My Little Avengers: The Punisher

Chapters

Chapter 1.
Chapter 2.
Chapter 3.
Chapter 4.

Chapter 1.

My little Avengers: The Punisher

It’s been sometime since the so called “Avengers” bested that sick and twisted god Loki. Since then many mutants have risen from the ashes of his defeat. Some became heroes, some villains, and some just wanted to be left alone. I am not one of these mutants nor by any means a hero. My name in Fortify Castle and I’m simply looking to bring my own brand of justice to this broken land. To bring what this world truly needs Punishment.

There’s a storm and the cold rain pelts against my grey coat, my dark mane plastered to my face. I pay it no mind however; the only thing I can comprehend is the body lying on the cobblestone in front of me. The body belongs or rather belonged to a young foal. The once bright eyes of this foal now gazing forever into the abyss that follows death lay in a pool of its own blood. I quickly noted the means of execution, a jagged gash in the chest. I grit my teeth in anger at the thought of a monster that would go out of their way to kill an innocent child without just cause. The anger only grew as I scanned the alley for any indication of who had pulled off this terrible deed. The blood was still warm which means the culprit was still nearby. I closed my eyes as my horn started to glow with a faint red aura, my scanner spell had only been active a few seconds before I heard the rustle of a body approaching from the entrance to the alleyway behind me. The fool never had a chance. He leapt to try and strike me from behind I ducked and pulling back from the attack, I used the moment he was off balance and launched a hard kick to his chest sending the criminal sprawling back from whence he came. I didn’t give him a chance to react. In the blink of an eye I was on him throwing attack after attack completely oblivious to his cries of pain and pleas for mercy. After I was content that he wouldn’t be attacking or for that matter standing anytime soon I stood above his battered and beaten body. My cold pale blue eyes boring down on him in judgment, I asked the only question that mattered.

“Why?”

“uugghh.”

Not liking his answer I wielded my magic lifting the bruised criminal to eye level.

“Answer me, or else.” I demand flatly.

“wh…what do you…want?” He managed hoarsely.

“Why did you kill the kid? Scumbag!”

He looked at me wistfully for a few seconds before letting out a pained chuckle.

“Hehehe, I guess you haven’t heard huh?” He mused, but a quick twitch in my eye had him continue.

“There’s a new big bad in town buddy, a villain so hidden in the shadows so powerful nopony’s ever seen him and lived to tell the tale. We only get a name. I was hired by him to kill the kid, and trust me I didn’t enjoy it but a job’s a job you know?” he explained between grunts of pain.

“Now we’re getting somewhere, so who is this new king of the filth hmmm?” I ask drawing him closer.

“Heh, they call em’ The Kingpin.”

“And where exactly do I find this Kingpin?”

“Find em’? You don’t find em’ you just hope you don’t do something that makes him find you.” The killer whispered while his eyes scanned the area like he was searching for a monster.

“Then how did he hire you huh?” I bit back irritation invading my normally level tone.

“You’re joking right? If I tell you that he’ll send somepony to kill me.” He said stiffly.

“Either you tell me where you got your orders, or there won’t be any issue of his goons finding you, cuz there won’t be anything left for them to find.” I replied coldly my horn flaring briefly.

“You…you wouldn’t do that. You’re a hero and heroes don’t kill…right?” He gulped struggling in vain to escape my magical grip.

“Do I look like a hero to you?” I asked as he gazed at me for several seconds taking in my cold unwavering eyes, my battle-worn coat, and my black armor that was dawned with a white skull plastered on the chest before shaking his head slowly. “Now either you tell me what I want to know, or I start breaking bones.”

He stared dumbly at me for several seconds not making any move to answer, seeing this I made true on my promise. I proceeded to slam him face first into the alley wall before bringing his now bleeding face back in front of mine.

“I’m still waiting.” I spoke with a dangerous chill, lacing each word with the threats I promised.

“Okay, okay, I was hired by one of his guys at a bar in Hell’s Stable. The bar was called Last Pint I think. That’s where I got my orders I swear.” He answered quickly now on the verge of tears.

“Good.” I stated as I dropped the broken colt back to the alley floor.
I stepped over the sobbing stallion and made my way toward the alley’s exit already formulating a plan to deal with this new crime lord. As I made it to the threshold of the crime scene I turned to look at the dead innocent. Then at their weeping killer, my horn once again coursed with a bright red tint. When the light died the alley was filled with an eerie silence. I turned from the morbid scene and continued on, my destination a certain bar in the worst part of town.

I walked in silence through the quiet streets of Manehatten. My only company was my memories of how things ever became so twisted. I used to be like all the other ignorant civilians of this supposedly “peaceful” nation, but not too long ago I found out the cruel reality of this world.
Three months ago I was just another average pony just trying to make his way in the world. I had a well enough job as a Sergeant in the royal guard, I had a beautiful wife a few close friends and even two foals of my own. That all changed when I took my family on a picnic in the park. I left them alone for what seemed like only a few seconds and when I turned back everything I knew and cared for was gone. I heard their screams and even heard the voice of their killer as he relished in their fear. I was too slow however by the time I got back to them they were already dead and the killer gone. I stood in the pool of their blood and cried. I cried for their deaths, I cried for the injustice, but mostly I cried for how weak and useless I had been.

My family was gone as well as my foolish perceptions of the world. That day I vowed on my family’s deaths that I would avenge their deaths. I may not have seen who had killed them but I knew one fact for sure, the killer was a mutant. The killings were too precise too well-placed for any normal pony to ever manage in the span of a few seconds especially with the knives that now lay embedded in my loved ones. I vowed that I would never let a villain get away with such a crime again, they would meet justice. When I found them they will know fear, they will know pain, and they will know punishment. That day Fortify Castle died with his family, leaving only The Punisher in his place.

I was brought out of my thoughts as I found myself in front of the Last Pint. I took a few seconds to quickly gauge the rundown little bar. Seeing nothing of interest I trotted into the building preparing for the inevitable that always seems to come from me entering Hell’s Stable. The second I entered the grimy little pub I could feel the eyes of each and every crook and punk in the joint watching me. This worked to my advantage however as I walked into the center of the bar and shot a weak blast of energy into the air. Certain I had everyponies undivided attention i asked the question that would send today from bad to worse.

“Alright which one of you drunks knows how to find the Kingpin?” The second I asked the question the entire bar went silent. Every single thug and harlot in the place looked on as if I’d sprouted a second head. I merely met their exasperated expression with a glare that could freeze a windigo. Still getting no response I repeated the question my horn glowing threateningly.

“Even if one of us knew where to find him, why in the sweet name of Luna would we tell some random nut-job like you?” one of the drunkards laughed stupidly.

“Because if you don’t you won’t have time to regret it.” I answered as I hefted a nearby stool with my magic and flung it at the drunken idiot. The seat slammed into the stallion sending him end over end across the room. This however had the opposite effect on the drunken crowd for as soon as the colt finished his impromptu meeting with the floor the group of lowlifes let out a roar of anger before charging me in mass.

Time seemed to slow down as the mob of enraged thugs charged me from all sides. The first one to reach me threw a heavy kick towards my chest, I was ready however and ducked beneath his initial attack and while he was carried by his own momentum I let out a devastating shoulder tackle sending him sailing into several oncoming attackers. Within seconds of this I was struck from the side by a rather large stallion as he tackled me to the ground. He started pounding away at my prone form and while I used my fore hooves to block most of the strikes one or two still managed to land clean hits, I started getting mad at the fact that I even let myself get in this situation I started to charge my horn with all the magic I could muster and as he continued his assault blatantly unaware of my horns ever brightening glow I unleashed my pent up energy in a wave of power sending not only my current attacker flying into the nearest wall but also a handful of the closest onlookers as well. As I stood my vision seemed to have gained a reddish blur matching my magical aura. I unleashed a roar ramming into the nearest malcontent sending them through a nearby window and out onto the street beyond. The rest of the fight seemed to blur in on itself as I beat my opponents one after another. When my rage seemed to finally subsided I took several heavy breaths and gazed over the broken and desolated remains of what was once a bar. I checked over the battered and groaning forms of the idiots who attacked me. With no more active obstacles I approached one of the few still conscious goons, hefting and slamming him into one of the few remaining intact tables I looked him in the eye taking in the unfathomable fear and hate that his face expressed.

