Disclaimer:Yeah, this is a Naruto/ Dc/ Slight Marvel X-over
True Mortal:Meaning Taskmaster belongs to Marvel and is no way our design, and Certain Marvel Characters may make appearances throughout the story, like it or not, it really doesn't matter to me.
Assassin Of Chaos:IT'S TRUE! HE HAS NO SOUL!
True Mortal:SHUT UP BEFORE I CUT YOU LEBEAU!
AOC:YOU AREN'T MAN ENOUGH!
Swordsman Of Kronos:This is getting old quickly.
Bane Of The Fallen:'S why I decided to stay out of it, and because I did, it's these two arguing and not me! Oh happy days!
True Mortal:NOW! Bane, meet me at the Dc Comics base, then the Marvel, and bring some old comics, a crowbar, some money, a bat, our comic replicas, a gun, and a sword or two.
BotF:WHAT? C'MON THAT- THAT'S NOT FUNNY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING! HEY, PUT THAT RIFLE DOWN! AND THE SWORD! AND THE COMICS! AND- GUYS, HELP!
AOC:Now you know what I go through you,'It ain't so bad you stupid Jackass'! SO, get out there and get the old timey comics back! And not the sucky age! Oh and tell 'em some of there work still rock, just not ALL OF IT! WHICH IT SHOULD!
BotF:GUYS! DAD! TRUE MORTAL! C'MON TRUE MORTAL? TRU- AW HERE IT GOES!
AOC:THAT'S MY LINE! BOTF GET YOUR SORRY ASS BACK HERE AND TAKE MY LINE BACK! DAMNIT, GET BACK HERE! TRUE MORTAL! YOU TOOK ALL OF MY LANTERN COMICS! THEY'RE ALL BADASS TOO! GET BACK HERE! AW HERE IT GOES!
Chapter 1:Pull The Trigger Part Two
Robin and Aqualad came to stand in front of a tank holding a boy sixteen or so years old. He had spiky white hair at the back of his head, trailing up into his spiky black hair from which two bangs hung down into his face, covering his closed eyes. On each cheek sat three, crude and jagged whisker like marks, seemingly formed from straight lines.
His facial features we defined and the face itself lacked any and all of its former baby fat. Jutting from his upper lips were dangerously sharp, canine teeth. The boy wore no shirt, showing his defined muscles taken from countless hours of training. Wrapped around his upper torso, however, was the black leather straps connecting one one silver ring in the middle of the young man's chest, a sword.
The sword's blade was black with double serrated edges painted white and coming up into a dangerous point. The sleek blade continued up into a silver connection that extended down into a metal, black leather wrapped, handle. The handle continued down into a black, demonic fox looking claw which clung heavily to a silver ball within its palm.
Wrapped around the man's waist was a, slightly, bulky black belt with silver connection boards behind it. The buckle was the same black as the rest but held a scarlet red square within itself. Hanging from the sides of the belt, very hazardously, were two newly government issued M1911 Pistols. He wore black military cargo like pants that fit perfectly. The pants went down to be tucked into black, steel toed, silver plated, army combat boots.
Clasped onto the tops of each side of the boots, extending down to his ankles, were jagged military, combat ready knives. The blades were black, obviously made for stealth mission, though made of a seemingly unknown metal. The blades extended down into black leather wrapped hilts which held silver skulls at the end.
The three teen stared at awe at the other within the room."Robin, hack." Aqualad ordered as Robin's attention came to him.
"Huh, Oh, Right." Walking to the Cadmus Computer, Robin placed a USB Drive cord into a connection before Four Red faced Robins came up over the bright word,'Password', before turning Green. Immediately, small printed words came onto the Cadmus screen as Robin began speaking once more, reading from his holographic like computer.
"Weapon Designation: Taskmaster. He was five when they found him before injecting him with an elaborate modification of the adrenal steroid cortisol designed to unlock the mind's potential. It, apparently gave him the ability to absorb knowledge instantly. The ability is linked to his muscle memory, allowing him to instantly replicate the physical movement of peak-level humans.
Cadmus, took advantage of that and have taken notice that he is an exceptional martial artist, mimicking Batman, Deathstroke, Lady Shiva, Catman, Someone named Chesire, and Richard Dragon. A skilled swordsman, mimicking Deathstroke, Brutale, some underground villains employed by Cadmus named Swordsman and Baron Zemo.
Additionally, he a master marksman, with skills ranging from Deathstroke, Deadshot and a dead war veteran named Frank Castle with guns. Green Arrow with bows and arrows. And a Cadmus hired mercenary who, supposedly, never misses, named Bullseye. It also states he displays a strenuously honed athletic ability, taken from Batman, Catwoman, Huntress, a man named Sportsmaster, and has the contortionist skills of Rag Doll."
