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  1. spywolf

    spywolf Wicked Writer

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    This is the reposting of Untitled The DareDevil/ Alias crossover that Alias Elle and I (Spywolf) wrote. We lost it in the whole crash thing. Here is the reposted first chapter, nothing new. Alias Elle will repost chapt. 2, then I'll add 3, she'll add four, and I'll put up new chapt. 5! It's done! :woot: We just have to get that far...you know, so it's not all out of order. We'll try to get it done ASAP, sorry for the wait! :rolleyes:


    Disclaimer: Neither Alias nor DareDevil are mine, and so forth, and so on, don't sue.

    A/N: As Alias Elle aready said, this is going to be a coauthored fic, but heres the first chapter, finally! Sorry it took me so long, computer decided to be evil and my internet connection was being unkind yesterday, I'm sorry for it. Anyhoo, here's chapt 1, hope you like it! :shamefullyembarrased:

    Chapter One:

    Sydney had never felt so scared in her life. Never on a mission, when she found out the truth about SD-6, not even when Danny died. The only thing that came close was when she almost lost Vaughn. She was terrified because they were sending her back. She was going back to a place where she didn't belong, where she was supposedly dead. A sense of dread and yet, longing for what she knew for so long as home came over her when Kendall said three simple words, "New York City."
    Sydney, Jack, Kendall, and vaughn were all sitting in a CIA conference room when Kenall made the announcement.
    "Agent Bristow," He began, addressing Sydney. "We feel at this point in time that it is in your best interest to be placed in the Witness Protection Program. It may appear that the threat is diminished, but there are still former Alliance heads and SD cell leaders unaccounted for. Your double agent status has obviously been exposed, and the Agency isn't putting it past any of these people to want revenge." Everyone just stared at him for a moment, taking in what he had just said.
    "Where?" Jack finally spoke.
    "I trust this information will not leave this room," Kendall paused, looking around. Looking directly at Sydney, he replied "You're going to New York City." Vaughn noticed Sydney tense immediatly, and his concern grew even more when her face began to turn pale.
    "Sydney?" He asked, not even bothering to hide the concern in his voice.
    "I-I, no, I can't go back there, please, no," Sydney wispered urgently.
    "The arangements have already been made. You're going and that's final. All we have to get squared away is your new alias, it's being processed-" Sydney quickly cut in, "It won't work. I lived in New York City for years before I came to LA for college." Shee took a deep breath, and almost inaudibly she added, "You're going to ahve to give me my old name back." Kendall was visibly irritated at this sudden turn of events.
    "Are you telling me that there are people in New York who might recognize you?"
    "Yes, but back then I went by a different name, the people there knew me as Elektra Natchios.” Vaughn almost smiled at how exotic the name sounded, if it weren’t for Sydney’s pained expression.
    “So basically what you’re saying is that if we create identification for you under the name Elektra Natchios on it, and ship you off to New York, you’ll be able to slip back into your old life?” Kendall demanded. Sydney looked down at her hands.
    She traced with her left hand a circular scar on the center of her right palm. She had gotten it the day her life fell apart for the first time. Bullseye, a henchman of the Kingpin, had been trying to kill her and the Daredevil, Matthew. Somehow Bullseye had gotten a hold of her sais. He threw it at her, but she could not block it quickly enough. The sai went directly through the center of her right hand. He stabbed her in the stomach with the other, and left her to die. Then he went after the Devil. Sydney had trouble remembering the span of time immediatly following that, due to the loss of blood. She remembered contacting her father, and him coming to get her. He took her to LA, and told her that she could not go back to New York. Sydney still subscribed to the New York Times, and sometimes she got to read about the Daredevil’s latest victories. God, she had loved him, but this was the only way she knew he was still alive. She saved all the articles about him that she came across, they were all kept safe in a scrapbook at her apartment. ‘This is the way it has to be’ her father had told her. What did he think about her going back now?
     
  2. Alias Elle

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    Yeah, ch. 4 will take a little while b/c I'm at home, not school, and I think that's where ch. 4 is. but I have ch. 2 at least!... he he.... yeah, here it is.

