We… we want to talk. Matt rarely can, when he’s like this. If you can. Please. One of the Russians. We wait for ten minutes after the last car before we go in. ‘It’s the perfect cover. There’s a chance it’s only made it to the police so far but Matt’s well aware of the effect of rumour and slander. These are leaders of various Hydra cells in the city and if they consolidate into a single Hydra…. He has to go and get his confused thoughts in order. But at least they’re not looking for him, unlike the Avengers who seem determined to talk. Once he’s on a deserted roof, alone but for a couple of rats and a sleeping cat, he carefully pulls off his gloves and takes out the piece of paper. ‘Probably not, Hawkeye.’, ‘Call me Clint.’ There’s an expectant pause. It’s not so great on abstract ideas but by the time you get to those you shouldn’t need the pictures.’. Only the overwhelming scent of disinfectant and echoing glass makes him sure he’s not back on Claire’s sofa. But… well he’s not one to ask for help but when it’s freely given it might be rude to refuse. ‘Can you read it?’, ‘Can anyone ever?’ her partner replies. ‘Oh. Useful to him only in terms of people he might not have to watch out for. It’s easier to hear now, from the horses’ mouths so to speak, than to try and con the information out of Brett or read it in a newspaper later. ‘And?’ Foggy prompts, when Matt says nothing else. So it’s dawned on him too. Matt focuses as he races up the stairs and yes, there she is, just coming to the ground floor. ‘Captain,’ he says smoothly and congratulates himself internally. The Man Without Fear Chapter 1, an avengers fanfic | FanFiction And good suit; it kept out the worst of the damage. Barely. - aimed at his head. ‘I’ll go down first. So he should walk away. I’ll follow you.’. ‘Tony told us what he’d done after he did it. ‘Bit of trouble two blocks away. He pauses in the doorway. My turn to talk. I lost track of time. And nearly drops to his knees at the alarm siren that rings out. He’s not going to make this easy for them. by Marvelfan5837 Marvel Cinematic Universe, Daredevil (TV) General Audiences No Archive Warnings Apply F/M … ‘I’ve a bit of information on the Hydra cell in there.’, ‘Holy shit, how’d you get in here?’ Clint says, moving to Matt’s side. The other officer groans. ‘Password is currently three three eight four five but you can change that. So. He instantly realises it’s not aimed at him but the man he’s currently trying to get a location from; whose stubborn refusal to talk has lead to the blood that currently coats his hands and the man’s face; and the teeth littering the ground. Matt knows everyone is staring at him, the heat of their gazes boring into him but he just holds his heavy head as high as he can and waits. WebFoggy the Miracle Worker Chapter 1, a daredevil fanfic | FanFiction. ‘You’re heavier than you look.’ Matt pats at Foggy’s face in reply, relieved to feel the cloth of his old mask there. He runs his fingers over it, not surprised to realise that whatever is on it is printed. Unless this archer is exceptionally confident they - he maybe? Coming up next, more breaking news on the Avenger’s dramatic showdown with Hydra at a bank in Hell’s Kitchen; including rumors that our local vigilante was seen at the scene. Totally fix it which is a thousand times better than what most of the bullshit people are selling will. He’d been busy both with setting up Nelson and Murdock and beginning his vigilante activities at the time. ...Okay, somewhat aware of his limits. ‘No blood in your ears. It’s usually followed by a surprised tone, when Matt proves his blindness did nothing to his intelligence. Course it’s going to make getting to talk impossible but at least she’s alive. But Foggy’s narration had made what would have otherwise been a normal Saturday amazing as they marathoned the movies. He pauses as he feels a slip of paper, folded in her pocket. Sam can you drop Clint and Nat on the roof before you go?’. ‘Thanks. He lands a solid kick to one of the women’s ribs and feels them break; the crunching noise doing nothing to distract him from the feel of bones giving when they should not. tip: katekyou "alternate universe" sort:>words. What do you need?’. Better to get this over with now. You hurt?’, Foggy sighs and buries his face in a hand. Yes but Matt has no way of accessing it unless he gets Foggy or Claire to read it and that’s only going to take time he doesn’t have. Matt’s barely been on the rooftops ten minutes when Tony Stark - in the loud armour he wears - lands on his roof. He’s not sure of Hawkeye’s hand to hand abilities but from the way his heart starts to race, Matt’s sure Hawkeye is very aware of his and is nervous. Out Of The Black, a daredevil fanfic | FanFiction ‘Alley.’, ‘Avenger Tower, nearby alleyway. Can… can you come with me? ‘What reason have you given me to trust you?’