Out of breath and angry after dealing with the 10 ninjas, Nick grabbed his short-sleeved shirt and ripped it off as a pair of demonic-looking bat wings emerged. With a quick flap, Nick gained altitude just as the ninjas exited his building.
He had no gun in his hand; instead, he just lifted his right hand as he focused entirely on his telekinesis. Six nails began to float!
Seeing the flying Nick shocked the professional killers, but they didn't let the shock stop them. The Hand Ninja immediately began launching throwing knives at him.
He quickly used his wings to land on top of a building to avoid their attacks. He saw that they rushed to the building's walls in an attempt to climb up to him, but it didn't matter. They could only watch helplessly as one by one they fell to the floor dead, a tiny hole in the back of their skull the only visible damage.
The combination of echolocation and telekinesis was incredibly powerful; Nick didn't even need visual confirmation to stab a nail into them! The 20 ninjas turned to 14 after a barrage of nails, then 8, then 2.
The Hand were a ninja cult that prayed to a demon they called "The Beast"; they not only believed in the demon but had seen its powers. They'd witnessed before as higher-up members of their clan had been killed in battle, yet they were resurrected by sacrificing souls to the Beast.
So as the last two Hand ninjas watched as their comrades collapsed to the floor dead without notice, they could only think back to the flying Nick.
His body had been half-cloaked in the dark of night, his large bat wings spoke of his true nature, and the look of annoyance on his face convinced the remaining ninjas of one thing.
"This isn't a man, this is a demon!" That was the their last thought as they collapsed to the floor dead, a nail buried deep in his brain.
***
Looking around at the pile of dead bodies that surrounded his building, Nick began to feel dread.
"How the hell do i explain this? A rogue clan of ninja tried to assasinate me and i killed them all?!" Nick wasnt particularly worried about killing the ninja, it was how he killed them.
He could just call Holly and explain the matter, but then he'd have to explain how he single handedly managed to defeat a clan of trained killers who surprise attacked him.
Each of them had a nail stuck insider their brain, that would be hard to explain even if he extracted them from each of the Ninja's heads.
"Well they're ninja and probably bypassed all the camera's, besides the people who sent them here, nobody else should know about them being here... I suppose ill have to dispose of them myself!" Acting quick Nick began dragging the bodies into his building two at a time.
For those that he'd shot, nick brought out plastick bags that he stuffed them in, as for those he ran over...he had to get the shovel and scrap them off the dirt.
After dragging all thirty three of them down into the basement storage room, some of them entire in large garbage bags, Nick went back up after getting changed into clean cloths.
Spotting the spent bullet casing on the floor, Nick quickly walked over and scooped them up as he made his car park itself in the back because it was now dented and covered in blood stains.
Just as Nick picked up the last casing, a white and black car slowly drove by but stopped as they spotted Nick, it was a police car!
He watched as the passager side window rolled down as a Mexican and Caucasian officer stared at him through the company gate that seperated the..
"Excuse me sir, we got a report about the sounds of gunshots in the area. Do you happen to know where that might've been?"
To the cops question Nick blinked for a second in thought, his hand still gripping the casings.
"I dont about gunshots but i definitely saw fireworks off in the distance, some dumb kid is probably lighting them off, probably catch something on fire while they're at it!" Nick acted like an annoyed citizen worried about his safety which seemed to lower the cops guard.
"I see... you dont mind if i check your property just to make sure everythings alright?" to the cops question, Nick involuntarily crumpled the casing into his hand.
"Ill have to see a search warrant before i open this gate officer, im sorry but my bosses specifically required that i turn down any and all law enforcement unless they have a warrant." Nick knew the cop didn't have any reasonable belief that the gunshots came from him.
"...Well that's alright i suppose, take care and have a good night." Watching the cop car drive away, the fake smile that was plastered on Nicks face dropped as he quickly ran inside.
Grabbing a big barrel of sulfuric acid and another chemical, Nick planned on making a piranha solution but realized Peter used up a lot of it the acid!
'Damn it this is just enough for a couple of them, not of them not all 33! Even if the barrel was full i would still need multiple 50 gallon barrels to dissolve all the bodies in a acid!' Nick had acidic webbing, it was potent but it was very energy draining and produced a small amount, he'd need weeks before he could dissolve them all!
Left with no choice, he decided bury them. His building had a walled off back yard, it was meant to be paved over for additional private parking but it was only Nick and peter so he left it as dirt lot for now.