“So I’ll ask one time. Where can I find the Kingpin?” I questioned as I twisted one of his forelegs into his back.

“You don’t find him.” He seethed as I twisted his leg further. “aaaarrrggg! You don’t find Kingpin but you can find one of his recruiters, Hell maybe even one of his lieutenants but there’s no telling when or where they’ll be.” He replied as I softened my grip slightly.

“So if there’s no telling where to find them then how about giving me a name?”
“Well I know of one, his name’s Hammerhead he’s one of Kingpins mutant enforcers. He’s also the most commonly out on the streets. I swear that’s all I know about him now please let me go.” He conceded as I released him and watched as he quickly stumbles out of the door and running back to whatever rock he crawled out of.

“Hammerhead huh? It seems things just get more and more complicated, ever since the mutants started crawling out of the framework. They’ve been giving honest working ponies like me a mountain of unneeded problems.” I muttered to myself as I started for the door.

The second I exited the building however I was met by the sight of half a dozen guards. I quickly took up a defensive stance and waited to see what they wanted. However when the leader of the guards stepped forward and seemed about to speak another voice cut him off.

“I got this corporal stand down.”

To the guard and my own surprise it was none other than the super soldier himself; Captain Equestria walking down the street calmly.

“Y-yes sir right away sir.” The guard stuttered as he and his squad backed off giving the self-proclaimed hero as much space as they could.
As the captain approached a calm smile dawning his muzzle I couldn’t help but frown at how he seemed at such ease.

“Hey I’m Captain Equestria, but you probably knew that. Heh anyway I was hoping you wouldn’t mind explaining why you turned the Last Pint into a warzone. I mean I know it’s not the best bar around but it couldn’t have been that bad right?” He mused with a small chuckle as he walked up just a few paces in front of me.

“If you have to know I was doing my job. Though I’m surprised to see a big shot like yourself all the way down here especially this late at night?” I answered stiffly eyeing him carefully.

“So you’re a hero too then? If so I can’t say I’m familiar with any hero like you? As for why I’m down here, well you see I was actually meeting a few friends here for a stakeout on a possible terrorist group. Unfortunately the whole thing was a bust so I decided that I’d give the city a quick once over before heading back to HQ.” He explained an exhausted frown replacing his smile.

“I see well I’m sure the city is really grateful that you got here a bit late. However you give me a bit too much credit. I’m neither a hero nor villain simply a colt who’s done letting criminals hurt the innocent.”

“Fair enough though if you ask me that sounds just like a hero to me. I mean isn’t that what a hero does protect the defenseless from the worst of society?” The Captain responded taking a few steps closer so there was only a foot or so between us.

“From what I’ve seen of hero’s like you and the Avengers you’re nothing but super powered trash collectors. You just collect the filth and deposit it somewhere out of the way. Unlike you and your little club I don’t just put the bad guys away I stop them from ever doing villainy again. No matter what the cost may be.” I scoff back motioning for him to take a look inside the ex- battlefield.

Giving me an odd look he stepped forward and peered into the carnage that I wrought within. After he looked within the body strewn room for a few seconds he turned to me a deep frown a new addition to his face and a dangerous glint in this eye.

“This, this is wrong. How could you do this to them? What could they have possibly done to deserve this? He roared as he slowly approached me his attentions clearly written on his face.

“I did what was necessary putting a villain away only delays their attack on the innocent, my methods however stop them for good. So if you don’t like it then go back to your little clubhouse with your rich prince and your god friends and cry. I won’t feel bad or apologize for dealing with the criminals that you’re too scared to put down.” I stated my own frustrations bubbling into my words as I take up a ready stance for when he finally snaps.
He charged me letting forth a rage filled cry as he aimed a swift kick for my chest. I rolled to the side narrowly avoiding his hit only for him to shift on his haunches and deliver a swift bucking sending me flying through the shattered window of the Last Pint and crashing into a pile of broken chairs.

“Damn mutants, they get blessed with super powers and I have to work my ass off just to keep up.” I complain to myself as I spit out a wad of blood from my now bleeding mouth. Redirecting my focus I hear the aged wood floors creak as he enters the pub. I quickly take up a hiding spot behind the nearest upturned table in hopes of surprising him.

“You’re wrong you know. There is always another way, killing doesn’t solve problems it only makes new ones.” He called a hint of anger and pity in his voice as he continued to eye the ruins of the shop.
I watched diligently as he approached the appropriate spot for me to lay down my ambush. “A little closer, a little closer.” I thought as he took another step forward. I pounced surprising him slamming my full weight into his side sending him into the air, but to my annoyance he landed on his hooves and stood ready to continue our aggressive argument. However I knew with how much energy I had used up earlier there was no way I could actually win this fight.

“I’m done I can’t win this fight so there’s no point in continuing wouldn’t you agree captain?” I grumbled stoically sitting down on my haunches.

“I’m glad to hear it; I’d rather not have to hurt somepony if I don’t have to. So if you could just come with me I promise your arrest will be as painless as possible.” The Avenger promised his soft smile returning as he spoke.
To his and even my surprise I started to laugh, a soft chuckle at first that quickly turned into a deep roar of laughter. Upon regaining my composure I took a look at his face seeing a bewildered look having replaced his smile.

“I fail to see what’s so funny.” He grumbled dejectedly as he continued to sit and stare at me as if I’d completely lost my mind.

“It’s simple really hero, I might not be able to win but that doesn’t mean I have any intentions of going to jail. I have way too much work to do to be confined in a dungeon somewhere.” I mused as I stood back up turning away from the captain.

He grew annoyed by my answer and of course started toward me and right into my trap. When he was mere feet from me I launched my plan taking the bottle of rum I had noticed behind me while the captain had given me his arrest spiel, catching him off guard as it shattered on contact and blinded him in a haze of glass and alcohol. When he managed to regain his sight he quickly realized I was gone leaving him wondering who exactly I was and more importantly what I was planning.

I stood in an alleyway two blocks down from the tavern I left the now probably raging super hero. Panting as I scanned the area once again for any would be attackers. “Damn today just gets more and more complicated and it’s not even three yet.” I deadpan as I started off through the still empty streets, as I make my way back to my safe house checking every so often to make sure I wasn’t being followed. Once I got back I would take a few hours to sleep and stock up and at dawn I begin the hunt for Hammerhead after all the early bird gets the worm.

Chapter 2.

“Sir it’s Jigsaw, I have some news.” The scarred stallion explained as he entered his employer's office.

“Is that so? Then please Jigsaw have a seat and tell me what’s so important you must interrupt my current meeting?” Kingpin answered gazing at the now groveling form of one of his favored enforcers.

Jigsaw was terrified as he looked up at his boss. The Kingpin was always intimidating He stood nearly a foot taller than most average stallions, always adorned in an expensive suit, his white coat neatly combed, and his body rippling with a girth that could crush a normal pony in an instant. However that was all irrelevant what was terrifying, what caused even the most wretched crook to cower in fear, what made the most sadistic killer whimper like a foal, what made him the true King of Crime were his eyes. They were like two dark piercing voids that permeated your very soul.

“Well, what do you have for me Jigsaw?” The Kingpin asked flatly.

Upon hearing the question Jigsaw quickly snapped out of his thoughts and returned his gaze to the larger stallion. “Well you see sir last night there was an incident in Hell’s Stable and according to some of our guys that ex-guard whose family we killed a while back...he found out about you and well now he’s coming after ya, and well if he finds out who really killed his wife an’ kids well you’ve seen his work right?” The disfigured unicorn quickly informed the room.

After a minute of silence the Kingpin let out a short chuckle before standing from behind his large desk, and slowly making his way over to his very fearful messenger.

“I see well that is a bit of an inconvenience isn’t it?” The crime lord mused dryly. “If your information is right which I believe it is then we will have to move up our time table a bit.”

“Y-yes, right away boss.” Jigsaw quipped back quickly. But what should we do about the stallion that’s after us?”

“For now we’ll let him continue his little escapade. For you see I have a very special plan for Mr. Castle.”

