Chapter 1

Matt was in his office, his fingers moving through the printed-Braille documents he had about the case he's currently taking when his burner phone rang.

He froze for a moment, knowing it meant it was serious and maybe Daredevil business. There were only three people he had left his number. Claire, Foggy, and the Avengers. He honestly didn't know which was worst.

He used his heightened senses, making sure Karen was busy before he closed the door quietly. Then he turned back and answered his phone.

"Hello?"

"Daredevil, there's another HYDRA group coming tonight by the docks near 51st street," Captain Rogers said.

"What are they up to?" Matt grumbled. He didn't really like teaming up with the Avengers, mostly because their company when it came to social time, was not pleasant. But he did tell them if it was in Hell's Kitchen territory, they would have to call him.

For once, he wasn't sure if he wanted to come. It was the Avengers business, and he was sure they could handle it. And if that meant to avoid Stark's company-

"We don't know, but thought you should know. Are you coming by?"

Matt sighed. "I'll be there."

…

Matt stood there, in his Daredevil suit, surrounded by HYDRA members all knocked out. He had firmly told Captain Rogers that he did not want any killing, despite that the government had given the Avengers permission to kill all HYDRA. They had no right. Captain Rogers agreed with no hesitation.

"So, now that is all done," Stark clapped his hand, sounding cheery while the Avengers and Matt looked at him. "We should celebrate. Stark Tower, free drinks for everyone!"

Matt didn't need his heightened senses to know half the Avengers sigh while the other rolled their eyes. Hulk, who made Matt feel rather intimidated, could sense his heartbeat growing steady and there stood a young man.

When Matt first met the Hulk, he would not admit he had cringe when standing beside him. Thank god the Hulk didn't do serious damage in Hell's Kitchen, and that they were allies.

"Charlie, you are also invited." Stark added.

Matt was pulled back to the real world, not really paying attention to what they were saying. And then he realized the Avengers were all quiet and looking at him.

"I'm sorry?"

"It's alright dude, we'll keep your secret." Barton said, patting him by the shoulder. His tone meant to be reassuring.

Matt's brows furrowed in confusion, "What?"

"Oh come on, I have the best Facial Recognition system," Stark bragged. "It only took a minute to pin you down the moment we met. Don't worry Charles, it's locked in the highest security system, nobody can't crack JARVIS."

Matt stared at him blankly, not comprehending what Stark was saying. "…Sure."

He was pretty sure that his name wasn't Charlie, and briefly wondered how the hell Tony Stark, a billionaire and a genius who had supposedly build the 'best' Facial Recognition System, manage to fail on that. Whatever it was, Matt was glad that he wasn't identified correctly, and it meant his secret identity was safe.

Then his eyes widened when he realized the implication, "You looked me up? Whatever happened to my human rights?" Matt growled, taking a step towards Stark. "You have no right to do that."

"Hey, hey, hey, calm down," Captain Rogers said, coming between the two men. Matt could feel him giving Tony a dirty look, "We'll talk about privacy later." Then he turned back to Matt, "It's alright, we won't tell anyone. Your secret is safe with us. I'm really sorry about that. Tony just couldn't shut up."

Matt would have reply that he would sue them, if he wanted to give away his identity. So he sigh, deciding that he would just get along with this. As long as they don't know his identity, it would be alright.

"By the way, you make one hell of a convincing lawyer. I didn't think Kara was convincing actress, though." Clint added. "Love your work!"

"It was not heartwarming." Natasha crossed her arms, "Not real work."

Clint rolled his eyes, "You just don't like cheesy movies with a lot of emotions. Stone of Destiny is actually a great film."

"I liked it,' Bruce said quietly, holding his pants.

"...You don't happen to have Robert Carlyle's number, do you?"

Matt would not admit that he nearly had a heart attack when Clint mentioned 'lawyer'. And he wondered for a brief moment who the hell was Robert Carlyle. He made a mental note to ask Foggy later.

