A/N: Hmm…I am running out of things to write in my Author's Notes. Why did this never occur to me? WHY DAMN IT? WHY? Anyway, sorry you had to hear that, I've finally got the links I mentioned in my last story up on my profile. For some reason, the links to ages to upload, sorry for the inconvenience. I'll see you at the bottom.
- Later, Eddie's Apartment -
Eddie closed his bedroom window behind him as he snuck back inside his room. He quickly disrobed from his Phobia costume, put it back in its bag and hid it under the bed. He quickly changed into some jeans and a navy V-Neck, before heading out of his room and into the kitchen. Halfway through making a sandwich, he heard frantic talking from the living room. He stood outside, peeping through the crack in the door and listening intently. He saw his mother, Andrea, talking to somebody on the phone. Laid out on the table in front of her was a sea of papers, each with the words 'FINAL NOTICE' stamped on in red ink.
"Listen, I'm good for the money, I can pay the bills. Just give me more time, please?" she begged, her voice cracking as she spoke. Eddie went over to the phone screwed onto the wall in the kitchen and held it to his ear, eavesdropping.
"I'm sorry Miss Strach, but your rent payments were due months ago. And if you can't pay them by the end of the week, I'll be forced to evict you" a male voice on the other end explained. Eddie heard his mother gasp on the other end of the line.
"What? No, please, you can't. I have a son; he's still in school. You can't do this, you have to give me more time" Andrea begged, Eddie could tell she would start crying soon as the man on the other end sighed.
"Okay, I can give you till next month. But that's the longest I can give you, you must have the money by then or else" the man replied. Eddie could hear his mother silently sobbing.
"Th-thank you" she sniffed.
"Goodbye Miss Strach" the man said, second before Eddie heard the dial tone. He placed the phone back on its stand, only to hear his mother sobbing in the other room. He went inside and sat down beside her, offering a shoulder to cry on. She accepted it straight away, drenching his upper sleeves. He put an arm around her and brushed a strand of brunette hair behind her ear.
"I'll get us out of this, mom. I don't care what it takes, I promise" he thought to himself, as his mother emptied her tear ducts.
- Daybreak High School, Science Class, The Next Day -
(MUST'VE READ JCPablo's deviantART STORY TO UNDERSTAND THIS. LINKS ON MY PROFILE)
Eddie placed on his goggles as Mr. Andre wrote the instructions for the dissection of the frog on the board.
"Okay, now remember kids, if you ever get stuck, ask me for help. You may begin," he announced, allowing the classroom to be filled with whispered conversations. Eddie rolled his eyes and slowly lowed his scalpel to the frog's belly, but before he could penetrate its slimy flesh, he felt a tapping on his shoulder from behind him. He turned to face another student; he had spiked up brown hair and wore a dark blue, button-up shirt with a crimson plaid pattern, jeans and black converses. Eddie was still confused as to why he was over here.
"Um…can I help you…" he asked, trying to remember his name.
"H-Harper, my partner isn't here today, so Mr. Andre told me to pair up with you. Are you working alone?" Harper asked, grinning slightly. Little did he know that ever since 5th Grade, Eddie had ALWAYS worked alone in Science Class.
"Sure, put on your goggles and join in" Eddie replied. Harper placed on the goggles he'd brought with him and stood beside him. As the lesson went on, Eddie and Harper started talking, it turned out that they both had a lot in common. They had the same interest in bands, video games, comic books and science. It was a mystery why they hadn't met in the first place.
"So, what happened to your partner?" Eddie asked, realising why they were working together in the first place.
"Oh, for some reason she's been missing from school. Its kinda' weird" Harper replied, making Eddie raise and eyebrow.
"How is it weird?" he asked again.
"Well…the night before she stopped coming to school…her dad died" Harper explained gravely. Eddie raised his eyebrows in shock.
"So, nobody knows where she is?" he asked for a third time.
"Exactly, but there is somebody who might know. She had a friend, Sarah, on the same night her dad died; she was in a car accident. She was a little wrecked, but the last I heard, she was alive" Harper explained. Eddie nodded, interested in the topic.
"Wait, what was your partners name?" he asked once again.
"Uh…Charlotte. Charlotte Varonis. Don't tell anyone, but I kinda have a crush on her" Harper exclaimed, blushing slightly. Eddie chuckled.
"Sly bastard" he replied, receiving a playful punch on the arm from Harper.
- Later, New York City Downtown Hospital -
The receptionist glanced up from her computer as Eddie headed to her desk.
"Hi, I'm looking for a girl named Sarah. She was in a car accident," he said, making her look to her computer for information.
"She's in Room 12" the receptionist replied with a smile. Eddie thanked her and made his way down the corridor. Once he reached the room, he headed inside to find her watching a TV screwed into the wall. She didn't notice him until he slammed the door behind him, making her jump. Her hair was as dark as night and she had stitches to the side of her forehead. They stood in silence for a few seconds before Sarah broke it.
"Who are yo-wait, you're Eddie, right? You started dating that new girl?" she asked.
"That's me, I thought I'd stop by. So, what exactly happened to you?" he replied, pulling up a chair next to her hospital bed.
"Oh, well, I was walking home from school and I heard a weird beeping noise. My phone was switched off, but I could still hear it nearby. I looked underneath a car and saw a bomb, an ACTUAL bomb. I started running, but I got caught in the blast. I woke up in here the day after" Sarah explained whilst Eddie listened intriguingly.
"What about your friend? Do you know what happened to her?" he asked in response.
"Who, Charlotte? I don't really know, the police were here when I woke up, they said they were looking for her. They think she's the one who planted the bombs on her dad car and the one which nearly killed me," Sarah explained.
