Haven City

Arthur smiled and took his plate. "Thank you."

"Well then what good are you" Doug sighed

(why is she in a cell?)

(She isn't technically part of the Guardians yet and she did sneak onto a military aircraft)

Teagan rolled her eyes. "Yeah cause you're so useful yourself."

"I'm very useful" Peter said "but nobody ever listens to me."

"Yeah, I'm sure. How exactly have you been useful so far? And if you think turning a couple guns on the HYDRA guys back there is a big deal, you're wrong."

"I got them to let us go on that mission" Peter said "and I'm going to get us out of here."

Arthur ate with Jill.

Erica watched the fight sighing.

"Sure, whatever you say." Teagan said sitting back.

Chris looked at Erica. "Let's gear up then."

Erica nodded and went off to gear up.

Chris went with her.

Natalia was in the armory gearing up.

F-22 Raptor fighter jets on the flight deck and A-20 Thunderbolt II close air support jets were taking off heading towards the battle on the coast line on the southern shores of France.

Erica suited up.

Chris pulled his mask on and looked at Erica. "Let's go."

Erica nodded and followed him outside.

Chris headed up to the flight deck.

Erica went after him.

Chris got onto the Guardians' VTOL to head to the battle.

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"So what we got some nutjob trying to think he take over Haven?"

"Anyone even know what the guy looks like?"

"Heard he looks like a demon, red skin, tail."

"Oh great he's one of those nutjobs."

All of the mob bosses in Haven were meeting at the news of Damien Shaw and this new drug "Glow" making it's way onto the streets.

"I propose a bounty for the bastards' head. He's slowed my business down by 20% already and rising, and I want his head on a platter.", one large boss said.

"Well here's your chance to serve it.", Damien said, leaning against a wall with a lit cigar in his mouth, wearing his human appearance.

"How the fuck did you get in here?" Another boss said standing up.

A couple of his men pulled their guns on Damien.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I wouldn't do that if I were you.", Damien smiled shaking his finger at them as armed men walked out of the shadows and around the corner, guns aimed at their heads.

"See, when you're growing a monopoly on the drug market, eager and new clients happily process useful information which I gladly take advantage of; Such as certain locations. Not only your little get together right here, but also several underground labs that are soon to be in my possession... I have a proposal, however, which I'm sure you'd all like."

"Fuck you." A boss growled.

One however leaned back. "I want to hear his proposition."

"Smart man.", Damien said before beginning a stroll around the table. "You see, it would be difficult to run majority of the market by myself, so therefor I have a suggestion to those who still fancy their business to remain strong...". He pauses and stops walking, standing at the end of the table. "Work for me, under my name, and supervice the sectors I hand out to you, and nothing will happen to your income. Oh, well, nothing horrible will happen to it, anyway."

The boss who agreed looked around then at Damien. "That sounds like the best option I have, so I'm in."

"Fuck that, no one gets my money."

"Well, I'm afraid everyone else here who cooperates will. You see, if your market disappears, then it means we own it.", Damien said.

"And how you gonna make my market disappear? You got some thugs with you? So do I." The boss said pulling his gun. "And I've got a hand cannon ready to go."

"Oh, well, I guess that means I lose. Go right ahead and shoot me.", Damien smiled.