Disclaimer: I do not own
any part of Daredevil nor do I own any of the characters who
are in this story.
I am not earning nor am I seeking a profit for my fan fictions.
P/L: Telic becomes better
acquainted with her newfound "brother". The two start an
unlikely friendship as they begin to realize that their
interests are virtually the same.
Daredevil/X-men 28 novembre,
2002
An Unlikely Friendship
Telic sighed in contempt.
Crossing her arms, Telic sighed, "Let me guess, you
need a place to stay.
Am I right?"
Bullseye simply stared at her. He showed neither anger nor amusement from
Telic's cross attitude.
Bullseye seemed to rather be accustomed to the
harsh treatment he
was receiving from the mutant for he hardly
complained. The super villain seemed to
follow Telic's commands precisely
without argument. At times this made
Telic wonder
if he was acting out of courtesy or fear.
"Hello," Telic breathed heavily, glaring at Bullseye. "I asked you a question! Do
you need a place to stay?"
Bullseye gave Telic a gentle smile
and replied steadily, "Yes, I believe so."
Telic was about to reply that he could board up with her in
her studio apartment,
but then thought of a sarcastic comment. Telic glowered, "Rent a motel
room."
"Well that's a fine 'how-do-you-do'," Bullseye smirked, continuing to give Telic
an amused grin.
"I thought mutants like you were more kind-hearted, gentle, and
peaceful."
"You want gentle?" Telic questioned crossly. She spat, "Get a dog!" She then
sighed, looking at the third-class apartment building in
front of her. Telic then looked
back at Bullseye and said,
"Come with me, you can stay at my place."
Telic started towards the building, Bullseye
at her side, staring at the dark white
paint peeling off the building. Telic continued, "This is the best
they've got in the slums.
Perks of
being a mutant in a low-paying job."
"You have a trade?" Bullseye
inquired, suddenly interested. "Who do you work
for? Are you a
murder-for-hire as well?"
Telic gave Bullseye a disgusted
scoff and ignored his comment. She
pushed open
the door leading to the stair well. Telic told Bullseye
as they walked up the five flights of
stairs, "I work down in the lobby, cleaning and all that
sort. That's how I can afford to
stay here. Plus, I
earn a little extra to buy food to live off of."
Telic came to a halt at the top of the stair case and pushed
open her door.
Stepping inside, Telic
flipped on the lights, exposing a light-yellow tinted room. There
weren't any rooms; just one large open space. To the right of the entrance stood a dark
oak door that led to the bathroom. Next to there was the small walk-through
kitchen.
A large, ten-foot section of the wall opposite of the entrance
was actually a
window that overlooked the city of
bed that was covered in an olive wool blanket. Adjacent to the bed was a brown-plaid
couch that needed the support of four wooden blocks to sit
off the ground. A large wire
spool was used for a makeshift nightstand.
"Cozy," Bullseye remarked,
noting the plainness of the room with a nod.
"I know it isn't the Waldorf or the Plaza," Telic
remarked, making her way to the
couch. She turned
back to Bullseye and smiled gently, "But it's
the only thing I have.
The view, at least, is
spectacular."
Bullseye continued to look about the
room in wonder. Telic asked, "Are
you tired
at all?"
Shaking his head, Bullseye replied,
"Not really. I might just rest for
a second.
I've had a long day."
"Well, when you do, you get the couch," Telic stated
flatly. She glanced at her
watch and cursed, "Oh no, not again!"
"What's wrong?" Bullseye
asked, making his way over to her.
Telic threw off her cloak and dived over the bed. Disappearing momentarily,
Telic began a frantic
search for a missing item. Bullseye inquisitively tried to peer over
the bed but only saw some clothes flying up on the bed.
Finally, Telic reemerged from behind the bed, a watch in her
mouth and a pink
blouse and skirt in her hands. Telic climbed over her bed and raced to the
bathroom.
Flinging open the door,
Telic hollered behind her, "I'm late!"
Bullseye raised an eyebrow at
Telic. When the door slammed shut, Bullseye
strolled over the window and gazed outside. The city was bustling, even though that they
were on the outskirts of the slums. Bullseye gazed at
the empty space where the two
horrible were those that killed so many innocent people!"
Just then Telic reemerged from the bathroom. Her hair was in a tight bun and her
dark apparel had been replaced by the light pink uniform
provided for work at the local
diner. Telic saw Bullseye's attempt at not laughing and gave him a scoff,
"Haha, laugh it
up human! At least
some of us have to do the grunt work in order to get through life."
"Yes, in a pink dress," Bullseye
sniggered.
