I was once more on patrol and I had finally found a lead to begin taking down Fisk's properties. It wasn't that hard as I followed Matt around and used Heart Reading to gather information from him.
It wasn't that hard as even if he could sense me with his enhanced senses, he had no protection against magic.
Regardless, I got information from his mind and made sure I got here first.
I was here at the warehouse where a trap was set for Matt and where he first met Fisk only to lose horribly as he had met Fisk right after barely surviving against Nobu.
I flew through the window and saw a single individual in red Ninja garb which I knew to be Nobu.
His eyes widened as he saw me
"W-what are you doing here? You are not the man in black!" Nobu asked then commented fearfully.
"Heya Mr Ninja man, did ya miss me?" I asked with a grin.
I had to give him credit that he was able to recover from his fear.
"This battle will not end the same way it did before." Nobu said as he quickly threw some kunai at me.
I raised my hand and the kunai were stopped in mid-air a few feet from me.
"You're not too bright, are you? What made you think that'd work a second time?" I asked as a blade connected to a chain was stopped in front of me just like the Kenai.
"You may be powerful, but you will not win this battle." Nobu said.
I didn't know where Nobu was getting his confidence from, but I decided to use him as a whetstone for training with Chastiefol. To increase my percentage, I need to fight with Chastiefol.
"You probably think I'm the same I was before, you'd be wrong." I said as Chastiefol suddenly appeared in my hand as I had seemingly grabbed it out of nowhere at my right but I had pulled it from my inventory.
"Allow me to introduce you to Chastiefol. My Sacred Treasure." I said and I saw Nobu back off.
I already knew that Nobu had been revived with the Dragon Bone Elixir in the show so if I kill him, I should be able to do it multiple times testing each form of Chastiefol.
Nobu couldn't attack as he had only just come out of his stupor of feeling the powerful aura of the spear floating in front of the Fairy King it gave off an aura more powerful than the Dragon Bone Elixir which was made of the bones of dead dragons.
He was pierced through the chest where his heart was and there was a huge hole where his heart should be as I had spun the spear and sent it into his heart.
"I hope you show me something interesting on our next meeting." I said as I walked past him.
All of the sudden a group of men walked in with Wilson Fisk himself.
"Oh hello, you must be Wilson Fisk, the Kingpin, the giant tub of lard that somehow runs a huge criminal empire." I said as he walked in.
He frowned, but didn't say anything. His men tried to attack me but I had already used Heart Reading when they walked in and confirmed they weren't redeemable, so I immediately raised my hand, and the heads of the two of them were ripped off and they fell to the floor dead.
Kingpin was shocked and he backed away slightly.
"Seeing your face go from smug to fearful, well nothing could make me happier." I said as I started to float closer to him.
He tried to punch me but his entire arm was ripped off from his shoulder and this time I did it without moving my hand as I had long mastered the skill.
Fisk screamed in pain as he backed away from me a little faster than before.
"Honestly, I never understood how a normal human could be so arrogant. You think you have power by being rich and being a crime boss? Let me show you what true power is." I said as Fisk's other arm was ripped off causing another scream to erupt from his mouth.
"Pathetic." I said as I sent my spear towards him but only hit him with the flat edge to knock him into the wall and he was impressively still conscious.
"Well it looks like you are good for something, you're a great punching bag." I said emotionlessly.
I had no remorse for this human shit stain and I would make sure he wouldn't die yet as I wanted to beat him again and again.
I quickly lifted his injured body into the air and I brought him closer and felt his pulse was there but getting weaker and weaker due to blood loss.
(A few minutes later)
*Crash*
"Stop where you are! Don't move!" A loud voice said as I floated into the penthouse office of Fisk Industries after throwing Fisk's body inside.
I saw many guards running towards me and they stopped in front of me with their guns trained on me.
"I would be more worried about making sure your boss doesn't die from blood loss if I were you." I said gesturing to the body that had landed on the desk in the office having broken it with his fall.
The guards looked towards where I was pointing and realized their boss was on the floor in front of them with two arms gone and a bruise forming on the side of his head and many cuts over his face from the glass of the broken window.
"What did you do?" The main guard asked aiming his gun at me once more, the other guards following his lead.
I just looked on with a bored expression on my face and for the hell of it swished my two fingers around and their guns, (including their sidearm) were pulled from their grasp and floating around me.
I closed my fist and the guns were crushed into balls of twisted metal.
"Get him to the hospital." I said as I flew out the broken window.
As I was flying through the air, I was grinning ear to ear.
"That was fun. Next, I gotta beat Madame Gao" I said aloud with a chuckle.
'Yeah I already knew I was a sadist, but it is only for the bad guys. Also, anyone who kills anyone should be prepared to be killed in turn.'
With Fisk's current situation, only one of two options can happen. Either The Hand will use the Dragon Bone Elixir on him healing him which includes regenerating his arms. Or, he will get some advanced replacement arms with all his connections.
The only way I can see The Hand giving him the Elixir is if they can convince him to join the Hand or they might do it as they see his influence in the city as useful for their expansion.
I hope he gets the Elixir which means he has to experience the pain of having his arms ripped off again except I'd take smaller parts of his arms to give a slightly different type of pain.
Torturing the likes of Wilson Fisk is no different than killing a fly that won't stop buzzing around my food.