    God, she had loved him, but this was the only way she knew he was still alive. She saved all the articles about him that she came across, they were all kept safe in a scrapbook at her apartment. ‘This is the way it has to be’ her father had told her. What did he think about her going back now?

    "Miss Bristow, are you with us?"

    "Huh? What? Yeah, I'm listening," she said, bringing herself back to reality.

    "Alright, you will leave as soon as your papers have been drawn up. You'll get the details from you father and Agent Vaughn. Good luck, Agent Bristow." He stood up, nodded at her once, and walked out.

    "That chicken s***- doesn't he think she can take care of herself?" Vaughn said, standing up and running a hand through his already touseled hair.

    "Agent Vaughn, if this move means Sydney might be able to have a chance at a semi-normal life, then I am more than willing to have her do it."

    "Guys, her is sitting right here and her will decide for herself whether or not she is going to New York City, alright?" Sydney said in a deadly calm voice.

    "Sydney, I know what happened in New York, but if you don't leave Los Angeles, you will die, I can promise you that," Jack said, looking at her with pleading eyes.

    "Can I please have a moment with Vaughn?" she said irritably.

    "Of- of course, " Jack said, letting himself out of the room.

    "Sydney, what happened in New York?" Vaughn asked, leaning against the table and folding his arms across his chest.

    "It's nothing, alright. Let's keep the past in the past. Now what do we do about the future?"

    "What do you mean?"

    "I mean you and me. Vaughn, I can't leave without you. God only knows how long I'll be gone. I can't live in New York without you.”

    "But you have to, Sydney. I'm starting to think this move might keep you safe. No one will know where you are, you'll use your old name, and you won't be a major underground spy. You'll have a normal life," he said, standing up and looking at the floor. She approached him and lifted his chin with her hand, forcing him to look at her.

    "Do you want me to leave?"

    "What kind of question is that? Of course I don't want you to leave, but if it means keeping you safe and out of harm's way, then there is no alternative."

    "Can you come with me? To New York?" she said, quickly thinking of a solution to the problem.

    "Are you serious? I would come if I could, but you know Kendall would never--"

    "We've never cared what Kendall has said before, what's different about this?"

    "Because I don't want to put you at risk. And I know if I request to go with you, I'll never see you again."

    "Then don't request. Once my papers are done, quit the CIA and board the next plane to New York City with me."

    "Sydney, I have to know what happened in your past before I agree to go to New York with you. I have no idea how or why it affected you so badly. And I want to know, I truly do. That way maybe we won't have the same problem if I go."

    "Vaughn, I--"

    "Please, Syd, I have to know."

    "Alright, but you're not going to like what you hear."

    "I'll be the judge of that."

    "Okay. After my mother died, my father went into solitary confinement and I was sent to live with some relatives in New York. The summer before I started college, I turned nineteen. I was using the pseudonym Elektra Natchios because my father didn't want anyone to know where I was. Living in New York was tough, so I took self-defense classes. I specialized in certain forms of martial arts, especially weapon use, sais, specifically. One day at a coffee house I met a guy named-- well, his name isn't important. What matters is that I thought I had fallen in love with him." Here her throat got dry and she was ready to stop, but one look at Vaughn forced her to continue.

    "Anyways, there was this crime fighter named DareDevil. He fought justice in his own way. One night, someone very dear to me was murdered and I thought DareDevil had done it. I went after him, and I realized he hadn't done it. Because the DareDevil was in reality the man I had fallen in love with. But I had already stabbed him to the point of death and thought he would die in my arms. Then came Bullseye. He and I fought while DareDevil lay there dying, Bullseye threw my weapon at me and it went into my hand, he stabbed me in the stomach, and ran off after the Devil. He left me there for dead, as did DareDevil. However, once the police and medics arrived they were able to revive me and once I was recovered Dad came and got me and brought me back here to attend UCLA." After she finished, a heavy silence hung over the room.