"No way the League knows about this." Kid Flash spoke with a shake of his head as he realized that Robin was done. Robin opened his mouth, but Aqualad interfered, pointing up to the three gray creatures sitting above Taskmasters head.
"And these... Creatures?" The white haired teen intoned.
"G- Gnome morf gnomes. Telepathic. They're force feeding him and education besides his skills, currently working on deduction skills."
"And we can guess what else." Kid Flash interrupted,"They're making a slave out of... well... an innocent 'Kid'."
"Now we contact the League." Aqualad spoke as he pressed his Atlantian belt design, which glowed blue as Robin went through a few motions on his computer before speaking once again.
"No signal."
"We're in too deep... literally..." Kid Flash summed up with a grim look before looking over his shoulder towards the 'sleeping' teen for a while before speaking again,"This is wrong."
"We can't just leave him like this." Robin added to the red head's sentence, looking at Aqualad.
"... Set him free, do it." Aqualad gave Robin his order, as Robin's holo-computer came up. Typing quickly as he could, Robin looked over at the tank of the teen. Immediately, the tank opened, smoke billowing throughout the room. The teen's hand outstretched itself before clutching with a cracking sound, forcing Aqualad's eyes to narrow.
Quickly, the teen's eyes snapped open, showing that he had mismatched eyes. One was a blue slitted eye sitting on black sclera while the other was a red slitted eye sitting on black sclera. This action forced Aqualad's eyes to widen before Taskmaster dashed from his confinements before crashing into Aqualad, forcing the boy to grunt in pain. His fists quickly and heavily fell against Aqualad's face in a mad thrash.
"Woah, Hold on Taskey, we're on your side!" was called as Robin wrapped his arms around Taskmaster's neck and Kid Flash, his arm. Taskmater paid no heed as he brought Kid Flash forwards before sending the his elbow into the boy's face, sending him flying and crashing through a large amount of glass.
"I didn't want to do this!" Robin called as he slapped a smoke bomb onto Taskmaster's face which exploded a green fog coming from it before Taskmaster lashed out with a kick, landing it to Robin's temple as Aqualad sent his foot towards Taskmaster. The white/ black haired project of Cadmus caught the boy's foot without so much as little effort before swinging him to the side, allowing the young man to be swung to the side.
Robin jumped to his feet before allowing his tasers to connect with Taskmaster's bare chest. The young teen snarled, snatching the line and bringing Robin fourth for his elbow to smash into Robin's face before bringing his knee up to slam into the younger boys abdomen. Following this, Taskmaster wrapped his arms around Robin's neck before lifting the black haired teen into the air, before allowing hims to plummet down, back first, on his knee.
Standing to his feet, Taskmaster allowed his right foot to slam into Robin's chest. His foot added more pressure, seemingly to crush the boy's ribs before Aqualad rushed the young man, water hammer drawn."ENOUGH!" The hammer slammed into Taskmaster but only managed to send him stumbling backwards a few feet.
Aqualad helped Robin up where he moaned, holding his chest before falling back. Looking up as Taskmaster was already walking his way, he quickly stood, his hand outstretched as Taskmaster stopped."We are trying to help you!" Aqualad called out as Taskmaster narrowed his eyes.
"Help me?" He questioned with a raspy voice."I don't need your help. The way I see it, you need my help." Taskmaster shot back with a smirk as Aqualad narrowed his eyes at the teams former attacker.
"What are you saying?" Aqualad questioned as Taskmaster's smirk widened.
"I'm saying that I can help you out of here. Get you to safety. Hell, I could even help you set fire to this place if you wanted, which I'm sure you don't... But it all comes... at a price." At this, Kid Flash and Robin came to stand beside their friend.
"How... much...?" Kid Flash panted as he held himself up against Aqualad as Taskmaster shrugged.
"How much do you three have on you at the moment?" Taskmaster questioned as the three heroes looked to each other before Kid Flash answered.
"Dude, we're wearing spandex! How many heroes carry money in spandex!"
"... A lot." Taskmaster answered as he reached into his utility belt, withdrawing two pairs of brass tri knuckle claws, one extending straight down with sleek blades, the others jagged."Alright, I'll go ahead and do this, but you're going to owe me. Either my payment or a favor, it doesn't matter to me, either way, I win." With that, he allowed his brass knuckle claws to slice through the thick metal door before bursting from the room, leaving the others behind to rush after him.
