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Challenge: Matt Murdock has moved to LA and is hired by Angel to be a lawyer at Wolfram & Hart. When a string of murders begin to occur throughout LA, Angel and crew are on it, not knowing that Daredevil is on it too. But when Angel is almost killed, Matt learns that his past has caught up with him. The killer is none other than his former girlfriend, now professional assassin, Elektra Natchios. (don't know if that's how you spell her last name).

Requirements:
Elektra being behind all the murders.
Elektra being hired by Eve to take out Angel. She doesn't know he's a vampire, so she uses a sai and leaves quickly.
Eve specifically tells Elektra not to kill anyone but Angel.
Angel and Daredevil getting into a fight, each thinking the other was the bad guy.
Taking place at the beginning of season 5, with Spike as a ghost.

Justice is Blind

Looking back, Matt wasn't sure what he'd found strangest about the current situation; the fact that he was going out to help stop a group of people who fought and hunted demons for a living, or the fact that he was doing so while working in a group himself.

Actually, since he'd always tried to have a belief that there was something else out there even if he'd not always been that comfortable exploring that belief in greater depth- as Father Everett had pointed out, back when he'd started out Matt had been more interested in permission than forgiveness before he realised the need for a greater line between him and his enemies-, he supposed that it was the group thing that was the real problem right now. He'd never liked the idea of fighting alongside others because there was always a chance that he'd hit his allies by accident because he wouldn't have the time to distinguish their heartbeats from those of his enemies.

Admittedly, that wouldn't be as much of a problem with Angel- he was aware of the vampire when he was moving, but the lack of a heartbeat made him distinctive in the current group-, but even that wouldn't be much help if they were dealing with multiple vampires; if what they'd told him about demons was accurate, right now his only guaranteed hope of keeping track of everyone on his side was to focus on hitting anyone down there who didn't look human and hope that nothing more complicated came up.

"You're sure you can do this?" Angel's voice asked, breaking into Matt's train of thought as they turned another corner and proceeded down the street; Matt's knowledge of Los Angeles was still a work in progress, but judging by the faint sounds of combat he could hear he had a feeling that they were coming close to their destination.

"Just let me know what's there and I'll do what I can to help out," Matt confirmed, nodding briefly at Angel as he reached up to check his glasses once again (He still felt uncomfortable wearing glasses rather than his usual mask, but if they were going up against demons Angel had made a valid point that they didn't want one of Gunn's gang attacking him by accident in case they just saw the horns before they realised that it was only a costume).

"Sure you don't need anything else?" Gunn asked. "I mean, those sticks of yours-"

"They've always done the job so far; I know how to use them, so I'll continue to use them unless you have a clear reason why I shouldn't," Matt said with a grim nod at his fellow lawyer, shortly before Angel's car came to a halt.

"All right," the vampire said- Matt wondered how long it would take him to get used to Angel's presence; now that he was aware that there was something up with the guy, the absence of Angel's heartbeat to his senses seemed almost unnerving-, as he brought the car to a halt and turned back to address the rest of the group in the car, the sound of combat faintly audible from outside the car. "From what I can see here, we've got about a dozen members of Gunn's old gang dealing with various vampires and what looks like a couple of demons. Matt, the vampires don't seem to be armed; if I have a weapon, would that help you distinguish me from them?"

"So long as you keep a hold of it, probably," Matt confirmed. "Vampires can be stopped with a wooden stake to the heart, right?"

"Decapitation would also work, but it's a bit trickier to accomplish, so I'd stick with the stake method," Gunn confirmed with a nod. "Plus, some things you might run into here can't exactly be taken out with decapitation- armoured skin, you know-, but going for the eyes with stakes is pretty much always an effective way of stopping the other guy."

"I'll... keep that in mind," Matt said, pausing for a moment before he turned in his seat slightly to better address Gunn. "If we're going to do this, I have to know now; will there be any demons there who might just be doing a job and be willing to find a way to live in this world that doesn't involve killing people?"

