After got kicked out from his former school, JJ transferred to Scarlet Hearn University na kung saan nakilala niya si Reii. A girl who is a well trained in martial arts. Sa una nilang pagkikita, alam na nila parehong ayaw nila sa isa't isa that leads them to fight physically na sa huli ay ikinatalo ni JJ. And as time pass by.

The enemy became as one when they fought together with the Gang called Malimbo and won the fight, pero ang inis nila sa isa't isa ay nandodoon parin pero lingid sa kaalaman ni JJ unti-unti na siyang nagkakaroon ng pakialam kay Reii, until there this one time ng sinundan ni JJ si Reii sa ampunan kung saan sila nakapag-usap ng seryoso. No fight involve...

Reii said something that bother JJ.

"I don't hate you." Reii said to him na bigla niyang ikinasaya.

"I just don't like you." dagdag pa ng babae, where he felt a sudden light pain on his chest without knowing why.

Yung saya na meron siya ay naglaho.

But the girl immediately took it away by saying "but I still like John Justin Garcia."

After that, the enemy became frienemy. His care for her grow more.

Then they thought everything is already ok, but what they don't know, it is just the start of everything.

Someone is preparing to end the unfinished business from the past.

Date:- 2nd May, 2010
Time:-11:00 p.m.

   In the dark of night, a figure sneaked out of the Parker residence and climbed on top of their house and ran across the neighbouring roofs in a graceful, agile and silent manner. The figure was wearing dark clothes and a mask on his face.


P.O.V. Azmuth


    "Photographic Reflexes", the name assigned to Taskmaster's superhuman ability. Meaning that he is able to duplicate almost any physical act after seeing it done by someone else only once. Be it mastering complex gymnastic routines, combat moves or complex musical pieces, handwriting, and the exact manner of walking and voice as well. But there are limits to for example, say he watches a kung fu movie by the end of the movie he will be able to duplicate the moves shown in the movie with absolute mastery but the power behind the move will not be the same as someone like Captain America cause it would correspond to the body's own limits and he would only know the specific moves he saw and not the entire kung fu discipline not shown in the movie.
So here I am running, climbing and jumping across rooftops putting Parkour and world class gymnasts to shame, how you may ask, All Hail YouTube. 
Now I'm on my way to meet a blind lawyer in Hell Kitchen to have a crash course in learning the art of "beating-a-man-to-a- pulp". 
It just feels so freeing and relaxing to be able to walk again, and God this city is so beautiful at night. I can only imagine how intoxicated Peter felt as he'll be swinging through this this city. 
And that reminds me of the spider that would bite him and look towards the Oscorp tower in the distance. I would have just broken in the place and taken the spiders if they existed. The company is still only a chemical and biological sector related corporation and hasn't branched out to a millitary sector, hell they haven't even hired Conners yet. 
After about 30 minutes I reach my destination, though I wasn't tired just a little out of breath. I calmed my self and sneaked in through the window.


P.O.V. Narrator


"Who are you? Who sent you?" suddenly a voice called out to Azmuth but he wasn't startled and neither did his heart rate elevate causing the man to take a serious interest towards him. 
Azmuth observed the blind lawyer seriously, who is perhaps one of the best hand-to-hand combat artists of the marvel verse, a man who can give Captain America's golden will power a run for his money, Matt Murdock A.K.A. DareDevil, ``He's tense, and his muscles are tightening. He's lacking the patience of the more experienced Daredevil, so he's not going out beating the shit out people just yet that would mean Electra mustn't have died yet either.``
"Fight." Azmuth replied in a neutral voice throwing a lamp towards him, which he just dodges. He run towards me throwing a punch towards and I dodge it barely, he's not holding back. He keeps on the pressure going on a offensive flurry of jabs and kich but I keep dodging them. But he's about 6ft tall and I'm about 5'2, he has a reach advantage. 

Physical Movement Prediction, Taskmaster has easily been able to figure out the sleight of hand just by watching a poker master do it once. He can also predict moves of his opponents after seeing in action for a few seconds. Opponents who are masters at improvisational fighting styles and rely on both unpredictability and skill have their moves predicted by Taskmaster. This is the reason why he was able to humiliate Deadpool and soundly defeat him *< Hey don't you believe what this dickless excuse of an author says. Tell these readers that in my rematch, it was me who humiliated him like I do your mother every night.— Written by the man that cockblocked the ball-sack chin having Alien.>*


P.O.V. Matt Murdock 


The past couple of weeks have been very long. 'After rejecting permanent position in Landman and Zack law firm and beating that child-abuser to a pulp, the days spent in constant guilt and nightmares of the Hand have been wearing me down.'.
I reach home late and am greeted by silence, alone in the darkness. But no longer lonely, hmm I smile remembering by my only friend, Nelson.
Suddenly, i heard something... someone climbing the wall. I face towards the window to "see" him, 'his heart beat is stable too stable, meaning someone sent him but who? Hand? no he's not even trying to hide.'
"Who are you? Who sent you?"
'His heart beat, it's stable, so he's definitely not some robber no he's here for a purpose, he's prepared.... Wait! his heartbeat it's becoming erratic it's... it's not natural he's manipulating the cardiac muscles in his heart to give out erratic frequencies all the while not compromising the blood flow but why? does he know..... HE KNOWS!!!! He's dangerous.'
All these thoughts crossed my mind like a bullet as I ready myself for anything that might happen.
"Fight." 
I heard him say, his voice though was very hoarse and deep but I heard his vocal cords twitch a bit 'so he can change his voice as well.'
He threw the lamp at me, I just dodged and he came towards me engaging me in combat. He sent a perfect puch towards me 'he knows how to handle himself, let's stop holding back shall we.'
I start taking the offensive which was rather easy given I had a reach advantage, targetting his nose, chin, throat, lungs and kidneys and kept pushing him back.
Something felt off, he kept dodging faster and faster but it seemed as though his body was moving on it's own... like a response to a stimulus like a reflex.
And then I heard it, his muscles moving and flexing to match the movement of my own, his posture matching my own and then the realisation set in 'He's COPYING me down to finest details.... and he already MASTERED it. FUCK IT!!' I started fighting faster going beyond my limits then,
"AAAAH!!!" I moved suddenly, 'If he can copy others moves then I'll just randomise my moves.'. I thought in confidence trying to catch him off guard.

'Let me be the first to tell you..... I was wrong.
*hooouufff*huuuuff*huff*
In but a fleeting second I realised, I was on the floor with the wind knocked out of my lungs.'
His reaction was so fast, quick, and precise that I don't even know how he hit me, my superhuman hearing didn't register it, my superhuman speed and Reflexes didn't react, even my body didn't register the pain of the hit untill after I'm trying to analyse what just happened.


P.O.V. Azmuth

Limited Superhuman Speed and Super Human Reflexes, Taskmaster discovered that watching a martial arts moves in double speed, he can replicate that speed albeit for short while for he does not have any endurance enhancements, it thus puts strain on the body. Taskmaster reflexes are so fast that he is not only able to dodge bullets but also catch them between his fingers.
'Damn! that was exciting. He nearly had me couple of times though....' I stand victorious in front of the Hell's Kitchen's Devil and I look towards my trembling, bruised and slightly bleeding hands '.... but the power behind his punches is too much. I had about a 90% shot of winning, 30% due to my powers, 5% luck, 5% element of surprise and 50% based on the fact that I was clear on what his powers and limits were and he knew absolutely nothing about mine.'
The Original Taskmaster at the peak of his abilities can never lose in a one-on-one fight, with his tactical and strategic genius he had Iron Man on verge of losing. He on cares about himself and does not risk his life until absolutely necessary which is why he has trained so many henchmen like Black Widow, Cross Bones and many more to his jobs. In the comics civil war he fought both Iron Man and Captain America while dominating the fight he only left because the situation wasn't favourable and no significant profit in victory. He copied the fighting styles of all major heroes just by recording their fights and it is blessings they did cross paths with him.
"What the hell do you want?" Matt asked me in a ragged voice trying to catch his breath.
"Learning how to fight from. You have taught me much, thank you." I replied in a nonchalant but respectfull and sincere tone maintaining my fake voice and the erratic frequencies of my heart so that he won't be able to identify me.
"So you who can just copy others by seeing they once choose to break into my home, than to just watching MMA on YouTube. Are you sure you are not stupid?" Matt asked clearly baffled at the fact that he got beat up for something so stupid and unnecessary.
"Nah, it's just lazy writing and the author's desire to write a fight scene cause he was getting bored of writing an intellectual plot. I call it the DCEU's disease." I replied though Matt didn't seem to quite understand what I was saying ' Is this how it is for Wade as well.'.
"Anyways thank you for your help, and take care." And I just ran out the window while I heard Matt shout, "FUCK YOU."

I returned back home by about 4 in the morning, rest of the time was just spent roaming city, and went down for a nap.



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A/n:- New chapter's here people. First time writing a fight scene go easy on me. Constructive criticism and suggestions are appreciated so is fact, and timeline checks. Im also thinking of writing a new fanfiction and no I'm not dropping this for the new one, I won't probably write a new one for long time. Vote from the following:-

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-A complete NSFW SI fanfic albeit low length but still a cool one. SI as Kilgrave from Jessica Jones series. 
*Gotta say the Doctor really makes a good villain~ JJ Netflix series was really fun, Daredevil & The Punisher were really good too! 

