Capítulo 50: HELLFIRE CLUB PT1: Target
The blonde woman with blood dripping down her nose as her brown hair wig was hanging over her face, looked up at the trio standing in front of her, especially the leader of the three, a bald guy with a revolver pointed at her. Now that's an expensive custom-made gold-plated revolver and expensive taste he has. Even for a thief or a gang member, it's over the top. It doesn't look good in his hand, I think I'll do him a favor and take it off his hand.
"What are you looking at bitch?" The leader hit her again, hard across the cheek. Her face was bruised; her clothes ripped, as she kept holding on to her kid. She could sense her crying but did not attempt to comfort her. She looked around, staring back at the leader of the trio, bloodshot red eyes, trying to suppress her pain. The thugs standing beside him made their guns ready. A small drop of her tears escaped through the corner of her eyes and fell down.
"I'm talking to you," the third guy with a baseball bat wrapped in bard wire, slapped her across the face, this time, even harder than before, forcing her to stand up. She kicked his balls, real hard... I am sure I heard a cracking sound. Poor guy is not going to make any babies tomorrow. He held his crotch tight with the face contorted, looking as if he was about to explode in anger, and with good reason too.
"Told you motherfucker to keep it within limits. Why the fuck are you hitting my face? Huh?" She stomped him over and over again. Then she took his baseball bat and began to smash his face, "I'm done with this useless trick. Fucker, how dare you hit my face? I'm gonna fuck your face up until your teeth break off. What do you have to say, hm? Huh? Say something, you bastard. Hm. Answer me, or I am gonna feed you to your dog, asshole."
Ohhh! That looks really painful. Go on, kill each other. I'll just stick here, watching you guys rip each other apart.
The other two thugs didn't do anything and just kept watching. I can see a glint of fear in their eyes, the type when you are seeing a person, you wouldn't want to cross over. It makes me curious about what kind of position she has in the club. But hold on. That kid began to grow up. Fuck! The way her body is twisting and her skin wriggling like worms. Gross! After a few seconds, she became a full-grown woman, with short black hair, green iris and naked. She got some nice boobs though.
The guy with the shotgun opened his jacket and gave it to her. She glanced at him before taking it and putting it over herself. So, she is a mutant with body-morphing capabilities? Looks handy.
"Go easy on him, sis," She grabbed the blonde's shoulder, "We'll get in trouble if he dies."
The woman turned and looked at the other thug's face, "Next time, hire some guys who know their place in the food chain."
While they were bickering among themselves, I decided to crash their little party. I webbed my phone with recording mode on the wall, to get a perfect angle for the fight to come. Then, I aimed for that golden-plated revolver stuck in between his belt, shot the web, and yanked it right off of his belt.
"What the...?!" The baldy looked up, but what he got was a hard kick from me as I landed on his face, crushing his skull. His limp body bounced against the floor. He won't be getting back up for a while. I turned to his pals, the guy whose balls the woman just cracked and the guy with a shotgun.
"Hey, do me a favor and kill yourself," I taunted with a smirk under my mask.
"Ah! See, here he is, Spiderman!" The blonde woman with bruises over her face stared at me, a genuine smile drawn across her lips, "Seesh, took you long enough. Tell you what, come quietly with us and spare the pain. I don't wanna bust any more nuts than what I already had. Please."
"Tell you what, I ain't interested in what you are selling. But I will kill you all, first I will smash that guy's face on the ground, then the other bruised guy, then comes the shotgun guy... After that, I'll twist that nude lady's head backward, and finally, blondie, I will smash you up with that baseball bat. So, shall we dance?"
I flipped over and landed on the guy with cracked balls, smashed him on the floor like he was nothing but a fly, crushed him, killing him instantly, then webbed the shotgun and yanked it out. Nice gun! I shot that other beaten-up guy on the ground. Fuck! His head exploded like a watermelon. The last guy tried to tackle me, but a point-blank shot in his chest killed him off like a champ. His body flew backward, crashing into the wall behind him.
