[HELLZONE] Old Wounds (Daredevil/Elektra/Bullseye)

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Daredevil spun in a pivot mid-swing to turn down the alleyway and land on the fire escape that was waiting open for him. He walked across its border until he reached the edge at the end where the alley ended in a wall and leapt up to the edge and fired his cable again to swing across the yawning chasm of Midtown: Osborn's territory.

It was foolish of Daredevil, he knew, to just put down everything he had planned with the others back at the laundromat on a fool's hope, but maybe, just maybe, Elektra would help him fix this. Or at the very least answer his questions. Deep down, he doubted either would happen.

He sat on a building for nearly a minute, trying to gauge his location as well as track Elektra's scent. She always smelled of rose oil, an homage to the fact he bought her a rose in college. Or maybe it was how he viewed her scent to be rather than it actually being so. Nevertheless it was quite distinct and while faint, he knew she had been where he crouched. Dangerous enough in this town to be caught in the open, but this was Norman Osborn's territory. While the Goblin himself hadn't been seen, which Spider-Man made no bones about mentioning time and again, his Thunderbolts, hired thugs, and his child army of Goblins were no small force to be reckoned with. He traced the scent quickly, hearing too many heartbeats to gauge their beats from his position. Bloodhound it then, he conceded.

He anchored his cable club and swung to his right, getting a full arc swing that would make even the wallcrawler himself proud and followed it up with an orbit swing down the block and into a building that was boarded up. The hastily put wood shattered like tissue paper underneath his boots as he landed. Now he really smelled Elektra's scent. It was almost like a funk.

And recent...

Elektra didn't even give him an inch as she dived for him. Matthew managed to get his guard up in time however and the two tumbled out of the building to the burning streets below. She saw his surprise written all over his face as he tried to scramble, but she blocked his first two attempts to fire his billy club cable and swing to safety by countering with a left hook and a right cross, both of which were in turn blocked by him and sent wild. She then felt Matthew's whole body wrap around hers, she never forgot how much larger in width he was, and then he fired his billy club which then had them careen with the sudden stop to a rooftop below them. She rolled into a defensive guard and flashed her sais while he landed on the little rooftop archway, rolling his shoulder from the sudden jerk as the two landed.

"What. The. HELL!? Elektra!?" asked Matthew between pants of breath.

"Indeed," she said simply and stood, though she kept her sais at the ready, reversing their grip.

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BULLSEYE

Watching through his high tech zoom binoculars Lester watches Elektra. " Hello Love, this would be more romantic if we were alone but there are other people. Too bad this is the Thunderbolts territory. The Devil is preoccupied with his city falling into criminal hands at the moment don't you see the fire in the distance and the streets. So tell me what a Lass like yourself is doing here? Never mind looks like the Devil himself showed up." Lester was clearly stalling in hopes more would show up. He was looking for a challenge. He backed off a bit. Now he was pointing over in the distance grasping his hands together rubbing them then he smiles as he spots Daredevil heading right at her .

" Things are going to be interesting soon. The Only person killing the both of you is me. First I will kill you again love nothing personal. So many are going to arrive soon. Nah First, you will Divide and conquer Norman said that." What exactly it meant confused Lester. Lester moves more cold and calculating. His intentions are known now he intends to kill them all. Bullseye moved across the roof watching from a distance picking up a SpecTR the name says it all SpecTR stands for Special Purpose Tactical Rifle. He begins to look for them through the scope but loses sight of them. "Ah...looky here looks like I'm going in now. Where did you go?"

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Elektra threw one sai towards her former lover as a feint which would allow her to charge as he went on the defensive. Most of her illusion magicks were useless against a man who saw differently than others, which forced her to result to physical combat. He blocked it by slapping the sai away with his billy club, but he was sloppy in his usually graceful counterflip to get behind her. He was tired and now she knew it; this would play into her advantage a lot easier than she thought. She brought her other sai around which forced Matthew to lean back to evade the slash and the two gridlocked, his club teetering on being caught in her sai.

