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1 through F › Daredevil
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
2,770
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1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Revenge
PART 5: "Revenge"
"Got any beer?" Bullseye asked as he stood up from the sofa and headed towards the bar.
"I do not know. Probably. Go look for yourself." Lara shouted while she was climbing up the stairs.
Bullseye almost reached the bar when he heard the sound of a door being shut on the first floor. He knew that it was probably Lara going into her study to make that phone call she had mentioned so many times; but for some reason this insignificant sound made him stop all of a sudden, as if the most ingenious idea had just occurred to him.
He raised his hands and looked at them; they were once again in perfect condition and he could move them faster than ever. He thought for a short while at something and then a malicious grin appeared on his face.
Forgetting about getting a drink, Bullseye turned with a swift movement, rushed back to the sofa, grabbed his coat, put it on and headed towards the door. Before getting out he turned and looked towards the staircase. He wanted to make sure Lara didn't see him leave, as she would have definitely not approved with this.
Seeing her nowhere in sight he slowly opened the door, careful not to make too much noise.
"I'll show you .. who the real devil is." He muttered a warning for the fearless vigilante, who had become his number one target, as he was heading down the hallway, towards the elevator. There was an evil kind of happiness in his voice but also a great amount of self- confidence. He was now feeling more powerful than ever.
Nonetheless, not everything went as planned for Lara had been watching him the whole time from upstairs. She didn't disapprove with his actions as she had known very well that something like this would happen and after all, she needed him to eliminate Daredevil, who has been interfering in her business for too long. But, as much as she hated it, she had a feeling that Bullseye will not accomplish much that night.
Whatever the results, she had a feeling that there will be losses on her side as well.
"Why do I have a feeling that I will have to hire new security men in the morning," she thought while heading back to her study.
She sat back in her comfortable dark-brown leather chair, behind her exquisite mahogany desk, picked up the receiver of the telephone in front of her and dialed the number she had been anxious to dial all evening.
In a couple of minutes a man answered at the other end of the line.
"Do you have her?"
"Yes," the man answered.
"How is she?"
"Unfortunately, her state is extremely bad. She is in clinical death, but we are doing the best we can to resuscitate her as we speak."
"What chances are there for her too survive?"
"Almost none, I'm afraid. The injury was too severe, she lost a lot of blood and also her heart was partially damaged."
"So you are saying there is nothing you can do to save her?"
"Well .. , the only thing that could save her now is your blood, colonel."
"I do not have the time now."
"Then there isn't much we can do. With a little luck we may be able to stabilize her but she is likely to get into a coma and possibly .. never wake up."
Lara remained silent for a while, analyzing the situation over and over again in her mind to see if it was indeed worth the effort.
"Colonel, are you still there?" the man asked.
"All right, I will be there in less than half an hour. Just try to keep her alive. She can be quite useful to us."
Lara put down the receiver and left the study. As she was heading to her room she took out a cell phone from the left pocket of her jacket and dialed quickly another number."
"Larry, be on the roof in ten minutes."
After changing from her black leather assassin suit into a black and dark green military uniform with golden buttons and decorations, Lara went to the roof of her building (because she owned the whole building where her apartment was) where Larry, her pilot, waited to take her -in her personal helicopter- to the headquarters of the secret military organization she was working for.
That night, as well as the following one, Bullseye roved about the city in search of Daredevil, but without any luck as the blind lawyer from Hell's Kitchen, Matthew Murdock did not take the risk of putting on the red suit any time soon.
A few days before, Daredevil had managed to unmask Wilson Fisk and send him to prison but Lara could not allow something like that. Although she met him personally only once, his position as the Kingpin of crime in New York City made him a powerful ally.
Using her power (due to her position in the military organization she worked for but especially due to the importance of the organization, Lara Croft had more power and influence then one could imagine, having close connections to the president himself), Lara got Fisk out of prison. And not only did she have her lawyers proved him innocent but she also had them incriminate Daredevil, stating that this so-called man without fear is an insane vigilante, obsessed with the idea of making justice that now he hunts down innocent people like Wilson Fisk.
In just a few days, Ben Urich's myth about Daredevil made it to the front pages of every newspaper, people also being able to see real pictures with Daredevil -due to his thirst for revenge, Daredevil ignored the security cameras in Fisk's building. Now, every member of the police force in the city and probably every hit man were after him, since a substantial reward had been placed on his head.
A full day had passed since Bullseye left Lara's apartment in search of Daredevil. In the morning of the following day Lara was sitting at her desk in the study, reading a book about ancient cultures and civilizations (one of her greatest pleasures), when Bullseye entered. She didn't even have to raise her eyes to know it was him.
He was very furious because he couldn't find Daredevil and get over with his revenge once and for all, but he also felt guilty for rushing out like that and felt that he owed her an explanation -especially after all she had done for him. And in the same time he hoped Lara might help him to find Daredevil.
"I was .. "
"I know," she interrupted him, still without raising her eyes from the book.
"I couldn't find him." He said these words on such atone that it sounded as if he was admitting he had missed .. again.
"Good."
Her answer made him frown in surprise. He had been expecting her to make an ironic reproach at his failure or he even thought she'd change the subject and reproach him with leaving like that but he never expected such a response.
He noticed however a certain amount of anger and disapproval in her voice, as if that wasn't the answer she had wished to give him, but she didn't give him time to react and demand explanations.
"From now on you are not to kill or even harm Daredevil," she demanded, still not looking into his eyes, seeming more preoccupied by the book she was reading.
