A/N not sure how long this is going to be, or even where it's going.. just thought it would be cool to throw my own hero into the Kickass universe, and figured the one thing it needed was its own version of Hawkeye so here goes...
Sagittarius looked over at his partner; The New York Samurai (NYS for short) and pondered how much help she'll actually be in this situation.
Better than going in alone I supposed... he thought to himself. But what good will she be in a mission like this... Sure I could call her in when I find my target, but as for following people she's not exactly stealthy... He sighed softly, looking back at their target.
His father is a cop, but in this city, they can't be everywhere at once, and most of them are on the take anyway... His father included.
Sagittarius softly chuckled at himself as he thought if D'amico only realised that paying dad off is just funding two of his most dangerous hero opponents.
"What's so funny bro?" Guess I should've mentioned that Samurai is Sagittarius' adopted sister and long time friend.
"Just thinking what the Motherfucker would do if he realised that he's basically paying us to hunt him..."
"How's that?" Samurai looked at him in confusion.
"Well, dad's on the take... but unlike most cops he uses that extra pocket money to pay for fancy gadgets for us.. by the way sis' what made you go without armour, you'll probably need it when we bust this prostitution ring."
"Gotta get there first bro, no armour means I can move faster and quieter, go all ninja on their asses!" Sagitarius nods in understanding.
"Guess that makes sense..." he notices that there's movement in the alley below them. He checks his bow is strung and in place before looking closer at what he now knows is his target..
"They're on the move..." His sister looks down at their target.
"So they are, how do you suggest we tail them?"
"I'll follow him, you stay here and keep an eye on the building. If nothing comes out in the next ten minutes, clear the building.. kill anything hostile, check every room see if they keep the girls here."
"Got it, so how do you plan on following him?" She turns to pose her question but finds she's talking to herself.
She looks around and sees him crawling his way down the side of the building (there's a fire escape but he's parkouring his way down it, dropping from handrail to handrail, half a floor at a time.)
She shakes her head as she sees him silently move over to the van, carefully avoiding the mirrors, keeping an eye on the driver and climbing up onto the roof before the car rolls away.
Only Harrison would think to tail something by sitting on its roof... she thinks ruefully as she turns back to the building to watch, the light from the billboard above her starts to flicker.
"As much as it covers my position, that's going to get annoying if I have to stay here much longer" she mumbles under her breath.
Harrison was hanging on to the roof of the van for dear life. I never would have considered this if I'd known they were going to take the freeway!
Lucky for me these handles are here, I just hope that no-one's heard me yet.. As he has this thought the van swerves off the freeway and heads towards central park.
What the hell are they going to the park for..? The van swerves off of park lane, into the park itself and comes to a stop in the middle of a cleared area.
"Go see if the boss is here yet..." Boss?! The Motherfucker's here?
"Right." The van's passenger gets out and dashes over to the nearby shed. Walking in he looks around and sends some sort of signal in the direction of the driver waving him over without even looking back.
Thank God he didn't look back, I didn't even think of a passenger in the car, gods that would have been bad if he saw me...
The driver gets out of the car, Harrison crawls down the passenger side of the car silently as he hears the door latch open. "Guess that means the boss is here." the driver mumbles to himself.
Good, I can get all three of you and hopefully save the girls all in one hit... Harrison ghosts his way over to a tree, roughly fifteen metres from the shed that the "boss" is hiding in.
When the driver enters the shed, Harrison moves to the side of the shed, where he can see a window to lay under.
The window, being open, provides him with a perfect vantage to listen in on their conversation.
"Where are the girls?"
"In the van boss." That voice wasn't D'amico, dad's given us recordings of him and that wasn't him... oh well, can still bust up a prostitution ring without any hassles...
"WELL DON'T JUST STAND THERE, GET THEM OUT!"
Wow, he angers easy...
"Right boss, sorry boss..." The driver and his passenger head back to the van and Sagittarius chances a peek in through the window at "boss" and sees what his fathers files have labeled "the Tumor" one of The motherfucker's lieutenants.
Son of a bitch... He needs to die. Sagittarius drew his bow and pulled one of his standards out of the quiver, no need to use a tazer, he isn't planning on keeping him alive.
Standing at the window he holds two spare arrows in the hand holding the bowstring so he can quick draw for when the two idiots from the van return.
He readies his first shot, pulling the bowstring back to full draw, aiming for the Tumor.
At this distance I won't need to account for range, I can fire point blank. As he has this thought he aims directly for the Tumors head and fires.
