The Devil of Hell's Kitchen

Daredevil knew his enhanced senses were right, despite not believing it at first. Standing before him were six horses and a dragon and not kids or women like he initially predicted before the small fight. Never before had he seen something this bizarre since 'The Incident', where aliens invaded New York.

But this... Matt knew that something was definitely wrong. They replied to him mere moments ago, which meant that not only could they understand him, but are able to talk as well, which concerned him a little. But he ignored his need to question their purpose in being here and instead decided to check on their wellbeing beforehand.

"Are you okay?" he asked through a quiet pant, still a little tired from his small fight.

Twilight gulped, "Y-Yes, I think so." she eyed the darkened dock, seeing the unconscious bodies of their supposed kidnappers. "W-What happened here?"

Matt looked down, "That's not important. What's important is that we get out of here before you draw the wrong kind of attention." he whispered to the seven. "I'm going to have to find a way out of here without you causing a citywide panic."

"Who do you think you area anyway, dressed in a costume like that and telling us what to do?" Rainbow asked.

Rarity raised a brow, "It looks rather... strange."

Daredevil scowled, "I don't give a shit about the costume. You're a group of talking horses in a world of humans. You're not... normal. We need to get out of here before something even worse happens. And given how I found you, you're already in deep shit as it is."

"Where are we anyway?" Spike asked.

Turning his head, Matt tuned his senses as best as he could to see if anyone was nearby, "New York. Hell's Kitchen to be exact. But I'm wondering how the hell a bunch of talking horses wound up in a shipping crate to be sent off to God knows where." he held his knees and wiped the remaining blood off his face.

Twilight let out an exasperated groan, "That's just it. We don't know. One minute we were all standing near the magic mirror, then the next minute we find ourselves waking up in... that, apparentally drugged, I can't use my magic either."

Weakly flapping her wings, Rainbow groaned, "Whatever was in that stuff must've made my wings numb as well. It'll probably take a few before I get feeling back into them."

Putting a palm to his head, Matt sighed inward, 'Of course they have magic. No wonder they were nearly kidnapped.' he folded his arms, "Now, it's a matter of why these people wanted to ship you off in the first place. Other than to make a quick buck for the circus."

"Hey!" Pinkie yelled.

Tuning the ponies out for a second, Daredevil moved his neck, hearing noises nearby. Footsteps. Murdock looked back at the ponies and shushed them. "Listen to me. I don't care if you trust me or not. Believe it or not, I'm your best option in finding a way back to whatever you come from, so just... Hide back in here for a moment until the people leave." he ordered with a whisper.

"What? B-But it's scary! W-What if you're lying?" Fluttershy whimpered.

Daredevil held out his billy clubs, "Either take the risk, or actually stay getting kidnapped. You're safer in there until whatever did you in goes away. It may be horse tranquilizers. It won't last for long. Just... listen for now."

Hearing the footsteps and seeing the armed figure as well, the ponies and dragon silently nodded and walked back into the crate, where Daredevil slowly closed it enough to leave a small crack of light to shine itself through. The Equestrians remained silent as they awaited Matt's next course of action. They didn't even know him, yet he was helping them. Especially since he had apparentally not seen them before.

On the outside, Matt hid behind the crate, hoping the incoming mook didn't see him. He could hear their footsteps get louder as he got closer. The goon looked and saw the unconscious bodies of his men. "Aw, shit. Not again." he groaned, before taking a billy club to the face, making him stagger back.

While he was stunned, Daredevil ran forward and held him onto the ground, his neck being held down by Daredevil's elbow and his arm being held back with his other hand. "What's happening here, Turk?" he threatened, moving his arm, quiet cracks heard, making him whimper in pain.

Turk Barrett bit his lip, "The hell you talking about? Aaahh!" he screamed, feeling Matt move his arm a little more, threatening to break it. From their hiding spot, the Equestrians could hear every word and even cringed at the painful noises coming from the outside.