Sypnosis: Ever watched a show and thought, "I could do that way better than they do." Ever seen a character with power and scoff at the way they misuse it? Ever contemplate what choices you would make if given a chance to take their place? The things you would do differently? Don't. Don't do that. Take it from me, you never know who might be listening. (A different sort of Self-Insert.)
Rated: M
Words: 48K
Posted on: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11792054/1/Purple-Morality (Cambrian Beckett)

PS: If you're not able to copy/paste the link, you have everything in here to find it, by simply searching the author and the story title. It sucks that you can't copy links on mobile (´ー｀) 

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Chapter 1

A/N: Well here's my newest story. This isn't tied to any of my other stories, it's completely stand alone. That said, I hope both my normal readers and any new readers really enjoy it.

I sat staring at the computer even as the credits for the final episode of Jessica Jones rolled across the screen. Hot damn, Netflix was on fire with these Original Marvel series. First Daredevil drew me in with it's amazing cast of villains, and now this one had me binge watching seven episodes at once just to finish the season. Looking at the time I sigh when I find that it's almost six a.m. I mean, I usually don't wake up until around twelve anyways, but it's still a bit much.
My mind is pretty fried as I go through the motions of shutting down Netflix and putting my computer to sleep. I get out of my chair and take a few gulps of water to cure the parched feeling in my throat. Then I take a piss before crawling into bed. I probably won't get to sleep until seven at this point, so many things swirling around my head.
At the forefront is the main villain of the show I just got done watching. Kilgrave and his mind control. I've always been more interested in the villains of most of the fiction I partake in. Even Kilgrave with his incredibly harsh disregard for literally everyone around him, was a bit closer to my moral compass than Jessica or Trish.
Not to say I'd go around telling people to jump off buildings or throw hot coffee in their eyes, or go out of my way to turn an aspiring social worker into a druggie just so he'll take voyeuristic pictures of a girl for me day in and day out. Kilgrave regularly took things too far, but I could understand why given his childhood. I didn't have that excuse, and despite being a selfish prick, I still had some compassion.
Still, mind control would be fun. Even if it only started at 12 hours, I could just find Kilgrave's parents with my foreknowledge and force them to enhance me. I might even get to the point where I could control Jessica again, unlike the actual Kilgrave who failed in the show. That was unfortunate. I'd have to check tomorrow morning and see if there were any good fanfics out yet that had Kilgrave winning and gaining control again.
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Ah who am I kidding, why wait? Grabbing my phone off its charger I twist onto my side and bring up google, carefully typing in 'Kilgrave Fanfiction'.
Yep, as I'd hoped, there's a small collection of stories on Archiveofourown marked with the 'Jessica Jones/Kilgrave' pairing.
Well now, I'm probably not going to get any sleep tonight. A slight smile on my face, I pick the first one with a promising summary and begin reading. Hours later I pass out with my phone slipping out of my hand, still shining brightly in the darkness of my room. My last conscious thought is that I would make a much better Kilgrave than the man himself was.
XxScenebreakxX
"Would you? Let's put that to the test."
XxScenebreakxX
I wake up slowly, and I've never felt more uncomfortable. The surface I'm laid out on is harder than my bed ever has been and I can tell something is instantly wrong. For starters, I've slept on my side for most of my life and my head has always been elevated. Yet, when I wake up now I'm on my back and there's nothing supporting my head.
With a groan, I sit up only to immediately grow nauseated and confused. My body doesn't feel right and it makes my head swim as I try to get oriented. I'm lighter and taller and even my hair feels odd atop my head. I bring a hand with fingers that are too long to my midsection, only to find my fat gut is gone, replaced by a smooth skinny stomach.
Dressed in some sort of suit but stripped of socks and shoes, I swing my legs off of the metal slab I'd woken up on only to find the floor below me covered in several inches of water. I'm in some sort of cell, and even in my tired bleary state I feel like I should recognize this. Everything is so dark though as I try to peer around. I open my mouth finally and speak, calling out loudly, "Hello?!"
Even my voice sounds strange, an English accent to it that I could swear I'd heard before, just never from my own mouth, but I'm not able to really contemplate what that means before a light turns on and a projector throws some sort of video up on the wall.
From the ceiling I hear a very familiar voice, "Hello Kevin."
The tone is that of disgust and triumph and I watch the video on the wall with wide eyes even as the lights behind me turn on as well. I don't turn around right away. I already know what I'll find. I watched this very scene just a short time ago. I recognize the home video of a young boy being experimented on that was playing on the wall before me.
Finally turning around, my fears were answered when Jessica Jones' face stared back at me, a small smug smirk making her look admittedly very hot if it weren't for the circumstances. Running my hands over my body, I looked down at my dark purple suit in horror and forced myself to finally admit in my head what I'd already begun to suspect.
Oh god.
I'm Kilgrave.
Stumbling back, I find my metal bed and collapse on it in shock. This… this is not what I wanted. Sure, I'd contemplated the idea. I'd spent some time considering what I'd do if I was in Kilgrave's place with his powers. The things I'd do differently and the ways I would use it to slide through life having fun, instead of wasting all my time hunting his parents and killing strangers like he had.
Nowhere in that though, had I wanted to shoulder Kilgrave's mistakes, his actions as my own. I especially hadn't wanted to start in the absolute worst spot in the show, the one time Kilgrave was captured and imprisoned at the mercy of the woman sitting outside this cell. Jessica speaks up again given my silence, the smirk on her face growing wider, "What's the matter, Kevin? Cat got your tongue?"
She puts so much emphasis on the name every time she says it. Kilgrave would probably have hated it, but I could care less. Might even start using Kevin full time, if I can get out of here. I consider for a long moment whether I should tell Jessica the actual truth. How will she react if I try to explain that Kilgrave isn't here anymore and some random fucker has taken his place?
Yeah, I wouldn't believe me either. Even if by some small chance I was able to convince her that it was true, what then? Simpson and Luke Cage would still want me dead and Jessica would still want Hope free. In the end, all I could do was play along and see where everything takes me. With that thought in my head I finally respond to my captor with a noncommittal, "Hello Jessica."
My tired resigned tone must be clear, as she immediately reacts to it with more smugness, "What's the matter Kevin? Lose your strut once you're no longer in control? Can't brainwash your way out of this one Kevin."
The continued emphasis on Kilgrave's name causes a slight twitch on my lips that she misinterprets, "Granted it is a mundane name, but Kilgrave? How obvious can you get? Was Murdercorpse already taken?"
I let out a low chuckle at the joke, one of the internet's favorite lines from the TV show given the amount of times I'd seen it so far in fanfiction, "Ah, I have to agree with you. It does seem rather melodramatic, doesn't it?"
That brings her up short, "What?"
Slowly, I slide my feet off the floor of the cell and onto the bench with me, bringing my knees to my chest and then standing atop that as well. Carefully, I unbutton my shirt and lay it across the driest part of the bench, before sitting on it now bare chested, "Are you going to torture me Jessica? Press that big red button and electrocute the water beneath my feet so that I tell you whatever you want to hear?"
An incredulous look passes over her face as her eyes glance towards said button and then back to me, "How did you?-"
I cut her off with a scoff, "Come now Jessica, I'm not stupid. You can still stop this you know. Let me out now and I won't press charges. I have no desire to spend any more time with you after this, but I'm willing to keep this out of the courtroom if you don't go any further. Let me go."
Jessica just smirks, "Go ahead, order me again Kevin. That's a hermetically sealed room; you can't control anyone while in it."
I roll my eyes for effect and shake my head as I speak in a somber and pitying tone, "You're delusional Jessica. You left me for dead and your brain cocked up this made up story about whom I am and what I can do. I wasn't trying to mind control you or anything like that. I was trying to appeal to whatever shreds of sanity you have left."
I give a slight smile, completely fake of course just like my next words, "I know that the girl I loved is still in there, somewhere."
That gets her to finally hit the big red button, and I feel it as the volts run up the legs of the metal table and through my thin shirt, which isn't as good an insulator as I'd hoped. With a yelp and a spasm I fall off my 'bed' and into the several of inches of water with very little decorum. As I leverage myself up, I see Jessica's smug grin as she turns back on the video player showing the experiments Kilgrave's parents did on him.
Reaching for and grabbing my shirt, I put it back on and button it up before lying down on the cot. I make a show of appearing to be agitated and irritated by the voices and the pained screams of a young Kevin, but in reality I'm soaking it all in. This right here is an origin story and I'm very interested in seeing more than the TV show ever gave me.
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Jessica leaves and then comes back. I have no idea where she'd gone or what she'd done, perhaps a bathroom break, perhaps she'd called someone. Still, it was clear the questioning was back on as she flipped through several different experiments from the flash drive and began interrogating me again.
"So you weren't the only lab rat. Riva knew about this didn't she, and that's why you wanted her dead."
