At that point, Peter decided to call Rachel to inform her of the event. It shocked her out of her rest as she bolted out of bed.

Rachel: Harry?! Oh god, Pete. I'm on my way.

Rachel grabbed her purse and jacket and went for the door, but as soon as she opened it...

Jameson (J.K Simmons): Parker! Why haven't you...Wait. The hell are you?

Rachel: Oh...you must be Jonah Jameson. Sorry, I...I was just on my way to meet Peter at the hospital. Um...a friend of ours was in an accident. He'll get back to you

At that point, she immediately starts running

(Lol)

Jameson: Wait a minute...Doooh!

It cuts back to the hospital where Peter was helping the doctors get Harry on the table. As soon as they did, they got him into a room as they started doing operations on him.

Peter was forced to sit outside and worry about his friend as he paced around.

Peter: C'mon, c'mon. What do I do? Think!

Rachel: Peter?

He looked over and saw Rachel down the hall as she ran up to him and hugged him tight.

Rachel: He's ok, right?

Peter: Yeah.

Rachel: Thank god. Where is he?

Peter: He's in the room.

Rachel looked into the room and saw the doctors quickly rubbing the paddles and trying to

Rachel: Wha-this doesn't-what the hell happened?

Peter: He tried to kill me after I stopped that robbery. I'm telling you, Rach. He just won't listen. I've tried EVERYTHING!

Peter then scrunched his hair back and sat up against the wall, clearly frustrated. But then Rachel sat down beside him and held his hand.

It then cuts to the same alleyway from earlier, as we hear footsteps and we get another up-close and personal look at Jesse as he was struggling to even move his own two feet. He quickly scurried himself to a wall, in agonizing pain

Jesse: *breathing heavily* Must...resist.

He tried to hold the pain in as much as he could and it felt like it was getting worse till...it suddenly stops.

Jesse panted, leaning on the wall, gripping it with all her might.

Jesse: I don't know what the hell you are or what you're planning to do to me. But...

Voice: I am your destiny, Jesse. Your salvation. Embrace me. Weal the power. The world will be beneath us both.

Jesse: NO!

The pain grew back up again until it stopped...

But then, a mugger came up pointing a gun at him.

Mugger: Alright buddy calf up the cash. I won't ask again. Wha...

He was suddenly pulled in by the mixed symbiote yet again as we cut to a wall hearing screams and shriek...then blood spilled on the wall.

Back at the hospital, Peter and Rachel sat in the waiting room, hand in hand then...a doctor came in and Pete sat up immediately.

Peter: How is he?

Doctor: We think he's gonna be fine.

Rachel: THINK?

Doctor: He managed to survive during the surgery, but...the pain got restless and it...slipped him into a coma. His pulse is still strong, God knows how. But...only time will tell if he ever awakes...or recovers for that matter.

Pete and Rach were left silent...They later came into the room, seeing Harry in his slumber. Rachel hugged Peter from behind as he stared down at him in guilt.

Peter: I'm sorry, Harry.

Later at some abandoned warehouse, some bats flew out the chimney as cops pulled up and went to investigate seeing the two D's symbol on the house, only this time...in blood

Cop # 1: The hell happened here?

Cop # 2: I have...no idea.

They mustered up the will to go inside when they came across a cell where missing children were locked in.

Cop # 1: Hey, Ricky. These must be the missing children from that report last month.

Cop # 2: Hey, relax...you're all gonna be ok.

Little girl: (Speaking Spanish): It's...a demon...it saved us...

Cop # 2: I don't understand.

That's when the girl spoke English, letting the cops know...

Little Girl: It's still here.

They both looked at each other and then heard a man screaming upstairs.

The first cop walked slowly upstairs, feeling a bit spooked.

Unknown: Where is he?!

Man (distantly): No no please...He only calls me when it's needed! I don't know where to find him!

He heard more blows until he came in, seeing the child kidnapper, hanging by thumbs on the ceiling (Ouch!) and covered in bruises and blood on his face. He then turns over to see another man in black, beaten to a bloody pulp.

Cop # 1: Oh f**k...

That's when the camera rotates in front of the cop revealing the...Daredevil (Charlie Cox) on the wall directly behind him.

He slowly turned around and...SAW him! He fired his gun, but Daredevil VANISHED when the flash popped on

(Clever)

He fired again, but he almost hit the first cop

Cop # 1: CHRIST!

