The Reaper [Male Reader]

Be Seeing you...

Fisk was in his car on the way to the helipad, a glass of whisky in his hands as he drank away the pain of losing his son. They heard the roar of an engine and the Driver was the first to speak.

"Who's that following us?" The Driver asked as Wesley looked back out of the window.

"Oh, fuck!" A Guard said as he looked back out of the window to see Y/N driving the car with a determined look on his face. "Yeah. Super. Come on, let's go. Faster!"

"The helicopter's right down there. Come on! Let's go!" Wesley said as he looked back to see Y/N run one car off the road and into the bay.

"Oh Shit!" The Driver said as he sped up. Fisk however was laughing to himself, knowing this was it, and all it took to bring down his vast criminal empire was his son killing a cat and stealing a car.

"Goddamn, I knew he'd come." Wesley said as Y/N sped up and ran into the back left side of the car, backing off before repeating it again.

"What the fuck' wrong with this guy?" The Driver said as Fisk was now in hysterics.

"Somebody give me a gun. Who's got a gun?" Wesley said as he was reaching his wits end with this whole ordeal. "Oh, God!"

"That was a good one." Fisk chuckled.

"Who's got a gun?" Wesley was asking as Y/N made a final run at the car, turning Fisks SUV, spinning it out of control and sending it side on into a bollard.

"Fuck!" The guards groaned. They all got out with MP5K submachine guns, one approached Y/N's car firing in bursts but Y/N ducked his head down and backed up into him, sending him rolling over the roof of the car and onto the bonnet while Y/N was shooting him through the roof. 

Y/N backed his car up and turned it so that the bonnet slammed into one guard who was sent rolling over the bonnet and onto the floor, Y/N leaned out of the window with his pistol in hand and shot the guard twice in the chest and once in the head for good measure.

"Wilson, the helicopters, right over there. We have to get over there." Wesley said as he freed himself of his seatbelt while the guards took cover next to the car.

Y/N revved the engine twice before backing up and crushing another guard against Fisks car.

"Ah!" Wesley grunted in pain as the car slammed into his side. "I need a gun."

Y/N looked in his mirror and noticed one final guard hiding behind a concrete foundation as cover, he sped towards it and drove around it while shooting the guard with pinpoint accuracy before driving off towards Fisk.

Fisk was smirking as he held out a gun for Wesley and pulled it away every time he reached for it before eventually Wesley took the gun.

"Good luck." Fisk said as Wesley shook his head.

"Goodbye...sir." Wesley said politely before climbing out of the drivers side of the car. "Ah! Fuck!"

Wesley ran as thunder boomed up above, like an ancient god had been angered, and the rolling thunder signalled the Reaper's imminent arrival.

Y/N drove along the port, looking for Wesley who he had spotted running off, he was alerted when a bullet hit the car mere inches from him, he turned and spotted Wesley stood there looking at the gun and letting out a laugh before Y/N shot him in the kneecap and sped towards him, drifting the car sideways on into him.

"No!" Wesley cried out as the car crashed into him, his head going through the window of the car.

Y/N was suddenly alerted to the noise of a car engine, he turned and saw the SUV driven by Fisk who crashed into the side of Y/N's car, pushing it towards the deadly drop, Y/N shot at the windshield of the SUV three times before lowering his seat and climbing backwards and out of the back window, escaping just in time as his car was sent over the deadly drop. The rain was now beating down onto him as he stood up, gun in hand before approaching Fisks car, checking it to find the driver was gone, he heard the helicopter and looked up to see Fisk stop walking towards it and and turn to face him, he knew Y/N, he knew this would only end one way.

"No more guns, Y/N. No more bullets." Fisk said as he faced off against Y/N in the teaming rain, their suits both soaked through, Fisk standing a good 6 inches taller than Y/N.

"No more bullets." Y/N accepted as he threw away the gun.

"Just you and me, Y/N."

"You and me." Y/N repeated as he put up his guard. Fisk threw a Fake punch before throwing a series of jabs that Y/N avoided before moving in, punching Fisk in the face, only for it to seem like it simply angered him, he picked Y/N up and threw him into a nearby concrete barrier. Y/N stood up, feeling what was definitely a cracked rib. Fisk charged at him and Y/N rolled out of the way at the last second, allowing Fisk to slam head first into the barrier, smashing it. Y/N took the opportunity of the dazed Fisk to begin going to town on Fisks face.

"What happened, Y/N? We were professionals. Civilized." Fisk said as he shoved Y/N off of him, sending the assassin off of his feet before they recovered, rolling back onto their feet.

"Do I look civilized to you?" Y/N growled as he looked at Fisk. Fisk threw a punch and hit Y/N, knocking him to the ground before he pinned Y/N to the floor and started trying to crush him before Y/N grabbed his ankle and twisted it, he stood up and looked at Fisk who snarled at him, Y/N was quick to capitalize, avoiding a punch and then hitting Fisk by shoulder barging with all of his weight onto the side of Fisks kneecap, Fisk let out a grunt of pain as Y/N had brought him to one knee.

'If they're bigger, then you've got to be faster and smarter.'

Y/N avoided a punch before Fisk swung again, Y/N felt something stab into his gut, it was Wilsons collapsible cane,  Y/N grabbed Fisk's wrist and used the cane being embedded in him to provide leverage to break Fisk's right arm.

He grabbed the cane and jammed it into Fisk's chest, making sure to avoid the suit jacket. He then began going to town after removing the diamond from the top of the cane, he was using the diamond to beat Fisk to near death, the stab wound would finish him off for certain, Y/N fell back against a container as he held pressure on his wound.

"Be seeing you, Y/N." Fisk said as Y/N nodded.

"Yeah. Be seeing you." Y/N said as he stood up and removed the cane before stabbing Fisk through the eye, for certainty.

"Come on, Y/N. Let's go home." Natasha said.

Y/N was laying there next to a crashed SUV he had used to leave the docks. Blood loss was taking its toll, Y/N stood up through the pain and limped inside the nearby building, finding it to be a kennels, he looked around at all of the dogs and then remembered his wound, he opened a cabinet and retrieved some of the medical equipment he would need for emergency first aid and began to treat his wound. He fell onto a table when he heard the whine of a dog, he looked up and saw it, an American Akita. He walked up to it and opened it's cage before petting it.

"It's okay. Let's go home." Y/N said with a smile at the dog before finding a leash and attaching it to the dogs collar, beginning his walk home, his quest for vengeance was complete.

...The End

Thank You all for reading this book, I hope you have enjoyed it, I have tried to stick as closely to the John Wick story and ideas but using the Marvel Universe (Films and Comics) as it's replacement, hopefully it was a good enough job.

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