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"Reaper." normal speech

"Reaper." thougnt/mind speak

Chapter 2

"Hello everyone and welcome to Carson's Corner," said a brown haired man wearing a navy blue suit and blood red tie as he walked into the spotlight of the stage, "I am Jacobs Carson and with me today is none other than the ever-so talented Mr. Fox himself, Naruto Wilson!" The lights slowly lit up to show a mahogany oak desk and two red leather chairs, and sitting in one of the chairs was a young man with spikey blonde hair wearing an ivory black suit. Jacobs sat in the chair behind the desk before turning towards the blonde haired man.

"Mr. Naruto Wilson himself folks," said Jacobs with a bright smile, "He is one of the most youngest, if not THE youngest, and most talented 19-year-old in America: former professional MMA fighter, award-winning actor (who performs his own stunts and much more), and master of the multilingual lingo! He is indeed the REAL Fantastic Mr. Fox!" Naruto gave a quick and professional wave to the crowd along with a smile. "So, Mr. Wilson," Jacobs asked with enthusiasm, "How is it that someone so young as yourself became such talented individual?"

"Well, Carson-san," said Naruto as he kept his smile, "my adopted father once told me that I just cannot stick to one talent…"

Flashback

Young 13-year-old Naruto was deflecting sword blows from Deathstroke while shooting a small Uzi at a cutout of Batman. "How the HELL is THIS supposed to teach me about how to fight Bat-Teme!" Naruto cried out as he tried to keep the Uzi's sight on the Batman cutout. "You must not rely on blade and gun alone; you cannot stick to one talent! That will just lead you to your DEATH!"

Flashback End

"…after that, I applied myself in my education," Naruto continued as he leaned back in his seat, "which of course aided me in learning about the many cultures along with the languages. Aside from my native Japanese language, I then learn English from my father, Spanish, French, German, Russian, and even a touch of Arabic. The many language classes had helped me with my travels around the world…"

Flashback

A Russian millionaire was lounging in his library as he rang a small bell before a young teen with slicked back blonde hair bringing in a small box of cigars along a bottle of the finest wine and an empty glass. "(Cigar or wine, Mr. Dokosteiv?)" asked the teen in Russian as Mr. Dokosteiv pointed to the box. The teen prepared the cigar and handed it to the man before lighting it. "(Wine for later, Sir?)"asked the teen before the man in the chair waved him off for him to leave, "(Very well, Sir.)"

It wasn't until four days later that Russian oil tycoon, Ivan Dokosteiv, was found dead in his library and the body of a young blonde teen was found dead with a fatal head wound in a nearby alley. No one had paid attention to a man in multiple raggedy coats as he said, "Too easy."

Flashback End

"I have even spent some of my free time learning different forms of martial arts," Naruto continued as he brought a hand to his chin, "and of course all that training had indeed strengthen my body, but some actors are saying that I'm own bodyguard." Naruto rubbed his face as he looked at the crowd as he then said, "Of course, sorry to say ladies, this beautiful face has taken quite the few hits…"

Flashback

15-year-old Naruto laid on the floor, beaten and bruised, after a long training session of nothing but Deathstroke using so many different forms of martial arts. "Dijew really have to bea' de' crap out'a me?" Naruto asked through his swollen face and lips. Deathstroke crouched over the blonde and said, "Did you really think that I would try and kill my own apprentice. I'm hurt, son. Now get up and go through the stances I showed you!" Naruto slowly got to his feet and began training as he mentally called his father/mentor a one-eyed sadist.

Flashback End

"So that sort of explains my many talents, Mr. Carson," Naruto finished as he turned his attention to the show's host. "Wow," said Jacobs as he looked at the audience, "when I was his age, I was just getting by my second year of college." The audience laughed at the cheap joke before Jacobs put his hands up to silence the audience. "So, Mr. Wilson," Jacobs asked with a small smile, "having met the amazing members of the Justice League yourself, do you have a few words for our audience on your ideas about these great superheroes?"

The blonde was silent for a bit before he chuckled. "Well, Mr. Carson," Naruto began, hiding a coy smile, "all I can say about the Justice League is that I thank them for aiding not only our boys in blue, but our military as well in handling some of the more dangerous criminals, but I would also like to add that they should let some of our law enforcers and military men at least handle some of the weaker criminals." Naruto saw the small, uncomfortable look on Jacobs's face before he then said, "Now, I am in no way saying that the Justice League should just sit back and wait, but instead, let our hardworking police force and military handle the less serious problems. True that the proud members of the Justice League had handled the criminals that our hard working men and women cannot handle, such as Poison Ivy, Giganta, and occasionally Bizarro, but I sometimes see them stopping common thugs and punks while our boys in blue are still after them." Jacobs chuckled nervously as he then asked, "You…you really don't mean that…do you Mr. Wilson?"

