Disclaimer:Yeah we're back.
True Mortal:SO... I threw a curve ball last chapter, starting off the same as the one before last...
Assassin Of Chaos:JACKASS!
True Mortal:I KNOW YOU ARE BUT WHAT AM I!
AOC:NEH!
True Mortal:NEH!
AOC:NEH!
True Mortal:NEH!
Swordsman Of Kronos:SHUT UP!
Bane Of The Fallen:... That was kinda... Harsh...
SofK:I don't care, I just want this chapter started...
True Mortal:Then... Um... BURY ME WITH ME GUNS!
AOC:AW, HERE IT GOES!
Chapter 9:From The Loss Of One
Naruto sighed as he laid his back against his bar, a beer in his hand as he observed all of those within the bar. Taking a swig of his beer, Naruto stood up off of his bar stool, his friend Roy entering the bar with a smirk."Why is it that every time you're in your bar you have a beer in your hand?" Roy questioned, clearly not serious.
"The same reason you do." Naruto replied as he downed the rest of his beer,"So you ready to do the mission?" At this, Roy sighed, shrugging his shoulders at Naruto.
"As ready as I will be to do this. So... are you sure you don't want to just get two weapons from the same exhibit? I mean, it'd be easier."
"Yeah, but I fought that psycho Deadpool... I think I should be allowed to choose two different based weapons." Naruto replied as Artemis stealthfully entered the bar, his mission suit already prepared. Nodding to her, Naruto and Roy quickly took turns changing into their suits, Naruto wearing a slightly updated version of his Stealth suit, having plates on the backs of his gloves now as well as a newer, black, AK-47.
Walking outside of the Bar, the three mounting Red Arrow's and Taskmaster's Harley's, Artemis on the back of Taskmaster's. The two revved their engines after starting them, backing out from the bar before shooting off into the night of the city."So you're sure that Young Justice and The Justice League are busy?" Taskmaster questioned Artemis as he and Red Arrow swerved into an alley.
"Perfectly." Nodding, the three unmounted the Harley's before Taskmaster fired a grappling gun, zipping up the side of a brick building with Artemis, followed by Red Arrow. The three walked to the Edge of the building, Taskmaster using a pair of small binoculars from his utility belt to observe the Museum Of Natural Weapons below.
"There are two guards placed at the front door, five on each sides, and three on the top of the building." Taskmaster spoke to his teammates who nodded before he snuck to the edge of the rooftop, laying low to avoid being seen as he removed a familiar small circular device from his utility belt, placing it over his eye as his right side Beretta found its way to his hand. Aiming at those on the rooftop, the object on his eye making a soft, whirring noise, Taskmaster fired his silenced Beretta, the bullet flying through the air, piercing through one of the guards heads before it escaped, burying itself in the second guard's chest as Red Arrow allowed a black arrow to pierce into the third's head.
The three guards slumped down onto the glass rooftop of the Museum, their blood staining the glass in a color that would have been beautiful if it hadn't have been blood. Nodding to his teammates, Taskmaster fired a military wire which attached itself to the museum across from them. Nodding, The three mercenaries made attachments to the wire, sliding across, Taskmaster sniping the two guards at the front of the museum. Reaching the top, Artemis and Red Arrow made quick work of the guards on the side of the building.
Smirking, Naruto walked forwards, slicing a hole in the top of the glass, careful to remove the piece to keep it from falling into the museum. Lowering himself, Taskmaster tucked and rolled himself into the museum, leaving his two teammates behind as he rushed forwards into the dimly lit building, Beretta drawn. Smirking, Taskmaster cut around the corner, silently gunning down two guards before running back down the hallway. Coming to a corner, he ducked down, peering out from behind it and looking around the corner, smirking as he saw the road to his destination filled with red lasers. Jumping forwards, he dived just over the first laser, following it up by sliding under two more.
Kicking himself up, Taskmaster's legs went straight over another, before bringing itself down under the last red lasers. Smirking, Taskmaster brought his upper body up before bringing it down, his head going down to his ankles in a way that seemed would be impossible before lowering his knees, pushing himself through under the red lasers in a way that seemed too eerily similar to that of Ragdoll. As he brought himself out of the impossible stretch, Taskmaster came to stand in front of his prize. Smirking, he withdrew a dagger before cutting a small hole in the glass of its display case. Bringing the weapon out of the glass, Taskmaster observed it.
The weapons was a sword slash spear mashup which was thirty inches long. It had the curved handle and length of a sword. At the very end of the handle was a golden round cap off with small little designs engraved into it just shy about an inch from the handle. The handle itself was wrapped in black leather, extending up into more gold, this traveling on much farther than the leather, up unto the point where the blade came in. The blade was that of a spear, the blades seemingly sharp enough to cut you by just barely running your hands along the edges and came into a dangerous point. Engraved into the blade was a strange design(See Nuada Spear, Hellboy Golden Army).
