Matt had been listening for half an hour with his enhanced hearing in a hidden part outside the warehouse where he had worked out that Fisk might be. He planned to wait until Fisk left the building and ambush the guards which were in and outside. Claire had given him a pill that was meant to slow him down so he wouldn't go too far and possibly kill any of them. It had also helped him to get rid of some of his adrenaline fuelled anger. Sadly it was only temporary. He couldn't wait until he used the antidote to finally rid himself of this horrible drug. He only wished to take down Fisk his own way. The Daredevil way.

Matt's ears picked up on something being said outside and he began to concentrate. A guard from the inside had came outside to talk with one of the guards from the outside.

"Fisk is going to be leaving the building in a moment. You will all need to be on high alert incase anything approaches." One of the inside guards said to an outside guard sternly. He then lowered his voice. "Especially of a man dressed in a devil costume."

Matt heard the sound of the door creak open and the sound of the man he despised's footsteps ringing in his ears. They sounded fainter and fainter as he walked further and further away from the building. He then heard the door close dramatically behind him.

Matt waited a few minutes afterwards and then he smiled to himself. Those guards may be on high alert but they didn't know what they were dealing with.

Before the two outside guards had any time to react Matt threw his sticks which he had decided to take instead of his billy club at full force and each one managed to knock a guard out. He then dragged them both to the side of the building. Outside down and now inside to go.

To his dismay the inside guards seemed to react to his arrival even though he had entered the building silently. One of the guards tried to take a swing at him and Matt threw them to the ground. Another guard ran up to him and he threw a stick which knocked them out. The guard on the ground had managed to punch him when he was distracted but Matt anticipated when the next blow would come and before another punch could hit him he backflipped into the air and kicked them down.

He managed to hilariously send the last two guards on a chase after him as he made things in the warehouse shake and then disappeared back into the shadows. Finally he hid for a very long time and he could hear the heartbeats of the two guards beginning to beat very quickly in fear. Just when they guessed he wouldn't appear near where they were standing he threw his two sticks at them and each hit a guard on the back of the head. They fell to the ground with a thud which echoed around the room.

Matt stood still for a moment to make sure he had only knocked them out and they would be breathing again then he went in search of the antidote. He used his radar sense ability to try and locate its whereabouts. He eventually found it in a little box hidden away in a back corner.

Matt laughed as he realised Fisk had made it so easy to open. Maybe he thought his guards were that good he didn't need any security measures.

He winced a little as he injected himself with the liquid inside the syringe but only a few seconds later he began to feel calmer. Matt sighed with relief. At least that hell was finally over.

Or was it?

He must have been distracted by the joy of getting rid of the drug in his blood stream that even his super senses didn't pick up the sound of the doors opening.

"You may be free from that but it doesn't mean you will get away easily Murdock." Matt actually jumped as he heard Fisk's voice booming. The syringe he was holding fell to the ground and smashed.

"Fisk." Matt spat with full hatred. He took a step closer to him.

"How does it feel knowing that everyone hates you in this city?" Fisk taunted. "Those people you worked so hard to protect now fear you."

"At least they will be free from you." Matt replied scornfully.

"If you put me in jail I could just escape later and begin the whole cycle all over again." Fisk continued to taunt him. "There's no way of getting rid of me unless you kill me. And we both know you aren't going to do that."

"I know. However people never give up fighting for the greater good." Matt stated. he began to step closer and closer to him until they were only inches apart. He faced him and said in a tone which had a certain clarity. "You may have ruined my life. I may not be able to make a difference anymore. But there will always be another me. There will always be another hero to take you down. Because there's more people like me out there who will be willing to stand up for the weak. People may fear me. They may not trust me anymore. But there will be others to help them. I'm willing to bet you're still going to have a hard time with me gone."

There was a silence as the two of them just stood there directly facing each other. Finally Fisk broke it.

"Are you still going to fight me, Daredevil?" He asked in a challenging way.

Matt gave the biggest smile he had probably ever given in his life.

"Of course i'm still going to fight you." Matt smirked.

And at that Matt fought Fisk with full force. His punches were so strong and he flipped around with such precision that he could have been part of the Olympics. He dodged Fisk's punishes effortlessly most of the time but when he got hit badly he groaned but got himself back up quickly. Eventually after a long battle Matt ended it by jumping high into the air and punching his head symbolically like their first battle when he won which seemed like centuries ago.

Matt continued to hear Fisk's heart beating while panting as he walked out of the warehouse. It had a sense of finality to it. He finally knew that his work here was done.

One week later

When Matt was carrying his red Daredevil costume over to the trash which had taken him a while to work up the courage to do his senses told him there was something lying on the ground. He slowly went over and he picked it up. When he felt the words he began to shake as he suddenly felt the full weight and turmoil of what he was about to do and what had happened crashing down on him. He began to let out his emotions. He started to sob uncontrollably as he held the t-shirt in his hand. Wet tears ran down his cheeks.

The t-shirt said "Daredevil."