He aimed his piece at me.
"Kingpin said you'd be coming."
I jumped to avoid the first volley of bullets. "A double cross. The Oh-So-Original double cross. Sometime I oughtta double cross someone just to see if it's as fun as it looks."
Now, I could have just up and left. I could have given Wilson Fisk a hundred wedgies, then gone home to spend time with the wife. But with great power must come trying to keep your word even when you've been double crossed and there are people shooting at you.
Life sucks. It's also complicated. But every now and then, there's a relatively simple solution to your current problem, if you look hard enough.
I covered all of Hammerhead's men in webs till they couldn't move an inch. Then I pulled Hammerhead's gun from his hand, wrapped him in a ball of webbing, and gave him quick transport to the Vault.
I was in a bad mood, so I threw him over the wall, instead of leaving him at the gate. He'll survive it.
"Well I kept my word (even though you tried that low little trick) and now I want my pay."
Wilson Fisk smiled, and took another bite of his lunch.
"And by the way," I continued, "You are never gonna lose weight if you keep eating like that."
This time he scowled. "Look, I admit, it would have been more convenient if Hammerhead had offed ya, but I am a man of my word. Consider SHIELD as one less thing to worry about, though sources say the war is over already..."
"I made a stupid mistake, you know." I confessed.
Angus was lying on a bed in the infirmary in the X-Mansion. "Me too." was all he said.
"Well let's see if you can top mine." I said. "I made a deal with the Kingpin. I threw one of his (criminal) enemies in jail, in return for getting SHIELD off my back. It's not technically wrong, but I still feel stupid. He warned Hammerhead I was coming. I beat the guy anyway, but it turned out I didn't need to. The war is over."
He sat up, with some effort. "Well I can
top it. Pan and I were attacked. They had her down, threatened to kill her. I lost control. I made them feel pain, like I did with Ock. I enjoyed it. Then I killed three of them."
My jaw dropped, and I sat back in my chair heavily. "Wow."
"Look, I know how ya feel about killing people. I canna' say it was completely an accident, so..."
"Say no more." I sighed. "You just have to get better control of yourself. And if you can't, well, Wolverine kills people too. As long as it makes you feel bad, there's hope for you."
We both smiled in a sad way. I cleared my throat. "Anyways, you can tell me all about who those people were, and why you killed them later. I'm gonna check with Beast as to your condition."
"Peter Parker, it's good to see you again."
"I could say the same, Hank." The Beast and I had some pretty interesting scientific discussions in the past.
Storm is hot
True, but she's sensitive. My favorite is Jean Grey...Me:
Talk about sensitive, Jean Grey goes homicidal whenever Scott pisses her off.
"So how's Angus?" I asked.
"He's doing very well, actually. You could say that whatever keeps him alive and gives him his powers also makes him very hard to kill. The bullets only entered his body partway.
"Unfortunately, his recovery abilities seem to be slower than most people's. I would like to keep him here for his recovery, if that's alright with you. The only issue is, he wants to get back to crime fighting yesterday."
"Tell him that he's to stay here until he has completely recovered. I'll manage New York without him until that time."
I just hope he doesn't get into too much trouble here.