Chapter 7.
Hey everyone. Back with another chapter.
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Before we continue, I'd like to thank Aragorn II Elessar for his immense support and ideas for this trilogy.
I know I said that this chapter will be part 1 of the final battle but I realised some things wouldn't make sense. So this chapter will pick up the pace.
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FYI: This chapter takes place imiadetley after the previous chapter.
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On with the show.
Jason's POV.
I was sleeping in bed following the team up with Barry Allen and Team Flash in Central City.
Boy was I exhausted.
Fighting a powerful metahuman who can shape-shift into gas was very tiring.
I was just glad that it was all over and I could finally get some rest.
However, my peaceful sleep did not last long.
Thanks to the Mirakuru in my veins, as I was drifting off, I suddenly sensed something was wrong.
I didn't quite know what was happening, but somehow I knew it was trouble.
I opened my eyes and jumped out of bed, getting into a fighters stance.
Unfortunately, at that exact moment, I got punched in the face, sending me stumbling back.
As I tried to focus, I realized that there were two members of the League of Assassins standing in my room.
"Great!" I thought to myself, "That's all I need right now."
Oh well, if it's a fight these guys wanted, I was happy to give it to them.
"Howdy boys, wanna dance?" I said as I rushed towards them.
Great wit, but not so great results.
They easily dodged my attacks before one of them swept my feet out from under me.
I landed on the ground hard.
However, there was no time to think about my spinning head as I quickly jumped to my feet.
I spun around, punching one of them in the face.
The second one got me in a chokehold, but I managed to head-butt him.
He let go, but before I could do anything, gas filled the room.
I tried desperately to hold my breath so as not to inhale the gas, but eventually, I passed out.
When I finally came to my senses, I was in a dungeon.
"Okay. Did I just walk onto the set of Game of Thrones or something?" I asked in puzzlement.
Trust me to land from one crazy, weird situation to another.
This shit was getting old, fast!
Obviously I had been beaten by the assassins and somehow dragged off to and locked in a dungeon.
For what purpose, I didn't know.
I was shackled by both my hands and feet to the wall.
But surprisingly, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break the shackles.
Man but my life sucked.
I mean seriously? Can't I ever catch a break?
I waited for about another hour or so, before the door opened and an Oriental looking assassin came into the room.
"The master wishes to speak with you," he said.
I frowned in confusion.
He took a ring of keys from his belt and unlocked my shackles.
He then pulled me to my feet before turning and walking towards the door.
I didn't know who this "master" was, but I was happy to go see him if it meant getting out of this place.
He shoved me in front of him and directed me along a dark corridor.
As we continued down into the darkness, I eyed my surroundings looking for possible ways of escape.
Finally, we reached a large wooden door.
My guard knocked once and then opened the door, pushing me inside.
In front of me was a large room.
Inside the room, lining the walls were about fifty assassins and in the centre stood a throne.
Standing next to the throne was a beautiful dark-haired woman who was staring at me coldly.
Sitting on the throne however, was the same guy who had kidnapped Oliver and stabbed me on the cliff before I met Mar Novu.
"Hello Jason Stark. Do you know who I am?" he asked me.
I had a vague idea, but my mind was mostly blank.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I have no clue buddy," I said.
"Maybe you're not as famous as you think you are", I added mockingly.
The woman shot me a warning look.
He simply chuckled.
"I am Ra's Al Ghul. The head of the League of Assassins," he said.
"Wow, now I'm REALLY impressed," I said sarcastically.
"So what's your plan you're Lordship? Are you going to kill me? If so, just get it over with because right now you're boring me," I said rolling my eyes.
"No boy. I have no desire to end your life today. I merely wish to speak with you, to offer you a new position and to show you some things," Ra's replied.
"And if I refuse?" I asked.
I was multi-tasking, concentrating on what Ra's was saying, and thinking about how I would have to fight my way out of here.
Deep down though, I knew I couldn't.
Two assassins had beaten the crap out of me with little to zero effort.
Even with the Mirakuru in me, I would probably not survive.
"Well then, you will suffer," he said with a creepy smile.
"Fine. I'm listening," I said with a sigh.
I had no intention of dying today.
No matter what.
"Please leave us," Ra's said to the assassins in the room.
They all bowed stiffly and left.
It was just Ra's and the woman.
"Before we continue, this is my daughter Nyssa Raatkos," he introduced her.
"Wow, how did an ugly, old fart like you get such a beautiful woman?" I asked.
