Dave Galanter
December 1st 1969 - December 12th 2020
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Subj: Re: I'd like an opinion on an idea I have for a fanfic involving Frank Castle, and X-23
Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 at 09:05:32 am EDT (Viewed 2 times)
Reply Subj: Re: I'd like an opinion on an idea I have for a fanfic involving Frank Castle, and X-23
Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 at 01:48:26 am EDT (Viewed 2 times)

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I agree with you on all points, actually.

The reason I want to do this story, and bear with me here (I cut my finger so I have to limit my typing). It's a challenge to stick Frank Castle in a situation like that.

Basically the beginning of the plot shows a defiant Clint Eastwood-styled Frank Castle (but bigger, like Clint meets Arnold), who is grizzled as hell and has almost a full white beard and long wild hair (he has clearly been on the run and the move for awhile). He encounters the first group of enhanced humans. Now these guys aren't exactly mutants. They are almost a step in-between. In fact I should correct myself by saying they are slightly below Captain America's level. Now the people who have the ability to give this to all humans everywhere don't want that. They want a super-army, and part of that is enhancing humans and getting rid of superheroes and making mutants a footnote. In this timeline mutants have slowly been increasing their population, not by much, but baby steps.

Frank Castle tracks these men down and who does he find but X-23 there. They mention a brief encounter in the past and size each other up. Here I end the idea of a pointless fight and have them almost parody a conversation about that. Then Frank remarks that she is far more reasonable than Wolverine (The irony of course being X-23 is a programmed killer much like Frank, hence the relatability).

As the story progresses eventually Frank gets severely injured. X-23, who has now developed feelings for him, and not quite knowing what to do, injects him with a dose of this transhuman formula. It's diluted, but it works. Frank's wounds heal, some of his grey hair turns more black, a few newer scars heal. Frank at first is very hesitant to what had just happened. As I flesh the story out and let it progress I want Frank to be offered a concentrated dose of it. One that would make him vastly more powerful than almost any known mutant. This is a chance for Frank to seize the ultimate weapon and he can finally wage his war on his terms against the big hitters. But we both know Frank isn't anyone's puppet. But at this point, can Frank afford to turn it down? And what will X-23 do during all of this? What other characters will I use?

I have no idea, but the story is starting to take form in my mind and slowly becoming more cohesive. Thank you for the advice, let me know of what you think of it now. I'm fully willing accept other ideas as well, this story is very fluid for me right now. As well as any critique, again pardon my spelling and grammer, I'm writing this with almost one hand right now.

PS: I'm also thinking of writing a short story where Frank has a brief crossover with Machete. I think he should go after the Mexican Cartel in a story soon anyway, they've killed 28,000 of their own people and they are in need of serious Punishment. So far Frank's gotten the Russians, Chinese, Japanese, Irish, and Italians, but not many Mexican Mafia, he even did white supremecists and has done normal 'bangers. So I think it's their turn, and Machete is just the man to point Frank in the right direction \:D


EDIT: Keep in mind that Frank in his first "transformation into transhumanism" would be below that of the majority of soldiers and others getting it, its a diluted version. Almost like Nick Fury's formula that keeps him from aging. What this does is, yes, it is a plot device to keep Frank ticking and going with the body of an olympic level athlete at 72-300+ (allowing for future tales far into the future, same Frank, different timeline, waging the same war). What I like about this idea is we've had humans vs mutants before. What this does is give humans the ability to say "we'll force our own evolution, become better than you, we shall no longer envy or fear you." This is of course an ignorant opinion, but one that would likely be held in many corners of the planet. And many organizations would back it. Who wouldn't want the ability to become as powerful or nearly as powerful as Captain America?
All you need is 20,000,000 or so and you're good to go.

