Bullseye was standing on a rooftop, looking into the streets. There was a convoy passing by the street and he had his sniper on his hand. The shot was lined up before he could sense breathing behind him.

"You should stop aiming." Matt said from behind.

"Hell happened to the last suit?" Bullseye chuckled and stopped aiming.

"Good. I want you all for myself."

"There better be no Frank Castle in the roofs watching over you." Bullseye laughed, pointing on the roofs.

"Not over you." Matt smiled.

Bullseye started to grab his gun out of his holster.

"You want to get the three million dollars with a bullet?" Matt asked.

"I just want it over, Murdock." Bullseye smiled and aimed the gun at him.

Matt jumped to the air conditioning unit beside him and hid there. Bullseye kept on shooting at the unit until he ran out of bullets. Matt quickly ran to Bullseye, delivering a kick and and punch to Bullseye's jaw. Bullseye fell off the building and onto multiple fire escapes. Matt used the pipes to slow down his descent until they were in a wide alleyway.

"You want it to be a fist fight, Murdock." Bullseye touched his neck, "Then I'll give you one."

"That's what I'm talking about!" Matt shouted and struck Bullseye with a uppercut.

Bullseye dodged the multiple attacks that Matt dealt and did moves of his own. While Matt was not aware, Bullseye grabbed a knife from his pocket and stabbed Matt with it. Matt, in his black suit, was easily stabbed by Bullseye and his blood was streaming out quickly. Matt fought the pain, stood up and delivered a kick to Bullseye's head. They both fell to the ground and started groaning in pain.

"Wait. What do you mean not over me?" Bullseye asked, trying to seat down.

Jessica, Luke, Danny and Robbie went out of the elevator and started walking towards Fisk's room. Thirty guards came from around the corner and Robbie became the Ghost Rider. He turned almost half the guards into ashes while Luke and Jessica cleaned up the rest.

"Alarms are off." Danny reported as he walked up from behind them. "Are they in there?"

"Matt said so." Jessica sighed, looking around the corners to make sure there were no guards, "The fire can come off now."

"I like being on fire." Robbie said. Luke looked at him, "What?"

"Nothing. Just get behind me." Luke opened the door to the meeting area of Fisk. Fisk wasn't there but there were bodyguards waiting for them with rifles. They started firing at Luke and the bullets ricocheted off his chest, "Danny, now!"

Danny unleashed the Iron Fist onto all of the guards and they flung towards the wall. Guards appeared from behind and started shooting. Robbie stood on front of Jessica and the bullets turned into dust.

"You're bulletproof now?" Jessica whispered while Robbie was covering her.

"I just noticed now." Robbie answered. Once they stopped shooting, Jessica threw a chair at them which knocked them over.

All of the men in the room were either knocked out or turned into ashes. Fisk slowly exited his room down the table and smiled at them.

"Looks like the Devil couldn't show up for his last fight? A shame." Fisk smiled.

"That's why he sent us." Danny said. "You're going back to jail."

"Mr. Rand, you have no idea with what you're getting in to."

Chairs, rifles and knives started to hover on front of them. Once they were in the same height, it all pointed at the four of them. The Defenders stood back to back as the weapons started going closer to their faces. Suddenly a woman appeared from the hallway and started chuckling.

"Fools. Not knowing the true extent of your powers must be a pain, isn't it?" Typhoid Mary asked.

"This, the Defenders, is my new assistant. Typhoid Mary. She actually acquired a contract for the head of Luke Cage. Seems like she'll be doing that right now." Fisk smirked.

Bullseye threw Matt on the brick wall after just getting up. They were both exhausted after all the fist fighting but Bullseye knew it was time to end it. He grabbed the knife that was thrown away by Matt on the ground. He almost stabbed Matt but he dodged away and kicked Bullseye in the hand. The knife dropped on the floor, giving Matt some time to strike. He gave Bullseye a hard punch to the chest. Grabbing the knife, Matt threw it and it landed on his thigh.

"Motherfucker!" Bullseye cried out as he landed on the ground. Matt, holding his chest, walked over to Bullseye, "I'm trying to what's right! Can't you see?"

"That's very rude to say to a blind person." Matt tilted his head and smiled.

"I kill bad people for a living. They are bad and I earn money. I'm no different from you. I want to kill you because you don't protect this city. You make the people who live in it fear you. You!"

"And if you kill me, will that make you a hero?"

"No. The streets will go back to normal. No one will care because they feel safe. The cops are cops. They are there for a reason. To serve justice. Do you serve justice, Murdock?"

"Enough with the bullshit." Matt whispered, about to hit him.

A yellow beam was shot right beside Matt as he looked behind. A red, green and yellow coloured man slowly descended to him.

"Mr. Murdock. I advise you do not kill this man." Vision said. "I would say the Avengers could send him to prison."

"Fisk is the one who you should be sending to prison."

"And what will you do with him? He's bleeding out. I would give him ten more minutes to live with those conditions."

"And if we come to a disagreement?"

"General Ross will be reading your file for criminal work as a vigilante."

"He's yours." Matt muttered, throwing Bullseye towards Vision. "Don't let him get out."

"And where will you go, Mr. Murdock?"

"To attend some business."

The Defenders were still being held up by Typhoid Mary until Matt showed up. His suit was bloody and he had bruises all over his neck and hands. Fisk smiled when he entered.

"What a pleasure for you to join us for this fine evening." Fisk smiled.

"Well if it isn't Wilson Fisk and Bloody Mary. Haven't seen you in a while. Have you been doing drugs." Matt sarcastically asked.

"You're still an asshole today, Murdock." Typhoid Mary said.

"But not as big as you, Mary." Matt said. "Fisk. I'm yours. Let go of these four people and you can kill me. Right now. Let's do this."

"Point it." Fisk ordered.

All of the weapons in the air pointed at Matt and he felt welcomed. The four moved away but Danny couldn't stop watching. Fisk grabbed a magnum out of his chest and started walking towards Matt.

"I saved this gun for a special moment. A very special moment and this seems like the perfect time to do it. For locking me in prison, unable to meet my fiancée." Fisk started looking at his gun, "Any last words."

"Actually, I do." Matt smirked, "Go to hell."

Suddenly two shots were fired at Typhoid Mary's chest and Fisk's chest. Fisk had bulletproof armor on so Matt kicked the magnum out of his hands and Danny unleashed the Iron Fist on him. Fisk was sent back through a wall while Typhoid Mary was lying on the floor.

"Luke, Robbie, call the damn cops. Jessica..." Matt looked at her, "We have some explaining to do."