Using his superhuman strength and shovel, Nick quickly dug a giant 10ft by 10ft hole in just 3 hours. He was covered in sweat as hed been going all out digging, even going so far as using his chi to making the shovel penetrate further into the dirt.
Stripping them naked, Nick threw all 33 of them into the hole and covered the hole up making sure to spread the dirt throughout to even it. He knew that eventually the body's will decay and they'll be a divet in the ground but he'll keep track of it and add more dirt to re-even it
Taking all of the clothes and weapons with him, Nick got into his secondary car and drove past the east river, he stopped to toss the multple bag into all in and watched as it sunk to the bottom.
Nick didnt know if any of it had a GPS tracker on it but he wouldnt chance it, he played it safe and dumped everything far away from his building. The grave he dug earlier was deep enough that even if the bodies themselve had GPS, it wouldnt be able to pick up a signal.
Driving back to his company Nick knew he had to do something about the Hand, but didnt know what. He didnt know if they were hired by someone or if the organization itself wanted to kill Nick, he just knew people were after him and his security was severely lacking!
Having exchanged his Polar Bear for the Vulture, Nick had severely lowered his combat power, the ghoul made up for it slightly but he was now no longer bulletproof to low calliber weapons. So instead of relying on brute force, Nick planned on using his intelligence!
Walking back into his room, Nick realized his door now had bullet holes in it and quickly swapped it with a different door, destroying and throwing away the damaged one into the companies large dumpster.
Taking the prototype drone he had finished, Nick got to work. Utalizing the motion detection software he created for the Doorbell and implamented it into the drones operating system, Nick made the drone move and follow a target.
Taking apart multple guns for suitable parts, Nick began sodering a barrel onto the drone as his mind was working overtime in anger. The outside world dissappeared from his mind as he focused entirely on creating this drone.
It took him four hours of trial and error before he got the design down perfectly, he now watched as his drone was currently dry firing its empty gun at Nick. Pretending he got shot, Nick dropped to floor as the drone fired a couple more time before it finally stopped shooting and searching for the next moving target.
'Ill need to program facial recognition and threat analysis software, i cant have these things firing at random people walking by... I seriously need someone who's actually great at programming, it'd take me months creating those programa...'
While Nick had learned good enough software skills to get by, he'll need a genius in the field if he wants to progress further in a timely manner. Thankfully Nick knew a lot about the marvel universe, he knew the name of a pure software genius and he just so happened to also be in NewYork, Micro!
He was the eyes in the sky for The Punisher, the tech guy who made up for all of Frank Castles shortcomings!
Nick had been looking into Micro since day one of moving to NewYork, now that he had the additional genius of the Vulture, he had a feel on how to find him but for now Nick worked on the second drone.
'Even if the drones shoot moving targets indiscriminately, so long as they're confined inside of the building, they'll work as intended.'
As Nick sodered away, he planned on calling up his manufacturer to start making his drone in mass!
***
Inside of an underground base on the far edges of Manhattan, a man was on the phone in the middle of a Japanese training mat.
The room was lined with a variety of dull Japanese style cold weapons, they were chipped and the handles were stained in blood but the blades themselves were clean.
"Understood Madame Gao, ill deal with the Iron Fist." Waiting until the woman in the other line hung up, the half Hispanic and half asian man closed his flip phone and a ninja immediately took it to dispose of elsewhere.
Turning around, there was already a kneeling Ninja before him, his face was downward and only looked at the half hispanic mans feet.
"Reporting Bakuto sir, all 33 of the Ninja sent out on mission Nightshade have yet to report in. We have lost all contact and are unable to track them, they're presumably dead. "
"Have they atleast completed the task?" He said, unphased at hearing 33 of his men are dead.
"No sir, signs show that the target is alive and even uninjured. Should we send additional forces to complete the mission?" The kneeling Ninja said.
"No.... I'll cancel the contract and refund the money, i don't understand who those undead filth wanted us to kill, but its obviously not worth the money. The men we already lost will make it difficult to capture the Iron Fist, we cant lose anymore!"
Bakuto walked away from the kneeling ninja, he knew that this'll piss off the organization of Vampires but he didnt care. Picking up a piece of paper with Nick's face and background information, he studied it and put the information to memory as he walked over to a candle and lit the paper on fire.
'Nicholas Valentine was it? Ill have to keep an eye out for him.' He thought watching the picture of Nick burn.