𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵.

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

𝘊𝘈𝘕’𝘛 𝘐 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚 𝘖𝘍 𝘎𝘖𝘋?

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

@RuthlessMarine “ The fuck is wrong with you? “

I shoot an arm out almost as if it was a call to do so. I hear the leather of his back slam against hardened material, brick.

“ Do you think this is funny? Are you taking ANY of this with even one shred of respect? “

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

I’ve been up for three days. Trying to find him, isolating each footstep, each breathing pattern, then I hear it. A Kimber, probably a 1911. I smell the smoke pouring off of it, and I smell the smoke clinging onto him.

I arrive at his window.

“ Frank. “

@RuthlessMarine

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍➶︎ ◎ @ocuIustauri]

call him, while I wait I can have some fun plinking random things off your corpse

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

@RuthlessMarine “ Jacob Zdarsky. Ryan Lakehart. Julia Roberts. Victims of yours. Your shell-casings were left on the scene. “

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

@RuthlessMarine “ I’m here to stop your killing spree. I’m too tired to escalate things so just come with me willingly. “

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

@RuleOfKingpin dragging himself up off the floor looking at Fisk.

“ I—“

A sudden stop of his breath as he finally came to the realization:

“ I believe you. “

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

Matt listened for only a moment. He could never truly tell if Wilson was lying or not. The behemoth always kept a steady head, even when he squished heads in. It felt like asking was useless but he decided to call his bluff.

The man would grab the Kingpin’s plate throwing it +

[𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐤 @RuleOfKingpin]

[ takes a bite of his food and looks up at Matt.

❝ I’m not planning anything… just a man sitting in his penthouse enjoying a delicious meal. ❞

[ Looking back down at his plate.]

❝ I assure you. Nothing more. ❞

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

@RuleOfKingpin The calmness within his heart. Even as he charges, it takes Daredevil off guard. Still no change. Was Fisk truly lying?

He feels the shoulder dig into his chest shooting him to the wall, the pure force slamming his back against the wall.

The man fell to the floor slowly +

[‍ ‍ ‍𝖔𝖍, ‍𝖜𝖍𝖔‍ ‍ ᴵᔆ ‍𝓢𝙷𝙴 ‍ .ᐣ @hautingpain]

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[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

@RuleOfKingpin forward, but even without powers, Matt knew he would. The man without fear would dodge to the Kingpin’s left side, pressing his right foot against the wall, jumping off of it to deliver a devastating right to his jaw.

“ What the fuck are you planning Wilson! Tell me! “

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

@RuleOfKingpin The muscles within his suit tensing up, pressing against the already tight fit. The small tap of his front foot soon escalating to a stomp sending a shockwave throughout the room only he could feel while others only heard.

By the first tap, the vibrations signaled a sprint +

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

“ Weeks since your last move—“

The Devil began to skulk towards the man, stopping mere feet from his desk.

“ You’ve been quiet. That’s not your way. Wilson what are you planning? “

[𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐤 @RuleOfKingpin]

❝ Mr. Murdock…❞

[ He continued to cut into his food with his fork and knife, clearly unfazed by Daredevil’s sudden appearance.]

❝ I only ask that you remove your mask and shoes at the door. It’s rather… courteous. ❞

[۟ @sidereumnoxe]

⠀father, i’m far from home, and i have gone nowhere.

[𝐏𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝟑𝟒:𝟏𝟖 @Bulliestaunt]

Within a moment, the lights would flicker only to be cut off along with the windows, once open, now shut by blinds.

The devil stood within the Kingpin’s doorway.

[𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐤 @RuleOfKingpin]

Do. Not. Disturb.

[J. Wesley @henchmansarcasm]

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ᅠ⠀⠀ JAMES WESLEY
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