"Breaking news! Wilson Fisk, CEO of Fisk industries has been revealed as a crime lord known as "The Kingpin". The main leader of a shadow empire ruling over New york's criminal underworld for years! Recently videos showing mister Fisk's criminal dealings that coincide with multiple murders, drug dealing and trafficking, arms dealing, and many other crimes were anomalously brought into the news station but also the NYPD. New York City is currently surprised and shocked that a man who has been donating millions to charity for years could be behind most of the city's organized crime. We expect New York's finest to be quickly apprehending mister Fisk. Stay tuned as we keep you up to date with the situation "

The city of New York was busier than usual as multiple police cars were speeding down the streets all heading to a single place. Alongside them were a few SWAT trucks along with detectives following them outfitted with kevlar vests. One of these detectives being detective Bridgerton. It was late last night that Spook sent him multiple videos showing the one man that multiple of their investigations have been looking into, The Kingpin. Videos showing the man making multiple illegal deals along with footage catching him personally murdering people who have been reported missing for months or even years. If that wasn't surprising most were caught off guard to realize it was Wilson Fisk himself in the tapes. Even he was still wrapping his head around it. Another thought going through his head was after Spook dropped them off he said he would be apprehending Fisk his way. Made him think that Spook had something planned. It worried him what exactly it could be.

"What are you up to spook", he said out loud. Reaching over he grabbed the radio to begin broadcasting on all Police frequencies. "This is officer Bridgerton, listen closely because I bloody ain't going to repeat myself. We are about to apprehend the most dangerous man in New York. He is not going to come quietly. Stay with your teams, watch each other's backs, and most important of all. Make sure you get out of this alive. We don't need any officers dying today"

"Sir, are we expecting the spook to help?", someone asked over the radio. He couldn't help but gain a smirk on his face at the question. A lot of the police were beginning to warm up to his help. Though some still didn't like how he handled dealing out his form of justice.

"Keep an eye out mate, you may just catch a glimpse of him"

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Frustration, that's what went through Wilson Fisk's head as he walked to his office. Already at the news that tapes incriminating him to multiple crimes he had the guards of the building boost their fire power. Instead of suits they were now wearing full tactical gear now looking more the part of mercenaries, which they were. The suits were meant to project an image of bodyguards. Now they were able to use the weapons they preferred, fully automatic weapons mixed in with grenades. New York's police force wasn't ready for what they were walking into which made Fisk confident he could get out of this. His frustration came from his image being sullied and all the hard work building it being torn apart in a night it seems.

"What do you want me to do sir?", Task master asked, walking alongside him.

"Secure the helipad. Make sure no police choppers land there. We have some stinger missile launchers my men can bring up to you we had stocked away in case of this situation. Also make sure no costumed heroes get into the building as well. Never know when the devil of hell's kitchen will pay a visit"

"Will do"

Turning around he headed back to the elevators while Fisk made his way to his office. There were still some things he needed to grab hidden in his office. There were all forms of information hidden in his office that can help him keep his power and even rebuild if done correctly. Most of it is blackmail for multiple city officials along with government. Coming around the corner he was shown an odd sight. The hallway had seven of his men sprawled out unconscious. Looking at the scene it seems they weren't even able to fire off a single shot before they were attacked. Walking down the hall cautiously he took in what he saw in further detail.

Looking over his guards when passing them he could see how efficiently each was taken down. Most if not all were taken out with only a quick couple of attacks. He could see this looking at one guard specifically as he had a bloody nose with an arm bending in the wrong direction. Most had a broken bone or more. One was on his side with some broken teeth not far from his body. The most impressive part was none looked actually killed but were still breathing even while having trouble. Walking up to his office he cautiously walked in to be surprised.

All his men in the hallway were beaten with precise brutality and no one was waiting for him in his office. on edge he began to think maybe the attacker was in his office and fought his way out. Probably trying to find something but looking around they were unsuccessful. It was strange seeing there were no signs of someone searching his office. Still keeping his guard up he walked over to one of his book shelves. Removing a specific book dropping them to the floor he pressed his hand against the back of the case causing it to open up partly. Opening it fully it showed documents held together by twine with sets of audio tapes, all blackmail.

"Knew you had it there but just wanted to see you grab them", a voice said. Whipping around he was ready to strike but saw no one. Ready to strike, he looked around the room for the voice.

"It ends today Fisk, or should I call you kingpin", Spook said. He was sitting at Fisk's desk camouflaged before dropping it to show himself.