Sitting up on the metal cot I give a mirthless smile and shake my head, "No Jessica, Riva died in the bus crash that nearly killed me. She was our friend and she was helping me, helping us. Only, you've built this world where I don't get to have friends that I'm not controlling, so now she's just another victim. This isn't you Jessica."
Jessica grits her teeth together and puts her hand over the big red button, "Shut up Kevin."
I keep my lips sealed and after a moment of visibly controlling her anger, she goes down a different tact, "Who are these other kids? You killed for this video and you never thought to look for the other kids? Afraid of the competition?"
I scoff openly, "C'mon Jessica, you know why I wanted to find the flash drive. I was too busy looking for my parents to care about children in other parts of the world. You and Riva were both helping me, before that night."
Jessica just scoffs back, "Or maybe you already found and killed them all."
That's when Hogarth shows up. I notice her but beyond pointing her out to Jessica with a nod of my head, I don't react in any real way. I have no desire to experience a shock again. Jessica shuts off the mike and I'm left in silence and my own thoughts as I lean against the metal and glass and watch Hogarth and Jessica talk.
It's unfortunate I've never learned to read lips, but luckily I know the gist of what they're saying. Hogarth is telling Jessica that any confession she extracts from me will be inadmissible and dismissed as staged. I watch as she gets upset with Jessica for not helping her more with her current divorce proceedings. I can see the exact moment where Jessica tells Hogarth that because I've seen her, she's already implicated.
Jessica leaves to go find Clements, the detective she would try to have stand witness to my mind control powers. Hogarth remains, fiddling with her phone as she texts back and forth with her lawyer concerning the divorce. I continue to watch, knowing my moment will come soon.
She sits down and then minutes later she stands abruptly and places a call. I watch as she has a heated discussion with Wendy that ends with the latter hanging up and Hogarth staring at her phone in disbelief. That's my cue, so I raise my hand and knock casually.
Turning towards me, Hogarth gives me a look but I just nod towards the mic on the desk. After a moment of hesitation she walks over to it and presses the button that connects me to the world outside my cell once more. I smile appreciatively even as she speaks, "Did you need something?"
"I wanted to tell you that the offer I gave Jessica is still open. Let me out and I won't press charges. I thought Jessica loved me like I loved her and that we could make this work, but it's clear that despite my efforts, she's too far in her own broken delusion to see our past for what it truly is. Did you know that she's been living with me? Several days in fact, eating and sleeping together under the same roof. It was going great until… this."
Hogarth just snorts, but I press on, not nearly finished, "I suppose you would know though. It certainly sounds like Wendy is giving you quite a bit of trouble. Sorry, I was reading lips. Threatening to expose you? Love is such a fleeting thing I suppose."
Hogarth has her lips pursed together now, "Is there a point?"
I smile wide, "There always is, isn't there? Well, I just wanted to point out, that if someone were to let me out, go against Jessica's wishes… I would be in their debt, wouldn't I? They would in fact have the ability to call on me for several reasonable favors of a varying range of magnitudes. It would certainly not be terrible, having a powerful lawyer as my friend."
Hogarth's lips twitch in a smile, "I'll be sure to refer one."
That ends our conversation for the time being as Hogarth cuts off the mic once more, but I know the seeds have been planted. Pretty little Pam will finish my job for me and send Hogarth directly into my arms. All I have to do now… is wait.
Easier said than done. Settling back down onto my cot, I let out a low sigh and rest my eyes for a bit. Things will start up again soon enough, and I need to be sharp enough to navigate them, or I may end up dead in this stupid little cell.
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Activating Sharp Nose, Luke quickly found a first aid kit in the room.
He then picked up the person on the floor and put him on a long table before turning on two lamps and angling them as he did his best to put together an operating table.
Twenty minutes later, he stopped what he was doing. "Mr. Black Mask, now that your injury has been treated, you don't have to pretend to be unconscious anymore. Hm, or do you want me to call you New York's Batman?"
The person on the table still didn't move.
Luke sighed. "Whatever the case, I saved you. Are you sure you want to act like this with me?"
The man in black finally turned around and asked in a low voice, "Who are you? How did you find me?"
Luke shrugged. "I saw you when you went ashore from the pier. You've gotten quite famous here recently. I only followed you here to take a look. I didn't touch your mask, so you don't have to care who I am."
The man in black was silent for a moment. "You should still have a name, right?"
Luke said, "You can call me Puncher."
The man in black asked, "Why did you save me?"
Luke crossed his arms. "As a basic courtesy, shouldn't you give me a name? I can't keep calling you Black Mask or New York's Batman, can I?"
The man in black was lost for words for a moment before he said, "You can call me Daredevil!"
Luke chuckled. "That indeed suits you. You're truly a daredevil for going out to fight for justice in just a black hood."
Daredevil frowned. "You've seen me before?"
Luke suddenly smiled. "Daredevil, you do have sharp ears, but please don't use them on me. It's not a good habit to pry into other people's privacy."
Daredevil's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.
"There's no need to deny it." Luke continued, "With your face completely covered like that, anybody can tell that you're blind."
Daredevil said nothing.
"If I were you, I would first make a helmet and add two lenses to hide the fact that you're blind, so that the enemy will think that you're relying on your vision to fight," suggested Luke.
Daredevil was silent for a moment before he couldn't help saying, "I'm not a tailor. I can't make a helmet for myself."
Luke, on the other hand, chuckled. "Then what about your clothes? You can't hide your height in ordinary clothes, and your real identity will be easily exposed. You're truly inferior to Batman."
Hearing the name "Batman" again, Daredevil couldn't help but say, "I'm not Batman. I'm not doing this to imitate him."
Luke tilted his head. "That's a given; your imitation isn't even as good as the cosplayers."
Pausing for a moment, he then continued, "Since you're not a copycat, make yourself special equipment to hide yourself better so that you're different from the original Batman."
Daredevil was speechless.
The equipment which Batman used had been analyzed countless times by the newspapers and magazines.
Daredevil wasn't an engineering major; he couldn't compare with Batman.
Luke put the first aid kit aside and looked out the window at the Hudson River. "Tell me, why would a blind man be a vigilante? Is he relying on the fact that his hearing is better than an ordinary person's?"
Daredevil didn't say anything.
Luke didn't turn around. "You're blind, but you're talented. Apart from your extraordinary agility, your sense of hearing and smell are also very sharp. I told you not to pry into my privacy with your hearing, so you switched back to your sense of smell. Are you trying to remember my scent so that you can find me later?"
Daredevil's body stiffened, and he suddenly felt like a child that had been caught doing something bad.
Luke turned around and looked at him. "This world isn't as simple as you think. You're not the only person with superpowers in New York. If you want to live longer as a vigilante, you better learn from Batman."
Daredevil frowned. "I'm me, not anyone else."
"I'm telling you to be careful." Luke continued, "You may have to face more than just gangsters in the future. If the organizations investigating Batman are interested in you one day, information about you will appear on their desks in a few days."
Looking at Daredevil, who was silent again, Luke smiled and threw a blanket at him. "That's all I have to say. May you have pleasant dreams tonight!"
Daredevil finally couldn't help but say, "Wait."
Luke: "Hm?"
"Why did you come to New York?" Daredevil asked.
Luke chuckled. "New York isn't yours or mine. Enjoy your last free moments, kid. You'll be busy after this. We might meet again."
Then, he quickly disappeared.
Daredevil gritted his teeth and lay back down after a moment.
If Puncher really wanted to kill him, he had had countless opportunities just now.
The fact that Daredevil was still alive could only prove that wasn't his plan.
Daredevil had lost a lot of blood. He was dizzy and exhausted. He barely covered himself with the blanket before he fell unconscious.
After changing back into his clothes, Luke left the house and looked at the window on the third floor. He shook his head and left.
After meeting up with Selina, they went home together.
Selina asked curiously, "Is Daredevil's sense of hearing and smell very good?"
Luke said, "Basically. That's why I didn't let you approach him, in case the new neighbor finds out about our 'hobby'."
Selina asked, "But you got close to him just now. Won't that be a problem?"
Luke chuckled. "Do you think I would have dared approach him without being prepared? Remember to always clean up after yourself, or you'll easily be found, like this Daredevil."
Selina, on the other hand, frowned. "We'll definitely run into him again at night. Won't we also risk being exposed then?"
Luke said, "I'll modify your armor and figure out how to solve the problem. The new neighbor should be resting for a few days. We have time."
Selina nodded, then suddenly sighed. "New York is a lot more unbelievable than Los Angeles. We've only been here for a few days, and we've already run into all these weird people."
"There will be a lot more like what happened tonight. Don't get careless," Luke warned her.
In the next few years, there would be a steady stream of heroes and villains stirring up wave after wave of trouble in New York. When that happened, these weird people and events would pop up like mushrooms everywhere, like a market sale.
Luke felt that this kind of life was a little… exciting!


Luke has transmigrated to the United States, but eventually realizes that this United States is different from the United States of his previous life. Here, the superpowers and characters from the movies in his previous life actually exist. How will Luke fare in a world where such terrifying superpowers exist? 
Fortunately, he has a cheat – the Super Detective System.
Join Luke on his new journey toward becoming a detective.