Taskmaster immediately went after the Guardian, kicking him in his abdomen before slicing him across his helmeted face. The man cried out in pain before Taskmaster kicked him in his chest, sending the man falling backwards. Jumping forwards, he kicked a running Desmond to the floor. As the telekinetic like monster bowed to the teen before backing away, followed by the G-Gnomes. Taskmaster clucked his tongue before pointing to a doorway opposite him, ordering the teens that had found him.
"Go in there, it holds Project Kr. You might find it interesting." The team of boys looked at each other before shrugging, Aqualad leading the way as Kid Flash glanced over his shoulder suspiciously. Taskmaster watched the team leave before stomping on Desmond's leg, breaking it, as the man tried to scurry away. Taskmaster pulled off his right M1911 from his utility belt, before aiming it at the downed man.
"I owe you a lot of pain and a lot of agony, Desmond."
"P-Please. You won't kill me!"
"Want to make a bet? I'm a mercenary, it's what I do." At this, he pointed the gun at Desmond's head as the man snarled at him.
"YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I... AM... YOUR... CREATOR! YOU CAN'T-" His screaming was cut off as Taskmaster pulled the trigger of his gun, a loud shot resounding out as blood spewed from Desmond's skull. Smirking in victory, Taskmaster spat on his, now deceased, tormentor's corps. The team he had just recently sent in the room opposite him came rushing back out, followed by a Superman look alike clone.
"What was tha-" Robin's sentence was cut off as he noticed Desmond's corpse."What did you do! You can't just go around and kill someone! The League could have handled him! You-"
"There's no need to cry over spilled milk." Taskmaster shot at the boy-wonder who recoiled at the anger in his voice."Now, we need to get out of here. With two projects loose the die hard Cadmus Military are on their way. If they get here before we get out, or the League get here, you're not going to have any choice but to kill. Now gather up The Guardian and come on!" Taskmaster called to the team as he rushed forwards. Aqualad hefted The Guardian onto his right shoulder as he, Kid Flash, Robin, and the Superman Clone followed behind Taskmaster, albeit reluctantly.
Taskmaster led them directly to an elevator which he sliced the cable of with his claws as Kid Flash stepped forwards."Are you crazy! We needed that to, oh I don't know, get out of here!" Taskmaster smirked before grabbing him by the back of the head. Attaching cable from his utility belt to the backs of all those with him, he leapt into the air, connecting them to the still dangling, severed cable before his claws sank into the metal walls."Start climbing!" Taskmaster ordered, indicating to the form of mountain climbers as he scaled the walls with his claws.
It didn't take the newly awakened mercenary long to reach the floor level he was looking for before looking down, he smirked as he realized that the Superman Clone was scaling the walls of the elevator dragging the team members up with him. Pushing off of the wall, and leaving a giant dent, the blue eyed clone leapt the rest of the way to the floor, pulling himself, and the other boys, out to stand beside Taskmaster.
Said Teen Cadmus Project smirked once again before motioning the glaring team to follow him. The, unknown to the team, former blond rushed forwards, cutting a corner and coming face to face with the same squadron that had brought him to Cadmus. Smirking to the men, some of which wore black masks with white skeletal skulls printed onto them, he withdrew the sword on his back, holding it in a seemingly difficult stance.
"Taskmaster." The leader spoke as said teen smiled.
"Morons." With that, the Cadmus Military team released fire as Taskmaster rushed forwards. He made quick work of the leader as he knocked the bullets of the squadron away with his sword, slicing the man's head clean off. Sending his arm out, Taskmaster allowed his sword to bury itself into its next victim before removing three throwing knives from his utility belt, releasing them into the necks of three more men.
The men gurgled, falling to the floor as Taskmaster smirked, removing both of his M1911's before counting eight more men. The men seemed to cower at the sight of their fallen comrades before they turned their backs to him, rushing away. Taskmaster frowned, pulling the triggers of the M1911's, allowing their bullets to sail through the air and crash into his enemies, taking down three men. Retrieving the three throwing knives he had used, he sent them into the backs of three more men's skulls.
Picking his sword up, Taskmaster rushed forwards before sailing through the air, the sword's dangerous point slamming through the chests of two men as his waist sent the men stumbling to the ground, gurgling. Smirking, Taskmaster wiped his daggers clean on the deceased leader's clothes before placing them in their designated places, followed by his guns. Forcing the leader out of his vest and trenchcoat, he slipped them on. Wiping his sword clean on the next man, he made a slit through his new trenchcoat, allowing his sword to return to its resting place underneath it.
