As promised, new fanfiction on Daredevil in his period as a guest with Brubaker's Secret Warriors Nick Fury. Special Thank to
JPnguyen who signs the cover and its good advice.
This.
In Study Nelson, Blake & Murdock, Matt slept in his office. His beard emerging three days, his tousled hair, the collar of his shirt partially open and his tie hanging on the ground were elements indicating its current state. No, he was not at his best, far from it. The lawyer tossed in his sleep he nightmare. Though blind, he recovered his sight in his dreams, for better or for worse! He saw himself as a red devil costume, real horns on the head and tail of a demon in the crook of his kidneys were pushing! The pain was intense. Suddenly, it rained. A shower of glass rings fell upon him. At ground contact, the halos flew in brightness. Pieces of glass were hurting his family: Foggy , Milla , Ben and others, by a thousand wounds open, emptied of their blood. This show morbid him was unbearable!
Matt awoke with a start. He rose from his chair and instantly expires, her fear redoubled when he saw a stranger was in the room.
"- Who's there? Questioned he played his role perfectly blind.
- Excuse me sir, I did not want to scare you. My name is Alex Aaron I am a big fan, I wanted to meet you.
The boy was aged about ten years. He carried a satchel on his back. It was surely came here directly after school but Matt still remained on guard.
- How did you come here with the secretary and two security guards to filter entries?
- I did my ais their hangdog look and they let me see you, "he said with a smile brighter.
Matt calmed down, it was just a kid after all, he approached him.
- How old are you Alex?
- Ten and a half years he responds with emphasis on those last two words.
- And why did you meet me?
- I told you, I am a fan and with all that you are going through, I wanted to see you and tell you to hang on. Me too one day I'd be a superhero and I recognized a nickname as cool as the man without fear!
Matt did not know how to react but the boy's enthusiasm was such that he dared not contradict him or encourage him in his words.
- You know, I'm not a man without fear, far from it.
- Oh? And what you're afraid Mr. Murdoch?
- I am afraid I do not always make the proper decisions in recent times, I fear lack of discernment and deceive me again, I'm afraid of losing myself to the man confessed.
- Well you made it! Everyone is afraid of something, it's normal! Me I'm too afraid of my father. He's tall, he is strong, and it is more strict. Even if I answer, in truth, I have too much of him the willies. But that's what I suggest you pass a deal: we promise that we will face our fears and whatever happens we will not deflate, it works?
- Okay! Accepted Matt touched by the commitment and assurance of the child.
- Go-Tropez where Mr. Murdock!
Counsel did and found an instant smile, forgetting their problems.
- Well it's not everything but if I do not go home before my father returned it'll still be war between us. It was a pleasure to meet you more!
Alex greeted his idol and started running. Outside, a girl, larger, matte complexion with black hair and was waiting.
- By car Alex and hang on well.
- Yoyo if you get time, I owe you my life!
-Hell 's Kitchen / Bronx in three minutes flat? It's in my strings! "
The child clung to the back of his friend and it ran up extraordinary speed ...
two days earlier.
In 18h ferry bound for the shores of New York came from Ryker's Island, Alex Aaron was accompanied by another girl taller than him.
"- Little Red Riding Hood? She exclaimed.
- Oh it's going Daisy! Was just a metaphor in reference to the tale! You know what! Is justified the small blond head.
- Bah I'll carries guy, anyway you got insured today. Total respect!
- It was not hard with this pathetic ... and you feeling better?
- Yes ... it's my fault, you know I dreaded this day, not because of Cranston but this rat hole. This is my first visit here but I can not help but tell me that my father, that bastard I've ever known has made innumerable return to that prison is what distracted me I think I know ... listen, I fell despite warnings Fury but if it could keep us ...
- No worries Daisy you can count on me.
- Thanks for little Tom Thumb!
- Little Tom Thumb?
- Yes it is always better than "Little Red Riding Hood" joked the leader of the Secret Warriors. "
45 minutes earlier.
Larry Cranston was called by the guards at the parlors, but the one everyone feared in the prison did not expect not to such visitors.
"- The kids?! What's the bin? You are who you?
- Calm Cranston, who you are is irrelevant. We just deliver you a message. Daisy explained.
- A message from?
- Matthew Murdock. Specifies the girl.
Larry laughed, he leaned back in his chair.
- No serious Matt sends me kids to scare me? He freaked out ... as his wife! Hey my beautiful it tells you to celebrate face to face in my cell? You know I have one word to say to make you enter.
- Shut up vermin, I have credentials: I have only to blink t'exploser for brains! Daisy threatened.
- Oh yeah? I'm curious to see this. What do you expect? You will not deflate you doll eh?