“Aaaawww I was hopin’ you’d let me go finish the job. I so hate it when there’s a survivor it’s not professional you know?” Voiced a third stallion who had until now been watching the back and forth disinterestedly.

“I know Bullseye but we need him alive for now. But I promise once he has served his use he is all yours.” Kingpin promised earning a manic grin from his favorite assassin.”

“For now just keep an eye on him, we can’t have him getting too close to fast can we?” The massive stallion said as he returned to his desk and waved for Jigsaw to leave.

“Of Course boss I’ll have some of our guys watchin’ him twenty four/seven.” Jigsaw saluted before trotting out of the room and off to accomplish his new assignment.

The door to Avenger mansion closed swiftly behind the captain as he slowly trotted into the main lobby, giving a small sigh at the events of the previous night. First his stake out ends with nothing to show for it, Then he goes for a quick patrol into the city only to end up fighting some weird hero. No, hero was the wrong word Carmel mused vigilante was more appropriate, because he was a hero and heros don’t kill they find a way to save and protect the innocent without resorting to execution. As he continued mulling over his encounter with this lone thug he failed to notice the large form of the god of thunder heading straight for him.

“Hail Captain, how went last night’s operation?” The mighty Alicorn asked shaking the super soldier from his thoughts.

“Huh? Oh Thor ummm not great the whole thing ended up being nothing. Go figure right?” He replied giving a forced smile.

“I see, well that is a shame. What did you do after the stakeout?” His comrade pondered quizzically.

The Captain took several minutes to gauge whether or not he should tell anypony about the late night showdown. After a quick moment of internal contemplation he gave in and looked back up at the still waiting Thunderer.

“To be honest the bum stakeout was only the beginning of the night’s disappointments. After that I decided to do a quick patrol through the city just to be safe. While doing so I ended up coming across a bar fight which led me to meet what I thought was another hero. But...”

“But What Captain, surely meeting another hero was a good thing right?” Thor mused gesturing for his friend to continue.

“Normally I’d agree but this guy...he didn’t just beat the criminals he massacred them and then just acted like it was another day on the job.” The solemn stallion finished giving a short sigh at the memory of the morbid scene from the prior night.

“Could it really have been that bad?” Thor asked uncertainly. “I mean they were villains that he bested right? so perhaps he just went a little farther than necessary, maybe we could find him and if all goes well we may have a new Avenger on our hands hmmm, what do you say Captain?” Thor mused grinning as he watched his friend contemplate his own thoughts for a solution.

“I guess that could work I mean I didn’t even get the guy’s name, maybe he was just in a bad mood. But how exactly would we find him; I mean we don’t even know where to find the guy?” Carmel asked sarcastically as he turned to stare out a nearby window at the slowly rising dawn.

“Well if he is as you say then we’ll just keep an eye on Manehatten after all we have friends there and when we can we’ll confront this new “hero” and from there we’ll decide what to do.”

“Yeah, that could work. I’ll see if Daredevil can keep an ear to the ground.” The super-stallion thought aloud.”

“Very good, but I have a meeting with Princess Luna so I must excuse myself for now my friend. May our new plan bear fruit soon and add yet another ally to our just cause.” The godly stallion laughed as he quickly departed leaving his fellow Avenger to continue towards his room a small smile now spreading across his face.

I woke from another dreamless slumber, my limbs still sore from last night’s beat down. I slowly rose from bed and scanned the contents of my safe house. The small underground bunker was exactly like I left it, not that I expected any different. Taking a deep breath I rose from my cot and walked over to the nearby sink to clean myself off and prepare for another day of punishing those who have done wrong by the innocent sheep of my so called home.

Finishing my preparations I quickly exited my bunker and headed out into the early light of the dawn. I couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of disinterest, most find the likes of the sunrise to be beautiful. Most aren’t me the only feeling the sun brings me anymore is annoyance. To think our supposedly benevolent leader reduced to the form a child because she was too arrogant to believe she could be bested. Shaking myself from my thoughts I continued onward my destination every rathole and scum hideout in Manehatten, until I find Kingpins goon Hammerhead and from there I plan to pay the crime lord a visit myself.

As I continued through the increasingly busy streets of the stable, I found this entire game of cat and mouse was getting me nowhere. No matter what info I got from the idiots who chose to bar my path it seems to only lead me on a never-ending circle of half-truths. As the day progressed I noticed that I was being followed. I had known this for the last several hours but the "peeping Tom" seemed to be getting bolder more reckless and closer to getting me mad. After another ten minutes of being prowled on I turned off the street and headed into an alleyway. The alley led into a building supply area that had fallen into disrepair, go figure right. Turning to face the entrance I waited, preparing to punish the idiot that had chosen to follow me.

If you back a feral dog into a corner they attack, but if you back me into a corner I don't attack because I’ve already put you in checkmate. After several minutes of waiting I heard the telltale sound of hooves on stone. I stared unfazed into the shadows of the alley ready for any sort of attack. The mare that emerged was surprisingly not some gang assassin or mercenary. Instead she wore a red full body outfit complete with a red a cowl. Where her Mark would normally be was a pair of Interlocked D's instead. As she drew closer I couldn't help but smirk at a sense Déjà vu.

"Hello Daredevil what brings you here this early in the day?" I quipped as she stopped mere feet in front of me.

"What, surprised to see me?" The mare retorted a smirk playing at her features.

"Honestly after the first time we met I expected you to be a bit more cautious around me." I conceded rolling my eyes at the now grinning mare.

"Sorry Castle but I’m a hero and that means I defend those that can't protect themselves, even if that means from you." She stated smoothly. "Besides the Avengers wanted me to keep an eye on you, as tough as that is." She returned giving a short laugh at the mere concept.

I had a feeling if her eyes weren't covered by the cowl she'd be rolling them at the very notion of keeping an eye on anything. "I see, one small scrap against Mr. Equestria and I'm the most wanted stallion alive." I concluded dryly raising a hoof to run through my mane.

"I don't care if they approve of my methods Devil. You and I both know I'm not going to stop until the cities free of villainy or I’m dead.” I stated in a matter-of-fact tone giving the heroine a severe glare. She surprised me by letting out a short bout of laughter Complemented with another knowing grin.

"Yeah I figured as much I might be blind, but I don't need eyes to see your conviction. After all you’re called The Punisher for a reason." She vouched in a rather serious tone for the first time since she confronted me. "Besides they don't want to fight just talk." She explained waving a hoof in a nonchalant manner.

"You will have to excuse me if I don't believe you; after last night’s brawl I don't think the Captain Is just going to let it slide." I deadpanned with a hint of annoyance creeping into my voice.

"They want to get you Fort. Ole Cap Is confused about whom or for that matter what you are. He's convinced you're a hero but he wants you to explain your whole... I don't know punishing thing I guess." Daredevil reasoned not totally convinced herself.

"That's a waste of my time I have a crime lord I need to find and having a social visit with the Avengers isn't helping in that effort at all." I finished walking past the mare and heading back through the alley toward the street. Before I was out of hearing range the blind mare turned toward me giving one last piece of advice.

"Listen Fort if you don't go they'll send someone a lot less reasonable then me to investigate. I would just humor them if I were you I promise it'll be a lot harder to catch a crime boss if you also have to hide from the largest group of heroes around."

I didn't even so much as look back as I continued out onto the streets. Deep down I knew she was right About avoiding this issue, It would most likely only make my job a lot harder but if I went and they found me a problem I'd still be taking them on and trying to take on the Kingpin as well. I shook my head of this dilemma and continued walking through the crumbling streets of Hells stable until the moon was high in the sky. If I have to battle the Avengers I might as well do it on my terms I decided. Tomorrow I would pay a visit to Canterlot and hopefully get those Self-proclaimed heroes off my back once and for all.

Moving from that issue I couldn’t help but think back to Daredevil. As I made my way back to my safe house I couldn’t help but reminisce on the first time I met the blind heroine.

I kicked the little worm in the chest sending him crashing into one of the many wooden crates in the broken down warehouse. The stupid punk didn’t seem to understand who I was or how much I didn’t mind breaking every bone in his body to get the information he had.

