Hi! My first story...yea, the one thats gonna suck cause its first. Let me apologize in advance, kay? Anyhoo, as some of ya know I lack any form of talent and so my inspiration comes from the storylines me and my friends have already played out in RPGs we created. And well...for some reason I was watching DareDevil the other night and I remembered an old one we had done when the movie first came out. Its a fairly good story I would say, we just never got around to finishing it. ::shrug:: so thats where I come in I guess. Anyway, how ya enjoy? Reviews for my first time please?!

.::Yup this is a re-post, I had to go through and fix some minor mispellings and such that kinda stood out enough just to bother me...nothing major, you didnt miss anything::.

As we all know the original characters are born from the mind of the ever so wonderful StanLee. Except my own...created for RP purposes of course. Toodles!

Chapter One: Veronica DiAngelo

"Ugh! Shut up!"

The annoying beeping sound of a alarm clock rang out, echoing through her small apartment of the Spring Garden complex. Her arm flung out, knocking the clock to the floor. She mumbled and rolled out of her face down position and onto her back as she stared up at the slightly chipped away ceiling. She sighed.

"My life is shit..."

She muttered to herself. Suddenly she heard the soft purr come to her ear with a light brush of fur against her cheek. Angelo, a pure white cat with honey colored eyes. He was a stray she had found following her home one day.

"Aww, well good morning there baby boy. Your hungry huh?"

She smiled and sat up slowly, the cat steadily watching her movements as his tail swung back and forth. She slid over to the side of the bed, her feet touching the ground as she winced just slightly, having stepped in last nights potatoe chip crumbs as they stabbed the bottom of her feet.

"Ugh...I need to clean up around here."

She stood up, and blinked to hear the pounding sound of loud knocking at her door.

"Mrs. N-n-nelson..."

She stuttered and quickly turned her head to the calender on the wall. Of course it had to be on the wrong month, she hurried over and pulled up the page.

"No! Not Sunday!"

She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, hopfully she wasnt heard. She looked to Angelo who rubbed his head against her leg, looking up.

"Shh...how about I take you out for breakfast okie dokie? We'll go out the back."

She went into her closet, not one of the neatest kept places but she could find her way around fine. Her usual apparel normally consisted of a pair of hip hugger jeans, old red converse sneakers, and her usual faded pink tanktop. There was no time to really fix wild mass of black locks that feel down to the middle of her back. A swift comb through with her fingers, and she was at her window sneaking out through the fire escape.

"Pss Pss, c'mon Angelo. C'mon."

The cat jumped up into her lap, then onto her shoulder as she crawled out and slowly shut the window quietly. Looking down off the railing, she patted Angelo on the head feeling his claws dig into her skin slightly as she started to climb her way down the fire ladder on the side of the building. It led into the alley and out into the sidewalk.

"See, its easy to avoid that old hag on rent day, isnt it?"

Veronica smiled, full of herself and her stealth technique. Suddenly she looked up, seeing 3 teenage boys rough housing just towards the end of the alley, near the large brown dumpster. She rolled her eyes, they were Mrs. Nelsons 3 'precious' grandsons...

"Not these punks again..."

She mumbled as she walked past, being over heard by the oldest.

"Hey...you got somethin ta say ta me?"

She turned around, arching a thin brow.

"Excuse me?"

"Yea, you think we's just a bunch a punks huh?"

"First, you need to stop being a high school drop out, and work on your grammar skills kid."

She said, not giving it any second thought as she turned and kept walking on down the sidewalk. the boys all gave each other a look, and began to walk up behind her. the smallest, and obviously the youngest was about 10 years old, the middle child just had his 12th birthday and the oldest was 19. They were fairly popular in the SpringGardens Apartment Complex for being annoying, loud, and rude to almost everyone.

The smallest, ran out in front, causing her to pause for a moment. The second was at one side, the oldest at the other as they formed a triangle around her.

"There something you boys want? What is it? Ya want me to go buy ya cigarettes or somethin? I do have beter things to do then hang out with a bunch of hormonal little boys..."

Angelo, now perched on her shoulder, hissed loudly, swatting his paw out.

"And by the looks of it, seems my cat doesnt like you guys either. So what do you want?"

The oldest made a sly remark, he must have been something like a leader to the other 2 younger ones.

"I dont care what yer pussy says babe, I think you need to start bein nice to me and my brothers here...or we'll have your bitch ass out on the streets like that!"

"Please...just because your my land lady's grand kids, doesnt mean I'll hesitate to bat your ass like your mother should have."

"Hey bitch! Dont you talk about our moms like that!"

She stepped forward, snatching his wrist tightly with one hand as she held it up over his head, and looked down at him.

"I'll rip your pants down right here in the middle of street and give you a good old fashioned ass kickin right here for everyone ta see...Dont test me reject."

Before she knew it, the little one ran forward into her legs as the middle oldest stepped to side as she fell backward, knocking into the man behind her. The boys all laughed and ran off down the side alley where they came.

"Fucking kids..."

She said, standing up slowly as she turned around to see who she ran into.

"Oh! Im so sorry! I didnt-"

The man smiled, bending down to pick up his walking stick. By the sunglasses she could tell he must have been blind. But found it awkward that he knew where his walking stick was...exactly.

"I...uh...yea, sorry. Y'know the kids around here, real jerks and all. Im a Jersey girl myself, moved here about a year or so ago."

"Well your still new to New York then...you should really watch what your doing."

He said with a slight smile. She smiled too and kneeled down to pick up her cat as he lept into her arms.

"I'm Veronica."

She said politely, moving a starnd of hair behind her ear.

"And I'm Matthew. Nice to meet you."

First chapter...interesting? No? It will, trust me. Please? You do trust me right? Right?!