Hey everyone, TravyMcNavy184 here. Yes I am still alive, work has just been a pain lately, but I am still active and writing stories. This one will be another crossover, don't know what it is with me and crossovers but here it is. Anyway it will be a crossover of Black Lagoon and The Darkness. I got the idea when I read Roanapur's Demon by Wraith002 and I wondered 'If the lagoon company had someone like Venom on their side, imagine when a former hitman for the mafia with the power over the dark and shadows comes into the mix.' Wraith002 is a hell of a writer, he/she has a lot of good stories so please check them out. I can only hope to reach the level he/she is at right now. So here is my next story, don't worry I won't abandon my other stories. So here is my next story, as always I own nothing but ocs. Read and Review, just nothing too mean but If I can do something better do let me know in the comments. So read and enjoy.

The Darkness in the City of the Dead

Prologue

It was a hot day on a small cruise liner that cut through the South China Sea. At the stern of the ship, leaning on the railing was a tall, lean American man with black hair that reached his shoulders. He was wearing a black three piece suit with a black tie complete with a black belt and shoes. He also wore a black trench coat, which he held in his arms due to the heat. This man is Jackie Estacado, a former hitman for the Franchetti Crime Family in New York. Now you are probably wondering why is a hitman for the mob doing on a ship on the other side of the globe? Well lets go back a few weeks to understand.

Three Weeks Earlier, New York

Jackie was inside his Aunt Sarah's house in Little Italy resting on one of the couches with two pistols resting in the grips of his hands. He was panting, trying to catch his breath. The reason is because he along with his friends Butcher Joyce and Jimmy the Grape and his Aunt Sarah, just fended off a hit from Jackie's 'Uncle' Paulie Franchetti in retaliation for Jackie destroying a Freight Ship filled with a drug shipment he was holding for the Chicago Mob. When Jackie killed the captain of the ship and destroyed the ship, Paulie was furious so he sent a hit squad to kill Jackie. Which given the number of dead bodies in and outside of the house, it wasn't very successful.

While Jackie was sitting on the couch, a larger man with a shaved head and beard walked into the room, this was Butcher Joyce, a friend of Jackies and a 'cleaner' for the Frachetti's. What that means is if there is a dead body, they call him to get rid of it and leave no trace behind and this guy was the best in the business.

"I don't think too much of the redecorating job Jackie." He said sarcastically. "It's the work of Paulie's rat bastard, backstabbing motherfuckers. I am glad to see you're all in one piece. And the Chicago people...they're gonna be grateful that you protected your Aunt Sarah. They'll owe you a great debt. Paulie on the other hand...Okay, I got a lead for you. I think I know where he's been keeping himself. Paulie paid for an old lighthouse to be renovated last year. He's out there, hoping to Hell you don't find him. You can only get there by boat."

Jackie nodded his head in gratitude. "Thanks Butch, that helps a lot."

At this point another man came into the room. This man was an older man wearing a dark purple suit. This man was known as Jimmy the Grape, another friend of Jackie and an old school associate of the Franchetti's.

"You got balls kid. You really got balls. And you got brains. Listen...me and some of the old huys, we've been talking the other day." The old man began. "And we were saying that someone like you with brains, balls, and respect. And someone who honors the old ways. You know what the old ways mean, don't ya? Cause there ain't nothin' but the old ways. So what we want-we want you to come in and take over the family. Just for a little while. Huh, you like that? C'mon, this way you be the guy. You be-the Don."

Jackie was speechless. One of his oldest friends was not only basically giving him a blessing to kill Paulie, but also offering him an opportunity to become Don of the Franchetti Crime Family. It was opportunity that never came around to someone like him. It was definitely a once in a lifetime chance that any man would be a fool to pass up. But...

Jackie shook his head. "It's a tempting offer Jimmy, but I'm gonna have to say no to this one." He said. Butcher Joyce and Jimmy the Grape were speechless at his rejection.

"No?! Jackie, do you realize what you're saying here?"

"Yeah I do Jimmy, but I'm just not ready to take over. When this is over, I'm gonna take some time off to...figure things out. You know?" Jackie replied to the mob associate. "Besides, I think if anyone should be the boss, it's you."

