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Matthew 7:12
So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.
Not I
Chapter 2: Patience
Being in Central Park during Spring time, could be a very soothing experience. Especially for someone with Matt's abnormalities. Do to an accident that occurred when Matthew Murdock was nine years old, he was rendered blind. But the accident did more than just blinded him, it gave him…. abilities. Some people would call them gifts, while others may call them a curse. Matt often went back and forth on how he considered these abilities himself.
But sitting and relax on a park bench on a nice Saturday afternoon, cuddling with his Greek in the surroundings and settings of Central Park, in his own special way. Matt couldn't help but feel at this moment, that these powers were a gift.
Maybe God's Will perhaps.
Matt's super enhanced hearing picked up all types of noises and sounds in the park. From the romping of basketball and football players to kids playing, and dogs messing around with their owners. Along with other activities about the park, their heartbeats include in the collection of sounds.
Do to a strong sense of touch. Matt can feel the presence of a person standing five feet away from him simply by his or her body heat and disturbance of air. Have this particular attribute allowed Matt to tell, which pairings in the park. Really liked one another or lusted after the other, do to how the heat in their body would fluctuate.
Matt's sense of taste and smell also function with equal sharpness. He could tell which favors of ice cream cart vendors gave their customers. Same thing went for the hot dog carts as well. Being able to tell what condiments they put on their franks, he could even lightly taste few of them. Do to so many being in the area.
They young Hell's Kitchen native's basketing was cut in by his girlfriend; Elektra Natchios. Who sat next to him with both her arms enclosed around his midsection. And her head lying lovely on his chest.
" While this is very nice. But I hope sitting here isn't all we're going to do, this afternoon Matthew." Elektra said contently but restlessness was slipping into her voice.
Matt let out a light laugh. Finding Elektra's growing fidgetiness, cute.
" We've been sitting here for only fifteen minutes. Surely relaxing with your boyfriend in Central Park, on a pleasantly Saturday afternoon. Isn't that boring of experience, is it Ellie?" Matt asked in playful manner, reposition his left arm that was wrapped around Elektra. So his hand rested on the small of the heiress's back. Having a 50/50 idea on what her response would be.
" No Matthew there's not and sitting here with you is a very….. nice experience. But giving this is the first time we left my dorm room, in four days. I just figured we do something a bit more adrenaline oriented. Elektra replied back. Her voice still with contentment, but mix with more anticipation.
" Well….what do you have in mind Miss Natchios?" Matt again asked the heiress how she felt. His voice both genuine and curious.
Moving to look at her Irish-American boyfriend in his face, but keeping her arms around him. Elektra gazed at him like a Lynx would potential prey, Matt didn't need his vision. To feel like Elektra was looking into or through him.
A mystery and slightly mischievous smirk crossed the young Greek lady's lips, getting up. But maneuvering to where she had her right hand in Matthew's, mix their fingers together. Only giving him enough time to grab his walking cane, before pulling Matt to his feet. Leading him through the park to her desire location.
Matt blocked out everything that wasn't Elektra, making every sound, smell, touch and taste feel like background noise. Centering all of his senses on Elektra, Matt took in her scent that smelt of cinnamon and strawberries. Her skin that felt like the finest silk. Her heartbeat that played like polish piano notes to his ear.
Coming to a more secluded walkway a distance from others in the park, Elektra released Matt's hand. Knowing he could follow her well enough on his own.
" Come with me Matthew I know a place that is a decent enough size, were we can do some sparring." Elektra said in an even voice, that was growing excited. As she broke into a steady run.
" Lead the way m'lady." Matt replied back in cheeky chivalrous tone. His own excitement growing as he started into his own even run, after Elektra. Who had a head start on her lover.
But the young couple was oblivious on how this action, would symbolize their doom love. One always running away and chasing after the other.
The sounds of the city and the people in it, awoke Matt from his sleep along with his alarm clock. Cringing and wincing as move to sit up in bed, do to small cuts and sore muscles. His mind and heart tumbling all types of ways, thanks to the dream he just awoke from. It felt like a nightmare in an strange way to Matthew.
