No Remorse [ Open ]

[parkerluck]

Snapping his neck to the side and over to Felicia, he shook his head. "No jokes," he began. "No, not when tragedy strikes." At a decent pace, he walked through the top of the building. On the corner of his eye, he saw several guys. "Hey! It's the Spider-Man," said one of the guards. Peter turned his head to look at him, saying, "No, it's not the Spider-Man." He turned to the side, beginning to walk to the man. Taking off his mask, he said, "No, it's Peter Parker." He quickly gripped his fist tightly, and much to his surprise, the men let him pass. "Smart boy." They mustn't have wanted to get hurt. With the plainest of expressions, he paced throughout the building. "Where's Fisk?" he asked, coldly.

[Barbara Gordon]

Barbara had laded, and wasn't to on edge from all the comments. "No, I did not put something in his cereal." She gave a faint smile, to show she had caught the humor as she followed Spider-Man.

She didn't even know him and she was worried for him. Just the tone of his voice scared her, and put her on edge. She was at his side. Ironically, her suit was also black, just the yellow bat on her chest, and the faint goldish color on the underside of her cap.

Batman had set Fox to build her a suit, being the fact that she refused to stop being Batgirl. So, her suit was completely up to date, and had almost everything that the Batman suit had.

She kept following him, right beside him now as she slipped the grappling hooks back into her belt. She was silent, except for her breathing, a faint whisper.

[felicia]

Felicia raised a brow seeing Peter take off the mask. "Oh, this is not good." Still, the three of them simply walking through the building with Peter at the lead was a bit better than having to fight an army of thugs. It did seem to easy though.

"You know we're walking into a trap, right Spider?" she asked, looking between the other two. Felicia glanced back, seeing that the guards were following, but at a distance. Inside, it sent a chill up her spine, though she'd do her best to not show it. "Yeah, let's just walk right into it. That always works."

[parkerluck]

"It does," he said, quickly. Peter Parker was different from Spider-Man, now. The kid-gloves were off, and Peter wouldn't hold back against Wilson Fisk. Normally he'd make a joke; probably say something like "Oh, Mister Wilson. It's Dennis!" He wasn't able to joke, though. He had to show him who was boss, and who was the "real" Kingpin. He was to show him that Peter was the greater man, and superior in every way. He was a crime lord and probably hired the hit-man just to get "back" at Peter; to get his revenge.
Storming through now, he kicked at the walls, and pounded on the ground. He was becoming furious by the second. In a loud voice, he asked, "Where is Wilson Fisk?"

[Barbara Gordon]

Barbara didn't like it one bit. She was used to being up in the rafters and dropping down on the guards, nutrelizing them one by one. That wasn't the cast this time. Obviously. But, she didn't let her unease show, except for her emerald eyes darting back and fourth beneath the black mask.

She hated traps. Every part of them. They drove her crazy. And the fact that the three if them were willingly walking into this one set her even more on edge. She set her right hand on her utility belt, just in case she had to use something in a hurry.

Her nerves were on edge as she looked at Peter, noticing his mask was off. He was handsome, but that didn't matter now. Not in the least as she looked back behind them, her chest pumping slightly.

[felicia]

Felicia had seen Peter like this before, though it was rare. Sometimes, the man seemed to just get blinded by angry or stress. If the target of his rage was Kingpin, though, she'd let him cut loose for just a while.

"Hey, uh..." she took a good look at the girl who had followed Peter, and shrugged. "Batwoman? Best we don't follow him into a trap. He can handle himself." When they next passed through a set of double doors, Felicia took a part of the rope from her grappling hook, and tied the door handles together.

"We might be able to find another way you know, uh, flank the bad guys when they trap him?" it might not be the best plan, since they had all been spotted together already, but it seemed better than jumping into an oven.

[parkerluck]

He heard Felicia's remark as he walked through the door on the left. "If, Felicia," he began. "Only if they trap me." He rocketed down the doorway, and spotted the Kingpin, himself, sitting on a mere chair behind the large desk. He was making an attempt to anger Peter by calling him a fool. "Your usual sense humor is gone," he began. "When you make a mockery of everything you stand for, I guess you simply cannot joke."

