The Devil of Hell's Kitchen

It was pitch black. Six ponies and a dragon all woke up from an unaware slumber, unable to see a single thing. They were left scrambling, hoping not to bump into each other. And they all had no memory of what happened, where they were at, or how they ended up in this small space.

"T-Twilight? W-Where are we? It's dark..."

Twilight gulped, unable to see, but hear Fluttershy, "I-I'm not too sure, Fluttershy. Is... Is everypony else here?"

"Twi? T-That you?" slurred Rainbow, "Everything's pitch black right now. Where the hay are we even at?"

"I have no clue... What happened?" Spike asked, the dragon unable to stretch in the small space they found themselves in.

Quiet mumbles and voices were heard nearby, it sounded like they were inside a tightly locked room. Applejack shushed her friends, trying listen in, "I think ah hear whoever did this..." she did her best to find a wall and planted her cheek on it, hoping she would be able to listen in.

"I'm just saying, these horses could make us a profit. No one's ever seen anythin' like 'em."

"Yeah, but what about the boss? What's he gotta say about this?"

"As long as we're still makin' money, I say we're good."

Applejack gulped, "Girls... I t-think we're bein' sold to somepony,"

"Sold? For what reason?" Twilight tilted her head. That didn't make any sense. There has been no sign of pony enslavement in Equestria in recent times. Unless it was a secret ring that even she was unaware of until now. But all she needed to do was teleport them out, but she cringed, feeling a pain in her side, halting her thougts for the moment.

Pinkie gasped, "I can't sold! I don't even know how much I cost!"

"Pinkie, dear. This is serious." Rarity whispered.

"I know," the pink mare sighed, "I wanted to lighten the mood."

Twilight responded, "And I'm grateful, but I don't think now's-- Eek!" she yelped, hearing something shake in front of her. She paused, "Okay, everypony... Stay calm and stay quiet..." she ordered, wondering if she was even turning to her friends.

A glimmer of night light was seen shining into wherever the ponies are at, finally allowing them to see, albeit very little could be seen from where they were at anyhow. But it didn't last long. Two bipedal creatures clad in black looked inside. His jaw was open, "Sunova bitch. They're awake. Now, don't go causin' a ruckus now. Or I'll have'ta whip ya into submission ya hear?" he ordered, cocking back whatever weapon he was holding in his hands.

"W-What are you?" Fluttershy squeaked in fright, tears threatening to run down her face.

The figure blinked, "Holy shit... you can talk. I thought the horn and colors were fer show. Heh, our buyer's gonna have a lot of fun with ya." he taunted.

"Hold on!" shouted Rainbow, "What do you want us for? How did we get here?"

"No clue." the criminal replied, "Found ya unconscious, thought we could get a little more extra moola by sellin' yer freakish features as well. Guess we were right in doin' so. But we put a little somethin' in ya to make sure you don't get so rowdy anyhow." he pointed to the darts stuck to their sides.

"A little tranq darts. Enough to keep ya unconscious longer than expected." he chuckled.

Spike gulped, "Twilight? Can't you use your magic?"

The alicorn closed her eyes, suddenly finding herself drained. She exhaled, "Sorry, Spike. I think whatever they did with these darts... blocked my magic for now..." she panted. The darts weakened her body, and she couldn't properly focus her energy into her horn for a mass teleportation spell.

"What?!" Rainbow yelled, "Why I oughta!"

The figure chuckled, "Have fun with that." he slowly closed the door, slamming it so loud it created an echo within the container and lightly shook it, frightening the ponies slightly. They ha no idea what was happening, but they needed to find a way out.

Perching on a red freight container was a man clad in red and black armor, a cowl with horns was worn on his head. He was the Devil of Hell's Kitchen, or Daredevil as he was called in the media and newspaper. He was watching the shipment from a high enough spot as not to be spotted underneath the pitch black night sky of New York. He crouched down slightly, and out a hand to his knee, positioning himself properly.

Matt wondered if he should be out tonight. It had been a while since he put on the cowl. Not since the Hand attacked and he told Karen his secret. That was the night everything changed for him. Now, he was alone with no one to go to, and this was all he had: To protect the city he called home.

He had caught sightings of a suspicious event happening in the docks and decided to seek it out.

Hearing voices, Daredevil turned his head, tuning his senses so that he could listen in better. Even though he lacked eyesight, he made up for it with his other senses.

"I'm just sayin', these are livin', talkin', creatures." one of the goons said, leaning on a green container.

A man crossing his arms shook his head, "I'm still saying you're spewing bullshit."