"B-b-but Jackie-" Jimmy the Grape tried to say his piece when a new voice made itself known. "That's enough Jimmy." The voice belonged to an elderly woman wearing a white blouse and a purple jacket. This woman was Jackie's Aunt Sarah, somewhat of a mother figure to Jackie. "The boy has made his decision." She said with authority in her voice. She then looked towards Jackie. "Jackie, are you sure this is what you want to do honey?"

"It is Aunt Sarah. With everything that's happened and what will happen, I just...I just need to get away. At least for a little while anyway. I know it sounds like I'm running away, but this is something I feel I need to do." Jackie responded with a determined tone. Aunt Sarah looked at her 'nephew' for a moment before wrapping him in a tight hug, which he happily returned. "Alright, if you feel like this is the right thing to do, then do it. 'I always say follow your heart and it will never lead you wrong.'" She said with a warm smile.

Jackie returned the smile. "Thanks Aunt Sarah. You were always the wise one."

"You bet your ass I am." She said with a chuckle.

Jimmy sighed in defeat but accepted Jackie's answer. "Well it pains me that you're not taking the position kid, but your Aunt Sarah is right. If you feel like you need to do this, then I won't stop you." He said with a smile. Jackie smiled in return and took his hand out to shake Jimmy's. Jimmy took his hand, at which point Jackie tugged him into a hug. Jimmy was surprised at first, but then hugged Jackie back. "Good luck out there Jackie. Just remember if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask, alright?"

"I won't, and thanks Jimmy." Finishing the hug, Butcher Joyce walked up and put his hand on Jackie's shoulder. He too looked at Jackie with a smile. "That takes real guts what you're doing Jackie. All I can do is wish you luck and hope you find what you are looking for." Jackie smiled to the cleaner and wrapped him in a hug, which Butch returned gladly. "Well, if you're ready Jackie, Mario is waiting down at pier 19 to take you to the light house. Go give that cocksucker Paulie some hell, huh?!" Jackie smirked at the comment and nodded his head in determination. "You got it Butch, sorry if I'm gonna be making you work some overtime."

"Ah don't even worry about it Jackie, I'm actually looking forward to this one."

"Alright kid." Jimmy the Grape announced. "This is it, go give Paulie hell."

"And when you leave Jackie, wherever you end up, don't be a stranger. Give us a call or drop a letter every now and then to let us know you're okay." Aunt Sarah added.

"I will guys. And thank you all...for everything. And don't worry, I'll drop a notice of where I end up." Everyone gave one last smile to Jackie, to which he returned. He then looked at his pistols for a moment before holstering them behind his back. He then walked toward the front door, a new fire burning within him as he focused on the task at hand. Tonight, the backstabbing bastard who killed the love of his life and tried to kill him multiple times was finally going to die and with this new power at his disposal, he was ready to turn Paulie's last known safe haven into a blood bath. He exited the house and closed his eyes and thought of Jenny, all the times they spent together since meeting at the orphanage playing out in his mind. 'Jenny, this if for you baby.' He thought. He then took off into a sprint and charged into the night, ready to kill some bastards and raise some hell while he was at it.

Present Day

It had been almost a month since Jackie killed Paulie and the remainder of his men at the lighthouse back in New York. After the massacre, he returned to his apartment and packed his clothes, guns, ammo, and some hidden money from all the contract hits he accomplished wince working for the Franchetti Family. He was still leaning on the railing at the stern of the ship just staring out into the vast ocean. He then took out a picture from his suit jacket. The picture was of him and Jenny when they went to an amusement park on Coney Island a few months before her death. He looked at the picture and his eyes began o tear up. He ran his finger across Jenny's face. "Oh Jenny, I wish you were here with me." He said to himself.

"HA HA HA HA HA! YOU CAN'T CHANGE WHAT HAPPENED JACKIE." A sinister voice echoed in his head. Jackie knew this voice all too well. The voice belonged to the Darkness, the power that resided inside Jackie all his life and awakened on the night of his 21st birthday. This very same power, while powerful, has a mind of it's own. It made Jackie watch Jenny be killed by Paulie and Captain Edward Shrote, a corrupt NYPD captain who was on Paulie's payroll. Jackie hated this power he was cursed with and tried his best to try and suppress it but with no luck.

"Dammit, you're the last thing I want to hear right now. Just leave me alone."

"WE WILL NEVER GO AWAY JACKIE. AFRAID YOU ARE STUCK WITH US." The voice responded with a sinister chuckle.

Jackie just ignored the Darkness and went back to the picture. He looked at it for a few more moments before...