Cop # 2: I saw him. No one ever see's him...he was...there.

Cop # 1: Jesus...

That's when they looked back at the kidnapper and realized something...

Cop # 1: No way...

Turns out the Daredevil branded the kidnapped as a trademark...a calling call, if you will. The brand mark was another double D shaped just as the other symbols were.

We immediately cut to Daredevil making his escape as he kept from rooftop to rooftop, trying to rest in for the night.

But that's when he heard someone's cries for help.

Daredevil: Oh god...

He immediately made his way to the location where the cries were coming from, but once he got there, he realized the cries were coming from a radio. So he turned it off and faced the person near the edge of the building.

Daredevil: Hey. Didn't your parents ever tell you not to cry Wolf?

DeWolfe (Ruby Rose): Please. It's not like you superhero types are in the yellow pages, right?

She then turns around to reveal herself.

DeWolfe: Names DeWolfe. One of New York's finest. I...I need your help.

Daredevil: The police want MY help, ehh?

DeWolfe: Unofficially, yes.

Daredevil: This have anything to do with Kingpin?

DeWolfe: Son of a-How'd you know?

Daredevil: I've been following his activities for a long time now. The Kingpin was behind a number of crime and smuggling operations since the past year and yet, nobody has had the audacity to question him. And what's crazy is that some of the cops in this town are actually helping him.

DeWolfe: See, that's why I got desperate. My partner turned out to be a crooked cop as well. As soon as I found out, I knew I couldn't go at alone...and I hoped to find either you...or-Spider-Man.

He looked at DeWolfe with some serious look when he heard that name, for some reason. But he got focused again.

Daredevil: What would you like me to do?

DeWolfe: Tomorrow, Wilson Fisk of Fisk Enterprises is holding a fundraiser at Town Square. Some know he's crooked and the other officers have been trying to look into the inside of him.

Daredevil: I know someone who can look into that. He's a lawyer that works Main Street's courthouse. Matt Murdock.

DeWolfe: The famous criminal defense blind lawyer from Hell's Kitchen? What makes you think he can dig this up?

Daredevil: Murdock has been looking into the case of Fisk as long as the CLEAN New York's finest have. He won't say no to this.

(How can he since he's you? Nice cover story.)

DeWolfe: Hmm...Nice. Oh and uh...just to make the record straight, I'm NOT a fan of superheroes by any means. Vigilantes...don't like them. So you and me, we're not a team.

Daredevil: Just fighting the same battles.

DeWolfe: Something like that.

The next day at the Daily Bugle, Peter and Robbie Robertson (Richard T. Jones) were into latest stories and...the one with Daredevil caught his attention the most.

Peter: Say, Robbie? What's the entail of this Devil vigilantly, everyone's been talking about?

Robbie: This guy's just as mysterious as Batman. He's been leaving his initials all over the city for each criminal he's taken down. Kinda like the Carnage Killer.

Peter: At least...*yawns*...he ain't a psychopath.

Robbie: That's the only lucky thing I can say about that.

Jameson: Parker!

Both of them heard his voice and it shook them every time they heard.

Peter: That voice is...*shrugs*...remind me of...Never mind. I'll be right back...or not.

Robbie: Nice one.

So Peter walked into the office, still tired from everything that happened last night, but he willed himself together.

Peter: *yawns* What's up, J.J?

Jameson: I need you to get over to Towns Square. Wilson Fisk will be down there tonight holding a fundraiser with the chief of police over there and...and get your feet off my desk.

Peter: I'm just...just tired, that's all.

Jameson: Save it for the frats, Parker. Get 'em off.

Peter: Ok, sorry Mr. Jameson. *Pulls his legs off* I just hadn't been sleeping well lately.

Jameson: What were you doing? Dodging the Sandman? Just have your gear ready by tonight. I want a full article of Fisk and pictures by tomorrow morning.

Peter: I'm on it, Mr. Jameson. But...I been meaning to ask...News Reports have been saying stuff about a devil vigilante that's been targeting half the scum in the city...Leaving some fire symbols. Some even reported he even attacked some cops.

Jameson: What'd you get getting, Parker? You trying to say we're looking at a devil passing unholy crusade in New York? Next Breaking News: Spider-Man sells his soul to the Devil.

