IMPORTANT NOTES FOLLOW: PLEASE READ!
The first thing I need to address is the fact that this is a technical crossover with Naruto. It took me two full days before I decided not to put it in the crossover section; the reason I didn't is that while my OC is from the Naruto universe, the Naruto universe plays a very miniscule role in the story. There are no other characters from Naruto and the Naruto universe as a whole is never directly talked about, it is only mentioned in vague ways. So I decided against calling it a full crossover, however if enough people think I should change this then I will. Now on to the next topic.
The character appearances and personalities will be different than the cartoon; though the personalities less so. I have links in my profile for the appearance of the Titans that I strongly suggest you look at, as to help you further see the vision I am trying to present. The personalities will be a combination of the cartoon and comic personality for all the Titans with the exception of Starfire and Raven. Starfire will have a similar personality and attitude of her Justice League vs. Teen Titans incarnation and Raven will have a more cynical and nihilistic attitude. I will be using Tim Drake as the Robin in my story (as he is my favorite), specifically he will be his Red Robin incarnation. Also the picture of Raven depicts her typical style of dress outside of being a hero, while on the job she wears the same thing as in the cartoon.
I will also be brining in several other DC characters from time to time to give a sense that this is an actual DC universe as opposed to a world only populated by the Teen Titans. Some will just be guests and some may be permanent additions to the story.
As a side note the main pairing stands at OC/Raven/TBA, if you wish to expand this into a proper harem then feel free to leave a review/PM me with your suggestion and argument as to why your pick would make a good partner for my OC.
The story is in 3rd person and will switch from focusing on my OC to Raven at regular intervals, each will have at least one section apiece per chapter. The focus may occasionally switch to other characters as well
My final point is a request; please review with your thoughts and comments. It is the best feeling in the world for a writer to get a review, it brightens the entire day. Tell me what you liked, what you didn't, what should be changed or altered. Reviews validate our work and show us that it is appreciated and that we should continue. I'm not asking you to review every chapter, but please review at least the first and then every other or so.
Now let's begin Eyes of Crimson and Amethyst.
Chapter 1
We all ponder existence from time to time, the meaning of life and why we are here. Few of us however put thought into who we are, but that isn't the case of a young man staring at his reflection in a broken mirror leaning against a rusted sheet metal wall. He is tall, around six feet or so with pale skin and long wild black hair. His pale blue pupilless eyes are the only part of his face visible behind a white mask with a red magatama surrounding each eyehole. His attire consists of a long sleeve, high collar dark red shirt, black pants, and black boots. He has a katana strapped to his back and several shuriken and kunai in pouches on his thighs.
"Ochita Hito, is that my name? It is all that comes to mind when I try to remember my name, so it must be. It just sounds wrong, like it is something other than a name; like it is something more along the lines of a truth. Though my name should be the least of my worries as I can remember nothing about who I am or where I come from. The first thing I can remember is waking up inside that apartment and finding that letter telling me about this world and its society. There wasn't a single shred of information about me other than I would know what to do." After he had finished reading the letter, Ochita explored the apartment and found all of the current gear he has on him plus an entire room full of weapons and similar clothes to what he is wearing. Other than the weapons room; there are two other rooms, two bathrooms, a living room, and a kitchen/dining room. The largest room in the apartment is set up as an exercise and workout room, while the other is a very basic bedroom. The bed room has a black dresser, a black desk, and a twin bed with slate gray bedding. The living room is fully furnished, the kitchen fully stocked, and the bathroom has all the essentials. There were also no clues to who had set up the apartment and left the letter, yet another mystery for Ochita to unravel.
A flash of lightning and deafening roar of thunder snap Ochita from his musings, after which his attention is turned towards the sound of several people rushing his location; 12 by his count. Removing the katana from its place on his back, Ochita prepares for his targets' arrival.
"While I have no memory, there are things that I KNOW. Like that fact that I posses something called chakra and that it is responsible for my ability to produce wind for a variety of uses. I know I am stronger, faster, and more durable than the average human in this world. I know that by channeling a small bit of chakra into my eyes they change and grant me additional abilities. Those being greatly increased perception, the ability to learn things just by watching them preformed, and the ability to paralyze people through eye contact." Ochita sees he was correct in his count, as 12 people round a corner and enter the large room he is in. Nine of them are armed with melee weapons ranging from baseball bats to machetes. The other three are carrying guns; two have pistols and the third a shotgun. "The one with the shotgun poses the biggest danger, while I can easily dodge bullets, if he gets in a lucky shot while I'm distracted with the other, I'm fucked. Even with my fast healing a shotgun deals massive damage. I recognize the guy in the skinny jeans, he escaped my last attack. He is a Metahuman with the classification of speedster"
Not wanting to take any chances he channels chakra into his eyes and takes a battle stance. The large man at the front of the group starts to talk in an aggressive tone.