BANG BANG

Jackie heard a sound he was all too familiar with; the sound of gunshots. He put the picture away and went towards the noise. At this point, a Japanese man in a business suit came running towards him. The man was so frightened he didn't see where he was going and bumped into Jackie, causing both of them to fall to the ground. Jackie looked at the man and could tell he was scared halfway out of his mind. "Hey, hey what's going on?" Jackie inquired.

"P-p-p-pirates! They're taking over the ship, we gotta hide!" He shouted to the former hitman. He then got back up and ran down below deck to hide from the invaders. Jackie steadied himself to get back on his feet when he felt his hand touch something. He looked down and noticed a computer disk. He picked it up and inspected it. 'That guy from earlier must have dropped it when he ran into me. I should return this once I deal with these 'pirates.' Jackie thought as he pocketed the disc. He reached behind his back and grabbed his twin semi automatic 9mm pistols. He readied his weapons and turned the safeties off. He then walked towards the bow of the ship.

He hid close to the wall and peeked out towards the bow and spotted a lone gunman watching over a group of passengers who were lying on the ground with their hands covering their heads. The hostage taker was a tall black man roughly a few inches taller than Jackie wearing a green tactical vest and camo pants along with combat boots. He was pointing a .357 Magnum at the passengers.

"Alright folks, can I have your undivided attention." He announced, causing the passengers to slowly look up to him. "Me and my crew are looking for something and as soon as we get it, we'll be on our way. Anybody who moves or does anything stupid like trying to play here..."He said before cocking the hammer of his massive gun back for emphasis. "Well, I don't think I need to tell you what will happen."

"Only one huh? His boat is somewhere nearby, so if I can take him out quick, the rest of the crew should be easy pickin'. He readied his weapons until he heard a clicking noise behind him. "Going somewhere, dipshit?" A new voice asked him. He turned around slowly to avoid getting shot in case his captor had an itchy trigger finger. When he looked at his captor and was stunned at her appearance. It was a woman of Chinese-American descent. She had shoulder length plum colored hair that was tied in a ponytail, which Jackie thought was an odd hair color. Her skin was tanned and very fit in terms of appearance. She wore a black tanktop with daisy duck shorts held tightly by a black belt. A dual shoulder holster slung beneath her rather large breasts.

Her face was adorned with amber-brown eyes and a wicked sneer was plastered on her face. Jackie was enamored with how this woman looked. 'God damn, this has to be the hottest woman I've seen this whole trip. But her eyes...' Jackie looked into the woman's eyes and could tell there was no sign of love or mercy in them. To him they felt cold, dark, and empty, the same way his eyes felt to the people he killed.

"SHE REEKS OF DESPAIR!" The malevolent voice in Jackie's head said in ecstasy. The aura the female gunslinger was giving off was enticing to the Darkness.

The woman had one of her pistols to Jackie's face. "Drop 'em now." Jackie slowly lowered to the ground and placed his pistols on it before straightening up, his hands still in the air. "Good boy, now get moving." The woman ordered, which Jackie followed. "Hey Dutch, got another one here."

The man, now identified as Dutch, turned to the two while pointing his weapon at their new hostage. "Nice catch Revy." He then walked towards Jackie with his weapon now pointed at the former hitman's head. "Listen up friend, we're looking for a package from Asahi Industries. Someone on this ship's got it." Dutch said.

"Asahi Industries, never heard of it 'friend'." Jackie responded. "And I would really appreciate it of you got that gun out of my face before you two get hurt."

The woman, now known as Revy, just snickered at Jackie's words, not even taking him seriously. In fact, she never lost her smile. "Yeah right, what are you gonna do shit for brains?" She asked rhetorically. Dutch and Revy continued to point their weapons at Jackie who at this point was getting annoyed at not being taken seriously.

"Alright, final warning, get your weapons out of my face or else."

"Hey Dutch, I say we blow this fucker's brains out." Suggested Revy.

Having enough, Jackie looked beneath Dutch's feet and noticed he was in the shadows. "Oh fuck this." He concentrated and a tentacle made of darkness emerged from the shadow and wrapped around Dutch's neck. "What the?!" He exclaimed before the tentacle lifted the large man into the air and slammed him on the deck, dropping his weapon out of his hand. "WHAT THE FU-" Revy tried to yell until she felt a pain in her stomach. She looked and saw that Jackie punched her in the stomach, causing her to drop her guns. Jackie then performed a low sweep and knocked Revy off her feet. Jackie then noticed that Revy's head was in the shadow and created another tentacle from the shadow and wrapped it around her neck, immobilizing her.

