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        Daredevil : Evolution 1.

        Imagine living in a world where there was no sight, a world where
you missed the things others took for granted.  No admiring a beautiful
woman as she walked down the street, cooing over a beautiful newborn
baby or admiring the way the sun shone through the branches of the trees
in the park.
        Now imagine that, almost as compensation for not being able to
see these things, your other senses became enhanced, even beyond the
point that normal blind people's senses did.  Imagine if you had the
ability to 'see' everything around you like some kind of radar, almost
like a bat.
        And then what would you do? Dress up in tights and hang around
the dingy streets of New York, helping to clean up the once aptly named
Hell's Kitchen and calling yourself....?
        Batman? Nah! How cheesy would that be.
        Matt Murdock reacted by taking the nickname children had given
him as a child, back when he could see, by becoming The Daredevil and
waging war on crime.  He was a lawyer, a damn good lawyer who spent his
days defending people who needed help, then spent the nights swinging
about the city, beating up muggers, rapists and burglars before heading
home and getting a couple of hours sleep before heading out to Court
again.
        Now imagine, your vision is gone, replaced with enhanced senses
far beyond those of normal men, with a radar 'sight' that allows you to
'see' everything.
        And suddenly your bombarded with a sensory overload as you see
again, but keep your enhanced radar sense.
        - WE ARE HERE! - had blasted into his head, shocking his body
up straight from his seat.  The power of the voice in his head was massive,
and it was lucky for him that everybody else in the Courtroom was also
suffering from the same noise, though none had the same advanced senses
that he had.
        - HUMANITY, YOU'RE TIME IS DONE, - the massive, intruding voice
continued, - MUTANTS WERE THE FIRST SIGN, BUT NOW THEY, TOO, ARE
OBSOLETE, THE CHOSEN HAVE ARRIVED, THE NEW EVOLUTION OF
HUMAN EXISTENCE,
THE FINAL EVOLUTION OF HUMAN EXISTENCE IN HERE, NOW! -
        And it was then that his sight returned, albeit in his mind only,
as a shocking mental projection of The Avenger's defeat blasted into his
mind, as he really 'saw' again for the first time since he was a child,
the image superimposing over the radar image of the Courtroom itself and
overloading his mind with too much information.
        - WE HAVE ALREADY DEFEATED WITH EASE THE GREATEST
EXAMPLES OF
THE OLD HUMANITY, THE AVENGERS FELL BEFORE US EASILY, AND
ANY OTHERS WHO
THINK THEY COULD CHALLENGE OUR POWER WILL SUFFER THE SAME
FATE.  YOUR
TIME AS MASTERS OF THIS PLANET IS OVER, NOW YOU WILL SERVE US
AS WE
LIFT HUMANKIND TO IT'S RIGHTFUL PLACE AS EVENTUAL RULERS OF
THE
UNIVERSE. -
        - YOU WILL SERVE US, OR DIE. -
        He fell forward over the Defense Table, while all around The
Courtroom stunned Jury Members, the Prosecution, The Judge and those few
people who had come into The Court to watch proceedings tried to work out
what they had just seen.
        "What in hell was that?" snapped Judge Kincaid finally.
        "Your Honor," mumbled Alan Gardner, The Prosecution Lawyer who
had been losing his case all day,"I move for a mistrial on the grounds
of telepathic intrusion."
        "You what?" grunted Kincaid,"There's no such thing as grounds
of telepathic intrusion!"
        "This turn of events is rather unprecedented, your Honor, I do
believe that the telepathic intrusion might have an adverse effect on
the Jury's Deliberations."
        "Mr. Murdock, do you have anything to say to this?"
        Matt had managed to slump back in his seat, but he was still
unable to really concentrate on what was going on.  The image of The
Avengers laying defeated seemed to have burnt into his useless retinas,
and it was interfering with his radar sense.  For the first time since
his eyes had been coated in the radioactive ooze that had taken his
eyesight from him, he felt truly blind.
        "Mr. Murdock?"
