Author's Note: I want to thank all that have read this. I want to thank Ghouse89 and Makokam for their advice. Thanks dudes. My last 2 chapters have pretty quick, but I'm going to try to slow this one down. This may also be a little darker in tone. BTW I'm going to make Dave a little more of a badass, not enough to make him even with Mindy, but enough where he is respected. The song for this is "Pain" by Three Days Grace.

Dave awoke the morning after the concert with a headache, and realized he had to go to work. Dave had a job as a stock-boy at Atomic Comics. With all the money Mindy and himself had amassed he didn't really need it, but it helped with appearances. He got out of bed, and stumbled to the shower. He made sure to check his wound, as he didn't want an infection. He climbed under the hot water, and reflected the past few days of his life. He had admitted his love for Mindy, and she had reciprocated fully. It was 13 more days until her birthday, so Dave had to try to think up some sort of romantic shit to do.

Mindy was waking up at the same time in the apartment Marcus, and herself shared after her father's death. Thinking of her father still made her sad, even though he had died two years ago. The happiest thing in her life was her relationship with Dave. After she had spent the night he had sent Katie packing after confessing of his love for Mindy. Truth be told Mindy had liked Dave for a while, but she hadn't ilike/i liked him until a few days ago. When he told her he loved her, she knew she loved him as well.

Mindy got out bed, and walked into her bathroom. Her hair still had pink, and purple dye in it from when she fixed it for the concert. She sighed as she knew some of the girls she knew where bound to ask questions. Maybe she should've told them to fuck off, but she tried to make friends her own age, for Marcus' sake anyway. She dressed in a similar skirt like the one worn last night, her purple Chuck Taylor's, and a HIM t-shirt. She liked HIM because they were the only love metal band she had heard of, plus the heartagram was badass.

She walked into the kitchen to find Marcus sitting there, about to go into work himself.

"How was the concert?"

"What?"

"I said how was the concert."

"I can't hear you, the speakers were too loud." Marcus just sighed as Mindy grabbed a bottle of water, and walked to the door. Before she walked out she turned to Marcus.

"I was just messing with ya, it was awesome, love you, bye." Mindy walked down the steps, and to her surprise saw Dave sitting there in a car.

"Dave, dude what are doing?"

"I just thought I'd drive you to school."

"Where'd you get the car?" Mindy looked it over, as she realized it was a Chevy Impala like the one from her and Dave's favorite TV show Supernatural.

"My dad actually found it for me, it was actually pretty cheap."

"It's pretty badass, almost too badass for a douche like you." Dave grinned.

"Hop in."

Dave and Mindy arrived at school without incident. Mindy exited the car, and went to the driver's to say goodbye to Dave. A girl Mindy knew walked up to her.

"Hi, Mindy."

"Oh, hey Meg."

"Who's that, your brother?"

"Who, him?" Meg nodded as Dave grinned. Since Atomic Comics didn't have a very strinct dress code, or anything like that, Dave had his hair still in a devilock, and he had on an Iron Maiden shirt. Should I tell the truth, she thought to herself. Fuck it.

"No, thats Dave, my boyfriend." Meg gasped as Mindy leaned into the window, and gave Dave a kiss.

"Wow, is he really your boyfriend?"

"Hell yeah."

"He's cute, but a little scary." Mindy scoffed, Dave wasn't scary, was he?

"How is Dave scary?"

"His hair, and that zombie thing on his shirt, plus he didn't talk." Mindy stifled a chuckle as her friend described the immortal Eddie the Head as a zombie thing.

"Let's just get to class."

Dave pulled his car in front of the store, and made sure it was locked. He didn't want it stolen by some asshole. He walked in the store, and was greeted by the manager, Mr Riggs.

"Morning, Mr Riggs."

"I've told you to call me Doyle a million times, Dave."

"Okay, Doyle."

"We got a shipment from DC in last night, and we are expecting the one from Marvel tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll get to work." Doyle looked at Dave while he worked. Dave was working a little faster than he normally would. Instead of looking at each new comic, he would just put it in it's proper place and move on. Doyle reckoned it might be a girl he was hurrying for. Probably that blonde he was with the other day, when Dave kicked the shit out of that asshole that was screwing with the customers.