"All right cocksucker, you fixin' ta bleed slow for killing so many of my boys. We gonna fuck you up so bad you will beg for death. You won't be able to pull any of your sneaky ninja shit now that we right in front o' you. When we done with yo-" He is cut off abruptly as a kunai buries itself into his throat. As he drops to the floor with blood gushing from the wound the rest of the group lose sight of Ochita as he bursts forwards at the shotgun wielding thug. The only one able to follow his movements is the speedster in the skinny jeans, but he reacts too slow as by the time he has reached his ally's position, the blade has already separated his head from his shoulders.
His blisteringly fast, yet sloppy right hook is dodged by Ochita leaning back just out of his reach, luckily for the speedster he is able to zip away from the counter slash aimed at his throat. By this time the rest of the group has regained their senses and explode in to violent roars of anger at the death of two more of their friends. The two remaining gun wielding thugs open fire on their target, forcing Ochita to go on the defensive and weave through their gunfire. This distraction is capitalized on by three of the thugs closest to Ochita, as the moment the gunfire subsides so the thugs can reload, the three bum rush Ochita in blind fury. Two have bats and the third has brass knuckles on each hand. The two with bats swing wildly while the third slips around to attack from behind; their plan fails quickly as Ochita lashes out with a horizontal slash and cuts the bats in half. He follows this up with a power hook kick to the side of the brass knuckle thug's head. He can feel the thug's skull give way under his foot.
Before the two in front of him can regain their guard, Ochita rushes in and plunges the sword into the heart of the thug on the left, then turns to the right and slams his left hand into the remaining thug's chest. The force of the hit throws the thug 15 feet away; hitting the wall he slides down it and leaves a wide streak of blood. Sensing the speedster trying to blitz him again Ochita counters with a flawless hip toss, with the impact causing the speedster to cough up a good bit of blood; before the speedster can react Ochita slams his foot into the speedsters left knee. The scream of pain causes the six thugs left to back away in fear. Four of them try to flee, only for Ochita to swing his right are in a horizontal motion, releasing a sharp wave of compressed air that slices the four in half. The final two raise their machetes and rush Ochita while yelling at the top of their lungs, as they approach Ochita weaves a few hand signs and a dozen six inch long spiraling lances of wind appear above him. Flicking his hand forward the wind lances tear the last two thugs to shreds, as they crumple to the ground in bloody heaps Ochita turns his attention to the crippled speedster.
"Your choice is as follows, tell me where your gang's base is located and what the defenses are or I will gut you and leave you to bleed out alone and afraid." He says in a disturbingly upbeat tone. As he approaches the speedster he pulls his sword form the heart of the deceased thug.
"W-w-why are you doing this?" The terrified speedster asks the monster that is now standing over him. His breath catches in his throat as his tormentor cocks his head to the side, then crouches down.
"Since you didn't answer my question I am technically obligated to gut you and leave you to die." At his words the speedster's heart skips a beat. "Lucky for you though I have nobody to talk to, so you will have do for now. As for why, isn't it obvious; you guys are criminals. Pretty bad ones at that, you sell drugs exclusively to middle and high school, which is rather shitty."
"Y-yea, but that isn't my choice. This shit pays extremely well and my little brother is in the hospital. His medical bills are to much for any normal job I could get, so please spare me, please I'm all he has." The speedster begs tears starting to form in his eyes.
"I doubt I could ever be a hero, as I kill my enemies and that is the opposite of how heroes behave, but you see I don't kill because I want to. I kill cause I'm hungry, hungry for the thrill of battle; it is a need for me, just as eating is for you. It's a need I haven't learned to suppress, nor do I plan on learning to doing so. The pure exhilaration I get from fighting is indescribable, though you couldn't see it just now as I am focused while in combat. Make no mistake though, on the inside I was burning with excitement. Now you may be wondering why I'm telling you this, the answer is simple; to explain that killing is not my motivator, battle is. As such I believe we can strike a deal. You tell me what I want to know and use your connections to gather Intel on the other gangs in Jump and I'll let you live. Hell, I'll throw in half of the money I find at the base; acceptable?" with that Ochita holds out his hand, which the speedster grasps after a few moments of consideration.
"My name is David, by the way. I go by the name, Silver Streak though." He says while motioning to his silver hoodie. "For clear reasons."
"I am Ochita. Let me fix your leg real quick." He says as he positions his hands over, David's knee. He allows chakra to flow through is body and into David's knee, which results in a soft golden light to permeate from his hands. David is instantly hit with a sense of warmth and comfort as he feels his knee begin to mend back to its natural state. Seeing the look of awe and confusion on David's face, Ochita chuckles. "I have many talents, not all are for killing and destroying. Your leg is fixed, once you give me the information I need, I would suggest you stay at the hospital until you hear about the massacre of your former gang on the news."
