Night falls, covering the city, the 25 year old Sincarius stood looking over the street. Bright lights flashing from the cars as they drove past each other. Words echoing through her head repeatedly hitting the inside of her head like a hammer.
The words came from a rough sounding person, mainly a man and they said "I have no son. HE will never know me and before this day is over he will be found dead. I may be locked up but he will die by my hand..."
She sighed and squatted down looking closer to a bank that was being broke into, her mask amplifying the sounds of the two as they yell at each other. Looking to the left and the right she simply disappeared, and reappeared in front of the hole in the wall. Taking time to look around she stepped inside and whistled.
"Nice hole, but I bet the owners wouldn't want you guys wrecking the place, so I am going to ask nicely...Leave...Now" Sincarius said
One of the robbers replied "And who are you toots, some type of cop. Or a wonderer who needs to be put in their place".
"I am the thing that haunts your deepest darkest nightmares...hell I am your deepest darkest nightmares nightmare. And I am here to make sure you never stalk my streets again"
She steps into father up so they can see her, the light reflecting off the black armor plates coving her legs ,arms, and abdomen. Her mask glistening perfectly, creating a glow around the red claw marks on her right eye and the word on the other. Her blackish grey jacket dancing in the wind. The silver and black 9mm pistols glaring in the brisk moonlight.
The other robber "Shit...Shit...we need to get out of here, like now. Dude that's Sincarius the villain assassin, her father is the crime boss of the country and her mother...she could kill us".
That robber runs out only to be hit by a car, and the other pulls out his machine gun, a modernized Thomson. Filling the air with bullets, but those bullets got covered with ice and made a step for Sincarius to reach him. She pulled out the black blade hidden from the robbers view and sliced through the mans shoulder pinning him into the wall. Breaking off the tip, the blade grew back and Sincarius walked out back into the world.
The next morning a client talks to a man other the computer, the screen about the size of a wall.
Client "She must be stopped. She has killed many of my people and at the same time she wounds them pushed them to the edge or scares them to the point they just lose it...I am offering you 1 million dollars. Kill her only living joy, that young soul... Any objections?"
Assassin "I kill average billionaires for that much"
Client "Fine, 15 million and I will throw in some super human stopping bullets...We need a better name for them. Look for the young boy walking in the park with a hero by the name of Sincarius"
Assassin "What is the target's name"
Client "Thomas"
Later on that night
Sincarius in her suit talks to a young boy, his hair a reddish brown and his body the size of a two year old and his vocabulary and brain strength is around how a 6 year old would sound. Standing in the park they played and watched the birds next in the trees, a secret son only the father knows of is how this boy lived his life. A couple of birds flew across the sky and in and Sincarius told her son to hide behind her.
A bullet bounced off a statue and hit her shoulder, only for it to ricochet off. The boy got scared and ran away from the scene, more bullets would fire but each one bouncing off the armor with little ease.
"Who are you, and who paid you" Sincarius shouted as she also looked for her son "Show yourself, do you have no honor as a fellow Mercenary".
The assassin stated "I got honor, but how about you. I hear your family is fueled by the rage of others. What makes you different".
Sincarius used her super powered ears and fires in the direction of the voice, "Why are you after me. What could you possibly get out of me".
The man jumped out of the tree, the half moon reflecting off the left side of his suit. They stared at each other for a few seconds before the assassin pulled out a staff.
Sincarius closed her fist tightly and growled, "I know why you are here, you don't want me. The boy, you want the boy." she pulled out her sword. The moon slowly got covered by clouds and the park was dark, the two made sparks from the metal of the staff and the sword. As the moon slowly rose from its cover, the young boy appeared holding one of his mother's guns in his hand.
Blood rushed from under Sincarius's mask, it dropped onto her jacket and on the boy's head. The assassin had only pieces of his armor missing but no wounds.
Sincarius to the boy "Son, put the gun down...now son." she panted for a few seconds before talking again "You have visited our town before. I remember you...you're the one who tried to kill Deadblade".
Assassin "So you're the one who flew me across the town and threw me into the sea".
Sincarius "Nah, am the shadow. The stalker in the night, the villain of villains"
The moon's light would fade and before anybody knew what was happening a magazine of bullets was unloaded at the assassin.
The light return and Sincarius had removed the assassin's helmet, and a single bullet was left in her gun.
Sincarius "Deathstroke, I know you. Hell when I was younger I wanted to be you...well half of me anyway...but I soon tasted the sweet sense of Heroism and before I knew it, I was helping the world", she paused for a moment trying to catch her breath " One wrong move"
Deathstroke chuckled and twisted her arm causing an arm lock. The right arm stuck in his grip but into order to free it she used her left arm and pulled out the other gun on her hip, knowing that all it would cause is a ringing sound, she fired anyway. Once she was free, Sincarius grabbed her sword and gun before making a break away from him.
They hid in an ally way, the blood from her face still falling but all she cared about is if her son was okay. Cleaning the dirt from her son's face, the boy removed the mask and started to cover her wound. She laughed for a while until she heard something, pushing her son behind a garbage can, she placed her mask back on.
Sincarius "Slade, show yourself. I am half wolf, and I can hear everything..." before she could finish her sentence a cry for help flooded the air, "Thomas...No..."
The sound of a blade piercing bone and flesh was the only sound she heard next, her son's body fell like a ton of bricks, all lifeless and still. Slade stared at the angry mother for a few good seconds before being kicked into a wall, causing a dint into the bricks, grabbing his throat and shoving Slade into the wall, Sincarius growled under her breath and tightened her grip around his neck.
Deathstroke "Do it...you know you want to. Let those killer instincts kick in..." the grip around Deathstroke's neck kept getting tighter, his armor cracking from the pressure, "Your daddy would be proud. Show me your title..."
She screamed in rage and took Slade's body straight into the ground below the wall, pieces of the concrete slapping each person in the face.
Panting, Sincarius had thing to say "I am not who you think I am, and even though you killed my son. I will not kill you"
Slade replied "You are a fool. Enough that those instincts you hold back will get your family killed"
Sincarius yelled at the top of her lungs "I already lost my family. NO THANKS TO YOU"
The pause was taken and with her last words to him as she walked off holding the corpse of her dead son she spoke with barely any care at all "Go home Slade, at least you have a place you can call home"