“I’ll ask one more time either tell me where you’re getting your shipments of Opium, or I’ll start taking you apart.” I commanded lifting the scum from the broken crate and slamming him into the warehouse wall.

“Augh, you stupid bastard, you think I’ll tell you anything? My boss would kill me; you got nothin’ on me nothin.’” He spit his rage earning him another smack across the mouth.

“I don’t think you get it, I’m not a hero, or a guard. I’m not going to beat you and send you to jail; either you tell me what I want or I’m going to kill you.” I whispered coolly.

“Wh-what, no you’re just bluffing if you’re not a hero then what are you hmmm, why would you be after somepony like me if not to put me away?” He reasoned gulping in disbelief.

In response I took hold of his left hoof in my magic and pulled it in a rather unnatural position and kept adding pressure until I heard a rather prominent snap. This resulted in my victim letting loose a pained yell.

“Now, who’s your supplier?” I asked once more pulling him closer.

“Aaaahh…graaa,” Not getting a response I grabbed his now limp limb with my hoof and twisting it until he answered.

“Okay…okay, aaaahhhh! Dear Celestia please I’ll tell you just stop!” He cried to my satisfaction.

“Good now let’s get a name.” I stated letting go of his mutilated leg.

However before I could get an answer, I was hit by a rather hefty force sending me skidding across the stone floor.

“Alright lowlife I think it’s about time you learned that torture and extortion doesn’t pay.” A new female voice professed cockily.

As I righted myself I heard the sound of the mystery mare drawing closer. Taking in the new figure I noted the red body suit, the grin on her face, the pair of nunchucks strapped to her side, and finally the fact that her mask had absolutely no eye holes.

“Oh good you got up, I rarely have to hit someone more than once before they beg for mercy.” She boasted as she readied herself for another attack.

“Heh, then you really aren’t in for a pleasant night.” I quipped back. Wiping the small trail of blood from my now bleeding lip I scanned her body for any tells.

She charged turning in mid stride to deliver a swift low sweep. Seeing it coming I managed to jump over her crouching body and landing behind her and shooting my back legs out in a powerful buck. To my surprise she rolled out of the way just in time and jumped back onto all four catching me in a less than ideal position. Taking advantage of my surprise she slammed into my side shoulder first once again leaving me on the floor.

“Ha, not so cocky now are you hmmm?” She jabbed walking causally to my prone form. “Now let’s get you to jail, I do have other things to do tonight pal.”

As she drew up beside me I twisted around to face her, my horn aglow. Letting the energy surge forth it blasted the stunned mare sending her sailing across the room and slamming back first into a large heap of crates.

“You talk too much girl. I prefer actions.” I mused as I slowly made my way to the heap my horn still pulsing with power.

Several pieces of wood shifted as the mares form hefted itself to a crouching position. Taking queue at her still disorientated form I took her in my magic and pulled her toward me.

“Now that you cost me my informant I have a few questions for you.” I announced calmly.

Not too my surprise she stayed quiet, if her eyes weren’t hidden behind her mask I’m sure she’d be glaring death at me.

“I assume you’re one of those mutant hero’s right?” I asked in a rather bored tone.

“Why do you care, what type of criminal asks such stupid questions?” She growled in a rather perplexed tone.

“That’s easy somepony who’s not a criminal, I maybe a lot of things but criminal isn’t one.” I answered. “If you’re done attacking me I’m willing to let you down, sound fair?” I tried seeing no reason in making unnecessary enemies.

She nodded in agreement and I let go of my magic letting her fall lightly onto the ground. Now standing face to face I motioned for her to speak.

“You can call me Daredevil and yes I’m a mutant. I’m gonna assume you are as well right?” She tried rubbing one hoof against her now throbbing head.

“No, I’m no mutant or hero, my name’s Fortify Castle, ex royal guard.” I corrected an edge of annoyance edging my words.

“Wait, you’re not a mutant and for that matter why the heck are you revealing your identity to me?” she sputtered extremely confused by my reveal.

“That’s easy, I have no intent of hiding who I am it’s not like anyone can use my identity against me. Now like I said Daredevil you cost me an informant which means I have some work to do.” I explained heading toward the door closest to where the scum had been before I was interrupted.

“Wait, that’s it you just tell me this and walk away, who are you? Or maybe what are you would be a better question?” The now dumbfounded hero stammered walking after me.

Pausing at the doorway, I turned and gave a short sigh. “I suppose that’s the real question isn’t it? My name is Fortify Castle, but that’s merely a mask like the one you’re wearing now. Who I really am is much simpler, I’m The Punisher.” With that I turned back to the doorway and left the still distraught mare to absorb my answer by herself.

As the memory ended I sat on my cot staring at the mirror across the room. “That was just over a month ago and yet it lingers in my mind, why? What is so special about that night? For that matter why did I answer her question? Until that day I wouldn’t have been able to answer that even for myself but that night It came so easily.” Shaking out of my self-interrogation I lay back onto my cot.

As I lay there I couldn’t help but wonder over the morrows dealings. I had to meet the Avengers and still attempt to find the Kingpins men. I had a bad feeling tomorrow is going to be one headache after another. With that thought I closed my eyes and drifted off into the abyss that sleep always held for me.

Chapter 3.

I stood amongst the wreckage of my city, or what was left of it. As far as I could see all that remained were the ruins of the once proud city. Streets of still burning rubble the only remnants of countless homes and businesses, sitting solemnly in the smog and smoke. I stood there unable to move, unable to speak, and unable to look away. This scene made me sick, leaving me to fester in a rage so powerful the flames surrounding me seemed like nothing more than embers in my presence. Over the carnage and sound of crackling flames I heard the crying. This shifted my attention my eyes fixed on a small filly standing over a set of bodies, that I can only assume were her deceased parents. This terrible site broke me; I let forth a guttural scream, at the desolation. It was my job to protect the innocence and I failed. As I screamed the scene before me blurred and distorted, and finally everything was consumed in a Bright light.

I rose from my cot a cold sweat drenching my coat. Looking around I took in the familiar sight of my bunker. Taking a deep breath i stood and walked to the mirror that hung above my sink. The stallion that stared back was exactly what I expected, the same long unkempt black mane, the same matted battered gray coat, and the same piercing judgmental gaze that seemed to radiate an impossible amount of rage. It all looked as it should, but I still couldn't help but smash the mirror in a fit of annoyance.

"I won't allow this city to burn; I won't let the villainous evils of this city win. Not now not ever, as long as I draw breath there will be punishment for any criminals that prey on the weak. I whispered in a hoarse tone to the now cracked mirror.

I would need to buy another one when I had a chance, but for now that would have to wait. Once I calmed myself I turned on the sink and began to quickly clean myself up and ready myself for the long day I had to endure. The train pulled out of the station as I sat and waited, staring out the window at the passing scenery. I’d been sitting there maybe an hour when I felt something tap my side. Turning I came face-to-face with a unicorn filly, the filly smiled at me tilting her head in a curious manner.

"Can I help you?" I grumbled raising a brow at this seemingly unfazed child.

"Oh sorry, I'm Sweetie Belle, and I was just wondering, are you a superhero? I mean you're dressed up and have that super neat armor." She chirped a smile never leaving her face.

I couldn't help but shake my head at the filly’s innocent curiosity. "I might wear armor and protect others but I'm anything but super or for that matter a hero. I corrected in a slightly less gruff tone.

To my surprise however the youth started giggling. "That's silly Mister."
Now truly confused by her reaction I couldn't help but walk into her little trap.

"How so?" I questioned matching her Innocent mischievous gaze with one of my stoic stares.

"Well not every hero has to have powers to be super; it's all about saving others and doing what's right. Or at least that's what my sister always says." She finished with another small giggle.

I found this talk becoming more and more interesting, at least for a talk with some random child. Before I could respond however the door to the car flew open and a very distraught mare came rushing in. Upon seeing Sweetie Belle she let out a noise halfway between a sigh of relief and a growl of rage. Truth be told I felt bad for the filly whatever she had done to agitate this mare she was clearly in deep trouble.

"Sweetie there you are." The older mare growled as she slowly stomped her way to the now anxious child. “What exactly were you thinking wandering off like that?” The mare continued berating the now upset Sweetie Belle for her misconduct.

