MARVEL GENESIS: Moon Knight. Waxing Moon. Part #2.

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INSIDE THE OWLSLEY BUILDING. HOME TO CRIME BOSS 'THE OWL'.

Moon Knight gazed around the room, staring at the group of maybe 20 suited men, all clutching machine guns. And he knew they would pull the trigger. Moon Knight bent his legs and leaped into the air quickly, launching 6 crescent darts from the palms of his hands, each making direct contact with the throat of one of the men. The sound of the gunpowder igniting and the bullet firing from the chamber, creating the all to familiar sound of a gunshot burst through Moon Knight's ears. He cringed beneath his mask and landed behind the check in counter of the lobby. Gun shots sprayed across the wall over him and into the desk, turning slightly he gazed at the inside of the desks. Sitting there, were two handguns. Two glock 19's, a semi-compact model. He reached in and curled his gloved fingers around the handles. Extended mags allowing the guns to each have 22 bullets. The bullets continued to rain down on him like hail. Images of the war sprinting through his mind, he leaped once again into the air, but to the side of the desk, pulling each of the triggers multiple times and ducking behind a pillar, he heard the 'sploosh' of the shots he fired, entering into the men's body. That, and the sound of bullets hitting the stone pillar, chipping away at it, and fast. He knew what he had to do, and judging by the time and range of the gunshots, there were only 8 of them left. Soon, there would be more.

Twisting out from behind the pillar he pulled the triggers again and jumped, sliding across the bullet riddled desk, continuing to fire, while still getting shot at, though they had bad aim, they were missing. His bullets slid into multiple men, the gun shots stopped and Moon Knight hopped off the counter, still 5 bullets in each gun. One man was left, he rushed, trying to re-load the gun. Moon Knight tucked the guns onto his belt before grabbing the man by the side of his head, twisting his hands until a large snap echoed through the lobby. Sirens ran through Moon Knight's ears and he turned, sprinting for the staircase he began to make his way up. the police were onto him and he knew it, but he had to stop this. And he had to stop this tonight. Moon Knight made his way to the top of the staircase and opened the door, leading to the hallway. At the end was the penthouse, where Owlsley was. Two guards stood by the door, drawing their handguns. Before they could flick off the safety, Moon Knight had already readied his pistols and fired two shots. One from each. Each landing right between the guards eyes. Moon Knight approached the door and kicked it open. the only thing he saw was a staircase, the door opened. Above the frame read one word...'roof'....

"DAMMIT!" Moon Knight screamed. Sprinting up the staircase. As he reached the roof. He saw two men, helping 'The Owl' onto the helicopter. Moon Knight lifted the guns and planted one bullet i each of their necks. Owl screamed. One of those men were to be his pilot.

"NO! I SWEAR! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! DON'T KILL ME!" Owl screamed at the top of his lungs. Rumors said this man could fly, but not if Moon Knight were to clip his wings. Moon Knight approached the helicopter and grabbed The Owl by the collar, throwing him out of the helicopter and to the edge of the roof. He looked to the guns as he approached Owl, no bullets left. Though Owl didn't know that. Moon Knight dropped one of the guns on the asphalt roof and kneeled down beside Owl putting the gun to his temple and grabbing his collar with his other hand, Moon Knight screamed.

"you're working for someone!! Who is it!?" Owl let out a scream before attempting to scratch at Moon Knight's face. Moon Knight was irritated. He lifted up the hilt of the gun and brought it down on Owl's shin. surely snapping it in half. Owl howled in pain before speaking through breaths.

"fine....Fine....He calls himself...The Bushman...A real heavy hitter! The jagged silver teeth! He talked me into it! I didn't want to!" Moon Knight's eyes widened behind his mask, before bashing the hilt into Owl's forehead. Knocking him unconscious. Moon Knight stood, thinking of one he picked out all of 'the bushman's' teeth with a dull swiss army knife. Suddenly, the door tot eh staircase swing open. In walked a swat group. All holding large, well, machine guns. They screamed to get on the ground. Moon Knight said nothing. Nothing until two small crescent darts fired from his hands at enhanced speeds. The pierced the kevlar vest two of the Swat members were wearing and sunk deep into their chest, making contact with the their hearts. Once again, the sound of gun fire erupted. Moon Knight stood in shock while the first metal object shot straight through his knife resistant armor and worked it's way through his skin. His eyes widened while about 6 more slid through into his body. Before any more bullets could come in contact with him he slipped off the building, backwards. He clutched his hands around the edges of his cape like hood and glided, blood streaming from his wounds. The Swat team ran to the edge of the roof and shot after him, one bullet making contact with the edge of the cape, he turned and lost control of his gliding, he was overcome with pain. The darkness of the night slowly slipped through his eyes, as he hit the pavement in a dark alley, his eyes only part way open. Blood drenched the ground where he rested his hands. His blood. The darkness overtook him and he fell unconscious.

"What have we got here!?" Screamed a voice from the edge of the alley. Moon Knight's eyes fluttered open, he still lay in a puddle of his own blood, a man stood over him. the man's eyes were wide open, a long thin mustache covering his face, mathcing his jet black hair. Sirens neared as the mustached man picked up Moon Knight, and scurried into the shadows of the night. In all of the commotion. the darkness, the man began to speak, though hard to hear. Moon Knight was drifting off again, the only thing he could notice was the slightly french accent in the ma's voice. this man was nice, this man was friendly......Moon Knight, no...Marc....would call him Frenchie...

TO BE CONTINUED......

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#2  Edited By AgeofHurricane

Brilliant.

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@DamianWayne: Did this all a$$ backwards. Read 3 first now this. This is really good