"I don't suppose you two would consider coming quietly with me and not give me any problems?" Andrew said. 
Wilson charged in screaming, swinging his mace wildly, Andrew was pushed onto the retreat. Andrew swung his sword clashing with Wilson's mace, and was knocked to the ground. Wilson raised his mace high above his head, when it was struck out of his hand, by one of Matthew's Billy clubs. Matthew dragged Wilson by the back and put some distance between them and Andrew.
            "What are you doing!?" Wilson said angrily.
            "Saving your life." Matthew said pointing at the mace turned into a spike.
Andrew dusted himself off, and stood up.
            "We can't use our weapons on him, he'll just turn it against us." Matthew said holstering his Billy club by his leg.
            "Have you been spying on me? Also how are you spying on me with your...condition?" Andrew asked.
            "I don't need my eyes to see." 
Andrew gave him a confused look.
            "Well I know how that sounds, but..."
            "You use an enhanced form of echo location. Like a bat. Begs the question now of why you didn't call yourself Batman instead." 
            "Because that might reveal my abilities, and most importantly I'd rather people not think I'm a furry like you." Matthew said smirking.
            "I'm not a...never mind. Just lay down your weapons and turn yourselves in. I'll feel more even with Spider-man if I brought you two in alive." 
            "You'll die trying." Wilson said charging.
Andrew rolled his eyes and transformed, catching Wilson's punch. The force pushed them both back. Wilson looked up at him shocked, staring into Andrew's piercing golden eyes glaring back at him.
            "H..how....?"
Andrew shot in closer and tossed Wilson over his shoulder. He raised his foot ready to stomp down on Wilson's face when Matthew kicked him away. Matthew helped Wilson up and took a fighting stance.
            "He's ready to fight us this time." Matthew said.
            "No, c**t shooting me before our fight." Andrew said summoning his sword.
            "Thought you said, you were gonna bring us in alive?" Matthew said.
            "You can still be alive with no limbs!" Andrew yelled charging in. 
He slammed his sword down, the two of them leapt apart, dodging the strike as it smashed the ground. Matthew threw his Billy club at Andrew's face, he quickly blocked it with his shield, but Wilson charged in screaming and tackled him, bulldozing his way through the stone walls using Andrew as a shield. Matthew picked up his Billy club and chased after them. Andrew planted his dropped a heavy elbow into Wilson's back. Wilson grunted as he finally pinned him against a wall and began throwing a wild barrage of haymakers. A black rope wrapped around Wilson's throat, Andrew pulled him in close and smashed his nose in with a violent headbutt. Wilson reeled back as blood spurted out. Andrew summoned his shield cocking it back. Matthew quickly threw his Billy club shattering the shield and sent Andrew staggering back. Andrew saw Matthew closing in and shouted.
            "I challenge Wilson Fisk to one on one combat!"
A magical barrier appeared stopping Matthew's advance. He slammed his fist against the barrier screaming in angrily, as Andrew smirked at him, while taking a breather. 
            "Now, let's get rid of the fat f**k first." Andrew said slamming his sword into the ground.
            "BE CAREFUL WILSON!" Matthew shouted out, slamming his fist against the barrier.
            "I AM NOT FAT!" Wilson screamed charging in.
Andrew leapt over Wilson, and created a spike from the ground. The spike rammed into Wilson's spine, but shattered after it pierced through his thick padded clothing. 
            "You know for a guy who doesn't want to be called fat, you sure as hell don't dress to look slim. I mean all white? Black is slimming everyone knows this." 
Wilson turned around growling and scowling at Andrew. 
            "Wilson! Don't let him get in your head!" Matthew screamed out.
            "I have to ask, when they take a blood sample from you. Is it just a thick slurry of fat that comes out, or does it kind of look like a strawberry sundae?" Andrew said walking in front of Matthew, resting his sword on the ground.
Wilson let out a scream charging at Andrew.
            "Like taking candy from a baby." He thought as Wilson came closer.
Wilson closed the distance and cocked his fist back, his face red and full of anger. 
            "I give up!" 
Andrew yelled, shifting the ground underneath him, and dodging the charge. The barrier disappeared, and Wilson went barrelling into Matthew. Andrew looked at them nodding with surprised impressed. 
            "Didn't think it would work that well, but boy am I glad it did." 
The two scampered to their feet and raised their fist, growling at Andrew.
            "You're going to pay for that!" Wilson screamed, running at Andrew.
            "Wait Wilson!" Matthew called out after him. 
            "I challenge Matthew Murdock to one on one combat!" 
The barrier appeared and Wilson face planted against a barrier wall before being launched out.
            "Huh, this thing is incredibly useful. I'm glad everyone can use this thing." Andrew said inspecting the barrier wall.
            "Only those in the Hand may use it. If you weren't a member of the Hand, you would be a bloody paste by now." 
            "You think I don't have a backup plan, when I test these things? Only reason you two are still breathing for all the bullshit you put me and Colleen through, is because I want to bring you two in alive for Spider-man." Andrew said slamming his sword into the ground.
            "Whatever that weapon touches he can mould, but it seems like only non-organic things only. I'll have to be cautious about what that weapon touches." Matthew thought slowly approaching Andrew.
The ground turned into a spike wall blocking Matthew from Andrew.
            "Hey Fatson, I read your profile before I got here. You somehow found yourself a G.I.L.F, named Vanessa Marianna. A fine little lady, and those natural white streaks in her hair that she just rocks." 
            "YOU DON'T GET TO SAY HER NAME!" Wilson shouted slamming his fist against the barrier.
            "Why not? You left her all alone, with no way out of here. I'll tell you what, when I go back, I'll finish the job and dye all her hair white with an all natural solution." Andrew said smirking at Wilson.
Wilson roared throwing a barrage of wild attacks at the barrier. 
            "He's putting a crapton Chi into each of those punches and isn't getting through. That's good to know." 
            "WILSON SAVE YOUR ENERGY!" Matthew shouted.
            "Yeah Wilson, save your energy, gonna need it to finish off sloppy seconds with MY Vanessa." 
Wilson cocked his arm back screaming, veins bulging from his neck, his face and eyes red. 
            "I give up." Andrew said summoning his sword.
The barrier dropped, Andrew transformed back and ducked under the feral haymaker. With a powerful thrust, Andrew plunged his sword halfway through Wilson's calf, pinning him to the ground. Wilson cried out in pain, Matthew circled around the stone wall, as Andrew split the sword off from the hilt and knocked him out cold, with a punch to the head.
            "One c**t down. Now for the blind c**t who calls himself the Devil." 
Matthew roared, gritting his teeth as he leapt in throwing sharp and precise combinations, the ground breaking with each step he took. Andrew kept him at bay with his shield, before pushing him away.
            "What's wrong? Are you seeing...red?" Andrew said with a big smile.
Matthew snarled his teeth, and leapt at him. Andrew gave him a coy smile, before he was struck across the face. He quickly got up holding his face and shaking his head.
            "Did he know, I was going to strengthen the ground?" 
Matthew smirked back at him.
            "Looks like our fight, is finally going to get interesting."
Andrew gave him a confused look. When a needle flew out piercing into Andrew's back. He screamed out in pain reaching for his back. He turned around to see Phoenix standing behind him. 
"Who the f**k are you!?" Andrew yelled, still trying to reach for the needle.
            "I am Phoenix. Or you as you will soon know me as. Step mother." 
            "What are you doing down here?" Matthew asked.
            "I heard the commotion from that wild beast."
            "You're Colleen's real mum? Good f**king god, she got lucky to not look like your decrepit looking ass." 
            "Insolent boy!" Phoenix said angrily.
She quickly threw another needle at Andrew.
            "I challenge Matthew to one on one combat!" 
The needle shattered against the barrier. Andrew smirked at her and looked to Matthew raising his hand out. However he could not summon Mimicry, and looked over to Phoenix.
            "You were the one who cut my connection to Mimi. What did you do to Colleen?" 
            "Deal with him Daredevil, and bring him in alive. If he dies, you'll be joining him in death." Phoenix said leaping away.
            "Crazy ass bitch." They both said at the same time.
Andrew transformed and clenched his fist.
            "I can still transform, but I've lost access to Mimicry and I can't even use my Chi either. As of right now, I still have the advantage with my reach and height, and our strength should be about equal even with his Chi." 
Andrew ran in throwing a right hook. Daredevil slipped under the hook and delivered three blows in quick succession to his liver. Andrew curled in holding his side, and fell to his knees vomiting. Daredevil began stomping and soccer kicking Andrew on the ground, rolling him onto his back.
            "Not so smug, without your weapon now are we." 
Andrew slammed his fist into the ground, and stood back up, clenching his fist and teeth. Daredevil raised his guard and began bouncing on his toes gently, with a smirk across his face. Andrew ran in, throwing a flurry of big haymakers and swiping the air with his claws. Daredevil slipped and weaved each one, countering in-between the combinations with a stiff left jab, hitting Andrew's chin. He stumbled back spitting out blood and struggled to regain his posture. 
            "You seriously suck at fighting hand to hand." 
            "Are you actually f**king blind!?"  
            "Legally speaking yes." 
            "God, I can't wait to send you to prison." 
Andrew leapt in and threw a thrust kick. Daredevil ducked under it and swept his base out with a spinning kick. Andrew quickly rolled with the momentum over his neck and shoulder, retaking a fighting stance.          
            "You're years from taking me in a real fight." 
Andrew suddenly reached for the needle in his back, Daredevil quickly closed in, forcing him to cover up and block the barrage of attacks. He broke through Andrew's guard with a jumping uppercut, and sent him to the ground. Andrew shot up feeling the needle dig deeper into his flesh. 
            "MOTHERF**KING NEEDLE!"
            "What's wrong?" Daredevil said pouting at him.
Andrew stood up and let out an angry grunt, before putting up his hands.
            "You got spirit, I'll give you that."  
Andrew charged in throwing a wide right hook.
            "He still thinks that he can land these wild shots?" Daredevil thought as he slipped under the punch.
However the punch grazed his mask and knocked him over. He quickly recovered and put his guard up, his vision disorientated and shaky.
            "What the hell? I know I slipped under that." 
Andrew closed in again, this time throwing a big round house. Daredevil dipped down attempting to duck the kick, but again was grazed over on his mask. Daredevil created some distance keeping his guard up.
            "How is hitting me? I know I'm moving enough to clear those attacks with ease. So how am I getting hit?"
 Andrew moved in keeping the pressure, throwing another round house. 
            "Fine, I won't dodge it. I'll break your goddamn foot." Daredevil thought cocking his fist back. 
He threw his punch aiming for the top of Andrew's foot, but completely missed striking over it instead. Daredevil was kicked across the ribs and sent to the ground, Andrew tried to keep the pressure, but backed off seeing Daredevil do a kick up 
"What the hell was that!?" Daredevil shouted.
"What was what?" Andrew said with a coy smile.
"You're foot was aiming for my head, then went straight into my ribs somehow."
"How do you even know that? Are you honest to God even blind?"
            "Tch, whatever. I'm going to break you now." Daredevil said cracking his knuckles.
Andrew quickly leapt in and threw a high thrust kick. Daredevil looked at it confused, dipping down and shooting in.
            "That kick wasn't even close to hitting me so why throw...." 
Daredevil felt Andrew's boot plant into his spine, and was pushed down to the ground. Andrew drove his heel in deeper, Daredevil screamed wriggling Andrew's foot off. 
            "ENOUGH OF THIS! HOW ARE YOU HITTING ME!?"
            "You're years from understanding that." 
            "You think you're being CUTE!?" 
            "I'm f**king adorable." 
Daredevil ran in, throwing a barrage of feral combinations. Andrew leapt back, and threw a round house aiming for his body. 
            "This, time I'll catch his leg and..." 
Daredevil's leg buckled as Andrew's round house connected with his calf. He screamed out in pain, limping backwards. Andrew cocked his right arm back and Daredevil raised a cross guard over his face. The straight then connected with Daredevil's abdomen causing him to dry retch and keel over. Andrew transformed back into a human and lowered his stance. With one clean motion, as Andrew launched himself up, he transformed into a werewolf launching Daredevil into the air. 
Daredevil coughed up blood, attempting to get up, as Andrew slowly approached him. Andrew transformed back, except for his arm and managed to reach for the needle in his back, yelling out in pain as he ripped out the needle. 
            "That's how he got me. He purposefully reverted his parts of his body, before the attack connected." 
Daredevil rolled over onto one of his arm, chuckling at Andrew, spitting out a glob of blood.
            "F**k, you're clever. It's a shame, you're also stupidly in love." 
Andrew summoned his shield, walking over to Daredevil, breathing heavily and sweating. 
            "Left or right?" Andrew asked standing over Daredevil.
            "Does it matter which one I pick?" 
            "...You're right it doesn't. Just don't go into shock and die." 
Andrew brought his shield down with all his might, breaking both of Daredevil's legs at the shin. He let out a blood curdling scream as his legs and bones wrapped around the bend of the shield.  Andrew looked up at the top of the pagoda sticking out, and began marching up the hill again.
            "I'm coming Colleen, almost there."

