Meeting Elektra

Elektra scanned the docks, looking for anything that might indicate a warehouse owned by Wilson Fisk. She'd been hitting all kinds of Kingpin-owned establishments -- construction sites, nightclubs, bars, warehouses -- to gather information to get to either Fisk or his wife (and her lover), Vanessa, who Fisk was keeping under lockdown. The Kingpin's estate was a fortress, and Elektra knew that going in blind would be suicide. So in the meantime, she decided to hit him where she could, and hopefully she'd be able to find a weakness she could exploit. She'd been getting closer, but wasn't quite ready to infiltrate Fisk's estate yet.

Eventually, she spotted some unusually well armed guards patrolling a large warehouse -- somebody had clearly hired a private security firm to guard the place. Whoever owned it did not want anybody getting in. After determining that her best point of entry was likely from the rooftop, she leapt down from her vantage point and quietly made her way to the top of the warehouse.

As soon as she made it to the roof of her destination, she sensed a knife sailing through the air towards her head. Reacting quickly, she grabbed her sai and used it to knock the knife away.

"Nicely done, Elektra. But I didn't intend to kill you with that," A familiar voice said through a speaker. "Nah, I thought it'd be more fun to toy with you first."

Bullseye... damn it, this was a trap, Elektra thought to herself. I should've known better...

"Fisk hired me to find out who's been hitting his businesses. I thought it might be you. I'm actually kinda glad it is -- my last few jobs have been pretty simple. I've been looking for a challenge."

"You want a real challenge? Come on out and face me yourself," Elektra demanded.

"Naaaah. I'm sure it'd be a hell of a fight, but I have an idea that should be even more fun. I've got this gorgeous new sniper rifle I wanna try out, and I'm curious to see how long you can last before I hunt you down. Oh, and you'll be dealing with Hand assassins along the way as well."

Indeed, Elektra now found herself surrounded by the assassins of the Hand. Fighting them while trying to protect herself from Bullseye would be a tall order.

For the next few hours, Elektra was **** to play Bullseye's deadly game of cat and mouse, trying to pinpoint his location and dealing with the Hand's ninjas along the way. Eventually, Bullseye had her pinned in an alley, sending a group to flush her out of her hiding spot. Clearly drained, Elektra clutched her sais, preparing to make her last stand.

That was when Natasha, MJ & Felicia emerged from the shadows, jumping the assassins. Elektra had no idea what their intent was, but the timing was right and they were apparently on her side, so she joined them in taking out the group.

"Nice... more victims." Bullseye smiled, patiently waiting for a clear shot. It looked like he had one when the fighting spilled into his view, giving him a choice between Felicia & Elektra, when his rifle was yanked from his hands by Gwen's webbing.

"Dude, what's with the forehead tattoo?" Gwen quipped as her fist hit Bullseye's face. "Like, do you walk around in public like that? Well, it's a bold fashion choice, I'll admit that much."

Meanwhile, the other women stood over the Hand assassins, looking at Elektra. Breathing heavily, Elektra let her guard down.

"Natasha. Cats. I guess I owe you my thanks -- I don't know how much longer I could've held out," Elektra panted. "What brings you here?"

"We're looking to bring down the Kingpin," Gwen said, lowering herself on a web as Elektra turned to face her. "And we need your help to do it."