Chapter Three
Through The Eye's Of a Blind Man
It was quite ironic that at the same time that S.H.I.E.L.D. was flourished with darkness a man was seeing light for the first time.
A black-haired, gloomy looking, greasy man ran down the dark streets of Hell's Kitchen. Not a lot of people could make it through a normal night in Hell's Kitchen. Not until he showed up, he made everything safe, everything almost safe in the hell of Hell's Kitchen.
The man was wheezing, or at least he should've been. He'd been running for a good half hour, with only the faint sound of footsteps in the back of his mind keeping him from collapsing onto the ground.
Someone was after him and he knew it, but he couldn't find shelter from this strange feeling. He finally fell onto the ground into a black heap of grease and lies. He couldn't run anymore. "What do you want?!" He cried out in anger and confusion. "I'd like revenge." A glum voice muttered from the shadows.
A red-leather clad male walked out of the shadows. His lifeless eyes were shielded by a patch of red.
By day he was Matt Murdock, by night Daredevil; the one hero of Hell's Kitchen.
"What are you trying to get out of this?" Daredevil stepped slowly closer to the thief. "Killing a young child and robbing his family of life?"
"I didn't think," The startled man trailed off as the urge to begin running again came over him.
"Your right," Matt replied forcefully. "You weren't thinking. Now you have to suffer the consequences."
A red stick was thrown at the man, smashing into his jaw with no mercy. He cried out, a pain searing through his face. "You broke my jaw you psycho!"
"You killed a kid," Daredevil lunged forward and punched the man in the gut. "Murderer!"
The man cowered down and started to plead. "Please don't hurt me, I didn't want to kill that kid trust me!"
Matt Murdock grimaced from under his mask. "Oh, right, you didn't want to kill him?" He asked angrily as he grabbed the poor man by his shirt collar and pulled him up, slamming him against the wall.
"Yah, I wasn't aiming for him man! I was trying to hit that other guy- I mean, uh, please man! Don't hurt me!" He started hitting Daredevil in the chest but with no intention's of stopping him.
"What were you trying to do?" The man shook his head blood gushing from his mouth. "Can't tell yah," He said as he rubbed his mouth.
Matt smirked and pulled back his fist. "Really, you can't?" He asked darkly.
The man shook his head and started to talk slowly in constant gibbering. "Kingpin, Peter, Parker, Murder,"
He shoved the thief to the side and started into the night. His heart beat had stayed the same through the whole conversation. He hadn't meant to kill the kid, but he did. That was all that mattered, he did.
Matt Murdock wasn't the same person he had used to be. A caring person, a friend too many, a leader to some.
The events of his college years were still fresh on his mind. Electra nearly murdering another student, an alleged rape charge.
All of this had some-what traumatized the young lawyer into a fearsome man. One that didn't care what other's thought. He did what he wanted and didn't care of the consequences.
He still had that same charming smile, slicked back red hair, but mentally he was not so 'ok'.
"I don't think you understand!" Nick yelled furiously. "We need power up by tonight! You don't know what this means!"
The mechanic pushed back Nick and kept working. "Look, you got yourself in a pretty big screw-up. If you want this fixed up I think you should can it."
Nick rushed off again, luckily the back-up lights had generated in time. Enough time to catch Magneto and Bruce Banner before they had time to escape.
Another young man ran up to Nick and stopped him. "Mr. Fury? I have some very important news!" The fresh face pulled out a small packet of papers and started to flip through them at a quick speed. "We've located your friend, Peter Parker. We also think we might know why the X-Men won't lend a helping hand." Nick nodded, telling him to continue. "First off, we think Peter was kidnapped by this man." He held up a small picture of a well-known figure from New York: 'The Kingpin'. "The reason Parker was kidnapped is still unknown, but we're working on it."
The man sighed and pulled out another picture. "We think the X-Men turned you down because they didn't want news leaking out that one of there members previously did some dirty work with The Kingpin.
He held up the picture, it was in black and white, just like the other. But it contained very important information. It showed Logan standing next to the Kingpin.
"He still isn't working for the mad-man?" The young man nodded and gave a nervous look. "I'm not sure, but we're still looking into it."
Nick nodded, not completely satisfied but it would be enough, for now.
What is Kingpin's motive for capturing Spider-Man? Will the X-Men put Logan's acts behind them for a close friend, and what parts will Daredevil play in this intertwining story?
Oh, what a tangled web we weave.