"The spook, been hearing a lot about you over the months. Guess I underestimated you", Wilson admitted.

"Help when you have the devil running around", Spook said standing up. Fisk couldn't help but chuckle hearing his remark.

"So he was a distraction. I really have underestimated you. Sure you got in the way of some of my operations but they were small so were never a worry. Surprised you were able out who I was so quickly along with expose me"

"It wasn't easy, especially with your security for this building. Exposing you wasn't the hard part. Being too cautious can cost you when you like to tape everything going on in this room", Spook said pointing where the hidden camera was. The same one he was able to get all the footage to incriminate Fisk. Hearing this made Fisk angry to know his undoing was his own. It was sloppy for someone like him.

"Years of business taken down in a single morning, it's impressive. So I guess this is the part that you take me in and are hailed as a hero. Correct?". Spook walked up to Fisk standing in front of him with a glare, one that could be seen. Fisk just looked down at him with a knowing smirk.

"Not exactly"

Suddenly he landed a clean punch to Fisk's chest making him hunch over. He quickly followed up with a clean elbow uppercut. Fisk with gritted teeth held his ground even being kicked with such power. Raising his fist he slammed them down in a way to crush Spook but he was too slow. Jumping back Spook dodged the fists as they smashed to the ground tearing up splinters from the force. He was quick to jump back in with a flying kick but Fisk with speed that surprised Spook caught his foot throwing him into a book casing. Spook fell down with multiple books piled on top of him.

Before he was able to push the books off him Fisk grabbed him with one of his hands hoisting him into the air. He raised his hand to punch spook while he had him grab but was met with a kick to his jaw making him loosen his grip. Using fisk as a springboard as he dropped he kicked Fisk with both his feet pushing himself through the air. Landing in a three point stance he glared at Fisk who matched him with his own.

"You don't disappoint Spook. You really aren't like the others, your history shows that very clearly. Now why you do it is a question. Everyone knows why Tony Stark flies around in his suit of armor and why Steve Rodgers holds his shield. You though, you're a mystery. Your brutality toward the criminal element doesn't seem to have reason. Possible an anger toward criminals, could stem from losing someone close"

"You're not far off, I'll give you that but that's where it ends. All that's left for me to say is this. Hope you're happy with what you created. Your own monster has come to burn your kingdom down to the ground. I'm going to enjoy it", Spook said with an unseen smile. A smile of pure hatred and anger mixed with amusement.

"Come then, come and see this empire isn't one that can be so easily torn down"

"Let's fucking go then"

Fisk started running at spook but he showed no signs of moving. Getting close Fisk threw a punch that barely touched Spook as he dodged. Grabbing his arm he shifted his weight throwing him into his desk. Knocking into his desk it went flying into the window cracking it. Fisk slowly got up but was kicked into the window further cracking it. Stopping himself falling to a knee he looked at Spook with rage.

"You think you can stop me! You're no avenger! Just some punk playing hero!"

"You know my history and you know. I'm no hero"

With a roar he ran at Fisk tackling him right through the glass. Both began to tumble through the air both holding onto a vice grip. Both unwavering when it comes to letting go of the other. Even though anger was coursing through his body he had to make sure both of them didn't die. Moving Fisk's body mid air so he was on top of him he headbutted Fisk to disorient him. This gave him a chance to see how close to the ground they were which they were getting pretty close soon. Pushing off Fisk he directed himself back toward the tower. Sticking to the side of the building he ran down it pushing himself to go as fast as possible following Fisk. Even going so far as to enter free fall again diving to catch up with falling behind. Seeing the ground getting closer he can see the police cutting off the front of the building with press all around and bystander, good. Time for the show to really begin.

Right when they were both getting close to the ground Spook jumped off the building into Fisk. Thanks to Spook's enhanced strength he was able to catch Fisk before he hit the ground. Both tumbled into the ground but Spook made sure to kick Fisk away from him. Both stopped tumbling, gritting their teeth in slight pain, more so Spook after doing what he just did. Slowly he pushed himself back to his feet as Fisk did the same. Both currently stood a distance from each other as the crowd watched. Officers moved to arrest Fisk.

"STOP!!! none of you touch him!", Spook yelled, surprising many. Then to everyone's shock he began to take his top off and threw it to the side. There were a mixture of gasps heard seeing Spook in only his mask and gloves. They were all surprised as they saw scars on Spook's toned body. Scars that showed mistakes before he officially took the name spook.