        - GET OVER IT! - his mind screamed at him, - Everyone else has
recovered, pretend you have too! -
        "Th.. The prosecution has no legal standing for a mistrial, your
Honor," he managed to get out,"But I would appreciate it if we recessed
for the remainder of the day, if what we just saw is true, I believe
a state of Civil Emergency might be called."
        "Agreed," grunted Kincaid before Gardner could protest,"This Court
is in recess until next Monday, 9 AM."
        Matt's client was escorted out and The Courtroom soon emptied,
but Matt remained in his seat, trying to get his bearings.  Kincaid and
The Bailiffs had left, and he was alone, which cut down back the strain
on his radar senses.
        But the image on his retina wouldn't leave him, and it was only
his familiarity with The Courtroom that eventually, after close to half an 
hour, allowed him to get to his feet and make his way out.  His radar sense
was muddled and twisted, giving him conflicting images that made him unsure
of where he was going, for although he knew the corridors and hallways like
the back of his hand, he relied on his radar sense to warn him when other
people were approaching.
        Biting back his pride and swallowing it like a bitter pill,
he unfolded his walking stick and began tapping it along the ground,
finding his way down the corridor.  Luckily most of the other Judges
had already recessed the Courts, and most of the corridors were eerily
deserted.
        He heard footsteps approaching and initially cursed them for
getting in his way, until a familiar scent, heartbeat and the recognizable 
tap-tap of the approaching feet told him who it was.
        "Natasha?" he gasped.
        "Matt, are you all right?" asked Natasha Romanov, aka The Black
Widow, as she moved next to him and placed a reassuring arm on his shoulder.
        "I can't see, Natasha," he replied quietly, a strange thing to
hear from a blind man, but she understood what he meant.  The two were
more than sometimes team-mates, they'd once been lovers and understood
each other better than most of their closest friends.
        "We have to get out of here, Matt," she whispered,"It's true
what you saw, The Avengers have been defeated, and worse."
        "Worse?" he asked as she led him to the elevator and it began
moving them down towards the ground floor.
        He felt the tension grow in her body, heard the sharp intake
of breath and knew that whatever it was, it was bad.
        "The.... things that defeated The Avengers, they... uh, they
raped Wanda, Carol and Firestar."
        The words took a moment to sink in, then Matt felt his muscles
loosen as he fell back against the wall of the lift.
        "They what?"
        "They... they were raped, Matt," Natasha whispered,"And people
were cheering while it happened."
        He heard her choke back a slight sob, knew she was trying to
maintain a stoic face despite what she had just revealed.  She had once
led The Avengers, she had only meet Firestar a couple of times,
had respected Carol's toughness of character and enjoyed the friendship
of Wanda Maximoff.
        The elevator came to a stop and she helped him out, the two moving
along at a steady rate as the odd aide rushed past, bringing paperwork
as The Judges gathered together to discuss what had happened, perhaps
contact City Hall.  If the aides saw anything strange in the fact that
a beautiful red-headed Russian woman in skin tight black leather was
helping a red-headed, blind Lawyer down the corridors, they gave no
sign.
        "Is your eyesight any better?" she asked him, using the general
term despite the fact that he hadn't had eyesight since he was a young
boy.
        "No," he replied,"If you hadn't come along I'd probably only just
have made it to the lifts."
        They pushed through the large double doors at the entrance to the
Courtroom, Security Staff buzzing them through before relocking the doors,
the Court was now closed, you could get out but you couldn't get back in.
        "It's too quiet," Matt whispered as he felt the sun shine down
on his face, enjoying the warmth,"The Avengers have just been defeated,
somebody is looking to conquer the planet and I don't even hear traffic."
        "There's nobody out here," Natasha murmured as they moved down
the steps of The Courthouse onto the sidewalk,"It's disconcerting, there
were large crowds around the area where The Avengers were defeated, and
I saw rioting going on earlier, it makes no sense that things should
be so deserted here."