Watching the scene, I assumed that this mare was the sister Sweetie Belle had referred to earlier. Normally I would assume it to be her mother, but their age wasn't far enough apart for that to make sense.
Sweetie Belle, still looking rather upset answered her older sister’s question.

"I'm sorry Rarity; I was just looking around the train. I was bored, and I met this really nice stallion, who's a superhero just like Blue. She finished pointing a hoof back at me.

"Sweetie you shouldn't just talk to strangers like that. For all you know this stallion could've been a foalnapper." Rarity concluded eyeing me suspiciously.

I couldn't blame her for trying to protect her little sister. But I wasn't going to just be the fall guy for the child's mistake.

"I agree miss, your sister made a mistake but I assure you I'm no foalnapper." I explained calmly shifting my gaze from one sister to the other.

"Yeah rarity, and like I said he's a superhero and superheroes don't foalnap fillies." The younger sister added eagerly trying to help diffuse her sisters’ anger. Rarity shaking her head sadly, sighed in defeat. Finally turning to me and giving my outfit another quick look.

"I'm sorry sir, my dear sister is a bit quick to assume. She thinks anypony in a strange outfit is a hero, or more than once a villain.” She informed me to my amusement.

This earned a rather exasperated groan from the younger unicorn. While the older turned to give her sibling a sharp look I made a split second decision, turning the older sister back to me I shook my head.

"There's no reason to apologize, your sister isn't that far off the mark, at least this time. While I'm not exactly super I am currently on my way to meet the Avengers. Against my better judgment I might add." I informed the duo, receiving surprised looks from both.

This surprised me as much as it would them, why had I even told this mare any of this information? Why did I even start talking to her sister in the first place? This wasn't like me, taking a quick inhale i tried to gather myself for the possible hell hole I had just opened. I refocused on the two before me. The younger now wore a huge grin, the older seemed a bit surprised to say the least. After a moment of awkward silence the older sibling blinked before giving me a now much more interested look.

"You were called up by the Avengers?" She asked. I huffed, turning back to the window.

”I may have had a small scrap, with a certain postercolt and all this and all of the sudden they want me to abandon everything, to come meet them at their self-imposed ego of a base." I mumbled my annoyance clear in each word I spoke.

To my further surprise Rarity did a proverbial one-eighty. She grew rather hostile barely able to hold in her rage.

"How dare you, first you tell me you fought one of them, but to make it worse you then go on to insult them. They are all great heroes they deserve your respect. I can understand you being annoyed at being called up all of the sudden, but that gives you no right to show such blatant disrespect towards a group that does nothing but good for the whole of Equestria." She lectured Her Anger only growing that she let forth her tirade.

While she panted in anger I happened to notice the train drawing rather close to the Canterlot train station. Rising from my seat I quickly made my way to the nearest door. I figured the faster I got off the train the faster I could stop dealing with this ornery mare. As I took refuge near one of the exits I was joined by my original companion noting the filly’s’ presence with a short nod I continue waiting for the train to pull into the Royal city.

"So did you really fight Carmel?" The energetic filly asked as we waited.

"Yeah I did, though fighting a super soldier unprepared was really stupid on my part." I clarified turning to face my overactive audience.

"I would imagine so." Rarity added walking up and joining both Sweetie Belle and I.

"I would like to apologize for my harsh words, that was not very ladylike and I'm sorry for that. I mean, I don't even know your name, hero or no. Yet I still verbally assaulted you simply for you voicing your own opinion. And for that once again I'd like to apologize." She offered giving a small nod of sincerity for emphasis.

Normally I'd just walk away again but there are very few places you can hide on a train, so against my better judgment I decided it’d be best to just bury the hatchet and forgive the mare.

"My name is Fortify Castle, as for your apology it's unnecessary, I've been dealt a lot worse for a lot less." I consulted her, as the train finally pulled into station.

As the train came to a complete stop and the doors swung wide, I exited and began the trudge to the famous Avengers mansion. As I walked I took note that the two mares continued behind me. At first I assumed it chance, however as I progressed they did as well mere paces behind me. Growing annoyed by this pseudo-stalking I turned to face my followers.

"Is there any particular reason you happen to be following me?" i growled as they drew up next to me.

"I assure you, we aren't following you. We are actually on our way to Avengers mansion as well." Rarity answered as she continued walking forward forcing me to do so in-kind.

"Finding it rather unbelievable that they were called up for the same reason as me, I assumed it was merely for the tour or something of similar significance.

“Why are you tourists? Or do you just want to watch the inevitable fallout of my Summons?" I asked sarcastically, as our trio waded through the ever busy streets of Canterlot.

I looked at the crowds that seem so at ease, so sure that they're protected, safe, and always will be. I almost pitied them, for no matter how many heroes they surround themselves with nopony is ever truly safe. I wonder though what would happen if all of their protection disappeared, who could they turn to? Who would they expect to protect them? Or would they all just fall to anarchy wither away and die?
I felt a tapping at my side, Turning I noticed both sisters giving me quizzical looks. I merely shook my head in response.

"Are you okay Mr. Fort you seem lost or something?" The concerned little filly asked staring up at me.

It surprised me how perceptive such a young filly could be. It surprised me even more that she could look me in the eye and not flinch in fear.

"I'm fine." I stated flatly.

"Well to repeat our answer to your prior question. We happen to know some of the occupants of said mansion." Rarity explained a grin expanding on her face as she spoke.

I was intrigued now but my next question was answered by my other companion before I could so much as raise eyebrow.
"Yeah, my sister is engaged to Blueblood, and we are friends with Pinkie Pie. My sister is also friends with many other heroes because she's the Element of Generosity." The little filly chirped giddily.

All I could do is blink at this new information. "Well it seems there's more to you than meets the eye miss Rarity. This also explains your rant you went on earlier. You really don’t like others bashing the Iron prince huh?" I concluded giving the mare a short nod of respect.

"I could say the same about you. You seem so brutish and cold, but from the way Sweetie has taken to you I would say there has to be a heart somewhere under that armor of yours. As for my personal life, well that is hardly your concern now is it?”" The mare shot back playfully.

“Fair enough.” I huffed turning back to the task at hoof.

After that the trip grew rather quiet, for several more minutes we walked through the streets until we came to our destination. The Avengers mansion stood tall, and even more ridiculous than I could've hoped. As we approached, the gates swung wide and three very iconic figures stood waiting. I took one final breath before following the two sisters who had continued forward unimpeded. Today had only begun and I was already exhausted.

"So you're sure he went to Canterlot. Kingpin questioned flatly, his faithful enforcer sitting before him in sheer terror.

"Yes boss, he definitely left the city on the 7 o'clock to Canterlot sir." Hammerhead confirmed squirming under his employers prying gaze.

The Kingpin turned his head toward the window at the morning sun. "It seems our favorite vigilante is proving more unpredictable than I anticipated." He continued turning back to his waiting goon.

"So, boss what should we do?" Hammerhead mumbled still not meeting his leader’s level stare.

"That is easy my friend, we test him. Please send for our newest allies immediately." The large stallion commanded, waving his underling away to do his allotted task.

"As you wish boss, though are you sure they can take the Avengers by themselves?" Hammerhead asked pointedly.

“They don’t have to win Hammerhead they merely have to stall them so we may assess Mr. Castle. Kingpin revealed. “Now go he stated watching his minion do as he said.

Kingpin leaned back behind his desk and let out a short menacing laugh. "It seems Mr. Castle, you will be a more interesting opponent then I could've hoped."

I watched as Rarity hugged her other half, the metal clad stallion returning it happily. They were a perfect match both a pain in my flank, and both completely full of it.

I drew up on the other five and waited for their greetings carry end. After the Thunderer and the captain greeted the two sisters, they turned to me.

"I take it this is the stallion you were complaining about all breakfast?” Iron pony mused eyeing me as I did the same.

"Yes Blue, this is him. Though why he showed up with Rarity is what I find odd." Cap Pondered giving me a questioning look.

"Oh yeah, Mr. Fort is cool. He acts really tough and grumpy, but is actually really nice." Sweetie informed the older stallions, before turning to give me a warm smile.