Swinging the weapon, it extended into that of a long spear. Smirking as it reverted back into its original size,cracking his neck, Taskmaster attached the weapon onto his back before quickly exiting the room the same way he had entered. Looking both ways, Taskmaster rushed farther down the hallway he stood in before cutting another corner, coming face to face with five guards, all of which eyes widened upon seeing him. Cursing himself, Taskmaster quickly withdrew his new AK-47, allowing its bullets to fly through the air with deadly accuracy, the guards of the museum falling back against the walls of the place, their blood smearing over them.
Smirking, Taskmaster continued on down the hallway, taking more care of avoiding guards as his gun had alerted them. Finally reaching the display room he had been looking for, Taskmaster groaned to himself as he found himself staring down even more red lasers then the last time. Walking forwards, Taskmaster bent down to where his body slid between two of the lasers before bringing himself onto his head, his feet coming over and through that of two sideway lasers before bringing his body out through them.
Following this, Taskmaster forced himself to backflip over another wire, coming short of a second, before landing, his neck three inches from a laser. With that, Taskmaster bent over backwards, preforming a backwards handstand before bringing his body back to form a slight 'n' shape. Smirking, Taskmaster brought himself up out of the state before swirling around at the sound of clapping finding Ca-
"DEADPOOL!"... Apparently the Merc with the Mouth Deadpool..."Damn straight!" Taskmaster snarled at the red and black dressed mercenary, his right eye twitching wildly.
"What are you doing here!" Taskmaster snarled as Deadpool shrugged.
"Well, the story seems to be going too slow and doesn't have badass battle so I figured, Why not the fan favorite, DEADPOOL! Now c'mon, let's give all the readers PART DOSE OF OUR BATTLE!" Growling, Taskmaster smashed the display case to the second weapon that he had chosen for himself before removing it, showing it to the world with all of its glory. The sword had an ornately etched base, and appeared to be modeled after the German Großes Messer (lit. "Great Knife"), but its most unique feature is that it had been specially customized with a motorcycle-like gear shift which, when pulled, sprayed a flammable propellant across the blade and opponent, greatly increasing the power of its blows(See Red Queen, Devil May Cry).
"HEY! WHY DOES HE GET NEW WEAPON'S!" Deadpool screamed before Taskmaster rushed forwards, diving his way through the lasers before lurching forwards, his new sword clashing against those of Deadpool."Oooohhh, Nice shot! Did you see those sparks fly?" Deadpool questioned before Taskmaster kicked Deadpool in his abdomen, sending him stumbling backwards. Jumping into the air, Taskmaster's knees implanted themselves in Deadpool's chest before Taskmaster's new swords pierced itself through Deadpool's back and out of his stomach.
Smirking, Taskmaster flipped off of Deadpool as said Merc growled, wailing his arms in a similar manner that of a child who didn't get what they wanted would."DO YOU READERS SEE WHAT I GO THROUGH! EVERY FIGHT, I GET SHOT, STABBED, THEN SHOT AGAIN AND AGAIN AN AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND-"
"SHUT UP!" Taskmaster screamed as he withdrew the Spear from his back, swinging it to where it once again enlongated itself. Cracking his neck, Deadpool ripped the sword from his gut, throwing it to Taskmaster who caught it before sheathing it. Spinning on his heel, Deadpool looked away from Taskmaster, seemingly at nothing.
"Now pay attention dear readers who are my die loyal fans even if they don't know it for this is when I reek my vengeance for the battle so long lost to-" The Merc with the Mouth's sentence was cut short as Taskmaster crashed into him, sending him stumbling forwards before Taskmaster placed a perfect kick to Deadpool's face as the man stumbled backwards."MY FACE! MY FACE! DID YOU SEE THAT FANGIRLS! HE KICKED ME IN MY PERFECT FACE! FOR THIS YOU MUST PAY... FOURTY BUCKS!"
Taskmaster growled as he swung his spear around his head, striking out and knocking Deadpool's sword from his grip. Deadpool lurched forwards, his second sword coming to reverberate off of Taskmaster's spear. Swinging the weapons in a circle, Taskmaster sent Deadpool stumbling to the side before delivering him a round house kick. Deadpool stumbled back. Taskmaster smirked as he lashed out, once again lopping off Deadpool's arm."Again? Dude! That is so not cool!" Deadpool called as he kicked Taskmaster away.
