, Electro laughs saying, “I only wish I had time to finish this!“ and hits him with powered bolt to put Spidey back down just as he hops on the chopper as it lifts off and thuds back across the bay as Police boats and choppers finally begin approaching. Cat rushes to Spidey’s aid and hauls his unconscious body down to the boat, hoping she can rouse him there, cause she knows they will be spotted. Luckily he does and they make the escape, having to swim a portion and hide out in the warehouses in Port Morris again, until finally making safety. Before parting ways for now, Spiderman states:
“What the hell was that? We just got our tails kicked! Now Shocker is back on the streets along with that Magilla Gorilla… and who was the energizer bunny?”
“You got your but kicked, my tail is fine. Besides, I saw what happened when you touched that guy. How do you beat someone like that?” Black Cat responds matter-of-factly at first, then taking a more unsure tone. “Go home and get some rest. We have some hunting to do tomorrow.”
Spiderman sighs, then replies, “I think I recognized one of those guys. I’m gonna look around, see what turns up.” They part ways and Peter feels like he should start at the Bugle.
The next morning, Matt Mudock awakens. It’s time to resume the secret Identity. He had been torn last night, but followed Logan instead to find that Burbank was indeed dead. He lay next to a dumpster a few buildings down with a cell phone clutched in his remaining hand. Logan had said he did what he came to do and that a prison break round up wasn’t up his alley, but whoever was employing Bushwhacker was. By the time DD had started toward the prison, the radio bands stated that there were plenty of officers and military on hand, meaning he wouldn’t be very welcome. When he gets to the office, he’ll find out who, if anyone, escaped. Things are escalating, he can feel it. And how was he to deal with Marylin when she comes to him after finding out about here husbands death?
In an office, a man of great stature stands looking out at the city. Wilson Fisk is particularly proud of himself today. He knows his plans are falling into place. With all these self righteous costumes taking it upon themselves to interfere, it’s only fair he respond in kind. And the blind lawyer from Hell’s Kitchen will pay! Fisk knows however, that only fools are driven by simple revenge. He is leveling the field and permanently changing the way the game is played. If your going to have superheroes, you need super villains to keep them in check. At this time Leland Owlsly and the Arranger walk into the room to report on the details of last night’s events. They report that Electro met with complete success and all assets were acquired, despite the interferance of Spiderman and his new friend. Arranger also tells them Bushwhacker was killed last night after an encounter with Daredevil and a man with metal claws. Fisk states it’s an expendable loss and that he had done was needed of him. Arranger then goes on to tell them Hammerhead's crew were also killed last night while visiting a night spot after they had all gathered for a meeting to plan future events. Hammerhead himself was found dead several blocks away, chained to a table with multiple gunshot and knife wounds. Witness’ say a man dressed in black with a white skull on his chest walked in and began gunning down Hammerhead and his men. This didn’t sit as well with Fisk. As the Kingpin of crime, he’ll see these ‘heroes’ crushed. He then commands Arranger and Owl to insure a visit to the Tinkerer for their new friends. This City belongs to the Kingpin.
We go back to Moon Knight on the ledge in the night. He says again “Changes are coming. The time for watching is done. The Full Moon is coming!”
I swear they get longer and longer. I hope you guys enjoy it gimme lots of comments J. Look for part 2 in about a week.
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2/22/2009
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