Hell's Angel: Devil's Backbone (BK 2)

Shadows of the Night

Dani's POV
(Nightwing27th)

We'd run as fast as we could to Alison's. She wasn't picking up the phone and she's the first person we thought of that Nobu might want. She's got a bigger target on her back than any of the other people we've ever saved combined. We made it to her building in about seven minutes, and then practically flew down the fire escape into the alley. I walked out of the alley, making a beeline for the front door.

The café's closed so no one should see me. I had heard music playing from the fire escape, but had no idea where it was coming from. But the closer I got to the café doors, the more I realized...it's coming from inside the café. Daredevil was a few paces behind me when I reached the door. I put my hand on the knob and tested it. It was unlocked. Again.

I sighed, hoping I'd find Alison camped out on the pantry floor this time. I twisted it and then pushed the door open. I was instantly hit with a loud wave of music, which echoed off the empty streets. I glanced at Daredevil. He looked just as confused. But then I recognized the song. I rolled my eyes and walked, my feet coming to a screeching halt three feet inside the door.

I felt Daredevil stop next to me as stared directly in front of me. Chase was here! How is that possible? But, even worse was what he was doing. He was dancing around the dining area, near the juke box, singing along to the song with a mop stick in his hand. It was serving as a microphone and an air guitar when the music called for it.

"Use every alibi...and words to deny that love aint meant to LAST!" he sang. I was totally speechless, like I've never been before. "You can CRY tough BABY, it's alright!" He came more into view and I was able to see what he was wearing. One red sock, one blue pink striped sock, and no pants. Instead he was wearing red Elmo boxers. Followed by a black leather jacket, MY black leather jacket, and no shirt with a white tie tied around his neck loosely. And to top it off...he was wearing a pair of those big blue '2016' shaped glasses, that were three sizes too big.

"You can let me down easy but..." He ran and jumped onto one of the chairs, catapulting him up onto a table. "...NOT TONIGHT!" I covered my mouth to stop myself from bursting into laughter. Daredevil seemed pretty amused, too. Chase brought the mop closer, positioning it for optimal guitar strumming. "We're running with the SHAAAADOOOOWS OF THE NIGHT!!! So baby take my hand, it'll be ALRIGHT! Surrender all your dreams to me TONIGHT! They'll come true in the ENNNNNNNNDDD!!"

He had a lamp next to the table, shinning down on him like a spot light. So this was clearly premeditated. I was hoping it was a heat of the moment thing. He continued strumming into the guitar solo. I sighed and spun around. I flipped on the light and then looked back at him. He was still on the table, but completely frozen. Mid guitar strum.

The song went on without him, as he stood there motionless breathing heavily. I don't know of any eleven year old boy, these days, who would get caught in their underwear dancing with a mop to Pat Benatar. I crossed my arms and took a few steps forward, trying to be the disapproving parental figure. I stopped within five feet of the table.

His eyes slowly shifted to look at me. And, only his eyes. The rest remained frozen. A very small, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. And then the guitar solo ended and the vocals came back. He sprung to life, belting out more lyrics and strumming the mop. "We're running with the SHAAAADOOOOWS OF THE NIGHT!!! So baby-"

"Chase!" I shouted over the music. And him. He stopped and sighed. He tossed the mop and then jumped off the table. I watched as the mop bounced off another table and crashed to the ground. I turned and followed Chase with my eyes. He walked to the juke box and ended the song. Then he turned around and looked at me. Like, looked at me. Like, this was the first time he'd seen me.