Dave worked as fast as he could without messing up when he heard a soft cough behind him. Hoping, irrationally, it might be Mindy, he was disappointed to find Katie.

"Hello Dave." Dave glared at her coldly, and gave a curt nod.

"Dave, why did you really leave me for that little weirdo, are you into younger girls?"

"No Katie, I left you for Mindy, because I love her, I don't judge people on the way they were raised. I told you the truth. Mindy knows simply wishing for the best in everybody won't work. You almost got me killed, went you sent me that email to take care of Rasul. I know you thought I might've been a little more experianced, but you must've known he wouldn't take it well. Mindy saved my life that night. So I belive I have answered your question. By the way, I will never forgive you for what you called Mindy." Katie nodded sadly, and walked off. Dave knew it would be a week or two before she found the next jock-with-a-cock, and forgot about Kick Ass and Hit Girl.

Doyle noticed the exchange, and walked over to talk to Dave.

"Dude, what was that about?" Being called "dude" by a 30-something was a little weird, but Dave replied.

"She was my girlfriend until about three days ago."

"Trying to win you back?"

"Something like that."

"Take this advice Dave, find a good one, and hold on to her forever. If I had done that maybe I wouldn't be a single, 36 year old guy, living out of his mother's basement." Dave looked startled, he would have swore Doyle had a wife.

"Really?" Doyle saw the perplexed expression and Dave's face, and started to laugh.

"No, I'm married."

"Okay, I had better get to work, it's supposed to rain today, and if my girlfriend has to walk home in it she'll kill me." Doyle chuckled as he walked away at what he was sure was a joke. Dave only wished it was.

Mindy sat in History class, bored out of her skull. She looked out the window at the rain slashing down. If Dave isn't here to pick me up I'll kill him, she thought. She knew it would not be enjoyable to walk kome in that. After Meg had told everyone about Dave, Mindy had been pestered with questions about him. Is he emo? Fuck no. Has he slept with you yet? Yes and no. Have you guys had sex? No. Mindy knew she was lucky she wasn't being asked questions by the principal, or teachers, or something. She kept daydreaming off to her birthday, when she and Dave would consumate their relationship. Still 13 days was a while. History finally ended, and Mindy only had one more class until school was out.

Her last class of the day was Computers. Like they didn't know how to use the already. Mostly she just sat in there and played games, or read fanfiction. The class always went by quick, and soon it was time to leave. The halls were now jammed as all the students were trying to leave at the same time. Finally they cleared, and as Mindy walked out the door into the rain the elements made it impossible for her to see a dark shape come up behind her, and inject her with a vial of somekind. Mindy felt the briefest moment of pain as darkness overtook her.

Luckily Dave was looking right at her, and saw the shape. He leapt out of the car and ran toward her. He gabbed a shrukien from his pocket, and flung it at the fleeing figure. He heard a curse, but could not spare a moment to finish the bastard, because Mindy was turning alarmingly pale, and cold. Dave carefully, but quickly picked her up, and put her in the car. The nearest hospital was about ten miles from here. Dave threw the car in gear, and slammed the gas to the floor.

"Beep" What was that? "Beep" Again? "Beep" Mindy slowly, and painfully open her eyes to the sound of the beeps, and a quiet sobbing. She painfully turned her head to the sound. She saw a rather dishelved looking Dave sitting in the hospital chair, crying.

"Dave?" she croaked out painfully, her voice not much more than a wisper. Dave looked up, and cahnges on his face went from sad, happy, angry, and happy again. Angry? Had she read that look right?

"Mindy, you're awake."

"Water." Dave stumbled out of the room for a minute to get the doctor, and water. This left Mindy alone with her thoughts. She must have been poisoned. There was only one person who would do that. Red Mist, aka (to Mindy and Dave at least) Chris D'Amico. The son of mob boss Frank D'Amico, whom Dave had disposed of with a bazooka.

But how would Red Mist know who she was, and did he know who Dave was? These questions would have to wait as Dave returned with the doctor, and Jack and Marcus.

"Hello young lady, how are you feeling?" .

"I've felt better."