I could see that she wasn't pleased with me disrespecting her father, but I couldn't let him intimidate me.
"Enough!" Ra's bellowed.
"Now, come with me boy!" he said, getting off the throne and walking out of the room.
I looked at his daughter who was staring at me with her cold eyes and a dagger in her hands.
I guessed she knew how to use it.
Shrugging, I followed Ra's, with Nyssa close behind me, making sure that I didn't try to bolt or do something stupid.
We walked down a long corridor lit by torches.
Finally we reached what I assumed was out destination, because Nyssa grabbed two torches, tossing one to me.
"Don't try anything stupid," she growled at me, "I will be watching you."
With that, we entered a deep chamber.
Moving my torch around, I tried to see what was inside.
The place was filled with various items.
There were weapons such as swords and daggers.
There were also different kinds of jewellery, like rings, crowns and diamonds.
Then there was some really freaky stuff.
There was a pair of silver glowing blades and nestled next to them on an altar was an orange gem.
I stared at it half in fascination and half in horror.
I was almost 100% sure that gem was from one of my visions.
Ra's must have noticed me staring at it, because he chuckled.
"Ah. You have seen the Soul Stone," he said.
Soul Stone… is that what it's called?
"What is it doing here?" I asked in confusion.
"It was given to me by a man in a black cloak" Ra's explained.
That just confused me more.
"How? Why?" I asked.
"Enough questions! Come, follow me" Ra's dismissed my question.
I could tell that he was hiding something, but clearly he wasn't going to tell me, so I decided to just go with him and see how things unfolded.
"It came to him from an ancient being" Nyssa whispered in my ear, trying not to be seen by her father.
"Why are you telling me this?" I hissed, "Are you trying to trick me?"
She took my hand in hers and squeezed it.
"Just trust me," she whispered.
"Why should I? You're his daughter. What the hell are you doing?" I asked Nyssa with more than a bit of scepticism in my voice.
"I am trying to help you! You will need my help for what's to come. Just play along for now," she said.
I didn't want to, but if she was telling the truth, I knew I could use all the help I could get.
"Come. I have one more thing to show you," Ra's called over his shoulder.
Nyssa shot me a warning look.
What was wrong with this place? Everyone was either out to help me, or kill me.
It was exhausting just trying to stay alive.
I followed Ra's to another location.
When we got there, there was a stone archway, with some kind of glowing portal in it.
"Is that an interdimensional rift?" I asked sarcastically, after all, interdimensional rifts were only supposed to exist in theory and in fantasy novels, so in a way I was yanking Ra's chain.
"Indeed it is," Ra's replied with a nod of approval.
I looked at him in shock.
That was NOT the answer I was expecting.
This was getting too crazy, even for me.
But I guess most things in this Multiverse were crazy.
"What now?" I asked Ra's.
"Now? We begin the test," he said with an evil smile.
"What test?" I asked nervously.
"You see, I would like for you to become one of my Horsemen. You have great potential and I would like to recruit you," he explained.
My eyes widened in shock.
Another recruitment?
What the hell was wrong with all these people? Were their choices so limited that everyone wanted to recruit me?
Crap! This was getting too much, even for me.
I just wanted to get left alone for a while to just be me.
But at this point I didn't know who that was anymore.
Was I Jason Stark son of Tony Stark?
Was I an Avenger?
Was I a member of Team Arrow?
Was I a recruit for Novu?
Was I Ra's Horseman?
I was losing my identity.
"So, what is your answer boy?" asked Ra's interrupting my thoughts.
"Do I have a choice in the matter?" I asked.
"Not really," he replied, "So what do you say?"
Although it wasn't what I really wanted to do, I realized that this was a perfect opportunity for me to destroy the League from the inside.
But that meant I had to play along, so that I could get Ra's and Nyssa to trust me.
"I say yes," I reluctantly replied.
"Good. Then it's time," he said.
"Time for what?" I asked.
"The test!"
And Chapter 7 is done. I hope you guys enjoyed it.
As you can see, Ra's Al Ghul wants Jason to become one of his Horsemen. That part will cover a few more chapters.
And the Soul Stone is here. Obviously since it is here, when I do the Infinity War and Endgame story arcs, I will do something different.
And it will be explained in the sequel how Ra's acquired the Soul Stone.
And the two silver glowing blades which play a crucial role in the future. No spoilers from me though.
Next chapter, you will see what the test is.
Until next time, review, follow, faviroute, stay tuned and tell me what you thought of this chapter.
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