        "It reminds me of something," muttered Matt,"Not so much the lack
of people as the lack of anything, I don't even hear birds, not even
pigeons... it's like.... it's like the calm before the storm, or the eye
of a hurricane."
        As if to emphasize his words, a second later The Court erupted
with a massive explosion, the wave of heat an almost physical thing that
threw them forward onto the roads.  They were fortunate that the roads
were deserted, there were no cars except for those parked on the sides
of the street, and both were able to tuck their heads and roll as they
hit the surface, converting the kinetic energy of the heat-wave to roll
along the ground clear of falling debris.
        They lay clear on the other side of the street, both groaning
lightly before they sat up and turned to look at each other.
        "They're making clinical, strategic strikes," she muttered,
staring straight at Matt, who had lost his glasses and seemed to be
staring right at her,"They've taken out The Avengers, hitting us while
The Fantastic Four are away, I've seen several Police House's go up
in smoke, now they're hitting the Courthouses.  I guess they'd have
probably blown up or attacked City Hall by now, I'm guessing X-Factor
will be next, then they'll start picking us off one by one, people like
you and me, your friend Spider-Man and others."
        Matt didn't respond, just kept staring at her.
        "Matt?"
        "Natasha? Are you there?" he grunted at last,"The explosion has
affected my hearing and probably my balance as well, my radar is still
all screwed up and the images of The Avengers are stopping me
from clearing it up.  I'm effectively blind and mostly deaf."
        "Oh shit, Matt," whispered Natasha,"Not now, I need your help."
        She moved beside him and took his hands in her own,"Matt, can
you hear me?"
        "Just barely," he replied,"It's like you're far away, talking
to me with my head in a box stuffed with cotton underwater."
        "We have to get back to Avengers Mansion, Jarvis would have called
in all Ex-Avengers by now, we can hit those bastards with an army and
wipe them off the face of the planet."
        "If you said even half of what I think you said," Matt said with
a wry smile,"Then I like it."
        She helped him to his feet, and winced when she saw him stumble,
the explosion, coming so close and with his already enhanced hearing
stretched to the limit, and left him temporarily almost deaf, which in
turn seriously affected his balance.  If they could get him back to full
strength, he'd be a valuable asset, but right now he was going to slow
her down seriously.
        "Come on," she whispered to herself as she slung one of his arms
around her neck,"Just let us get back to The Mansion."
        A very light noise behind her was her only indication of danger,
and she had no choice but to throw Matt clear as she twisted away before
a lean, well muscled figure was able to connect with a potentially lethal
blow.
        She twisted into a ready fighting stance, arms ready to punish
any arrogant attempt to overpower her.  But her opponent had seen the skill
and grace with which she'd dodged his blow, and kept a respectful distance,
watching with a light smirk on his face, as if he appreciated her abilities
like one would a gifted childs.  He saw her ability, but was totally
confident that against himself she would be no match.
        He was tall, about 6 foot 2, with a lean, toned body like that
of a swimmers.  He had a narrow waist which moved out to firm pectorals
and broad shoulders.  He wore no shirt or shoes but had baggy black pants
like you might see in a bad Kung Fu movie, his hair was a carelessly
tousled blond and his blue eyes danced merrily, as if all this was just a
distraction.
        "You're one of them, aren't you?" she asked angrily.
        He bowed, his face mocking her,"I am a Fellow Of The Physical
Discipline, yes," he chuckled,"One of your new Masters.  I came to destroy
this symbol of the old order, and find an added bonus."
        He turned to look at Matt, who lay on the ground, straining
to hear what was being said, not able to 'see' what was going on right
in front of him.
        "Daredevil," he muttered,"How quick the mighty fall, eh? And you,
Natasha, how soon you will fall."
        She refused to be goaded, knowing that she would be in for one of
the toughest fights of her life without losing control.  He smiled as if
in appreciation, then almost quicker than the eye could follow he launched
his attack.
        Natasha was forced to retreat before his attack, blocking his
blows as she desperately looked for an opening, any opening she could
exploit.