"I want answers, you want to keep your arm. I'll be simple and direct. Why are there talking horses here, and what do you have to do with it?" Daredevil asked simply in a loud whisper, his teeth gritted.

"A-Ah! Horses? I-I wasn't told that! I thought it was weapons!" Turk admitted. Daredevil narrowed his eyes, checking the man's heartbeat. It was erratic, most likely from his interrogation methods, but besides that, Matt noticed that he was actually telling the truth in this instance and picked him up by the back of his jacket, pinning his stomach to the side of the shipping crate. "Seriously, dude! I thought I could get some survival gear! Honest! I didn't think something as bats-shit crazy as talking horses were here!"

Once Daredevil let him go, he dusted himself off, "Man, what kinda greeting was that? You vanish for weeks and suddenly I'm your punching back again?" he quipped, slightly annoyed now and his arm sore, but luckily not broken.

"Is that why you are here?" asked Matt, clenching his fists.

"Yeah! But talking horses? I'm not sure what I was expectin' to come from your crazy-ass mouth." Turk responded with a growl.

"Now who sent for you?" the vigilante then asked.

Turk shrugged, "Some thugs mentioned they found somethin' here. They said they worked for some gangster type in a nearby location. I ain't got nothin' to do with them, so I don't give a shit what to do. I was hopin' to make a quick trade off."

Seeing the crate doors creak open, the Equestrians got a closer look at what was happening, much to the Devil of Hell's Kitchen's annoyance. "I told you to stay! The less people that know the better." he nearly shouted through gritted teeth.

"Who the hay is this guy?" Applejack asked.

Turk's jaw was agape and he inhaled, "God damn it. I should'a stayed in Harlem. This shit is getting to crazy for me. First that asshole Cottonmouth, Luke Cage and now talkin' ponies?!"

Before any other comment could escape Turk's mouth, Daredevil knocked him unconscious with a clean punch, making him fall to the floor. "Now. Care to explain yourselves?"

"We're not just gonna sit around and hide the entire time! We have to do something!" Rainbow told the vigilante. "We don't even know your name! Trust is kinda low right now."

"But can we at least get a name from you now that everything appears to be clear?" Rarity inquired.

"...The Devil of Hell's Kitchen. Daredevil." Matt introduced.

"Ooh. I like that name! Catchy." Pinkie admitted, rubbing her forelegs together.

"I don't think there's any choice in this matter for your sakes. You're all going to have to follow me until I can figure this whole thing out. I'm sure the last thing you want is for this to happen again." muttered Matt. "And trust me, I'd rather not involve myself with talking ponies. But you're lucky I found you when I did."

Spike folded his arms, "Yeah, no kidding. I say we go. What other option is there? That Turk guy?"

"He's a lowlife criminal. You're better off, trust me." Matt said. "Unless you can scour all of New York on your own. Not that I'm against it. Maybe that so-called Spider-Man vigilante could help instead?" he offered.

Daredevil was thinking of sending them to the Avengers, but considering their current state and the Sokovia Accords he heard about, he was better off leaving things on his own and not drag himself or these ponies into that mess. He felt more comfortable in his city, away from the robots, powered terrorists and the aliens.

Twilight put a hoof to her chin, and weighed their options, "Spike's right. There's no way we can handle all this on our own. If what Daredevil said is true, then we're the only equines here, possibly more people like Daredevil instead. We can't draw too much attention to ourselves until we have a definite way to get back home. That could lead us to more trouble."

"Fine..." Rainbow rolled her eyes.

The alicorn cleared her throat, "I'm Twilight Sparkle by the way." she introduced herself, "And my friends Spike, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Applejack, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy."

Now that sudden introductions were out of the way, Matt turned his back to the Equestrians, "...Just follow my lead and don't get lost. I'm taking you somewhere you can rest. Then, I'm finding whoever put you in there and find out why and how to get you home." he discussed, 'Trust me. You do not need to be around me for long.' he thought, 'For your sakes.'