This story follows a S.H.I.E.L.D agent of Andrew

How can one enjoy their spot or seat in the table if you knew that sooner or later, someone will come to take it from you? It's a non-stop challenge and this is not an ordinary gambling game. It's worse than losing all your coin or betting your money, you're fighting for your spot.


In the rooms there are different games to choose from,  there are card games, roulette wheel selection games, slots machine,  even bingo, horse and car races and cockfights are all there. Lahat ng klaseng sugal ay pwede mong malaro sa site na ito. Kaya naman napakaraming tao ang nahuhumaling at dumadayo para dito ay maglaro.


We usually have a friendly game with all the members in the room. We also received lots of invitations from another group or room. I was able to extend the network of my connections and friends by simply playing with another player from another room. It gets more exciting every time a newbie comes along and challenges us to take our spot. Risky but exciting. 


Since I'm the newest member of the group, Daredevil did not want me to fight with the challengers. He wants me to observe the strategy of other players while battling with the challengers. He also wants me to familiarize myself with how things run in the room and enjoy my seat for a little longer. So, I did enjoy my seat in the round table, oblong table rather.


Start of Group Chat Conversation:


DareDevil: Just observe and watch. I'm sure you will learn something from them.


LOLLIPOP: I'm not here to watch. I'm here to play! Why do I have to follow your rules? You don't own the room, you're just a player, just like everyone else!


DareDevil: Why do you always oppose me? It's not like you have a say on this? And where is the fun of all that if we don't have this set of rules? Nobody will listen to you anyway, so stop whining and just watch!


End of Group Chat Conversation:


I just don't like being dictated. Inaamin ko may pagka-rebelde at pasaway ako. Minsan may katigasan din ang ulo ko. And because I did not listen to Daredevil, I do as I pleased and played along with the challenger and a newbie. The challenger is one of the regular players in the room, he has the username of Joker. 


Joker got so distracted in me, he loses all his focus in the game and the newbie ends up losing in my hands. In short, I won the game out of luck. Joker was so mad at me. He is not pleased about what happened. He felt that I intentionally stole his thunder. Sa higit na magkapagpasikat siya sa mga babae na nandoon ay napahiya siya dahil natalo siya sa newbie na katulad ko.


Start of Group Chat Conversation:


Joker: Kick her out! She doesn't know how to follow the rules and she is very reckless. She doesn't know how to respect the players and I don't like her!


DareDevil: If you did not lose your focus you won't get defeated... huwag mo isisi sa kaniya ang kakulangan mo sa diskarte.


Hanep! Marunong pala magtagalog si DareDevil. Ang buong akala ko ibang lahi siya.


Joker: Why do you even bother defending her? She's just a newbie! Let's get rid of her!


DareDevil: If you really want to get rid of her, then challenge her.


LOLLIPOP: Ah guys, can we hold that thought and save it for another day? I need to go. I need to go to work. Sorry talaga sa ginawa ko kanina, gusto ko lang naman talaga maglaro.


DareDevil: You work at night?


LOLLIPOP: Yes, kaya pwede sa ibang araw na lang natin pag usapan ito? Bye for now!


End of Group Chat Conversation:


After saying my goodbyes, I immediately left the room and log out from the site. It was scary. To be honest, I feel like I'm in deep trouble, makes me wonder, why is he trying to defend me and taking my side? What are his motives for doing so? To think that I'm always questioning his authority and always opposing his decisions. Maybe the Daredevil is not a real devil after all. It was really thoughtful and kind of him to take my side, despite my harsh attitude towards him.


I go to work and do my usual routine. Kahit abala ako sa aking trabaho ay hindi mawala sa isip ko ang mga nangyari sa site kanina. Hindi ako mapalagay, gusto ko malaman kung natuluyan bang mag away si Daredevil at Joker at ano na ang mangyayari sa akin pagbalik ko? Legit na chismosa lang. Kinakabahan ako na baka mapag-desisyunan nila na tanggalin ako sa grupo dahil sa ginawa kong pangingialam sa laro at hindi pag sunod sa patakaran. Kung kailan pa naman nag-eenjoy ako sa room na iyon at dumadami ang mga kaibigan ko saka pa ako mapapalayas. Huwag naman sana. 


At dahil likas na chismosa ako ay napag pasyahan kong sumilip sa site during my breaks. I really want to return to the room and see what is happening. I'm scared of what is going to happen between Joker and me. At the same time, I really want to play some more and hoping to see Daredevil again.


OMG! Could it be that I'm starting to like him? Or just being touched by his kindness? I really find him sweet. Should I be more gentle and kind to him since he takes care of me in the room? At that moment, I felt confused and having mixed emotions. The simple kindness melts away my stone-cold heart. I kept thinking about him not realizing that I was daydreaming the whole time at work. I just can't wait to go home and return to the site.


Pagkatapos nang aking shift sa trabaho ay nagmadali na akong umuwi sa aking bahay. Kadalasan, dumidiretso muna ako sa kusina para kumain. Not today, I immediately went to my room. Normally, I sleep as soon as I lay my back on the bed. But this time, even if I'm still on my work clothes, I'm already opening my PC (personal computer) and Log on to my account and went directly to the site and joined the Monkey Room.


To my surprise, I saw Daredevil and Joker playing poker. One of the players told me that the Joker challenged Daredevil for the highest rank it means the number one spot. It appears that Joker is no longer happy in how daredevil runs the place and his decisions. Especially when he tries to defend me from interrupting the game earlier.