"What is this?", Fisk asked. Without words Spook took off his belt used to hold his gadgets dropping it at his feet. Next he raised his fists with a focused look on his mask.

"I told you kingpin, it ends today. First though, I'm going to show everyone what happens when you fuck with my city"

"So much Bravado, it'll be fun crushing it"

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Spook kept his stance while Fisk began to do the same as Spook did. He took off the top parts of his suit but neatly folded it to the side. This action further pissed off Spook adding to his already present anger. He was going to enjoy every moment of this. He wasn't going to kill Kingpin, if he didn't with Hammerhead he wouldn't now. He wasn't a killer, he would make sure he never became one for as long as possible. Once Fisk was finished Spook rushed in with a sucker punch to Fisk's Jaw catching him off guard. 

Fisk stumbled back, reaching up he felt his lip to see blood on his finger. With rage in his eyes he went after Spook furious. With a massive right hook Spook duck countering with a well placed punch to his side. It did little to stop Fisk, only further his anger. With a hammer fist he came down on spook knocking him to a knee before grabbing him again to throw him into the ground flat on his back. Spook gritted his teeth in pain but didn't have time to recover.

On instinct he rolled his body to dodge Fisk's foot. Pushing off the ground with both hands he drop kicked Fisk into his chin. Still in the air he came back down with a punch across to his face. Fisk shoved off the attack to counter with his own that Spook dodged and weaved away from. Slipping past one of his attacks he kicked his leg while simultaneously using it as a springboard to jump into the air for a flying knee to Fisk's head. In anger Fisk countered with another punch that landed.

Spook tumbled to the ground but was able to jump back to his feet sliding back a bit more. Once he stopped sliding he ran back to Fisk with Fisk meting him on the way. Both began to throw blow after blow. Spook using his smaller stature to dodge and weave then counter with his own blows while Fisk tried to use Brute Force to bring Spook down. The fight turned into an all out street brawl for everyone to see. None of them were giving each other an inch to work with. The whole crowd watched in anticipation. The cops, scared they would get caught in the fight, kept their distance but were ready to step in when able.

Dodging two more blows from Fisk Spook moved in with a blow to his ribs. Fisk visibly gritted his teeth in pain proving to Spook he broke one or more of his ribs. Further proof was shown when he took a step back holding where he was struck in pain. Fisk was quick to step forward with a massive palm like sumo strike that struck Spook right in the face. He heard ringing in his ears from the strike as he almost fell to his knees. Quickly remembering what Fisk did to his parents and why kept him on his feet. With a sluggish punch Fisk blocked it before sending a massive upper cut to Spook's chest that was so strong he was taken off the ground for a moment. Landing back on his feet he did fall to a knee as he struggled to not fall unconscious. All of Kingpin's strikes felt like a truck was ramming into him.

"You...will not...bring me down. Many have tried and many have failed. What makes you different? So do everyone a favor....and...just...die!!!". Fisk raised his fist throwing another punch he was sure would finish spook off. He was surprised thought to see his fist suddenly stop. The punch being caught by Spook with a minor struggle. 

"Shut...the fuck...up", he said holding his fist as he slowly stood back up. Pushing his fist to the side he sent a powerful punch that rattled Fisk's brain when it landed. Feeling it he wondered where this sudden strength came from. This wasn't the same power he was showing before but Spook didn't stop there.

He kept throwing punch after punch with a new drive and new found strength. Spook felt the same thing that Fisk was feeling. He wasn't using his ability to turn energy into strength. He wanted to beat Fisk without powers but with his strength. He could feel himself getting stronger through the fight in a way he couldn't explain. Maybe it's his anger toward Fisk or it was just his body getting stronger in some way. In the end he didn't really care where this strength was coming from. As long as it helped him beat Fisk.

Fisk tried to fight back but Spook with movements that went against someone who's been in a fight this long was able to dodge with ease. After every punch dodged he returned with his own. It was to a point that Fisk's face began to swell up from the beating that he could only see from one eye clearly. Blood dripped from his mouth while he tried to catch his breath from the strikes he took. Deciding to stake this fight on one more strike Fisk with a roar of determination raised his fist back for a punch filled all the strength he had left. 

Spook seeing this moved into the punch but dodged the punch with it just barely scraping against his cheek. With his own punch ready he uppercut Fisk with so much force he flew through the air landing on his back. Fisk tried to push himself up but only ended up falling on his back exhausted. Spook slowly walked over before Straddling him and sending punch after punch into his face. Many watching were shocked at the brutality being shown, but it was all with a purpose. Raising his fist for another strike Fisk spoke, stopping him.

