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Witch of the Wild Captain
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 Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 1:14 pm
My disposition is in a position for all to see, regretless for how it feels...
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Tamera Black aka Death Touch
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Everything that they say about me.
And everything that they make me need,
are nothing when they're taking everything away from me.
Everyone trying to make it harder
and everyone saying I would never be.
You're nothing but a name on the bullet that I aim...
I got a bullet with a name on it,
Bullet with a name... ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††
Because the cause for all, the pause you think you see is really concentration on the steel.
Her heart thumped in her chest every time, she had done this before, but still it was beating out of her Kevlar vest. Her thick combat boot made not a sound as they hit the carpeted floor of the tiny warehouse. They supplied things for the casino, sitting around one of the boxes, were six Russians with cards in their hands. Her multi-colored hair was pulled back into a tight bun. Her blue painted nails on either hand were wrapped around her barettas. Her light brown eyes focused from above them, she carefully cocked the gun in her right hand, and aimed at the first one carefully.
All the tension loaded up in her body exploded out through that one bullet that found it's mark nestled into the heart of one of the Russian Thugs. They all jumped up at that and she immediately rolled hell broke loose around her and she unloaded her guns into them. She felt stings and thunks around her but she ignored them until everything fell silent. She was alive and they were dead. She looked down, all the bullets that hit her were in the vest, except one...one hit her in the arm, her blood dripped to the floor. From black utility belt around her waist she pulled out a small spray bottle of ammonia and sprayed it on her blood, carefully checking around for anywhere else her blood dripped, she sprayed it all with ammonia rendering the blood unidentifiable even by the best technology.
She quickly darted out before the police showed up, her base of operations was the basement of an abandoned house in her old neighborhood. She replaced the door to the basement with a heavy metal door that was made for security. She bricked off the outside entrance to the basement. She knew a thing or two about field dressing a wound, the bullet passed cleanly through luckily, but she would have to stop the bleeding. She remembered her father telling her how he cauterized wounds in the field.
She sighed it was going to blow...royally...
First, Tammy, I cut the bullet...then I had to pour the gun powder into the wounded...let me tell you that royally sucked...
He was right...
Then...Are you sure you want to hear this sweetie?...Okay...I lit it on fire and if you thought the gun powder hurt...whew were you in for a wake up call...you better bite down on a rag...
Tamera nearly screamed, but she held it in...she heard her father's voice in her head once more, You forgot the rag baby doll...good thing you were never much of a screamer when you got hurt...you'd have the whole neighbor here in a heartbeat...
Tears welled in her eyes once she stopped her hands from shaking, she bandaged the the wound, panting still from the pain.
"It could have been worse, Tammy..." she reminded herself taking a swig of the scotch she kept by the caught she called her bed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 3:56 pm
James was watching the new when her heard the breaking news about the latest Punisher killings in Vegas. He didn't believe it he went straight to his computer and looked at pictures of his past work and this. In the past pictures the killings looked military, two the chest one the head.
"This is to Sloppy, these killings were not his. I have to get over there to find out what is really going on."
James went to his car and started loading it up with everything he would need. He made sure he had plenty of ammo and his guns were all ready. He suited up into his uniform and strapped on his combat boots. He got into his black 69' mustang fastback and head of to Vegas. Luckily him and his father have the armor under the Stark Casino in Vegas so if he had to he could get some extra support if he needed it.
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Witch of the Wild Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:20 pm
 Скажите мне, что я не приспосабливаю, Социопат - я горжусь этим
Tell me that I don´t fit, Sociopath - I´m proud of it
 To say Kyle was annoyed would have been stretching it. It was a minor annoyance for them to be dead. Easily replaceable, but the fact was, this Punisher guy was targeting his people. Kyle looked down over one of his nine casino's from his office. Kyle was untouchable, his casino's brought in most of the income for the state. Nine casinos and he had just gotten to America a year ago. Kyle was a special one.
He had his phone to his ear and the voice in the other end spoke, "Mr. Novikov, I can promise you the job was not done by The Punisher...it was very unprofessional, sloppy bullets everywhere, and a small bit of blue nail polish was found, so either a sly man, or a woman..."
Kyle was silent for a moment, "I want you to find that, Сука, and bring her to me, I make her regret ******** with the Russian Butcher,"
He hung up the phone and smiled wanly, "Stupid ******** C***t, We'll find you."  Kill
Sociopath in your eyes
Cuz it´s your world that I despise
It´s you there´s something wrong with - not me
Diagnose me - analyze me
Don´t you try to tranquilize me
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:30 pm
My disposition is in a position for all to see, regretless for how it feels...
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Tamera Black aka Death Touch
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Everything that they say about me.
And everything that they make me need,
are nothing when they're taking everything away from me.