The fury and the rage that Peter had buried along with the suit was showing. It resembled the anger that the symbiote gave. Among his anger, he was able to hear him command something. He couldn't quite hear what he was blurting out, but he quickly felt himself being pounced on by a bunch of tall men. They were fools were thinking they could hurt him. Peter wanted to show purely his strength, so he didn't resort to using his webshooters. He was able to escape their touch, only to be captured by the Kingpin, in his arms. At the very moment, he looked at him in his eyes, the cold eyes, and was furious, but could do nothing about it.

[Barbara Gordon]

Batgirl shook her head. "No... I said I'd help." She said to the Black Cat and looked into the room after Peter, after the men jumped on him, she shot her grappling hook into the rafters and pulled herself up.

Looking down, when he forced them off and ran right into the arms of the other man. She bit her lip slightly as she could tell he couldn't quite get away on his own.

She bit her lip harder as she swung down, slamming her feet into the man, busting him off Peter and landing unsteadily beside the unmasked Spider. She looked at him.

[felicia]

"Yeah okay, later guys." she said, rolling her eyes. "Just jump right into a trap, I'll be over here, not being punched in the face." Felicia had taken a different corridor, hoping to find a better way to their destination. Hearing the sounds of a struggle though, she sighed, and turned around.

The door she had tied shut was being pushed from the other side as more men tried to get in on the action. Felicia ignored it and kept going, the rope would hold for a long time. She got back just in time to see Batgirl slam into Kingpin and send the large man back into a wall.

A few of the men who had grappled with Spider-man were getting back up, and Felicia drove her claws into the shoulders of one guy and held him down. An explosion rang through the air as the door nearby was blown open, more guards piling inside. "Bombs, that is so not fair."

[parkerluck]

Wilson Fisk couldn't hold him back anymore, no. Only limits could, and now, there were none. He wasn't aware of his surrounds, at all. All that was on his mind was getting his revenge. There was roaring all by him: screaming, ringing, brawling. He doesn't hear any of it. There is nothing left of his usual routine. There are no jokes, no cute remarks, no acrobatics, no webbing, no tricks.

Peter Parker is angry and he thinks only one thing. He thinks, "This is the man responsible for the bullet that ripped through one of the few people I love more than life itself." Then he thinks longer as his fury pushes up through him once more. "No, not a man. A monster." In his brown eyes there's a flame, and its one that intends to burn Wilson Fisk out. The Kingpin's shirt was torn off and so was Peter's. "You know what's your problem, Fisk? You're forgetful. You forgot about it. You forgot about it before you decided to put a bullet someone too old and weak to get out of the way, and it's this," he began. "Even with all your money, cruelty, and 'big talk', you don't have any real power. You can't stick to walls, can't fight off six of your most deadly foes, nor can you do so while trying to juggle your personal life." Slowly, he walked up to Fisk, placing his fist just beside the Kingpin's face. "At the end of the day, you're just a fat man with an attitude... A balloon just waiting for someone to stick a needle in it," he said, once more. "What about me?" With a grin, he slammed his fist into the corner of Wilson Fisk's face. "I'm the needle."

[Barbara Gordon]

Barbara watched as Peter slammed his fist into the man's face. She bit her lip after she had heard all of the things he had done to the Spider, she knew he deserved it. Everything that the spider would give him, but she could not stand idly by and watch.

She walked over and after the punch gently grabbed the Spider's fist. She pulled it back and looked at him. "The balloon is popped..." She said softly, using his reference to show she understood. She looked into his eyes, her emerald eyes light with concern and apprehension from being the mask.

[felicia]

Felicia decided to ruin the little moment Batgirl and Spider-man were having, by tossing one of Kingpin's chairs through the large glass window overlooking the city. It shattered. "Yeah, we should go. Before the other million bad guys in the building show up."

With more bad guys piling in, and the point to Kingpin seeming to be proved enough, it might be time to get out of here. Felicia snatched some expensive looking statuette from the desk, completing her portion of why she had come here, and stuffed it down the suit.