"Not likely," Gunn said after a few moments of silence, his heartbeat showing no signs of deception as he spoke. "The crew's been focusing on the areas where the more violent demons tend to hang out- bonus of having access to Wolfram & Hart's resources is that they represent most of the demons in the area who can't blend in enough to deal with regular law firms, so I was able to direct some of them away from the areas where the more humane demons hang out-, but I won't lie and say that there might be a few merc-like demons there..."

"Never mind," Matt said, cutting Gunn off with a firm nod. "I'll just focus on the ones who seem to be really enjoying their 'work' and take it all from there."

It wasn't a perfect plan, but with the stakes that they were possibly dealing with at the moment he didn't have the time to try and work out something more detailed. Faced with a choice between a potential demonic gang war spilling into the streets and the possibility of killing people who were just doing a job, Matt would focus on preventing the gang war first and worry about other details later.

As the car came to a stop, Matt didn't even need his enhanced hearing to be aware of the sound of violence nearby, the feral growls and roars accompanying the sounds of combat making it quickly clear that humans weren't the dominant fighters in the nearby conflict.

As Angel, Gunn and Wes opened their doors and moved into battle, Matt did the same thing, years of habit as Daredevil allowing him to quickly take in the area around him- sparing a few moments to focus on where his current allies were- before he leapt into action, the stakes his allies had provided for him quickly being used as he impaled the nearest couple of vampires.

Ignoring the slight smell of decay he sensed as the vampires collapsed into the dust that they should have been long ago, Matt quickly ducked under a blow from what seemed to be a particularly large demon before he used his stakes to impale it in the eyes, allowing himself a moment of grim satisfaction as it fell before he pulled the stakes out and ducked under a blow from another vampire.

Kicking out at the creature's chin as he rose back onto his feet, Matt followed his attack up with a quick series of punches to the vampire's face before he threw it into a box that he'd 'noticed' had been broken earlier when another demon was thrown into it; his opponent landed neatly on a wooden board that impaled it through the heart (Vampires really weren't that durable; a human could never have been stabbed with wood that easily).

In some ways, the ease with which he could kill these vampires made the current fight better and worse for him.

Ever since his confrontation with Fisk, Matt had tried to avoid using lethal force in combat, accepting his epiphany that killing all of his opponents made him fundamentally no better than his enemies no matter how much harder it made them at the same time, but given that vampires were already dead, and most demons were apparently incapable of interacting with humans in any way apart from just trying to kill them or trigger some kind of upheaval that would have killed innocent people, he could put that particular rule aside with relative ease.

On the other hand, killing people should just not be this easy; in the heat of battle, he was amazed at the mount of training the people around him must have had to avoid hitting anyone who was on their side (A few of the ones he hadn't met before seemed to get a bit edgy when they were close to Angel, but they didn't actually do anything to him)...

Once this was over, he should probably see about relocating back to New York; as much as he appreciated Angel's respect for his reputation and admired the vampire's resolve to try and use Wolfram & Hart's resources to help others, he wasn't sure he felt comfortable putting himself in this kind of position again.

Scoping the area around him with his senses, Matt was surprised to note that the violence already seemed to be dying down, and most of the human heartbeats he'd heard when he'd initially arrived on the scene- demon heartbeats tended to vary in rhythm from human ones; it was probably their different physiologies- were still going strong while several demon ones had stopped-

A particular heartbeat from a corner of the battlefield- its distance gave the impression that the individual was trying to avoid drawing attention to themselves- suddenly reached his ears, and Matt froze.

Even amid the chaos surrounding him, he would recognise that heartbeat anywhere; for those few, brief moments that he had spent wrapped in the arms of the person whose heart beat in that manner, it had become irrevocably imprinted on his memory in a manner that nothing could ever erase.

