Written By: Angel of Neptune
Disclaimer
I do not; in anyway, own Daredevil or Elektra, who both are a part of Marvel. This fan fiction merely uses the characters involved within those two comics.
Title: Returning to You
Genre: Comic/Romance/Drama/Action
Setting: Right after the Elektra movie
Author's Note: -sniff- The last chapter is already here! Gah, I'm sad. :(
Anywho, the sequel is under way:) It will be posted shortly after this. I hope you guys will read it also.
Summary: After Elektra's adventure with the Millers, she returns to Hell's Kitchen; to Daredevil where she has to face new and more difficult challenges along with the return of an old 'friend."
Chapter Eight
Staying With You
Matt's and Elektra's Cabin
He tried to keep his hold on their newly born daughter as gentle as possible with the use of one arm as he used to other to try to stop Elektra from getting up and off of the bed she was suppose to be resting on, "Elektra, you just went through childbirth-"
"I know what I went through." She replied. "But I don't care-"
"We have until tomorrow night to figure something out." He tried to reason. "At least you could just rest for now."
After a few more moments of a pointless struggle, Elektra collapsed back onto the bed. Fine, she would rest for the meantime, but come tomorrow night she was going to be out there and ready; she was sure of it. A sigh escaped her as she took little Jamie from Matt and into her arms.
"I'm taking your place-"
"No, you're not." She quickly answered. "He asked for me."
"But you can't go." He retorted.
"I need to go."
"Then let me come with you." He offered.
She shook her head, "No, this is something I need to do alone, Matt."
"No." Matt replied. "No, it's not, Elektra. I can help you."
"I know you can, but I'm going alone." She stated once more. "I need you to watch Jamie."
At that, Matt didn't reply. He knew that once her mind was made up, it was final; set in stone. There was no use in trying to change it. She was hardheaded like that. Elektra took her attention away from him and back onto the little child in her arms. Jamie only stared back at her mother with her now brightly glowing green eyes; the very same eyes Elektra had. A smile came to the new mother's face, causing the baby to giggle and reach up towards her mother's face. Elektra gingerly took her hand and gave it a small kiss as she began to rock her gently.
Even without his vision, Matt could probably guess what was going on. A smirk came onto his face, despite what their last conversation had been about, "I thought you said you weren't a 'mother figure.'"
"I know what I said." Elektra stated, looking up towards him for a mere second.
"So, have your views on all this changed? On motherhood?"
"I never thought about it because of my lifestyle." Elektra said softly. "It's just way too dangerous for someone so small; so innocent and unprotected to be a part of. Jamie's going to have it rough… because of what the both of us do."
"Hey, we're going to do whatever we can to protect her." Matt reassured her.
"Just let me kill Bullseye before we decide to move back to Manhattan." She said. "That's all I'm asking… To return to Manhattan with it being just a bit more safe for her. If Bullseye finds her, then it's over… right before it could actually begin."
A sigh escaped him as he nodded, "Fine."
Unknown Location
'Damnit.' Abby mentally told herself as she failed yet again to pick the lock free. This was nearly impossible. Bullseye had made sure she was strapped down properly; unable to free herself easily, but that didn't stop her from trying.
"You're a coward!" She shouted into the darkness, not really able to see where he currently was. "A scared coward!"
"But I'm using my smarts, kid." Bullseye replied, walking up behind her. "My plan; my perfect plan, is almost complete. I'm going to kill that damn assassin again, this time once and for all… Then the Daredevil's next. When those two are out of the picture, the child is ours and my boss will be very pleased indeed."
Abby shook her head lightly, cursing him; determining him to fail. She knew, from the pit of her stomach, his plans were going to take a sharp turn to disaster the moment someone would come for her.
Stick's Compound – The Next Day
Elektra stood silently before stick the very next day, prepared to go forth to try to save Abby herself. At the current moment, Stick didn't look pleased at all. A frown was showing on his face as his transfix stare gazed towards the ground below.
"I'm going after him alone, just as he wishes for it to be." Elektra stated, locking her eyes on the old man.
"And I really wish you wouldn't." Stick replied. "You should have Matt go with you, Elektra. The Daredevil could really lend you a helping hand."