"Well don't worry, the kind of poison that was used is deadly, but the recovery is shockingly rapid."

"Thanks, doc." Mindy heard the doctor and Marcus talking, and she let sweet sleep overtake her.

Dave looked down at Mindy's peaceful, sleeping form, and vowed to whoever would listen that he would sent that assassin screaming to hell, and that he wouldn't go alone. Dave knew only one thing could've happened. Chris D'Amico had somehow found out who they were. Dave knew what he had to do. As much as he wanted to stay with Mindy, his desire to avenge his angel was stronger. He knew Kick Ass couldn't be involved in this. He told Marcus, and his dad that he had to go home to change. In a way that was true. On the anniversary of Damon Macready's death a year ago, Mindy had given Dave one of his spare Big Daddy costumes, armor plates and all. She had wanted him to maybe continue his legacy after he had outgrown Kick Ass.

Dave walked up the steps to his house, opened the door, and trudged up to his room. There was a locked trunk under his bed. He opened it with the key he kept under the mattress, and pulled out the costume piece by piece. Dave picked up the mask, and as if speaking to Damon.

"I'll kill them all, I will sent that bastard to hell, with Red Mist right behind him."

Mindy awoke again a few hours later.

"Where's Dave?" Jack spoke up.

"I called him about thirty minutes ago and he said would be here in about an hour."

"Good."

30 minutes earlier:

Big Daddy 2 was currently hold the shirt collar of a once important enforcer.

"WHERE IS D'AMICO?" Dave screamed in his best Christian Bale/Dark Knight growl. The man he was holding wimpered, and sobbed.

"I don't know!"

"Then you are of no use to me." Big Daddy threw the man down, and pointed his handgun at him. The man cried.

"Wait, wait, I do know something."

"WHAT?" The man wimpered again as a reek filled the room, and stain appeared on the front of his pants.

"An old pal of mine, who used to work for the D'Amicos, said something about Chris coming back from California, re-hiring and old employee, to assassinate somebody."

"Who?" Big Daddy growled out.

"I don't know, but I know where he was supposed to stay."

"Where?"

"If I tell you will you let me go?"

"Yes."

"It's an old appartment building, on the corner of 5th and Cresent, apartment number 13."

"Thank you." Big Daddy pulled back the slide on the pistol. The man cowered.

"You said you'd let me go."

"I lied." Big Daddy pulled the trigger, and watched with some detachment as the brains went flying.

In an inside pocket, he felt his phone go off. He reached into his pocket.

"Hello?"

"Dave?"

"Hi, dad."

"When will you come back."

"I'll be there in about an hour."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye." Dave hung up the phone, and looked at what he had just done. The rational side of him rebelled at such carnage. But the other side told him to get revenge on those that had hurt Mindy. Dave raced home so he could change, and be with Mindy at the hospital.

He changed clothes, and as he rooted around in the fridge for a coke, he noticed a fifth of Jack Daniels. What the hell, he thought, I'm trying to forget anyway. He opened the bottle and took a long swig, it was terrible, so he washed it down with more.

Mindy awoke to a loud bump, and a furious "shhhh" noise. She opened her eyes, and saw Dave standing there looking at her.

"Hey, Mindy, you're awake." Mindy noticed a slight slur, and he was wobbling a little. Oh, shit.

"Dave, are you drunk?"

"No, hey look what I got." He turned his back to her, and lifted his shirt. A not quite finished tattoo was on his back.

"Dave, back up a little, I can't see it." Dave backed up until he was right beside her, with his back to her. As she studied the tattoo her drug addled mind realized what it was. It was Hit Girl, or rather, it was her. Dave had got shit-bag wasted, and gotten a tattoo of her.

Dave suddenly fell.

"Oh shit." He fell on his face and made a loud groan.

"I'll kill you, floor, after a nap." Mindy chuckled, and realized that although she was in a hospital, Dave was there with her. Even if he was shitfaced.

Author's Note: That was the third chapter. I hope you enjoyed Dark Dave, Don't worry though, Mindy will have to "save his sorry ass" so to speak. Again, reviews are helpful, feel free to throw out ideas. As usual, I own nothing.