The canvas blind depression (one- shot) This fanfic takes place at the end of Secret Invasion crossover, the regular series of Daredevil not affected by the event, j 'I decided to place the scheme after bow "Fearless" of Brubaker and Lark . I do not do inventory, Matt Murdock will do it for me). Happy reading!
Normally I put my costume. In normal times, I went around the neighborhood, looking for crooks to get back on the right path history to let off steam. But this time it's different. I realized that major failures are my life. Daredevil is not up to par. When Hood and his army of villains want to run Hell 's Kitchen , I'm picking up. When Mister Fear decides to attack the privacy of Matt Murdock I unable to oppose it. Which brings us back to my civilian life and it is not much brighter. Counsel Matt Murdock publicly lied to preserve his freedom, which does not stop me from going to jail and his wife, my wife is in psychiatry. Oh Lord, Milla ...
So I donned a sweatshirt taking care to put the hood on his head, wore dark glasses, a jogging and basketball, and I course. I run to vent all this anger and stress that has accumulated in me to escape the hell do I experience daily the remorse and guilt. Two blocks away, I hear the murmur of distant music special. Chairs flying, fists fly, the bottles break, these are notes that I know by heart, that of a brawl that broke out in a bar. Under normal circumstances, I ... well, right now, I do not care! I pass without worrying about what's going on inside. Suddenly, my super-sense m'alertent, I protect myself in the face extremis before facing me, the window explodes and that a man violently crosses. I admit that before it made landfall. He regained consciousness after a fashion, he turns his head toward me, but in this outfit, Turk do not call me.
"Damn dude, you back, we castagne
with the queen of Skrulls!? "
Shit! I jump through the broken window, trying to work my way through this sea of people who claim that
'to do battle. I'm heading towards this point of the room where all the brutes rushed and that no one appears physically unscathed. Even drunk,
Jessica Drew is doing as a pro. It does not suit his
Spider-woman , she is not here as an avenger. But when I call, she closes her eyes and lowers his head, two fingers resting on his temple. She has a headache.
" Let me alone! "
His condition did not allow for details. It launches a burst of energy, his famous sting of a spider. All attendees are dropping like flies in his terrible attack. As for me, I'm not immune. Arm outstretched towards Drew, I just have time to say a few words with difficulty " Jess ... it's me ... Matt " before fainting like all the others.
I come back to me with all the trouble in the world. Everything hurts and I start coughing. By the dust has not been done for centuries. Beside me, Jessica
Drew is not in top form.
"- Where did you took Jess?
- A hideout Nick Fury , a last gift from him.
- Arrgh!
- Do not try to move, you got my spider venom with full force, you'll have to one point before recovering.
- You stink of vomit, stale tobacco and vodka ...? Jess ... the bar ... that mess hast thou done?
- You ask me the question to me? I'll point out that it's you and your cronies who attacked me!
- No you misunderstand me, I swear, I had just arrived, I wanted to help!
- Oh yeah? And that tells me you're not a Skrull ? You do not even wear your suit under your clothes!
- That it only looks at me and between us, I preferred the Matt Murdock who has wasted his life as is really a Skrull , it will arrange you know, but not I did it all alone, like a great!
- You surprise me.
- Pardon?
- Earlier in the bar, I ... I went to forget that the great comedy 'has become my life captive for months, replaced by the queen of whores Skrulls , my face is the symbol their invasion, even after the war, you see the topo? A guy recognized me at the bar, the pheromone that makes my body has not abated, their hatred was greater. They all despise me. You saw the article DB this morning that I spent?
- Believe it or not Jessica but I'm really blind.
- You know "Spider-Pig ? Well me I was caricatured in "Spider-vane ! Ha! Funny do not you think? Agent of Hydra of Shield, a member of New Avengers, Secret Avengers , Migthy Avengers, Terran, Skrull ... but they know that I am not responsible for half of that one blames me.
- I know what it is with me, either the press is not soft but it is not ...
- Matt , there are assholes on the net who bet their pay I'll join Dark Avengers ! What do I do me now?
- I can make a phone call to Luke Cage .
- For that it kills me? It nice but I'm a big girl and a poor idiot!
- You lied on this point, you do not think at all.
- What?
- I'm sorry ....
- Looks like the end of my burst fades, you'll be able to go she said coldly
"If I can do something ...
- Will take care of your wife! she continues the same tone. "
After the wounding response, I resign myself to leave without saying a word apart from a shy but sincere" Good luck. . On the outside, I take my bearings, it seems I am in the East Side . I am satisfied with the fact that 'I still have much distance to go. I need to run. Evacuate and flee. Prior to rush, I hear a little girl who sings a song that surely would have enjoyed in other circumstances.
"Spider- Vane, Weathervane Spider-
she can return his jacket
Is c ' that it saves the planet?
course not it's a Skrullette ! Beware
! Spider-vane is here! "
Meanwhile side
Jessica. A ringing phone out of its torpor. She picks:
"- Hello?
- Jessica
Drew?
- Who is it?
-
Abigail Brand to the device.
-
Excuse me, I get very bad.
- Yes, we do not capture very well
space a regular laptop but do not worry I'll be brief.
Dite me wondering if it would appeal to our
Spider-vane national coming to work in the SWORD
? "
Response to follow the on-going " Spider-woman "of Bendis / Maleev that we are still waiting in VF and I don ' have not read elsewhere, so sorry for the probable inconsistencies in continuity that purpose.