"Thank you very much," Telic hissed. She told Bullseye,
opening the door, "I
will be out for awhile,"
"Secret rendez-vous?"
Bullseye prodded jokingly.
"None of your business!"
Telic responded with a resounding hiss at the end of
"business". Telic continued, "And don't bother
trying to find me 'cause you won't. Just
stay here where the police aren't looking for you!"
At that Telic left the room and slammed the door shut, leaving
Bullseye alone in
the room.
* * * * * * * *
"Pick up!" Telic called loudly over the commotion in
the diner. She slid the plate
of grilled cheese and fries over to the expectant
customer.
Telic then went to the ordering part of the counter and met a
muscular man
dressed in dark garments.
Telic asked in a polite but weary voice, "What can I get you
Mister?"
"I'll take the 'Fish 'n' Chips," the man replied in
a low, husky voice.
Telic quickly wrote the information on her pad of paper and
asked, "Anything to
drink, Mister?"
"Coffee," the man stated.
"Okay," Telic replied, jotting down the order. She turned away from him and
posted the message on a revolving order tray, stating loudly
to the cooks in the back
room, "One order of gills and tots! And make it snappy this time! And for heaven's
sake, don't give the fish a smiley face! It terrifies the customers!"
Telic turned back to the man.
But instead of the man, Bullseye stood in
front of
her. He wore a
dusky overcoat with a cotton black beanie covering the Bullseye
scar in
the center of his forehead.
"What are you doing here?" Telic hissed, gasping
from shock.
Bullseye ignored Telic's
question. As he glanced around, Bullseye commented,
"Lovely place this
is. Catchy name too. The Gay Sixty-Niners, gotta
love it."
Telic rolled her eyes and sighed. She hissed, "What do you want? Why are you
here and why are you following me?"
"Whoa, I'm not here for you," Bullseye
told her. He noted Telic's
frizzled state
and laughed, "Although, you do look lie a train wreck
right about now."
"Real sweet," Telic laughed sarcastically. She waved to the man standing beside
Bullseye and said, "Excuse me but you're being rude! This man was here first."
"Oh, this lad?" Bullseye questioned, looking at the guy next to him.
"He's me
chum from
"Charmed," Telic grumbled, nodding at the man.
Bullseye continued, "Prosperous
has been my
me when and where I need to strike. I hope I get an opportunity to strike again
sometime
soon."
Prosperous spoke up, "You will get your chance my
friend. Tomorrow morning
we strike at Don Pavarotti's place. Kingpin says that Pavarotti has hammered him
on a
false deal and Kingpin wants Pavarotti out of the picture if
you get what I'm saying'."
"Oh, I read you loud and clear," Bullseye
replied with a smile. "I get to rid the
world of a greedy tycoon bastered
and I get paid for it too. What's not to
understand?"
"Good," Prosperous nodded. "Where can I meet
you tomorrow morning? Are
you staying with Magneto and Mystique?"
"Nope," Bullseye replied.
"I'm staying with Telic. She's one
of us now. She's an
assassin too. She lives
in a rustic apartment complex just as you enter the slums here.
You can't miss it. The gray paint is falling off. It's the room at the top of the stairs. I'll
see you at
Prosperous barely had a chance to speak when Bullseye patted him on the
shoulder and said, "Good, I'll see you then. Take care now."
"Right then," Prosperous noted. He threw a couple bills on the counter and
exited
the diner.
"He ordered it and he didn't even want it!" Telic
exclaimed. The dish was sitting
on the counter a couple feet from her. Telic retrieved the plate and set it in front
of
Bullseye. Telic sighed, "Here, you take it. It would be a shame to waste this food."
"Why, are there more unfortunate people out there than
us?" Bullseye inquired,
giving Telic a soft smile.
"Yes, the homeless, the depraved, the poor wretched scums of this earth who have
been beaten down by the likes of Don Pavarotti, Dennis Crobobble, and Damian Zanus!"
"Are you a vigilante by any chance?" Bullseye questioned, resting his head in his
hands as he peered at Telic, observing her closely.
"I'd like to think so," Telic replied slowly.
"Those are the people I most want to
destroy. Bring them
down in the dirt like they've done to others."
"Well, that makes two of us," Bullseye
replied quietly.
* * * * * * *
Telic stepped outside the diner just as a cloud burst drained
its weight upon the
city. Telic put up
her hood and began a slight jog towards her residence. For the past
month Telic had been living on the outskirts of the slums,
Telic had a particular fear of
the area. Many
times she had been nearly beaten to death by a mob of delinquents and
was almost forced to use her telekinetic powers to get
herself out of trouble.