    "Well... I guess that explains why you didn't want to go back. So, is this DareDevil... dead?" he choked out, not wanting to know an answer either way.

    "According to what I read in the papers, he's still alive. But I never know for sure," she said, tears welling up in her eyes and threatening to let loose. She didn't want to see Vaughn's next reaction to this last bit of news.

    "Syd, I have to think this over. I just... I just don't know how to respond to all of this right now," he said looking at her with a look that made her feel so guilty, and yet so relieved at the same time.

    "Look, I'll probably be leaving in a few hours. Call me and tell me what you think," she said, sniffling and leaving the room.

    *
    "Sydney, how did it go? Did you tell him?" Jack asked, coming up to her holding a large manila envelope.

    "Yeah, I told him."

    "And?"

    "He didn't take it very well."

    "Well, here are you papers. Everything's set to go. You'll use your old alias also. There's airline tickets, money, passport, license, car registration and papers, etc... everything you'll need to pick up where you left off."

    "Thanks Dad. I'll call you once I get there." She hugged him and left, hoping to see Vaughn at the airport with a packed bag. But she knew that was only an empty hope.

    *
    "Jack, is Sydney leaving?" Vaughn said, finally locating the older man.

    "I believe so. And if you know what is good for her, you'll go with her. Her past is behind her. And I promise you, it will not influence your... relationship," he said pointedly.

    “Alright. What plane is she on?”

    Yeah, there's ch. 2. Ch. 4 probably won't be up until tomorrow, so spywolf, take it away w/ ch. 3

    ~Me :angel2:
     
  3. spywolf

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    Chapter 3

    Sydney got to the airport only to see that her fears had materialized. Vaughn was nowhere to be found. She boarded her plane with a heavy heart and tears in her eyes. En route to New York, Sydney began to think about what she was going to do when she got there. Part of her wanted to hide away until everything had blown over and she could go back to LA. The other half of her wanted to see Matthew, badly. She wanted to know that he was still alive and well, that his dangerous way of life hadn’t caught up with him. But what would happen if she did see him? He would probably hate her for decieving him for so many years. Still, the need to see him breathing was winning out over any of her fears. Plus, she felt that she owed him at least the truth. The plane was about thirty minutes away from its destination, and it was almost three pm. Sydney pulled out her cell phone. When she had first gotten it, she had programmed in the phone number of Matthew’s law office for worst case scenario emergencies. She chose that number now. After the second ring, Matt’s secretary answered.

    “Hello, I’d like to scedule an appointment with Mr. Murdock for this afternoon,” Sydney explained.

    “I’m sorry Miss, but Mr. Murdock will be leaving at four pm, he has other commitments.”

    “Oh, do you know where he is going?” Sydney asked hopefully.

    “Well ever afternoon he leaves at four. His associate told me that he goes to the cemetary to visit a girlfriend he lost several years ago.” The woman explained. Sydney’s voice caught in her throat.

    “Oh, that’s terrible, I’m sorry to hear it.Do you by any chance know what the woman’s name was?” Sydney managed to whisper.

    “Yes, her name was Elektra. Mr. Murdock loved her very much.” She had a grave? And Matt came to visit it everyday? Maybe she wasn’t as forgotten as she thought.

    “Would you like to make an appointment for tomorrow?” The secretary’s voice brought Sydney’s thoughts crashing back to earth.

    “Um, no, thank you,” Sydney replied hurriedly. After a quick goodbye, Sydney hung up the phone.

    Shortly after, the plane landed. Sydney was still in a daze as she got off the plane, when a hand grabbed her arm. She immediatly went on the defensivem grabbed the hand that held her and twisted it so as to surprise and discomfort her assailant.

    “Elektra, it’s me, it’s ok.” Sydney immediatly let go when she heard Vaughn’s voice.

    “I thought you weren’t coming,” She whispered.

    “How couls I not?” He replied as he pulled her into an embrace. They went together to get their luggage, and Sydney went to the vehicle desk to get the keys to the car her father had leased in her name. They found it in the parking lot, a BMW convertible that seated four. It was silver.

