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 A Good Omen, [frank & elektra]
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Matt landed on the roof top over looking the mechanic shop the meeting was taking place. D'Marco had sent a message asking for help. It was marked urgent, something was going down. Matt could hear the gunshots blocks away before Elektra and hismelf reached the outer roof top. As the got closer the sound only grew. What had been a weapons deal between the Omen, an up and coming gang from Columbia trying to take over the territory Fisk lift in his absence, and the Ukrainian mafia, had gone south fast. Matt could smell the blood, and the fresh bullet casings. He only prayed D'Marco was still alive.

Casting the truncheon Matt sailed in to the building, crashing through the sky light, landing on to of the truck using to transport the weapons. On either side of the building were the Omen and the Ukrainian Mafia. They were squared off, firing shot after shot at each other, pausing only for a second to stop when the sky light crashed in and a red figure dropped down. They shifted their fire to Daredevil as he ducked, rolling out of the way.

The hand off had gone south fast, there was bodies, and neith side looked like they were leaving until they could put the other in a grave. Matt gripped the truncheon, tossing at a support beam. As it bounced off it collided with the hand of a mafia members. The gun fell and Matt was there, bringing his fist towards the face of the thug.

"We need to neutralize both sides, stop the shooting," He looked to Elektra, dodging an incoming shot as he collected his truncheon. The sound of doors being kicked up and the spray of another gun caused Daredevil to move, getting into cover as the new shooter started to tear up the Omen's hiding spot.




@ELEKTRA NATCHIOS and @FRANK CASTLE | hopefully this works. Basically a shoot out of the two gangs.

Posted: Jun 14 2018, 05:01 AM
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”Goal for tonight is not to get shot. Sound reasonable enough?” She quipped as she landed on the roof, right behind him as they headed for the skylight. It didn’t take super hearing to pick up the sound of gunfire in the place and with all the metal she assessed that ricochets would also be a potential hazard. Of course, a plan of attack would have been nice, or at least the assumption that they’d agreed upon one but Matthew didn’t wait that long before jumping into the middle of things. He never did. They would have to work on that. It wasn’t a team effort.

Drawing her sais she sighed under the cowl that hid the lower part of her face as he crashed through the skylight. The direction of the shots changed after his entrance and she grumbled under her breath at the idiocy of guys with guns before making her own entrance. It wasn’t as flashy as Daredevil’s but then, she liked to keep the element of surprise a while longer. While he drew the gangs attention she slipped in and across the ceiling beams, dropping down quietly into the shadows near the Omen’s side of the garage.

After that it was all fun and games.

She surprised the nearest gang members, appearing as if out of the shadows. Coming in with a kick that knocked one into the other and then a quick knock of there heads on the cement put them out. Another was turning her way, gun at the ready and she threw one of her sai, the tine caught on the weapon, tearing it from his hand and leaving him surprised and vulnerable enough for her to jump up and crack his forehead with her fist. Her fist pulled back for another strike as the man started to fall and someone else decided to fire in her direction.

She rolled with the man she’d knocked out, yes his body was a convenient shield but they were both on the ground which was about the only cover she had to find before someone sprayed bullets across that end of the garage. ”I thought you were handling that side of the building!” She shouted above the gun fire.



@FRANK CASTLE @MATTHEW MURDOCK
Posted: Jun 14 2018, 01:50 PM
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It truly was amazing how quickly people squealed. There was no loyalty between these thugs. Put a gun to someone's head? They might not tell you everything. Blow their buddy's head off in front of them? Suddenly they really start to rattle off everything that you want to know and even some things that you might not want to know.

Frank's original quest to disrupt a sex trafficking ring had gotten a bit off course. Though he still intended on bringing that enterprise to the ground, he had found that gun trafficking was just as prevalent. The bad thing about that was that they were falling into the hands of gangs who would then turn around and use them to harm and terrorize local citizens in order to “claim territory” or whatever the hell they wanted to call it today. Either way. It was going to stop.