Forcing that same body up, he removed the follower's skull mask before allowing the body to drop and placing the mask on his head. Smirking behind it, he rushed from that hallway, stopping the team from entering it as Kid Flash observed him."New look?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever, dead end that way, follow me." With that, he rushed the opposite direction he had been going, coming to a gigantic spiraling staircase."At the top of this thing there'll be Cadmus Military. Chances are, they don't know I took the elevator out, they'll be waiting for us that way... We'll have the advantage for a moment, if you give me a two minute head start."
"Oh yeah? And why should we trust you, huh?"
"You shouldn't, I'm a mercenary, but at this point in time, you have no choice do you?"
"He is right. He has gotten us this far. Go, but do not deceive us." Aqualad answered as Taskmaster smirked.
"If I do, consider it my favor... " With that, he rushed up the spiraling staircase, leaving the other boys alone behind him. Immediately reaching the top, he was assaulted with the sight of dozens of military-like men standing with their backs to him.
Smirking, Taskmaster withdrew his sword silently before slashing through the air, allowing the serated edge to lop off the heads of at least five soldiers. Stabbing forwards, his swords went directly through two other soldiers as they finally became aware of him. Smirking wider, Taskmaster withdrew one of his ankle combat knives before slashing one of the men's thoats, stealing his AK-47. Immediately, he released fire, the bullets tearing through opponent after opponent as they fell to the ground screaming.
Still holding his Combat knife, he released it into the crossfire of bullets, it embedding itself into the forehead of one of the soldiers who stood still for a long while before dropping to the ground, dead. Withdrawing his swords from the two corpses bodies, as the AK-47 ran out of bullets, before sending it crashing into one of the men's heads. The man fell to the ground as the Sword left his skull. Swinging it around, the sword lodged itself deep into the chest of a man behind him.
Taking the sword out, he lopped off one last man's head before the other Cadmus Military men backed away, glaring dangerously at the teen mercenary. At that moment, the other boys came running up the spiraling staircase as Taskmaster smirked."Hey Super-Clone!" He called to the Superman clone who scowled at him.
"What?"
"Tear the building... down!" The clone gave no response before attacking one of the columns supporting the building. Tearing it out, he used it as a battering ram to slam into the other columns as the building rumbled dangerously before collapsing down upon everyone within, Taskmaster still smirking.
~Outside~
As the debris of the building of Cadmus sat, Taskmaster stood abroad, a brand new AK-47 attached to the back of his utility belt his hands guiding bullets to it, taken from the fallen bodies of his enemies, into pouches on his utility belt. Pieces of concrete moved as the other four boys came out, the three that had found him moaning in pain.
Taskmaster sat to the side, amused as he listened to the team of boys talk amongst themselves before the Justice League made their appearance, forcing Taskmaster to frown. Batman had immediately begun to intone how angry he was as Robin, as well as Kid Flash and Aqualad, stood up to their mentors, something that would have made him smirk at how stupid it sounded, if he hadn't been trying to remember a similar occurrence in his past.'What happened...? I... can't remember..." Shaking his head as Superman's clone finished the team's speak, all eyes came on him.
"What? You're putting me in with the Side-Kicks? As a hero? Sorry, been there, done that, too many times. I'm done with the whole 'I'm a hero here to save you for no apparent reason' deal. You want my help, you pay me. Speaking of which, I expect my payment soon, Side-Kicks." With that, he reached into his utility belt and produced four smoke bombs in between his fingers before throwing them to the ground, allowing a purple smoke to envelope him before he disappeared.
"Where'd he go?" Kid Flash questioned, put off by Taskmaster's bizarre show.
~On top of a roof, close by~
Taskmaster smirked behind his mask as he watched the heroes and their side-kicks from his perch, arms crossed."And so the legend of Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze..." He spoke, aiming his M1911 pistols at the men and women below before returning them to his belt,"... Begins again."
True Mortal:And done.
AOC:WHERE'S MY COMICS!
BotF:THOSE POOR COMIC WRITERS! THEY HAD NO CHANCE!
SofK:This is so stupid.
True Mortal:Agreed.
AOC:HEY! DON'T YOU GO-
True Mortal:SHUT UP! Now... meet me in San Fran Sciscy wit' some Liqa and a bulldozer.
BotF:WHY ARE YOU TALKING IN THAT ACCENT! TRUE MORTAL! SAN FRAN SCISCO? LIQUOR? YOU'RE TOO YOUNG! AND A BULLDOZER? GET BACK HERE! TRUE MORTAL! TRUE MORTAL! GET BACK HERE! NO- AW HERE IT-
AOC:NO! SHUT UP! Now... everyone out there ready...? Alright, good... AW, HERE IT GOES!