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Marvel Comics and Nickelodeon! Two defenders of the night, protecting the innocent from oddly-named clans of ninja - but only one can escape with hand and foot intact.


Intro[]

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Tewn Lonk DBX S2 - Revival

Ringmaster: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to MY arena! Where there’s NO RULES, NO RESEARCH, ONLLLLLLLLLLY BLOODSHED! I am Ringmaster, your announcer; your host extraordinaire for this extravaganza! And let me welcome you to the EXHIBITION!!!!!!!

Ringmaster: For today's lineup, we have two martial artists with AWESOME ninja skills! You'd better pay close attention, or you might not even see them!

Ringmaster: In this corner, we have the Devil of Hell's Kitchen himself, the defender of the night, the stick-smacking vigilante, DAREDEVIL!!!! And in the other corner, the one and only leader of the Ninja Turtles, the twin-blade wielding shell-kicker, LEONARDO!!!!

Ringmaster: Let's size up the competition. Daredevil lives up to his name and then some, being a man without fear and totally rocking the all-red look. At night, a badass hero protecting the streets, and by day, a lawyer defending the innocent! If he catches you, you better hope its in daylight, because he's a master martial artist and has a sick radar sense to overcome his blindness. Oh, I get it! Justice is blind, that's clever!

Ringmaster: On the other hand, Leo throws all subtlety out the window! He's decked in blue and has everything you'd expect a giant anthropomorphic turtle to have! Er, okay, maybe not EVERYTHING, but that's a good thing! He has enough on his plate anyway, looking out for his brothers and carrying the weight of his Master's ninja training on his shoulders.

Ringmaster: But enough talk! Let's get right into this Red Vs. Blue ninja duel! Hold onto your hands and feet, people, this is gonna be WILD!!!!!!

FIGHT![]

β€œAll units, requesting backup!”

Matt Murdock could hear the buzz of scattered police radio crying out amidst the silence of the night. The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen, as he was so affectionately referred to, had been ready and waiting to leap into action regardless – the scarlet vigilante leapt off his perch atop a church, heading toward the location muttered across the city’s enforcement radios.

???: That’ll teach ya to mess with turtles, punk.

???: Give him a break, you already gave him a thorough thrashing.

???: We’re getting some grub after this, right? Nothing starves me like kickin’ shell.

???: Calm down, you guys. Time to head back.

As the Daredevil approaching the block indicated by the police, his enhanced sense of hearing picked up on a conversation roughly where he believed the crime to take place. As he closed in on the area, the devil could hear the sound of footsteps atop an opposing rooftop. Multiple, in fact – four.

Without uttering a word, Matt hurled his metal-enforced baton with the precision of a sniper, landing mere centimeters away from where the vigilante presumed his targets’ head to be.

???: Huh?

???: We got more?

???: Oh great, more Foot to clean up.

???: You guys, keep going ahead. This won’t take long.

???: Are you sure, bro?

???: Of course. Just make sure to save me a slice!

With one last exchange amongst them, the presumed perpetrators fled, though Matt could still acutely track their covert traversal even as they quickly fled the area.

Matt: Taking one for your team, huh?

Leo: Yeah, well. What’s one more goon? I haven’t worked up an appetite yet.

Matt: Funny, neither have I.

With that, Matt Murdock soared across the gap between structures, the crimson of his costume clashing in the darkness toward his opponent: a clothed creature, reeking of sewage, wielding twin blades. He couldn’t be sure exactly – but whoever this was, Matt knew he had to take it out.

The Devil swung his arms forward, his compact-collapsed batons cracking in the air toward his target. The precision and strength following his pitch would put any professional baseball pitcher to shame; yet,

this attack proved futile as the dual-bladed ninja deflected effortlessly the crimson projectile.

β€˜No matter’, Matt thought. He would have to close the gap anyway. Apparently, his adversary agreed, as both bodies dashed forward at breakneck speed, thrusting limbs forward. Murdock’s secondary baton and Leo’s ninjaken collide, the resonating metal echoing throughout the murky night sky. The man and the turtle begin to trade blows, their weapons meeting repeatedly. Amidst the rapid strikes, Matt instead opts to hurl his baton to the ground.

Leo: Heh, maybe that costume is messing up your sight, buddy!