It hadn't taken him long to find the place. Some mechanic shop where they thought it was safe enough to trade some goods. The Colombians he had a chat with hadn't given him much more than that to go on, but then again – he really didn't give them much time to go into detail. Apparently there were new gangs moving in, some of which were filling the void that he had cleared out a year or so ago, and some that were claiming Fisk's old territory. Frank didn't know that much more than that, but he didn't need to know much more. He had heard enough.

Coming straight from the little interrogation he had just held, Frank pulled up to the mechanic shop in a blacked out minivan about the same time that Daredevil was making his entrance. The van wasn't stolen, but it was bought with cash under a false name. It was really a piece of shit vehicle that he had just spray painted black, but it got him from place to place. Stepping out of the van, he raised a brow at the sound of shooting.

”They got started without me,” Frank commented, reaching back into the van and withdrawing a Heckler and Koch G36. He locked in a thirty round magazine and then pulled the bolt back, locking the first round into place. As he approached the mechanic shop, he used his thumb to flip the rifle off of “Safe” and into “Automatic” and then held it with his right arm as he used his left to open the large garage door where cars would pull through to visit a mechanic.

He didn't see Daredevil and Elektra. He just saw people shooting at one another. The Punisher took aim through the reflex sight of the rifle, unloading a volley of bullets into the two opposing gangs. Unlike their untrained shots that were mostly just sprayed at one another, Frank shot in short controlled bursts that killed several of the gang members with the first magazine. The shooting only stopped when the thirty rounds ran out, and Frank immediately removed the magazine and reached to his belt to quickly exchange the empty one out for a fully loaded one. As he moved to cover, he slapped the fresh mag into place and prepared to fire again.



@MATTHEW MURDOCK @ELEKTRA NATCHIOS
Posted: Jun 14 2018, 03:06 PM
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"The goal tonight is to find D'Marco and get him out of here. He's here because I asked him to be. I can't have him risk his,life for something I said," Matt said calmly, looking to Elektra. Getting shot was part of that yes. But D'Marco's safety came first. He had intended to introduce the two of them but it never came up. Now it was almost to late. He told her about her I'm though. The informant he saved, the one that begged for his life. Daredevil as generous, especially to a kid in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was loyal, and doing the right thing now. Matt could risk his safety for information, it wasn't right.

As the shooter came in, tearing up the games Matt was forced to get in to cover. He saw Elektra doing the same, using the human shield. The buckets were there anyway, there was no saving them. It was smart, and still worked. Matt just to prevent anyone else from dying now. As he rolled up he looked to elektra. "He's not with either gang. Find D'Marco." Matt sprung from the cover and landed down in front of the shooter.

Pushing up the gun he swung his fist towards them. When he saw who it was he stopped. "Frank," Matt asked, tilting his head to the side. "I'm sorry Frank, I can't let you shoot anymore of them." His hand came up again, this time looking to knock the gun away. The barges of incoming fire tore through the building from Elektra's side to theirs. A few shots were stopped by the armour, but it sent Matt spiraling to the ground in the process.

At least he hoped he could take care of the shooter. If he could get Frank to stop then he could control the situation. This was a task easier said than done though. He knew Frank, and knew he had set out to kill theses guys. There was going to be very little stopping him right now. Matt rolled back picking himself up to move to cover. The shots hurt, would bruise, but they didn't need break the armour. Lucky for now.

Matt started to run. He ran up a car he came down beside Elektra. "Did you find him? There's a third shooter. A neutral party. We can't let him kill any more of these gang members. If we don't stop him he'll slaughter them all." He would reveal who he was later, for now not getting shot was still the focus.




@FRANK CASTLE and @ELEKTRA NATCHIOS

Posted: Jun 16 2018, 05:31 AM
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Elektra rolled her eyes at Matthew and his lofty goals. Alright, so he wanted to save his friend, very noble of him. But wouldn’t it be the first objective to not get shot? Couldn’t really save his friend if they where riddled with bullets right? Though it was a friend she hadn’t met yet so she didn’t know how she was supposed to know him from the rest of the gang members down there anyway.

