On the roofs of Hell's Kitchen, a dark looming presence sprints from house to house. His agility unnatural, hearing out of this world, in a red, black suit with devil horns on his helmet and two sticks in his hands made of hard wood. The man hears a little boy, crying out, "NOOO, DADDY!" "His blood begins to boil at the thought of another child losing his father, just as he had. For a moment, the dark alley where his own father lay, bloodied and broken, flashes before his eyes. The memory fuels his speed as he races toward the source of the scream. He accelerates, now going faster than an Olympian and analysing the surroundings of the kid, Three blocks away from him "3 man, all armed and a driver in the truck. Their heartbeats. 120 beats per second. Afraid, but why?"
One of the goons looks into the sky. He expected to see the clear moon, but he was met with a man, jumping from the sky in a red and black suit. "HE'S HERE" The goon screams with his voice cracking and his heartbeat rising to 180 bps. The Boy smiles as he sees how The Man beats the goons to a pulp. The first two got knocked out mid-air, as he throws his sticks at the exposed heads of theirs, cracking their skulls open. The Third wasn't so lucky. The goon fires his gun at the masked man in fear of his life, his eyes closed and screaming in agony. After he shoots his magazine empty, he looks at the aftermath. 13 bullets were shot at the truck, killing the driver in cold blood, 5 into the houses surrounding them and the rest into the air. From Behind, the masked man grabs the gun and smashes it into his forehead with just enough power to knock him on the ground, but not knocking him out.
"Who are you working for?", The masked man asks calmly.
"ARGH, NO ONE!"
The masked man kneels down and says in a menacing voice "I'm going to ask you again, and you should really think about your answer. Who do you work for?"
The Goon gulps and trembles in fear of the devil, "Man, if I tell you, he'll kill me!"
"And if you don't, I will!" he says, his voice sharpening
The Goon looks at him and tells him "FUCK YOU! Everyone knows you don't kill"
"YOU WANNA BET?" He says, while taking him by his ankles and starting to drag him to the nearest apartment.
The man drags the goon to the top of the roof with heavy steps, waking up a few residents. When he arrived, he picked him on his feet and dangled him from the roof.
The interrogation as he asks with a menacing voice and his face turning red "SO, YOU WERE SAYING?"
The Goons eyes are filled with tears as he fears for his life "Please… Please. I got kids!"
"Would be a shame if they'll find their father dead in a dumpster, wouldn't it?" He says as his grip loosens. "Maybe I'll even visit them. Couldn't hurt. Maybe they know something?"
"LEAVE MY FAMILY OUT OF THIS?"
"THEN TELL ME WHO YOU'RE WORKING FOR"
"OKAY, OKAY WAIT. I'LL TELL YOU"
The Man lifts him up and lets him fall into the dirty ground. "His name is Wilson Fisk." The goon chuckles as he continues "I think you know him
"Wha… What do you mean. Fisk is in prison" The Man stutters out.
The Goon starts laughing hysterically "You think that's gonna stop him saving this city. He will never stop! Not even "The Devil of Hell's Kitchen" can stop him!"
The Masked Man asks, "Why did he send you to attack a little boy and his father?"
"The Hell do I know? He just told us to kill him."
"The Devil" takes him by his jacket and drags him to the edge of the roof, "I don't like people that lie straight into my face! I hope you haven't forgotten about your family!"
"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!" He lets him go. The Goon coughs so much, saliva is drooling out of his mouth, "He just told me that the father was someone who was "bad for business"
"WHAT'S HIS NAME"
"I DON'T KNOW, ask him yourself.
The man scans the crime scene, but the father and child already left. From behind, the goon lunges at the Devil and hits him hard on the back of his head.
The Devil turns around and says, "Not very smart!"
A right hook and a left uppercut were enough to put him back on the ground just like his father used to do.