"Elektra!" cried Matthew trying as if to try and reason with her, but she ignored him; it would all become clear once he was out of the city and when his mind or body wasn't weary from constant battle.

Daredevil had to work quickly and trap her. Even with his muscles weary and hers almost farm fresh, he could still use that weight advantage to pin her down and get some sort of reason out of her. She was about to fork his club, so he detached it in an emergency, half of the stick sent flying as Elektra pulled her sai free, but she was fast and caught his counter blow. He reacted instinctively and put her in an old boxing clinch, using that size advantage to catch her arms. She pushed herself free within a second, but that only allowed him to gain waist control, and he promptly suplexed her, feeling her shoulders hit the concrete with an audible CRICK!

A move like that would stun your average person, but Elektra was on her feet a split second later trying to clear the gap with a front kick, which he managed to parry aside with the club still in his hand. He closed the gap with a back elbow, but she blocked it, pivoting around him, and taking him hard by the neck and tossing him to the side, using that weight advantage against him. Daredevil staggered before taking sure footing and got his fists up, standing off against Elektra. He wasn't going to get anywhere fast with the two of them trading blows. She had him predicted down to a fault, and he to her. So then for once he had to let Daredevil go and act more like Matt Murdock. They were the same, he thought, and yet... Not.

Daredevil lowered his fists ever so slightly.

"I'm only going to ask one more time, and then I am leaving Elektra; why are you doing this?" he said and then after a moment of silence, did exactly as he said he would and slackened his defensive posture, walking a few steps to pick up his second club and taking off.

Elektra stumbled forward; This wasn't like him. No, have to turn this back around - -

"You, Matthew," she said, blurting out the truth before she realized she just did and stopping short of herself; however Matthew did stop. His shoulders hunched, and then, as if he was checking to see if she was lying to him (she wasn't of course,) he turned around in a mixture of confusion and fury.

"What!?" he hissed in a surprise mirroring his posture. Well, I suppose there is no point in hiding it anymore, is there? She thought to herself.

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BULLSEYE

Three days ago:
Lester sat at a table reading the newspaper just outside New York in so-called safe zone, arranging almonds on the table edge with his free hand. Seemed the United States had gone to hell; aliens, New York city on fire. Better than the British news though which was just cheese and soccer.

"Is that you Pete?" he asked as he read the paper as he sipped his coffee, "Seems awfully close to your style. What took you so long? Never mind."
A Canadian man responds, "Bulls... Eye?" Lester looked up, pulled the beret back to reveal his target scarred forehead, rolled his eyes and returned to his paper. Then a North Korea man comes up and puts a briefcase on the table "The government of North Korea thanks you fo…" Lester grabbed the North Korean man’s tie and sat him down roughly at the table,"You’ve obviously never done shady deals before huh?" The man nervously shook his head as Lester let him go. "You alone? I don't have time for this."

"Yes, sir!"

Lester smiled,"Relax! Have a coffee. Pretend like you’re NOT selling me Antarctic vibration or a bomb. Now did you deliver it the address I supplied you?"

"Yes... sir. It is in the New York warehouse as you requested"

Bullseye was not amused at this point."Because if it isn’t," he tapped a teaspoon on the table edge to get his attention before hurling it at a nearby pigeon killing it quickly it fell to its death."Relax for a second. Well imagine that, but you’re the pigeon okay" The North Korean gulped and sipped his coffee nervously."So you got the payment?"

"Yes, Sir. The government of…" he stopped as Lester began tapping a fork "We received the money"

"Good. Now we’re going to sit here for a while, enjoy the sun. Then I’ll get up, leave and you...well, you’ll choke to death." The North Korean man looked up from his coffee, a confused expression slapped across his face, "Umm what?" Lester flicked an almond that landed right in the back of the man’s throat. He gasped at the shock of it as he began to choke"The almond won’t kill you, but the coating of arsenic will. HELP! HELP! HE’S CHOKING!" People swarmed to help as Lester faded away into the crowd singing a familiar tune. " Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today."

