After swimming for an extended period, Danny pulled up and began treading water. He had closed about two thirds of the distance, but he already saw that helicopters were landing. Danny knew enough about the infamous 'Raft' prison, to understand it would take more than some goons with guns if the lower cells had been breached. He didn't see Iron Man streaking by or an Avengers Quinjet landing, and it was going to take that kind of firepower to put this down.
Danny spat out a mouthful of saltwater, and realized there was a way to close the distance. It was going to hurt though. A lot.No pain, no gain.Danny lowered his hands and let himself sink beneath the waves. For a few moments, he was engulfed in darkness. Then, he sliced his hands through the water and-
THOOM!
An explosion of energy threw a massive plume of water into the air, and Danny along with it. He tumbled forward through the air, and within seconds he was over the tarmac.Now how the fuck do I slow down?! Danny thought. Reflex and acrobatic skill meant Danny rolled with the forward momentum of his fall, coming up into a wide stance to arrest himself fully.
Danny tried to get his bearings. He was on the wide expanse of open tarmac that sat adjacent to the main entrance of the prison. He turned to see the SHIELD helicopters fifty feet behind him, then a noise drew his attention back to the main gate.
A wave of orange clad prisoners surged out toward him. The front-runners passed him, and Danny didn't concern himself with them. Instead he strode forward into the press, flexing his fists experimentally. As Danny suspected, the presence of a costumed hero began to have an effect on the escapees. The conventional prisoners scattered, but the Raft had been built for far more than conventional prisoners...
"You're not stopping me you costumed fuck!" said a savage man with a scarred patchwork face. Another in a black mask with a skull emblazoned across it cracked his massive knuckles. Another stood nine feet tall, his body corded with massive bulging muscles, his monstrous features in a maniac grin.
Jigsaw. Crossbones. Mr. Hyde. Danny thought. He hoped SHIELD had brought more than a few guns, as he drew into a defensive stance- and motioned he was ready...