"...amen."

The priest solemnly concluded his final prayer as Jimmy Cooper's coffin settled at the bottom of its grave, in Newport, California. Marissa stood beside it, silently tearing, grasping Ryan's hand tightly for support. The gathering slowly broke away and an older man cautiously stood beside Marissa.

"I'm so sorry for your loss Marissa."

"Thank you Mr. Nichol."

"I sincerely hope whoever did this get what's coming."

"So do I."

Ryan merely listened to this exchange and heard the man walk off. Marissa sniffed and turned to face Ryan.

"I know who did it."

"Killed your father?"

"Yes. He left behind a note, his name right on it."

Ryan didn't like the sound and tone of her voice; it was like she was speaking with such venom. It wasn't her.

"Who?"

"Daredevil." She spat out as if the name left a bad taste in her mouth.

Ryan froze, his own heart skipping a beat. Daredevil, surely she didn't think that.

"Daredevil? But...he's in New York."

"Not anymore."

"Would he kill someone?"

"Ryan, the police showed me the note, he killed my father believing Jimmy Cooper was the Kingpin."

Ryan couldn't understand it, why events had taken such a dramatic turn for the worst. He'd been happier than he had been in a long time, he was with Marissa again, then her father had been killed, pinning the murder on Daredevil. His other identity, who Marissa loathed.

"A note?"

"Yeah..." She replied softly and Ryan heard a car pull up on the cemetery drive.

"Miss Cooper? Shall I take you to a hotel?"

"No, my fathers old house here. The owners are out of town. They've given me permission to use it."

"Very well Miss."

Ryan silently followed Marissa past her father's grave and to her car door. The thunder bellowing above them.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Go home. Try to find Daredevil. I'll go to New York, stay here...whatever it takes to have him dead."

Ryan winced at her words. Marissa Cooper, the woman he was in love with, wanted him dead.

"It won't take the pain away." Ryan reasoned, speaking from experience.

"I've gotta go." She choked out, trying to hold back the tears which threatened to fall. Instead the rain began to fall around them. Ryan gently latched onto her hand.

"Stay with me."

He softly whispered, not wanting to loose her again. He also removed his sunglasses, hoping that with the rain he'd get to see her, yet she pulled an umbrella up, blocking her shadow. Ryan nodded, understanding, his own heart breaking as she softly kissed his hand and stepped into the car.

----

Marissa had found them in the basement of her old house, where the present owners had left a box of forgotten belongings. Her family's belongings. They were samurai daggers, ones which she'd once trained with as a girl. Their fork shape was used to repel attackers, not kill them. Yet all she could think of was her revenge on Daredevil. Running her fingers over the smooth, sharp blade she flipped them sharply into her hands and quickly stabbed a nearby cardboard box. She'd need a few days of training and she'd be ready.

Bringing the daggers back upstairs, her cell phone rang the caller i.d. reading 'Ryan'. She smiled sadly and didn't answer he phone. She couldn't bear to talk to him; she'd treated him so badly. She did love him, she always had, and she missed him...so much. Right now though revenge was blinding her.

-----

Ryan groaned as his cell phone rang out loudly from his motel room bedside table. He was just about to go out and find food, so now he made his way over to the phone, flipping it open.

"Ryan Atwood speaking."

"Hey Ry...it's me." Seth's voice spoke up.

"Oh...hey man. What's up?"

"I've been doing my digging and I think James Cooper was set up by the Kingpin...killed by one of his hitmen."

Ryan frowned, the Kingpin? Why did he want Cooper?

"He must want me out of the way."

"Not only that. They say, Kingpin not only kills you, he kills your whole family..." Ryan's heart skipped a beat, "I think Marissa could be in trouble. You need to help her."

Not need to be told twice Ryan searched for his red leather costume, his cane ready by his side.

----

Marissa surveyed herself in the mirror, clad in black jeans, a black top and boots. At least Daredevil wouldn't be able to see her in the dark. She definitely wasn't daddy's little girl anymore, she sighed sadly, flipping her daggers into the air. She had been training non stop and now she felt she was ready to face ---

CRASH

A noise came from her backyard, it sounded as if a rubbish can had been knocked over. Creeping into her old backyard she tried to suppress her emotions as her eyes fell upon a red clad figure with a half face mask. He had found her.

Ryan inwardly cursed as he knocked over the bin and feeling a wall, moved around the side of the house into Marissa's extensive backyard. Hearing the sound of metal, Ryan turned his head to face the noise and had to immediately duck at a fist swinging overhead.

"Come to finish the job have you?" Marissa's voice sneered, as she flipped her daggers on her fingers.

"Look I--"

Not wanting to listen, Marissa lunged towards him forcefully. Ryan moved around her. He wasn't going to hurt her.

"Stop!--' He tried to explain but a furious Marissa wouldn't give up. Ryan hit his cane hard on a nearby pillar and from the sound waves discovered a latticed wall. He immediately ran to it, climbing it with ease and landing on the mansion roof. Marissa followed, and went in for an upper cut, Ryan caught her arm and tried bringing it in front of her but as always, she stomped on his foot and elbowed him in the ribs, causing him to progressively plunge off of the roof.

Marissa smiled victoriously as the masked vigilante fell from the pergola roof and landed with a thud on the ground. He moaned in pain, as she gracefully jumped off twirling her daggers on her fingers. Daredevil was right where she wanted him, slouched up against her glass doors.

"I didn't kill your father"

Marissa recognised a familiarity in his voice, but pushed it to the back of her mind.