"Yea, I will. Umm, the base is and abandoned marina on the other side of the city, you'll be able to tell it's the right on by all the spot light like installations at the entrance. As for defenses, those installations are actually sonic cannons, very good at disabling a person; with the eight mounted at the entrance, they could take down a mob of around fifty or so. Other than that there are six guard dogs and two mounted guns on top of the old fishing shop at the back, which is now the bosses main HQ. You've already killed a good majority of the gang, with new recruits I'd say there's only about 14 people left. Watch out for the boss though, he's called typhoon for a reason, his Metahuman ability is Hydrokinesis and he's surrounded by water."
"He shouldn't be a problem if I face him alone and stay cautious. Thanks for the information, now go; I have to prepare." Not needing to be told twice David speeds away leaving Ochita to his thoughts.
"I'll need more than blades for this, time to try out some of those bombs I saw in the weapons room. The best plan is the quietly and quickly take out the dogs, and then destroy the mounted guns. I'll probably use bombs for that and destroy a few other things while I'm at it. That with gather the grunts to a smaller area and serve as a good distraction, then I'll need to take out whoever is left. After that I can confront the big boss and his Hydrokinetic ability." Ochita adopts a wild grin at the thought of the up coming battle.
With Raven
Floating in lotus position above her bed, Raven tries to meditate; though she finds it to be a nearly impossible task with all the recent events flying through her mind. Firstly there was the whole Beast Boy confessing his feelings to her, feelings which she rejected. She sees him as nothing more than an annoying little brother figure. In the two weeks that followed he has become rather aggressive and rude towards her, insulting her on a near daily basis and ignore her presence otherwise. The second thing that happened is Robin deciding to expand the Titans roster; they had dropped the teen part due to both Cyborg and Starfire being 20. This decision was due the recent rise in gang violence as well as a rather large swell in Metahuman activity in Jump City.
The issue at the forefront of Raven's thoughts is the new vigilante that has made Jump their home. Though the vigilante has racked up an impressive body count of 74 while only being active for three weeks, there is next to no information on him; Robin was only able to find out three things about him. He is in fact a male, he wears a white mask with some form of red markings, and the local gangs are calling him the Crimson Eyed Demon. The CED is very good at what he is doing and according to Robin and the crime scene photos, he is highly trained. Every attack is delivered with the intent to kill of cripple. Of all the massive amount of blood present at the crime scene DNA shows he has yet to be made to bleed. On top if that he has killed groups as large as 25 people, with Metahumans mixed in. While he only targets criminals his is still a killer and Robin insists they take him down; though Raven secretly agrees with his methods. While she does believe killing is a terrible thing, she also knows some people are incapable of changing. With a sigh she finally gives up on trying to get meditation done.
Getting off her bed, Raven walks over to her mirror and takes in her appearance. Although she is 17 she is only 5'2 and has a pale grey complexion. Her amethyst eyes are just a few shades lighter than her hair and the red chakra in the center of her forehead stands out with its vibrant color and slight glow. She has a curvy figure with 42DD breast, round hips, and decently full legs. Her waist is pretty slim and her stomach is flat and slightly toned; all in all she is the shining example of the impossible body standards girls' today face, all due to her demonic heritage. While she is sure her face is what could be considered pretty, her odd skin color tends to unsettle people so she rarely ever receives any compliments from fans or even villains; unlike Starfire who gets a little too much attention from both genders, be they fan, hero, or villain. While she isn't jealous of her friend, she does wish that someone would treat her like a girl rather than a freak. While Beast Boy did confess to her, Raven felt it was more out of the emotion turmoil of losing Terra than genuine feelings. Fighting off a pang of sadness and longing, Raven strips down on gets into bed. Wishing for a night of restful sleep, she drifts off to the thought of being fully accepted.
Raven's dream is the oddest she has had in a while all she could see is a pair of crimson eyes with a black eight point star around the pupil. In the background she hears half of a fragmented conversation. Though she could truly make out the voice, she understood the words.
"You see beauty, I see pain. You see what can be, I see what is. You see hope, I see truth…"
"…Violence is better than a gold standard… it is universally understood… law without violence is merely a suggestion…"
"Learn to love the sword or someone else will…"
"As a child I heard voices; some sang, some screamed…I couldn't pull my gaze away… the fire called to me…"
"Sometimes to save, you must destroy…"
Her strange dream is abruptly ended when the alarm goes off, signaling a crime that needs the Titans. Grumpily rolling out of bed, Raven gets dressed and heads to the main room that serves as both the common room and command room. Arriving she sees she is the last to get there and neither Robin nor Cyborg look at ease.
"CED has struck again, and it's gruesome." With that the team departs to the latest slaughter committed by Jump's newest demon.
Thank you reading and again, please review and let me know what you thought.
With laughs,
SonoftheJester