Sympathy for the Devil

Daredevil (TV)
M/M
G
Sympathy for the Devil
author
Summary
Foggy glared at the letters that were ruining his life. The black print contrasting against the pale skin on his wrist.The word that has haunted him for years. The word that fate told him he was supposed to love yet he hated so much.The Devil...
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Hi, so this is my first fic (that I’ve posted). Fic title and chapter names from the song Sympathy for the Devil - The Rolling Stones.Here is a description of how soulmates and soul marks work: Soul marks are an indication that you have a soul mate. They never used to be a dangerous thing, but then people noticed that people with soulmates put their soulmate before literally everything else. They’re dangerous because how much they care about the person. In the past, people have killed others because of their soul mark. In older Monarchs, they outlawed it saying that they weren’t welcome into the country. Some simply just killed those with soul marks so they don’t have to deal with it. Then time went on and and people started to get used to it and saw those with marks as bad. Soon people with soul marks had almost no where to go and got tired of it. There was a fight and people then feared those with soul marks even more. Then governments got more and more aggressive with soul marks. The people feared soul mates even more. Having a soul mark is also seen as weak because you almost literally have your heart on your body. It was also a tactic used to help ban those with soulmates. To make them seem like less of a threat. To make people less afraid. To make soul mates less human. Around the ‘90’s people kinda calmed down but due to the status quo and the past, it’s still an issue. The past had more prejudice than the present. But some politicians agreed that soul marks are evil or some politicians didn’t want to change the law because backlash or trouble removing it because of how ingrained it was into the law. There used to be manditory tests for soulmates but because a soul mark can appear at any time during a persons life and it wasted a lot of money, the government stopped doing them.Many religions are against soul marks. Christianity in particular dislikes soulmates because it wasn’t in the Bible, and there was the idea that it wasn’t God that gave people soul marks so however they got them mustn’t be good. They were playing with fate, and fate wasn’t theirs to play with.
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Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself

Franklin’s 10th birthday was a day of firsts for him. It was the first time he woke up before 9:00 without an alarm or being awoken from his mother. It was the first time all his grandparents and aunts and cousins and uncles didn’t come over for his birthday. It was the first time he was allowed to have cake for all three meals of the day.

The day was going so great. He should’ve guess something would ruin it. Franklin got all the gifts he wanted. The there was an itch on his left wrist. He was alone in his bed just about to go to sleep. Franklin could faintly see through the heavy dark something black on his wrist. Fear struck him.

No.

Not this.

Not now.

Franklin ran to the bathroom to get a better look at the letters on his wrist. The letters that had just ruined his life.

Soulmates were rare. They were also dangerous. Franklin was taught at school that people with soul marks were weak. That they weren’t human. That the government took them and shut them away. The teachers said that the government was helping them. Franklin was never so sure. A soul mark can appear anywhere on a body, at any time. The word that appears can vary. It can be a first name or a last name, sometimes title or a nickname. This effects about 1 out of 100 people but the last study for that was done a long time ago. Soul mates were becoming more and more common. They were becoming more and more dangerous.

Franklin scrubbed and scrubbed at his wrist. The water burning hot. His arm becoming red from the friction. Then his parents came in.

It was the first time he has ever saw his father cry. He screamed words at Franklin that evening. Words that have managed to haunt him long after they were spoken. As his father screamed, his mother cried. He was glad now that his grandparents weren’t here now.

His father stopped yelling. His mother was now walking toward him and told him some new rules.

1. Always have the mark painted over

His mother grabbed some make up and showed him what would be his daily routine for many years. She was very rough with Franklin’s arm. She rubbed so much makeup on his wrist it was like she was trying to erase it. It took a lot of makeup but the black mark on his wrist was covered.

2. Always have the mark covered up

Summers would the worst. Never able to wear t shirts without a sweater or wearing long sleeves or something. So many crappy excuses were made and outright lies were told. Brett never believed them.

3. No one could ever find out

Brett found out. Took him 5 years to piece together the story. In those five years Franklin became Foggy. To be honest Foggy is surprised that he was able to keep a secret for five years. However Foggy is talkative when drunk. They stole alcohol from Brett’s annoying neighbour Mr. Roberts. Or was it Mr. Peters? Who cares? They hated Foggy anyway. Always gave him weird looks. When Brett found out, he didn’t really care. Which was weird but he was raised differently. And times were changing.

4. Stay away from the government

While times were changing, the law wasn’t. People were still taken everyday. Unspoken things were done. Foggy loved the justice. So did Brett. However they both hated the law. When they were little, Brett and Foggy would dream about working together. That they were super heroes. That nothing could hurt them. Brett always wanted to be a police officer. To physically bring criminals to justice. Foggy wanted to be a judge. To save the good and condemn the bad. However that wasn’t Foggy’s fate. His wrist made sure of that. Brett would become a police officer. Foggy however should stay away from the law. His mother forbade him from becoming a judge or a lawyer. His face would lie on 41st street. At a crappy butcher shop in Hell’s Kitchen. Like his mother always wanted.

5. Every Sunday he would have to go to church and pray every evening

This was a last effort on his fathers behalf to save Franklin from the name on his wrist.

To stop the Devil from poisoning his heart.

That night. On his 10th birthday. It was the first night Franklin cried himself to sleep.

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