(This fan-fic is rate MA mainly due to the implied nastiness of what happens to one of the characters, the potential violence, the actual violence and the fact this is a Punisher story so he deserves a solid MA rating. As I've said before this is me playing in the Marvel sandpit, they own Frank Castle , Linus Lieberman, Richard Fisk etc; I just made the story up. Enjoy)
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Under Veterans Memorial Bridge, Rochester, New York
Frank Castle was groggily hauled to his feet in cuffs by the two officers.
“…to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you” Officer Lacy went through the Miranda warning.
“I know my rights” slurred Frank, the blood vessels in his eyes were all bloodied and red.
“He should!” chuckled Officer Jonathan Poncherello “He’s Frank Castle. He works for the DA”
“Well then makes my job easier but just in case; do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?”
“Yes!”
“Good; now get in the car, killer!” Poncherello gave Frank a harder than usual shove towards to the car.
Frank stopped and looked down at his feet “I didn’t kill my family”
“That’s for a court of law to decide Mr Castle,” said Officer Lacey “Not us”
“In the car!”yelled Poncherello pushing him in the back. Frank bounced into the squad car frame and launched backwards, headbutting Poncherello in the mouth so hard that his winning smile cracked like glass. Lacey went for her gun but Frank kicked her in the stomach she went down like a sack of potatoes. She gasped for air like a fish out of water.
“I’m sorry” said Frank fishing handcuff keys off the unconscious Poncherello
“Th-th-then…s-sstop” wheezed Lacey
Frank clipped a handcuff around her ankle and Poncherello’s wrist. He took his weapon and scooped up Lacey’s “Richard Fisk killed my family!”
“I believe you”
“I don’t care!” Frank hit Lacey with the tazer, leaving her and the unconscious Poncherello lying on the ground. He walked away, got in the squad car and drove off.
Keeler St Expressway
Richard drove at a hundred miles an hour as he headed back to New York. His blood was pumping, heart racing, adrenaline coursing. He felt awesome and terrified. He flipped open a phone and dialled a number.
“It’s me…ME! I need you to pick me up from Seneca Falls with a chopper in an hour…I also need Stevie and Jerry to go out to our usual places, may have to establish an alibi. Got it?” Richard barely waited for a response as he threw the phone out the window into oncoming traffic
Eastman Business Park, Rochester, New York
Frank fired up the chopper and took to the sky. He dialled a number on his phone
“Linus Lieberman”
“Linus!”
“Turn yourself in Frank” said Linus matter of factly “They…we, are looking for you”
“I need you to call Matt Murdock of Murdock & Nelson for me. Tell them to meet me at One Police Plaza”
“I will…you okay Frank?”
“He killed Maria!” Frank’s voice started to break “He killed Lisa… he killed Frank!”
“I heard. I’m so sorry”
“Not as sorry as he will be” Frank threw the phone out of the chopper and banked to the right. He pressed the joystick and pushed the chopper to its limits.
Fingerlakes Regional Airport, Seneca Falls
Richard Fisk’s car screamed as it careened sideways into the carpark. Richard exited the car, all juiced and jazzed up on adrenaline. He shoved a cigarette into his mouth and almost inhaled it in one go. He thought on how close to being killed he’d come and burst into nervous laughter, jamming another cigarette into his mouth.
Richard tapped his pockets looking for his phone before remembering he’d tossed it. Checking and re-checking his watch he impatiently waited, chaining cigarette after cigarette. He heard the sound of an approaching chopper and gave a wave. The chopper descended and Richard ducked his head, clambering into the passenger seat.
“Take the scenic route did we?” snapped Richard as he put on his headset.
Ch-click!
“No, I followed the carnage” snarled Frank.
The cigarette dangled on Richard’s lower lip as he slowly turned to see the barrel of a gun.
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(just went through the previous parts and selected those who had commented is all)
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