Everyone trying to make it harder
and everyone saying I would never be.
You're nothing but a name on the bullet that I aim...
I got a bullet with a name on it,
Bullet with a name... ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††
Because the cause for all, the pause you think you see is really concentration on the steel.
Tamera strolled into a bar flashing her fake ID, the solemn look plastered on her face as normal. She was greeted with her drink already on the bar, her hands wrapped around immediately. She was sure they knew she was under age, but the bartender was an older man always inquiring on her well being. She had a sneaking suspicion that he knew her father.
She greeted the man, taking with him briefly before taking a seat at the end of the bar.
That stuff's bad for you Tammy she heard her father's voice again.
She examined her nail polish, chipped now, ignoring her psychotic mental illusions of her dead father's voice.
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Witch of the Wild Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:09 pm
James had finally made the long drive to Vegas. He drove down the strip, the neon lights reflecting off the windows and chrome off his car. People turned and stared seeing such a classic car drive by. He pulled up behind a bar and got out looking the car behind him. The car was practically unsteal-able do to all the stuff that he had put into it. He pulled out his trench coat and put it on, sticking up the collar has he walked into the bar.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:20 pm
My disposition is in a position for all to see, regretless for how it feels...
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Tamera Black aka Death Touch
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Everything that they say about me.
And everything that they make me need,
are nothing when they're taking everything away from me.
Everyone trying to make it harder
and everyone saying I would never be.
You're nothing but a name on the bullet that I aim...
I got a bullet with a name on it,
Bullet with a name... ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††
Because the cause for all, the pause you think you see is really concentration on the steel.
By this time the young half Mexican girl was pretty drunk. Her multi colored hair cascaded down her shoulders. She was currently dancing as were a few other drunk 40 year old women. She was attempting to teach one of them to dance.
"No, no smaller steps" she laughed she wasn't nearly as drunk as she acted, she was just relaxed. She still however, had her weapons on her still covered by a bulky black wool jacket that tied at the waist and fell to her knees. She didn't take note of the new guy walking in as she sauntered jovially to the bar for another drink.
She idly tapped her pale blue nails on the bar as the bartender Barney started fixing her drink. She had no doubt he watered them down as the night got further along.
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Witch of the Wild Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:25 pm
James walked up both of his pistols clearly visible in their holsters under his trench coat. He walked up to the bartender and reached into his coat. The bartender could have just pissed himself seeing the tall muscular man maybe reaching for a gun. But he pulled out his S.H.E.I.L.D. badge and flashed it to him.
"What can you tell me about the murders that have been happening lately around here."
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:37 pm
My disposition is in a position for all to see, regretless for how it feels...
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Tamera Black aka Death Touch
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Everything that they say about me.
And everything that they make me need,
are nothing when they're taking everything away from me.
Everyone trying to make it harder
and everyone saying I would never be.
You're nothing but a name on the bullet that I aim... I got a bullet with a name on it,
Bullet with a name... †††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† Because the cause for all, the pause you think you see is really concentration on the steel.Barney looked at him, "I serve drinks, mister, I am sixty years old..."
Tamera sobered up rather quickly, her eyes narrowing but she addressed Barney, "Is everything okay?" She moved a bit closer a bit protective over the old man.
Barney waved her off not wanting her to get involved since she really wasn't supposed to be here. ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††
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Witch of the Wild Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:48 pm
"Sir, I know that you have been an informant for us in the past. Tell me what you know and I will be on my way. I know the Punisher did them, I'm just trying to find him, maybe even knock off a few gangster myself."
James glanced over at the young girl, that had spoken up, with a just a slight look he could tell she was packing some iron on her, maybe a pistol or two.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 9:07 pm
My disposition is in a position for all to see, regretless for how it feels...
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Tamera Black aka Death Touch
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Everything that they say about me.
And everything that they make me need,
are nothing when they're taking everything away from me.
Everyone trying to make it harder
and everyone saying I would never be.
You're nothing but a name on the bullet that I aim... I got a bullet with a name on it,
Bullet with a name... †††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† Because the cause for all, the pause you think you see is really concentration on the steel.Tamera crossed her arms her eyes moving from the man to Barney.
"Tammy hun, do me a favor and go back and get me a case of Jim beam, I'm out,"
"But Barney..." she protested whining just a bit her youth showing through.
"Tammy, I'm to old to lift it myself..." his voice was sharp and unyielding finally she complied after a good five seconds of glaring at the Fed.
She didn't go all the way back from the back but watched the two through a mirror angled just right. In case she had need to break up their little meeting.
"Look, I only know what the news said, it started about two years ago okay...small at first, one or two mob...then...well the most at once was 10 thugs...all the DNA found was unusable...you could have figured that out yourself reading news reports...Honestly, don't look like the work of a professional to me...I knew a Marine Special ops guy that died and...Well actually his..."