"While my sister may have taken to him a bit more than me, Mr. Fortify while being a bit brutish seems to be responsible enough." Rarity aided nodding approvingly in my direction.

Shifting my gaze from the two sisters back to the three Watching stallions I shrugged nonchalantly. "We just rode the same train, it was happenstance at best." I offered trying not a big deal over a pointless situation.

"I don't think the mere arrival of all those we awaited is something to be judged." Thor stated finally joining the conversation.

"Yeah, you're right Thor. I guess I'm just a bit on edge after last night’s scuffle." The Captain agreed.

"I guess that makes two of us Captain." I added earning a grin from the other two stallions and a nod of acknowledgment from the trepidant Avenger.

"So now that I'm here, what exactly do you want?" I asked giving each Avenger a glance in sequence.

"Straight to the point, I like that. Come friend Castle we have much to discuss." The thunderous Alicorn laughed Walking to the door, the others following suit. I begrudgingly followed as well, giving a hefty sigh as I made my way through the threshold.

I walked silently behind the group as they conversed happily. I couldn't help but feel completely misplaced, in this seemingly peaceful sanctuary. This building seems so peaceful, so happy, and above all others fake. As we came to what I assumed was a conference room, I took in the rooms contents. A large round table sat in the center large cushions surrounding it in whole, and a large door on the other side of the room. After a brief moment Rarity and Sweetie Belle bid their farewells and exited through the back door i noticed beforehoof. The three Avengers took seats and watched me as I slowly took my own.

"Okay, let's begin with the basics." Blueblood instructed clapping his fore hooves together Matter-of-factly. "Let's start with something simple. First your name if you wouldn't mind."

I gave him a rather blank look before deciding to play his little game. “My name is Fortify Castle."

Nodding Blueblood continued his survey. "What about your other name?" He asked a small grin always playing at his lips.

“The Punisher!" I answered flatly. The three avengers exchanged glances before Captain Equestria, asked his own question.

"So why did you massacre those thugs back in the Stable? Criminals or not what you did was unnecessarily brutal."

I merely shrugged at his ignorance. How can I expect somepony like him to ever understand why i do what I do? Knowing they would expect an answer I decided to give them one that they could at least fathom.

"Its simple Captain, I needed information and I did what I needed to in order to get it."
The look of surprise then annoyance that spread across his face was priceless; I couldn't help but crack a small smile at his disbelief.

"I can see you fail to comprehend what I mean; if you don't keep criminals down then they will always rise back up to do more harm. It's more effective if they can't get back up, you save more lives in the end." I lectured to the clear irritation of my audience.

"You're wrong; there is never a reason to do what you did. Everypony has good inside them and they all deserve the chance to show it." The Earth stallion barked back his anger finally overwhelming him, emphasizing his point by slamming his hooves hard into the table

"Cap I understand your anger, but arguing semantics will get us nowhere. We are all heroes, thus we should show the proper respect to each other regardless of our own ideals." Thor Mediated trying to calm the situation and get back on track.

"I completely agree with you Thunderer, we're here for a reason arguing amongst ourselves serves no point." I confessed still smirking at how easy it was to get under Carmel's skin.

"I know, I know; I shouldn't allow him to push me like that." Carmel retorted still giving me a rather powerful death glare.

"Good, now that were all agree to be civil I would like to get back to the point if that's alright with everypony." The armored prince bid, getting no arguments he gave satisfied nod and continued.

"Now then, Mr. Castle you have shown you wish to protect the lives of the innocent and defenseless; Right now however you're a bit too volatile and a bit too aggressive in this task. I mean I get that you're not a mutant and therefore have to resort to more creative tactics, but uncontrolled rage and slaughter is no way for hero to behave. The reason we called you here is because we think you have the potential to be a great hero, but we feel you need a push in the right direction. So to get straight to the point we wish to offer you a spot as an Avenger, specifically the Manehatten division." Iron pony Recited with a large smile.

I couldn't believe this guy did he actually expect me to believe him? They didn't want me on a team they wanted to keep an eye on me. They were treating me like I was some misbehaving child. It’s almost enough for me to attack them right here and now; that however would only serve to fan the flames between me and them. So begrudgingly I decided to play along with their little game, after all having access to the Avenger’s information and resources might prove fruitful in my endeavor to stop the Kingpin. After Kingpin was dealt with, I would face the consequences of using the Avengers even if it means facing them myself. Coming out of my thoughts I noticed all three giving me curious looks. Meeting Bluebloods eyes I made my next move.

"So if I joined this team of yours, who exactly what I be working with and where?" I wondered aloud. I noticed as soon as i asked my question all three seem to relax immeasurably.

"So you'll join then?" Carmel asked skeptically shifting in his seat.

"That depends on who would I be working with. If I work with a team, I want to know what I'm working with." I restated shrugging calmly.

"That seems rather reasonable I believe, wouldn't you agree my friends?" Thor questioned turning to look at his two teammates.

"I suppose if a roll call is all it takes to gain another ally I can comply." The armored genius laughed in agreement. Turning back to me Blueblood started on the team.

"First off, we have the base. The Manehatten HQ is known as the Sanctum Sanctorum. The magical fortress of knowledge is owned by none other than the sorcerer supreme herself, Twilight Sparkle." Blueblood informed me as he pulled out a small package of dossiers.

"As for the team, first we have the leader Twilight Sparkle, for her extensive magical prowess, her incredible leadership, and her extensive knowledge of all things. Second would be a certain mare you are already rather familiar with I believe; this of course being the blind heroine herself, Daredevil. Following her, there's the one and only Ironhoof. Then we have Powerpony, and finally there's the young but no less amazing Spidercolt." He listed handing me a dossier matching each hero he listed in order.

"Feel free to go through the dossiers for more information." He added pushing the last folder over to me.

Looking over each file my opinion over the team was indifferent up to this point. Though at least having Daredevil on the team meant I had At least one member who understood what I stood for. Though the team leader, Ms. Twilight Sparkle may prove an issue. As an ex-Royal guard I knew of her of course, I’d even seen her once or twice. She was a quiet Filly, head always buried in a book, but after she became an Element of Harmony she grew up quite a bit. She was still excessively enamored by her devotion to the princess however. Because of this I highly doubt she'll give me much wiggle room with abiding to the laws and rules she would doubtlessly set. This is only a slight setback however, for I've dealt with a lot worse with a lot less. Plus I always like a good challenge. Leaving my thoughts for the moment I gave a short sigh of conclusion.

"I can at least give them a chance." I surrendered nodding toward the smiling heroes. I doubt they'd be smiling if they knew my true intent. With any luck they never would.

"Excellent friend Castle, I'm glad today we become allies rather than enemies." The Groups Alicorn Announced a humble smile playing at his features. Then lifting one of his massive hooves, he reached across the table toward me. Begrudgingly I took his hoof into a firm shake.

"I agree, I'd rather not have to prove just how mortal even heroes are." I deadpanned rolling my eyes at the displeased looks I got In return.

"What, can't you guys take a joke?" I offered trying to lighten the mood. This only served for them to shift their looks of displeasure to looks of annoyance.

A light cough interrupted the awkward silence that befell our group. Shifting our gazes toward the door we noticed Rarity standing politely and waiting for our attention.

"Not to sound rude, but I wouldn't quit your day job if I were you Mr. Castle." Rarity commented on my dark humor.

"What's up Rares?" Carmel asked chuckling at her prior comments.

"I assure you Carmel; I merely wished to check in on your little meeting. I was sure by now you'd all be at each other's throats." She explained giggling at the looks she received in part.

"Come now dear, did you really think we couldn't handle this like gentlecolts?" Blueblood bantered back, winking at his better half.

However before rarity could answer she was interrupted by a loud explosion as the far wall shattered into pieces. "Avengers, come out and play!” A new voice taunted from behind the smoke of the newly shattered wall. I watched calmly as the three other heroes leapt into action. "Avengers assemble!" Iron pony shouted as his helmet shifted into place. When I woke up today, I was in for one of those days; I hate it when my instincts are right.

Author's Note

So, yeah. Ole Fort goes from self brooding like we all know he does, to a more social variant.
Seems legit, Oh, and the whole Avengers thing...yeah Fort is kind of an ass...but that's why we love him isn't it?
(I'm getting faster at this, look at me now Ma."

