A/N: This chapter is really just a retelling of the past chapter from the multiple P.O.V. of the assassins. And a to say that I'm going to be extremely busy for the next two weeks.

And outside of one instance P.O.V. does not stand for 'Pool-o-Vision'

Thank you for reading and enjoy.

Chapter VI.v: Assassins Sight

-March 22nd 1999 The Yashida Estate, Agarashima, Miyago prefecture 5:05am

Lady Deathstrike:

The Yashida clan had been gathering strength for decades with their enterprises intruding on greatly on Oyama Heavy Industries profits, but that wasn't why she was there waiting for an opening in their ancestral home, evidence had been supplied by her employer about the Yashida's interest with adamantium before and during Shingen's reign drew her in, the fact that the current head had nearly been married to the man that stole her fathers legacy were what made her stay. The tower that rose from the side of the mountain was impenetrable but the estate that it shadowed had many openings she was just waiting for the right one to present itself. At exactly 5:08am the guard left the wall and like a small wave ten men clad in black and red began the infiltration. Their mission was simple… weaken the clan enough for her employer to siege the estate, and in in a moment of lucidity the fool mercenary had suggested something rather brilliant, what would work as a better diversion and a crippler than plastic explosive. She hoped Logan would be there when they detonated the bombs, just to watch him cradle Mariko Yashida as she slowly bled to death before ripping her birth right from his bones. With the explosives in place, she decided to observe who she would have to thank for the most splendid opportunity.

With practiced grace she made her way to the bustling courtyard, she watched quietly as the guards surrounded two figures one she knew through prior dealing his name was Keniuchio Harada, Shingen's bastard son, he wore his bright silver armor but was clear that he was bleeding. Then she saw HER and her blood went cold. She was scantly dressed just in a bloody hospital gown that revealed much of her chalk white skin, tattoos adorned her face but what truly surprised her were those utterly familiar claws, a quick scan from her wrist band had confirmed her fears, Logan had used her father technology to empower one of his offspring. Her entire skeletal structure was bonded to the precious metal. It took all her will not to jump down there and slaughter every single thief under Mariko's employ, then kill the girl. Her hands cut into the roof tiles quickly sinking through them. Mariko quickly parted the crowd so she stayed, She watched Keniuchio's outburst and observed how the girl face barely ever shifted its expression, she watched as the abomination calculated her chances of survival against the number of guards, she analyzed the slightest changes in body language and came to a conclusion found satisfactory, the girl was a warrior, not one that deserved respect by any means but more man than the beast her father was. For her services She would give the girl a quick death.

Before she was noticed Yuriko jumped away, escaping the place of that would become the Wolverines grave.

-March 22nd 1999 Agarashima City, Miyago Prefecture 2:12pm

Black Mamba:

She stood over another guard corpse, with knee high boots and her black shoulderless dress that parted down her chest. She was so disappointed with the job, the promise of a challenge had been what had brought her across the Pacific Ocean, of course the price her employer had on any of Yashida clan wasn't a bad draw in either, but these guards tasted so… bland. Her tendrils disentangled themselves from the last of the so-called professionals, his last breaths were a euphoric cry for his beloved. Once more the world had given her had given her another tasteless meal. She slowly walked over their corpses towards the window, the ferry carrying the Yashida heir drifted slowly by. It was an ugly rusted green ship. If all went well they would have the girl by sundown and their employer would pleased, in which the Assassin's guild would get a substantial bonus in payment. Bella Donna would hopefully give her something more interesting to do.

Domino:

She was surprised when she walked past her daughter without so much as a glance, but she had seen the fear in the girls eyes, it was so deeply ingrained in grained in her very being, she was a far cry of the girl she fought on the back road that danced around her bullets and nearly skewered her. Domino just continued to walk to the back of the old ferry, ignoring that awkward sense of responsibility she usually just waved at as they passed. Her left hand dug into her pocket as she searched for the silver pendant, the small seemingly insignificant trinket that she had left to the girl she had given birth to. This would be the point where her mind would rationalize her decision to leave the girl in London, but knew well enough that it wasn't the time or place, she had a mission which she was getting paid for… hopefully.

She watched the Yashida girl pull her closer to her and whisper something in her ear, the girl pulled herself away slowly but sternly. The duo stop soon came and her role as tracker would be put test. She pushed the button on her communicator alerting Daken of their targets growing proximity. Domino decided that it would be best if she followed, just to make sure her kid didn't do anything too stupid She tipped as she left making sure keep herself up wind to avoid sending.

Domino suddenly stopped… she realized something disturbed her a bit… "I don't even know her name…"

Daken:

He was smirking. For months he had followed the Yashida girl learning her habits, he was going to wait for the opportune moment when the clan would be at its most exposed before taking the girl but Matsu'o was becoming very impatient with his progress or in the mans opinion lack there of. It didn't really bother him in the slightest, in fact the man's rash actions had accelerated events quicker than he had originally anticipated, and for that he was grateful.

He stood watching the arcade entrance till he saw Kirika duck in with her companion seemingly frozen at the door. A minute passed, then two and she stayed motionless with the glass door pressed to her side. Out of sheer curiosity he decided to see what was wrong with the stranger and take them out. Seeing as she wouldn't be moving Akihiro walked over calmly pumping out soothing pheromones to make her complacent but suppressed his natural scent. He placed a hand on her shoulder, she reacted instantly ice blue eyes were on his face. He smiled as her shoulders relaxed [Are you alright?] he asked. He never got his answer, an open palm sent hi stumbling back, as he fell into the water his skull impacted a floating wooden plank disorienting him. When he came to he was at the bottom of the shallow water his right leg stuck under between two rocks; the need for air became an always growing concern. He twisted his leg until he felt it pop out of place, years of training had helped stop himself from crying out and with one violent tug he pilled his leg free. If Akihiro had to thank his father for one thing it would be his healing factor, his leg fixed itself quickly allowing him to use the floor to launch himself out of the water. As soon as his feet met the wooden side walk he rushed into the arcade, his nose was rendered useless by the sea water and the smell of his own blood. He made his way across the arcade to the back entrance where he was certain the Yashida girl and that bitch had escaped through.

Akihiro's sense of smell slowly returned to him as he grew closer to his target. He spotted Creed following them from the rooftops killing look outs as he came by them. The wind shifted making it harder for him to track. An urge to look at his wrist watch pushed him to grin. In less than a minute the plan was to be executed. The explosives detonated, but before he could actually celebrate Creeds body fell from three stories and landed on top of him, snapping every bone in his body.

Deadpool:

"Reader, you're probably wondering what just happened. Am I right? Well let me just say: You want the truth? Well.. YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!" He shouted from his beach chair while waiving Dom's sniper rifle. "Okay, Okay, that was a lie… long story short… I just blew Sabes face off, as any responsible godfather should do when their probably goddaughter is in danger. You see, I was clever I waited for the explosion to cover my shot. This will help me in my ultimate goal… to have Wolverine finally accept that, I, Wade Wilson, the Merc with a mouth, kicker of the Beyonder's ass, am the best of his bro's and we will finally have real super-friend team up!"

While the heroic Deadpool continued his rant about his hopes and dreams, he inspired those around him to follow the path of Poolightenment, and his maybe goddaughter rode into the sunset escaping her pursuers… for now…

A/N: Good luck, everybody and as always. Review and PM to share your opinions and possible parings… on second thought PM the pairings.