A loud grunt, then a soft gurgle is all that's heard from the target.
Sagittarius leaps silently over the window frame and makes his way to the back of the room, hiding in the shadows with an arrow readied on his bowstring, the other in his firing hand.
The two enter the room, leading a troupe of underage girls, all around the same age as Harrison, some younger. One looked to be around eight. Sick fucks...
He steps out of the shadows, arrow at the ready, drawn back to full and pointed right between "Driver's" eyes.
Driver sees him. "Who the hell are you?" Then he sees the arrow in the Tumor's head and reacts violently "You're fucking dead!"
As he finishes saying this Sagittarius looses his first shot and has the second nocked and at the ready before his first one finds it's target.
Passenger's first sight as he enters the room is Tumor on the ground and Driver falling to his knees, the girls all running and cowering to one side, he instinctively grabs one and uses her as a hostage.
Unfortunatly for him, it was the eight year old.. putting his "hostage" about a foot below head hight for him, so the arrow meant for him finds its mark no harder than the first shot did.
Passenger's body falls and his hostage is reduced to tears as she realises how close she came to being shot herself.
Sagittarius lowers his hood, relying solely on his mask and their trauma to hide his identity. He walks over to the girl, seeing how shell-shocked she is he smiles at her and says softly.
"Don't worry my dear I don't miss..."He places a comforting hand on the girls shoulder and looks to the girl that looks to be the oldest.
"You there." He says, falling back to his gruff "disguise" voice.
"Keep these girls safe, get them back to the van, I'll call the police. You are to wait here until they get here, I assure you that no-one else that works with these idiots-" He kicks the driver for emphasis. "-is coming to get you, so you'll be perfectly safe until the police arrive."
She nods, unsure of herself. He decides to try reassuring her. "Don't worry, you'll do fine.. you're older than I am after all." He says this with a smile.
"R-really?" She stutters while she says this. She must have gone through the emotional ringer tonight. He thinks to himself.
"Really." He assures her with a nod and motions towards the door for the girls to head for the van then he steps aside pulling out his cellphone.
First number he dials is 911. He then informs the police that there are three dead criminals in a shed in central park and tells them about the van full of underage girls they were planning on selling.
After hanging up on the police he re-enters the shed and retrieves his arrows. "Policing my brass" as dad would say.. Then he sends a text to The Samurai, asking if anyone else was in the building.
Five minutes prior
Time's up, better get to it. Samurai thinks this to herself, walking back to the other side of the building before running the length of the rooftop and launching herself to the roof of the building across the alley; her target building.
It's an easy jump, the building she jumps from is a floor higher after all, but she still has to roll into the landing to avoid winding herself.
Walking to the door on the roof she silently opens it and sneaks in, clearing each room on the second floor one at a time and finding the whole floor empty.
She hears a voice from the ground floor and heads over to the stairs to listen in on the conversation.
"Dude, there's nobody here."
"Well I don't know what to tell you Hitgirl, there's supposed to be a prostitution ring running out of this building."
"Don't know if you've noticed "Dumb-ass" but the building's empty. Obviously they've already left, someone must have tipped them off that we were on to them."
Samurai decides to interrupt their conversation.
"Y'know guys, you shouldn't assume a building's totally empty just because no-one's waiting for you at the door..."
"Where the fuck did you come from?" Hitgirl looks around and pulls a gun before Samurai can even answer.
"Ninjas, seriously.. Like that stupid Motherfucker hasn't got enough cliched baddies, now he's got ninjas?"
"What, no fucking way, I don't work for that cocksucker! I'm here for the same reason you are, bust up this prostitution ring. All the bad guys left about ten minutes ago, I'm just playing mop-up."
"You let them leave?" Kick ass looks at Samurai like she's an idiot.
"Do I look like a fucking retard to you? My partner followed them when they left, told me to stay here in case anyone was still in the building"
Suddenly her phone went off. "And that'll be him now." She pulls her phone out and checks the text from Sagitarius.
Hey partner, anyone else in the building?
All dealt with here, girls were in the van.
Cops on their way. Tumor was running
the ring, he's not breathing anymore...
Sagi
She quickly sent back a reply;
No baddies, ran into KA and HG, will let them know about Tumor and the girls, nice work partner
NYS
"Well, according to Sagitarius, the Tumor was running this ring for the Motherfucker, he had the girls moved to another location so I guess Hitgirl was right, they were tipped off. Tumor and the two from the van are dead, the girls are safe and in the care of the police."