    “We have to teach my father a few city street smarts. I wonder how long it’ll last before it’s stolen. Cars like these don’t last long on the streets,” Sydney commented. They piled their bags in the trunk, then piled themselves into the car. Sydney on the driver’s side, Vaughn the passenger.

    “What made you change your mind?” Sydney asked once they were moving.

    “The realization that I couldn’t possibly live without you, Syd.” Vaughn replied simply.

    “well, I can’t live my life with my headstone in the Hell’s Kitchen cemetary.” Vaughn was a little taken aback by Sydney’s words.

    “They think you’re dead?”

    “Yes Vaughnm I told you that they might, I have to get the stone removed.” They rode in silence until they reached the part of the city known as Hell’s Kitchen. Not the prettiest part of New York, that was for sure.

    “Nice neighborhood,” Vaughn commented sarcastically.

    “It could be a lot worse,” Sydney shot back. “I’m sorry for snapping, this just brings back a lot of memories,” She apologized. Vaughn just nodded.
    They pulled up to the cemetary in silence. sydney scanned the graves until she saw it. Atop the headstone was an angel, and in front of it was a white rosebush. Sydney mutely walked over to it, Vaughn about five steps behind her. It was by far the best kept grave in the whole cemetary. Sydney stared at the inscrpition. It read:

    GOD MISSED THIS ANGEL
    TOO MUCH, SO HE TOOK
    HER AWAY TOO SOON

    ELEKTRA NATCHIOS
    RIP

    The inscription tore into Sydney’s soul. She was no angel. She crashed to the ground and leaned her head against the cool stone. Vaughn just stood there, unable to comprehend the pain Sydney was going through, but wanting to take it all away just the same. Just then there were footsteps behind them.

    “Who are you and what business do you have at this grave?” A cold male voice demanded. Just then the grey sky opened up, and raindrops began to fall.

    “We were just going. Come on honey.” Vaughn said, moving to help Sydney to her feet. Vaughn resented the man at once, something in his gut just didn’t like the man. Sydney stood and took about ten steps away from the grave. She stopped cold when she heard a voice behind her. She turned to watch as the man knelt before the grave, in the rain, and began to speak.

    “Hey sweetheart, it;s me, Matt. sorry it took me so long, but the guy at the flower shop by the office didn’t have the pink roses you like. I had to go across town, but the place over there had them.” With that he produced three pink roses from inside his jacket and propped them up against the stone. Then he went on speaking. “Not much has happened lately. Remember that drug rind I told you about? Well I finally brought the leader down. I wish you could have been there. Buddy Boy over at the office was giving me a hard time again for coming to see you so much. He told me that I should move on. I don’t listen to him, I need to see you. I can’t help but wonder if you’s miss me, if I stop coming that is. Not that I ever will though. I just don’t take much stock in what he says. After all-”

    “this is the man who was convinced there are crocodiles in the sewers,” Sydney, who had stayed silent up to now, finished. The man froze.

    “Elektra?” He asked timidly.

    “It’s raining, you can see for yourself.” Sydney said as she stepped closer to him.He stood and turned to her, and he did see. With is radar like sight he saw the face he never thought he’d see again.

    “It really is you,” He whispered as he cupped her cheeck in his hand. Sydney smiled for the first time since Vaughn had caught up with her at the airport.

    Vaughn had never felt so jelous as he did of that man at that moment. This was the guy Sydney had told him about, he was certain.

    “How are you alive?” The man asked her.

    “Not here, not now Matthew. Remember our place on the rooftop?” Matt nodded so she went on. “Meet us there tomorrow at this time, and I’ll explain everything, I promise.”

    “Us?” MAtthew questioned.

    “Yes,” Sydney reached out to Vaughn, who came forward and took her hand. “This is Michael Vaughn. Michael, this is Matthew Murdock.” Sydney gave Vaughn a loving glance that did not go unnoticed by Matt, but did nothing to quell Vaughn’s jealousy.