"This is my battle, old man." She answered. "I'm not getting help for anyone… If I'm not back by morning, send someone out." She didn't wait for him to speak; she turned on her heel and headed out of the compound.
Stick simply nodded and then bowed. He then 'watched' as Elektra walked off, waiting until her footsteps were distanced to speak, "There you go yet again, Elektra… Walking right into death's mighty clutches…" He mumbled, shaking his head in disappointment.
Unknown Location
Elektra twirled her sais around with her hands as she walked down an empty corridor of the location she had been given where Abby should be. If this were correct, she was extremely close. She had roughly gotten through the battles with the security. She had proof also. For the first time in years, the one and only; most feared assassin, Elektra Natchios was covered in many different bruises, but it was all good. She was slowly getting back into the swing of things, that's all.
She held one of her sais close to her chest as her free hand wrapped around the door handle of what should be the door that was hiding Abby. She took a deep breath as she tried to ignore her aching limbs. Her body cried out for a break, but she was going to surrender any time soon, not until this business was settled. She opened the door and stepped inside.
Almost instantly, her eyes locked upon Abby who was sitting chained down to a metal chair. She pursed her lips slightly at the sight of it all. She quickly crossed the room and rammed the hilt of her sai against the many locks, breaking each of them free. Abby kept shaking her head, "You shouldn't be here." She said softly. "Elektra, it's a trap." She hissed.
Elektra looked up towards her and opened her mouth to reply, but there came none. Instead, Bullseye managed to come up to her silently. He, without a second thought, rammed his foot against her skull, causing the assassin to jerk her body to the right. She fell against the ground. Abby took a couple of steps back. She flung out her warrior beads; her new warrior beads, seeing how her old one was destroyed. The young 'warrior girl,' a name Elektra herself had called her once before when she had 'died,' flung back the beads. Her wrist flicked forward, ready to strike the man, but Bullseye was quicker; must quicker.
He struck her in the stomach with his bare fist. Abby doubled forward, only to have the back of his hand ram into her neck, causing her to instantly black out. The girl served her purpose. Now, to kill that damn assassin.
Elektra tried franticly to sit up, but her arms couldn't find the strength to push herself up and her legs felt like lead. She had to finally admit that she worked herself right down to her last drop of energy. This was it, wasn't it? She had to lay here helplessly as Bullseye finished her off for a second time because she couldn't find the strength to pick up her weapon? No, she was here because she was hardheaded. Now she wished she had allowed Matt to help her. If he were here, things would be different, he would be protecting here. She left her hot temper get the better of her this time.
Bullseye walked up to her, smirking devilishly. This was just perfect. His plan had worked out. He chuckled lightly. His hand wrapped around her neck, and the other grabbed one of her fallen sais, as he lifted her up off her feet. His smirk grew. This was all too familiar and he enjoyed every moment about it. He twirled the sai in his hand, "You're good, babe, but me… I'm magic." He brought his hand back, preparing himself to strike into Elektra's abdomen, but his plans were finally foiled.
Another sai smashed through the glass window and rammed straight into Bullseye's skull where he instantly collapsed to his knees and then onto the ground, blood spewing from the wound. Elektra fell down as well, gasping for air as she coughed. She kept her eyes barely opened, wondering what the hell just happened. Weakly, her eyes gazed towards the now broken window where a woman figure and just leap through. Her instincts told her that she posed as no danger to any of them, even if she had been the one to murder Bullseye, and Elektra was sure because she watched the woman pull the sai rammed into the man's head out roughly.
Elektra's eyes narrowed slightly as a spotted a bright red gem on the lower hilt of the sai. She was positive. That sai… it was hers, but… that couldn't be possible. Her own only laid two or three feet away from her; both of them.
The woman, semi tall with long brown hair and shining green eyes, walked right over to her. She knelt down slightly, "Everything's going to be alright." She spoke in a soft, angelic toned voice. Elektra's own eyes widened slightly. Those eyes… those bright green eyes. They were her own also, "Jamie…?" She mumbled. Yes, she knew it was a stupid question. Jamie was barely a day old. This woman had to be nineteen, maybe twenty.