"Got any beer?" Bullseye asked as he stood up from the sofa and headed towards the bar.
"I do not know. Probably. Go look for yourself." Lara shouted while she was climbing up the stairs.
Bullseye almost reached the bar when he heard the sound of a door being shut on the first floor. He knew that it was probably Lara going into her study to make that phone call she had mentioned so many times; but for some reason this insignificant sound made him stop all of a sudden, as if the most ingenious idea had just occurred to him.
He raised his hands and looked at them; they were once again in perfect condition and he could move them faster than ever. He thought for a short while at something and then a malicious grin appeared on his face.
Forgetting about getting a drink, Bullseye turned with a swift movement, rushed back to the sofa, grabbed his coat, put it on and headed towards the door. Before getting out he turned and looked towards the staircase. He wanted to make sure Lara didn't see him leave, as she would have definitely not approved with this.
Seeing her nowhere in sight he slowly opened the door, careful not to make too much noise.
"I'll show you .. who the real devil is." He muttered a warning for the fearless vigilante, who had become his number one target, as he was heading down the hallway, towards the elevator. There was an evil kind of happiness in his voice but also a great amount of self- confidence. He was now feeling more powerful than ever.
Nonetheless, not everything went as planned for Lara had been watching him the whole time from upstairs. She didn't disapprove with his actions as she had known very well that something like this would happen and after all, she needed him to eliminate Daredevil, who has been interfering in her business for too long. But, as much as she hated it, she had a feeling that Bullseye will not accomplish much that night.
Whatever the results, she had a feeling that there will be losses on her side as well.
"Why do I have a feeling that I will have to hire new security men in the morning," she thought while heading back to her study.
She sat back in her comfortable dark-brown leather chair, behind her exquisite mahogany desk, picked up the receiver of the telephone in front of her and dialed the number she had been anxious to dial all evening.
In a couple of minutes a man answered at the other end of the line.
"Do you have her?"
"Yes," the man answered.
"How is she?"
"Unfortunately, her state is extremely bad. She is in clinical death, but we are doing the best we can to resuscitate her as we speak."
"What chances are there for her too survive?"
"Almost none, I'm afraid. The injury was too severe, she lost a lot of blood and also her heart was partially damaged."
"So you are saying there is nothing you can do to save her?"
"Well .. , the only thing that could save her now is your blood, colonel."
"I do not have the time now."
"Then there isn't much we can do. With a little luck we may be able to stabilize her but she is likely to get into a coma and possibly .. never wake up."
Lara remained silent for a while, analyzing the situation over and over again in her mind to see if it was indeed worth the effort.
"Colonel, are you still there?" the man asked.
"All right, I will be there in less than half an hour. Just try to keep her alive. She can be quite useful to us."
Lara put down the receiver and left the study. As she was heading to her room she took out a cell phone from the left pocket of her jacket and dialed quickly another number."
"Larry, be on the roof in ten minutes."
After changing from her black leather assassin suit into a black and dark green military uniform with golden buttons and decorations, Lara went to the roof of her building (because she owned the whole building where her apartment was) where Larry, her pilot, waited to take her -in her personal helicopter- to the headquarters of the secret military organization she was working for.
That night, as well as the following one, Bullseye roved about the city in search of Daredevil, but without any luck as the blind lawyer from Hell's Kitchen, Matthew Murdock did not take the risk of putting on the red suit any time soon.
A few days before, Daredevil had managed to unmask Wilson Fisk and send him to prison but Lara could not allow something like that. Although she met him personally only once, his position as the Kingpin of crime in New York City made him a powerful ally.
Using her power (due to her position in the military organization she worked for but especially due to the importance of the organization, Lara Croft had more power and influence then one could imagine, having close connections to the president himself), Lara got Fisk out of prison. And not only did she have her lawyers proved him innocent but she also had them incriminate Daredevil, stating that this so-called man without fear is an insane vigilante, obsessed with the idea of making justice that now he hunts down innocent people like Wilson Fisk.
In just a few days, Ben Urich's myth about Daredevil made it to the front pages of every newspaper, people also being able to see real pictures with Daredevil -due to his thirst for revenge, Daredevil ignored the security cameras in Fisk's building. Now, every member of the police force in the city and probably every hit man were after him, since a substantial reward had been placed on his head.
A full day had passed since Bullseye left Lara's apartment in search of Daredevil. In the morning of the following day Lara was sitting at her desk in the study, reading a book about ancient cultures and civilizations (one of her greatest pleasures), when Bullseye entered. She didn't even have to raise her eyes to know it was him.
He was very furious because he couldn't find Daredevil and get over with his revenge once and for all, but he also felt guilty for rushing out like that and felt that he owed her an explanation -especially after all she had done for him. And in the same time he hoped Lara might help him to find Daredevil.
"I was .. "
"I know," she interrupted him, still without raising her eyes from the book.
"I couldn't find him." He said these words on such atone that it sounded as if he was admitting he had missed .. again.
"Good."
Her answer made him frown in surprise. He had been expecting her to make an ironic reproach at his failure or he even thought she'd change the subject and reproach him with leaving like that but he never expected such a response.
He noticed however a certain amount of anger and disapproval in her voice, as if that wasn't the answer she had wished to give him, but she didn't give him time to react and demand explanations.
"From now on you are not to kill or even harm Daredevil," she demanded, still not looking into his eyes, seeming more preoccupied by the book she was reading.