So this wasn't planned as my next chapter in this fic, but with the announcement this week in the fandom, I felt this one was more appropriate. I hope you enjoy it. Bg.97 xx
EDIT: It has come to my attention that some people have read this chapter as me perpetuating the stigma that male abuse is not valid in the same way female abuse is. Please know that this was not my intention in any way whatsoever. So to clarify- the only reason that Foggy laughs at Matt is because the thought of someone that Matt used to date, also being as skilled vigilante and beating him as Daredevil, and not knowing it's Matt, is so ridiculous to him- that he can't find it anything but hilarious. It has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he was beaten by a woman, because Foggy would've reacted exactly the same if Matt had told him that he was beaten by anyone else they knew at college- be they male or female. Sorry if I offended or upset anyone, because that wasn't my intention, and I in no way wanted to seem as if I was supporting violence against men- because I'm not. Sorry again, for any upset I've caused by this.
He cocked his head to the side, he could hear the swinging around of a weapon; maybe a sword, or a Sai? Definitely something along those lines. Matt pulled his Daredevil mask over his head and began across the rooftops of Hell's Kitchen, following the sounds. As he got closer, the sounds became clearer, as did smells, and it became clear to him that whoever was brandishing the weapon (he was pretty sure from the way it flew through the air, it was a Sai), was in fact a woman. Probably a similar age to him, and from the sounds of it- extremely skilled in the martial arts.
A scream emerged from a man she had pushed to the ground, the Sai bared against his throat. "Now tell me, what do you know about the Daredevil?"
Matt pushed down the feeling that he recognised that voice, and emerged from the shadows. "You can always ask him yourself."
The woman swung round instantaneously, flinging her weapon straight at Matt, which he dodged by mere inches. He was impressed. He heard the footsteps of the man she attacked running off into the distance.
He sprung forward, ready to attack as he pulled the sticks from his costume, but his adversary defended herself easily. She blocked each attack effortlessly, moving around Matt swiftly with nimble feet.
Matt danced with the fighter, her moves all quick, though most of them he could keep up with. He realised that all her techniques were eerily familiar.
"Were you trained by an old guy with a stick by any chance?"
The question caught her off guard and she hesitated in her next move, allowing Matt to catch her and cause a bit of damage. But when she replied, he was caught off guard, because he was still sure that her voice was familiar to him.
"Yes I was. From the fact that you knew, I'm assuming that you were too."
He made a noise of affirmation, but continued in his attack.
"So what do I call you?" he asks, in between punches and kicks.
"Elektra."
And as soon as she said the name, it all fell in to place. Because how could he not recognise that voice? The voice that belonged to her. The revelation threw him off, allowing her to make her move.
She grabbed him from behind, pulling him down to the ground and twisting round to straddle him. "The Devil of Hell's Kitchen. You seem pretty tame to be a devil, I think." And with that, she proceeded to beat the shit out of him, and Matt was still too shocked to properly react. Stick had bested him yet again, but used someone he never thought he'd be attacked by- well not in this way at least. Eventually the sound of sirens caught her attention, and she cussed under her breath before climbing off him and retrieving her weapons to leave.
"We'll meet again, Daredevil." She spits at him before disappearing into the night.
Matt had a feeling that he may be needing to phone Claire. He sighed and found his burner phone, aching with every move he made.
Foggy's face dropped as Matt slid into his office the next morning.
"Shit, Matt! What the hell happened to you?"
"I… ugh… went out last night."
"Well I guessed that much." Foggy said sarcastically as he got up and inspected Matt's wounds, well the visible ones at least. He urged Matt to show him if there were any more, to which Matt unbuttoned his shirt to reveal plenty of deep dark bruises and a cut which had been stitched up. "Who on Earth did this to you?"
Matt laughed humourlessly, "If I told you, I really doubt you'd believe me."
Foggy glared at him, crossing his arms in front of him. "My best friend is Daredevil, Matt. I'm pretty sure you can't throw me any more curveballs. So tell me; who did this to you?"
Matt sighed, before mumbling a name under his breath.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that."
"Elektra. I said Elektra."
Foggy paused, his features all falling into an expression that could only be described as extremely confused. "Elektra Natchios? As in your ex- girlfriend?"
"Yes, that Elektra." Matt answered quickly, clearly embarrassed as he rebuttoned his shirt.
Then, much to his surprise, and dismay, Foggy burst out laughing. "Wait, so are these wounds Daredevil having the crap kicked out of him, or just plain ol' Matt Murdock getting a beating?"
"Daredevil. Turns out that I wasn't the only kid that Stick trained up."
"Wait, hold on." Foggy held up his hands. "You're telling me that your college girlfriend, just happens to also be insanely good at martial arts?"
"She's also pretty handy with a Sai," Matt added as he perched himself on the edge of Foggy's desk. Sensing Foggy's blank expression, he added- "It's a kind of sword thing."
Foggy nodded, before chuckling again. He moved to say something but held back. Obviously, Matt picked up on it though.
"You want to say something, I can tell. What is it?"
Foggy smirked. "Is it bad that I really want to say I told you so?"
Matt furrowed his eyebrows. "What? When did you ever tell me that my ex was going to beat me in a dark alleyway?"
"Okay, maybe I never said that," Foggy laughed, "but I definitely told you that there was something dangerous about her. True, this wasn't quite what I meant, but this is strangely satisfying."
"Can you please, at least pretend you're not enjoying this?" Matt said, rubbing his temple.
"No can do buddy. Elektra was always tiny! The thought of her being able to do this much damage to anyone, let alone you, is extremely amusing to me."
Foggy went into another round of laughter, which Matt tried his best to ignore.
"Oh crap, what did you tell Claire?"
"Well I didn't mention that I used to date the person who did this to me…" Matt answered, his cheeks going a deep red.
"I bet you didn't."
"Seriously, Foggy. You can at least be a bit concerned that I'm so badly hurt."
"Please Matt," he waved off, "you've been hurt way worse than this. You'll be out on the streets again by tomorrow knowing how much of a stubborn son of a bitch you are."
"Hey!" Matt began to protest but was interrupted by a solid knock on the door.
"Come in!" Foggy called, and Karen entered the room.
Her eyes fell on Matt's tired and bruised face and gasped. "What the hell, Matt?"
"It's a long story, Karen."
"A long and hilarious story." Foggy added, much to Matt's chagrin.
Karen sighed, "Well it will have to wait until later. Matt, there's a girl here to see you… Says she's an old friend."
Matt's head quickly turned to Foggy, whose eyes lit up and his face beamed at Karen. "Is she slim, long dark hair, piercing eyes and a European sounding accent?"
Karen looked confused at Foggy's response but nodded nonetheless, "Yeah, that would be her."
Foggy burst into laughter yet again, causing Matt to scowl and Karen to timidly wait at the door. "So do I let her in?"
"Yes!"
"No!"
Matt and Foggy both answered firmly. This was going to be a long day…
Hehe. I hope this made you laugh a bit. Sorry for delving into more uncharted territory in the show timeline, as you can probably guess, this is my interpretation of what could happen next series. Next one-shot will return to university days, and it's a Marci one, so I hope you're as excited for that as I am! Now I am going to leave this here quickly and disappear off to see Ed Sheeran tonight. AAAAAAAGGGGHHHH! What a beautiful man. Maybe not as beautiful as Matt Murdock but close. Anyway, please review, share, like/whatever. (: Bg.97 xx