"Tell me Fisk. Why do you think I'm keeping you alive?"
Wilson Fisk lay bound on the floor. Across his entire body lay large amounts of cuts and bruises. Ever since he'd recently been defeated he'd been left down here to rot and be tortured at Bullseye's leisure.
"I...I have no idea Lester... why?" The kingpin mumbled as blood dripped from his mouth.
"Because by killing you it would imply that I'm still obeying those Shadowmaster dudes I killed recently. Thing is Fisky... now I'M in charge."
Fisk's eyes seemed to widen with a look of horror as he realized what Bullseye was saying.
"Lester... release me... and I promise to leave you alone and never desecrate your doorstep ever again..."
"Yeah... yeah... shut up Fisk. You're never getting out. You're never going to see the light of sun again unless I feel like it. How's that feel? It's what it was like for me whenever I tried to work for any of you criminal "masterminds"."
Bullseye turned to walk up the stairs but stopped just before leaving.
"Oh... and Fisk. Have fun."
Bullseye walked into a large round room. Inside were a few dozen red robed hand Ninjas kneeling humbly on the floor. While stood above all of them was their trainer dressed in Hand Elite black.
"Ah. My lord. What do you require?" The trainer asked as Bullseye walked towards him.
"You. Your the man in charge here right?"
"Ah. Yes my lord. I oversee all of the new recruits training."
"Good. Then that means your the last one I have to kill."
Bullseye pulled out a sai and stabbed the trainer in the throat with it. He watched as the man's eyes widened before rolling backwards before his body collapsed on the floor.
"New recruits. From my past experiences with the Hand I've learned something. From what I've heard about your predecessors you were defeated by a bunch of street level losers like Luke Cage, Spider-Man. Hell even Wolverine. This is clearly not your fault. It is your now dead trainers fault. So... from this point forward I will now be overseeing and... improving your training. From losing to the likes of Iron Fist I'll teach ALL of you how to hold your own against Iron Man. Soon... I'll make the members of the Hand living gods. How's that sound?"
Every single new recruit and guard in the room stood up and bowed. Bullseye smiled.
"Then let's get to work..."
"Sir! The monster approaches!" A Hand scout stood upon the rooftop shouted towards Bullseye.
"Well... that saves me the effort of having to find him..." Bullseye muttered as he witnessed the destruction all around him. He shrugged. He'd seen worse. This barely made the top 10 list.
"Have someone bring me my weapons. Also have them prepare the Elite. We're going to need them."
The scout bowed before sprinting across the rooftop and entering through a window. Bullseye watched as a large lumbering monster slowly walked down the high street. Dozens of bodies and large amounts of debris littered around the creature's path. Bullseye watched the creature slowly advance towards Shadowland before leaping off the rooftop and landing in it's path.
For a second the being known as the Thing's face looked surprised at the little man that had just appeared before it. However it's surprise was quickly replaced with laughter.
"Laugh it up why don't ya?" Bullseye muttered.
"Yeah... I have no idea what you just said. I assume you're mocking me."
"Has the Thunder God resorted to sending people without any abilities to try and stop me?"
"Pfft! Trust me I'd rather let YOU kick my ass before I worked for those losers. Sorry big guy but there's more to me then meets the eye."
The Thing raised the hammer above his head before sending it back down so quickly not even Quicksilver would have been able to react to it. The force sent Bullseye flying backwards into the side of the Shadowland building.
"ow... okay... that hurt..."
The Thing turned round to see Bullseye standing up from the crater, Only this time his eyes had turned red, he had horns sprouting from his skull and his fingers had morphed into claws.
"What are you?"
Bullseye stood up and wiped blood from his nose. He clapped his hands and half a dozen Hand Ninjas appeared around him.
"My name's Bullseye. I'm the one who's going to firstly kill you. Then all of your little hammer friends. Sound good?"
The Thing gritted his teeth before yelling and charging towards the group as he raised his hammer above his head. Bullseye and his group drew their swords and leaped towards the unstoppable behemoth.
"It's killing time boys!"