Now:
Bullseye climbed down and made his way closer. He continued moving in. Bullseye moved in a block closer for about a minute he was now ready for a kill shot when something came over the com. Multiple times he had a shot but a noise coming up from nearby caught his attention. Lester watched from a distance moving in he spotted a women running from hoods gang members. They are in the wrong territory. He was going to let them go but someone back at the base was interested in this. So he moved in for a closer look down the alley. Lester continues to move down the side of a dark alley. He spots about eight men approaching a women running for her life. She hides around a corner as Lester approaches.

A unknown voice comes on the earcom,"Rescue that women she is the police chief daughter. We need to make the Thunderbolts look good."

"You want me to blow the element of surprise. Really, I was so close... wait your breaking up." Lester waits then lines up the targets bullets loaded and ready to shoot. The loud gun shots go off as he hits all the gang members chasing the women in the head. The crimson blood and the pink and grey brain splattered wall revealed the name Bullseye. He then decided to try and locate Electra and Daredevil this would definitely gather some attention with a scared women screaming. With only a few shots left he might have to rely on his knives and playing cards.

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As the sounds of yet more gunfire and the smell of burning ash fault and mortar flared in his nostrils, Daredevil stood as if he was just clubbed by something much heavier than a lithe 5'9, 150lbs woman in kevlar, leather, silk, and velvet. What in the hell did she mean when she said she did this all because of him? Did he wrong her so badly to destroy the entire city!? She'd never acted this way before...

"A couple of months ago, I decided to try and play hero on one of my assignments, and that got me right in the way of a demon lord, perhaps you've heard of him, he really doesn't like your wardrobe choice," said Elektra almost casually, but even he could tell in her voice this was a conversation Elektra would rather not be having right now, least of all with him.

"Mephisto..." he snarled, and Elektra nodded, her eyes cold and distant, not that he could see that.

"He gave me an offer I could not refuse and now here we stand," she said, enigmatic as ever.

"And that offer involved you carrying a nuke into the city!?"  he said, his temper and his tone rising steadily.


"A backup plan as it turned out," Elektra replied as a matter-of-factly, but honestly.

"A BACK-UP PLAN!? WHEN IS CARRYING A NUCLEAR MISSILE INTO NEW YORK CITY A BACK-UP PLAN!?" Matthew bellowed, his lid finally blowing off, throwing his hands up in the air in disgust and outrage. 

"If you couldn't beat me in a fist fight, what makes you think shouting will get you more progress, Matthew?" asked Elektra coldly. Daredevil lowered his hands at this off-guard comment, but that rage was boiled over. He turned his back to her again and walked towards the edge of the building and sat on it, seething in fury. Elektra waited a moment before walking closer to then continue her story.

"When I got word that Mister Negative and the Hood were fighting for territory right under Norman Osborn's campaign trail, and Wilson Fisk returned from Ryker's Island complete with assets to boot, I realized I didn't need to cause complete fallout of innocents and give them a chance at life whilst still fulfilling my end of the contract," she said, her tone was calm and almost businesslike as any true sociopath, but her words did strike a nerve. Matthew rounded on her with his teeth barred.

"A chance!? Ten thousand people are dead, Elektra," replied Daredevil reproachfully.

"And nearly nine million others alive and well in New Jersey or up into Canada. What is a few hundred buildings of bricks and mortar if they live on? This line of work has insurance premiums so rich that even Tony Stark's net worth doesn't compare," countered Elektra, but Matthew wasn't done yet.

"And so the end justifies the means, is that it? That the value of the few is less valuable?"

"Don't try to play that game with me, Matthew, you know it won't work. I did what I felt was best," replied Elektra hotly.

"By making a deal to destroy New York with a literal Devil. What benefit does that give you exactly apart from your own skin?"

"Yours," she said again.

"You mentioned that, but where do I fit into this? What makes you think I would even want this!?" retorted Matthew, his fury abated, but no less justified.