That was enough for her, she pulled the fire alarm and booked it out the back door.
Barney stopped talking at the sprinklers went off around them and he cursed, "Excuse me I gotta..." he muttered moving to the back to check for fires. ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††
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Witch of the Wild Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 9:52 pm
"Sir there is no fire, trust me."
James walked out the door, he knew the old man was hiding something, he used to be a informant for shield, but he is not talking now. James headed around back to the ally way knowing where the girl was running to, he could hear the sounds of her foot beats as they ran across the ground.
"You shouldn't run from me, I'm only here to help."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 8:24 am
My disposition is in a position for all to see, regretless for how it feels...
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Tamera Black aka Death Touch
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Everything that they say about me.
And everything that they make me need,
are nothing when they're taking everything away from me.
Everyone trying to make it harder
and everyone saying I would never be.
You're nothing but a name on the bullet that I aim... I got a bullet with a name on it,
Bullet with a name... †††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††† Because the cause for all, the pause you think you see is really concentration on the steel.Tammy didn't stop, as the words echoed in her head triggering a flashback in her mind.
I'm only here to help...
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'Ms. Black?' the social worker said calmly but she could see the fear on her face, 'Please put down the weapon, I'm only here to help,'
She was sixteen, and the gun in her hand was held steady as her father had taught her, 'Don't touch dad's things, he's going to get mad when he comes home and finds them gone'
'Ms. Black...Your father is dead I'm sure he won't mind'
'NO! he said he was going to the store he'll be back!!!'
'Ms. Black, please I know this is hard for you to accept, we've picked out a nice family for you...it's only two years then your free to do as you wish'
She cocked the gun...boy did she wish she hadn't have cocked the gun. From all angles she was tackled by police, tasered and brought to the ground and roughly handcuffed.
'You Son of a Bitches! Don't touch his things!!!'
She was dragged out of the house kicking and screaming, then she was unconscious...when she woke up everything was white...
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Tamera rounded the corner, looking back she lost sight of the man, but she knew he wasn't far behind, he was fast. She'd call her computer tech friend Violet and as her for a good hiding spot, but she didn't think she had time. It was amusing when she called the girl, 'Link I need an exit' Matrix references ran ramped when the two talked, even seriously. The girl was a mutant that could communicate with computers, like a telepath to a brain. Other wise...she was blind as a bat.
Tamera ducked into a dark alley and ducked behind a dumpster, little did she realize, the alleyway was a dead end...She should have called Violet. ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††
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Witch of the Wild Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 10:32 am
"Miss I am not here after you. I am only looking for the Punisher. I am a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent and I need to find him as soon as possible."
He followed he around the corner and into the dead end ally. He grabbed the end of the dumpster and slid it out of the way with ease.
"No more running."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 12:09 pm
 A throwing star whizzed through the air, announcing Echo's arrival. He landed behind James, attempting to hit him across the head with his elbow as he landed.
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Witch of the Wild Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 2:25 pm
My disposition is in a position for all to see, regretless for how it feels...
╔═════════════╗
Tamera Black aka Death Touch
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Everything that they say about me.
And everything that they make me need,
are nothing when they're taking everything away from me.
Everyone trying to make it harder
and everyone saying I would never be.
You're nothing but a name on the bullet that I aim...
I got a bullet with a name on it,
Bullet with a name... ††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††††
Because the cause for all, the pause you think you see is really concentration on the steel.
Tamera was utterly shocked when he moved the dumpster with ease...Shocked he'd caught up that faster...She narrowed her eyes. She hadn't a clue who he was looking for now, but she had a feelings her paranoia had gotten her in trouble.
Then the other man showed up...her day was just getting stranger, she had her guns out in a flash when the other one showed up backing up from both men. She had one Baretta on the Fed, and the other on the guy with the ninja stars. Her semi-automatic pistols, were cocked and ready, filled with .40 s &w caliber rounds 12 a piece...She was sure one of her twelve bullets would hit them.
"I'm going to suggest that neither of you come near me, I will empty the clip into you both"
Her dark eyes were narrowed and her hands were steady both guns aimed at the heart.
Remember, Tammy, squeeze the trigger, don't pull...if you shoot a Fed your in for a world of trouble she heard her dead father's voice in her head once more. Shouldn't have allowed yourself to be backed into a corner, Tam, now looked for a way out...there's a fire escape...can you make it with that arm? He moved the dumpster in the perfect spot
Her eyes slid to the dumpster and she quickly coiled her muscles and leaped up onto it, landing with a loud thud keep her guns pointed at both of them. She didn't know if the wound on her arm would impede her climbing away. Her arm hurt just holding the guns up, making just the injured arm shake ever so slightly even though her thick jacket covered up the wound.
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