[THE DOCKS, HELL'S KITCHEN [chapter for date 26-2] [2nd chap of the day, give me power stones]
*Men are dragging young girls into an open shipping container*
"Help! Help! Help me! Help! Help me!" Raimi pulls her while holding her clothes, they tear.
"Hey! Hey! Man, shut up. I'm getting $1,000 a head for y'all. So, you be quiet...I let you have a bucket. You don't..." He tasers the girl so that she comes in peacefully.
Jake says something in incomprehensible language and throws girls into shipping container with help of his partner.
"No! No. Please, no."
"DO NOT" Raimi kicks her "FUCKING SCREAM" he kicks her yet again "FUCKING SCREAMER LOT"
Jake from behind and stops him "Don't ruin the shipment" Raimi takes off his partners hand off his shoulder- he looks at their security profile- 35 guards for just three blocks of girls. It would have been a wasteful expense some months ago but now it was more than necessary- not that it provided full proof protection against "him".
"I am doing this so that there could be a shipment- you don't want to mess up here."
"Don't worry- he won't be here."
"How are you sure that he won't be?"
"Boss said so" Raimi slaps Jake- he closes the container door. "You are an idiot- will you come to work if someone tells you "he" will come? Boss is a fucker- wanting to get work done at same old price." Raimi lights his cigarette.
"Someone" crouches on top of shipping container, girls look up, see him, and scream, causing Raimi to turn around and see him. He pulls his gun and shoots in panic- while trying to find a way out- the shipment did not matter to him now.
"He" jumps off the container and knocks Raimi to the ground, then beats up the two gun wielding men in close quarters. "He" puts the gun in a weird angle so as to no gun is aimed at him.
Raimi crawls to his side for his gun from the ground and shoots at "him" with it, but "him" parkours up two shipping containers.
This was his chance- Raimi starts running through the maze of shipping containers, pointing his gun at the tops of them and shooting a few times but being unable to get sights on "him"- this was good- he had been spared.
Raimi ran- as fast he could but then he stopped.
When he could leave from the clutches of the Batman, why not bring backup.
And this was not even Batman- Batman wears capes, didn't he? That meant this was just Batman wannabe.
He dialed to the boss, he had his number being his spokesperson in the whole operation.
/Trriiiiinnngg..../
"Boss-"
""Boss isn't here. Say what you want Raimi."
"There is a Batman wannabe here- trying vigilante thing. He had got one of our blocks."
"Don't worry- today's shipment is not worth much- it was a trap for the Bat."
"Trap?" Raimi doubted his ears- trap for the Batman? Were they going senile?
"I know what you are thinking. But we got help from above- everyday is a trap for the Bat till we get him. Leave the area, you don't want to be there for much longer." The call ends.
Raimi runs for his car- if things were true as the Boss' spokesperson said, he did not want to be in the dock area anymore.
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/Ruff- cloth ruffling in wind/ [DCAU batman- the badass type who left justice league like a chad {insert pic}] [Matt Murdock is a college student, less mature than when he originally take his vigilante job]
"Head towards 48th. Stay in the lights. Flag down the first officer you see" He bangs the container- but none of the girl moves.
"Now" A rough, heavy voice asks- pretty much orders the girls to move, and they comply.
The blindfolded masked man gets his arm up. He knew he was not in much danger- given he expected the being before him to appear, but still holds guard.
"Leave"
"But I am needed here- the girls are still here. It took two weeks- two weeks of your absence in the city for all the moles to come back to the surface. Someone needs to do the work when you aren't here."
"If you see this as work you are a fool. This was a trap. A well made one which I was trying to circumvent-until a fool comes running straight into it."
/thud/ Bullet wound- left shoulder and blood flows from the hit.
The blindfolded vigilante took the hit, the bullet should have grazed his liver but didn't as he sided last millisecond- call it instinct or luck.
Batman pulls him down as they both take cover.
*Bang* Another rifle round, this time a waste with no targets on sight.
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"You missed"
"He ducked last secon-" The man slapped the girl, hard enough for a bruised cheek and lip.
"Wear your mask." The girl complies, the skeleton mask on her face. the girl wanted to say the distance was 2.5 miles, but she refrained to do so in fear of another beating.
The master-student couple jumped off the building, similar to paragliders, except they were doing this in a congested, building prone area. They landed atop a ship-container.
The light atop reveals them. We see six foot some inches tall man, armed in blue armor, with white hood and skeleton mask. Beside him was the girl, about five foot nine, perhaps ten inches, with similar look to her master.
Batman tries to look into his opponent- but even a little slip up results to a to the mark shot, and with the boy scout beside him, he was going to have troubles.
"He is coming- the girl is six blocks back, jumping on the containers. The man- he is walking to us 16 meters to your eight." Batman looks at him and then pulls up a grapping gun and batrang. "I have got enhanced senses- I can help"
"This is not a child's play- they are assassins, professionals in their field. The only help I can receive from you now is to not have the responsibility to protect you while fighting."
"But- how is this different for you!" Batman turned left and threw the batrang- aimed at the man- the Taskmaster. Bullets come raining on him but he moves forward.
"I do not bleed with a gunshot" The blindfolded man applied pressure at his shoulder- he realized he was only a liability on the Dark knight.
He looked to his left- Batman moving forward while taking cover along his way in the rain of bullets- tearing everything in their way. He looked to his right- the girl she was not moving. This was the best time for him to leave- he had to leave for the Batman to not worry about him.
He stood up and a small box fell- it was some sort of spray. He realized this was from the Bat as it had his symbol on it- probably for the wound. Appling the spray, the wound filled, at least did not bleed any more.
The blindfolded youth ran, stealthily as to not garner attention, opposite to all the noise and havoc.
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