. Two men are down, felled by attacks from their own men which shows at least some weakness in their training, and one of the women has stepped away. ‘Foggy I fucked up.’. ‘The two of us slip in quietly while they all do their loud and noisy distraction.’ Her voice is soft and sweet but Matt can hear how measured each word is and sense how her body language is as submissive as possible. They’ve also not killed a single person since they arrived. If he focuses he can… nope. ‘You don’t do debriefs because you work alone and you only got out of the one last time you helped us because you took off on us.’. This somehow gets a laugh out of her partner even as Matt finds his ability to breathe has suddenly been reduced again. It tends to cut into one’s spare time. He lived. Web5 times Foggy was reminded that Matts blind By: Katerobber. Growling at his mistake and ignoring the slight ringing and pain in his ears, Matt presses the other button. He collects himself, forcing the devil back into his soul. Of course he should have checked the walls but there wasn’t time. I don't even know how close I got it to what the OP wanted but it is a monster anyway. ‘Put it in there; that’s easier.’ Matt pauses then adds, ‘Only use one letter and you’d probably be best off not using C. I’ve already got a contact under that name.’, ‘’H’ it is then.’ Matt can hear the beeps of the buttons as Clint adds the number to his phone. And sits there. She’s mad  and Matt…. This could work out perfectly. Sloppy. Voices are coming from the third floor, some sort of meeting. For a moment he finds himself marveling at the speed of Stark’s intelligence. But it’s not a hospital either; it’s lacking… lacking the cries of the injured and the scent of the dead. Matt’s a step behind her, listening as she picks the lock of the window and slips into the building. Why does he smell plastic? Daredevil?’  Captain America asks as Matt grabs the last of the papers and heads back for the stairs. Together, they haul him to his feet. I have an epilogue of sorts I'm working on that should be up by the 18th or the 20th. Matt’s not trying to convince a court, he’s trying to convince a single man. I seem to recall a very strong "friendship" theme - that the Avengers are very keen to help … Matt’s main police contact as Daredevil, much to the man’s displeasure, is Brett Mahoney. He’s… he’s not wrong about the missing everything of importance part but it still grates at Matt that it’s being assumed he’s far less competent than he is. ‘At two in the morning?’ Right, Foggy’s always been able to see through Matt’s bullshit. He also realises it’s either going to be a kill shot or so disabling that he won’t get the information he needs tonight. So Iron Man, Black Widow and one other? ‘For good reason,’ Matt grumbles, quickly noting who else is in the room. Necessary break time. ‘What?’. He stops at Clint’s side and steels his spine. It is, after all, the safest place he knows. But he’s never been one to run from pain - more one to run to pain if you ask Foggy - so he gathers his shaky thoughts and claws through the darkness. They start to look through the papers - all about Hydra cells outside the Kitchen and therefore useless to Matt - and, realising he’s not going to get any more insight into their thoughts, Matt leaves. I don’t need you to know, or to say anything. There’s no way he’ll leave Matt alone until he gets what he came for. But Matt can hear how she’s breathing, and the way she’s gritting her teeth. Making a note to warn Foggy and have him read over the list for something Matt’s fingers - and thank goodness for the fact the lists are handwritten - missed, Matt goes to grab a few hours sleep before work. ‘If you could,’ Matt says before taking off for the nearby roof. He’ll want to comfort Matt and as nice as that sounds…. The Black Widow. ‘Good symbol. haze of his thoughts, Foggy is a ray of sun, whispering in Matt’s ear that he’s coming and he’ll be there soon. Captain America turns to look at him. Fingerprint lock - and before you ask there’s no internet connection on it so I won’t be able to use it to get your fingerprints and identity.’. Double Blind by smilebackwards: A funny story about Matt fighting with the Avengers and getting an injury that would have blinded him had he not been already blind. ‘The bomb.’ Captain America’s voice is understanding and sympathetic. Matt thinks before registering what she said about the labels. He’ll be able to strike then. Matt searchers through her pockets, looking for the little pin they all seem to carry. But it's not hard to figure out you’re ah. OR. They were on the desk and I grabbed them and got out of there in case... well.’