Daughter of the Red Hood

Counter Attack

Next Day
Black Mask's Office

"Maybe my last request was to mired in subtlety." Black Mask said calmly only for his voice and anger to grow with each word. "I want these two dead. When I say "dead" I mean seriously dead! Beaten, broken! THEY'RE-HEADS-MOUNTED-ON-MY-WALL KIND OF DEAD!!!" "Understood." Ms. Li said calmly. "We'll be taking further precautions at every transaction-." "SCREW THAT!" Black Mask yelled, standing up abruptly.

"Time they learn that this is a contact sport! We're going on offense. Rough up they're business! Something big, something loud! When they show up to shut us down, have a party waiting for them! And when I say "party", I actually mean a whole lot of people WHO ARE GONNA KILL 'EM!" "I figured." Ms. Li said calmly. "Just being clear." Black Mask said walking past his assistant. Once Black Mask had left the room one of his bodyguards sighed in relief before straightening his coat and following his boss out with his other co-workers.

Later That Night
Baret Rouge Club

Catchy music was heard outside the club as bodyguards stood at the entrance, well dressed socialites lining up outside to get in. Suddenly tires screeching was heard outside the club drawing everyone's attention as a car abruptly skidded to a stop in front of the club. The passengers in the car cocked their guns and smirked before the driver gunned it. Socialites and bodyguards quickly ran and jumped out of the way as the car rammed through the club's glass door before skidding to a stop in the middle of the room.

Two of Black Mask's men then got out of the car and fired their weapons into the air, smirks on their faces as customers ran and screamed.

The Rusty Nail

A man was punched in the face before he and the other patrons ran out screaming in fear as Leon shattered multiple bottles of alcohol with a bat. The bartender backed away in fear only for Rick to come up behind him and shove his face onto a bottle of alcohol which shattered underneath his head. Rick then shoved a gun in the bartender's face who looked up at him in fear and said. "What are you doing? We're protected!" the bartender said. "We pay up to the Red Hood and Dice!" "Is that right?" Rick said.

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A gunshot rang out from inside The Rusty Nail. Perched a top the rooftop of the building across the street, Dice stared at the bar in silence before she grabbed her radio on her belt and spoke into it. "Looks like Black Mask has started to push back. Guess he wasn't all to pleased with us muscling our way in." Red Hood's chuckle rang through the radio. "Cute." he said in an amused tone.

Unknown Location

A train passed over two crumbling and abandoned apartment complexes as two of Black Mask's men dragged and unconscious and beaten Tyler Bramford who wore nothing but a t-shirt and boxers. Bramford slowly and groggily began to come to only to be slammed roughly up against a red car. "Do you know who-who you're messing with?" Bramford grunted in anger. "Yeah, Tyler Bramford." the guy in the red jacket said as the man in the grey coat next to him spoke. "You're a club owner and some damn drug dealer in the East Quarter, right?"

"I am the East Quarter drug trade, you stupid bags of-". Bramford was cut off as the man in the red jacket aimed a gun at him. "Manners, fatty." the man in the red jacket said. "I don't care who takes care of you. You watch your mouth." "Then-then you know who's got my back. You know who I answer to." Bramford said. "Sure. The Red Hood and Dice." the man in the grey coat said pulling a molotov cocktail out of his jacket along with a lighter.