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"Dave, where are you going?" Diana asked as she saw him preparing to leave. This morning, she had come to get his signature on some documents and found him getting ready.

"Just heading out," Dave replied, glancing at himself in the mirror.

"You should fix your tie properly," Diana suggested, adjusting it for him.

"Thank you," Dave said, appreciating her help.

"I'll be coming with you," Diana said firmly, standing her ground.

"You can't," Dave replied, trying to move past her, only to find her blocking the way with her arms crossed.

Dave shook his head in frustration. "I don't have time for this," he said, attempting to push past her. Diana, however, stumbled but quickly grabbed onto him like a koala.

"Just please, let me come with you," Diana pleaded.

"Alright, fine. Let's go," Dave relented. Diana's grip loosened, and she quickly darted away to prepare. "I'll be ready in a moment!"

Five minutes later, Diana returned, and Dave nodded in approval. They made their way to the door, where Albert and Trish joined them.

"Albert, drive the car," Dave instructed.

Albert nodded and took the keys to a Rolls Royce. "Where are we going?" he asked.

"Fisk Tower," Dave replied.

Albert flinched. "Why there, Young Master?"

"I have a meeting with Fisk," Dave explained. "Just do your job and don't ask too many questions," he added, giving Albert a pointed look.

Albert nodded as he took his place behind the wheel and started driving.

"Dave, I don't think your schedule includes a meeting with Fisk," Diana said, glancing at her files.

"It does. It's a final meeting with him," Dave replied. Diana's gaze lingered on him, wondering if she had seen his eyes flash red or if it was just her imagination. She shook her head, dismissing the thought, and then looked at Trish.

Trish, with her impressive sword strapped to her back and various guns holstered at her sides, caught Diana's attention. Diana couldn't help but ask, "Why are you carrying a sword?"

"For the grand greeting of course," Trish replied with a playful smile.

Diana leaned closer to Dave and whispered, "I think something's off. Who carries a sword just for a greeting?"

"It's a gift. Fisk is known for collecting ancient artifacts," Trish replied, having overheard Diana's murmur. Diana gave a slightly awkward laugh, realizing Trish had heard her.

Diana then took a seat opposite Dave and Trish, pulling out her laptop. She began working on documents while discreetly sending a message to Fury about Dave's meeting with Fisk.

"Reveal your identity if it comes to his life," Fury responded. Diana nodded in understanding, closing the message as she continued her work, maintaining her disguise.

Dave, Trish, and Diana arrived at the entrance of Fisk's building.

"Boss, we're here," Albert announced.

Dave glanced around, using his Demon Eyes. "He's not here," he said.

"Head to Hell's Kitchen, Fisk Building" Dave instructed. Albert nodded, sending a message to Fisk:

"James's son is coming here."

Wilson Fisk received the message with a smirk. "Lambs coming to slaughter themselves," he mused. He then called for his assassins, preparing for the imminent confrontation.

Within minutes, his office was filled with his loyal operatives. Fisk, observing their readiness, issued his orders, "An enemy is approaching—hide and prepare yourselves. James's son will likely come with reinforcements. We need to be ready."

He reflected on James's unusual identity, considering whether his son would have inherited any of his father's skills or tactics.

"Whether you have or not, I will know," he mumbled, glancing at Bullseye, the same man who had killed James.

"You've got another kill under your name," Fisk said to him.

"It's not my first time killing a family," Bullseye replied casually, sitting on the sofa in Fisk's office.

"I know" Wilson Fisk said, as he looked at Bullsyes.

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Dave sat calmly in the car, sipping a martini.

"How do you know Fisk isn't here?" Diana eventually asked.

"He messaged me," Dave replied simply.

Diana nodded, falling silent as she took note of Dave's red eyes.

She realized that the last time she had seen them, it wasn't just a coincidence.

Dave glanced at Diana but chose to ignore her, knowing it wouldn't be long before his superpowers were exposed. He remained seated, confident that his exposure wouldn't cause him any harm.

Soon, they reached the Hell's Kitchen area. Fisk atop of his building looked at his security camera footage turned to see Dave approaching and watched as Dave, accompanied by Trish, Diana, and Albert, began to walk toward him.

"Show us your..." the guard started to say before Trish silenced him with a quick, decisive bullet in his head.

Diana paused, looking at Trish, while Dave continued walking. Albert approached Diana and said, "I don't think this will be a peaceful meeting."

Diana nodded and followed after Dave, while also sending an SOS to Fury.

Seeing the signal in his office, Fury quickly identified the source as Diana and mobilized his team.

"Black Widow, Hawkeye, I need you both to head to Hell's Kitchen and rescue someone," Fury instructed his top agents.

Both Black Widow and Hawkeye, upon receiving the message, sprang into action. Fury slammed the desk in frustration, muttering, "That motherfucker kid can't sit still." He watched the screen showing his agents approaching the Hell's Kitchen area, making sure they arrived as quickly as possible.

As Dave entered the building with his team, they were greeted by a plethora of guards who aimed their guns at him.

Trish, seeing this, surrounded herself with a blinding light and then swiftly moved to Dave's side in an instant.

Diana and Albert looked at her, their eyes widening as they watched one by one all the guards' heads severed from their necks.

They didn't see any blood; the lighting had perfectly pulverized the wounds as well, causing no blood to leak.

Fisk who was watching this tensed as he looked at Bullseye, "As long as she is human I can kill it" Bullseye said and Fisk nodded.

"keep her alive , I want to see if she could work for me or not" Fisk said as Bullseye vanished form his place.

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