"This is simply shocking!"
Natasha stared at the files Linen had organized — stacks of evidence detailing the Blood Parrot Gang's human trafficking operations, along with the names of numerous influential people connected to them.
Her expression turned grim.
"No wonder you asked us to come here. There are too many rich and powerful people involved in this case."
She looked at him seriously.
"You can't take all of them down alone!"
As soon as Natasha finished, Tony Stark — who had been speaking in his usual playful tone — suddenly turned serious.
"I know most of these people. Senators, CEOs, old political families… it looks like a few names on paper, but the power behind them is massive."
"If they're really involved — or worse, profiting from this organ trafficking network — then this is going to be a nightmare to handle."
"Humph."
Punisher Frank Castle snorted coldly. His eyes, filled with murderous resolve, fell on the gruesome evidence of the victims.
"I don't care how high these people stand or what power they hide behind. People like this are unforgivable."
"If any of you are afraid of offending them, then step aside. The Judge and I aren't afraid of anyone."
"Count me in," said Daredevil, who had been silent until now. His voice was calm but resolute.
"I've fought Kingpin for years, and even his methods weren't this cruel. I'm with the Punisher and the Judge on this one."
He then pulled off his mask, revealing his true face.
"I'm not afraid of you knowing who I am. I'm a lawyer by trade — justice and law are my bottom lines. I defend the innocent, like Ms. May, who was nearly punished unfairly during today's protest. But when I face true evil, I will never back down, no matter how powerful they are."
Tony glanced at the determined faces around him — Daredevil's resolve, Frank's rage, Natasha's intensity — and then looked at Linen, who hadn't spoken yet but radiated quiet conviction.
Finally, Tony stepped forward.
"Hey, don't think I'm backing off because I'm scared of these so-called elites."
"Come on, I'm Tony Stark. Who am I supposed to be afraid of? A few congressmen and aging tycoons?" He smirked.
"Back then, Congress tried to take my armor away at a public hearing. Did I care? Not one bit."
Then he turned toward Steve Rogers, who had remained silent but watchful.
"Hey, Mr. Antique. I'm afraid the world seventy years later isn't quite what you hoped for. How about joining us — and saving this disappointing world one more time?"
Steve met his gaze calmly.
"Of course I'll join. But I think the Judge called us here for more than just taking down the Blood Parrot Gang."
All eyes turned to Linen.
He nodded slightly.
"The Blood Parrot Gang is mine to handle. They're just a few dozen scumbags — I can wipe them out myself."
"But to expose the truth to the world before these powerful people can bury it — that's where I need all of you."
"I can't reach Eastern Europe fast enough to track every dark web network or rescue every kidnapped woman and child."
"Leave the exposure to me!" Tony declared immediately.
"But once the news gets out, those people will do everything they can to divert public attention. They'll pressure the media, bury the headlines, and twist the narrative."
He smirked. "But my Stark Industries doesn't bend to pressure."
Frank gave him a cold glance.
"I'm surprised, Stark. I thought you were still that self-absorbed playboy, but maybe there's a real man hiding under that suit."
"But as far as I know," Frank continued, "Stark Industries doesn't deal in media."
Tony grinned. "You underestimate the power of money, tough guy. I can buy a newspaper in three seconds — and as for news networks, I'll just invest until I'm the majority shareholder."
Natasha folded her arms. "Fine. Then I'll handle the rescue operations in Eastern Europe. S.H.I.E.L.D. still has influence there. But we'll need someone the public trusts — someone whose word carries real weight — to make this believable."
"Otherwise, even if Stark Industries exposes the truth, those elites will just retaliate through the media, muddy the water, and turn public opinion against us."
Everyone's gaze slowly shifted toward Steve Rogers.
After all, Captain America's name still carried unmatched power — a symbol of justice, even seventy years later.
Daredevil turned to Linen and smiled.
"So you already thought this through. Impressive."
Linen shook his head slightly.
"Captain Rogers, once you stand up publicly, the world will know you're alive. You'll lose any chance at a quiet life. Worse, those rich and powerful people will smear your name relentlessly."
"Even so—"
Before he could finish, Steve took a deep breath and interrupted, his tone steady and unwavering.
"Compared to Hydra, led by Red Skull Johann Schmidt, these people are nothing."
"Dr. Erskine told me not to be a good soldier, but to be a good man. If he knew that the first thing I did after being thawed was to stand up against evil again — I think he'd be proud."
He looked around the room, his eyes firm.
"No matter how dark the world becomes, the light of justice will always burn through."
Tony whistled softly, then clapped his hands.
"Wow. Inspirational as always, Cap."
"So, what are we waiting for? Let's move. And hey — shouldn't we give this little crusade a name?"
He smirked.
"What do you think of… the Crusader Alliance?"
Everyone fell silent again.
"Tsk." Tony shrugged, grinning.
"Fine, fine. I'll just have Pepper buy a news network."
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