Daredevil never hesitated and accepted the challenge to the condition that whoever loses the game will be eliminated in the room and if in case daredevil will lose, I will be forced to leave the room and lose my seat or spot. I felt guilty all of a sudden, I am the reason why they are fighting. At least, that is what I was thinking...


I should have listened to Daredevil when he asks me not to fight. I should have just watched and observed the players, treat him with respect instead of being rude to him. If I've been more considerate and more cautious of my action things will not get out of hand. I should have been more sensitive to other's feelings. 


Realizing it all just by now is a little too late. But how can I make things right? How can I stop this fight? I tried to convince them to stop fighting. That's the only solution I can think of. 


Start of Group Chat Conversation:


LOLLIPOP: Guys, please you don't have to fight. Sorry na sa lahat ng mga ginawa ko kanina, inaamin ko kasalanan ko ang lahat.


Joker: You know LOLLIPOP if ever I win this fight you will be kicked out of this room? So there's no way I'm backing out of this game. I really hate you and your guts.


LOLLIPOP: I will leave this room if you want, you don't have to fight.


DareDevil: Are you insane or simply just stupid? Do you really think this is all about you? This is a game and it's a fight between two gamblers. We don't come there to be goodies with each other. We are here to play and fight and there is no place for the coward and weak here. Especially to emotional players. So shut the fuck up!


End of Group Chat Conversation: 


I was shocked when he said that. He is a Devil after all. I thought he was kind and sweet, but he's no different from the rest of the compulsive gamblers. The only reason why he doesn't want to fight me before is that I was not ready and strong enough to face him. He finds me not challenging enough to defeat him. He wants me to train some more, so the next time I challenged him I can give him a good fight. 


Sobra akong nasaktan sa mga sinabi niya, o baka masyado lang ako assumera? Feeling ko talaga nabihag ko na siya sa aking angking ganda at karisma. Hindi sya ang taong nakasama ko ng ilang linggo sa Monkey room. Parang may magkaibang personalidad ang Daredevil na nakakausap ko at sa naglalaro ngayon. May kakaibang awra siya kapag kausap mo lang siya sa group chat at sa tuwing siya ay naglalaro. Bipolar lang? Uso naman iyan ngayon baka nakiki-uso lang siya.


This is not what I expected from this room, I thought with him as a leader, it will be a safe haven for all of us members of the room. I thought that he would protect us from all the challengers and from other rooms. But I was wrong, we are on our own. We protect ourselves from the people who attempt to take our seat... this is not just a room this is a BATTLEFIELD...

Life is like a GAMBLE you win some you lose some and my motto in life is only gamble what you can afford to lose.

Hey!

In the narrow lane, two shadows passed quickly and finally stopped behind a row of garbage cans.
"That was… great!!" Gasping against the wall, Lin Rui looked up and said to Daredevil next to him.

Just now, Lin Rui and Daredevil joined forces to face more than 30 gang members, including those who are not afraid of death from Russian gangs. Although Lin Rui and Daredevil are not ordinary people, they can't resist the crazy weapon fire of those people in the end. After defeating more than a dozen guys, the two of them succeeded in breaking through the siege and leaving.

Daredevil, who ran here with Lin Rui, was also leaning against the wall but did not speak. Listening to his heavy breathing, it seemed that he was not in good condition.

"Eh? Are you injured?!" Eventually, Lin Rui found out that his temporary teammates were not right and asked quickly.

Lin Rui asked as he reached out to him to examine him. However, Lin Rui's hand was halfway up and was captured by Daredevil. He was obviously not prepared to let Lin Rui touch him. For this guy who has fought beside him, Daredevil apparently did not give him enough trust.

"I'm all right, just a little bit scratched by a bullet." Releasing Lin Rui's hand, Daredevil said calmly, with pain coming from his waist and abdomen.

Slowly withdraw his hand, Lin Rui also did not care, after all, he just acted a little abrupt, "I think you are not just a little scratched, blood is flowing out of your wound."

Although Daredevil did not allow Lin Rui to examine him, Lin Rui kindly reminded him that he was losing too much blood because of his injuries. Lin Rui didn't want a Vigilante he just got to know to die from blood loss.

"Is it bleeding?" Daredevil reached out and touched his waist at Lin Rui's reminder. There was already a lot of blood oozing out of his clothes.

"Don't you know? Actually, I was puzzled at the beginning. Can you see the outside with a mask like this? It doesn't seem transparent. Is it high-tech? Lin Rui found something strange in Daredevil's action at the beginning, so he asked his doubts.

Among Lin Rui's impressions, there was only one superhero who blocked the upper half of his face and that was Batman. But Batman's mask at least leaves an eye gap, while the Vigilante mask in front of him completely covers his eyes.

"That's because… I don't need to look with my eyes." Daredevil answered, putting his left hand on his mask.

In the next moment, the mask that blocked the upper half of his face was removed, revealing the true face inside. Daredevil took off his mask in front of Lin Rui, and he didn't know why.

"You!… you can't see!" Lin Rui, who had been staring at Daredevil's action was shocked when he saw his face and then seemed to see something with some regret.

The face that appeared in front of Lin Rui was handsome and determined. His eyes were injured and they looked blood-stained which made him looked scary. Lin Rui felt that he must be a handsome man who could have captivated most of the women. Of course, he can still close his eyes or wear sunglasses.

And just after Lin Rui saw the true face of Daredevil, he finally remembered who Vigilante was. In addition to the high-rise Superhero in Marvel World, there are many Vigilantes walking under the night. There is only one person who can't see from his eyes and that someone is Matt Murdoch, who has been fighting against the gangster Kingpin. He also has another name that everyone is more familiar with: Daredevil.

"Oh!…well!" Matt, who unveiled the mask suddenly snorted and then fell to the ground while holding his waist.

"Be careful!" Fortunately, Lin Rui kept watching him and he stabilized him in the first place and slowly held him to the ground.

"You okay!? let me see your wound." Holding Matt on the floor, Lin Rui asked seriously. With so much blood flowing, even if Matt is far superior to ordinary people, he will soon be unable to stand it.

Matt didn't refuse this time. He took the right hand on his waist and slowly took it away, then propping himself upon the ground to prevent him from sliding down completely, while Lin Rui began to examine Matt's wounds by the dim light at the end of the street.

"Hey! It's far more serious than a bruise! If it hadn't been for your strong control over your body, you might have fainted by now!" Lin Rui, who carefully lifted Matt's clothes, took a cool breath and said in a serious tone.

Matt's waist and abdomen wound is not a scratch, but a serious penetrating wound. Although the bullet did not remain in his body to continue its damage, the wound was so serious that Matt's own resilience could not stop the bleeding at all.

Matt did not respond. He is now showing some symptoms of excessive blood loss.

"I prepared this for myself but it will not go to waste by using it on you." Feeling that Matt's breathing was getting weaker, Lin Rui sighed and pulled out a small jar from his arms.

After shaking the small jar, Lin Rui sprayed it on Matt's wound on the waist and abdomen. Then the light green liquid sprayed from the small jar covered the wound evenly.

"Hey!… What are you doing?" Feeling a cool sensation on the wound, Matt, whose consciousness was weakened, grunted.

"It's okay, This is my special wound medicine. It's very helpful to your present situation." He doesn't know if Matt can hear him or not but Lin Rui explained.

The small jar in Lin Rui hands was exchanged from the System Shop before his actions today. The Quick Recovery Potion, which is worth 50 reward points is only effective for injuries. Lin Rui, of course, likes this cost-effective Low-Level potion than the expensive one-time powerful healing potion like Fairy Spring.
Sure enough, System Shop provides quality products. After Lin Rui sprayed the Recovery Potion on Matt's wound, it stopped bleeding quickly. And with the help of that potion, the wound began to heal, slowly but much more than with Matt's own restorative power.

...

When Matt regained consciousness, Lin Rui had been with him for more than half an hour. Fortunately, it's very remote and it's late at night so nobody found them.

"Thank you." Feeling much better, Matt thanked Lin Rui.

"No, you helped me tonight anyway. If it weren't for you, I couldn't have beaten Jeston Gang so hard tonight by myself!" Waving his hand, Lin Rui said indifferently. Because of Daredevil, Lin Rui overfulfilled his quest tonight.

"Jeston Gang? Are you against them?" Hearing Lin Rui's words, Matt asked curiously. He did not come here for Jeston Gang. His goal is different from Lin Rui's.

"No! Just watching their actions is uncomfortable for me. And now they probably don't want to let me go either." Lin Rui tells the truth, who told them to make a big move and publicize him? Moreover, he has already found Jeston Gang many times and now they should hate him to his bones.

"I don't know if there were any Jeston Gangs members here tonight, but I am following a group of Russian gangs. They have dealings with Wilson and I was just planning to investigate it tonight." After the battle, he had already let Lin Rui see his face and he was saved by him so Matt shared his information.

"Russian gangsters? I was wondering why there were so many Russians there, so I mistook them for Jeston Gang!" When he heard Matt, Lin Rui realized that he had mistaken their identities and Gang affiliation.

"That's why I said you were meddling in my business, cough!"

