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I'd be lying if I said I had any idea where I should look for Punisher. I took off in the direction I just kind of figured he'd go in, and now I'm flying blind. Why can't my Spider-Sense track someone? Or why couldn't I have gotten like, super smell in this whole arrangement. Actually, scratch that. I live in New York. I ride the subway a lot. Super smell would definitely, totally be absolute torture every minute of every day.

[color=ec008c][b]"Pete,"[/b][/color] I curse myself as I sprint and spring from roof to roof, [color=ec008c][b]"I think I got here too late. I think I may have lost-"[/b][/color]

[i][b]*BANG!*[/b][/i]

A gunshot roars a few blocks from here, and I take off after it. It might not be Punisher, but at the very least it should give me someone to hand over to the police. I swing over that way, only to find the man I'm looking for. Frank Castle turns away from a man he just murdered and begins to head away from his newest crime scene. I swing over him, snatching the gun out of his hand with a webline as I do.

I land on a fire escape, moonlight filtering into the alley behind me. Frank looks up at me, and a slight snarl crosses his face.

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[color=black][b]"I'm giving you one chance to walk away. I don't like hurting girls. But if it comes down to it, I [i]won't[/i] hesitate to break you,"[/b][/color] I say, readying myself to avoid any webs she slings my way. Her style was to quickly ensnare and incapacitate her opponents, and leave them there for the police to find. I wasn't going to be the next 'criminal' she captures, and if I was, I'd be damned if I went down without a fight...
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[color=ec008c][b]"Oh spare me your warning, Captain Toxic Masculinity,"[/b][/color] I roll my eyes under my mask as I drop the clip out of his pistol and toss it up to the roof above the alley. He doesn't move. He doesn't react to anything I do. Just stands there, studying me. Remember Gwen, he's the Terminator. There is no emotion. No fear. Just working out how he can get to his next objective. [color=ec008c][b]"Frank Castle. Punisher. This ends. Now."[/b][/color]

Again, no movement from the mass murderer.

[color=ec008c][b]"You shot cops tonight, Frank,"[/b][/color] I clench my fist as the two of us glare at one another. [color=ec008c][b]"Now, I hold some obnoxiously liberal views of the police force as much as any other 'millennial snowflake', but attempted murder is beyond the pale. Whatever it is that started this, whoever you were when you started this, but I have to assume gunning down cops wasn't a part of the plan. Innocent people are going to die before this is all over, Frank. Hell they may have tonight."[/b][/color]

[color=ec008c][b]"Turn yourself in,"[/b][/color] I growl. [color=ec008c][b]"Or I'm putting you down."[/b][/color]