"Now, now, Mr. Carson," said Naruto with a hurt voice, "you are misunderstanding me. True that the Justice League ARE saving lives…but they themselves cannot deal with ALL crime as that would put our hardworking officers out of a job with, at times, nowhere else to go." Naruto then leaned forward as he then said, "To me…some of those…heroes…take things just a taaad bit too far. Batman, for example, beats all forms of criminals all shades of black and blue before hanging them upside down by their ankles. Now I'm no medical expert, but wouldn't hanging someone who had been beaten till they are black and blue upside down cause further injury to the brain?"

"Well folks it's time for a commercial break!" said Jacobs as he quickly stood up from his seat, "Stay tuned and we'll talk more with Mr. Wilson right after the break, here at Carson's Corner!"

Diana Prince, Wonder Woman to the public, was in her room after grabbing a few snacks as she decided to watch Carson's Corner with Helena Bertinelli and Dinah Lance at the insistence of both women. I can't believe what that Naruto guy is saying about us, Wonder Woman thought as she had even seen the boy up close, still…what is his problem with Bruce? "Due to an unfortunate incident backstage, Carson's Corner will not continue as programmed," said the television, getting all three women's attention. "WHAT?!" cried Helena and Dinah in shock of their favorite show being interrupted, "How could they NOT finish Carson's Corner?!"

"Calm down you two," said Wonder Woman as she rolled her eyes, annoyed by the two heroines attitude, "it's just a television show." Helena and Dinah looked at Wonder Woman with angered looks as Dinah said, "Just…a show? Carson's Corner is NOT just a show as Jacobs Carson had so many legends on stage with him: Morgan Freeman, Johnny Depp, even Sam Elliot of all legends!" I hope there's a bad guy for us to catch soon, Wonder Woman thought as she listened to her two colleagues list off the many other pointless trivia of that stupid show, Probably best that Themyscira didn't have this kind of stuff.

A week had passed as Deathstroke was looking at the newspaper as the door opened to reveal Naruto Wilson, who was sporting a few small bruises, entering his lair. "Talk-Show Host, Jacobs Carson, arrest for assault on a celebrity, and both drug possession AND usage," said Deathstroke as his eye never left the paper, "sounds like you're slacking off." Naruto sat in the chair in front of Deathstroke and poured himself some grape wine and said, "Oh please, Deathstroke-sama, those were self-inflicted wounds as I wanted to send a message to our 'proud heroes of the Justice League' and let them know of the truth of even trying to be a hero."

Slade lowered the paper as he watched his adoptive son take a sip from the glass of wine. It has been twelve years since the boy was placed under his wing as a son and as an apprentice. The assassin was amazed at how fast the kid learns as Naruto was a prodigy to even outwit expert chess and shogi players at the age of ten and he took martial arts like a fish to water, even after a few one-sided beatings. Swordsmanship was even practical as the blonde had even admitted that thanks to the woman who sired him, sword fighting was in his blood. Slade soon found himself seeing the boy as a son much more than Batman's own apprentice, Robin, and Naruto just had that aura about him that told the assassin that this boy needed the kind and stern love that only a father could give him. Yes, in all his years, Slade Wilson could truly say that he was happy to have brought Naruto under his wing.

"Aren't you too young to be drinking alcohol?" Deathstroke asked as he placed the newspaper on the table. "A year and a half later you'll be joining me," Naruto countered after taking another drink, "Then again, we already shared a drink after my first political assassination. That one was one of my best kills yet." A chuckled escaped the masked man's throat as he remembered that day as Naruto was so nervous, even after performing such an amazing job as he killed an important political member in Bialya with such professional ease. "I only shared that drink with a 14-year-old because I was so damn proud of my son and apprentice," Deathstroke countered with a small smirk behind his mask. And I was never more prouder since that day, Deathstroke mentally added as he sent that 'Deathstroke Glare' that Naruto calls it, my son.

"Might as well make that drink last," said Deathstroke as he then pulled out a box, "because it's time." Naruto nearly choked on the wine, but careful enough to not spill any of it, as he saw the box Deathstroke slid towards him. "R-really?" Naruto asked as he had a feeling of what was inside the box, "You really think I'm ready?" Deathstroke nodded before Naruto picked up the box and headed towards his room to open it, with his mentor knowing that the blonde was going to love the little graduation gift. The sounds of boots clicking on the floor was soon heard as Deathstroke had removed his mask to drink his own glass of grape wine. "Well, Deathstroke-sama," Naruto asked as he gave his mentor a stoic, yet menacing, stare, "what do you think?"

"I think," Deathstroke said as he sent a smirk towards his apprentice, "you're ready for your first solo act…Reaper."