However, Elektra never got her answer. She finally past out from the fatigue.
Stick's Compound – Days Later
Ever so lightly did she shift upon the bed where she was covered with a thin white blanket. Her head throbbed greatly as memories of what occurred last were fuzzy from her point of view. Finally, she came around, fluttering open her eyes and the first thing she had seen in days was the concern face of her loveable blind man at her bedside. Elektra reached for his hand as he gently took hers.
"What happened?" She asked softly, unable to recall.
"I'm not really sure myself." Matt admitted. "But I do know that you're alright… You've been out for the last few days."
Elektra rubbed her forehead slightly, "I'm sorry for worrying you then." She paused. "Abby? Is she alright?"
"Abby is doing fine." Stick replied. The old sensei was standing at the entrance to the cabin. Elektra sat up slightly to look at him.
"Jamie-" She began.
"She's with Mark." Matt answered. "He flew in as soon as he heard about Abby."
Elektra brought her attention back to Stick, "Stick, this woman, she saved us. Tall, brown hair past her shoulder blades, green eyes. I swear to God, she looked like Jamie. Who is she?"
"You are correct, Elektra." Stick replied. "It was Jamie."
Now a look of confusion took over her face. She knew she didn't hit her head that hard, "Can I get an explanation?"
"Certainly." Stick began. "It all started when The Hand disrupted the time line. They sent a messager back to this time to warn themselves of the new Treasure. It is strictly forbidden for anyone to disrupt the time line, especially those from the future traveling into the past. That being the case, we had a chance to send someone back ourselves from the future to correct this wrong. They chose to send back a nineteen year old Jamie for the sole purpose to murdering Bullseye."
Elektra gazed up towards Matt, only to see him nodding along, "Did she say anything? I mean, she just didn't just leave us here and left, right?"
"She stayed around…" Matt answered. "For a little over a day. She mostly kept to herself and all, but she did say she just wanted to make sure you were alright. That, and she asked for a hug before she left… Very polite girl, a firm head on her shoulders." He said, smiling.
She couldn't help but return his innocent smile.
"I couldn't help myself. I had to ask." Matt said. "Just to prove to you that you can be a 'mother figure.' So, I asked her."
Elektra tilted her head to the side as she stared up at him, "And?"
"Honestly, she said you've made a few mistakes here and there, but she forgave you anyways. Overall, she couldn't have asked for anyone better." He stated, causing her smile to grow.
After a few moments, he spoke again, "While you were resting, I found a pretty decent apartment back in Manhattan. I think you'll love it… Foggy says it has a perfect view of the city, two bedrooms, a master bedroom, two bathrooms, and a master bathroom, with your own living room, kitchen, dinning room, study, and training room – the works."
"Sounds expensive." Elektra scoffed teasingly. "But perfect, I suppose.
"Yeah, well, it's ours." Matt said. "Once we get back to Hell's Kitchen, we have a lot of packing to do."
Elektra nodded slightly, "But I'm finally staying with you." She added softly.
Epilogue
Matt's and Elektra's Apartment
Amazing how a month quickly past by. Before they knew it, they were moving into their 'perfect' apartment. Elektra turned the doorknob to the entrance and pushed it open, holding onto Jamie extremely carefully in her other hand. She took a few steps inside, followed by Matt and his walking stick. Elektra turned around to face him with a small smile.
"It's great and close to the office." Matt stated. "I just need to get use to the furniture is all." He added goofingly.
Elektra patted his shoulder with sympathy as she then placed Jamie into the play pen they had set up in an earlier visit while they were still in the process of moving their belongings. She then brought her attention back to Matt and took his hand into hers.
"Let me show you around." She said softly, leading him deeper into the apartment.
Unknown Location
Kingpin stood in his 'secret' office, smoking a fresh cigar as he leaned against his cane. He shook his head slightly as he stared out into the city through his massive window, "Another day, devil… another day."
The End
I hope you enjoyed this fan fic and I hope you all read the sequel entitled 'Holding Onto Hope' when it finally gets posted in about a week or so (maybe less). :)
