259. The Death of Black Canary!
Scene shift.
On the other side of New Babylon—
A scream tore through the entire corridor.
The incredible destructive force instantly shattered all the glass in Hydra's underground fortress. The ventilation ducts shook violently, and the emergency lights flickered out, leaving only the alarms buzzing.
"I must say, it's an honor to personally kill a hero from another world!"
Holding Elektra's Sai, Bullseye first sidestepped, avoiding the brunt of the sonic wave, then lunged at Black Canary. The sharp, three-pronged short Sai gleamed coldly as it aimed straight for Black Canary's throat.
"I don't even know who you are—"
Black Canary retreated, blocking Bullseye's arm holding the Sai, then kicked out, sending Bullseye back a few feet. Using the momentum, she flipped mid-air and landed gracefully on the ground, immediately hurling a throwing knife.
"And you've picked the wrong opponent, old man!"
"Really?"
Sparks flew in front of Bullseye as he swiftly deflected the knife, embedding it into the nearby wall.
"I hope you have enough skill to entertain me. If this is all you've got, I'll be terribly disappointed. And as of now, I am very disappointed."
Bullseye grinned viciously, his face twisted with malice.
Black Canary was about to retort when a chill suddenly swept over her. She barely had time to tilt her head before a sharp wind sliced across her cheek, blood splattering.
The attack came suddenly, giving Black Canary no time to hesitate or react. She hadn't yet escaped the first wave of attacks and hadn't even seen what had struck her when, in the next instant, another three-pronged trident pierced her left shoulder from the darkness.
The familiar pain coursed through her, something she hadn't felt in a long time. A shiver ran through her, snapping her back to full awareness.
From the corner of her eye, she noticed the weapon that had hurt her—it was one of the tridents Bullseye wielded. But she hadn't seen him throw it, nor had she realized he'd already made his move.
As the God of Throwing in the Marvel world, Bullseye's innate throwing ability allowed him to hit targets with impossible precision, no matter the object. Black Canary's earlier knife-throw was child's play compared to this.
"What's wrong, lady? Scared?"
Bullseye sneered, pulling out a dagger from behind him, a weapon from the Alpha Squad.
"How do the super-criminals from your world operate? Do you all play games? Or is it that you don't even qualify as a real superhero?"
"I've faced many vicious enemies, but I have to admit, none of them have made me feel as disgusted as you."
Black Canary pulled out the trident, which hadn't gone too deep, not enough to seriously injure her. She stood up slowly, staring coldly at Bullseye.
"What disgusts me even more is this world, that it's fallen into the hands of scum like you!"
Black Canary unleashed her extraordinary close combat skills, moving as gracefully as a leopard. Even at the risk of being hit by Bullseye's dagger, she charged at him.
"You can't kill her."
Black Canary gripped the mechanical thumb around her neck, loosening its hold just enough. Then, she jabbed her fingers into Bullseye's throat.
"And also—"
The blow to his throat made Bullseye instinctively release her, clutching his neck. Black Canary, of course, wasn't about to miss this golden opportunity.
"Ashley's not annoying at all—AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"
A terrifying sonic wave blasted through the corridor, hitting Bullseye squarely.
The immense force sent Bullseye flying. This soundwave attack was far stronger than any she'd used before, flinging Bullseye like a broken kite, crashing through the walls at lightning speed as if he were a discarded plastic bag.
The soundwave whipped up a fierce wind, shaking the corridor, as Bullseye smashed into the room beyond, causing a loud crash.
Panting heavily, Black Canary finally began to relax after unleashing her full-strength attack.
"You did it!" Ashley smiled, though Bullseye's specialized insecticide still left her unable to move.
"Yeah... we did it."
Black Canary took deep breaths, a faint smile tugging at her lips.
"Come help me up, damn it. That old lunatic's poison is no joke. I'm sweating all over," Ashley grumbled.
"I should've spotted him sooner. If he hadn't ambushed me, I would've torn off that mechanical arm of his and given it to you as a toy. Assuming you like collecting things."
As she spoke, Ashley suddenly noticed that Black Canary wasn't moving, not even reacting to her words.
"...Hey... hey, what's wrong?"
With great difficulty, Ashley raised her head, her eyes widening as she glanced over at Black Canary's position.
She saw Black Canary leaning against the wall, a golden trident embedded in her abdomen. Ashley recognized it—it was the sacred Neptune's Trident, the weapon of Namor the Sub-Mariner!
"Black Canary, don't scare me!"
The wind howled, leaving behind only dead silence. The only sound left in the corridor was Ashley's labored breathing, the rapid pounding of her own heartbeat echoing in her ears. Suddenly, a noise came from the shattered wall. In the darkness, a figure slowly crawled up.
"...She didn't scare you, and..."
Bullseye grinned through gritted teeth.
"...She'll never answer you again!"
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