"Heh heh! Although my goal was just Jeston Gang, it doesn't matter. For these Mafia guys, they are all my targets." Because of the nature of his quest, Lin Rui's goal is not limited to a single gangster group.

"I'm just reminding you that Wilson is not someone you can deal with. The trouble with Jeston Gang has caught the attention of Frankenstein Family. I don't think it's a good idea to provoke Wilson again." Matt kindly reminds the young man in front of him.

Although Matt's eyes were damaged and he can't see, he had other special perception abilities that more sensitive and powerful. Judging from Lin Rui's voice and his own perception, Lin Rui is obviously a young man. Matt doesn't think he should get involved in the resentment between him and Wilson, although his strength is good.

"Wilson? Who the hell is that? Seeing Matt mentioning the name, Lin Rui searched his memories.

Suddenly, a name flashed in his mind. When he was a child, the memory capsule bought in the System Shop played a role in order to achieve good results. The memory of his previous life was well preserved and he finally found the name in his memory. "Isn't this the name of the biggest Mafia Boss in the United States, Kingpin?" I thought I recognize that name, Daredevil always fought against Kingpin!

If Frankenstein Family is known as New York's largest and most powerful mafia family. Then Kingpin's power is equal to a Mafia kingdom. It extends all over the United States and even radiates to the whole world. He has his hands in every single illegal activity, human trafficking, human organ trafficking, drug production and trading, gun trading and so on.

When it comes to Marvel World's boss-level villains, Kingpin is certainly one. Although his power seems to be in the underworld and there seems to be no overlap with Superheroes, the harm caused by him is not low. It's just that he's been hiding in the dark, so only Vigilante like Daredevil will fight him.

Moreover, although Kingpin seems to be just an ordinary person in Lin Rui's memory, his strength should not be underestimated. Daredevil is no match for his strength and perverted defense. Lin Rui doesn't know what capabilities Kingpin has in this Marvel World.

"Rest assured, I will pay attention to it. And I think you need help too." He quickly recalled all the information of Kingpin from his memories as he replied to Matt. He may not be able to deal with bosses like Kingpin now, but Lin Rui believes that as he grows up, he will definitely help Matt eradicate the cancer knowns as Kingpin.

Matt didn't say anything when he heard Lin Rui. He really needed a helper. He has been hurt more than once in a solo fight that is secret enough. If the young man in front of him was not afraid of trouble, Matt would certainly be willing to have him as an ally.

"Ah! Oops!"


"What's wrong?" Just as Matt continued to rest in the same place, Lin Rui suddenly exclaimed and Matt asked quickly.

"Well, it's okay, but it seems that I won't be getting home tonight." Lin Rui, who had neglected the time, found it was too late to catch the subway back to Queens.

"I can drive you." Hearing Lin Rui, Matt suggested.

Although Matt can't see from his eyes, his sense of inductivity is stronger than before and driving on the road is perfectly fine. But he only drives when he changes to Daredevil in the night. After all, he still has his normal life during the day. It's not known what kind of monster he will be treated as if someone saw such a magical scene.


"Eh? Did you drive here? Well… Can I drive it?"

Daredevil: "…"

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Hey!
In the narrow lane, two shadows passed quickly and finally stopped behind a row of garbage cans.
"That was… great!!" Gasping against the wall, Lin Rui looked up and said to Daredevil next to him.
Just now, Lin Rui and Daredevil joined forces to face more than 30 gang members, including those who are not afraid of death from Russian gangs. Although Lin Rui and Daredevil are not ordinary people, they can't resist the crazy weapon fire of those people in the end. After defeating more than a dozen guys, the two of them succeeded in breaking through the siege and leaving.
Daredevil, who ran here with Lin Rui, was also leaning against the wall but did not speak. Listening to his heavy breathing, it seemed that he was not in good condition.
"Eh? Are you injured?!" Eventually, Lin Rui found out that his temporary teammates were not right and asked quickly.
Lin Rui asked as he reached out to him to examine him. However, Lin Rui's hand was halfway up and was captured by Daredevil. He was obviously not prepared to let Lin Rui touch him. For this guy who has fought beside him, Daredevil apparently did not give him enough trust.
"I'm all right, just a little bit scratched by a bullet." Releasing Lin Rui's hand, Daredevil said calmly, with pain coming from his waist and abdomen.
Slowly withdraw his hand, Lin Rui also did not care, after all, he just acted a little abrupt, "I think you are not just a little scratched, blood is flowing out of your wound."
Although Daredevil did not allow Lin Rui to examine him, Lin Rui kindly reminded him that he was losing too much blood because of his injuries. Lin Rui didn't want a Vigilante he just got to know to die from blood loss.
"Is it bleeding?" Daredevil reached out and touched his waist at Lin Rui's reminder. There was already a lot of blood oozing out of his clothes.
"Don't you know? Actually, I was puzzled at the beginning. Can you see the outside with a mask like this? It doesn't seem transparent. Is it high-tech? Lin Rui found something strange in Daredevil's action at the beginning, so he asked his doubts.
Among Lin Rui's impressions, there was only one superhero who blocked the upper half of his face and that was Batman. But Batman's mask at least leaves an eye gap, while the Vigilante mask in front of him completely covers his eyes.
"That's because… I don't need to look with my eyes." Daredevil answered, putting his left hand on his mask.
In the next moment, the mask that blocked the upper half of his face was removed, revealing the true face inside. Daredevil took off his mask in front of Lin Rui, and he didn't know why.
"You!… you can't see!" Lin Rui, who had been staring at Daredevil's action was shocked when he saw his face and then seemed to see something with some regret.
The face that appeared in front of Lin Rui was handsome and determined. His eyes were injured and they looked blood-stained which made him looked scary. Lin Rui felt that he must be a handsome man who could have captivated most of the women. Of course, he can still close his eyes or wear sunglasses.
And just after Lin Rui saw the true face of Daredevil, he finally remembered who Vigilante was. In addition to the high-rise Superhero in Marvel World, there are many Vigilantes walking under the night. There is only one person who can't see from his eyes and that someone is Matt Murdoch, who has been fighting against the gangster Kingpin. He also has another name that everyone is more familiar with: Daredevil.
"Oh!…well!" Matt, who unveiled the mask suddenly snorted and then fell to the ground while holding his waist.
"Be careful!" Fortunately, Lin Rui kept watching him and he stabilized him in the first place and slowly held him to the ground.
"You okay!? let me see your wound." Holding Matt on the floor, Lin Rui asked seriously. With so much blood flowing, even if Matt is far superior to ordinary people, he will soon be unable to stand it.
Matt didn't refuse this time. He took the right hand on his waist and slowly took it away, then propping himself upon the ground to prevent him from sliding down completely, while Lin Rui began to examine Matt's wounds by the dim light at the end of the street.
"Hey! It's far more serious than a bruise! If it hadn't been for your strong control over your body, you might have fainted by now!" Lin Rui, who carefully lifted Matt's clothes, took a cool breath and said in a serious tone.
Matt's waist and abdomen wound is not a scratch, but a serious penetrating wound. Although the bullet did not remain in his body to continue its damage, the wound was so serious that Matt's own resilience could not stop the bleeding at all.
Matt did not respond. He is now showing some symptoms of excessive blood loss.
"I prepared this for myself but it will not go to waste by using it on you." Feeling that Matt's breathing was getting weaker, Lin Rui sighed and pulled out a small jar from his arms.
After shaking the small jar, Lin Rui sprayed it on Matt's wound on the waist and abdomen. Then the light green liquid sprayed from the small jar covered the wound evenly.
"Hey!… What are you doing?" Feeling a cool sensation on the wound, Matt, whose consciousness was weakened, grunted.
"It's okay, This is my special wound medicine. It's very helpful to your present situation." He doesn't know if Matt can hear him or not but Lin Rui explained.
The small jar in Lin Rui hands was exchanged from the System Shop before his actions today. The Quick Recovery Potion, which is worth 50 reward points is only effective for injuries. Lin Rui, of course, likes this cost-effective Low-Level potion than the expensive one-time powerful healing potion like Fairy Spring.
Sure enough, System Shop provides quality products. After Lin Rui sprayed the Recovery Potion on Matt's wound, it stopped bleeding quickly. And with the help of that potion, the wound began to heal, slowly but much more than with Matt's own restorative power.
...
When Matt regained consciousness, Lin Rui had been with him for more than half an hour. Fortunately, it's very remote and it's late at night so nobody found them.
"Thank you." Feeling much better, Matt thanked Lin Rui.
"No, you helped me tonight anyway. If it weren't for you, I couldn't have beaten Jeston Gang so hard tonight by myself!" Waving his hand, Lin Rui said indifferently. Because of Daredevil, Lin Rui overfulfilled his quest tonight.
"Jeston Gang? Are you against them?" Hearing Lin Rui's words, Matt asked curiously. He did not come here for Jeston Gang. His goal is different from Lin Rui's.
"No! Just watching their actions is uncomfortable for me. And now they probably don't want to let me go either." Lin Rui tells the truth, who told them to make a big move and publicize him? Moreover, he has already found Jeston Gang many times and now they should hate him to his bones.
"I don't know if there were any Jeston Gangs members here tonight, but I am following a group of Russian gangs. They have dealings with Wilson and I was just planning to investigate it tonight." After the battle, he had already let Lin Rui see his face and he was saved by him so Matt shared his information.
"Russian gangsters? I was wondering why there were so many Russians there, so I mistook them for Jeston Gang!" When he heard Matt, Lin Rui realized that he had mistaken their identities and Gang affiliation.
"That's why I said you were meddling in my business, cough!"
"Heh heh! Although my goal was just Jeston Gang, it doesn't matter. For these Mafia guys, they are all my targets." Because of the nature of his quest, Lin Rui's goal is not limited to a single gangster group.
"I'm just reminding you that Wilson is not someone you can deal with. The trouble with Jeston Gang has caught the attention of Frankenstein Family. I don't think it's a good idea to provoke Wilson again." Matt kindly reminds the young man in front of him.
Although Matt's eyes were damaged and he can't see, he had other special perception abilities that more sensitive and powerful. Judging from Lin Rui's voice and his own perception, Lin Rui is obviously a young man. Matt doesn't think he should get involved in the resentment between him and Wilson, although his strength is good.
"Wilson? Who the hell is that? Seeing Matt mentioning the name, Lin Rui searched his memories.
Suddenly, a name flashed in his mind. When he was a child, the memory capsule bought in the System Shop played a role in order to achieve good results. The memory of his previous life was well preserved and he finally found the name in his memory. "Isn't this the name of the biggest Mafia Boss in the United States, Kingpin?" I thought I recognize that name, Daredevil always fought against Kingpin!
If Frankenstein Family is known as New York's largest and most powerful mafia family. Then Kingpin's power is equal to a Mafia kingdom. It extends all over the United States and even radiates to the whole world. He has his hands in every single illegal activity, human trafficking, human organ trafficking, drug production and trading, gun trading and so on.
When it comes to Marvel World's boss-level villains, Kingpin is certainly one. Although his power seems to be in the underworld and there seems to be no overlap with Superheroes, the harm caused by him is not low. It's just that he's been hiding in the dark, so only Vigilante like Daredevil will fight him.
Moreover, although Kingpin seems to be just an ordinary person in Lin Rui's memory, his strength should not be underestimated. Daredevil is no match for his strength and perverted defense. Lin Rui doesn't know what capabilities Kingpin has in this Marvel World.
"Rest assured, I will pay attention to it. And I think you need help too." He quickly recalled all the information of Kingpin from his memories as he replied to Matt. He may not be able to deal with bosses like Kingpin now, but Lin Rui believes that as he grows up, he will definitely help Matt eradicate the cancer knowns as Kingpin.
Matt didn't say anything when he heard Lin Rui. He really needed a helper. He has been hurt more than once in a solo fight that is secret enough. If the young man in front of him was not afraid of trouble, Matt would certainly be willing to have him as an ally.
"Ah! Oops!"
"What's wrong?" Just as Matt continued to rest in the same place, Lin Rui suddenly exclaimed and Matt asked quickly.
"Well, it's okay, but it seems that I won't be getting home tonight." Lin Rui, who had neglected the time, found it was too late to catch the subway back to Queens.
"I can drive you." Hearing Lin Rui, Matt suggested.
Although Matt can't see from his eyes, his sense of inductivity is stronger than before and driving on the road is perfectly fine. But he only drives when he changes to Daredevil in the night. After all, he still has his normal life during the day. It's not known what kind of monster he will be treated as if someone saw such a magical scene.
"Eh? Did you drive here? Well… Can I drive it?"
Daredevil: "…"