Frank would be able to throw toes with these guys, but it would be his experience, his core of who he is that keeps him going. No super healing factor, none of that. This is simply an alternate Earth where humans and mutants have to take the next step together. And Frank is there to clean up the mess. I want to keep his character at his core, not dependent on pills, or angel-coats, or any of that. Just him progressing with the times just enough to keep up his war. He is still an old-school hardcore mutha futha in a brave new world. Aldus Huxley style, foo \:P

So I hope I got some of my vision across. This isn't yet another attempt tp add powers to frank. It's an attempt to tell my story and political views of transhumanism and mutants, genocide, and all the other strange and nasties that the future might hold for us behind the eyes of my favorite character. And I want to make sure it's a right most people can enjoy. \:\)

Here is a brief summary of the prologue done in a Punisher War Journal format:

Punisher War Journal entry 1792 *approximated from him having an entry every few days for the past 50 years since 1974*

Ten years, ten years planning, waiting for this moment. Waiting to avenge a man who was long my rival, a man who was far better than I am.

Ten years ago Wilson Fisk, Bullseye and his sadistic girlfriend Lady Bullseye killed one of the bravest men I've ever known. Even though I hated the bastard, he did a lot more good than I realized. Matt Murdock never gave up an inch, despite being in his 50s he was as quick as ever. What he didn't count on was was exactly what he should have expected. It's not his fault though, it's mine. Three weeks before falling into the trap that would be his demise I had cornered and killed off most of the Bullseye assassin organization. Which was starting to rival that of varying leagues of Assassins and even whispers of them causing fear deep in the ranks of the Hand. I went at them hard.

Bullseye and I had a long history. A few years before all of this when Wilson Fisk rose to power he took a shot at me, I was his only failure to date. Later he took a shot at Daredevil and ended up killing another world class assassin, a greek named Nachios, Elektra. Heard tell she came back, but I don't put much weight in that, despite me having faked my own death once before. An irony that will be lost on me shortly here.
Turns out it was all a setup, I cornered what I thought to be Lady Bullseye and Bullseye himself. Close quarters I was next-to-fucked, but I had planned ahead, chasing them into a dead-end street that I had happened to place a local nerve-toxin explosive device nearby. I took a knife to the shoulder before I managed to press my thumb. They really had me fooled. These imposters were good, too good.

Flash forward three years and I get a phone call saying that Matt Murdock has 46 minutes and counting to live. Spider-Man got a card just like mine. Why they had chosen us is something that made a whole 'lotta sense later on. Just not right then. By the time the bug-boy and I crossed paths he had received another call, this time it was someone close to him, screaming in pain, dying. He did what anyone would have done, he raced home, too late, but he did it anyway. I continued forth, I suppose I was the underdog, pushing 66 years old. I had no back-up, no plan so to speak, which is the exact situation that rarely happens to me.

I made my way to the warehouse, the hairs on my neck were already stiff. In the darkness I could make out a limp figure tied to a chair, I could smell the blood from here. I decided that this was enough of me playing possum and I finally released my arsenal. Two of the world's top marksmen were in the immediate area and my only ally was blind, what was an old shooter to do other than release a super-concentrated flashbang while wearing compensated contacts and earplugs?
As the warehouse lit up what I saw was unexpected, just Matt Murdock, dead. Throat slit, and disemboweled. No Bullseyes, no Kingpin.

Later I heard they had done the same to Foggy Nelson, Mary Jane Parker, May Parker, and a low-level thief/vigilante named Felisha/Black Cat.

Before I knew it every safe-house I had in the city was blown. Men were chasing me that were far faster than any hand ninja or or special ops unit I've come across. Cat and mouse ensued and I spent the next two months in the sewers and tunnels of Manhatten. Luck, experience, and knowledge saved me then. Eventually I decided to go on the offensive, with only a few munitions, a right-leg quickly going south, and a world of hurt to share with this new organization that has succeeded in wiping out an entire generation of street-warriors.


Luckily for me help would come in the form of an eccentric billionaire and a wise, but slightly crazy master of all martial arts and Kung Fu...



I'm working on scripting this as the first chapter, adding lots of action scenes, etc. This will lead on into the downfall of many of the great street-level superheroes and the inevitable rise and need for Frank Castle's brand of justice. I don't plan on killing all of the Marvel Knights gang off. But I don't want to reveal who will survive, as I'm not entirely sure yet! I've decided that on top of some new femme fatalle meat in X-23 (as well as a Wolverine cameo) that we need some old school in an aging-yet-still-hot Black Widow. So I'm working on fleshing out chapter on, and two. This is just giving you an idea of what I've been thinking of on and off all night.


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