Only one suggestion came to mind when Telic pondered why she
couldn't bring
herself to kill them.
The thought of Jim and Nuka, two wonderful men
who had saved
her from the terrible slings and arrows of humanity kept
Telic from releasing her wrath
upon the delinquents.
Tears began sliding down her face in
remembrance of Nuka, the one who was
going to marry her and join the X-men. Horribly, Nuka's
existence was snubbed out one
fateful day when the X-men came down upon Nuka's
residence, killing his mother,
wounding his sister Calico, and killing him. The whole incident was a supposed accident
where Nuka and Calico were in the
wrong place at the wrong time. But Telic
could never
forgive the X-men for killing her fiancé.
Just then, Telic received a hard blow
against the side of her head. Telic fell
to the
wet pavement where she lay in the growing puddle of water,
unwilling to move from her
spot. Telic heard
the jeering from the delinquents and suspected what they wanted to do
to her. But Telic
didn't care. Death would seem like a
welcome rather than a
punishment.
Telic closed her eyes and waited for the
inevitable. She then heard a slight
scuffling and the sound of flesh being cut mixed with the sounds
of agonizing pain and
death. The rain
continued to fall heavily on the city.
Telic opened her eyes and glanced
upwards. She saw Bullseye standing next to her, peering at her curiously.
Slowly, Telic rose to a standing
position and murmured, "Normally I'm not the
one to say this but, thank you. Thank you for saving my life."
Bullseye nodded and looked at the dying victims. He hid his shurikens,
sharpened metal stars, in his overcoat. Bullseye turned
back to Telic and told her quietly,
"Those goons won't be
hurting you anymore."
Telic looked from Bullseye
to the dying depraved and then back to Bullseye.
Telic let out a nervous
sigh and then embraced Bullseye. She closed her eyes and cried
gently, "Why can't I do it? Why can't I do it?"
Bullseye
peered at the mutant hugging him. He
straightened himself some, as if
trying to impose more self-pride. Bullseye commented,
"You sure had me whipped back
in that alley earlier today."
"That's because I was mad,"
Telic replied, keeping her eyes shut.
"Why did you look at me as if you
were afraid of me?"
"I was. But then I saw you were more afraid of me
than I was afraid of you so I
used that to my advantage and pinned you up against the
wall."
"Huh," came
Bullseye's response.
He gave an impatient sigh.
Telic then realized she was still
embracing Bullseye.
Quickly pulling away from
him, Telic brushed back a couple strands of hair and
suggested, "Why don't we head to
my place now."
"Good idea," Bullseye agreed, scratching his beanie.
Together the two started off towards the
apartment. Telic commented,
"Golly! I
haven't had anything to eat since breakfast!"
"Well let me cook you up
something," Bullseye offered.
Telic laughed, "Oh no! I can just imagine what you gourmet chef can
produce!"
"Fine," Bullseye
laughed, continuing in his joking manner, "You can just diet
then! See what I
care!"
"Are you calling me fat?"
Telic questioned, poking Bullseye playfully in the
arm.
"Of course not," Bullseye replied.
Telic nodded approvingly. Bullseye then
added, elbowing Telic gently in the arm, "For an
elephant!
Telic's mouth
dropped open as she gasped in mock anger.
She exclaimed, "Oh I
know you didn't just go there!"
"Oh yeah?"
Bullseye asked, playfully poking Telic in the arm,
"What are you
going to do about it huh?
What are you going to do about it?"
"This!" Telic exclaimed. She stuck her right arm out and swiftly
flicked her wrist
in her direction.
A wall of standing water suddenly lifted off the pavement and drenched
Bullseye. Telic beamed at the gasping Bullseye. Giving a
perky giggle, Telic chuckled,
"That's what I'm going
to do!"
"Oy, it's
getting cold out here," Bullseye replied,
obviously trying to ignore
Telic's victory remark.
"Then let us to my warm house where
you can warm up by the roaring fire," Telic
smiled pleasantly.
"You have a fireplace?" Bullseye questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Actually no," Telic replied.
"Unless of course you consider the gas stove a
make-shift fire place to roast marshmallows over."
Bullseye
chuckled softly. The two continued
walking to the apartment. As Telic
opened the door, Bullseye remarked,
"I still can't believe you hugged me."
"I know," Telic replied.
"That was some rather nasty business wasn't it?" She
gave Bullseye a wink, continuing,
"Hugging you that is. I actually
touched you!"
"Oh, that's low," Bullseye commented, pretending that he was hurt by her
comment.
"I know, but, so are we,"
Telic smiled. Bullseye
entered the door way and shut
the door behind him.
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