Night had fallen in Metropolis and Justice League members, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, and Superman were fighting off Giganta and Livewire. "I thought we've taken care of the both of them the LAST time!" Green Lantern, John Stewart, said as he tried to trap Livewire but the electric woman kept jumping from one electrical device to another, "Hold still!" Superman flew towards the giant woman and gave her a quick uppercut to the jaw, sending Giganta tumbling backwards. "Time we finish this," said Wonder Woman before a figure in a raggedy black cloak and face mask over a tannish skull mask stood in her way, "Get out of here; it's too dangerous!"

"I know," said the figure with a distorted voice as he pulled out a pistol and aimed at Wonder Woman's face, "Name's Reaper and I'm sort of new in town. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to kick Super-teme's ass for hitting such a beautiful woman." Before Reaper could move, Wonder Woman quickly subdued him with his arms behind her back. "Agh, jeeze!" said Reaper as he grunted in pain, "Never thought that Wonder Woman would be the dominatrix type. Hope you like some pain yourself." Before she could question what the hooded figure had meant, Wonder Woman soon found her eyes burning from a hidden compartment that shot mace in her eyes.

Using the heroine's pain to his advantage, Reaper quickly gave her a powerful headbutt before punching her hard in the gut. "Don't be mad at me," said Reaper as he held a small syringe, "I'm just helping two ladies in distress." Diana felt the needle jab into her arm before she began to feel dizzy. "This is only a slow acting and harmless concoction I created should I ever be asked to make others suffer," said Reaper as he removed the bracers on the heroine's arms, "I'm not going to kill you right now like some amateur. No…you're insurance."

Green Lantern had just incased the two women inside of a sphere as he and Superman flew up towards one of the buildings. "I wonder where Diana is," Superman asked before he and John saw a figure holding Wonder Woman with his arm around her neck as he pointed a gun at the heroine's head. "Wonder Woman!" said Green Lantern as he was about to charge when a gunshot rang through the air. "I wouldn't move if I were the two of you," said the figure he held the gun in the air before pressing the hot barrel near Wonder Woman's temple, getting a pained wince from the woman, "One wrong move and we'll be having our own biology class involving remnants of a human brain…or…" The two superheroes saw the figure move the gun to the side of Wonder Woman's waist. "Or she will never have children again," said the figure as he glared at the two heroes, challenging them.

"What do you want?" Superman asked as he saw Wonder Woman acting weakened. "Simple," said the figure with his disguised voice at he motioned to the two captured villainesses in Green Lantern's sphere, "You let me and those two ladies leave and I'll give you back your precious hime here…alive. To prove that I'm not bluffing about hurting her." The figure quickly shot Wonder Woman in the foot as the heroine let out a cry of pain before feeling the gun against her head. "I'm not going to ask again," said the figure with his glare still on Superman and Green Lantern, "let those two go with me, and I'll spare Diana's life."

"Why are you helping these two?" John asked as he wanted to try and reason with this figure, "They're criminals!" Silence was heard as the two heroes felt a chill down there spines from the hardened glare on the figure's eyes. "You call them criminals?" the figure asked as he looked at the imprisoned women, "Do you not understand that you are doing far more harm than good? Let me ask you this: What makes a hero?"

"The want to protect innocent lives," both men answered at the same time before John added, "and stopping criminals like these two." The figure looked at the two before he said, "Typical and predictable, but I asked you what makes a hero, not the reasons. You heroes always believed that by stopping a few criminals, crime will go down. That's a load of bullshit if you ask me." John held his free arm to motion Superman to not rush in as the figure then said, "If you really want to stop evil, then blood must be shed by the hero's hands as throwing the more dangerous criminals in jail will never stop them, just hold them back. I have always believed in the idea that one man's justice is another man's injustice as that has always rang true in my heart and soul."

"You actually expect us to kill these criminals?" Superman asked as Livewire had a frightened look on her face, "We will never lower ourselves to their level!" A sigh was heard as the figure said, "Again, a typical and predictable answer from a hero. Haven't you ever wondered how their lives were ruined by your actions; Leslie would believe me as you could have prevented that accident that brought her to where she is now." John sneered as he then asked, "What did you mean by 'One man's justice is Another Man's injustice'?" The figure kept his glare on both heroes as he then said, "Even if you stop one crime, two more will just happen without you knowing of it. You throw a bad guy in jail here while miles away from here, a woman is about to be raped and a kidnapped child is about to be sold to a powerful drug dealer; there will always be a constant battle against good and evil. Sometimes I wonder if a few of you just call thuggish looking people a criminal just to beat the living shit out of them…much like Bat-Teme."

"But enough chitchat," said the figure as he pressed the barrel into Wonder Woman, "So what do you two say? You let me and those two pretty ladies leave and you get your hime back." John growled as he thought over his options: let two criminals escape or let Wonder Woman die or suffer. "Come on," the figure egged on, "my hand is starting to cramp up…including my trigger finger."

