Tortured Souls - Daredevil/Matt Murdock X OC

Chapter 8

"Well now you've done it." Ciera jumped awake at the sound of the voice. She found herself in a white room, her mind raced with how she got here. Looking around the room, she noticed it was quite small, no windows or doors along the walls. Just a white light illuminating the white walls of the white room. "You've evolved someone else in your quest for revenge." Ciera narrowed her gaze as she starred straight ahead. For, before her, a hazy outline of a person wearing black seemed to materialize. Taking a deep breath she realized the person was Nick Fury. "Which nearly got him killed."

Ciera looked down as she thought about what he was saying. She didn't drag him into this, that was the last thing she wanted; bringing someone into her fight who had no business being in. Taking a deep breath she bit her tongue, keeping her words to herself. She new better then to try to argue with the man. Nothing good was ever going to come out of it. So instead, she swallowed her pride and sat there quietly.

When Nick stepped forward, Ciera lifted her tear filled gaze to him. She tried to ignore the tightness within her heart, she never ment for anyone else to get hurt. "You need to wake up, and realize that there is so much more you should be doing then chasing after something that is going to get you killed." Nick's voice sounded harsh to Ciera's ears as she winced back, lowering her head once more. "Didn't you hear me?" She looked up, confusion struck her as she saw a desk sitting before her between herself and Nick. She felt herself jump when Nick slammed his hands onto the seemingly metal desk with no warning. "I said wake up!" Ciera narrowed her gaze and she looked at him. Something was off, but she couldnt quite place it. Nick Fury stood before her, but it wasn't him. Was she going crazy? "Wake up!" He yelled again.

Realization strick her like a ton of bricks. She was dreaming. "Of course." She closed her eyes and immediately the feeling of free falling filled her sences. Before everything went black.

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Where the warehouse stood proudly overlooking the ocean, is now just a pile of twisted wood and metal. No one seemed to even bat an eye that the building had come down. Things like this seemed so frequent within the city of Hell's Kitchen, it was a known fact that construction workers would work well into mid night to make their deadlines. So when the warehouse crumbled to the ground, everyone seemed to think it was just another renovation; nothing too serious.

Though building falling down seemed to be the norm, something just didnt sit will with the aging man, sitting on the corner within an alleyway a good distance away. If one good thing came from living on the streets, its knowing when construction is going on and on which building. Having sat in that particular corner all day and seeing no construction worker or truck near the old abandoned warehouse, something just didnt sit well with him as he stood up onto stiff legs as he wondered over to the mess.

This man raised his hand as to his beard, almost rubbing it as he watched on. It wasnt until he heard something shift within the mangled mess that he became aware that something was in there. Watching carefully he noticed that some wood beams seemed to shift as what sounded as a cough came from under the rubble. Panic soon filled him as he ran forward to find out what exactly was under the remains of the building.

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Pain was the only thing Ciera felt as she slowly opened her eyes. Immediately closing her eyes as a searing pain found it's way into her head. What happened. Fighting though the pain she forced her eyes open once more. Soon the pain slowly broke, as her vision cleared. Looking around panic soon filled her when she realized that she was under the remains of the warehouse.

Looking around she tried to find anything to help her out of the situation. Letting out a sigh she laid her head back down as she tried to summon what energy she had left. Soon a slight thumping filled her ears. Lifting her head once more she looking down and saw nothing but black. Managing to get her hand by her face, her hand slowly glowed a white color illuminating the small area.