        Her opponent let out a number of ear piercing screams that even
Matt could hear, they reminded her a great deal of the cries Bruce Lee
would let out to intimidate his opponents before kicking the crap out
of them, and guessed that he was imitating them.  They were disconcerting
at least, frightening at most, because despite his easy smirk and dancing
eyes, she could sense a dangerous psychosis in him, an anger he tried to
hide behind laughter and a carefree attitude.
        "Oh, you're good!" he laughed,"I'm going to enjoy taking you!"
        Instantly thoughts of Wanda, Carol and Firestar's rapes hit her
hard, and she lost her concentration momentarily.  Slipping on a piece of
debris from the destruction of The Courthouse, he slipped inside her guard
and caught her with a firm blow on the chin.  She fell back and hit her
head hard on a piece of brick, temporarily dazing her.
        He was on her in a second, pinning her down easily, despite his
lean frame he felt heavy on her.  She struggled beneath him, but he just
laughed, arrogantly pressing one arm against her upper chest and grabbing
the zipper of her tight leather costume.
        "NO! GET OFF ME YOU BASTARD!" she screamed at him.
        "Natasha?" Matt cried, struggling to get to his feet and becoming
overwhelmed with dizziness,"Natasha, what's happening?"
        "I'm gonna fuck this bitch hard," chuckled the Fellow,"And she
is going to fucking love it!"
        He pulled the zip down, a quick buzzing noise that now seemed the
most terrifying noise she'd ever heard.  Her upper cleavage was revealed,
her large, tanned tit-flesh exposed as if had been a million times before
on a million missions, but she'd never felt so terrifyingly naked despite
the fact that nothing was revealed.
        With a laugh, the fellow tugged hard on the zip, which in turn
caused the seam running down the length of her waist to rip open.  Her
costume, tight as it was and now relieved of pressure with the tearing of
the seam, pulled to either side, revealing a great deal of cleavage and
flat, toned waist.  The tear ended just above her crotch, leaving only
her vagina unexposed as he pulled aside first one half of her torn costume,
then the other, revealing her large breasts to his excited gaze.
        "SICK FUCK!" she screamed, writhing about beneath him, even angrier
that he was holding her - Natasha Romanov, Olympic Class Athlete and super
spy - down with one arm as he cupped first one breast, then the other,
panting heavily as he felt her up, enjoying the feel of the Russian
beauties big tits.
        He released her breasts and slid his hand down her waist, enjoying
the feel of her toned, smooth skin beneath him before sliding his hand
under the torn leather of her costume and squeezing her cunt-mound, sliding
a finger into her hole, violating her.
        "NO!" she cried out, trying with all her strength to escape and
failing miserably.
        "Your friends squealed for more while Upstart's boys fucked
them," he panted into her ear, his fingers squirming about inside of
her pussy,"Even now they're probably begging to get it from them again,
just like you will be when I'm done with you."
        He squeezed her cunt firmly, the red-headed Ex-Avenger crying
out in denial of both the act itself and the undeniable pleasure it was
giving her.  As much as she hated this, the chemical reaction of the
pheromones that his body was giving out could not be denied by her own
body.  They over-rode conscious decision, ignored the minds protests and
made her body react to the physical stimuli being force-fed into her.
        Matt clawed his way up the side of the building, the dim cries
of Natasha penetrating the dull, persistent humming in his ears.  He tried
to step away and instantly fell forward, hitting the ground hard.  His
body seemed paralyzed as the full force of the situation caved in on him
finally.  His eyes, dead for so long, had become etched with a terrifying
image of The Avengers lying defeated, his ears, which he'd used in place
of his eyes were now almost useless, taking away his balance and his
skills.  His radar sense was skewed and twisted, he had only the vaguest
idea of where everything was, even the ground seemed distorted and thrown
off, which in connection with his loss of balance meant he couldn't even
walk, let alone flip, twist, dodge blows and fight.
        "DAREDEVIL!" cried The Fellow with a laugh, his voice naturally
amplifying itself so that Matt was sure to hear it,"I'M ABOUT TO RAPE
YOUR LITTLE BITCH HERE AND MAKE HER MINE, I THOUGHT YOU SHOULD BOTH KNOW
MY NAME BEFORE I DO IT!"