(Before anyone says anything, I am the original translator for this fanfic, I am posting it here in hopes of getting a larger fanbase and to hopefully get some support)

After an accidental electric shock, Jackson traversed into a parallel world filled with supreme beings—beings whose might and strength could hold the skies on their shoulder.

At first, Jackson preconceived the idea that he’d only traversed on the other side of the world, the United States, until that is various peculiarities popped up.

While watching the news channel, Jackson wondered whose the big green guy jumping up and down the buildings of New York without care.

Who is that bodybuilder statue donned in a red-blue uniform standing tall and proud in the Memorial Hall?

And who is that man flying the skies with a big hammer calling himself a God?

Jackson wondered if he should advise his parents to move away from New York.

But after a moment of thought, Jackson pulled out his mobile phone and dialed a number. “Mr. Stark, for the safety of mankind, I think it’s necessary to discuss the developments of technology and advanced armors with you.”

This is the story of a young man living in the world of Marvel who only wished to live a quiet and stable life but as fate would have it, fate had other plans for him.

Author’s Note: The story is based on the Marvel World.

"Anyone home? I bring a parcel for Mr. Shariff. Please sign it."
Dio knocked on the door of the apartment in Queens with the name Shariff on it while pretending to be a delivery courier.
A woman opened the door and quickly signed the paperwork, Dio kept talking with a smile on his face with not so quiet voice.
The woman shouted to his husband,  "What else did you buy this time? It won't be surprise gift again, right?"
But the husband, who was actually Kingpin, immediately felt danger!
He never bought anything that would be delivered there, and that voice that he kept hearing was so familiar!
It was already too late!
The stupid woman had opened the door.
There was no time left!
He had to escape from that place!
He quickly punched the wall close to the daughter, and broke the wall, took out the cane that he hid in the wall, and quickly jumped outside! 
The daughter screamed loudly as she was confused, why would his father break the wall and jumped out of the windows.
Wilson Fisk didn't care anymore, and jumping from a third-story building wasn't much for his physical fitness.
The place had been designed so that he could escape quickly if something like that happened!
The wife quickly ran toward her daughter's bedroom and saw that her daughter was panicking in the room, and her husband had jumped out of the window! 
Dio wasn't surprised to see that Wilson Fisk jumped out of the window and escaped, he knew that Kingpin wouldn't go far, he already had Daredevil and Punisher waiting outside, and they surely wouldn't let the Kingpin escaped!
Sure enough, when he took a look from the window, he saw that the Punisher and Daredevil were already engaged in a fight with Kingpin!
But he was curious to see the Punisher didn't use his gun to fight Kingpin!
Dio knew that Daredevil wasn't using a gun as his weapons and understood that he couldn't use it even if he wanted too.
But the Punisher's main weapon was a gun, and therefore it was weird that he didn't use it but instead fought Kingpin head-on.
Dio speculated that maybe there was something wrong with the Punisher's head, he should know that Kingpin was much more skilled in close combat than both of them!
But the woman and her daughter quickly ran outside to help her husband as she still didn't find anything was wrong with her husband!
She started to shout for help as she arrived at the alley and tried to stop their fight!
Her loud voice attracted many pedestrians that only stood there like a bystander because after seeing that the Daredevil fought, they were afraid that they would become the next target or something.
Punisher used his combat knife, the Daredevil, with his special baton and the Kingpin with his cane!
From the choice of weapon that they used in that fight, Kingpin still had the advantage!
The cane was a modified cane that could discharge an electric shock, smoke bomb, and a laser gun.
However, Frank didn't use his gun on that fight purely because he was afraid that he could injure Matt somehow.
He knew that Daredevil had an enhanced hearing, smell, and touch, but an injury was still an injury, he didn't want to make a mistake and shoot a stray bullet that could be fatal to his friend! 
Wilson Fisk, on the other hand, was already annoyed enough of his identity being revealed and knew that he needed to fight those two freaks to escape, while he knew that he would not be able to escape them using a normal method!
He knew that as he pulled out his cane from the wall inside 'his daughter's' bedroom, the reinforcement who would help him will be coming in a couple of minutes.
He purposely didn't place any mobs around him since it would be easier for his enemies to find him. 
But as the situation unfolded, the woman quickly ran back up and took out a shotgun, immediately went back down and threatened to shoot Daredevil and Punisher if they didn't leave her husband alone.
Wilson Fisk looked at them with a smirk on his face, he acted like he really was the woman's husband and quickly said, "You must go back with our daughter! It's too dangerous here... I love you."
The Punisher and Daredevil quickly punched Kingpin as hard as they could until Kingpin was lying on the ground, and the woman quickly rushed forward while trembling.
It was clear that that woman couldn't shoot even if she wanted too, but she needed to threaten them to leave her husband alone! 
After hearing her husband's warm confession of love once again, the woman couldn't let her husband die by those two men's hand.
"Get away from my husband! Or I will shot you!" She gritted her teeth and fired a warning shot to declare that she wasn't kidding. 
Kingpin smirked widened as he saw that the Punisher and Daredevil began to hesitate!

JoJo?

No, this is Dio!

After crossing, the protagonist is examining his new identity aggressively— Dio Brando, a British and Chinese mixed-race coach ratio!

But wait a minute…

This is the Marvel Universe? How long will it take for Thanos to reach the battlefield?

By the way, I have a cheat!

Star Platinum, The World, Crazy Diamond, Killer Queen, Gold Experience, King Crimson… All for me!

Ding, hello new player, your first Stand has been drawn.

Looking at the ‘Little Tomato’ who was smiling at him, as the only Stand User in the Marvel Universe, Dio was speechless, then lit a cigarette silently, looked up at the ceiling, exhales smoke, it’s just a mystery how life is so harsh!

Author: Wu Mian Qi Liang
Translator: System Translation . Com

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