"Let me guess, Charlotte's not the kind of person to do that?" Eddie asked.
"Exactly, I tried telling them that, but they said she had the most obvious alibi. Her mom had died the night before when them two buildings came down," Sarah continued. Eddie remembered that night perfectly; he saw it whilst patrolling the streets as Phobia.
"Do you have any idea where Charlotte could be?" he asked.
"Not a clue, it was nice talking to you though Eddie. You seem like a nice guy once people get to know you, me and Charlotte always used to watch you in the cafeteria" Sarah finished, making Eddie's eyes widen.
"Really?" he asked, almost amazed.
"Uh-huh. Charlotte had the biggest crush on you before you met Clea" Sarah said. Eddie chuckled slightly.
"Well, see you, Sarah" he said, making her wave goodbye as he exited her room.
"Strach, you've still got a way with the ladies" he said to himself before heading back down the corridor.
"Mental Note: NEVER say that again" he thought to himself.
- Later -
Batman typed furiously as searched for a lead on Phobia's identity. So far, he had no evidence, no DNA and those fake gloves and gas canisters he'd made were wiped clean of fingerprints. He was smarter than they thought. Suddenly, a voice blared from his radio headset.
"Cat to Bat, Cat to Bat, do you copy Bat? Over" Catwoman's voice asked jokingly.
"What is it, Catwoman?" Batman replied in his usual tough guy voice.
"Any leads on Phobia? I'm freezing my ass off out here" Catwoman asked, sounding annoyed.
"Same here" Daredevil's voice sounded afterwards. Batman rolled his eyes.
"I'm looking as hard as I can. Only call in if you find anything on Phobia" he replied, sounding annoyed.
"Over and out" Catwoman said.
"Ditto" Daredevil finished. Batman continued typing, only to be interrupted by another voice.
"Uh…hello? Is anybody there?" the frail teenage voice asked, making Batman's eyebrows rise.
"Who is this?" he asked, concerned.
"This is…wait, is that you Batman? It's Raven, remember?" the voice asked in response.
"Oh, Raven. I was wondering when you'd find the radio headset" Batman replied.
"What's the headset for?" Raven asked.
"For emergencies. If you ever need help, call and either me, Catwoman or Daredevil will come to assist you. That and if you have anything on Phobia?" Batman finished.
"Wait, you're looking for Phobia?" Raven asked.
"Yes, we need to stop him from using the fear toxin" Batman explained.
"Well, I know who he is" Raven replied, making Batman's heart skip a beat.
"What?" he replied instantly.
"Look, I can't tell you everything now, where can I meet you?" Raven asked.
"I have a Safehouse in an old apartment building near the docks. You know where it is?" Batman asked in response.
"I'll find you tomorrow morning, over and out" Raven finished.
- Hell's Kitchen -
Catwoman leaped across another alleyway and onto the next building ahead of her. The wind blew against her face, making her feel like she was flying. But as she noticed the crimson-clad vigilante gazing out over city, she slowed down as she reached the same rooftop. She headed over to him, a look bewilderment plastered on her face. It was when she reached him that she saw he wasn't wearing his mask.
"How's the search going?" he asked, not even turning his head. Catwoman stood beside him, looking out at the same landscape. The skyscrapers, the lights, everything the metropolis had to offer.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Daredevil asked, still focused on the skyline.
"Yeah, it's ama-wait, I thought you were blind?" Catwoman asked curiously, making Daredevil turn to face her.
"Still true, but I remember this view from when I was a kid. I hope it hasn't changed much," he said, looking back out to the skyline.
"I know what you mean, you should see Gotham from places like this. They're almost similar, but they seem more familiar" Catwoman said, making Daredevil raise his eyebrows.
"Wow, I never figured Catwoman as a poet," he said as she gazed into his glazed eyes.
"I never figured Daredevil as a blind guy" she responded, giving him a pat on the ass and making him jolt slightly. He grinned at her.
"Didn't see that comin' did you?" Catwoman joked. They both laughed about it for a few minutes, but when they calmed down, they turned to each other.
"It's nice talking to somebody who understands you" Daredevil said, turning his whole body to face Catwoman.
"Yeah, somebody who knows what you've lost" she replied, doing the same, also taking a step towards him.
"Somebody who knows what it's like being alone" he said, also slowly heading towards her.
"Somebody who feels the same way about those creeps who walk the streets" she said, their faces were now just inches apart.
"Somebody…" Daredevil trailed off as his face moved closer to Catwoman's.
"Somebody…" she repeated as their lips finally connected. The two vigilantes, the cat and devil, the black and the red, standing together on that rooftop, his arms inched around her waist as hers reached around his neck. Through his radar sense, he could hear her heart beating erratically. Soon, her kissing became harder, her tongue exploring the inner workings of his mouth as she pushed herself against him. Until finally, he realised what he was doing and pulled away, not wanting the kiss to end. As he did so, a look of hurt appeared on Catwoman's face.
"I…I'm sorry. I was…I didn't…I have to go" Daredevil tried to explain, pulling his mask back on and heading away. But before he could go any further, a leather-gloved hand reached out and stopped him. He turned to face her; he could see tears brimming in her eyes through his radar sense.
"Please, don't go. Stay with me" she asked, her voice breaking. Daredevil could tell she meant it, he could tell if anybody meant anything. He reached out and removed her leather helmet; allowing shoulder length, black hair to fall freely. He reached up a gloved hand and brushed a strand behind her ear, making her smile.
"I'll stay with you" he replied, pulling her back in for more. The two kissed passionately as the night continued, even the stars seemed to shine brighter.
A/N: Wow, I am good. Maybe too good. I hope not. Anyway, remember, the links for JCPablo's story are on my profile. Laters readers.