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"Why bring him here?" An elderly white-haired man asked in Japanese as he and Elektra glanced towards Matt, who was unconscious in bed. "All our leaders have perished. And you turn your back on them? He's your enemy…"

"He tried to save me." Elektra said with pleading eyes. "It would be wrong of me to turn my back on him. All I'm asking is a sanctuary until he fully recovers."

"And then what?" The elderly man asked as Elektra hesitated and the man scoffed at seeing the look in her eyes. "Sentiment. You haven't changed at all. I wonder what Stick saw in you." He closed the door as Elektra glowered. She wanted to snap the man's neck but she needed his help in nursing Matt back to health.

Few months ago, New York City

The explosion knocked both of them into an underground sewer as the water washed them at the waterfront. Matt was severely injured but Elektra's injuries weren't as serious due to the Hand's augmentations but still, she was weakened after the explosion as she managed to get up on her feet and Matt slowly lost consciousness.

Elektra got up on her feet, ignoring the pain she was in and trying to recover before she noticed Matt next to her and then, an Asian man approached them both.

"Black Sky." The man said as he knelt down. "I saw the explosion of the building. Are our leaders alright?"

Elektra considered. The Hand still belonged to her…

Matt was unconscious in bed as Elektra was talking with a group of men in some nursery.

"Why should we care about the Devil? He is the enemy of the Hand…"

"It is my will." Elektra ordered. "It is the will of the Black Sky. Your leaders have perished in Midland Circle. Do you wish to disobey me?" She challenged with a death glare and venom in her tone, daring the man to disobey her and he paled, not trying to test her as he shook his head in fear and understanding.

"We shall do as you ask, Black Sky."

For weeks, Elektra and the remaining servants of the Hand, who were at her command were nursing Matt to health, as he was still unconscious as she was considering what to do next. The leaders of the Hand have perished in Midland Circle. Stick and most of the Chaste members have been wiped out. But there was one person she thought of, who might help.

One day, Elektra was spending the day at Matt's bedside. Most of the days were like that, sometimes she'd go outside for fresh air, consider her next step and what to do with the Hand's assets at her disposal and what would happen after Matt would wake up, and if he could ever forgive her for what she had done… that was until she turned around and saw three of the Hand's servants looking at her with a murdering glare, which only infuriated her.

"What really happened in Midland Circle?" One of the men demanded in Japanese.

"The Chaste's allies fought back and killed your leaders." Elektra said coldly, not in mood for fight or facing their disobedience. "I am taking over…"

"Lie." Another man said and Elektra tensed. "We have heard what happened. You executed one of our leaders and took over and then you wanted to throw away our goal for the Devil. For love. And then because of you, our group has been shattered."

"You are not worthy of calling yourself Black Sky." Another man pulled out his sword as he attacked but Elektra dodged and hit him in the throat before kicking him in the leg, knocking him down. Another one pulled out a pair of Kamas but Elektra grabbed his hands and disarmed him of one of his weapons before slicing his throat and throwing the Kama at another one, hitting him in the heart as he fell down. Then, she grabbed the one she had knocked down by his throat before there was a 'crack' as Elektra let go of the lifeless body and sighed.

"So much for loyal servants." Elektra said before she heard footsteps as an elderly man limping with a cane approached her as she sighed. "You're late."

"I'm retired, Ellie. And a cripple, if you have forgotten." The elderly man said. "Besides, I thought I would be the last person you would ask for help. You slaughtered most of our brothers and sisters. And you were there, when they expelled me."

"I wouldn't be calling you if it wasn't important or if I had any other choice left, Izo-sensei." Elektra said.

"If it wasn't Stick's golden boy, I'd say 'no'." The man said. "But I had to see for myself."

Izo approached Matt, who was unconscious in bed. "Poor Matty. I'm surprised he's still alive."

"Honestly, I don't think he intended on making it out alive with me." Elektra said. "He expected that both of us would die there."

"You look more peachy than he does." Izo said, eying Elektra.

"If you intend to kill me, you will regret it." Elektra warned.

"Honestly, I care very little about Chaste." Izo said, scoffing in disgust. "Bunch of narrow-minded idiots. And where did it all get them?"

"I'd appreciate if you would help me nurse him. Please." Elektra said.

"One condition." Izo said. "As soon as the boy gets on his feet, you will leave me in peace, once and for all."

Elektra nodded in understanding.

Present, elsewhere

Matt opened his eyes again, wondering if he was dreaming but he could swear that before he passed out, he felt touch of Elektra's hands and heard her voice. It made him wonder, whether he was in Heaven or not… but he was sure that Heaven would smell and sound differently than having a smell of trees and sound of birds and rustling of leaves but it was all a bit muffled.

"Where… where am I…" Matt whispered before he realized he was partially deaf as he put his finger into his right ear. "My right ear… I can't…"

"Calm down, Matthew." Izo said. "You should rest."

"Where… where am I… who are you?" Matt asked, sensing the man sitting next to him but realizing his hearing had been damaged in the explosion at Midland Circle.