Chapter 4.

I was irritated, first off I had to waste the day coming all the way to Canterlot, but that couldn’t be enough. Now I have to deal with a bunch of super trash busting in just as things seemed to be settling down. There were four protagonists in total. To make matters worse I didn't recognize any of them. From what I could make out in the turmoil one looked to be an albino changeling. As odd as that would be by itself it seemed to not only copy the shape of its target but also emulate any special powers it had as well. Or that's what I gathered with the way it was conjuring plants to fend off Cap's Assault. The second was a giant, gray, and ugly beast of a Stallion. It looked as if some mad, diluted, or just plain stupid scientist had crossbred a rhino and a unicorn. It almost seemed mindless as it charged the God of thunder in a berserker's rage. The third was a sickly yellow Pegasus who wore an orange cloak. Who was currently facing Blueblood with a set of his own gizmos and gadgets to counter the ironclad prince. The fourth and final member of the scum squad was an earth pony in what looked to be an orange insulated bodysuit. What was more interesting or at least more annoying about this one was he was coming straight for me.

Normally I would relish the chance to crush this superpowered trash. But unfortunately for me I had a shell-shocked mare not two-feet to my left. Chancing a glance between the two I made the only real choice. Dashing as quickly as I could, I grabbed Rarity by the shoulder and pulled her out the door she had originally came from. Once out of the room I turned to the mare and seeing that she was still unfocused I remedied the problem in the quickest way possible. I delivered a quick and firm slap to her face. The results were instantaneous, crack! My face flew to the side as the mare in question returned the gesture in kind.

"How dare you! Why in the name of all decency would you slap a lady like that?" She snapped touching a hoof to hurt pink cheek. Her eyes shifting into a harsh glare at me as if I had committed some heinous taboo act.

Turning my head back to face her angry glare I met her gaze. Without a word I grabbed her shoulder and started dragging her away from the scene.

"What do you think you're doing? Let me go at once." She demanded struggling in my grasp. I merely tightened my hold and continue down the hall.

"We don't have time for this. The mansion is under siege and we need to keep moving." i barked as we turned the corner.

"Yes we are, so why are you running and not helping to defend it?" She asked irritably stamping a hoof for emphasis.

"Because if you hadn’t noticed I had left to deal with a unresponsive civilian." I glared back at her, eliciting an embarrassed blush in return. Seeing as my charge was now complying I continued. "Now one of the attackers is right behind us. So unless you want to be caught I suggest we keep moving." I berated hearing the telltale signs of somepony approaching.

"OH MY! SWEETIE BELLE! We have to find her." Rarity gasped realizing her younger sibling was still somewhere in the building she shot off, giving me no time to react leaving me behind. Before I could follow I was met with the sound of hooves turning the corner.

"There ya are. I was beginning to think you were chickenin' out on me." The Insulated criminal chuckled taking point only a few paces away.

"Never heard of a tactical retreat I'm guessing?" I quipped rhetorically while taking my own ready Stance. Bending low, my horn flared to life, crackling with energy as I prepared for our inevitable clash.

"Ha! Maybe, if you call running with your tail between your legs tactical." My antagonist snorted. When he finished with his banter, I finally learned the arrogant worm’s power. Raising his left fore-hoof a humming sounded from his body before a wave of sound slammed into me. I reeled back across the hall, my ears ringing from the blast. As I regained my wits I noticed a slightly blurred version of my opponent casually trotting toward me.

"You like that boy, how does it feel being attacked by pure sound waves? Not too pleasant is it? Oh speaking of that, I never introduced myself did I? Please forgive my lack of manners. They call me the Shocker. Fittin’ ain't it?" He finished aiming his fore-hoof at me once more, Letting loose a second wave of sonic energy.

I managed to dodge to the right just in time, Hearing the crack as the wall behind me as it shattered from the force of the blast. Taking advantage, I let loose a short volley of energy bolts at the off-balance Shocker. To my annoyance shocker evaded my blasts and released another of his own. Kicking off of the wall I let loose a blast of arcane lightning. This not only avoided his attack, but to my great satisfaction also sent the filth sprawling, static still clinging to his form. I cautiously made my way over to his prone form, as I did so the humming he emitted blared back to life once more. This time in a wave that cracked the ground around his form in what appeared to be some sort of sound barrier. Falling back to a safe distance I watched as the earth stallion Rose back to his hooves Rage blazing in his eyes.

"Now you've gone and made me mad. Screw what the boss said I'm going to crush you into the ground Castle." He sees. Not giving him the initiative I took several chunks of broken wall in my telekinetic grip and hurled them toward the raging villain. In seconds his barrier had turned the blocks of stone into dust. I had expected as much the easiest way to defeat one's enemy is to find an opening, and that is exactly what I planned on doing.

Shocker walked slowly toward me, wanting to prolong this fight in the hopes of wearing me down. Unfortunately for him punishment never tires. As he slowly pushed me back hall after hall, I threw attack after attack, tried strategy after strategy in the hopes of beating his sound based arsenal. He merely seemed to grow more and more unstable. He was anything up for another blast and to my Misfortune I was at the end of the hall my back against a locked ornate wooden door and had nowhere to go. This is going to hurt...allot!

The blast hit me dead center my body slammed through the door behind me in a shower of my flailing form and splintered wood. I was in rather intense pain as my body came to a sliding halt against the room’s far wall. My senses were in a plethora of disarray. Though I could make out what sounded like gasps of surprise and fear, and farther away the cackling laugh of my attacker. I couldn't be sure with my mind in such turmoil. I was dizzy, my ears still ringing, but even so I still struggled to my hooves. My limbs seemed to be barely accommodating my weight as I looked about me. I took in the room the floor littered with debris, the shattered glass from the window behind me. The shocker standing head turned to the right, following his gaze my eyes came to rest on Rarity sitting on the other Side of the room holding a terror struck sweetie belle whose gaze rested not on Shocker but me. This was bad; fighting shocker on its own was a challenge. But now two civilian lives were on the line.

"Oh, how I love a captive audience, don’t you Castle?" The sound force maniac mused turning to stare at me a malicious look on his face.

"Touch a single hair on either of their heads and I'll make the last Miserable minutes of your life more painful than you could possibly imagine." I warned my horn lighting up once more.

"Heh, you actually think you can scare me? My blast must've done more brain damage than I thought." He laughed pointing a hoof in the direction of the two cowering sisters. "So here's the deal Castle, either you Surrender here and now, and let me put you out of my misery. Or I kill the two innocent damsels over there and then kill you. It's your choice Punisher." He threatened motioning at the two helpless innocents As if I didn't know who he was referring to.

I needed a plan, I was in a bad spot do I surrender and let him kill me? In the hopes it would give the avengers time to get here? Or do I let him end their lives so I could finish this bastard once and for all? Before I could make a choice however a voice spoke up.

"You won't win you jerk. Mr. Castle is stronger than you think. He doesn't even have powers, yet he beats bullies like you every day. You think you're strong or scary? No! You're just a giant creep who thinks cheating will save you from justice." Sweetie Belle preached a smile never leaving her face and a look at the defiance that never dwindled; as she stared at her would be killer. After her speech finished I was shocked, and shocker was pissed.

"Okay just for that you die first you little brat." He roared taking aim at the two mares.

"You know my sister is right. No matter what you do to us you're nothing but a barbaric, lowlife, pathetic, insane thug." Rarity stated pulling Sweetie Belle closer an angry glare aimed straight at shocker.

They were both right, punishment doesn't hesitate, punishment doesn't concede, and punishment sure as hell doesn't let innocent ponies die. As I stared at the scene it suddenly it hit me. Why would a mutant who manipulates sound need an insulated, soundproof suit. Unless-

taking several shards of glass in my magic eyeshot them toward their mark. They hit shocker dead on slashing against the sides and top of his insulated mask making several small incisions in his suit. In his rage shocker turned his attention and his attack on me.
"So you really want to be a fucking hero to the bloody end? Fine! Then die!" He roared his limb starting to hum.

