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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So Let Me Please Introduce Myself

Matt couldn’t remember the exact date he got his mark. But he could remember the day he found it. November 16th 1996. He couldn’t have had it for long before that. At least he doesn’t think so. Matt considers himself lucky as the mark wasn’t in black ink, but rather in braille. People would likely not notice it. The mark was located on his right left wrist.

The morning of the 16th started off as normal. Well as normal as mornings training with Stick could be. Then Stick found the mark.

Stick started attacking him and the fight was going normally (Stick beating the shit out of him) when suddenly Stick just stopped.

Matt was confused. Stick never stopped. He didn’t understand what was happening. When Matt yelled at Stick, asking what he was doing, he responded saying that he can’t deal with someone like me. Matt asked what he meant. Someone like him? What the hell does that mean? Stick told him that he was an idiot for not noticing. Matt screamed at him for an actual answer. Stick told him that he was weak and that the war was better off without someone like him. That was the last time he saw Stick.

Matt stood there for a while unsure of what happened. Maybe this was some sort of fucked up test. What was Stick doing right before he stopped? He was probably going to flip him over and bring him to the ground. Was it something to do with that? His wrist! That’s what he grabbed.

Matt felt his wrist and sunk.

Oh.

That’s why.

Matt started to cry, but stopped himself as soldiers shouldn’t cry.

Soldiers shouldn’t have soul mates either.

As if his life isn’t messed up enough already. Now he has to deal with a soulmate.

Stick was teaching him stuff. Stick was great and now his soulmate took Stick away from him.

Matt sat on his bed in the orphanage. Careful to not draw attentional his wrist and always on guard so no one could grab it. Always on guard for anyone trying to get too close. The Nuns wouldn’t like it. They would give him to the government.

If he didn’t have a soulmate, Stick would still be here. That was the only thought going through Matt’s head right now.

He lay in bed that night cursing Foggy.

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