"Dammit!" John cursed as he had no choice, "We'll let them go." Superman looked at the Green Lantern member with absolute shock as he said, "You can't be serious about this! I'm fast enough to-"

*bang!*

"Enngh!" Wonder Woman held her scream as the bullet was burning in her thigh. "That is the second strike, Super-Teme," said the figure as he pressed the hot barrel into Wonder Woman's temple, "One more strike like that and you'll be down one of your more…attractive members." Superman stared at the individual as he was tempted to melt the guy's brain right there…but he couldn't as whoever he is, he would come up missing and his blood would be on Superman's hands.

John moved the sphere gently onto the ground before letting Livewire and the unconscious Giganta out. "Now see how easy that was?" the figure said as he looked at Livewire, "You, go wake your friend. A small electrical shock should be enough." The electrical villainess complied as a small zap caused the other villainess to wake up. "Where are we?" the woman asked as she looked around before she saw the figure holding Wonder Woman, "Who's he?"

"Your way out of here," said the figure without looking at Giganta, "Now since you're awake, wouldn't mind taking us out of here." The figure looked at the two heroes and said, "I'm taking Wonder Woman here as a little insurance so that you don't try anything, but don't worry, I'm not going to kill her unless you temes try anything. Oh…but that would go against your 'hero code'. Nevertheless, we shall be making our escape." Giganta was already in her giant form as she set a hand down so that Livewire and the figure could get on. The giantess walked away with the two heroes following to ensure that this figure would honor about keeping Wonder Woman alive.

"So why aren't you killing her?" Livewire asked as she felt safe with this guy. "While I am an assassin," said the figure, "I do have a code of honor and I cannot cross my client unless they cross me first. But still, I know that they wouldn't risk their hime's life just to stop three powerful criminals, including Deathstroke's own personal apprentice, Reaper." The three women were surprised that the famed assassin HAD an apprentice after that whole fiasco with the Teen Titans. "This is far enough," said Reaper as he face the heroes, "Now to honor my end of the deal."

Reaper had Livewire tie Wonder Woman's bracers to her uninjured thigh before kicking her off the giantess's hand. John and Superman flew down as face as the can before catching their colleague to save her from certain death. Superman looked around to find the criminals when John said, "Don't, we need to tend to Wonder Woman's injuries." Letting out a sigh, the Man of Steel brought a hand to his communicator and said, "Watchtower. This is Superman. We need medical attention and a pick-up."

"Ew," said Livewire as she, Giganta, and Reaper were travelling through the sewer, "Why are we traveling through Shit Street?" Reaper continued ahead as he said, "It is a much better way of travel as we are not as open and with their colleague injured, we have a head start. Should the need arise, we can make a city block collapse just to make our escape." Giganta looked at the filthy sewer water as she said, "Not the cleanest escape, but I'll buy."

"So, uh, Reaper was it?" Livewire asked with an uncomfortable feeling, "Were you really going to shoot her…you know…there?" Reaper gave the villainess a short look as he said, "Of course not; I may be an assassin, but I'm not THAT cruel. I do have a code of honor that forbids me from doing such harm." The two villainesses gave each other a quick look at their savior's attitude or wondered what Reaper's code of honor involved. Hopefully we can trust this guy, both women thought as they exited the sewer to find a small boat waiting nearby.

"Well, ladies," said Reaper as he looked at the two women, "I'll take you to one of the many safe houses. I would also like to offer the two of you an opportunity to work with me." Reaper jumped into the boat and grabbed two different bundles of clothes and wetsuits before tossing them to the two. "Change into these," said Reaper as he got a look from Livewire, "I won't look and one of you can stay here and make sure that I don't take a peek. Once changed, jump in the boat and I'll take you to a safe house where we can lay low for a while." The two women reluctantly agreed to change into some new clothes and the wetsuits. They were a bit surprised that Reaper did keep his word and didn't even take his eyes off of the moon hovering over the water.

Once everyone was on, Reaper sped the boat away towards the ocean. "So why did you have us change our clothes?" Giganta asked as she felt constricted in her wetsuit. "You can never trust those who call themselves heroes as Bat-Teme would have placed a tracking beacon some time ago to keep tabs on all criminals," Reaper said as he heard Livewire calling the Caped Crusader a pervert, "Also, the two of you are going to be sticking out like sore thumbs, especially since Livewire-chan could pass for an albino and Giganta-chan would have been running around in a loin cloth."

Livewire carefully moved closer to Reaper and asked, "So this offer of yours?" Under his mask, Naruto gave a confident smirk as he knew just the job for Livewire and said, "I believe that I know quite the job for a former radio star who can turn herself into electricity."

What does Naruto have planned for Livewire and Giganta and will they accept his offer? Don't forget to rate and review.

Ja ne!