Through The Eye's Of a Blind Man
It was quite ironic that at the same time that S.H.I.E.L.D. was flourished with darkness a man was seeing light for the first time.
A black-haired, gloomy looking, greasy man ran down the dark streets of Hell's Kitchen. Not a lot of people could make it through a normal night in Hell's Kitchen. Not until he showed up, he made everything safe, everything almost safe in the hell of Hell's Kitchen.
The man was wheezing, or at least he should've been. He'd been running for a good half hour, with only the faint sound of footsteps in the back of his mind keeping him from collapsing onto the ground.
Someone was after him and he knew it, but he couldn't find shelter from this strange feeling. He finally fell onto the ground into a black heap of grease and lies. He couldn't run anymore. "What do you want?!" He cried out in anger and confusion. "I'd like revenge." A glum voice muttered from the shadows.
A red-leather clad male walked out of the shadows. His lifeless eyes were shielded by a patch of red.
By day he was Matt Murdock, by night Daredevil; the one hero of Hell's Kitchen.
"What are you trying to get out of this?" Daredevil stepped slowly closer to the thief. "Killing a young child and robbing his family of life?"
"I didn't think," The startled man trailed off as the urge to begin running again came over him.
"Your right," Matt replied forcefully. "You weren't thinking. Now you have to suffer the consequences."
A red stick was thrown at the man, smashing into his jaw with no mercy. He cried out, a pain searing through his face. "You broke my jaw you psycho!"
"You killed a kid," Daredevil lunged forward and punched the man in the gut. "Murderer!"
The man cowered down and started to plead. "Please don't hurt me, I didn't want to kill that kid trust me!"
Matt Murdock grimaced from under his mask. "Oh, right, you didn't want to kill him?" He asked angrily as he grabbed the poor man by his shirt collar and pulled him up, slamming him against the wall.
"Yah, I wasn't aiming for him man! I was trying to hit that other guy- I mean, uh, please man! Don't hurt me!" He started hitting Daredevil in the chest but with no intention's of stopping him.
"What were you trying to do?" The man shook his head blood gushing from his mouth. "Can't tell yah," He said as he rubbed his mouth.
Matt smirked and pulled back his fist. "Really, you can't?" He asked darkly.
The man shook his head and started to talk slowly in constant gibbering. "Kingpin, Peter, Parker, Murder,"
He shoved the thief to the side and started into the night. His heart beat had stayed the same through the whole conversation. He hadn't meant to kill the kid, but he did. That was all that mattered, he did.
Matt Murdock wasn't the same person he had used to be. A caring person, a friend too many, a leader to some.
The events of his college years were still fresh on his mind. Electra nearly murdering another student, an alleged rape charge.
All of this had some-what traumatized the young lawyer into a fearsome man. One that didn't care what other's thought. He did what he wanted and didn't care of the consequences.
He still had that same charming smile, slicked back red hair, but mentally he was not so 'ok'.
"I don't think you understand!" Nick yelled furiously. "We need power up by tonight! You don't know what this means!"
The mechanic pushed back Nick and kept working. "Look, you got yourself in a pretty big screw-up. If you want this fixed up I think you should can it."
Nick rushed off again, luckily the back-up lights had generated in time. Enough time to catch Magneto and Bruce Banner before they had time to escape.
Another young man ran up to Nick and stopped him. "Mr. Fury? I have some very important news!" The fresh face pulled out a small packet of papers and started to flip through them at a quick speed. "We've located your friend, Peter Parker. We also think we might know why the X-Men won't lend a helping hand." Nick nodded, telling him to continue. "First off, we think Peter was kidnapped by this man." He held up a small picture of a well-known figure from New York: 'The Kingpin'. "The reason Parker was kidnapped is still unknown, but we're working on it."
The man sighed and pulled out another picture. "We think the X-Men turned you down because they didn't want news leaking out that one of there members previously did some dirty work with The Kingpin.
He held up the picture, it was in black and white, just like the other. But it contained very important information. It showed Logan standing next to the Kingpin.
"He still isn't working for the mad-man?" The young man nodded and gave a nervous look. "I'm not sure, but we're still looking into it."
Nick nodded, not completely satisfied but it would be enough, for now.
What is Kingpin's motive for capturing Spider-Man? Will the X-Men put Logan's acts behind them for a close friend, and what parts will Daredevil play in this intertwining story?
Oh, what a tangled web we weave.