"Enough....you......win", Fisk said before passing out. Taking deep breaths to catch his breath Spook stood up looking at everyone around him. Looking at Fisk's beaten state he spoke to the crowd loud enough for all to hear.

"This is the last and final Kingpin. Anyone who tries to take his title will meet me. I'll beat all who try to take it within an inch of your life as I did here but worse. I'll personally break every bone in your body and make you regret even hearing the word "Kingpin" as you sit that hospital eating through a straw. I'm not naive to not know that you all want a kingpin because it's what kept peace between your crime families and stopped punks from doing something stupid. So fine, you want a new kingpin? you're looking at him. So take your best shot at taking the title from me, I'll be waiting"

This is what he planned. By beating Fisk like this on TV it'll paint a target on his back sure but it'll limit the damage of New York's underworld fighting for his power. This warning won't work on everyone but at least it'll ward off most of them. No one likes being beaten with an inch of their life. Hopefully no one will pull any big plays after this so soon, hopefully until he can take down Chameleon. Giving himself the title of Kingpin though is what truly paints the real target on his back. Like the title of a king many would do anything to gain that title with it's power. Him holding the title will make criminals focus on him rather than fighting among each other which would lead to gang wars with civilians getting hurt or killed. It's fine, he'll take down anyone who comes to take it from him and he'll win every time, because he has to.

"This isn't just a warning toward those who want to gain power in New York though or want his title. This is to show that anyone who decides to fuck with my city this"

Unknown to Spook this wasn't just only being broadcasted in New York but also the world. All kinds of people with power were watching his declaration. Though those who were familiar with the criminal element knew the gravity of what has happened. One sat on a throne resting his head on his hand watching the news with an interested look in his eyes, hidden behind a metal mask. Another watched the screen with his single eye looking over a file marked "Spook" in front of him. Aunt May watched proud and relieved that Jack came out alive.

"This city isn't yours, it isn't mine, it belongs to the citizens of New York. So I'll do whatever I have to to make sure it stays that way. No matter the cost"

Turning around he walked away letting the police and EMTs take Fisk into custody. Putting the rest of his suit back on he looked around at the crowd and news crews. Most were looking at him scared at his brutality and rage. With a tired sigh he turned around to head home so he could rest. On his way he passed detective Bridgerton who gave him a pat on the shoulder as a sign of support, possibly one of the few who truly appreciated what he did in this city. 

Even though it was sunny outside Jack could feel a unseen shadow over him. More than before. He always knew the path he took but now he felt himself going further down this path. He truly was going into the darkness but now he had more threats hiding in it. All he can do now is focus on the one threat he knew in front of him. He's The Spook, the shadows are where he lives.

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"Well done taskmaster, you played your role most fantastically"

Chameleon sat at his desk in a robe. A laptop placed in front of him replaying news footage of Wilson Fisk's arrest. He smirked seeing his plans were going well minus the small bumps in the road caused by Spook. So close, so very close to the final act.

"Fisk had no reason to believe I was working for someone else. His security was good but not immune to a well placed virus", Taskmaster said while playing with a knife. Chameleon stood up after a chuckle.

"The ones who believe themselves to be untouchable are the ones who tend to fall the hardest. No one is untouchable in this world. Even Spook didn't realize he was being played while you helped him. Who knew he was so dedicated to bringing me down. By him bringing down kingpin's empire with the the devil of hell's kitchen cleaning it up there'll be a power vacuum in the underworld of New York. They'll be busy fighting for power between each other to notice me", Chameleon said with a smile. Pushing off the wall he was leaning against Taskmaster sheathed his knife. 

"Have an update as well. Some old partners of mine who you wanted me to reach out to want the job. Even with the limited information they were interested. Though one of them doesn't care what the job is, as long as he gets to kill something"

"Wonderful, hear they're some of the best among you mercenaries. When would I be able to meet them?"

"You two can come in now". Soon the doors to the room opened. Two men walked in with full tactical gear, showing sings they were possibly ex-military. One had a bone like mask while the other had glowing ride eyes with a white toothy smile the rest of his face was hidden in shadow. Seeing them made Chameleon even happier and more sure his plans would be successful.

"Welcome Gentleman" 

"When do I get to kill something?"

"Calm down Jackal, you can wait a bit longer you blood crazed bastard"