"Elektra!" he yelled out, looking urgently in her approximate direction, his radar-like hearing quickly allowing him to focus on the 'sight' of a young woman dressed in such tight clothing that his radar senses allowed him to almost 'see' her in a way he hadn't 'seen' anyone since the first, last and only night they'd spent together, sai daggers in each hand as she advanced through the combat around her, her attention seemingly focused on Angel.

For a moment after Matt had spoken, the figure was still before it turned to face him, Matt already reaching up to remove his makeshift mask-

The sound of a sudden grunt of pain behind him prompted Wesley to quickly stake the vampire to his left as he turned around to look at the source of the noise, his gaze quickly taking in the unconscious form of Matt Murdock, lying on the ground as a creature that looked like a Fyarl demon stood over him, fists raised as though it was about to bring them down. For a moment Wesley could only stare in horror as the Fyarl raised its fists in preparation for a blow clearly intended to shatter Matt's skull- Wesley was too far away to reach his new friend in time and neither Angel or Gunn were close enough to reach him-, but then something swift and shining seemed to fly around the demon's neck before his body hit the ground, his head rolling away to the side soon after.

The Fyarl's remains had barely reached the ground before Wesley saw the figure who had to be the reason for the vampire's sudden collapse. The new figure was an extremely fit-looking woman dressed in a tight red outfit with long dark hair, a tight red 'scarf' tied around her mouth and nose that left only her vivid eyes exposed, two sharp sai daggers in each hand and a dark symbol on her chest that resembled a bloody handprint.

"Oh my God..." Wesley whispered, his eyes widening in realisation as he looked at the woman with renewed interest.

He'd heard of this cult, of course, but even among Watchers they were generally assumed to be more of a myth than a reality; the idea that he was facing a trained warrior of the Hand themselves...

Before he could say anything to this woman, she had turned around, thrown a dagger in another direction, and vanished just as Wesley heard a strangled yell of pain from a voice he recognised despite its current apparent 'handicap'.

"Angel!" he yelled, hurrying in the direction of the voice, noting in relief that most of the fighting had stopped now; the only people still standing were Gunn's old associates- even if most of them were looking sceptically at Gunn's new suit- and Gunn himself, all of whom were looking at Angel with certain degrees of anxiety. The vampire had a large dagger sticking into the side of his neck, blood leaking from his lips as his mouth opened in a silent scream of pain, but after the wound Wesley had seen Angel sustain in the first fight with the Beast he was fairly certain that this wouldn't be enough to put Angel down for good; he'd be in pain, but give him a few hours of silence and a decent amount of blood and he'd recover eventually.

"Get him to the car," he said, looking grimly up at Gunn.

"Matt?" Gunn asked.

"Unconscious, but nothing serious; I'll get him back myself and we can check them over back at the office," Wesley replied, grimly making a note to try and find out what he could find about that symbol as soon as he was sure his friends were going to be all right.

If he was right about that symbol's origins, it would account for Matt's theory that the person targeting Angel was this 'Elektra' person he'd mentioned; the only question was whether what he was going to read would help him find the answers they needed, rather than just what would be interesting in this current mess...

As the group began to carry Angel and Matt back to the car, the dark-clad figure with the handprint on her chest could only stare in silent confusion at the sight in front of her.

Who was her target if he could keep moving after two such decisive wounds to the body?

And what the hell had that thing with the horns been?

And that man... the man who'd spoken to her... the man who'd used a name that she recognised without knowing how she recognised it...

She felt that she should be able to make a connection between that name and the man, but she just couldn't place it; every time she tried to concentrate, she just felt this frustrating headache...

After a few moments of silence, she shook that thought off and stood back up, intent on getting on with business; she had to confirm her target's fate, and if she hadn't completed her task yet, she'd need to figure out another way to kill him.

If her masters in the Hand were going to extend their influence into this part of the world, they agreed with their contact's recommendation; they were going to need to prove themselves to Wolfram & Hart before they could get any real respect, and what better way to do that than to eliminate someone with the kind of reputation that this 'Angel' possessed?