        He laughed loudly, thrusting three fingers quickly in and out
of Natasha's cunt, the thrusting digits, smooth pink flesh and tight
black leather combining to create a lewd, squelching noise as Natasha's
arousal grew despite her protests and cries of denial.  Her cunt was getting
wetter in response to The Fellow's efforts, and she could feel her body
becoming more and more excited.
        "THE NAME IS LEE, DAREDEVIL, REMEMBER IT, BECAUSE I'M GOING
TO BE THE ONE THAT TAKES EVERY BITCH YOU EVER HAD AND MAKE
THEM MINE!!!!"
        Lee dropped down hard onto Natasha, forcing his mouth against
hers and kissing her passionately.  His tongue forced it's way into her
mouth, making her gag as she tried to stop him, all to no avail as he
continued playing with her cunt and her clit, driving her body crazy
with desire even as her mind protested and rejected what was happening to
her.
        Lee moved his lips away from Natasha's mouth, quickly licking
his way down her graceful neck to her shoulder.  He nibbled hungrily on
her warm, tanned flesh as his skilled fingers pushed and delved deeper
and deeper into the naked Ex-Avenger's slit.  Natasha moaned, her eyes
pressing shut as she felt The Fellow's hand ravishing her pussy.  He
moved down over her tit and took her nipple into his mouth, his teeth
chewing lightly, playfully on the pink, erect flesh, his tongue running
quickly up and down over the tip of her nipple.  Lee quickly moved to
Natasha's other breast, sucking eagerly on that nipple, nibbling at it
before burying his mouth in the crook of her neck and sucking on it
happily.
        He pulled his hand out of her cunt, leaving her pussy feeling
empty and unused.  She cursed her own weakness, how could she let herself
be so easily overcome by some loser Bruce Lee wannabe!?!
        He tore the small triangle of leather still covering her pussy
away, tearing down so that it ripped down between her legs and exposed
her contracted asscheeks.  He left the leather lying torn between her
legs, prying her legs apart, exposing her shaven cuntlips to his sight,
the small rectangle of red pubic hair finally revealed.
        "Please, nooo," The Black Widow moaned as Lee pulled his pants
down, revealing his long, lean cock,"Don't do this, don't!"
        He just laughed, and seconds laughter was pressing his erect
member against her wet pussy.  Without any ceremony or warning he rammed
himself hard into the half-naked superhero’s cunt, his cockshaft prying
apart Natasha's slit as he pressed his cock deep inside of her.
        Natasha groaned, biting her lower lip as her rapist fucked into
her pussy, burying his cock deep inside of her and quickly setting up
a fast pumping motion as he thrust his cock in and out of Natasha Romanov's
cunt.
        He grasped onto Natasha's shapely hips, finally releasing his
arm's grip on her shoulders.  But she didn't take the opportunity to
escape, she just lay beneath him, moaning out half-denials, half cries
of pleasure.  As the speed and roughness of his thrusts grew greater and
more urgent, Natasha's outspread feet shook with each powerful thrust, her
groans inspiring Lee as he shoved into her again and again.
        It already seemed liked he'd been fucking her for ages, she could
no longer remember a time when he hadn't been inside of her, fucking her
and driving her cunt wild.  Her cunt clenched around his cock, sucking his
meat back inside of her as he pushed back into her again and again,
fucking her hard and fast.
        His hands ran over the superhero's large heaving tits, tweaking
her hard, pink nipples.  Natasha was now moaning wantonly, no longer able
to control her unwanted pleasure.  Lee gripped onto her large, firm
breasts and continued to furiously plunge his manhood in and out of tight,
well-lubricated pussy.
        Natasha's sexy body shook each time Lee slammed into her tight
pussy, The Fellow releasing her breasts and sliding his hands down the
side of her hips and cupping her firm asscheeks, massaging the twin
globes of her ass as he thrust in and out of her cunt.
