Characters: Daredevil, Iron Fist Setting: The Brooklyn Bridge, New York Content: R for potential violence and language Summary: Daredevil catches up with his prey.
Twilight over New York. Orange and yellow tendrils of light reached out across the skyline. The view from the top of the Brooklyn Bridge was hard to beat.
Its the kind of view only superheroes get...but I'm not sure if I count as one of those anymore Danny thought to himself. He'd killed before, it came with the territory. HYDRA soldiers, Shaolin Terror Priests... but that was in the heat of battle. He'd never executed anyone before. Let alone a former student.
Danny looked at his hands in the dying light. All those years training- what did you think they were for? You're a weapon Danny. Thats what the Iron Fist always has been.You started by killing a dragon and stealing her soul to make yourself stronger.
Danny closed his eyes, shaking away the thoughts. He needed guidance. He needed his book. And his patience was wearing thin. He centered himself, reaching out with his chi- seeking out the familiar essence contained within the Book of Iron Fist. Its nearby...I just need a location...
Danny's meditation was broken by the presence of someone standing near him- closer than he would have thought possible. The Iron Fist stood and turned, looking back at the newcomer. "Who the hell are you?"