A few notes on continuity. I'm a relative newcomer to the Green Lantern storyline so at the time I wrote this I didn't know all the facts about John Stewart. I've tried to correct it as best as I can but there may still be a few mistakes. So please just bear with me on this and try to take it as it comes. Sorry.

After leaving Matt and Foggy at the office later that day Kyle went straight to one of the few people who he knew that he could trust with this. John Stewart had once worn the ring of the Green Lantern Corps, and had recently begun wearing it again. Kyle considered him to be one of his closest friends. Since the attack that Matt had stopped he had been acting a little cagey, and he was sure that Matt picked up on it.

"Honestly, he must be psychic or something! I don't know how else he could have known!" Kyle was saying after hastily explaining the events of the past few days

"Kyle, slow down! So far you've told me that you've been framed for murder, someone is trying to kill you and you lawyer can see the future." John tried to summarise Kyle's ramblings.

"He stopped the knife with his cane, I've heard of dumb luck but that's cutting it a little fine don't you think?"

"All I'm saying is that there are other possibilities. Could he not have seen the knife man?"

"John, he's blind!"

"That doesn't mean the man is psychic, next you'll be saying he's Captain America or Daredevil!"

"Daredevil?"

"Urban legend, you know, like Big Foot or the alligators in the sewers, or Batman"

"Who's Batman?" Kyle joked. John didn't justify it with an answer.

"All right, I get the picture, I'm rushing. Sorry."

John smirked a little. Kyle just scowled, making John laugh even more.

"Batman's real, so this Daredevil guy stands a good chance. But even if he isn't there is something going on with Matt Murdock. There is no way he could have known" Kyle reasoned.

"So you want me to keep an eye on him?"

"If its not too much trouble"

"Consider it done"

-

Bullseye leaned casually against a lamppost opposite Kyle's home, eating Chinese take out with a pair of chopsticks. After the mess earlier he had decided to keep tabs on the comings and goings of the Rayner household. So far all he had seen had been a blond kid and a few of his friends. Suddenly he was aware of movement behind him. He flicked out the hand that was holding the chopsticks; one flew from his grasp and embedded itself in the throat of the man in the government suit who was trying to creep up on him. The second bounced of the wall before lodging itself between the base of his partner's skull and the top of the man's spine. Bullseye looked back at the carton of noodles

"Great, how am I supposed to eat this now?" He muttered to himself

"Bullseye, how many good men do I have to waste on you?"

"Let that be a lesson to you, Major, send the bad ones. Weed 'em out, that ways you get a stronger little army and you don't have to pay pensions"

"And you're just going to do this for me out of the good of your heart?" Major Force asked, looming menacingly over the smaller man.

"No, I'll do it because it's fun"

Obviously it was pointless trying to intimidate this man. Major Force had never met a person who was so arrogant, yet Bullseye's track record spoke for itself. Speaking of which,

"What was that fiasco about this morning?"

"Oh that? Testing the waters, so to speak. That man took credit for one of mine, so I'm gonna take a little special time over this one"

In other words, Force thought to himself, you messed up. Bullseye wrecked his train of thought.

"Besides, it's not like you've done anything about your part of the bargain"

"I have people working on it, so far the only lead that we have as to the Daredevil's identity is the legal team Rayner hired, Nelson and Murdock"

"How do you figure that?" Bullseye's tone dripped sarcasm

"Read the papers, much of Daredevil's activities seem to centre around the cases that those shysters take on"

"That's your plan! I have two words for you. Work harder, they don't call him the devil for nothing"

Force glowered at the assassin before walking away, only to be stopped when Bullseye called out to him

"One more thing!"

"Make it quick" he growled

"You wouldn't happen to have a fork, would you?"

-

Daredevil sat calmly on a ledge, listening to the sounds of the city. Right now he was listening for anything that might take his mind of the nagging thought that had cropped up ever since Foggy had mentioned Kyle's Green Lantern ring. Was it possible that Kyle was the Green Lantern? A freelance artist who struggled to pay rent every month? Was that really any more implausible than a blind lawyer from Hell's Kitchen? Daredevil hadn't moved an inch in the past ten minutes. What are you really listening for Matt? The little voice in the back of his head asked, Those little black patches around Kyle's hand that you can't see? Or maybe the bigger black holes that would mean that Green Lantern himself was here? Then what? Confront him and say 'I know your secret'? How would that help? To be perfectly honest Matt wouldn't mind the help of another person who knew all the angles. After the second attack he was now one hundred per cent sure that Bullseye was behind it, but he still had no proof. The very least that he should do would be to tell Kyle about his suspicions. Not Green Lantern, Kyle Rayner. That way if he was Green Lantern he would be better prepared, If he wasn't then he must know who Green Lantern was and he could go to him. Confronting Green Lantern at a time like this would only inflame the situation. The odds of it all going the wrong way were far too high. His mind made up, The man without fear dived from the ledge and let himself fall for a second before drawing his Billy club from his belt and snaring a window ledge with the grappling hook at the end. The cable reeled for a few feet before tightening and Daredevil swung out over the city. Diving athletically over streets and buildings, swinging on the Billy club whenever the gap was too far to leap. His radar sense guiding him flawlessly to his destination. The office of Nelson and Murdock. Kyle would have written his address on a few of the forms in there. While Matt couldn't read as such he could feel the impressions where Kyle had pressed down with the pen.