    “We should all get together to eat sometime soon. I’m telling you now that Buddy Boy isn’t going to believe me when I tell him you’re back from the dead.” Matthew said.

    “How about lunch tomorrow? At the cafe where I fisrt met you two? After that the tree of us can talk.” Sydney said, looking to Vaughn for agreement. He nodded that it was allright.

    “Sounds great, I’ll see you then,” Matt replied.

    “Yea, you will,” Sydney answered. She gave him a kiss on the cheeck, and they went their separate ways, all to consider what just happened. None of them could quite grasp the enormity of it all.

    RUSH!! ALIAS IS ON IN FIVE MIN!!! ALIAS ELLE, YOUR TURN!
     
  4. Alias Elle

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    Um, spywolf, I hate to ask you this, but would you mind posting ch. 4? or do you just want me to do it tomorrow when I get back to school?

    ~me :angel2:
     
  5. Alias Elle

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    actually, never mind.
     
  6. SiriCerasi

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    Yay its back!!! And good as ever :D
     
  7. Alias Elle

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    yes, it's back... and I'm currently trying to access ch 4

    ~Me :angel2:
     
  8. Scarlet Crystal

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    thanx for adding reposted in the title and description... good story, too...
     
  9. Alias Elle

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    Thank spywolf.

    Although I think that was what you were doing. Sorry, I'm on cold medication right now.

    ~Me :angel2:
     
  10. twinzz2003

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    Sorry I can't read it all, because I havn't seen the movie yet. I just love the storyline though. Very Clever! :D
     
  11. aLiAsFaN_14

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    MORE SOON ASAP!! but plz, let syd and vaughn be together and dont let somen happen between syd and matt that can hurt vaughn - i like elektra and matt in daredevil - but syd and vaughn a lil more ! lol -- mayb matt can meet some1 ..
     
  12. Alias Elle

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    Thanks for the idea. I'll PM spywolf about that one.

    ~Me :angel2:
     
  13. Alias*Kelli

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    Like I said before I don't want this to be a love triangle and vaughn being the one left out in the cold, but it is pretty good.


    Kelli
     
  14. CareyAli

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    I am so glad that this fic is back! I was so worried that you guys were not going to repost it or that you would change it! I was freaking out the other day when I could not access the site, then i was freaking out even more when everything was erased! This is my favorite fic yet, hurry up!!
     
  15. spywolf

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    Hmmm... well I'm telling you Vaughn fans now (believe it or not I am a huge S/V shipper) that chapt 5 is gona seem a lil anti Vaughn, but it'll get better. I just thought of a good idea that would make things more interesting, so I have to rewrite like half of chapt 5. I'll get it up asap, also after Alias Elle puts up chapt 4. I'm expecting a snowday tomorrow (East Coat is supposed to get like 6" of snow, YAY I HATE SCHOOL! <sorry 'bout that.) if that's the case it'll definitally be up by noon. If not, well, I'm doing my best. If you liked what I wrote before, I think you'll like this, and if you do, then it's worth the wait for the better version, isn't it? I'm also sorry I'm such a d-mn slow typer, It's like 7 pages front and back handwritten, but it'll be up soon, promise!
     
  16. Alias*Kelli

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    OK good at least one of you guys loves S/V. Like all of the snow is lie over passing Wisconson and we like hardly have any sonw, which means no snowmobbeling and I like live on a farm and the trail goes through one of are feilds. You are so lucky.

    Kelli
     
  17. Alias Elle

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    Hey! I never said I didn't like S/V! I'm a huge S/V shipper!

    ~Me :angel2:
     
  18. Alias Elle

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    I'm at 600 (again!)! And we're at two pages, spywolf!

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  19. Alias Elle

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    Okay, Spywolf left me the kinda hard part, but you guys know I enjoy it, so I’m just gonna start with this to refresh my memory and away we go….

    “How about lunch tomorrow? At the cafe where I first met you two? After that the three of us can talk.” Sydney said, looking to Vaughn for agreement. He nodded that it was alright.

    “Sounds great, I’ll see you then,” Matt replied.

