Man Without Fear (Daredevil reader x arcane)

Saviors

When y/n agreed to cooperate with the firelights, he never thought he would end up handcuffed to a table in what appeared to be an interrogation room, cut off from his allies in an unknown location with individuals whose motivations were unknown to him.

It was almost dawn and he could feel how tiredness was taking over him. Closing his eyes and resting was a luxury, one that he couldn't afford, not when the leader of such a dangerous group was sitting in front of him.

-"You staring at me behind that mask?" The vigilante asked -"I can't really tell."

-"What happened to your eyes?" The leader said, noticing the absence of colour in his pupils.

-"Toxic shit hit my face and I went blind." Y/n smirked -"Don't you feel bad? Holding a cripple against his will?"

The leader chuckled at his comment -"You seem too damn perceptive to be disabled."

They both remained silent for a few moments.

-"Are you gonna take that thing off or something?" Y/n replied -"Don't tell me you're shy."

Upon receiving silence as the only answer, the blind man became impatient.

-"Listen, I took a vow of faith with you. If you want me to trust you, you're gonna have to trust me back."

The leader was silent, slowly raised his hands to his helmet and cautiously removed it.

his appearance was peculiar, a young man with dark skin and white hair in dreadlocks, he had a white tattoo of an hourglass covering his face. Then again, he went silent after putting the helmet on the table.

-"In case you made that dramatic pause because you were expecting me to recognize you..." He passed his hand over his eyes several times to highlight his obvious blindness.

-"For someone who's supposed to be dead, you have a very lively sense of humor." The leader said, now that he no longer had his helmet on, the blind man could hear his natural, true voice, and it immediately hit him.

-"Ekko." He said, surprised to find himself face to face with his old friend.

-"Long time no see, y/n." He replied -"Don't make that face, the one who is seeing a ghost right now is me, not you."

-"How? Why?" The blind man still didn't believe what he was witnessing.

-"That's not important right now." Ekko wouldn't answer to his questions, not at this time, right there and then, y/n was a prisoner and Ekko was to decide whether he and his company represented a danger for his people or not.

-"What do you mean not important, you're alive..." The blind man couldn't believe it, it had been three years since he fully recovered from the factory's wounds, but he never heard of any of the old group still being alive -" I've spent the last year running the streets and still... I never heard--"

-"It was meant to be that way." The brunet interrupted -"I couldn't risk exposing myself and my people. Silco would've known we were here."

Y/n sighed in response, the short chat they had was enough for him to tell that he wasn't dealing with the joyful kid he knew.

He's changed.

But again, at that point it was easier to wonder who hadn't -"And where's 'here'?" He asked with a more serious tone -"You could call it a shelter." Ekko simply answered.

-"Where're Vi and Caitlyn?"

-"They are also being held, I still can't determine if they are allies or not, and I want to ask you a couple of questions before anything."