Post by Frank Castle on Jun 18, 2014 17:51:58 GMT -5
Punisher War Journal 5854
After tracking the drug Voodoo to New Orleans, I found myself in the middle of something more than just a new poisonous drug on the streets. Voodoo was actually a super serum or biological weapon being tested on innocent people, well I use the term innocent loosely with those that buy the drug.. but the innocents are those families and loved ones hurt by it. Interesting enough I ran into one of the most notorious assassins in the world, somehow I seem to be always lucky enough to run into her these days instead of other annoying freelancers like.. well anyone else besides her. Elektra gave me a name to look into for possible information or help with cutting off one of the heads of this serpent. I don't work well with others especially soft handers like SHEILD. Everyone knows this. They don't have what it takes to make decisions for the greater good. Like a bullet in the head.
However, things have changed since I saved Sasha from those mutant murdering bastards. She reminds me a lot of my daughter, maybe thats why I allowed her to stay, and the mutant school was totally destroyed, leaving doubts that her safety would be any better with those weirdos. I guess in a way she saved me. Been on a near suicidal runs, allowing myself to get into really rough situations. Now I am more calculating, cause if I am not there to protect her.. no one else will.
Ugh.. losing track again.. Sasha ported us back to our main hideout. Back in New York where the trail started.. time for me to visit some friends on the streets to collect new traces with the new information i gathered from New Orleans and Elektra. She insisted on tagging along. Ok.. so it was really Sasha begging and throwing a fit about someone looking after me cause i get into trouble too much. same difference. We tailed an informat, Johnny B Bulter, by jumping rooftop to rooftop to the Johnny boy's white powder clinic. I was very excited about this visit.. I love making it snow in the summer.
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Frank stood on the roof top with his foot on the edge of the ledge staring intently on the situation below. There were four armed men at the entrance, four on the roof and two at the side down. Watching patrols pass by the windows, Frank counted about 6 more inside. He looked over at Elektra, the wind blowing her long dark hair as she too watched. {she probably counted more than me} He thought as he watched her while screwing on his silencers to his pistols.
"We just need Johnny Boy breathing.. even if its barely." Frank reholstered his guns then pulled out his two automatics making sure they were in working condition and fully packed with ammo.
"Thinking I will give you support from here, while you go do your magic on the guys on the rooftop over there. I will take out the two in the back when you hit the first two." Frank quickly assessing the situation with both their strengths. "From there we have access from the roof where we can easily start picking off patrols one by one without raising alarms."
"Johnny Boy is the local Skull gang's runner and collector. Which means he would know of all the places Voodoo is being distributed. Lucky for us.. he led us to a nice Cocaine shop. Been looking for this place for a while, you been my lucky charm so far." Frank smirked finishing his sentence then pulled up his silenced rifle to line up his shots on the two guys on the roof. "Ready?"
After tracking the drug Voodoo to New Orleans, I found myself in the middle of something more than just a new poisonous drug on the streets. Voodoo was actually a super serum or biological weapon being tested on innocent people, well I use the term innocent loosely with those that buy the drug.. but the innocents are those families and loved ones hurt by it. Interesting enough I ran into one of the most notorious assassins in the world, somehow I seem to be always lucky enough to run into her these days instead of other annoying freelancers like.. well anyone else besides her. Elektra gave me a name to look into for possible information or help with cutting off one of the heads of this serpent. I don't work well with others especially soft handers like SHEILD. Everyone knows this. They don't have what it takes to make decisions for the greater good. Like a bullet in the head.
However, things have changed since I saved Sasha from those mutant murdering bastards. She reminds me a lot of my daughter, maybe thats why I allowed her to stay, and the mutant school was totally destroyed, leaving doubts that her safety would be any better with those weirdos. I guess in a way she saved me. Been on a near suicidal runs, allowing myself to get into really rough situations. Now I am more calculating, cause if I am not there to protect her.. no one else will.
Ugh.. losing track again.. Sasha ported us back to our main hideout. Back in New York where the trail started.. time for me to visit some friends on the streets to collect new traces with the new information i gathered from New Orleans and Elektra. She insisted on tagging along. Ok.. so it was really Sasha begging and throwing a fit about someone looking after me cause i get into trouble too much. same difference. We tailed an informat, Johnny B Bulter, by jumping rooftop to rooftop to the Johnny boy's white powder clinic. I was very excited about this visit.. I love making it snow in the summer.
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Frank stood on the roof top with his foot on the edge of the ledge staring intently on the situation below. There were four armed men at the entrance, four on the roof and two at the side down. Watching patrols pass by the windows, Frank counted about 6 more inside. He looked over at Elektra, the wind blowing her long dark hair as she too watched. {she probably counted more than me} He thought as he watched her while screwing on his silencers to his pistols.
"We just need Johnny Boy breathing.. even if its barely." Frank reholstered his guns then pulled out his two automatics making sure they were in working condition and fully packed with ammo.
"Thinking I will give you support from here, while you go do your magic on the guys on the rooftop over there. I will take out the two in the back when you hit the first two." Frank quickly assessing the situation with both their strengths. "From there we have access from the roof where we can easily start picking off patrols one by one without raising alarms."
"Johnny Boy is the local Skull gang's runner and collector. Which means he would know of all the places Voodoo is being distributed. Lucky for us.. he led us to a nice Cocaine shop. Been looking for this place for a while, you been my lucky charm so far." Frank smirked finishing his sentence then pulled up his silenced rifle to line up his shots on the two guys on the roof. "Ready?"