"Mephisto wanted in exchange for my life for me to destroy the thing I cared about the most; however he did not necessarily say I had to kill that thing nor the means of how to go about it," said Elektra calmly, though now even her tone was slowly starting to grow impatient.

"So the thing you care about most, after all this time, is me?"

Elektra looked away but her non-response was the only answer he needed. After a moment, she spoke, though mollified.

"I thought that by convincing the gang lords to destroy each other, they would destroy the physical city; they succeeded: The very thing you worked so hard to protect for so long with not even so much as a thank you, then the contract with Mephisto would be fulfilled. Judging from the fact I'm not dead and no devil beyond the one standing right in front of me has come for my soul, it would appear those terms have satisfied him," she said, though her tone was partially towards herself in confirmation. "The bomb was a fallback in case it all failed,"

"And you think that by keeping me alive that I would, what exactly, be happy with everything? That I had to struggle for so long to watch it all burn? All that work gone in a flash? With nobody but me to even try to fix it!?" he said, his tone rising again.

"MATTHEW!" said Elektra, this time her impatience with him boiling over. "I did what I had to and made a difficult decision with the hand laid at my feet! Just like you've had to do yourself so many times before,"

He looked in her direction as if he was going to strike, but then after three heartbeats, he felt her lips crash upon his with passion and violence. His head a whirlwind of emotions, he could not handle or even try to sort them all. This time her passion brought an entire city to its knees, and he almost with it. But now here she was, a strong woman locked against him, not wanting to let go. It was too much; it was always too much.

He pushed her back and he could feel her eyes bore into him.

"Can you disable the bomb?" he asked. Elektra nodded.

"But not from here. I had it shielded by magicks that even Stephen Strange would have trouble pinpointing down and no tech could find deep within the heart of the island. I would have to go back down there," she explained.

"Will you?"

She didn't answer, but in her heart, she knew the truth; her task was fulfilled, and nobody needed to die senselessly. She got off Matthew and walked towards the centre of the rooftop, arms folded gently across her chest, elbows in her palms.

"Elektra, you - -" Matthew began, but she turned back to look at him again.

"I know what I have to do, Matthew," she snapped tartly, and to that he offered no resistance. But then sounds rang into his ears.

BANG!
BANG!
BANG!

a scream, and then footfalls. Heavy metals trying to pass with light footwork. And the sound of metal crinking upon bone.

f**k, he thought and braced himself for the inevitable. Elektra saw him take a stance before she had a flash enter her mind and then turned to face what her lover was preparing for.

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BULLSEYE



5hrs Earlier that day:
Lester arrived at a warehouse of an undisclosed location. About twelve armed men guarded a suitcase they were Negatives triad lackeys not as bad as the Inner Demons though they can be lethal. Lester walks right in after slipping past outside guards."Wow, first... I suggest a more secure location next time. You really need to work on your security. Relax...(He pulls out a deck of cards and two pencils.)... that is all I have in my pockets." Lester moves to his left as the guy security guy quickly frisks him."I'm only packing one more thing but that is mainly for the ladies but for the right price who knows. Trust me...Hehe... I bring a whole new meaning to a money shot." A man in the distance comes over and opens the suitcase there is a state of the art Laptop inside. He then closes it. The man then speaks,"Mr. Negative sent you here for this...Hmmm."


Now
Lester was cold and calculating he noticed a water tower to his left as he spotted the two fighting lovebirds. He pulled his SpecTR in close the muzzle still hot from the killings after the fresh kills his job is almost done. He looked down the scope only a few shots left so he shot about three at Daredevil's legs and one at Elektra's head he wasn't worried about if it hit them it was a distraction. Counting on Elektra to attack out of spite for him, this is what he was counting on. On her approach, he was going to unload the rest of the clip into the water tower keeping her busy for the moment so he could approach the Devil in red.