"My name is Izo." Izo said. "You and I have a mutual… acquaintance, you might say. Your late master."

"Stick?" Matt whispered before the realization hit him. "But… I thought that all members of the Chaste…"

"All current members have been eliminated." Izo corrected. "I was expelled years ago because of…" He paused. "You might call it "different opinions on methods"." Matt realized what did he mean because while his senses weren't still 100%, he could smell the stench of alcohol from Izo. "After that, I thought, "Stick and his friends can kiss my ass with their war. Their shortsightedness shall be their undoing." So, I cut all ties."

"Why did you save me, then?" Matt questioned.

"Elektra did." Izo corrected and suddenly, he had Matt's full attention.

"Elektra… is she…"

"She's out there buying supplies, don't worry." Izo assured him as Matt sighed.

"You have no idea what's happened, do you?"

"Actually, I have some idea." Izo said. "I know what happened in New York and the outcome frankly surprised me. And I kept finding myself asking, "Why shouldn't I kill Elektra for killing my comrades? Why should I care for Stick's golden boy?" When she reached out, you know what Ellie told me?" Matt could guess. ""Keep wallowing yourself in booze and pity and seclusion and you'll end up dying with nothing in your hands. Come with me and you might not have to live empty-handed again." She hasn't changed at all. Brutal honesty and no nonsense."

Matt laughed softly. Guess there was still a part of the woman he still loves, deep down there, somewhere. He groaned as he got up in his feet. "Take it easy, Matthew." Matt tried to throw a punch but Izo dodged and knocked Matt on the ground as Matt groaned in pain. "Stick was right. You are stubborn as a mule. You still need to recover."

Matt groaned again as Izo let him go. "I will let you two catch up."

Elektra entered with a bag of food and medicine. "What did you do to him?"

"I just learned that you and him share Stick's stubbornness." Izo said coldly, walking away as Matt sat on the floor with a blank expression on his face and Elektra looked at him with pity before giving Izo a murderous glare, willing to kill him if something serious would have happened to Matt.

"I am glad that you still have your spirit, Matthew." Elektra said.

Matt said nothing for a moment as one thing kept on running around in his mind. "You were willing to let me die back there in Midland Circle. Why did you save me?"

Elektra sighed, realizing that this was going to be a long conversation.

Elsewhere

A Japanese woman was in some training room, swishing her swords around before she dropped them and threw needles and knives at dummies, hitting the targets with pinpoint accuracy before another man entered, eating an apple as the woman threw a knife, knocking the apple off his hand as it was pinned to a wall.

"I told you I did not want to be disturbed." The woman said in Japanese.

"I have some news, my lady. Black Sky seems to have survived. But… she… it seems that she killed our messengers. They were found somewhere in forests in San Francisco." The messenger said.

"I see. Do you have any clues why was our leadership buried underneath the rubble?" The woman questioned.

"No." The man replied. "But… Izo is alive."

The woman scoffed. "That drunk fool? We'll take care of him later. Any other updates?"

"Someone purchased a corpse of a former Iron Fist. He reached out to Orson Randall. The buyer seems to be a former member of K'un-L'un and he has associated himself with daughter of one of our former servants. Joy Meachum. Daughter of Harold Meachum. They are delivering the corpse to New York City as we speak." The man said.

The woman considered. "The city is currently under the protection of the current Iron Fist and Bakuto's prodigy, correct?"

"Yes." The man nodded as the woman considered.

"Keep me posted. There shall be no direct interference. Only observation. Keep an eye on both sons of K'un-L'un. And do not engage Black Sky until I say otherwise."

New York City

"Who the hell is that other hooded creep with the glowing fist?" One of the thugs in the streets asked.

"Gosh, be glad he's not Daredevil, with him it's like there's nowhere to run or hide. This other guy, I ain't too scared, I managed to outrun him twice now." The other thug said before another one looked up to see a figure in yellow hood and red and black mask.

"Isn't that…"

"Hey, Devil, you and the fist guy came to finish us off?"

The masked man threw a knife, hitting the thug in his throat as he fell down, dead. The other two thugs ran away as the masked figure jumped down from above and threw two more knives, one of them hitting one of the thugs in the head and another one in the knee as he stumbled before he turned around to face the masked man.

"Daredevil?"

"No. I'm not Daredevil." The masked man shook his head before pulling out a Kama and executing the thug.

Author's Note:

Master Izo was a member of the Chaste in comic books and I am partly getting inspiration by the comic books. Imagine he's being played by Terrence Stamp, who played Stick in Elektra 2005 film (but God, that film was so lame)

If the character at the end is giving you a vibe of Prometheus from Arrow, it is supposed to and all I will reveal that he is a comic book character from Daredevil comic books with my own spin on him in this story and he will stir up a lot of trouble. And also, the Japanese woman is also a comic book character from Marvel Comics and she will be among the main villains of this story alongside the villains from Iron Fist and Daredevil.

So, what do you guys think?

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