Matt: You should focus on your own.

Leo: Huh?

Before the Turtle could finish his thought, the prodigal baton returned, ricocheting off a nearby building and planting itself firmly into Leo’s cranium. Matt smirks at his opponent’s miscalculation, and leaps forward to engage. 

A right hook smashes into the Ninja Turtle’s sides, though the hardy composition of the creature halts the momentum of the Devil’s attack. If he were any lesser man, his fist would likely have shattered. No, instead, Matt Murdock’s ribcage was fractured in retaliation, delivered via a swift horizontal kick from Leonardo.

As Leo leaps forward, twin blades drawn, Matt collects himself past the pain and concentrates on his enemy’s trajectory. As the Turtle descends down, Matt connects his batons together and reveals a wire tying the two ends together. With a forward thrust, the cord wraps past Leonardo and is strung backward as quickly as the flying turtle.

Mere seconds away from meeting the edges of Leo’s swords, Matt throws his body backward off the building’s ledge, guiding the retracting cables into the Ninja Turtle’s neck and hurling him off his intended path.

Matt, expertly weaving his way to the side of the building, holds onto an air-conditioning unit and listens as the wire of his baton carries Leonardo off the roof as well. The Daredevil quickly wraps his batons across one another, creating a knot. Leo continues to plummet the length of his adversary’s weaponry.

The sounds of a mutant choking can be heard briefly as the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen holds up his entangled opponent for a few seconds. Suddenly, however, the gagging ceases; a sharp metallic swing cuts through the enforced wire, freeing the turtle from certain death. Matt leaps down to pursue.

However, the Ninja Turtle is prepared for a follow-up now. He begins scaling the side of the building through sheer speed and effort alone, ramming into Daredevil and carrying him forward not unlike a bull triumphing over its’ aggressor.

Now back on top, the two ninjas take a single brief huff of air before clashing once more. Baton and blade collide, though each swing of the mutant turtle cracks at Matt’s bones slowly but surely.  He leaps backward, hoping to regain his senses. Leo lets out a groan, before noticing something his adversary apparently did not. The leader of the Ninja Turtles grins.

Mere inches away from Daredevil’s calculated landing spot, a slice of fresh pepperoni pizza lies, with a scraggy note written β€œcome get the rest when you’re done”. Sure enough, the delectable dish catches Matt off-guard, proving to be a far less sturdy landing spot than his presumed rooftop.

For just an instant, Leonardo takes advantage of this gift, hurling one of his blades through the air and landing directly in Daredevil’s left abdomen before he can twist out of danger. The impact of the projectile weighs Matt over, causing him to fall over the edge of the opposite end of the rooftop.

Luckily for the Devil, he lands safely atop a window-cleaning platform. Unfortunately, Leonardo is not far behind, and lands atop the platform as well.

Leo: Well? Ready to give up?

Matt: Not quite.

In a last-ditch fury, the Devil hurls his baton with the force of his namesake, planting his own weapon in the chest of Leonardo. However, such an effort wasn’t for free. Matt traded his first baton in an attempt to overwhelm the Ninja Turtle. This effort succeeded, as Leo managed to deflect the first baton, but not the second.

Of course, the Ninja turtle was trained to endure pain. Such an attack could do little more than momentarily stun the student of Splinter. As Matt Murdock willed himself upward, soaring toward his enemy to finish him off, Leo sliced to his left, cutting down a nearby stairwell.

Thanks to the angle of his slice, the stairs collapsed down upon the platform, sending the ninjas into a free-fall. Though he had endured and prevailed over countless beings before, here, in his home, the Devil could do nothing but listen as the mutant turtle closed the distance. With one heavy slash, Leo’s sword cut straight down through Matt Murdock, cleaving the vigilante into two halves.

Leo’s landing was far from comfortable, though through his momentarily blurred vision the turtle was at least grateful he was not in Daredevil’s position, his two halves slumped lifelessly over a dumpster and railing.   

Trivia[]

  • This fight takes place at the same location as Misaka Mikoto Vs. Static
  • Matt and Leo are both vigilantes trained to be ninja who take on clans of villainous ninja. The Foot, in fact, were named in parody of the Hand, Daredevil's adversaries.
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