Capcicle is Out!

"Huh, so this is Stryker's new base?' Alex asked looking at a holographic projection.

[Yup.] Oracle answered.

"Keep me posted on his plans. Also, make plans for the aftermath of Frank's revenge. Captain Stacy is no doubt gonna investigate, and maybe he would swallow a pill or two and ask us to do it, though I highly doubt that." Alex said went towards a bracelet on a pedestal. He activated it and the Enigma suit covered him. Teleporting into the Nightowl, he activated it, and the entire jet descended into a portal that appeared below it. Nightowl activated, gaining stability, and rushed from the clouds towards New york, entering stealth mode.

Tonight Matt and Electra were on break, and Jean and Wanda went with the sorcerers to a dimensional fault, while Laura went to visit Logan, and Silk and Ghost Spider were on the morning shift of swinging. So the night was for Spiderman, Arachnid, Ironfist, Powerman, Jewel, and Katana to patrol with him. Since Luke and Miles lived in Harlem, Enigma was to oversee Brooklyn for today.

Enigma exited the Nightowl and glided down towards a construction crane overseeing a building under construction and looked at the workers below. Fisk had run most of the construction firms in New York, so most tried to follow in his footsteps, making them hard targets for the cps, and an easy target for him.

Enhancing his senses, Enigma listened in on the men discussing near a table with blueprints. Enigma focused on the words written and found them to be blueprints of the Brooklyn Museum.

"The job is simple, the first team gets in and takes as much as you can, while the second sneaks and steals this painting. Ar we clear?" The man, who was their leader said.

"What about 'em freaks?" One of the men asked.

"Shoot 'em. We have gotten heavier toys from Hammerhead for this. Said it would easily take down a block, much less the freaks. Always stay on alert though, heard one of 'em can disappear. And ya all saw the raid fight, so don't underestimate anyone." The man instructed, and the others agreed.

Enigma mused whether to catch them or not. They all had a criminal history but catching the red-handed would add to the sentence. Deciding to follow them for now, he looked towards the screen showing Frank's attack.

*In Hell's Kitchen*

"What the fuck is happening? Why is one man wiping your asses?" William Rawlins yelled at his communicator.

"Sir, he has some kind of-*BOOM* *beep**beep*" He heard from the other side, only to be cut by an explosion.

"Damn it" He yelled, throwing away the communicator.

William Russo saw his boss throwing a tantrum and guessed the one attacking would more or less kill them. and with all things considered it was probably Frank. But it didn't make sense as to how he found their meeting place so quickly. There was no side branch dead, indicating he attacked and got information from them, nor were they followed, then how?

Russo looked towards his boss who was walking side to side and came up with a plan. He secretly put cuffs on himself, avoiding Rawlins' gaze, and waited for the right time. Just as he heard an explosion nearby and Rawlins took out a shotgun, Russo picked his gun and shot his shoulder.

"Aaah, the fuck are you doing?' Rawlins yelled in anger.

"What I have to do to survive," Russo said, just as the door broke.

A man with a tactical black suit walked in, with his visitor shining a deep blue where his eyes should be, with a skull painted on the chest. He looked at both of them, walked towards Rawlins, and yelled, "I respected you, followed every order, treated you as an elder brother, and YOU TRIED TO KILL MY FAMILY?" The man, Fran yelled.

Rawlins understood that the man n front of them was Frank and looked towards Russo who had shot him. He understood Russo was trying to save his hide and yelled, "It wasn't me it was Russo. I didn't even know about the order," Rawlins yelled at him, only to get his hand broken.

"Don't worry. I will make sure you tell me EVERYTHING. As for you.." Frank said to Rawlins and turned to Russo.

"Frank, I am sorry. I didn't call the hit, hell, I didn't even want to be here. I leaked the data to the FBI in hopes to atone everything.. this monster made me do it, but he attacked your family suspecting you. He was even going to kill me before you cam-*bang* AAAH" Russo tried explaining, only to get shot in the shoulder.

"Shut your lies, Russo. I know everything you did and don't worry you will pay. For those, you unjustly harmed, for trying to kill my family... for making me kill an innocent man for your dirty job," Castle said and knocked both of them out.

Enigma cuts Frank's feed, contempt with himself. William Russo, aka Jigsaw, was a big enemy of Punisher, but now, he was about to be tortured to death. He had no interest in watching someone getting tortured, so he focused on the man he held by his neck.

The man was utterly terrified, as Enigma's aura made an enemy feel. Saved him the time to interrogate, as reading the minds of rapists was the last thing he wanted. "Why did Hammerhead need the painting?" Enigma asked with a dangerous voice, utterly scaring him.

"I-I- I d-don't know, I swear. He only told us to steal it, nothing else." The man answered.

