[center][b][color=fff200][sup][h1]T H E  I R O N  F I S T[/h1][/sup][/color][/b]

[b][color=fff200][sup]Issue #11: [i]Towerfall Part 2: The Constrictor[/i][/sup][/color][/b][/center]
[COLOR=fff200][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]Staten Island, New York City[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=darkgray]December 31[sup]st[/sup], 2018  |  7:00pm |  Outside of Rand Tower[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]

Daniel Rand stood outside of the tower that had his family's namesake, looking up in admiration at the legacy his father had left him. Everything that he had at his disposal... he was dedicated to giving it to those in need. But his mind wandered to the events that had transpired only days before, on Christmas night. His own brother...

He shook his head, placing one foot in front of the other to head in to the building. Rand-Meachem Inc. was holding a small party for the higher-ups in the company on New Years Eve. A tradition that Danny's father had started decades ago. Danny couldn't possibly miss out on this sort of party. So he waved his way past security and to the elevators, making his way up to the elevators to get to one of the upper-floor conference rooms.

Daniel entered into the elevator and leaned against the back wall, tapping his foot as he was nervous to head up there. He never really fit in with the business types. He was raised to be a warrior, not a monkey in the suit he was currently wearing. So he closed his eyes to begin calming himself down.

His eyes jolted open as he heard a quiet thud right in front of him. As he opened his eyes, he noticed a man in a skintight set of armor slamming his fist into the elevator panel. The elevator screeched to a stop as the emergency brakes engaged. The assassin quickly flicked his wrist, revealing two thin whips of sorts that were hidden within the wrists of the armor.

Danny moved in to strike the opponent in the gut, only to see the assassin sidestep and flick one of the whips around that wrist. A second punch was thrown, and the second fist was caught up in the whip. The assassin kicked out Danny's right knee, forcing the millionaire to the ground and letting the assassin wrap the wrists up towards Daniel Rand's neck. It was almost too easy.

As Danny began choking for air, he managed to squeeze out one quick question. [color=fff200]"Who... are... you?"[/color]

The assassin smiled, believing he had his target exactly where he wanted. [color=darkgray]"The Constrictor. I believe you're the one who locked up my brother."[/color]

Danny grunted in acknowledgement, remembering his fight with "Backlash" about a week prior. If he didn't act fast, he would be dead in only a few seconds. So Danny dropped his left leg and threw his weight to the side, forcing the Constrictor to lose his balance and fall as well. A swift kick to the Constrictor's left wrist short-circuited the device, releasing the grip of one of the whips.

Danny quickly untangled his throat enough that he could breath, before delivering another quick kick to the Constrictor's face, knocking him unconscious. Danny took a moment to breath before finishing untangling himself from the Constrictor's whips and standing up. Now, lying in the elevator was a ridiculously dressed assassin and the broken remnants of Danny's phone, which must have been destroyed in the scuffle. He shook his head and started the elevator again.