"This is too easy...love. A man without Fear needs to fear something. Hey love, don't be so cruel come and get me. Oh, Daredevil you just stay put; I will be right there."

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Elektra saw Bullseye and charged, ignoring his bile and went straight for his juglar, but the bastard still managed to get a shot off. She dodged and realized it went for Matthew! Oh no! This moment's hesitation was too well timed and she found herself batted aside and almost rag dolled by the sudden stop of Bullseye's blow sending her tumbling down the triangular skylight ledge. She looked down at the burning streets below, and then looked up, expecting Bullseye to inevitably finish her off.

But that never came.

Daredevil, meanwhile knew Bullseye would have a ranged weapon ready, this time a sniper's bullet, and was already rolling out of the way, but the bullet ricocheted and collapsed the rusted bolts on the water tower. Then another. Blam. Two. Three. And then he heard it.

GROOOOOOOAAAAAAN!

The water tower was caving in, thankfully away from him and would put out the fires around them, but like the weapons depot a few weeks ago, flood the area! He had no time to scan for civilians as Bullseye was already on him trying to strike a killing blow. His body was aching, his reaction time slowed, but Bullseye was invariably predictable in his hand-to-hand prowess, allowing the Man Without Fear a chance to get back into the fight, blocking each blow with knees and club blocks. He moved towards the ledge, allowing Bullseye to gain an upper hand. He heard Bullseye spit off some more prattling, before simply grunted in response.

"Shut up, Bullseye. Nobody cares,"

That was enough to get the man to make a mistake and rush in, allowing Daredevil to garrot his cable club around his throat and leaning back, the two tumbling down off the rooftop. Daredevil unwired Bullseye's neck and fired to save himself, but the master assassin he simply let fall with a sickening noise through a weakened rooftop.

SMASH!

He then heard metal sheer and protest all around Bullseye's location and cautiously lowered himself in. The water from the shattered water tower above splashed all around his feet as the smell of oil and grease along with the metal clanging along with the faint hint of sawdust as he stepped deeper into the room. All of the sounds and smells indicated a hardware store.

Ah shi - -

He heard a buzzsaw come his way and he barely ducked out its way, though this one actually slashed a superficial layer of his armored costume.

You need to keep fighting, Murdock. You need to find him, he thought as a solid punch connected with the side of his head, dazing him and sending him against a shelf full of bolts. The metal was scrambling his Radar Sense, the water sloshing against it and the clanging of iron reverberating around himself. He could only feel his worst enemy's presence now, and his fate was in his hands.

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BULLSEYE

Lester couldn't say anything after a short lived fight up high he found himself at the mercy of cable wires around his neck chocking the life force out of him. Then Lester found himself falling as he pulled his arms in close he broke through the roof of a hardware store that he scouted earlier. His neck still bleeding a little from the wire around his neck. He quickly stepped over to some blades. Daredevil! Come out come out, wherever you are! What is with you man? Are you running...running?! Didn't think...bitch was in your repertoire." He immediately throws a buzz saw at Daredevil as he approached. He quickly kicked off the wall and went in for a right cross knockout towards Daredevil side of his face before the Daredevil could get his baring's.

"Get up you pathetic bitch. Your Girlfriend will have to die slowly... but painfully. I wouldn't have it any other way. Unless that bitch shows back up then it would be so much more fun. Nice move with the wire... Didn't figure you for last minute tricks, Devil. Today alone, I shot you twelve different times even spelling your name with your brain matter. You are resilient spawn of Satan himself. Hell... Kingpin offered me money to kill Elecktra and you. So I took the money of course. Man really you are pathetic I had more of fight after I killed that Whore... what was her name oh yeah, Karen Paige."


Bullseye picks up about twenty carpenter nails then throws those nails at the wall in a way that only he could with the nails facing out as he attempts to tackle Daredevil if he gets up into the nails.

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Punch.
Kick.
Gut Punch.


