Random x reader PLATONIC book *REQUESTS OPEN*

Guardian Devil pt. 1; Matt Murdock x teen reader

*Author's note*

Wow back in the ring this long in the game wow! Okay first off Happy New Year everyone hope 2022 brings us some closure on stuff and hopefully one step closer to finally ending this mess that Covid has done for us. The sooner we get our shit together the better.

Okay but enough with politics and world events, we come to tumblr to get away from real world shit! So I figured why not start off the new year with a new fandom (I know I'm slacking since Daredevil ended like years ago) but I'm starting to watch it now so I figured why not start writing for it now, esp. since I see a lack in platonic fics for our beloved lawyer/vigilante. In the end this was born, hope you guys enjoy this. And look out for part 2 in just a few minutes.

Warnings: Graphic murder, violence, swearing, angst, fluff.

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Two years. That's how long it's been since she was brutally taken from this world. Standing here at her grave never gets any easier, especially when I still blame myself for her death. If I hadn't asked my mom to pick me up from Liz's party after experiencing an anxiety attack, she'd never would've gotten her car, if she hadn't gotten in her car then her car would've never broken down at the bridge.

And if her car hadn't been on that bridge that night, he would've never found her (pretending to be a good Samaritan) before knocking her out and stuffing her into the trunk of his car.

Missing for almost 5 months until her body would be found cemented in a trash bin in an abandoned warehouse in Brooklyn, her entire body cut up like a hotdog. But you wanna know the worst part of it all? They never found the guy who did it.

Not once. The police did everything they could until a year and a half after finding her body before they decided my mother's case was just another 'Cold case left in the archives'. To be collecting dust for the next few decades or so until some would-be detective comes along and wants to solve it.

By then I'll either be too old or even dead to ever find out just who did it, hell maybe the guy will have been long dead after living a whole life after snuffing my mother's brief one.

"I miss you soo much mama. I really wish you could be here." I said after placing a bouquet of white lilies on her grave as well as a picture of the two of us at the premiere of the Hobbit: The Unexpected Journey. She was such a huge Tolkien nerd and would read me the books every night and once I was 7 years old she got me to watch the Lord of the Rings films.

The two of us would quote lines to each other as our secret code to one another or speak in riddles just like the Riddles in the Dark from the Hobbit. We would even do it around Foggy and Matt just to annoy them (mostly Foggy, especially when we would speak Elvish to each other. Matt always found it funny). She even once told me that when the time comes and she dies, she would like the Lament of Théodred to be sung by me since I knew the words so well.

I joked with her telling her that she would never die because she was a superhero to me and that she was stronger than the Hulk to be killed off so easily. She smiled at me that night and just held me close and told me that everyone cannot escape death for Death is a way of Life.

But she told me to never be afraid of it, nor angry at it. I never knew that death would come for her in such a brutal way.

And like she wanted, that day of her funeral I sung the very song she wanted me to sing to her. I can still remember it like it was yesterday.

*Flashback 2 years ago.*

Everyone of my mom's closest friends including Matt, Foggy and Karen, my friends Peter Parker, his aunt May, Ned and MJ came in support for me. The men came with her casket towards the spot where she would finally be put to rest.