Stomping forwards, Deadpool jumped into the air, bringing his feet down onto Taskmaster's spine. Deadpool's opponent grunted in pain before spinning out from under his feet, kicking him in his abdomen-"You know what? You're doing a terrible job on this! Give me that laptop, no, give here, MOVE! And following this, Deadpool swing around, kicking his loser of an opponent Taskmaster in the face before-"
Deadpool decided to preform a hostile takeover before Taskmaster wrapped his arms around his neck, trying to choke the life out of his opponent, one more. In a scene oddly similar to their last encounter, Deadpool flailed his arms about in exaggeration screaming,"I CAN'T BREATH!" Foreseeing Deadpool once again trying to flip him over his shoulder, Taskmaster instead took the one armed mercs legs out from under him, slinging his spear dangerously close to beheading Deadpool."HEY! WOAH! That's my money maker, I can't sell comics without my fac-"
Crying out in annoyance, Taskmaster slammed the blunt edge of his sword into the face of Deadpool who stumbled backwards."I hate you you mother fucking psycho!" Taskmaster called out as he stalked forwards before wrapping his hands around Deadpool's neck. The man choked as Taskmaster actually began forcing him to lose air before kicking the man away.
"You know what I hate?" Deadpool questioned as he rubbed his sore neck."Babies! Rock a by BANG!" Punctuating his sentence, Deadpool shot Taskmaster in his abdomen with one of his guns before rushing to where his, seemingly, forgotten arm laid-"Yeah right, you just like seeing me without my frickin' arm! Now... how did that read say this thing went? Is that- Oh my Golden Girls! IT'S BACKWARDS! MY ARM IS BACKWARDS!" The merc called out before looking around wildly, Taskmaster still trying to recover from his gun shot.
"Do any of you readers know how to fix this? Aw c'mon, you have to know something! HEY, YOU! OLD LADY IN THE BACK THERE! HOW DO YOU FIX THIS! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW! WHY I HAVE HALF A MIND TO- What's that little boy? I just gotta cut it off and reattach it? If you say so-" Reaching to his sword, the form of Taskmaster watched as Deadpool sliced his arm off once again before yelping in pain."THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA! WHY DID- Hey, it worked! Th-" The, seemingly, insane man's ramblings were cut off as Taskmaster's foot crashed into his face, sending him stumbling backwards in pain before hitting a button behind him, an alarm going off in the museum as a look of rage took over Taskmaster's face.
"... It's times like this I wish I still had my Moped... Hey writer, there any chance you can pop me on up..?"... There wasn't as Taskmaster lurched forwards, burying the tip of his spear in Deadpool's chest before ripping it to the side, the blade tearing out and another growing in its place. Smirking, Taskmaster saluted the man in front of him with his middle finger before rushing off down the hallway the battle had occurred in, his right hand clutching his gun wound.
Deadpool looked down, observing the glinting object that had buried itself in his chest."HEY! YOU LEFT THIS DOO HICKEY BEHIND! DON'T YOU- Ah forget it, it's shiny any way!" With that, Deadpool reached for the item, grunting in pain as it dug itself deeper into his chest."OW! What was that? That hur- Ohhhh, Shiny! Huh, What's that reader? You say I shouldn't touch it and that I should make my super awesome badass never go back chimichanga Deadpool esca-"
~With Taskmaster~
Taskaster grunted as he reached the spot where he had entered the museum, Artemis and Red Arrow lowering him down a rope that he grabbed a hold of before he was hoisted back up onto the rooftop. Immediately, Artemis noticed his bleeding wound as Taskmaster coughed, a look of worry coming onto her face."Are you alright?" Artemis questioned as she placed her hand over Taskmaster's,which covered his wound.
"I'm fine, but we need to get out of here! That idiot Deadpool triggered an alarm in-"
"Wait, wait, wait, That psycho Deadpool did this to you?" Artemis ground out, an angry look on her face before she helped him up."Come on, we have to go."
"Right." With that, the three skimmed back across their wire, reaching the other rooftop before scaling down the side and reaching their Harley's...
~A short time later, Artemis' House~
Artemis sat with a worried look as Naruto moved restlessly in her bed, sweat dripping from his face as his teeth clenched and grinded themselves. Sighing, Artemis made a soft mat on the floor by the bed. Looking over at Naruto, taking his pained features in before placing a kiss on his forehead, unknown to the black/ white haired boy before laying down at the foot of her bed, Closing her eyes and allowing sleep to overtake her...
True Mortal:Next time, The Nightmare Of Dreams which goes through bringing the Kyuubi back into the picture(Slightly) and How Artemis met Naruto... Or does it, Mwhahahahaha, no seriously I don't know yet, I just like the title.
AOC:AW, HERE IT GOES!
True Mortal:BURY ME WITH MY GUN!