With the pirates incapacitated, Jackie went to where he laid his guns down and picked them back up. He went towards the pirates and aimed his pistols at their heads. "Well, now that everyone is cool, how about we have ourselves a chat?"

The two tried to free themselves from the tentacle's grip, but to no avail. Revy was trying just as hard, refusing to let something hold her down and itching to fill the former hitman full of holes for getting the drop on her. To say she was pissed would be an understatement. "Fuck you dipshit!" She cursed out loud. "Just wait til I get back up. When I get done with you, you're gonna be shittin out through a hole in your head!"

"How the hell are you doing this anyway?! You some kind of sorcerer or something?" Dutch asked.

"Let's just say you have your tricks, I have mine." Jackie replied. "Now, down to business. What exactly is you two are after?"

"We were hired to retrieve a disc. The one who hired us said it would be on this ship, in the hands of someone who works for the company." Dutch answered, causing Jackie to realize something. He put one of his guns away, reached into his pocket, and showed him the disc he picked up earlier. "Is this the disc by chance?" Dutch saw the disc and nodded.

"Yeah it is. You the one who works for Asahi Industries?"

"Do I look like some pencil pusher who works for some fortune 500 company?" Jackie asked rhetorically. "I found this thing during the shit storm you two caused. Personally, I don't give two shits one way or the other what happens to it. Honestly, I have half a mind to throw this overboard." Hearing that pissed off Revy further as she tried to get free from the tentacle holding her down. If there was one thing she hated most, it's when the job she takes is threatened with failure and losing her a payday. "Unless...you're willing to make a deal." Jackie offered the pirates.

Revy was just about to tell Jackie to fuck off, when Dutch put his hand in front of her to stop her. "What kind of deal?" Inquired Dutch.

"I assume you guys have a place where you operate, right?" Jackie asked getting a nod from Dutch.

"Yeah, an old Thai port town called Roanapur."

"Any chance this a place where people go to disappear or get away from the shit in their lives?"

"Well, it's not exactly a vacation spot, but yeah. It's a place far off the beatin path, if you want to get lost, no place better to do it than there."

Jackie though about this for a few moments and came to a decision. "Alright, I'll tell you what; how much are you getting paid for this job?"

Dutch and Revy looked at each other before looking back to Jackie. "Our client promised us $20,000 for the job." Dutch answered.

"Alright, here's the deal. If you can take to this 'Roanapur', I'll give you guys an extra $30,000. No gets hurt, no one gets killed, and you guys get an easy payday. So what do you say?"

Revy and Dutch were shocked. They were getting paid an extra thirty grand on top of their original twenty grand payday. They knew this was opportunity to good to pass up, but Revy was still a bit skeptical at the offer. She thought that if their captor gets the first chance, he would put a bullet in the back of their heads.

"And you got thirty grand on you? Yeah right, let me see the color of that money." Jackie put the disc back into his coat and reached further into the jacket, pulling out 300 one hundred dollar bills held together with rubber bands. Seeing that, Revy was practically drooling at the sight of the money. Dutch just smiled at the offer and nodded his head. "Alright, you got a deal. We'll take you to Roanapur. For thirty extra grand, no way we can pass that up." Jackie smiled and released his captors. Dutch and Revy got back up and collected their weapons. Jackie then handed Dutch the disc and gestured him to lead the way to their ship. Not taking chances, Revy pointed one of her pistols at Jackie's head. "Try anything funny, and I'll waste you where you stand. Got that dipshit?!" She threatened.

Jackie was getting a little tired of being called anything other than his name. "Okay first off, sweetheart, quit calling me dipshit or anything else like that. I have a proper name, it's Jackie Estacado. Second, I'm giving you guys thirty grand to take me to this place, why would I screw you out of that?"

"Just don't try anything funny." She reiterated as the three made it to the PT boat that was docked beside the ship.

A while later, Dutch and Revy found themselves in a small room filled with computers. Behind pne of them sat a young man with blonde hair, wearing glasses and a Hawaiian shirt. After Dutch and Revy stored Jackie in one of the makeshift 'brigs', they asked their computer expert to find information on their new guest. "So, you got anything on him Benny-boy?"

