A Few Blocks Away… Again… The Business Deal

Standing in the middle of a giant lab, one that she rarely ever visits, Fisk had been studying the grounds for any sort of traps that may be in her way… which was common practice whenever a woman as powerful as her went anywhere. She had armed security lining all of the walls and any open doors, but this was still rarely ever enough.

She paced the room as she watched and studied the experiments in their chambers, writhing and moaning pathetically as chemical reactions exploded within their bodies, weak, spineless… at least that’s how Fisk saw them.

Fisk became impatient, she always hated waiting, and this woman had begun to get on her last nerve. After a couple of minutes Fisk was about to call her caravan of guards to leave, but almost as if on cue, the lab door opened and the person she had been waiting on finally sauntered in.

“You know I hate to be kept waiting.” Fisk says in a cold, domineering voice as she approached the woman, arms crossed, and a growl escaped her lips.

“I am very sorry.” The woman says, though her voice was more sarcastic than truthful. “But you know how it is, work never sleeps. I had to finish a bit of damage control from one of my lead scientists I had to fire today.” The woman says, rolling her eyes as she approaches one of the containment units which was currently dimmed by a black light.

“I don’t care for your excuses, Osborn.” Fisk growls as she approaches the unit as well, staring into the plexiglass. “I care about results.”

“While our last experiment may not have gone as expected, we got the desired results.” Osborn says as she flicks a couple buttons and switches on the control panel, causing all of the lights in the room to turn red, and a small alarm to go off that phases neither of the two women. “Though, with the help of my partner Doctor Octavius, I think we have made some more… controlled improvements.”

As she flicks the last switch the light inside the containment unit flickers on to reveal its occupant. As soon as it does a smirk flickers across Fisks face as she puts one hand against the glass, staring inside with a huge smirk. “She’s beautiful…” Fisk says, before finally turning her eyes back to the red head. “What do you call this one?”

Osborn smirks and chuckles softly at Fisk’s reaction. “I call her The Scorpion.” Osborn says as the two women watch what was happening inside the room. “While, with Rhino, we mainly focused on biological enhancements, it was Olivia’s idea to integrate more robotic features.”

“The kind of features our little mutual problem won’t be able to handle.” Fisk says, and Osborn nods slightly with a smile, as she continues to explain.

“Enhanced strength, speed, and stamina, much like our previous candidate, but not to as large of a scale in case she tries to rebel like Rhino did.” Osborn says with a small shrug, though Fisk grumbles something under her breath as it was obviously a much bigger deal to her. “The tail comes infused with a non-lethal injection, infused with pheromones created specifically for our little spider-friend. One injection, and that little experiment stealing bitch will be on her knees begging like a dog.” Osborn says with a cold chuckle, before flicking a couple switches again as the lights in the containment unit shuts off. “Shall we discuss payment?” Osborn says, turning to Fisk who just chuckles.

“Ten million dollars will be wired to you directly, and another ten million will be donated to help fund your company.” Fisk says with a smile as she continues to stare at her latest investment.

“As always… pleasure doing business with you, Ms. Fisk.” Osborn says, practically bowing to the woman in front of her, which causes the blonde to chuckle confidently.

“Likewise.”