Turn off the alarm. Maneuvering to the side of his bed, so he could sit with his feet to the floor. Feeling the coolness before they touched the ground. Matt rubbed his hands over his face and messy red hair. His thoughts going over his most recent dream/nightmare, of a former love.
" This is the fifth time I dreamt of her this week, and it's only Wednesday." Matt contemplate melancholy to himself . His emotions and thoughts going from love and endearment to pain and resentment, then back again. Now cupping his head in his hands, with his elbows posted on his knees.
" I should try to meditate or talk with Father Lantom or… both. Maybe that would help." Matt pondered broodingly to himself, but try to stay positive. On finding a solution to the dreams/nightmares that were ailing him.
Matt's planning was cut in by his iPhone 6 announcing his best friend; Franklin "Foggy" Nelson calling him. Reaching over to his night stand, with his left arm. The young blind man answered the phone, with a few swipes of his thumb. Putting it on speaker.
" Good morning Murdock! I hope you have plenty rest the other night, cause with have a awesome work day ahead of us." Foggy voice spoke through the phone in a jovial tone, given away to sarcastic one.
Matt let a small chuckle exit him do to Foggy's wake up call, being thankful for the break. In unwanted thoughts.
" I'm sure we do pal, is Karen at the office yet?" Matt asked his law partner, his playful voice going into a curious one. When wondering about their new employe. A warming feeling rolling around in him, thinking about the young lady.
" Yeah! She text me before I called you. So whatever women you happen to be with at the moment, have them unstraddle you. And I'll met you at the firm. Move it Sunshine! We have croissants to eat!" Foggy told his partner, tone still sarcastic. But more humorous.
Matt couldn't help but let out another chuckle, but this one more louder. He went on to tell his best friend he'll met him the office in twenty minutes. Before they ended their call.
Get up the young lawyer decided to skip his morning workout, instead going straight to the bathroom. Sleeping shirtless Matt took off his blue pajama bottoms, before turning on the shower. Setting it to a nice warm temperature, stepping in when it was right. Slightly grimacing in pain and sighing in light relief, as water streamed over stinging muscles and cuts.
Getting out of the shower. Matt dried and freshen himself up for the day ahead of him, leaving the bathroom to go to the closet in his room. Coming to it, Matt opened it. Using the Braille tags that hung from various clothes, to pick out a nice gray suit. With a black undershirt and dress shoes to match.
Matt got dressed fairly quickly. Grabbing his phone, wallet, satchel and wristwatch, slipping the phone and wallet in his pockets. Then putting on his satchel, watch and crimson sunglasses. Making his way to his apartment's front door, grabbing his walking cane before exiting. Locking the door behind him.
With every intention of surprising his friends, on being earlier than they both suspected him.
Karen Page dreamt of being of a lot things growing up, but a secretary was not one of them. Especially at struggling, but up and coming law firm like; Nelson & Murdock.
But here she was laying out croissants, hash browns, apple juice on her desk, that double as a table. For her bosses that she view more like her good friends. Foggy was like a goofy, loveable and protective brother, who always brought a smile to Karen face.
Matt was a good friend who Karen happened to have a bit of crush on, however the blind was also a mystery. One that Karen wanted to solve, the more time she spent with him.
Even though she only be working and knowing Matt and Foggy, for a month and half. They were becoming much like family to the young blonde lady.
And speaking of the devil, Matt Murdock walked through the front office door. A tiny smirk cross his lips, at Karen's heartbeat fluttering seeing him. It gave Matt a good vibe about himself and the day ahead.
They both said their good mornings to each other pleasantly. Karen came around her desk, to help Matt to his breakfast. Who already sat his walking cane and satchel, by the entryway of their tiny kitchen. When he lightly touched the space between Karen forearm and elbow, the small contact sent enticing feelings to both parties.
Karen's scent that smelt mangos and vanilla, always brought a delightful feeling to Matt. Even the small touch of her skin felt the softest pillow.
Coming to Karen's desk she asked her boss which croissants, he would like? Matt choice the ham. They went on to sit down and eat their breakfast together, making light conversation while at it.
" I'm kind of surprised you're at work this earlier Matt." Karen said in a joking but tiny shock voice. Taking a small bit from her hash brown.