Peter: Why haven't we covered anything on this yet? Did anyone actually get a pic of this guy? Do we know he posses a threat to the city? Is he-

Jameson: Earth to Parker? You want to look into devils? Read the bible! Now, are you gonna get me those pics or should I fire your ass AGAIN?

Peter: *Sighs* No...no, I-I'm on it.

Back at the Parker's apartment, Rachel was on the phone talking to Carrie, while flipping channels...again.

Rachel: That sounds great, sis. How did everyone else take it with the whole future past thing, since they don't remember except you and me? Really? Ahh...that's rich. What? No. Pete's just on his routine. Although...although, that b*ch Felicia Hardy had to come back after when she attacked me...Oh no, Carrie. I'm fine, it's just...

That's when the news caught her attention and she turned up the volume.

Rachel: H-hold on a sec, Carrie.

Reporter on TV: This just in: Recent murders have been popping up around the city. Details are currently unknown, but under the circumstances have been an infested blood bath. A young woman was found dead in the middle of east Central Park where she was torn open with her insides missing. Another body was discovered in a Soho alleyway where a criminal was found torn just like the woman with his insides missing.

(Spider-Carnage's doings)

Rachel: Oh god...Carrie, can...can I call you back? Yeah. Everything's fine, I'll call you back.

That's when she hung up. Rachel had to take another look at the screen and replay the news again to observe the dead bodies that were drained to husks. It didn't take long for her to get the picture.

The symbiote was still out there.

Rachel: No...oh no no no no no...

Aunt May (Marisa Tomei): No to what?

Rachel: Huh? Oh, it's just...these murders keep happening rapidly as the months progress. It's almost like the cops don't even give a damn anymore about who gets caught in the crossfire.

Aunt May: I mean, they do have a lot of other problems and duties to attend to. They can't save everyone. Same with Spider-Man.

That statement made Rachel look down and turn off the T.V.

Rachel: I find that hard to believe. That's not the way HE normally works around HIS schedule.

Aunt May: I'm sure it is. Oh and that reminds me...Peter wanted me to ask you if you wanna come with us to Times Square this afternoon. The chief of police is holding a fundraiser there along with Wilson...fist...Fisk?

Rachel: Wilson Fisk? What's the Kingpin of crime doing at a fundraiser?

Peter: No idea.

They both looked back and saw Peter just entering the door

Aunt May: Pete, how was work?

Peter: Turns out I'll be bringing it with me. Jameson hates it when he's left out of something big.

Rachel: Guess that's why he was at the apartment last night.

Peter: Yep.

Peter then lays down on the couch, exhausted. Later in his room, Rachel told him about the new murder spree she learned and he, in return, told her about the "Devil" Vigilante.

Rachel: Wow. Sounds like there's two new players in town.

Peter: Yeah. And wonder if they're both tied to the Kingpin...somehow.

Rachel: I do know for sure that Felicia clearly is. I mean...you said yourself she had crooked cops working for her. And half of the force are on Kingpins payroll now.

Peter: Well...before Harry stopped talking to me, he told me this was Fisk's way of punishing those who bullied him as a kid. It makes sense. He eliminates his rivals with his Task Force and the city thanks him for it. He writes a few big checks and everyone looks the other way. It's bad enough he grew up in Hell's Kitchen...and trust me...It's a nasty place. I apprehended most of the "Most Wanted" there. For all we know, the Devil Vigilante was born there himself. I mean, that place begins with hell, and his title is with devil.

Rachel: It sounds close.

Peter: For now. But seriously...I'm so bummed out. I just really want to get my assignment over with, so I can spend time with you at the fundraiser.

Rachel then reaches for and takes Peters hand.

Rachel: Just take your pictures and I'm all yours.

Pete smiled.

Then we cut to a dark apartment where Matt Murdock stood in front of his Daredevil suit with his sunglasses on. At that point, he turned away and looked towards a Bullseye with mini swords hanged on them with a message saying "The Devil is mine!"

(Referring Elektra's death at the hands of Bullseye)

It then cuts to later that night as he arrived at the Fundraiser by way of a cab where Pete caught a glimpse at him.

Peter: Holy-Who's that?

Man: You must be new here. That. Is Matt Murdock.

Peter: Matt Murdoch?

Without thinking, he snapped a quick photo of him and it didn't take long for Matt to notice.

Matt: Hey. Hey, you.

Peter: oh. Uh...uh...s**t. Rachel, excuse me for a second. I have to...get my pics. Hehehehe...