"Do it!" I taunted casually flexing a hoof towards him in a gesture of contempt.
He let out an enraged snarl before letting loose his attack. In An instance, I. Ducked or more accurately collapsed to the ground, dodging his attack. On the other side of things shocker was blasted back by the recoil of his attack.

Stumbling back to a standing position I looked at his prone form. Limping over to get a better look I gazed down at my stunned foe. He merely looked at me confused stupor not able to grasp what had just happened. "What... How... Why?" He slurred almost incoherently.

"It's easy shocker, a minute ago when I shot you with the glass. I wasn't trying to hurt you, or even get your attention I was exposing your one major weakness." I explained pointing to the right side of his mask which of several rips embedded in it.

"You sly dog, I get why the boss is so interested in you." He chuckled before falling into unconsciousness.

Slapping him several times to try and rouse him, I had to be sure who he was working for. "Wake up, wake up, who the hell do you work for?" I barked. I was interrupted from my task though by something latching onto my side.

Turning I found Sweetie hugging one of my legs wearing a smile so large it looked painful. "You did it! You did it! I knew you would." The little filly rejoiced to both my amusement and annoyance. Thankfully her praise was cut short when a light blue aura engulfed her and pulled her away from me and toward her older sister.

Rarity gave me a rather grateful smile before adding her own praise. "Though sweetie is being a tad overzealous I must agree completely. You saved both me and my sister today and I can never thank you enough for that. Sweetie was right about you all along you truly do deserve the title of hero. So if you'd allow me I'd be honored to call you my friend, and for today at least, my hero." She laughed smiling side-by-side with her sister.

I was surprised, had expected thanks perhaps, but her friendship? That had caught me completely off-guard. My response was cut short by the arrival of the other heroes. Who stopped upon seeing the ruckus and passed out body of shocker on the ground, taking in the carnage they seemed to take on a mix between relief and concern.

"So, seems like there was one heckuva party in here, huh?" Carmel asked sarcastically.
"Rarity, Sweetie Belle are you two alright?" Blueblood fussed hurrying to his family's side examining them for any potential damage.

Thor merely turned his gaze to me. "We managed to defeat and apprehend chameleon and Rhino. The Hobgoblin however managed to escape but just barely." He explained, looking to the form of the unconscious shocker. "Would you mind filling us in on what happened to you?" Taking a deep breath I told the trio of what happened after I retreated from the conference room with Rarity.

"So you not only managed to outsmart him, but were gambling that it’d work?" Cap asked gesturing for me to explain.

"It was either that, or I'll three of us die. I think the outcome speaks for itself." I retorted.
"Well I for one owe you a great deal of thanks for saving my family." Blueblood beamed hugging Rarity with one armor plated hoof.

"No, you don't! I stated plainly shrugging off his gratitude nonchalantly.

"Oh, come on! You saved our lives. Don't be so grumpy. I mean you completely showed that giant mean jerk to never mess with an avenger." Sweetie cheered jumping up and down in excitement.

"Wait, how did you know we made him an Avenger?" The resident super soldier asked to all of our curiosity.

"Well duh, sis and me were listening outside the- urmf!" Sweetie was swiftly silenced by her older sibling. Turning our gaze to her, she merely shifted from hoof to hoof anxiously. Unfortunately for her the damage was done.

"Hmm, yes, well you see me and Sweetie were merely concerned that your meeting would end on less positive terms is all. I assure you neither of us meant any harm. Right Sweetie?" Rarity promised getting a nod from the still gagged filly.

"I suppose we really can't blame you, for worrying. Truth be told I didn't know what to expect either." Blueblood agreed nodding slowly. "Now that we have that settled we can secure these villains and finish up this meeting once and for all. After all I'm sure Twilight will be awaiting a letter explaining to her newest member." He continued pointedly.

“Agreed my friend, let us clean up these villains, finish this meeting, and let our new ally be on his way.” Thor nodded Wryly hefting Shocker onto his back.

Once the criminals had been collected and the letter sent I fed the Avengers farewell at least for now. As I rode in the chariot that had at my chagrin that now flew me to my next location. I was on my way to my new "temporary" abode. Twilight Sparkle’s Magical Sanctuary and the base of the Manehatten Avengers. At this rate I question if this day is ever going to end. With my luck this is only the start of a string of never ending headaches. Celestia damn it, and it's not even lunch yet.

I sat in the chariot silent as it neared its final destination. We rode through the endless maze of Skyscrapers, my body growing more and more tense as we re-entered the city, my city. There it was, the grand and glorious sanctuary of the Manehatten Avengers. I was less than impressed to be honest, it was a whole lot smaller then I had imagined and looked almost pathetic in defenses. Though I’m not much for enchantments, or arcane magic’s, so I guess I’d have to wait for the grand tour to be certain. As the chariot drew to a landing, I wasn’t surprised to see Twilight waiting looking nearly as tense as myself, not that I could blame her really. I had barely taken two steps off my ride before she was on me, wearing a huge if not nervous and quite possibly forced smile.

“Hello, I’m Twilight Sparkle and I’m very glad to meet you.” The Element of Magic blurted extending a hoof toward me, her gaze shifting between her hoof and me almost pleadingly.

Taking her hoof with my own I gave it a single solid shake before to my own distress I helped the young mare. “I’m fully aware of who you are Ms. Sparkle. I also noticed you seem a bit nervous. Well you shouldn’t be, we’re on the same team right? That means you’re the leader, so just calm down.” I started watching the mare deflate a bit and actually start to breathe a little easier.

“Sorry, it’s just well; the whole thing is a bit quick. I wasn’t really expecting you is all.” She explained in a much more casual manner.

“You’re telling me. I wasn’t expecting this whole mess any more than you.” I grunted back frowning at this morning’s already poor train of events.

“On top of that the letter Thor sent was well…a bit conflicted. It gave a description, a list of skills and such as you’d expect. When it came to background though, it got a bit dark to put it lightly. After that though he went over the events of last night and this morning repeatedly complimenting your tactical mind and refusal to let anypony get hurt. Thor even mentioned you saved Rarity and Sweetie Belle.” The mare lectured not even noticing I had spoken at all. As she spoke her mood seemed to swap from apprehension, respect, and by the end what I assume to be appreciation

“Calm down, Twilight. I understand your worry, but I can assure you my only mission is to protect the weak and defenseless of this city. I can accept if you don’t agree with my methods. I’ll even leave if you want. As long as you’re willing to tell the others, you know so they don’t think I ran for it.” I bantered in a small attempt to lighten her mood. Resting a hoof on her shoulder to try to keep her from rambling off again I continued. “I won’t say I’d blame you either, it has to be conflicting having someone with my “skill set joining your team.”

“NO! NO! You have me all wrong. I may not agree with all of your…ummm tactics, but I actually wanted to thank you for protecting my friends and helping to protect the Mansion. Besides having somepony who thinks differently allows us to see things from a whole new angle. So at least there’s that right?” She assured a small sheepish smile spreading across her face as she finished.

“So, if you want to get started we can start the tour and meet the rest of the team?” She asked waving a hoof toward Sanctum eagerly a larger excited grin replacing her shyer smile.

Nodding we turned and trotted toward the Sanctum. With any luck today won’t put any bigger strain on my nerves and I can get back to my real goal. I could finally return to Hunting down the Kingpin and clearing out Hell’s Stable once and for all.

“Sir I have Shocker’s data. The others didn’t even suspect for a second sir.” Hobgoblin sneered bowing toward his gargantuan leader.

“Excellent, give me the crystal. Then the real game can begin.” Kingpin ordered watching as his servant deposited a small flashing crystal on his desk. “Now leave me, I have plans to set in motion.” Kingpin waved toward the open balcony door.

“As you wish, I look forward to doing business again sir.” The mutated criminal mused, turning and leaving his employer to his own plotting.

“Soon, very soon Fortify Castle you will meet my forces. When you do, you will most certainly die.” The evil mastermind chuckled deeply holding the glowing recorder Crystal in his hoof. He gazed at his prize a malicious fire blazing in his normally cold calculating eyes.

Author's Note

Another one bites the dust. Fortify Castle now has to get along with a magical building filled with a team of Super heroes...he's in for a long head-ache.

First chapter of this year...i really need to pick up my pace. lol.