Daredevil heard Bullseye's taunting as he had blows repeatedly rained down upon him again and again. He said the words like he always did, reminding him of his failures, like he always did. His Radar was scrambled, the metal reverberating everywhere and clanging. His only relative gauge being Bullseye's heartbeat: Steady and amped, like a coiled snake ready to strike.

And then he said it. The one thing he had no right to say. Karen.

He heard Bullseye throw things behind him, almost knowing Daredevil would dodge them (which he did,) and felt him charge. Daredevil managed to sprawl and put his weight down on the master assassin and preventing him from whatever he was planning, feeling the edge of his heels press against the edge of the wall. Muscles be damned; exhaustion be damned.

"No,"

He brought him back to centre and hurled Bullseye into whatever he threw behind him and then pulled him back and threw him into it again.

"Don't say her name,"

He yanked the Irish bastard free and punched him in the face, staggering Bullseye back towards a window, water sloshing everywhere. He fired his cable club around Bullseye's neck and reeled him in, punching him again.

"DON'T - -"

Punch.

"YOU- -"

Kick in the gut.

"SAY - -"

He fused his clubs together into baton form and swung like Derek Jeter and heard glass shatter along with a thud.

"HER NAME!"

He stepped out of the hardware store, but it was no better for sloshing water out there than it was in the hardware store. He panted but could not sense Bullseye until a heavy weight jumped on his back and a blade entering it shortly thereafter, narrowly missing his kidneys. Daredevil staggered towards a wall and heard more taunting.

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BULLSEYE

Bullseye could see he finally got under Daredevils skin. He approached Daredevil to throw him into the nails and was thrown himself after a counter his body stuck into the nails like a pincushion. "Ahhhh. You son of a bitch... Ahh...Karen, yeah she was a screamer." He was hit with a strong right cross and then a kick to the gut. As he started to pluck himself off the nails you could hear his skin quickly rip off of the nails his Adamantium-laced bones kept him from dying from a fatal puncture, then a big hit with Daredevils club to his body send him reeling into a shelf with mason jars full of nails shattering them and then Bullseye stumbled into the side window breaking it as he slowly climbed through. He reached down and tossed some shards of glass at Daredevil as he exited the Hardware store.

Lester was beyond pissed at this point his jaw was still intact so he could talk. His ribs would have been broken if not for his laced bones. He begins to go for a dagger, not his throwing ones and proceeds to sneak up behind Daredevil as he was distracted with the shards of glass and rams his dagger into Daredevils back as Daredevil moves slightly."Ahh...Time to die now...what is it you fear...(He spits out some crimson blood on the ground. He is becoming weaker from the loss of blood.) Now there is something you fear. I just haven't found it yet. Going to take great pleasure in torturing you boy." He pulls out the knife out of his back then a deck of cards as he sides kicks at Daredevil trying to make him slam face first into a dumpster as he steps back throwing five playing cards at him aiming to cut Daredevil open to make him bleeding like Lester was."So much...(a cough, cough)...time to kill you get back up your a piece of shit. I'm not done with you yet." Lester stumbles a bit coughing out some blood.

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"No, Bullseye," called a voice smooth as velvet yet as harsh as tempered steel.

A pair of sai came flying and found their mark: Right into Bulleye's shoulder blades. Elektra Natchios allowed her lips to curl scornfully as she witnessed the irony. 'Bullseye' she thought and then let her face harden back into the mask of the assassin.

"You're done with him; you have much bigger problems of your own," she said as she extracted a chain sickle from her sash, the links uncoiling like a viper ready to strike.

clink
clink
clink
clink

and as the last link unwound she struck, spinning it in front of her almost like a dancer with her ribbon as it spun like a helicopter rotor around her, firing it towards the assassin. He evaded in the nick of time and began throwing projectiles. She blinked and was abruptly put on the defensive. His arms must be protesting against all that pain with the sais still in his back, she thought and began to size him up. She realized he wanted no part of a fresh, and frankly pissed, former Hand Assassin in his condition and was going on the defensive. She could not allow this to stand.

