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A/N: I just saw Daredevil and this is the result.
/The first time she had seen a superhero she was twelve. She had been saved from a fire by daredevil. She remembered his voice; he had told her that everything would be alright. She had always thought that was ironic, your house burned down your parents were dead and you had just been rescued by a guy with horns. Yep everything was just fine./
/She doubted he thought she would do what she did. She had told the fireman who daredevil had handed her to that she didn't like orphanages and kicked him in the balls. Then she ran away./
/After that she had been kidnapped by some guy trying to create a superhero who decided to try and recreate the accident that had given daredevil his powers. Of course he thought the kid would just go along with this. The experiment worked, except for the fact that she escaped from them and went back to the streets. No she was no superhero, she was a street thief who people never suspected, after all how could the blind steal? They couldn't see./
/That was when she met the next superhero. Spiderman this time, he caught her stealing some lady's purse. He had returned the purse and then couldn't figure out what to do with her, so he brought her here. Xavier's school for gifted children, yea I'm really goanna stay her and learn. She hadn't been in school since her parents died and she didn't want to start now. So she did what any street kid would do she jumped out the window and left. One problem she had no clue how to get to the city. Great here came that hairy man, his name was Logan./
"Where are you going Diablo? I doubt your going for a walk."
"Why do you care Logan? I'm going home."
"Where exactly is home?"
"The city."
"Why do you want to go there? Xavier is offering you a home, food and some chance at a normal life.'
"Yea well you might like that but I prefer Freedom and bread crusts to this. So you stay with your mutant friends and I'll stay on the streets with my kind."
"What do you mean my mutant friends? Your a mutant to how else did you get that six sense?"
"The same place I got the scars, in a lab. I guess it never occurred to you to check me for the X gene."
"Well even if you aren't a mutant your still what they called "gifted" so are a coming back or should I knock you out and drag you."
"Fine I'm coming."
Diablo didn't like it. She had to take classes. Yea she was really gonna use physics on the street which was where she was going as soon as possible, and the beds were way to soft. After four years on the street she no longer liked soft beds. Seeping on a floor wasn't an option. Not with two room mates which seemed to be insomniacs. They kept stepping on her.
"Uh Diablo whatcha doing this weekend?" said Siryn one of her roommates. /Diablo guessed no one spoke Spanish or they would or asked what her real name was. People didn't normally use devil as a real name./
"Nothing."
"You want to come with me and Copy Cat. We're going to central park to look at some sculptures."
"Sure." /finely a chance to escape./
That weekend in central park.
"Diablo, Siryn and I are going this way to go look at some cool ones catch up to us later."
/Finally she thought that they would never leave. Time to make a break for it./
So she did she left central park and went back to her neighborhood Brooklyn.
/The first time she had seen a superhero she was twelve. She had been saved from a fire by daredevil. She remembered his voice; he had told her that everything would be alright. She had always thought that was ironic, your house burned down your parents were dead and you had just been rescued by a guy with horns. Yep everything was just fine./
/She doubted he thought she would do what she did. She had told the fireman who daredevil had handed her to that she didn't like orphanages and kicked him in the balls. Then she ran away./
/After that she had been kidnapped by some guy trying to create a superhero who decided to try and recreate the accident that had given daredevil his powers. Of course he thought the kid would just go along with this. The experiment worked, except for the fact that she escaped from them and went back to the streets. No she was no superhero, she was a street thief who people never suspected, after all how could the blind steal? They couldn't see./
/That was when she met the next superhero. Spiderman this time, he caught her stealing some lady's purse. He had returned the purse and then couldn't figure out what to do with her, so he brought her here. Xavier's school for gifted children, yea I'm really goanna stay her and learn. She hadn't been in school since her parents died and she didn't want to start now. So she did what any street kid would do she jumped out the window and left. One problem she had no clue how to get to the city. Great here came that hairy man, his name was Logan./
"Where are you going Diablo? I doubt your going for a walk."
"Why do you care Logan? I'm going home."
"Where exactly is home?"
"The city."
"Why do you want to go there? Xavier is offering you a home, food and some chance at a normal life.'
"Yea well you might like that but I prefer Freedom and bread crusts to this. So you stay with your mutant friends and I'll stay on the streets with my kind."
"What do you mean my mutant friends? Your a mutant to how else did you get that six sense?"
"The same place I got the scars, in a lab. I guess it never occurred to you to check me for the X gene."
"Well even if you aren't a mutant your still what they called "gifted" so are a coming back or should I knock you out and drag you."
"Fine I'm coming."
Diablo didn't like it. She had to take classes. Yea she was really gonna use physics on the street which was where she was going as soon as possible, and the beds were way to soft. After four years on the street she no longer liked soft beds. Seeping on a floor wasn't an option. Not with two room mates which seemed to be insomniacs. They kept stepping on her.
"Uh Diablo whatcha doing this weekend?" said Siryn one of her roommates. /Diablo guessed no one spoke Spanish or they would or asked what her real name was. People didn't normally use devil as a real name./
"Nothing."
"You want to come with me and Copy Cat. We're going to central park to look at some sculptures."
"Sure." /finely a chance to escape./
That weekend in central park.
"Diablo, Siryn and I are going this way to go look at some cool ones catch up to us later."
/Finally she thought that they would never leave. Time to make a break for it./
So she did she left central park and went back to her neighborhood Brooklyn.