The two beings are confronted eyes. Daisy frowned while Larry was much more relaxed and had a provocative smile. When the power of Mister Fear seemed to take over her friend, the boy who accompanied him and to which the prisoner denied any importance was heard.
- Who is afraid the big bad Wolf?
- Huh? If it's me you called "big bad wolf knows that Mister Fear is not afraid of anything or anyone kid!
- So I rephrase my question: who should be afraid of the big bad wolf?
- You I blistering with your riddles to the con, go back to your mother brat annoyed Cranston.
Suddenly a light shines in the eyes of the child, a light that hypnotized the criminal and who made him feel a sense he thought he had forgotten forever: from fear!
- Your ... your eyes? Stammered the prisoner.
- My eyes ? Yes! If Little Red Riding Hood ad'aussi eyes, the better to frighten my child! "Larry took
panic, called the guards to his aid, begging to be hostile from its visitors and bring him back to his cell. The inmate had a tear in the eye and shaking. He realized with horror that he had lost a few minutes the benefits - such as respect and favorable treatment he got for free from others - that gave him his power. Invaluable when it languished in a precarious and dangerous Ryker's!
6 days earlier.
Switzerland - in a 5-star restaurant in Geneva.
"- The table Mr. Fisk asked please a man with graying hair wearing a hidden eye to the host home.
- Sir Fury I guess. A table in front of the balcony, you expect the employee replied.
- Wilson? If you have lost U.S. citizenship, you have kept your taste for luxury it seems.
- Sit Fury rule that we quickly asked the bald man with the impressive body mass.
- Well, alors dites moi pourquoi l’ex-caïd du crime veut me voir.
- Larry Cranston .
- Qui ça ?
Wilson Fisk claqua des doigts. Un serveur vint et déposa ce qu’on pouvait prendre pour la carte de la maison etleur servi leur meilleur vin.
- Voici son dossier ouvrez-le.
- Larry Cranston alias Mister Fear, actuellement à Ryker’s. Aucun lien avec l’ Hydra donc il ne m’intéresse pas ! Constata le borgne.
- Je ne vois pas le rapport avec l’Hydra.
- C’est ma guerre du moment à laquelle je me consacre à 200% et apparemment vous n’avez rien for me to allow myself to win. I was wrong to come, I lost precious time.
- Fury Wait, give me five minutes and you can leave if you like.
- I'm listening.
- Larry Cranston is at Ryker's, but his powers allow him to lead a life in prison can not be described as good binding.
- Yes like you on the rare occasions where you were jailed.
- Think again my last visit nearly cost me well in life.
- Why do you care about this person?
- He manipulated and corrupted the innocence of my wife and it killed him. Although I recognize my responsibility in this tragedy, Cranston is highly instrumental and I want him to pay for it. I wish Vanessa rest in peace.
- It's touching but I am afraid I do not understand what you expect from me. I'm certainly longer part of Shield but I'm not a mercenary, however. If you want the death of this man, you should contact Elektra or Bullseye.
- Fury You misunderstand, I do not want the death of Cranston. What I want is your track reminds Mister Fear that is to have fear of wetting his pants. Your teen protected is the only one capable. Do not be surprised, I did some research on Phobos and your Secret Warriors. It is the power of God against that of a savant-fou. Cranston has no chance. But if my personal motivation does not affect you know that this man is also fault for making the mad woman of Matt Murdock and that is irreversible. If you do not want to do this for us, do it for our wives and for the salvation of Hell's Kitchen.
- Five minutes past Fisk sorry but I have a busy day but I promise you there I think when two minutes. Coldly excused old veteran looking at his watch and getting up from his chair.
- Do not go, not like that! You know how I had to pay for this interview? Fisk asked, raising his voice and banging his fist on the table.
- Stop looking at me from my mission Fisk and turn the page, it is best that you pushed it! Wilson farewell. "
This.
lawyer Matt Murdock had just met a strange boy who had managed to shake it. When he recovered from his emotions, he felt a peculiar smell coming from his office there in the middle of his records. He took an envelope and opened it. There he found a post-it stuck slightly from above on a newspaper article carefully carved. He took off on post-it and brought the piece of paper in his nostrils. He smelled a strong odor of stale tobacco smell of cigar .... Matt fingered the paper and deciphered the message " Fear has changed sides . As for the article, he spoke of a local kingpin of aggression in Ryker's prison. Overnight, all inmates had turned against their leader making him the scapegoat of the penitentiary.
Matt did not know what to think. It does not rejoice because it was not that that would bring healing to Milla. However, he felt a breeze of relief in the fact that Mister Fear serving his sentence now truly in that reassuring feeling that there is justice in this world. Justice to which the lawyer and the justice devote their lives day and night.
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