Her shield was well used, taking the bullets that would have otherwise torn through her. She hoped that hadn’t been D’Marco. The guys body wouldn’t have been her first choice but she’d been slim to none on options. At least the bullet holes in him weren’t her doing, technically she hadn’t been the one to kill him, she’d only ducked down behind him.

For the second time that night she rolled her eyes and huffed a sigh before shouting back. ”Oh sure, find him, when I don’t even know what he looks like!” This was why they needed to talk and plan these things out a little more before just jumping into the middle of them!

The man paused to reload and she rolled away from her shield and sprung up from the floor to get behind one of the large rolling toolboxes. She glanced around, her one sai still tangled with the gun on the floor out of reach, but behind the box she at least didn’t see Daredevil take a couple rounds, armor or no it would have pissed her off and a pissed off Elektra wasn’t anyone’s friend.

Taking a breath she leapt and came out in a roll. Grabbing her sai she ducked back behind another car to grin at couple hiding gang members. ”Boo!” Her fist broke the closest ones nose and she slammed his head against the car side window and let him crumple. She kicked out at the other, the gun spinning from his hand before he got a shot off. The sound of feet on the car and motion of someone moving overhead had her spin to be at the ready until Daredevil dropped down by her.

She pointed to the other gang member that had been hiding behind the car, ”Is this him? No?” She knocked the guy out then, ”Want to describe this guy to me? No? That doesn’t work either?” Of course not, she was being sarcastic. ”How about you worry about finding this guy and I’ll take care of the shooter.” she snapped and turned around to edge towards the end of the car.

Sheathing one sai she grabbed a discarded tire iron, felt the weight of it and judged it decent enough. She then pulled her arm back before slinging the iron so it spun low through the air on its way towards the Punishers legs.



@FRANK CASTLE @MATTHEW MURDOCK
Posted: Jun 16 2018, 01:00 PM
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”Figured I'd run into you again eventually,” Frank said, not looking particularly pleased by running into Daredevil. Whoever the guy was, he was quick. Before Frank knew it, Daredevil was in his face and knocking the rifle out of his hand. ”What's it going to take for you to realize that you're not accomplishing shit?”

Frank was about to retrieve his primary weapon when a spray of bullets rang out. A few rounds must have hit Daredevil, because he was sent to the ground. A couple round struck him in the body armor right where the skull was, causing Frank to take a few steps back and then stumble onto his rear. He put both hands down by his side and glared at Daredevil as he got back up to his feet. That shit wouldn't have happened if Daredevil hadn't just intervened.

”You haven't learned yet?” The Punisher hollered after Daredevil as the vigilante move away, jumping onto the other side of a car and coming down next to someone he didn't recognize. Great. He wasn't alone. Frank moved towards his rifle, but another burst of gunfire hit all around him, causing him to have to roll back into cover and leave the rifle behind. Shaking his head, he reached to his thigh and withdrew a Colt 1911 from the holster that was strapped there. ”Going to get everyone fucking killed,” Frank muttered to himself, then came out of cover to fire a few rounds towards the ones across the room that were still shooting.

A spray of blood came up from one of the gang member's shoulder and the man cried out, which caused his friends to all stand and begin firing once more. Frank went back into cover and unbeknownst to him, a crowbar came flying across the room and struck him in the side of the left knee. He let out a short grunt from the sudden pain as his knee temporarily gave out and he stumbled out of cover, taking several more shots to his armored torso before an enemy's round struck him in his exposed left bicep. The bullet somehow missed his brachial artery, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.

Though blood began to flow, Frank glared in the direction that the crowbar had come from and got back to his feet. He reached with his left hand to his belt, moving aside the trench coat that he wore in order to do so, and upon that belt was several different types of grenades. Choosing a flashbang, which could cause a blinding flash of light and a deafening noise, he quickly pulled the pin and launched it right back at Elektra and Daredevil.

He then aimed the pistol towards the men across the room again, firing several more rounds in their direction while walking towards the car that the two vigilantes were hiding behind.



@MATTHEW MURDOCK@ELEKTRA NATCHIOS
Posted: Jun 16 2018, 03:40 PM
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