Last Chapter
Matt was stunned to hear who it was. "Claire?" He asked. "Hello Matt." She says. "Wh-what are you doing here?"
"You know why I'm here Matt.
"I see your face plastered all over the news and hear that you're Hell's Kitchen's 'new hero' Matt. I'm here to check on you, you do realize that what you did was a huge risk, right?"
"Come in."
Claire walks in and he closes the door behind her. "What have you been doing this whole time, Matt?"
"I've been trying to keep a low profile."
"You can't stay here hiding, sooner or later they're going to want an explanation from you.
"Who?"
"I don't know. Maybe the citizens of Hell's Kitchen, the cops, or both."
"That's problem Claire, I can't explain what did back there. Me explaining it to them could result in a revelation or me getting arrested. How am I going to explain how a blind man was able to take down two man without seeing them?"
"I don't know Matt, you tell me?"
"Claire, I honestly don't know myself. I need some time to think about this."
"You don't have time Matt. What you did could put the people you care about in danger, there's no telling who could've figured it by now."
Claire was right, it had been hours since Foggy called him. He hasn't hadn't heard anything from caring either. He knew that they could've been busy or even be in trouble.
"You're right, they could be in trouble right now."
"Matt, what's wrong?"
"I haven't gotten call from either of my friends, they could be on danger right now. I'm sorry Claire, I have to go, stay here."
"Go ahead"
Matt went to his room, quickly got dressed,and left his apartment to go check on Karen and Foggy. As he was on his way to the office, he called. No answer, from Karen or Foggy.
That was a sign for trouble. Matt had to be vigilant when he was walking, he didn't need attention to be drawn to himself.
When Matt got to the office, no one was there. Matt could feel it in the room, something was wrong. As Matt walked forward towards his desk, he heard the loud crunch of glass underneath his shoes.
They were here, someone took Foggy and Karen. As if on cue, his burner phone started to ring. He answered the phone immediately. "What did you do to my friends?"
"Hello Matthew. I have to say, what you did was quite impressive. You fight almost as well as the Devil of Hell's kitchen. If I do say so myself."
"What did you do to them?!" He asked her furiously.
"I know you're secret Matthew, and the whole world is going to know. Let's make a deal. I'll give you your friends and your girlfriend back if you do me a favor."
Matt couldn't believe what he was hearing, she had Claire. "What are not you suggesting?" Matt asked curiously.
"Hang up the suit, superhero." Matt hesitated, he had know idea how to reply to what she was asking him to do.
Then it came to him, "No."
"What did you say?"
"I said no, I don't have to give up something that I do to protect people in order to get what I care about back. I'm going to get them back. Deal or no deal."
He told her befriend he hung up the phone.
Matt realized something, he had no where to began. Just when he thought anything else couldn't go wrong, it did. He heard a knock on the dthe, it was the cops. He didn't have time for them, he had to get to his friends.
Matt decided we would leave the place how it was and go out the window, there was no time to clean up.
First, Matt went to his apartment and put on his suit. Not the red, flashy one but his black one. In case something had happened to the suit or he started to get uncomfortable in it, he decided to have the suit get adjustments on it.
Matt then started to put a plan together. The lady on his phone, she sounded familiar, he had met her somewhere. He never dates her that's one thing he was sure of, so how did Matt meet her.
Then Matt came to a realization, the only other woman he had met besides Claire and Karen, was the lady at the art gallery.
She was with Fisk, Fisk was tooken away from her because of what Matt had done.
She wanted revenge, so she had people working for her to get to Matt. It made since now, but where could she have taken Foggy, Karen, and Claire to. It couldn't be the art gallery, that would be too convenient.
That's it, she wanted Matt to overthink it. She and him both knew how convenient it would be. It was her plan after all, she wanted him to overthink it so that she could send him on some wild goose chase.
But Matt knew better than that. By the time that Matt arrived to the gallery, it was nighttime. Matt was right about his assumptions, it was her, and she was at the gallery. Now all he had to do was find his friends and get them out of there.
Matt focused on the sounds around him, until he heard muffled voices. It was them, for sure. It didn't sound like they were in any rooms above the gallery, but below it.
Matt had to wait, he couldn't do anything right now. That would bring too much attention to himself. Right now he didn't need anymore attention, especially because he was no where near Foggy, Karen, and Claire. Matt thought it was about time he got off the roof and went into the gallery.
Matt had snuck around a sleeping guard and started to look. He made sure that he was discreet about it. Matt touch the floor below him and focused to see if he could hear any movement or any sound at all. (No pun intended).
He did hear something, some struggling, and the sound of tape trying to ripped. It was definitely them. Matt had walked down a staircase that lead to a room, a dark room. He heard the muffled voices trying to scream and then he heard four other heartbeats in the room.
It was a trap, the four people who he assumed were the other guards came running at in different directions at the same time.
They had night vision goggles on. Matt sensed there movement and dogdges all of them before they could even come close to him. Before they could realize that he was gone, they had ran into each other and knocked themselves out. Well that was pretty easy, Matt though. He expected more to happen but was grateful that his expectation didn't come true.
Still with the lights off, Matt had freed his friends and unbinded them from the chairs. Finally Matt turned the light on but before he had left his friends behind and there door wide open.
Matt made he took out every guard so that his friends could get escape without any problems. I hear the soft pattering sound of footsteps coming up the stairs and left out.
He was going to be able to distract the other guards while his friends escaped. He was glad that his friends made it out safely
He thought that for someone who was with a crazy man that she would have more experienced people helping her. The guards didn't even seem like they tried, Matt was lucky. No cuts, broken bones, or bruises tonight.
Matt left the gallery, he had only came there to help his friends. When Matt thought his night was going to end as easily as it had started, he heard something above his head.
He heard the sound of blades chopping in the air, it was a helicopter. Matt got out the way just as a light came shining down on his last hiding spot. Matt definitely had to get home, he didn't want to have a revelation or be arrested. Matt had gotten to his apartment quickly and discreetly. He took his mask off and began to a take a deep breath from his run.
"I never thought you would be him, Murdock." Matt knew whose voice that was, he just couldn't believe that they had invaded his privacy, especially someone that he thought was his friend. Matt turned around to face the familiar voice.
"I'm sorry to say this Matt, but you're under arrest."
Hope you enjoyed the fanfic! I'm thinking about making a sequel.