        The intense sensations were driving the Ex-Avenger mad with
an unwanted lust, she let out a guttural cry of pleasure that spiked
into Matt's ear from where he lay, less than twenty yards away.  The
humming noise was breaking up with each cry, each squeal of pleasure
like a spike driving into brain, causing pain, terrible pain.
        And sometimes, with pain comes clarity.
        Natasha groaned as her hips gyrated lewdly in circles against
his pistoning cock.  Her pussy-lips parted with each thrust, clinging
to his cock and pulling back on his meat as he pulled away before then
slamming his dick once again into her cunt.
        Natasha's orgasm was raising to a levels of pure ecstasy, she
couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't resist the pleasure she was getting
from his cock.  She'd kept her mind clear off the pleasure threatening to
invade it by remembering the scenes of her friends being raped by Lee's
allies, but now the sensations had become so over-riding that she was
getting off on the idea of her close friends being raped, taken again
and again by whoever wanted them.  Now she was remembering Wanda's naked
body with a different emotion, lust.  Now she wanted to have Wanda with
her, to do things to her, sick things that she would usually blanch at,
she wanted to fuck her friend, to take her, to rape her!
        "ARRRGH YES!" she squealed, giving in entirely,"FUCK ME! FUCK
ME HARDER!" she squealed as she climaxed madly.
        Lee raised himself to his arms as the sexy red-head spasmed under
him, with his upper body raised above her, he was able to change the
speed and angle of his cock's thrusts into the beautiful Russian's cunt,
and this drove her even more wild with desire as she came hard, her
pussyjuices spilling out around his cock, running down over her tight
asscheeks to the hard concrete of the road beneath them.
        His long, pulsating cock rammed back and forth inside of her,
slit as Natasha ground her pelvis from side to side, up and down as Lee
rode her like a bucking bronco.  He impaled her on his thick cock again
and again, and she was loving it, wanting it again and again as she felt
him slam into her again and again.  She was out of her mind with desire,
she wanted it bad, wanting him to fuck her forever and a day.
        Natasha moved her ass back and forth as he slid his cock in and
out of her clenching, juicy cunt.  Lee slammed into her pussy faster than
ever before, gritting his teeth and grunting in pleasure as he fucked
her hard.  He pounded his rod in and out of her tight little snatch again
and again, sticking it to her harder and harder.
        The Ex-Avenger drove her cunt up onto his piercing cock.  Her hips
undulating up and down as she countered his strokes with her own hips'
motions.  Her body shuddered as she came again, her spasming cunt closing
and tightening as Lee plunged his cock ferociously into her hole as she
enjoyed her second climax.
        "YEeeeeessSSS!!!!" hissed Lee through clenched teeth, slamming
his cock deep into Natasha's cunt, grinding his cock against her pussy,
shooting his sperm deep inside of her pussy, blasting her with sprays of
thick semen.
        Her big tits jumped and bounced in circles as he continued to
thrust into her despite cumming, his cock now supersensitive after the
incredible climax he'd just spent inside of The Black Widow's tight cunt.
        Natasha arched her back and tossed her head up and down as her
cunt convulsed onto his spewing cock.  Lee kept fucking the superhero
for all he was worth, getting off on the fact that it was her he was
getting off on.
        "Ahhh, yes," he groaned, falling forward and lying against her,
his cock remaining buried deep in her cunt, her breasts pressed firmly
against his chest,"Now you're my bitch."
        "Lee!" growled a voice, startling the now dozey Fellow into full
alert.  He pulled free from Natasha's cunt with a wet, sluicing noise,
but his movements, even as fast as they were, weren't fast enough.  The
billy club smacked into his face, knocking him onto his ass as he was
caught surprised.
        "Now it's time for you to take your fall," said the red costumed
figure before him, a lean, well muscled man wearing a mask that even
covered his eyes, a mask with two small horns protruding from the top
that emphasized his codename.
        Daredevil was back.
        
        End Daredevil : Evolution 1.

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