" I know how to be punctual every now and again Karen." Matt replied back in a playful voice, before taking a bite of his croissants.
" I see!" Karen shot back in a playful stunned tone. Which they both laughed at, continue to make small talk. When the sound of the last member of their misfit law team; Foggy Nelson. Entering the office interrupted them.
Lost in the music coming through his headphones, Foggy didn't notice he's best friend already sitting and eating with their secretary. Realizing a minute later he wasn't alone, Foggy looked at his partner then his watch and then the clock on the wall. A little shocked when they both read 10:30 A.M., which was a little early for his partner. Who usually didn't come in tell around 11 or 12 some days.
Foggy let out a dry chuckle and comment on Matt's punctuality, stating how they might get out before six or seven tonight. Matt couldn't help but agree with friend, while chuckling at the same time.
Foggy took his place at the desk/table, grabbing his own food. The three friends/coworkers talked and joked about all types of things, before getting into the work of the day.
The day was nearly over with and it was very good, along with being a productive one. More than the people of Nelson & Murdock would have thought. Some cases they won out of court, bring some level of security, clarity and closure to their clients. While some cases were a bit more difficult and had to go all the way to trail, more than a few of them required Matt to work "overtime" on them.
Foggy sat in comfy chair in his office, stretching out after a nice solid day. It also help that they got some new clients that paid in cash, and not food or other merchandise. It was an extra bonus that the clients and their money were on the up and up, if they wasn't. Matt would have been able to tell in some freaky way.
" It's like the guy is a human polygraph." Foggy mused about his best friend, who was more like his brother. Ability to tell If someone is shady or not.
Foggy's wondering was broke, when he noticed the headline of the Daily Bugle that layed on his desk. Picking it up and reading it about how the Devil of Hell's Kitchen, saved a young waitress. By the name of Krystal White, from attempted robbery and rape
Foggy has mixed feelings about the vigilante that took to protecting Hell's Kitchen, these last three months. On one hand he disliked the vigilante strongly, for taking the law into his own hands. Foggy also thought he was psychotic adrenaline junkie, looking for thrills. But on another note, the slightly pudgy young man couldn't deny the fact. The Devil was making the Kitchen a somewhat a safe place now and days.
Foggy's secretary in particular was a big fan of the Devil of the Kitchen. Which didn't shock nor surprise Foggy that much, since Karen herself was recuse by the vigilante. Nearly a month ago.
Getting up from his desk Foggy left his office to ask Karen, If she saw her " boyfriend's latest heroics."
The young redhead man sat in his own personal office with the door shut. Listening to friends discuss or rather debate the actions of his alter ego, as If he was right next to them. The conversation was making Matt more conflict about his actions at night.
On one hand hearing Karan's praise and belief in what he's doing, gave Matt some hope. That he was making a difference in positive. Especially when Karen said that the creep; Brent Gillcuddy was left with a snapped wrist, broken jaw and forearm. Which cause him to confess via tablet, to four other accusations. Saying he felt safer in jail than on the street, where the Devil could get to him. This brought a dark sense of pride and satisfaction to Matt's being.
But hearing Foggy's criticism, ridicule and slight loathing of him, gave Matt some bitter and mixed emotions.
Matt Murdock knew when he started this… crusade of his, that not everybody would be fan of his. Some people might even hate him for it, but he was hoping that the friend that was more like brother to him. Would be at least. Perhaps it would have gave Matt more of a reason to share the other side of himself, to his best friend.
When they started talking about the home invasion that he intervened the same night, Matt turned down the conversation. As If It was on television or radio, forcing the majority of his hearing towards the city. Along with his radar sense, mostly likely the young man's most unique power.
it gave Matt omnidirectional field of vision, which he used to scoop out the area around him. Getting more in tune with the Kitchen before going out in it. The twilight was nearly upon them, it was giving Matt that same feeling he was sure his father felt before a getting into the ring.
A fire that burns to let The Devil out.
Notes:
This is the second chapter of a small drabble of stories. In this chapter I want to focus a bit more on the Matt Murdock side, along with his friendships.
Please tell me you're thoughts and feelings of this chapter.