"What's wrong, Bullseye? Is the Kingpin's little lapdog scared of a little girl?" she said mockingly. She was braver than she felt inside: She never forgot the sai going through her chest, but she wanted him to hurt. To feel as she did: Afraid.

She fired the ball point of her chain towards him as a feint which then allowed her to get a hook right into his knee and drag him forward. He was good and swept her feet out from under her but she got up with shuriken between her knuckles ready to drive them into his eyes, mounting him.

"Or is it Norman Osborn? Oh, that must be bad for business being under such scrutiny like that. But he has you whipped into shape, hasn't he? Tell me, does he like his eggs sunny side up or scrambled?" she said, giving the implication of being Osborn's bitch, which was not lost on anybody within earshot.

"elektra.. no.." Daredevil cried out, but his voice was too weak from the injuries and exhaustion; she could badly wound Bullseye, but he was clever when backed into a corner. He tried to move but couldn't, merely moving a few inches down the side of the wall, feeling his blood from the wound smeer onto the brick.

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BULLSEYE


Lester was caught off guard when Elektra re-emerged. His shoulder blades from the back were in severe pain from sais. "Why...ahh... don't you want him dead he let you die before. Bigger problems Love, the shit is just beginning as for Kingpin he knows all about you now along with Norman Osborn. So kill me if you can." He began throwing his last set of Shuriken at her the stars were not at over a hundred miles an hour cause of his limited arm movement but just as lethal. He spits some more crimson blood on the ground.Love , I'm just getting warmed up. I was going to let you live."

His leg is hooked as it digs into his flesh and he has knocked to the ground. Bullseye gargles some blood then coughs."Loo...k Love, all you need to do is kill me. I'm not listening to him anymore, he is a freaky ass clown. He can hear... you why don't you tell him yourself, bitch." He was pinned to the ground at this point knowing defying Osborn will get a hell of electric shock it is supposed to keep him in line but he was used to it and she was not. He quickly spits a very bloody nail at her face long enough for him to grab at her bottom leg since he was pinned and that was all he could do as he was about to get a hell of an electric shock laying in the water could possibly kill them both.
"Hope you enjoy the ride bi...." He gets zapped real bad by Norman Osborn fail safe inside him he knows how long they take to react.

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Elektra began to writhe at the sudden burst of electricity. She didn't realized how soaked she was and both of them began to burn, too quickly for her foresight to even register it. Clever bastard. All of that work to keep Matthew alive, and this was how it was going to end? Ironic, really: she died rather than destroy what she loved. In the end, Mephisto always gets what he wants.

But it was not the end. Of course it isn't, she thought: A rush of commotion, the sound of a fist cracking upon hardened bone, a roll into strong arms. His arms. Saved. She felt elevated, swept off of her feet and then, between the popping lights in her eyes, she saw him.

Daredevil.

Daredevil himself managed to dive and haul Elektra off of Bullseye into a roll, stopping only to give the bastard one last cross to the jaw to rend him unconscious, before picking Elektra up out of the water. His armored suit was insulated, protecting him and now her from the shock. All this talk of her trying to save him, but in truth: They saved each other. They always saved each other. He was panting and drained, barely able to hold Elektra up and keep himself on his feet at the same time. But Elektra reached up and kissed him anyways.

"You look like hell, Matthew," she said before coughing as her body surged from being taken away from the violent electrocution. Daredevil, Matthew, smiled.

"You should see the other guy," he said and waited a moment longer for the electricity to subside before putting her down, allowing her to get her bearings. Cut up, wounded, but alive. Another day for the Man Without Fear and the Master Assassin.

The two began to pant, hands on their knees before looking at one another and began to laugh. It was weird, they both knew, to laugh as water sloshed around them, buildings burned, the two of them barely standing, and their worst enemy out cold at their feet. What was there to laugh about? Had they both finally cracked? Or was it the slow realization that this was how it had always been?

