Fan Fiction: Crossovers
Why Wasn't I There?
Part 8
Kingpin took a sip of scotch and pushed his finished meal away.
"Somehow I thought you'd have bigger portions Kingpin." Hissed The Shadow's voice.
Kingpin jumped a foot in the air and spun around. The Shadow was standing an inch behind his chair. Before he could move, he felt a cold blade against his throat.
"Did you really think I wouldn't find out?" whispered the Shadow, and he tossed a small slip of paper onto the dinner table. The kingpin read it.
Tular.
Transaction complete. Scavenger teams have agreed to terms. Bomb is on its way to you. Long live the Sacred Sword!
Kingpin.
"You funded them." Hissed the Shadow. "You made the deal that got them a nuclear weapon: The same nuclear weapon that would have vaporized this city less than an hour ago. What did they give you?"
"It was just business." Protested Kingpin, with great dignity.
"What did they give you?" demanded the Shadow.
"All the information on terrorist cells. Do you think I bothered to infiltrate all those organizations when I could just buy the information? The members of the Sacred Sword all belonged to a few other terror cells."
"And in return, all you had to give them was a doomsday weapon. And after the attack, when terrorist were suddenly too hot to handle, you thought that the Sacred Sword might be found. And if they were, your name may have come up. So you sent me after them, hoping that I would wipe them out. That's low, even for you Kingpin."
"I do what I have to." Answered Kingpin. "So. Are you really going to kill me now?"
The Shadow considered it. "No, because I am in a good mood. I HAVE wiped the Sacred Sword off the face of the earth. So here's the deal. I have left Tular alive. Maybe he talks, maybe he doesn't. If you go and let it slip to all the terror cells you have contact with, exactly what happened to the Sacred Sword, then I wont ventilate your face right now."
Kingpin did not have to think long. "Deal."
"Good. I'm leaving now. Remember Kingpin, if you cross me again, we may not be able to remain such good friends." The blade left Kingpin's throat. "By the way Kingpin. I got in by breaking a window, just like last time. Just to be sporting, it's a window on the ground floor."
The voice fell silent, the iron grip left his shoulder and by the time Kingpin looked, The Shadow was gone, a whispered laugh echoing behind him.
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