…

Few months later

Matt was at his apartment in the afternoon, listening to news. There really was not much to do during the day. Nelson and Murdock was out of business, and while Matt would have continued if he wasn't blind. He didn't think he could handle it his own firm without a secretary, and he still had a lot of money to manage from himself. Mostly from the money Elektra had left him, according to her will.

"…And look! It is Charlie Cox walking down to Stark's tower." The woman on news said.

Matt raised his eyebrow. He had a call from Tony Stark a week ago that he would be sending an invitation to him about his big gala, inviting all the Avengers and so called friends, and some celebrities that Tony met before. It was meant to be private, only Tony's close friends and allies invited something about the last time he threw a party that nearly ended all the guest dead by Ultron (Thank goodness that Matt had declined to come to THAT party). It's been a long while since he had last contacted them.

So this must be who the Avengers thought me, Matt thought. He hadn't gotten the invitation he was supposed to get, and honestly, he had planned to come since he had nothing to do and was bored, but he honestly forgotten that they had his identity mistaken.

(On the screen, Tony Stark clapped Charlie Cox's back with a grin on his face. Then he must have whispered something to Charlie, who later looked at him confusedly)

Matt only shrugged, sending a mental 'sorry' to Charlie Cox, who must be terribly confused when surrounded by the unfortunate team of the so-called 'superheroes'.

They thought me an English actor from Boardwalk Empire, Matt mentally scoffed at that thought.

…

Matt received a call from Stark the next day.

"What is it?" he answered.

"It was a big blast, wasn't it?" Stark cheerfully said.

"Yes, it was." Matt said, deadpanned.

"Next time, right? I had no idea you were that much fun in parties, Prince Charles. Seriously, we should hang out more. Maybe you should cut that bullshit American accent, you sound much princely with the English. So get over here we're having movie nights. We'll be watching Stardust."

"Bye," Matt hangs up, shaking his head.

"Who was that?" Karen called, who was in the kitchen, cooking her so called virtue recipe for the two of them.

"No one important."

Now all Matt had to think was how the hell did the Avengers mistakenly thought him as an English actor Charlie Cox, who does NOT even sound like him. (It wasn't like Matt could see if they actually looked alike).

"Can we watch Theory of Everything? I got audio descriptions." Karen said.

Matt softly smiled, "Sure Karen."

...

It's been another week since Matt last talked to Stark. He was walking down the streets of Hell's Kitchen in mid-afternoon, wearing his long coat and a scarf wrapped around him. The crowd parted as he used his cane, giving the blind man a clear path.

He had stated clearly to the Avengers that he didn't want any of them in his private life, and want to keep it as separate as possible. If he they want to contact him (whether social or business), they would have to talk to Daredevil. So luckily, the Avengers respected his choices and that meant leaving Charlie Cox alone. He could only pray that Mr. Cox hadn't figured it out, but so far it still seemed that Mr. Cox and the Avengers hadn't realized it. Matt was still baffled on how they hadn't realized they have his identity mistaken when it's been almost a year since they dealt with HYDRA.

"Excuse me sir," a woman said, standing behind him. Matt nearly jumped, clearly he was so distracted that he hadn't noticed a woman was following him.

Matt turned around, and could sense the woman's heart spiked.

"Oh I'm so sorry," the woman says apologetically, "I thought for a moment you were Charlie Cox."

Matt sighed. Do I really look like this Charlie Cox? Maybe Stark's system isn't quiet wrong. He made a mental note to ask Karen about this English actor.

He puts aside the mystery of how the hell the genius, billionaire, Tony Stark's system fail to identify him.

…

"Do you think they figure out that there is a virus?" a Hydra agent asked, looking up to her commander.

Her commander shook his head, "No. It will be there for a long while. It's untraceable, and I doubt Tony Stark would notice."

"Well, we manage to get all the files, sir." She said, glancing at the monitors. "It took a while to hide from his AI FRIDAY, but we could control all his systems, and override every single of his AI. But I'm afraid the virus may have accidentally spread to his other systems."