    “Yea, you will,” Sydney answered. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, and they went their separate ways, all to consider what just happened. None of them could quite grasp the enormity of it all.


    During the drive home, neither Sydney nor Vaughn spoke. They were both lost in their own thoughts. Finally, Vaughn spoke up.

    “So… that was him?”

    “Yep. That was him.”

    “You guys must have been really close if he went to visit your grave every day. And he knew your favorite flower.”

    “Yeah *cough* he, um, well, kinda asked me that when we first met. It seemed like a strange question, but now, in a morbid way, I understand why he asked.”

    “Yeah. Um, just out of curiosity, is he—”

    “Blind?” she said, finishing his sentence for him. He seemed really uncomfortable, so she decided to change the subject quickly. “Yeah. Hope it’s alright, we’re going to stay at my old place until I can find somewhere else.”

    “Well why do we have to be moving around? I mean, shouldn’t we just stay there?”

    “I guess. I just thought it might be nice to live in a new place. The old one will just—it has so many memories.”

    This was where Vaughn decided to ask the tough questions. Not that he wanted too, but he felt he had to know.

    “Sydney, did… did you ever sleep with him?”

    Sydney had to slam on the brakes to stop the car from running into the yellow taxi cab in front of them.

    “What kind of question is that?”
    “Sydney, you two obviously had a great relationship, but this is something, if I don’t get it out into the open, it’ll be hanging over my head the entire time we’re in New York.”

    She could understand his point of view, but it was still making her extremely uncomfortable talking about her past… you know. So she decided to be evasive in her answers and hopefully get home before she had to give a real answer.

    “We… were close. Really close.”

    “So you did sleep with him?”

    “Vaughn! Would you please drop it! Alright, yes, I slept with him! For god sakes, he was my first love! At the time, I thought he would be my only love.” She stopped dead, realizing what she just said.

    “Drop me off at the Plaza hotel. I think we need to spend some time apart. I’ll—I’ll see you tomorrow at eight. Where’s the café?”

    “Vaughn, please, don’t. I didn’t mean that.”

    “Syd, we both need time to cool off. Where is the café?”

    “It’s near Central Park, not too hard to find. Eight o’clock, then.” They pulled up to the Plaza hotel and he got out, hailed a bellboy, and left her sitting alone in the car.

    *
    Vaughn was sitting in room 562, next to the phone. Every time he would reach out his hand to call her, he would pull it back. Maybe his coming to New York wasn’t such a good idea. Even though he knew all about Danny, Danny was dead and out of their lives. There was no obstacle there. But Matt Murdock, he was alive and very much a part of Syd’s life. And Sydney obviously cared about Murdock, possibly more than she cared about Vaughn. Maybe their relationship had been built on a lie, a lie that had yet to die because of foolishness.

    *
    There it was. Sydney’s old apartment, still the same as it had been well over ten years ago, but with a little more dust. She had never told anyone that she had kept on leasing it, under an alias of course, after she had supposedly died. She knew she needed some place to call her own if things ever got bad back in L.A. Things were bad here in New York, though. The only two men she had ever felt anything for practically hated each other because of her. She hadn’t wanted them to meet like this. In fact, she hadn’t wanted them to meet at all. But knowing Matt’s abilities, she wouldn’t have been able to “hide” Vaughn at the cemetery even if she had tried. Maybe it was better that they met. There were so many maybes in her thought process that she decided to stop thinking and try to get some sleep. She still had a long day ahead of her tomorrow, and she had a feeling it wasn’t going to be very… pleasant.
    *
    Matthew Murdock, attorney at law, human lie detector, bringer of justice. Those were his official titles. Unofficial; unrequited lover of Elektra Natchios, who just happened to love another man. He should have been able to sense she had a chance at living. Instead, he had decided to give up on her too soon and needlessly go after Bullseye. Actually, Bullseye went after him, but still. And now he may have lost her forever. He knew she had changed; her hair was shorter, and the bags under her eyes had gotten bigger, he could tell that from her voice. But when he had seen her in the rain at the cemetery, it seemed to him her smile had gotten bigger and her eyes sparkled more. And he had a feeling it wasn’t because of him; it was because of that other man, Michael Vaughn. Somehow, he had to get his beloved Elektra back.