. He knows there’s something on the paper; the smell of the ink and the slight greasy feel of the paper under his fingers is enough to tell him that. ‘You’ve not lost the right to call me Mike,’ he finally says. I… I really don’t need it.’ But there’s a waver in his voice, some of the frozen fury and hurt he’s feeling creeping into his voice. ‘What does that have to do with anything?’, Hawkeye carefully picks it up and passes it to Matt. ‘What the hell do you mean? ‘As in the Lord of the Rings? It’s f- okay. ‘No one has bothered to talk to me for longer than a minute.’ Not that Matt would let  them talk to him for longer than a minute anyway, but they don’t have to know that. That’s important to sighted people right? ‘Not sure. ‘Unless…?’, ‘Yeah, there’s something I’m not saying.’ Clint sighs again. ‘Not bad,’ he whispers, as they land on the roof of the building beside the bank. What reason do I have to trust you? Matt’s smart; he knows he is but compared to Tony Stark… he’s an idiot. Matt never thinks about the strange note in Hawkeye’s voice nor the unusual tick in his breath after he'd failed to read the screen. Matt!’ Foggy places a gentle hand on Matt’s chin and turns it so they’re facing another. ‘I’m not much of a reader honestly. His next jump, onto the ground of the alley is nearly as loud and Matt grits his teeth. We all do. Wouldn’t have said anything if I’d known.’. He’s spotted Matt. She freezes for barely a second but the panicked flicker of her heart echoes in Matt’s ears. But then someone gets a punch through his defences and Matt can’t help the cry he makes, forgetting all about the voice as his breath leaves his body. It dawns on Matt that he heard that with both ears. But while some of the memories of that night have a fuzzy haze over them, the memory of the speed with which Steve can move is not. ‘Should be.’. ‘Try that again, without the lying please.’, Steve huffs a slightly disbelieving laugh. There’s a lot of them in Hell’s Kitchen right now. Matt feels like bouncing on the spot. You should always know your way to where your home is. ‘Take it anyway,’ Stark says, putting the briefcase at Matt’s feet as his gauntlets slip onto his hands. Angry at himself and Widow for putting him in this position, Matt throws himself at the nearest man, the smell of gunpowder and metal giving away the gun in his hands. ‘I’ll know if you don’t.’ Before Hawkeye can reply, Matt’s gone; climbing the fire escape and darting over roofs. Because I can tot-’, ‘Tony,’ Steve says with a sigh. From there, he’s able to drop down onto the stairwell below it and in a few seconds, he’s on the ground in the alleyway and running. Spider-Man finds his way to Daredevil's apartment after a robbery goes wrong. An older man, one often found behind the desk with Brett, sighs. Matt is concerned when Peter seems to be afraid of something. Matt thinks as he works his way into their briefing room, being quiet as he slips into the back of the room. ‘Something like that. Acid is poured on Matt's face, … Biting his lips, he faces the Black Widow. ‘Never said you did. ‘Thought it was earlier. ‘Okay, you really are stubborn. I… I think they have cameras. One-shot. ‘Okay.’. Is he working with the Avengers? Stark nods and waves the briefcase he’s carrying in the air. Not in it for once, go him. You can’t kill an idea after all. Could he dare to hope that much? ‘You were too proud to ask for help and too proud to just walk away and leave a note like you’ve done be-’, ‘How do you know that?’ Matt can hear the collective beat of confusion in everyone’s hearts. ‘Sam and Tony are on air support, scouting out their arrival and making sure no one leaves. ‘See how it says ‘Home Hazard Intervention’?’ Matt nods vaguely, cursing that for all his abilities, he can’t actually read writing on the side of a van. ‘Heard about what Stark did. Foggy can attest to his ability to argue for hours on the death penalty and he’s not fond of the implicit legitimacy the government has given the Avengers’ anti-Hydra spree, complete with resulting deaths. ‘I deserve my own code name if I’m going to run with people as nuts as you guys.’, Matt smiles despite himself. So he locks his knees and moves out of the way of a kick. ‘Besides,’ he says, a bubble of amusement rising in him, ‘you’re not even addressing the right problem.’. He’s gone before Matt can say that that’s not what he’s thanking him for. Grimacing at the thought, Matt gathers himself. This has all the trappings of a bad situation to walk into alone. The archer?’ The connection sparks in Matt’s mind, though he’s not sure how Clint could be linked to the elf from the book or the movie - he sounds nothing like the actor who played him and surely there’s more to a connection than uses bow, must be like that archer in that book. It coats the floor and clouds Matt’s senses as a second twang breaks the night air. ‘Hydra is actually robbing a bank?’ Stark says, confusion in his voice. It’s part of what makes him such a great lawyer - and what had caused their fight to be as huge as it was. ‘That was a SHIELD shell company, used for surveillance. Any fire in his blood freezes as he tries to figure out how they could have reached this conclusion. ‘Holy shit, how are you still awake?’ Falcon says, and Matt realises there’s been words flowing around him since the Avengers arrived. ‘What are you doing?’. ‘Why should I have trusted you?’. ‘Good redirect there though. ‘Looks… looks right to me.’ He takes the phone and makes sure to lower his head in a way that’ll appear to Hawkeye like he had a quick glance at it. Focusing, he’s sure there’s eight people in the room, two women and six men. The Black Widow rises from her seat in an almost silent movement, with only the click of her heels a sign she’s moving. One of the Hydra grunts must notice the fleeing hostages because he starts to make his way towards the door. That causes Matt to turn, to give the appearance of looking at Banner. A/N: Written for a prompt over on the Daredevil Kink meme that … Matt senses the arrow coming from nearly the moment it’s released with the distinctive ‘twang’ of a bowstring. ‘Just. Hearing about his genius is nothing like being confronted with it. But… why is he drawing in Matt’s city? I’m not sure the police can hold him.’, Carefully Matt moves so he’s between Hawkeye and the trafficker and close enough to make firing a bow difficult. ‘Tony take off now.’ Stark is in the air a moment later. His eyes must be beginning to adjust because he manages to land a hit to Matt’s stomach. Matt doesn’t need it to hear them - he can hear Stark chattering away on Captain America’s comm from here - but he can’t admit to that. Sorry. Human traffickers and gangs are one thing. Hawkeye takes the bait. ‘Okay,’ Matt manages. It’s almost ordinary, the sort of thing you’d expect of a mid-sized company that’s too big to be at risk of failing but too small to be noticed easily. They take out three of their own people but everyone is on their feet a moment later, managing to trap Matt in the centre of a circle. ‘Spells Hydra on a standard telephone keypad. Daredevil and the Avengers are captured and Matt is tortured in front of them in an effort to get information. ’, Matt blinks. A tiny bit. I’ll call the cops.’. Work Search: ‘If you’d been able to read this you’d had know you were walking into a massive meeting of some of the highest ranking Hydra members that survived the fall of SHIELD.’, Falcon is the one to shrug. ‘Is that it?’ Matt manages to say over the hammering of his heart. If Daredevil needs to warn the police or deliver someone to them, he goes to Brett. ‘Ah, that makes a lot of sense,’ Falcon says and Matt resists the urge to bristle. ‘We’re trying to help buddy,’ Stark says, his voice a thunderclap in the silent room. But then again, it might have just been a lucky punch, as his next attack is a tackle in the wrong direction that ends up being more of a belly flop at thin air. He unfolds it gently and hears her outraged and slightly terrified whimper as he does. Slowly he moves towards it, vaguely annoyed at the strong smell of glue and metal. You should seek medical advice.’ His words are undermined by the fact he’s placed his hands on Matt’s back and is helping him sit up. No one’s heartbeat spikes nor does any one of the seven people in the room address him, so Matt’ thinks he’s managed it. Original.’. ‘Daredevil? ‘You all?’ Matt can’t keep the outrage from his voice. Clint doesn’t seem to notice and  shrugs. 5 times Foggy was reminded that Matts blind Chapter 1, a … Matt decides he doesn’t want to know and ignores them, returning his focus to the idea of a… a team-up really. Blind Matt Murdock | Archive of Our Own Still no signs of life in the warehouse but he’s certain they’ll be here tonight. ‘Why on the wall?’ he muses aloud, aware only Captain America is in the room to hear him. There’s nothing to feel, the ink from the printer has left no indents or raised ink or anything he can sense. Okay, and because he knows his friend, although facial expressions aren’t usually something he bothers to imagine. ‘Got himself one of the Veles gang by the looks of it; someone Fisk didn’t manage to wipe off the earth.’. But we’re not judging. Somehow, Foggy always cuts to the heart of an issue. ‘That’s okay. Only Thor is missing but Matt’s not certain he was ever here tonight and sure anything he says will get passed along to the alien God. Are you bleeding?’, Matt considers. A solid plan. ‘Got it. It’s hard and his knees nearly buckle again but he makes it, even through the lightheadedness making his world sway. ‘So there was another reason you went in.’, ‘Pride.’ Stark gulps down his whiskey and slams the glass on the bar bench with a bang that’s as loud as a gunshot to Matt’s senses. With a turn of his head, so Foggy can’t see his face, Matt admits, ‘And they may have been ah, upset, when I seemingly mixed up the labels on a switch in the bank and hit the lights instead of the alarm.’. Grabbing his bag, he races for the door as fast as his still shaking legs can manage. Just look. TNT. A light swish is the only sound the door makes as the man with the deep heartbeat makes his way into the room, talking to someone who is not there, ‘...amount of blood he lost, no way he’s cons- oh.’, ‘I did say, Dr Banner,’ a British man says, the speakers distorting his voice and adding a slight crackle to it. Matt gives her a charming smile, even though all he wants to do is scream at her. Behind him a woman jumps lightly onto the roof making nearly no sound. Matt mirrors the movement, clinging to Foggy as he pulls Matt to his feet with a groan from them both. He doesn’t chase Matt down to talk or force him into playing hide and seek to avoid meeting him. Even when Matt was knee deep in lies to him, Foggy could tell what Matt was thinking. 5 times Foggy was reminded that Matts blind Chapter 5, a … Matt hates that he’s hearing it from Captain America  of all people. And like all rumours, it’s spread like wildfire. ‘Thank you,’ Matt says softly as Banner moves past him. He shuffles through them, nodding on occasion. But it’s only a few streets over. ‘Yes? Any close?’. He doesn’t allow for loopholes or lies disguised as truths. They’re all a moment away from shouting at another and no one is even talking to  him. Matt tilts his head, hearing no lie in Steve’s voice nor sensing no lie in his body. Matt gets to the third floor with minimal problems (two broken jaws and minor scratch on Matt counts as minimal problems, right?) Just got a taxi, I’ll be there so soon.’, Through the foggy (ha!) ‘It’s fine. tip: katekyou "alternate universe" sort:>words, marvel fics that make my heart do this twisty thing, Books to absolutely reread like a thousand times, Marvel Percy Jackson and Harry Potter favorites. Once an idea is out there, there’s no stopping it. ‘Four, nine, three, seven, two?’ Matt asks, trying to figure out why that number has any meaning. Matt stands there for a long moment then turns and walks out; his silence the only approval he’s willing to give. ‘Oh man this is a StarkLet . Murdocks always get up. Okay then. How many enemies does Matt have left? Instead he’s been speaking with the steady but forceful voice he was trained to use in court, aware that a calm voice cuts far deeper than screamed words. Matt nods in satisfaction and goes to leave. He takes a deep breath and expands his focus. Matt stands there frozen, as the conversation descends into bickering over how fast a person can learn to read (fast, so long as they’re willing to work at it seems to be the consensus) and if they should be forced to do it at all (yes as the consensus, but Clint and the Hulk are the only ones really arguing that maybe forcing is an awful idea, though Thor is saying nothing at all). Matt laughs. He ducks under one punch, the thump of it hitting the wall behind him ringing in his ears. ‘And I just want to say… I’m listening now. ‘Have you not been using the Starklet I gave you? 5 times matt needed his sight around the avengers and 1 ‘Wasn’t sure I was still welcome to call you that.’ Matt tilts his head questioningly and Clint sighs again. ‘Probably. Avengers Team & Matt Murdock - Works | Archive of … Nearly punched him when he said he’d come out here to fix you. ‘Forget walking, I wanna know his secret as to how he’s awake,’ Clint says. Matt gives into his weakness and falls. Good to know. 8087 guests It’s not like they’re listening anyway. That can be dealt with. ‘Three more people. While sometimes it’s all he can do to find a bright side of things, Matt’s a somewhat optimistic idealist - something he’s well aware of even without people continuously pointing it out to him - and that means he can usually find a bright side. ‘With or without you-’, ‘- the people of Hell’s Kitchen are not going to suffer because you can’t keep your wars out of my city.’ He turns to leave but the Black Widow steps in front of him. That doesn’t mean Matt’s going to make it easy for him. Why would I expose myself to working with you knowing you think I’m a complete idiot… a retard , because of something I cannot help? ‘Okay. Finally Matt detects a box on the wall, about the level of a light switch. ‘Side benefit. They’re about the only ones who can read this nightmare of a chicken scratch.’. Leave them alone if you have to, stop the team ups, but don’t let them kill you.’.