'Two guards near the box. Possibly a few more nearby; around five or six.' deduced Murdock in his head. 'The docks should be closed at this hour. That means this is something else entirely. Might be more drugs for all I know, but they mentioned talking, living creatures. I can't take that risk and hurry.'

Footsteps, Matt noticed. The sound was near him. Now was the time to act. Without hesitation, he dropped down behind an unknowing goon, who had no weapons at hand. Quietly sneaking, Daredevil used both his hands to grab the man by the shoulders and threw him into the shadows, where no one could see him.

Daredevil punched the unwitting man's face until it was bruised, bleeding red and he was unconscious. He had no chance to fight back and was left in the shadows, where Matt stepped out for a moment, leaning on a box for cover.

Slowly turning his head, Daredevil sensed two armed goons, wielding bats and hammers. He knew he had little time to react and so he sprinted forward. He reached another corner to cover in and saw the two goons coming in his direction, unaware of his presence.

The mook with the bat was the closest to him and he pulled him into the shadows, surprising the thug with the bat, "H-Huh? Who's there?" silence was his answer, "A-Answer me!"

Muffles were heard in response as well as the sound of something hitting flesh, the bat rolled into his view, completely clean of blood or anything, meaning it wasn't used. Daredevil revealed himself to the hammer-wielding. In a mix of fear and rage, he tried to swing at Matt, having his arm grabbed. Daredevil casually bent it in the opposite direction, earning a snap and a loud scream which the Devil of Hell's Kitchen attempted to muffle out with his palm. The man's eyes widened, letting go of the hammer.

Unfortunately for Daredevil, once he turned his head upward from punching out the man in the face, he saw the remaining guards surrounding him. He exhaled sharply, now annoyed that his cover was blown.

One of the guards charged after Daredevil, grunting as his fist collided with Matt's face, making his head reel back in pain. A second man came forward and kicked Murdock straight in the chest, pushing him back as he panted. With a yell, Daredevil punched the second goon in the fsce, leaping in the air slightly and performing a tired-looking spin-kick to his face while stunned, knocking him down on his side with ease.

A third mook came forward and gave the vigilante's hip a right jab. In response, Daredevil gritted his teeth and punched the man clean in the face, kicking the other man while he was still down, making him wheeze and hold his stomach. The first person that attacked Daredevil tried to deal another blow, but Matt held his fist and spun his arm around, making the man move around confusingly before receiving a kick to the back, pushing him to the floor. A loud grunt was heard as his face planted onto the concrete floor.

Daredevil suddenly found himself kicked so hard that he fell on his back before suddenly taking a bat to the face. The last of the guards had blindsided him for the moment. He coughed a little, blood drooling from his mouth after two whacks to his exposed mouth and chin area. He got kicked a little more and was even stomped on. Having enough, the Devil of Hell's Kitchen rolled his body and crouched, performing a sweep kick that sent one of the men tripping.

The vigilante panted as he stood up, holding his aching sides. One of the goons tried to whack him with a bat again, but he held it, dropping it to the floor. His fist met the guard's face as hard as he could, leaving a bruise there instantly from his armored hand. He spun his body around and elbowed the last thug in the nose, breaking it. The man held his nose as he charged forward, receiving a right hook directly to his hip, making him collapse in pain.

The man Daredevil tripped beforehand attempted to get up, and the viiglante leaped, planting his foot directly in his face, making him fall back with a thud. Now, there was no resistance left, and Daredevil now went to finish the job he started.

The grunts and muffles the Equestrians heard ceased in an instant, worrying them. "W-What happened out there?" Fluttershy gulped.

"I'm not too sure, Fluttershy..." Twilight whispered, truly unsure of how to process this situation.

They heard talking beforehand, but that got replaced by sounds of cracks, snaps, muffles and grunts of pain. But what awaited them outside? Surely, they would have to know at some point.

The sound of creaking made the ponies and dragon each take a step back in fright, hoping that they weren't going to get hurt. But they didn't see anyone step inside. "Huh?" Spike blurted out.

"It's alright." they heard a gentle whisper, "You can come out now."

"A-Are ya sure?" Applejack called out, hoping his words were true.

"Yes." he assured again,

With trepidation, the seven Equestrians all emerged from the cramped box and found themselves on a dock in an urban city. The girls couldn't believe what they were seeing. They had no idea how they even ended up in this world, but it was certainly not Equestria, looking for their savior, Twilight found him standing next to the box they were just in, a surprise look on the features of a seemingly emotionless cowl. Even the ponies were surprised to see him.

The girls can't believe they were saved by a man dressed like the Devil.

Daredevil couldn't believe he rescued group of talking colored ponies and a dragon.

New York was stranger than he wished to remind himself.