Spandex and Capes...

Silence

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SILENCE!!

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"Fuck it. You got yourself a deal little Missy." Daniel said with a sigh. Cassandra couldn't help but break into a beautiful smile that melts the heart of many around her.

"Excellent choice Mr Carter. I knew you'd see things our way." She said softly.

"Your first contact would be Victor, my... associate. He'll provide you with further instructions and support." She added as Victor once again stepped forward.

"You'll receive a message with the location of the package. You are to retrieve it and bring it back to us." He paused, narrowing his eyes at Daniel.

"And Blind-spot, don't you dare think of double crossing us." His voice dropped to a low growl. Coupled with his imposing height, calling him a notorious bear is not far stretched.

"Yeah yeah, get your face out of my face already." Daniel spoke nonchalantly.

Cassandra extended her hands out in finalization. Locking hand with Daniel, sealing the deal with a bit of tradition, but Daniel took a step forward as he brought his lips against her knuckles, soothing her skin against the physical connection with his lips.

Cassandra smiled widely, watching the scene with a rather amused glint in her eyes. Victor on the other hand frowned as he motioned for the other five guards to relax as they were a second away from attacking.

"Oh~ Mr Carter, you seem more of the assertive type... The records are once again proven wrong." She commented with a soft smile, retracting her hand from Daniel soft grip.

"Why thank you."

"I believe that wraps up the conversation Mr Carter. Victor would attend to you till the package is delivered, anything else shall be handled by him." Cassandra said as she slowly got up to her feet and slowly walked over to Daniel, placing a palm against his delicate face as if monitoring his face like an obsessive momma bear.

She placed a peck on his left cheek before turning back and walking out the door, leaving both Daniel and the six men confused.

"Did you just see that?"

"No I was watching the new girl on stage... Damn, see the size of that jugs!!" The distracted guard points to the endowed dancer on stage with strange excitement originating from his loins.

"You idiot! Oh he's right." The other turns, his tight face immediately morphed into a creepy grin as he watched the flexibility on that shawty.

"She looks like Daren Mom." One guard chipped in, tugging the guard by his side who now had a scowl on his face.

"Give me one reason not to shoot your testicles off your body." Daren threatened with bloodlust.

But amongst the guards, Victor had a dangerous frown on his face. Frowning so bad, his face wrinkled several years into the future.

Without another word, Victor turned round as chased after Cassandra, shortly after the distracted guards followed suit leaving Daniel alone in the now quiet and empty room.

"She met me occupied and left me feeling empty... Haa! I need a therapist." Daniel quietly muttering to himself, rubbing his temples soothing the incoming headache.

"What is life... Who is life... Where-" His speech was interrupted as of long since, he had heard the sirens wailing out the building and now it was kicked down as a swarm of cops clad in riot gear stormed in.

As soon as they stormed in, they were met with a hail of flying bottles and chairs from the club's patrons. How dare they interrupt our chilling!

"Shit." Daniel commented, knowing how this would play out.

Soon after, a fight broke out as the two groups clashed. Bullets flying everywhere, bodies crashing along with blood flowing. Daniel caught up in the situation ducked under the flying bottle of Jack, and soon after a drunken thug approached him with a pocket knife drawn out.

The drunk thug took a wild straight stab at the seated Daniel who grabbed the thug hand, stopping the blade a few inches off his skin, slamming the arm against the table, disarming the thug and kicking him in the chest sending him crashing into the nearby table.

As the fight rages on, Daniel left himself with the flow as he seamlessly weaves through the riot, dodging and evading different stray and intentional attacks using his agility and acrobatic skills.

*CRASHH*

He leaps onto the nearby bar stool, using it as a springboard to launch himself over the brawling crowds.

Time seems to slow down as Daniel soars through the air, his seismic senses guiding him through the violence below him. He spots a cop, pinned down by a group of thugs with a gun aimed at his head. Without thinking twice, he adjusts his trajectory midair, crashing in with a perfect drop kick to the chest of one of the thug's, rolling out the way, two bullet shot his previous spot.

Kicking up to his feet, he dashed towards the thug with the gun, knocking out the gun off his hand with an elbow strike and finishing up with a clean uppercut to the jaw, knocking him off his feet and several feet away.

The officer, grateful for the assist nods at Daniel before charging back into the fray. Daniel, meanwhile was blocked by a hulking figure as he approached the exit who was wielding a broken bottle as a dagger.

With forward charge, the giant swung the bottle at wide arcs, forcing Daniel to dance backwards. His senses actively on, allowing him to anticipate the giant movement even though he was at a disadvantage. The giant charged with a straight stab, but Daniel grabbed hold of his arm with both his arms and with a sharp turn, tossed the giant over his shoulder to the ground with a simple takedown.

As the fight begins to die down, Daniel spots Victor's signature who watched the chaos with an air of superiority. He felt Daniel's gaze from behind the blindfold and gave a curt nod in reply before disappearing into the crowd.

"Oh, this is bad." Daniel commented as he rushed to the back of the building, clearly planning to escape through and through as he caught a glimpse of a signature whiff pass him supersonic.

This was what he wanted to avoid at all cost. The cape crusaders. He wants nothing to do with them.

Without turning back, he walked away from the nightclub, leaving the chaos behind. He's got a job to do for $130,000 and nothing is gonna stop him. Not even those capes.

(A/n: Yeah yeah, I know I'm not consistent with my novels, but I'll try my best not to disappoint any more. So this novel would be updated thrice a week... Possibly six, depending on the amount of power stones generated that week. And I'm also resuming my current books that i had discarded for a while now, so that's three epic books at once. Cheer on for my stress!!!)