Daredevil (fearlessone) wrote in marvel_united,
Daredevil
fearlessone
marvel_united

Jesus cured the blind...

The scent of fresh rain clouds. What a relief. Soon enough, everything would feel picture perfect. More like, it would SOUND picture perfect. Daredevil had perched himself on the top of the old church. The one his mother frequented, the one his lover died in, the one he had so many times tried to hate.

But never truly succeeded.

Beneath him, a violent scene was about to take place. A woman was steadily walking down the rugged street, armed with nothing but two shopping bags and her purse. She was outnumbered by far. Apparently, she noticed the two men scuddling toward her because her pace quickened and eventually turned into a run.

The quick patter of heels. The thudding of mud caked boots driving after. The aroma of expensive fragrences from the cosmetics department. The grungy down in the dirt smell of not washing for two weeks. It was an all too familiar playout.

Without another second's notice, Daredevil flipped down, swinging around a flagpole to catch his fall. He landed with no more than a feather's drop of a sound. The men were onto her now, aiming to kill. Before they even had a chance to grab their weapons, Daredevil had pounced into the scene.

The first criminal's arm was lodged behind his back, making a distinct cracking sound. The second gasped, jumping back from the woman. Daredevil whipped his staff into two connected pieces, thrashing it out at the man and knocking him in the back of the neck, sending him unconcious to the ground.

The woman's tear stained eyes widened slightly. "You... saved me."

Daredevil's blind eyes closed, as his head tilted up toward the murky sky. "I'm just doing what's right Miss."

Without another word, he leaped up, grabbing onto a window sill, flipping up through a series of buildings and eventually leaving the scene.
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