After a moment, the two stopped laughing and Elektra kicked Bullseye over into a more humiliating position on his stomach with his rear in the air, almost like a child sleeping and yanking the sais out of his back. She should've just replaced them in his heart, but Matthew wouldn't allow it. It made her face scrunch with disappointment: He let Bullseye drop over a dozen stories and broke every bone in his body, even played Russian Roulette with him just to torture him for fun, and yet would have a damn meltdown if she just moved the sai a few more inches downwards. Nevertheless she replaced them in their sheathes on her thighs.

"You've been itching for a chance to speak with his employers for weeks now, yes?" Elektra asked rhetorically looking at Matthew, who looked haggard but no less of a man than in his peak. "Well if what he said was true, then..."

Daredevil took that as an invitation and began to feel down Bullseye's mask for anything not naturally a part of his skull. It didn't take long to find one and sure enough, there was an earbud deeply imbedded in Bullseye's ear. He quickly yanked the earpiece out and wiped off the wax before placing it in his own ear, waiting for the Goblin King to speak.

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Norman Osborn stands up in his Oscorp office and slams his hands through his desk breaking it in half. He squeezes his hand into a fist."Hahaha... How pathetic what a waste of talent I did not send him after you. Daredevil this is off the record. I have no quarrel with you. I can see you from a couple drones nearby if you can pick up the police chiefs daughter get her out of there before she gets caught by Negative's men would be appreciated. Your partner is another story she is off my radar for now. Norman is stalling his men are five minutes out in the last ditch effort to cover his ass so they can snatch and grab Bullseye cause he knows way too much about some stuff. Norman picks up his tablet to see if he can contact Moonstone or Beatle.


" As we speak the Thunder bolts are rounding up the last of my degenerates so you will no longer have to deal with any of my men after another hour...Hahaha, you have won for now. I am moving on to better things and brighter things this is just a waste of my time. If the Thunderbolts run into the avengers or any of your vigilante buddies orders are stand down for now. We over heard a few things. If you can tell me where the Nuke is we will pick it up for you." Not really he did not hear much was bluffing he only heard the conversation with Bullseye.

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Daredevil heard the audible crack of oak splintering on the end of the comm device before Norman Osborn's staccato voice rang across the earpiece. He tried to sound diplomatic, but he didn't need to hear his heartbeat to know that was a bald faced lie. Still, the chief's daughter was an innocent, but he was in no condition to take care of it. He turned his head in Elektra's direction. She was still relatively fresh and could handle it far better than he could. Right now he needed to get back to the laundromat and take a nap before he dared go out again.

Osborn then mentioned the nuke in a flippant kind of way. He had spent enough hours in the courtroom to know a bluff when he heard it: The casual tone, the general callousness; if he knew anything, it was surface at best and at worst was looking to recover a dangerous device for future use.

"Thanks for the heads up; Spider-Man says hello," he said and pulled out the comm device, crushing it in his grip. Sure if Fury had SHIELD techs they could've back traced it to Osborn's location, but that would take time they didn't have and it wasn't like the device kept a recording. He finally addressed Elektra.

"There's the police chief's daughter being held captive not too far from here," he said conversationally, not really barking orders, but still trying to regulate his breath.

"Is this where you coerce me into doing a job because you can't?" asked Elektra, her tone scornful, but equally casual. After a heartbeat of silence, her expression softened.

"Fine, just so long as you promise me to find a place to hide and rest, Matthew. Your city or not, you're no good to it like this and you know it," she said in response.

Daredevil took a moment to consider her thoughts as well as loosen his muscles. He ached, he was beaten, but he might've had enough strength left to get back to the laundromat. Maybe. After a moment, he nodded.

"Good, now then, shall we?" asked Elektra, to which Daredevil nodded and fired his cable club, Elektra matching him with a grapnel she pulled from her sash and began to twirl, hurling it to the rooftops. Helping each other up, the two kissed one more time before parting ways with Daredevil heading west, and Elektra southeast. The two worried for each other, even if they didn't show it to anybody else. And that, Daredevil felt, was enough.