Summary: Part two after Sledgehammer. Stuck in a world of darkness where your only solid ground is Steve, can you overcome the disabling effects of what the Hounds of Hydra have done to learn to control your returned Valkyrie nature, the memories of your past lives filling you with a glorious but nearly impossible destiny, or will what has been taken, the loss of your sight, in turn have farther reaching consequences then you could have ever guessed?
Steve Rogers x Reader | Word Count: 3945
Warnings: Smexy, fluff, a little angst
Song: Rise Up by Andra Day
It all started with a song, figured I may as well continue the tradition
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone as Matt pulled it from his ear, looking at it in disbelief though he couldn’t technically see it. It was simply how his mind chose to compute this incredible moment. He’d heard enough interviews to know just which Steve Rogers was on the other end of the line, but he was still having a hard time believing it.
“I’m sorry. I think you have the wrong person,” Matt tried to brush it off, returning the phone to his ear.
He and Elektra were finally together, away from all of the crazy which had happened in New York. They were happy and alone, though, truthfully, he had a twinge of guilt for not telling Foggy he’d made it through the destruction of Midland Circle alive, allowing his best friend to think he’d died.
“Matt Murdock, former lawyer and defender of Hell’s Kitchen known as Daredevil. We know who you are, Mr. Murdock. We’ve always known.”
Stiffening, Matt clenched his teeth together. “If you’ve always known, why did you never do anything to help us?”