"All in a day's work, but who are you..? and who's Sagitarius?" Kickass looks confused (as confused as you can look in a full face mask.)
"Sagitarius is my partner, I call myself the New York Samurai.. normally I'm wearing the armour to go with the name, but for this particular job I needed stealth over protection..."
"Right so what you normally wear like full samurai gear?"
"Yep. So anyway, I'd better get going, Sagitarius won't wait for me forever and it won't take him long to get here."
"Wait!" Kickass steps foreward and hands Samurai a card with a phone number on it. "This is the number for my hero burn phone, you guys ever need some backup.. give us a call."
"Kickass what are you doing? Don't you remember what happened the last time you trusted a hero without a background check?"
"She's right man, you shouldn't be so trusting. Just 'cause I say I'm on your team doesn't make it the truth."
"Maybe, but I've got a good feeling about you. One I didn't get from the Red Mist." He says this with a meaningful look at Hitgirl.
Samurai's phone went off again.
Meet in the alley in five.
She replies;
No worrys, KA just gave me a burner number, should I give him our cell's?
Sure, give them to his sidekick too.
"Sagitarius wants me to give our numbers to you and your sidekick."
"The fuck you callin' sidekick bitch?"
"His words, not mine.." Samurai shows her the phone to prove her words as truth.
"Technically, if anyone were the sidekick it'd be me.. Hit Girl has more training, and experience after all. But it's more of a mutual partnership so..."
"Right, well then he want's me to give our numbers to you and your partner."
She puts a slightly sarcastic stress on partner to see if Hitgirl will react, unfortunately for Samurai she doesn't, seeing the gambit for what it is.
"So, what are the numbers, I'll save them in my phone."
Samurai tells Kickass her and Harrison's hero phone numbers. Unlike Hit Girl and Kickass, they don't use burn phones, they use cell's that are paid for in their dad's name, so he can still track them if need be.
"So... Call me." Samurai says this in a playful tone with a wink at Kickass as she turns and leaves.
Hearing Hitgirl scoff she giggles to herself, imagining the look of disgust on the other girl's face.
Outside, she looks up to the billboard and sees the familiar hooded figure of her brother, with his phone in his hand.
Climbing up and coming to his side looks curiously at his screen, expecting him to be answering a text she's confused when she sees his media player open.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"Such vulgarity.. We're alone, you don't need to use your vocal disguise." He says this in his natural, slightly softer voice.. the one he used on the hostage back at the park.
"Maybe, maybe not.. but you still didn't answer my question numb nuts."
"What does it look like? I'm putting a song on.."
"What song?"
"My song.." As he says this, he puts his phone in his chest pocket, pressing play as he does so and it starts to blare Hero by Skillet.
"Let's call it a night sis, head home before it gets too late. We've done a good nights work tonight already."
"Ok"
The song is interrupted briefly a couple of times on the walk home as both Kickass and Hitgirl send him text's with their burners.
"Lucky they aren't here, I may just have shot them for that..."
"You don't mean that bro."
"Probably not..."
He still thought it would be a good idea to reply, just so they don't send any more before the song ends.
Back at their safehouse Kickass and Hitgirl are still conversing about the hero they met while there.
"She seemed kind of bitchy..." Kickass expresses his opinion, hoping it doesn't make him sound like a cunt.
"And you're kind of a cunt." Hitgirl informs him before continuing;
"She was obviously using it as a disguise, rather than changing the tone of her voice, she simply said things she never would out of the mask."
"Huh, that sort of makes sense, now I do feel like a cunt."
"I'll talk to Marcus tomorrow, verify if the Tumor really is dead, until then we shouldn't trust these guys too easily, they could be plants."
"I know, the last thing we need is a repeat of the Red Mist incident.. But I think we can trust these guys."
"And if we can't?"
"Then we're fucked, but if we can we might have some allies with skills worth actually calling them allies. Think about it, the way that girl acted, she was like Black Widow from the Avengers!"
"And to hear her talk about her partner, he might as well be Hawkeye.. I know, but think about it, those guys aren't really hero's to begin with, before they started with S.H.I.E.L.D they were mercenaries. Guns for hire for fuck sake, is that really what we want for allies?"
"I don't know, but it might be what we need to take the Motherfucker down..."
A/N been keeping this story under my hat for a month or so now, finally decided to post the first chapter, R&R, let me know what you think.
Second Chapter will be more humour then action, and won't be posted 'til someone reviews :P