The man, now known as Benny, was punching some keys until he found what he was looking for; Jackie's mugshot and police file. "Uhhhh...yep, here we are. Jackie Estacado, born in New York, mom died in childbirth, raised by his father Carlo until he died when he was 7. After that he went to live at St. Mary's Orphanage." He said giving the captain some basic information.

"Let's see, oh this is interesting. It says here he is a suspected hitman for the Franchetti crime family."

"A mob hitman, that would probably explain how he took down Revy so quickly." Dutch said causing Revy to gain a tick mark for having to be reminded of that moment. "What else you got on him?"

"Let's see, he was adopted by the head of the Franchetti crime family, Paulie, at the age of 12. Before that, he didn't exactly have a stellar childhood at that orphange, one report says he nailed a frog to the front door of the orphanage."

"Well if that doesn't spell out 'serial killer' I don't know what does." Revy said.

"Ooooh it's get's even better, according to this, at the age of 14, he was suspected in a crime and while being interrogated by a female detective, one thing apparently led to another and it ended up with the two of them 'going at it' in the interrogation room." Benny finished, a shocked expression adorned on his face. Dutch and Revy appeared to have had the same reaction. "Damn, he got laid at 14?! I should be asking this kid for tips." Dutch said jokingly.

"Okay so according to his sheet, at 16 he was a person of interest in the murder of a bookie who worked for Paulie. After that, he was suspected of other murders in connection to Paulie Franchetti from the time he was 16 to the present. Almost, wow almost 150 murders." Finished Benny.

Dutch and Revy were trying to digest this information. To think that their guest was a mob hitman was one thing, but to think he had killed nearly killed 150 people was something they had not expected. "So what happened to make him leave?" Revy inquired.

Benny punched a few more keys and found his answer. "Well, because his employer is dead, along with a good portion of his goons." He turned his computer screen to show the two, whose eyes were glued to the screen. "Apparently Paulie went into hiding at his lighthouse hideout and somehow he and his army of enforcers were all brutally slaughtered, with Jackie being the top suspect." On the screen were images of Paulie's goons not only suffering from gunshot wounds, but also a great deal of them were dismembered. Many missing their arms, legs, some were beheaded or bisected. The one thing they had in common was that their hearts looked like they had been ripped out of their chests.

"Damn, could he really have done all of this and come out alive? This guy must be come kind of one man army." Dutch said.

Revy was in awe at what she was seeing, dozens of dead men and the sheer brutality they had died from had completely changed her opinion of the former hitman. "Whoa...I think I'm in love right now." she said, causing Dutch and Benny to look at her as if she had literally lost her mind. Seeing this, she turned the monitor away and immediately went back to her old self. "Pfft...Whatever, I've seen better rampages than that." She said trying to hide the blush on her face. While all this was going on, the three didn't notice a pair of glowing yellow eyes in the vent above them. The eyes belonged to a snake like creature whose body extended to the place where Jackie was confined. Through the serpent, Jackie could see and hear everything the crew of the boat were saying about him, one of the perks of his darkness powers. Calling the serpent back, he lied down on the cot in the room.

"WE CAN SMELL DEATH AND DESPAIR. SOON, WE SHALL RELISH IN IT." The voice said in Jackie's head, which he ignored. Right now, Jackie just wanted to get some rest, he had no idea what would be in store for him when he got to Roanapur, but he was going to need every bit of rest he could get to be ready for whatever the place could throw at him. With that, he shut his eyes and went to sleep.

And with that, the first chapter of my newest fanfiction is done. So the Lagoon company has become acquainted with the host of the Darkness and now are on their way to Roanapur. I can only imagine what will be in store for them when they see what Jackie is fully capable of. The first chapter may seem a little short but it was the best I could come up with for now and trying to tie everything together, just hope it is good and not confusing. The Darkness and all it's unholy glory will make it's full appearance in the next chapter. The City of the Dead will be in for a surprise when an unholy presence that predates time itself makes itself known to it's inhabitants and the Darkness itself will be like a kid in a candy store being around every form of criminal and scum that call Roanapur their home. Anyway here is a new story, I will publish the next chapter of The Son of Satan in Yokai Academy sometime this week. I know many of you who are following me have been waiting for the next chapter, but I assure you your patience will be well rewarded. So read this story, let me know if there is anything I can fix, nothing too mean, but above all enjoy it. Until then, see you next time.