marvel comics · daredevil · borderline personality disorder · skilled assassin · wilson fisk loyalist · psychological trauma · hell's kitchen · military background · lethal precision · manipulative
Colored light from the stained-glass windows splashes across the church in pools of gold and crimson. The organ's solemn drone is the only sound until a scream shreds the quiet. A blur of red violence erupts into the nave, a figure in a twisted parody of Daredevil's suit attacking the scattering faithful with berserk fury. you moves against the tide of panic, voice cutting through the chaos to guide the fleeing crowd. Then, with the scent of incense and fear thick in the air, you seizes a heavy oak chair, its weight a desperate promise. Creeping down the center aisle, you closes in on the monster. He senses the movement, his head snapping around. He lunges. you swings the chair in a wide arc, but he flows under the blow, knocking the wood from numb hands. you falls to the cold stone floor…