    As Sydney stepped into the café, she looked around knowingly. The place hadn’t changed a bit in over ten years. The walls were still the same mustard yellow, the counter was near the back, and the chair she had been sitting in when she had first met Matt was still in the same place, conveniently vacant. She went over and sat down, picking up the New York Times sitting on the stand next to the chair. The headline read;

    DAREDEVIL STRIKES AGAIN; FRIEND OR FOE?

    She chuckled slightly at the absurdity of the thought that Daredevil could be evil. Although, most people didn’t even know his name, his real name, so how could they be anything but skeptical?

    “I’m sorry to bother you, Miss, but I was looking for some honey.”

    “Oh, here,” she said, grabbing a bottle and handing it to the stranger but not bothering to look up from the paper.

    “Are you sure you’d rather read that than see an old… acquaintance?”

    “What—” She looked up. There was Matt, looking better than he had yesterday at the cemetery. In fact, she almost felt herself falling in love with him all over again.

    “Matt! I’m so glad to see you!” She jumped up and threw her arms around his neck. He stumbled back a little, merely just for show, considering he knew perfectly well she was going to do that.

    “Long time, no see. Too long,” he said, stroking her hair. “We never really got a chance to talk yesterday and I want to know everything that’s been going on with you since you left. Where did you go?”

    “I went to L.A. to attend UCLA. I worked part-time at a bank, and I just got my graduate degree a few weeks ago. Unfortunately—” she smile secretly to herself at this “—the bank folded and I was left without a job. That’s the main reason I decided to come back. I missed you.”
    “I missed you too. But what about your friend, what was his name, Michael—”

    “Michael Vaughn. He’s coming; he should actually be here soon. This is unlike him, though. He’s usually not late.”

    “Well, how about if we get some coffee while we wait for you *cough* friend, hm?”

    “That sounds great.” She ordered a mocha frappucino (Starbucks; sorry, I’m addicted to fraps!) while he ordered a coffee, black, and they took some seats by the window.

    “So, anything new with you?” she asked him, sipping from her straw.

    “The usual. Crime, crime, and more crime. I still haven’t told anyone about you. I don’t know how they would take it,” he said, dropping his head a little.

    “Any news from our old… friends? You know, the ones who liked roses?” she said, hoping he would get the hint. She wanted to know whether or not the S.O.B. that had killed her friend had been caught yet.

    “Actually, I hear he’s back in town, looking to do a little business,” Matt said with a grimace.

    “Well, I certainly want to negotiate his contract,” Sydney said through clenched teeth.

    “Elektra, I think your friend finally found his way here,” Matt said, cocking his head a little towards the window. Sure enough, two minutes later, Vaughn came jogging in, looking incredibly tired.

    “Elektra, I’m so sorry, I got a little—”

    “Lost,” they said, saying it at the same time. They both burst out laughing while Vaughn just stood there, incredibly confused.

    “I obviously missed something.”

    “Oh, it’s nothing. Matt, remember that night I was down in Hell’s Kitchen following you and you turned around and thought I had gotten lost?” Sydney said, gasping from her laughter with tears in her eyes.

    “Yeah, that was the night I saw you for the first time,” he said quietly. She stopped laughing and looked at him with a concerned look on her face. She took his hand in hers and they didn’t say talk any more.

    “Yeah.” Vaughn went to another table, scribbled a quick message to her, and left. This had definitely been a bad idea, but now that he was here, he would just have to stick it out.

    I know, it was nothing but dialogue, but hey, I’m trying! I hope it’s alright, Spywolf!

    ~Me :angel2:
     
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    Awesome Alias Elle. FINALLY CHAPT 5! I'm sooo sorry it took so long. I kept scrapping ideas, and my d*^% school didn't give us the day off. Oh well, here it is, Alias Elle your turn, hope this part's a little easier for you!
     
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