This is a fictional story about the recent and now departed TV series Daredevil. The really good and appealing show about the Marvel super hero from the comics I had been wanting to write about this show for a while but never found the time. But as I have started to research it again. Remembering how freaking hot the actor Charlie Cox was in the role. The scruffy beard and hot body he has. Just wish he would have stayed hairy like real life. Because he is smoldering.
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Saved by the Devil (15) A Fake Devil ...
... For the next few days I was held captive in his apartment. Unable to leave under any circumstance. I was soon to testify against the kingpin, and they wanted to make sure I laid low for that time. Not that I minded it. For I was there with Matt. Each day awaiting my hot man to come home and we would make love until late. And I was content, oblivious to the fat that I was still in danger. That one of the Kingpins men could find me at any time and kill me. Froggy came over one morning to take me to a meeting about the trial. It was to be a secure location and hopefully a safe one. They wanted another statement We headed there and then waited until the lawyers stepped into the room. The office (a standard office building with normal rooms) was shut down for this meeting. At least for a few hours until it was over.
"I hate this" I told Froggy "Just standard procedure" he said "And where is Matt?" "He will be a long shortly"
We sat there in the big conference room. Police outside of it to make sure all was secure. I know there were at least 6 police assigned to this duty. Two layers and a stenographer showed up. Again ready to take my statement for the twentieth time it seemed. But I started to tell them again. Spilling out everything I knew about the goings on I saw at the factory. But as we sat there in that room, as I spilled out my words, the stenographers fingers clicking away at her machine there was a crashing sound outside the offices we were in. Then there was shouting. Then even a few gun shots. The place was under attack. my eyes shot opened as fear instantly kicked in. One of the cops from outside the conference room door came in. He told us to get up. That he was going to lead plus out of the building. That we needed to get out of here.
"What's going on!?" Froggy shouted at him. "We are under attack" the guy shouted "Kingpin?" Froggy asked him
There was a pause before the guy answered as he was ushering us through the corridor outside the room. He was taking us to the stairwell
"No" he shouted back "It's not kingpin"
Then he shouted out something neither froggy or myself could believe. The man shouted out who was killing people in the building.
"It's the Devil of Hells kitchen!" He shouted. "He has come to try and kill you!" "Move. Move!"
I was shocked at his comments. The Devil was doing this? I found it impossible as that guy had saved my.life more than once before. And I looked over at Froggy who seemed more astonished at what the guard said than myself. We moved along the stairwell at the guards instruction. Moving from floor to floor. I could hear the shouts and cries as the other guards above were taken out one by one by whomever it was. All I knew was it was not the daredevil doing this. We then moved out of the stairwell as the guard pulled us through the dores in one of the other floors. I took he figured slipping into a floor and through other offices we could lose the killer above. But we were barely half way through the first room when the door to the stairwell opened behind us.
"Shiit!" The guard shouted "Move. Move. I will hold him off!"
Froggy and I ran through the room and back out to the hall. The guard turned to face the assailant. I looked back to see it was the daredevil. He quickly attacked the guard as we pushed through the doors. Then hear a scream and a thud' as the guard easily fell.
"Fuckk!" Froggy shouted. "Run, run!"
And we did. We ran into another office, hoping he did not see us go in. Then rushed through it to try to get to another door on the other end. Then the door opened. Fear kicked in and we dive behind a bunch of file cabinets. Crouching down and holding our breaths. I looked at Froggy and he looked at me. We tried to stay there as quiet as possible. Hoping that the guy in the daredevil suit would go away. There was an utter silence for almost a minute. My breaths ever so shallow. Not wanting to make even the slightest noise. The. We heard the door again. We both sighed as we figured he had left and went to another location to hunt. I looked at Froggy again
"That's not M..." He started to say in a whisper "That's not the daredevil" "I agree" I whispered back "The daredevil has saved my life time and again" "So I just know that isn't him" "It's an imposter" "Yeah someone hired by the kingpin to make it look like he wanted to kill you." "But why?"
We sat there for a few more moment. Then figure sit was okay to get up. We had to find another exit to get out of the building.
"Let's go" he said "If we can get out of the building" "The subways is just a few blocks from here!"
We then stood up and prepared to run again. But that was when we saw him. The daredevil fake. He had not left at all. He was but standing a few feets from our hiding spot. Froggy pushed at me. Telling at me to run. He then turned to face the man. The daredevil fake made a kicking move that thrust froggy into the cubicle several feet away. The force of his body against it smashing it as was laid out in a heap. It took but the one move. So I ran. But I was immediately caught by the fake daredevil. Knocked down to the floor by something stroking my legs. I screamed as pain registered from it. Then he was in me. Standing there over me as he glowered down at me. I felt the end looming about me. This guy was easily here to kill me.
"Get up" he growled "He wants to kill you himself"
He grabbed me and pulled me up. Pulling to his face. He looked menacing in that mask. As I looked at him I saw that I was right. He was not the daredevil. The daredevil and deep brown eyes, delicious lips and a dark unshaven face. This guy had blue/green eyes and was almost totally shaved. The stubble that I could see up close on his face was blonde, not black. His lips were thing and his cheeks were less full
"You're not him!" I then shouted out "You're not the daredevil!"
He smiled at my declaration. Seeing that I knew he was not the man I believed in. But he didn't care. He pointed out that I was still a dead man.
"You are still gonna die man" he declared "Doesn't matter what you know"
He then knocked me out. Unconsciousness cell over me and I was out for the duration....
To be continued