From across the street he paused, checking that the coast was clear. Three men were stood at seemingly random points on the street, but Matt's radar picked up the concealed guns hidden under their jackets. Focusing on the office he could hear another two people inside, going through his files. It didn't seem as though they were trying to steal anything, they were just going through what was there. One took a small object form his pocket and spoke into it, a phone obviously. Daredevil eavesdropped.

"This is Agent Gerrins, we've checked the files and there's no connection to Daredevil in any of them"

Agent Gerrins listened to the speaker before hanging up, then he nodded to his colleague and the two men left. Two more from the outside also withdrew but one remained, keeping watch. That was all Matt needed. If those men were watching him going to Kyle now would add more pressure to what was already a bad situation. The edges of his radar seemed to blur as what could only be that weird anti-sound that meant that Green Lantern was in the area crept up. He was still a few streets away but he was undoubtedly headed here. When did his office turn into such a popular place to be? Daredevil ran the thoughts from earlier tonight through his mind, and decided that what he needed was a third party, someone more neutral, to do the talking. He knew just the person.

-

The night passed without incident, although Kyle did notice a very creepy man hanging around outside. He was still there and it was really starting to give Kyle the creeps. He stared restlessly at his sketchpad, unable to think straight, when the sound of someone knocking at the door brought him back to reality. Outside stood a man wearing glasses and lighting a cigarette. He took a good look at Kyle's dishevelled appearance before speaking.

"You Kyle Rayner?" He asked.

"Yeah, and you are?"

"Ben Urich, Daily Bugle" A reporter. He flashed his credentials, "You gonna invite me in or do I have to talk out here all day?"

The last thing Kyle wanted was to talk to the press. So far the newspapers had been more interested in Bruce Wayne's involvement than in him.

"Invite you? I thought it was only vampires that asked that? Although journalists are the next best thing" Kyle tried to remain neutral

"Behind lawyers you mean?"

Could Urich have meant Matt? Maybe it was just a dumb joke but it was far too close to the bone for Kyle's liking. Urich seemed to read his mind.

"I'm not here about the court case, A friend of mine knows something, and he feels that you should know it too"

"Is this about Matt Murdock?" Kyle couldn't help it, he had to know.

"It is really cold out here Mr. Rayner"

Kyle let him in. Ben glanced around before turning back to him.

"An associate of mine seems to think you've picked up some unwanted attention, and he is very rarely wrong about these kinds of things"

"What kind of attention?"

"Ever heard of a guy who calls himself Bullseye?" Ben asked, Kyle shook his head.

"And that's exactly the way he wants it to be. Bullseye is a hitman, probably one of the best around. He used to work for the Kingpin way back when"

"The Kingpin? I though he was just a myth"

"He's real enough. And my friend has it on good authority that it was Bullseye who killed the politician and that it's Bullseye who's after your head. My friend also thinks that you may know someone who can help"

"I don't get it? What's so special about this Bullseye person?"

"He's no regular assassin. I've seen a few of his victims in the morgue and they don't call him 'Bullseye' for nothing" Ben explained, tapping ash out of a window

"You mean he's a marksman? Like Green Arrow?"

"No, let's put it this way. Bullseye takes the term resourceful to a whole new level. The victims I saw he killed with paperclips, ordinary playing darts that you find in a bar and a teacup. Anything he can get his hands on he finds a way to use as a weapon"

Kyle took this all in, glancing occasionally at his ring. Thankfully he had left his power battery in a different room. Ben hadn't seen it. Having delivered his message, Ben headed to the door.

"Before you go Mr. Urich, can I ask if you know anything about Matt Murdock?"

Ben stopped, Matt had said that Kyle may ask something like this.

"Matt Murdock is one of the few people in the world who you can trust with anything, there aren't enough people like him in my opinion" With that Ben left.

-

An unmarked black car sat patiently in the street. The man who had identified himself as Agent Gerrins approached it. Inside sat Major Force.

"Sir, we have a positive lead on the Daredevil" He reported, handing Force an envelope. Inside were pictures of Daredevil and another man.

"We've identified the second man as a Mr. Ben Urich, a reporter for the Daily Bugle"

"A reporter? I think I'd like an interview" Major Force said thoughtfully, before crumpling the picture in his hand.