Dealing with Idiots

Flying through the city that never sleeps, I search for crime. Tonight is surprisingly quiet, only one attempted car robbery and three muggings.

"HELP M-…!

Maybe I shouldn't have said anything?

Flying to where the person screamed, I see two girls (A brunette and a blonde) surrounded by about twelve armed thugs, backed up against the wall and a third girl knocked out(A ginger); she must have been the one to scream.

"Please don't hurt us…" one of the girls whimpered glancing around at all the thugs.

They just grinned at them in a very creepy manner.

Jumping off my Glider, I land right in front of the girls in a crouch. Standing up slowly I try intimidating them.

"If you want to leave the alley in one piece, you will leave the girls alone." I growl.

"HA!" their leader laughs. "Like hell we'll run you freak! GET HIM!"

Why do they need to make things difficult?

As soon as the leader ordered them to attack, I immediately went into action. Catching one of the thugs punches, I swing him in the way of one of the others punches. Ducking under another thugs punch, I make a quick jab into his ribs causing him to double over in pain before I threw him into another thug.

Suddenly I was alerted to a phone call in my helmet.

What? The only people who know this line are Peter and Bernard, my butler…

"Hello?" I answer as I leap over another thug, striking him in the shoulder and making him collapse to the ground in pain.

"Umm… Goblin? I have a bit of a situation…"

Knocking another thug backwards, I toss a couple Razorbats at the leader, pinning him to the wall.

"What's the situation Spider-Man?" I sigh. I swear if it's because his suit rides up a bit in the crotch, I will kill him.

"You remember Ned right? Vice president of the coding club, member of the chess team?" he asks, nervousness lacing his voice.

All that was left was four of the thugs, one with a baseball bat, one with a crowbar, one with brass knuckles, and one without any weapons at all.

"Yes Spidey, I remember Ned. What is this call about?" Thank goodness people can't hear me while the phone is on…

"Well… he kinda figured out I'm Peter Parker…"

"He what!?" I snap as I catch the crow bar being swung at me before I yank it out of the thugs grasp and punch him in the chest. "How?"

Tossing the crowbar aside, I dash forward and kick the guy without weapons aside before leaping over the other two.

"Well… I just got home and I forgot I promised him that I'd help him build the Lego Death Star and when I swung in I may or may not have forgotten that he would be there…" In the background I could hear Ned yelling about how awesome it was that his best friend was Spider-Man and how his best friend knew the Goblin

Knocking the last two thugs out with well-placed punches, I turn to the women I had just saved.

"Pete… Give me about five minutes?"

"Umm OK?"

Crouching next to the one who was knocked out, I check her pulse before looking at the other two.

"She is alive, Do you know why they were going to attack you? Normally they won't attack in such a large number."

One of the girls, the Blonde, simply shook her head in response.

"Th-they said they were going to get paid top dollar for us… They laughed and said their boss was going to enjoy our company…" She shivered at the thought of what could have happened.

"Get your friend and call the cops, You don't want to be here while I get our mutual…Friend to answer my questions." I tell her.

She just nods and with the help of the brunette, gets their knocked out friend and leaves the alley.

Picking up the call again I get Peter's attention.

"Look Pete, if you trust him, then give him some information. Right now I am on the trail of something very big. I'm sure you can figure it out."

Hanging up, I stalk forward to the leader of the thugs while taking out a couple of Razorbats.

"Now… You can talk, or I can make you talk… your choice." I say to the leader.

"Hah! You can't hurt me, you're a hero!"

Stabbing a Razorbat through his shoulder, he screams as I get up close in his face.

"Want to bet? Now tell me, what did you want with those girls?"

"I won't tell you nothing." He growls as he spits at my feet.

Looking him dead in the eye, I grin under my mask.

"Want to bet?" I repeat.

(About 3 minutes later)

"-And he wants us to take them to the pier, Warehouse 129! Just please let me go!"

Dropping the beaten, bruised, and bleeding thug to the ground, I summon my glider. As I fly away, I hear the familiar sound of sirens in the distance.

What that thug told me wasn't much, apparently he was hired to kidnap girls and bring them to a un-named benefactor who would do who knows what to them.

Looks like another sleepless night for the Goblin…

/

Flying up to Warehouse 129, I look inside one of the windows. There on the ground were about thirty girls, ranging from around twelve to twenty, tied up and surrounded by a group of about twenty thugs wielding Automatic weapons.

Now how the hell am I going to do this without getting the girls hurt… Maybe my knockout gas?

Before I could do anything though, some idiot decided it would be a wise decisions to blow open the door and start shooting the place up.

"Damn it!" I growl as I bust in through the window, tossing three knockout canisters towards the thugs (And the girls) and tackling the idiot. Grabbing him and flying up to the rafters, I tie him up before he even realizes what the heck is going on.

Flying down, I hop off my Glider and knock out any stragglers that somehow stayed awake in spite of my knock out gas.

Checking the girls, I release a sigh of relief. Thank god that idiot didn't accidentally shoot any of them by mistake. Checking the thugs next, I count thirteen killed and the rest wounded. Patching up the wounded ones that needed medical attention, I look up at where I stored the idiot and see him struggling.

Now to find out who the hell this guy is.

Hopping on my Glider, I fly up to him.

"What the hell were you thinking?" I say in a cold voice.

"Fuck you." Was the response.

Cutting the wire that kept him from falling thirty feet to the ground, I catch him by the back of the shirt and fly away, calling the cops to come get the thugs on my way out.

/

Once we get back into the city, I toss the idiot onto a rooftop and hop off my glider.

Stalking towards him, I see him groan as he stands up.

What I saw on his shirt though stopped me cold.

Standing in front of me in a familiar black army gear, infamous Skull symbol spray painted on the front, stood Frank Castle.

Better known as the Punisher.

"Well Shit…" is all I can say to this.

This'll be fun.