The Spook Origins

Kingpin Part 2

Letting each of us calm down after our short scuffle we had a chat. Apparently Kingpin landed on his radar as well as mine. Though interesting enough he was never able to get any names of his closest lieutenants. Which was strange considering the detective had a photo given to him showing one making a deal with the Chameleon. If the devil of hell's kitchen couldn't find one then how did a NYPD detective?

Hearing it made me begin to question this whole investigation. Chameleon is very known to be manipulative. The time he played my double was one giant distraction with the biggest being when he took the mayor hostage. Though what the distraction was for is still unknown. Is this another distraction? or is he using me? damn it. Won't know if I don't play his game. 

"So how should we play this?"

"Divide and conquer", I said out loud. He crossed his arms wanting to hear my reasoning. "Kingpin I'm sure knows your after him by disrupting his deals and hitting some of his stash houses but he doesn't know about me yet. You keep tampering with his business dealings while I quietly snoop around to find enough evidence to send him away"

"Not a bad idea kid. One problem, him", he said looking at James. He's right but at the same time wrong. Walking over to him he looked up at me trying to hide the fear in his eyes. 

"oh I'm sure he won't be a problem. Right?", I asked Kneeling to his level. There was silence as me and Daredevil looked down at him. Giving an unsaid promise of what would happen if he did say I paid him a visit.

"yeah, no problem. Seems I was clumsy coming into my apartment and fell down busting my knee along with other injuries *nervous chuckle*"

"Could have just said he paid you a visit but this works too", I said before knocking him out. Standing back up Daredevil walked up to me. 

"And I thought I could scare them. It surprised me when stories of you helping people, actually helping began to jump around hell's kitchen. Didn't believe it after meeting you myself. Though now seeing you, your different. Much different since our last encounter"

"Things changed. even then I don't need you being my shrink", I said heading for the window I came in from. Jumping onto the ledge I heard him call for me for a final word.

"Keep going Spook, too late and no point stopping now". Giving him a single glance I dropped out of the window ready to go home for the night.

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For once I actually got home at a descent time. Usually I'm getting home in the early morning but this time got home a few hours before midnight. Sure I could have stayed out longer but with rain I've learned crimes are less likely to happen then without. No one likes getting wet. Even then the police can handle the rest of the night for me. Need to plan out my next moves against kingpin or should I say Wilson Fisk. 

Walk down the road up to the house there was a car parked up front. It confused me for a moment because Aunt May didn't tell me we were going to have a guest tonight. Though my confusion was quickly replaced with realization. That's Wilson Fisk's car. Paying another visit it seems. Knowing what I found out tonight makes me worried if he'll try anything. Then again nothing bad has happened with his other visits. Just them talking catching up like old friends. 

Heading up to the house i got ready to face him but instead he came to me. Outside the front door were two of his bodyguards. The man himself came through the door closing it behind him gently. Seeing him again made me realize how much smaller he was compared to the one I fought in Mile's verse. He was still pretty tall though easily towering over me and was pretty big too. Though from experience I can tell that it's a false view of fatness to hide his strength. 

"Jack, didn't expect to run into you tonight. What a wonderful surprise", he greeted seeing me. Looking at him his form shifted between the other dimensions kingpin and him. It brought up the old memory of watching the other one kill mile's uncle. 

"Didn't expect to run into you either", i said trying to hide my anger toward him. There was a quick moment I thought he saw through me but it was quickly put to rest.

"Shame we couldn't talk. I have a charity gala for an orphanage tonight so couldn't stay long as I would have preferred. Have a good night Jack", he said walking past me. 

Standing on the porch I watched him walk away holding in my anger. The want to jump at him right now and make him pay was itching at my skin. Took a lot for me not do it. Man donates thousands of dollars to charity then ruins the lives of the same people without them knowing. A vicious cycle that's gone on for years. Thinking about it made me want to punch a hole through a wall but that'd give away to aunt may who I am and I'd be forced to fix it. Walking inside when I grabbed the door handle it broke off.

"Fuck", I said out loud. Getting the door open closing it behind me I walked into the kitchen to find aunt may. 

"Sorry to bring home bad news but the front door's handle broke off"

"How'd that happen?", Aunt may asked surprised. Holding up the handle she was even more surprised.

"Guess age caught up?"

"Could be just don't go saying that to me", she said with a friendly laugh. Setting the handle down on the table I sat down as she continued cleaning the dishes.

"Aunt May, I was wondering. How exactly to you know Fisk?", I asked curious. Now I'm wondering with recent findings why he visits aunt may and how she knows him. Doubt she knows he's a crime lord. Couldn't help but cover up a chuckle at the thought.

"Mister Fisk? where's this coming from?", she said grabbing a plate to clean. Smile on her face.

"Guess curiosity caught up"

"Well if you must know when he was a kid his parents were murdered. Similar to your own situation but it his father who killed his mother then he committed suicide. At the time I was there neighbor before I moved here. You could say he's like an adoptive son to me. took him in and raised him until he old enough to take care of himself. Was quit the trouble maker growing up though. Kids always making fun of his weight which lead to an occasional fist fight", Aunt May said with a smile. It looked like she was reminiscing on the times. 

"Similar Trauma, different reactions", i found myself suddenly saying. Aunt May stopped looking at me confused at what I said.

"Sorry, was something mom use to say. She always saw trauma in ones life as a defining moment. It's how we react to it that sets us on the paths we take", I explained. Thinking about them made me realize that me and him were similar but the way he used his trauma was much different than mine. 

"Your mother was always wise, wiser than me some days. Makes me see a little bit of her in you"

"She was a better person than me Aunt May. Not sure how either of them would see me now if they were still around", I said going into deep thought. Aunt may walked over giving me a comforting hug.

"I know they would say they're proud of you. You've changed a lot recently and I won't like I was worried about the path you were on before. I'm happy to know your back on track", she said with a smile. If only she knew what I was really doing. 

"Sorry again for putting you through that"

"Please, your a teenager. Would be surprised if you didn't have a rebellious phase", she said with laugh before going back to doing what she was doing. Standing up I cut her off.

"Let me finish this Aunt May", I said before finishing up for her. She gave me a grateful smile before heading into the living room. 

Gave me time to think about what she told me. So his parents were murdered too? Another time I may have had sympathy. Now I have none. If he uses it as an excuse to create a criminal empire where everyday he's ruining lives or taking them. He's gets no sympathy from me. The only thing he'll get from me are bruises, broken bones, and a concussion. This time I'll add a fallen empire. Time to dethrone a king.