A/N I wasn't lying. I really did make a sequel. I'm really proud and I'm excited to get started on this new project of mine. I want to apologize himegirl15. Sorry, I haven't started yet. Life got in the way. I'll have the prologue up in two weeks max. So, please review. I want this story to be even better than the last with even more twists and surprises. So enjoy! R&R

Disclaimer: I don't own Ultimate Spider Man. Only the characters Katherine and Margret.


The Silence of a Scream

PROLOGUE:

The breeze was whispering to the dark clouds covering the moon. Standing on Liberty Island was a certain superhero with a green and yellow costume. He was on the Statue of Liberty's torch ledge.

Danny reached behind his head and pulled on the tie that held on his mask. He pulled his mask away from his head and released it to the wind. He watched through strands of his unruly hair as it floated off into the night.

Silently, he pulled on a t-shirt, a pair of jeans, tennis shoes, and a hoodie over his costume.

As Danny began to walk away from the last place he had seen Ava he undid the band around his wrist. It fell to the green metal with a dull clunk.

There was no more Iron Fist. That side of his life has ruled for far too long. If there was ever a reason he needed to fulfill his duty again, he will, but for now, he is simply a teenage boy.

"One who knows every form of martial arts and has a wallet bigger than Bill Gates's," he thought bitterly.

Danny walked down the stairs and across Liberty Island to the dock where he climbed into a speedboat. He started the engine and sped away.


The streets of New York City were crowded even at this late hour. Danny walked with his head down, hands in his pockets. That did not help. Everyone knew who he was.

There was a chorus of 'Hey, I know who you are!' and 'Look! It's Daniel Rand!' as he walked down the sidewalk. It is times like these Danny really wished he were a normal teen. He did not need the money or the fame. In fact, he did not even want it.

The supposedly quiet murmurs were not an easy thing to endure when you are hiding from S.H.I.E.L.D. and whoever else may be looking for you.

"Just ignore them," he thought. "Just ignore them."

Danny did his best as he walked down the street. This was not going to be near as easy as he thought it would be.

Soon, the whispers become too much. He took the next left he could and found a small little hole-in-the-wall shop.

Danny pushed the door open and heard a small chiming coming from a bell above the door.

The barber's shop had no other customers. The only person in there other than Danny was an old man sweeping the floor.

"How may I help you, sir?" the man asked.

"Uh… Hi. I… uh… I'm tired of my hair. Think you can do something about it?"

"Of course I can, my boy. Just go sit down in a chair."

The man and Danny walk in front of a mirror with a chair in front of it. Danny sat down and the man turned the chair.


Danny walked down the street with his hands in his pockets and his head down.

It has been a day since he decided to drop off the world without a trace.

After he had his hair cut, Danny got new clothes and cut up his debit card. He opened a new account under a new name. In it, he put six million dollars. That should not raise much suspicion. He was in New York after all.

Now, Danny was setting out on his own. He could not return until he was done with his mission.

No one knows where he is. No one knows he left. And, when they do find out he is gone, they will have to figure out why on their own. Danny did not have time to explain.

He was going to find Ava Ayala.