"Where will I find him," Enigma asked, only to receive silence. "WHERE??"

The man yelped in fear and said, "T-T- The warehouse of the east district, Bronx, h-he told me to deliver there. That's all, please. That's all I know."

"Then go to sleep," Enigma said and knocked him out. He heard police sirens coming towards him and looked at the goos lying on the floor of the museum, then looked towards the painting. Scanning it, Enigma was surprised to find a hidden drive in it. Using space powers, he extracted it without damaging it and sent the drive to Defender base for Oracle to scan, and left the area. The police would handle the rest.

As for those trying to fill their shoes after kingpin, he needs to remind them who exactly make his empire fall!

*In a skyscraper in Manhattan*

A man sat in his office, smoking his cigar while holding a gun in his other hand. He was dressed well as a high-ranking businessman, but his facial features made him look more like a gangster, especially with a head like his. The man was none other than Hammerhead.

He sighed, blowing out smoke, and said, "So, ya numbskulls couldn't even get one painting I told ya to steal, eh?"

"I-I'm sorry sir, but the heist was..." The man tried to say, but a bullet grazed just past his head, stunning him.

"BUT WHAT?" Hammerhead yelled.

"... I-it... was... En-Enigma. He... stopped them," The man was only able to speak broken words due to fear.

"Huh, the most dangerous man in New York, that's what they call him, don't they? He and the little 'hero' gang is jumping a lot ever since they got acknowledged by NYPD. But no problem, New York belongs to Hammerhead, and no one dances unless I saw so." The man said and smoked the cigar while typing a number on his phone.

The call soon connected, and he said, " Yeah, yeah, I have an offer. Didn't you have a score to settle with him? I'll leave the planning to you. Also, use the other number for getting some men for yourselves. He is interested in the spider freaks and a few others. Good, I hope you won't fail like the last time," He said and cut the call. " Well, let's see how you save the city when they see you as the one who is destroying it," Hammerhead said and grinned.

*Sometime later*

Alex watched the news as it reported a massacre in one of the compounds in New York being investigated by NYPD. Alex paid no attention to it, after all, he never wanted Frank to stop from what he was doing. Alex had plans to invite Frank to his Dark Knights to attack secret bases like ones of hand or Hydra. There is no shortage of evil organizations in this universe after all.

Alex got a call and answered, "So, how did it go?"

"All bastards down, they won't be making moves here anytime soon," The voice answered.

"Thank you, Mr. Bradley. I hope there wasn't any trouble?" Alex asked. He recruited Isaiah Bradley, the former Captain America who was wrongfully imprisoned and experimented on by the US government only because of the fact that he was Black. Alex recruited him on the basis of protection for his family and justice when the right time comes, until then, Isaiah spends time as a security head, and focuses on eradicating terrorists as one of the Dark knights.

In his words, 'I still serve this country faithfully, not the corrupt ones who run it. And you provided me with the resources, so it's my duty to do what I was always made for. To be a Captain America' Alex himself was moved by his statement. Dealing with criminals for so long made him view only the ark side of humanity too long back then, especially because of the corruption from Hellfire but being with people like him was why he decided to promise Ancient One he would protect Earth.

"Ah, these guys were planning on stealing on Oscorp for this Oz-serum, their version of Supersoldier serum to make more soldiers for their cause and bullshit. What do we do?' Isaiah asked.

"Don't worry. All locations of Oz production facilities are under my watch since the Kingpin fiasco, so none will go missing. As for their production, I think it is going to stop sooner or later." Alex said.

"Like about how you promised me justice?" He asked, a bit assertive.

"No, sooner than that. I told you that old man gotta come out of ice for that," Alex said.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, it's just..." He said, and Alex continued his sentence.

"I gave you hope, and I will complete my promise." He replied.

"*sigh* Sorry, the... amount of victims found in these bases is too much, and all clearly abused before death. Not being able to save them is getting to my head. Do we really have to wait for the right time for other bases.?" He sighed and asked.

Alex couldn't reply back to him. What should he say? That it is important for them to survive to make sure a team that would be made in the future would gain experience? And let the ones captured be as it is?

Isaiah sighed again, getting silence from the other side. He knows Alex is waiting for something to wipe them out, but at the same time saving the victims would cause instability.

Just as Alex was about to speak, Oracle opened a screen near them for him to see. Alex looked at the screen and his conflicted expression turned into a smile.

"Well, looks like we wouldn't have to wait for long," Alex said.

"What do you mean?" Isaiah asked.

"The old man's out of the ice," Alex said, and Isaiah couldn't believe it. What Alex said was indeed true as Alex looked at Coulson's team extract a frozen man in a blue and red uniform!

*Stay tuned for more...*