"Wait! We can talk it out, right?! Come on, Spidey," The nude girl was trembling in fear, while her sister was just smiling beside her, "You are not like that, right? I've heard that you never kill!" She took out her phone, "I'm on live stream, you better not try anything funny. People will know that you are a ruthless killer. We got a drone up in the sky that recorded everything. You should really come with us if..."
I walked over to her and twisted her head, just as promised. With a loud cracking of bones, her head faced her back. That was quick, yet painful. A merciful end if I say so myself. I saw blood coming out of the dead woman's mouth. But considering she can morph her body, she might just be alive, so, as an extra precaution, "Humfff!" I punched her chest with full power. My fist smashed through her chest and came out of her back covered in flesh. I quickly pulled it out and watched her bloody body fall to the ground. "Now, where were we?" I turned toward the blondie, "Ah! The baseball bat, right?" I webbed the bat and pulled it in my hand.
"Stop! You fucking crazy lunatic! I will talk. Just stay back!" She yelled as her legs gave out. She fell on the ground, hands trembling as she held them in prayer in front of me, hoping the prayer might help her survive.
"Stay back? Weren't you telling me to come along?" I taunted and raised the bloodied baseball bat, "Humm... What to do? You've put me in a very difficult situation. The cops will be here any moment... So." I webbed her like a cocoon and pulled her on my shoulder, "Let's go somewhere quiet and chat." I almost forgot, I put her down for a moment and took all the valuables from their bodies into my backpack, "Ok, let's go."
I took her and went to the abandoned hospital, just a few blocks away. But, a drone kept following me. It's just hiding behind that broken door on the right. I shot a web and pulled it toward me. This thing is made of some sort of metal. Interesting design as well. Is this a military-grade tech? I pressed on the sides where the screen was displayed and it opened up, revealing the hardware.
"Hey! People on the other side. Having fun?" I waved my hand. Let's see the quality of the mic in this thing.
"Hey. I don't know or care who or what you are, but here's what gonna happen from now. You'll keep sending people after me and I'll keep killing them. Pretty straightforward, right? So, why don't we both spare each other the pain and make a deal? You hand over Sarah if she's still alive. If not... Well, I'll play a game of chess with you guys. Imperial Lord or White Knight or whatever the fuck you cultists call yourselves... 48 hours. Location, Mutant academy... Oops, you thought you could brainwash her? Don't even try," I smashed the drone on the floor. As much as I would have liked to take it with me, can't risk tracking.
I turned my attention toward the blonde.
"Now, what shall I do with you? I just cut a deal with your boss and you are of no value to me," I kicked the empty can lying on the floor near my feet. The metallic sound reverberated across the silent corridor. It seems nobody is coming out to get her, which means her current status is either expendable or neutral.
"Pl..e...please...Let. Go. Me" Blondie stuttered, barely able to speak as blood kept trickling from the corner of her lips.
"That's a really dumb thing you should not have asked. But, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. Let's see... Humm... Got it!" I punched my fist on my palm, "I will drop you off near the Avenger's headquarters, how's that? They're a nice bunch, maybe they could give you a room and treat your wound if you tell them everything you know. Sounds good?" I webbed her mouth shut before she could reply. I checked her and yup, she got her phone. Well, this will make things a bit easier for the Avengers.
A long swing took us right in front of Avenger's headquarters. It's such a big building, even the damn hellicarrier could park on top. I quickly webbed her down near the door and waved my hand at the camera. Then, swing away into the city.
My target was, 840 Fifth Avenue, between 66th and 67th Street on Manhattan's Upper East Side in the Lenox Hill neighborhood, only a few blocks north of the Avengers Mansion. The base of the Hellfire Club. It's time to infiltrate their base and loot some loot. Hopefully, Sarah might still be alive, but how the hell am I supposed to identify her? All I saw was a childhood photo of her. I guess, I'll go non-lethal for the girls in there and lethal for all the men. That way, I won't have to worry about killing her. Later, the Avengers will sweep the place and they can figure things out from there.
Gotta wrap this up before 7.
[Hellfire Club's headquarters]
I webbed down in the nearest alley. "Well, time to begin. By the time Avengers gets here, I'll be long gone."
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