"LIAR!"

She yelled furiously and thrust her dagger into his left shoulder, blood splattering her glass window and dripping off the blade of her dagger as she pulled it out. He yelled in pain and Marissa kneeled down in front of him.

"I want to look into the eyes of my father's killer as he dies."

"No...Don't--"

Ryan tried to protest, but it was too late. He knew she knew when the sound of her daggers falling to the floor, rung in his ears.

"Ryan?" She feverently whispered as Ryan's face was revealed, his pale blue eyes aimlessly searching.

"I'm sorry...Riss..." He breathed out in pain, Marissa's eyes sprung with tears as she realised what she had done. She gently laid her hands on either side of his head, bringing their foreheads together.

"What have I done?..."

"M'rissa..." His eyes rolled back, scaring her even more.

"Ryan! C'mon...please stay with me..." She gently kissed his forehead.

"I didn't do it...it was a hit man..."

"Shhh..." Marissa wiped her tears, gently stroking his hair and trying to keep him calm.

"Hey girly! You there?!"

A sneering voice shouted out, climbing around the side of the house.

"Marissa...you have to go..." Ryan gently pleaded with her as she continuedd stroking his cheek.

"No..."

"Please...I can't lose you again..."

"He has to pay for what he has done..."

"Marissa..."

Marissa blinked back her tears and after whispering her love for him kissed his forehead.

"I'll find you."

And despite his quiet protests she put his mask back on and standing up, retrieved her daggers, flipping them into her hands.

"Hey orphan! Cool costumes"

The man wolf whistle as Marisa turned to face him. Ryan strangely recognised the voice and tried to sit up but the pain from his shoulder immobilised him.

"You son of a bitch..." She choked out from clenched teeth.

"You know the truth princess? He begged for me to kill him."

The man smirked, knowing he was making Marissa's blood boil. She stalked towards him eyeing cautiously a gun in his hand.

"And after I kill you, I'll be going after you precious blind boyfriend...my own traitorous brother."

"Ryan?" She breathed out terrified, "You're his brother?"

"Yeah..."

Ryan froze, "Trey?" He spoke up, forgetting his wound. Trey turned to the slump figure in red leather. "No fucking way." He laughed taking a step towards him. "Ryan? You...you're...no way..."

Marissa's eyes widened in fear, if Trey lost his cool he could shoot Ryan at any given moment. She lifted her dagger, aiming for Trey's back. Ryan's legs weakly straightened up and he removed his mask.

"Shit...it's you. You're...Daredevil?"

"What the hell do you want with her?" Ryan demanded forcefully.

"I'm just doing my job. Caleb Nichol pays well."

"Mr Nichol? He...he's the Kingpin?"

"Damn straight. Although..." Trey smirked lifting his gun, aiming at Ryan's chest." You wont live to tell anyone" Ryan heard him cock the gun.

Marissa screamed out in terror, lunging at Trey with her dagger. "Ryan! --'

Trey turned.

"No!"

Ryan's heart stopped, he knew what had happened. Marissa dropped her daggers, collapsing to the ground her breathing ragged. Ryan stood motionless, his mind numbing as Marissa's harsh breaths resonated through his ears. He found his feet and went to her. Trey had shot her in the stomach, the blood soaking his fingers.

"Riss?..." He softly held her hand, hoping his voice wouldn't break and he tears escape.

"Ry... Ryan..." She managed to gasp, whimpering in fear and pain.

"You know Ryan I guess I did come out the lucky one in the end huh?" Trey smirked, stroking his gun. Ryan tried to ignore him and focus on Marissa and the desperate way she clung to his hand.

"I mean, you deserted me. I'm left in jail. But then Mr Nichol founded me, gave me a home. So I could take yours away. First I think it was your precious lawyer, Sandy Cohen, right?"

Ryan closed his eyes painfully, and lowered his head, silent tears running down his cheeks and onto Marissa's weakened body.

"Shut up."

Trey ignored him, ruefully continuing. "So then I'm told to go after this Jimmy Cooper; who I find out has a daughter--"

"Shut up." Ryan again spat out, clenching his jaw, Marissa's painful breathing echoing around him.

"Who happens to be your girlfriend. So I kill him...pin it on Daredevil and on the night I kill her--"

"Shut up."

"I get to kill you too. Hmmm...I wonder who I'll get next. How about your precious brother? Seth, isn't it?"

"Shut up!"

Ryan immediately turned numb, and in a fit of rage grabbed Marissa's dagger and quickly stabbed Trey in the chest. He wasn't sure how many times he did it, but soon enough Trey had fallen to the ground, drowned in a pool of blood.

Ryan dropped he dagger and staggered backwards, his body slowly regaining nerve function. Trey was dead... Marissa was dying...Trey had killed Sandy...

"Ry..." Marissa managed to gasp out and weakly crawled over to Ryan who had collapsed on the ground, his won wound causing him in wince.

"Riss..." He breathed out, feeling her lay her head on his lap, he tentatively cupped her cheek and listened out for her heartbeat, it was terrifyingly slow.

She shivered, the pain radiating through her body as she stared up at the man she loved for the last time.

"Marissa...stay with me..." Ryan quietly pleaded kissing her forehead.

"I'll...find you..." She choked out her eyes slowly closing. Ryan's heart broke her heartbeat so faint even his ears couldn't pick it up.

"Stay..." He whispered to her knowing at that moment her life had ebbed away, her heart beating no more.