PROLOGUE

October 1st, 2159

A undisclosed alleyway, Guadalajara, Mexico

Sixty years after a newborn male child from Quig Quig, China manifest A shining light from his body with worldwide news calling it A QUIRK (A person born with abilities). But the infant dubbed "The Luminescent Baby" was not the last person to gain powers as more children around the world started to receive different abilities, and within a following generation the total percentage of people with powers grew up to 80%.

However even with this phenomenon happening, crime and war continues to proceed everywhere, thus came an age. The age of superheroes

Aligning with the police, public authorities, and governments in order keep law and order, but this story is not about the heroes. It's about one individual? A pre-teen boy?

One with green hair, A cross shape scar on his left cheek. Dress in military fatigue. Carrying An AR-15, Glocks and A his main sword, and at this moment?

The militant boy slashes the last soldier of an enemy patrol unit with his sword as the deadly shock of his expression still shows before being laid on a pool of his own blood with a quirk of earthly block still resonating in the dead soldier's hand.

As he flickers blood away from his sword, he quickly observes the massacre that had just moment. Three cocky pro-heroes and a unit of 20 soldiers all dead.

Putting the Glock away to his holster and as he was almost putting his sword back into his harness, he felt the presence of another intruder.

"Well, well we finally found you". He looks at the direction of the original voice who spoke to him in Spanish was another small mercenary quirk/quirk less unit appears from the darkness with just an outdoor lamp revealing them. But this type of mercenaries was different than any other. One that the boy knew well if the shoulder badges didn't give it away.

"Crimson Unit!" the boy muttered under his breath as he holds his blade from behind and spread is legging into a Sudo batojutsu stance.

"You cause quite a stir, and our employer is not pleased" the merc raised his hand and place certain jesters to his men as the spread around the area as the merc unleash his quirk called Blood Spikes as the top of his hand was cut and he began to flick blood out as it started to hardened and become like A ninja star as he threw it at him.

He quickly deflecting it with his sword but knew it was a distraction as the merc made a sword like blade out of his blood to try to strike him in close quarter range but the boy sense that and use his hand holding his sword to protect him while quickly grabbing a hidden knife that he spotted seconds early when the merc got close and quickly toss it straight in the face of one A quirk less Crimson Unit soldier that try to get a clean shot at him.

Using all his will he was able to push the merc back leaving a small cut under his nose. The merc smirk as he touches the cut with his fingers" you do realize you just gave me more ammunition? "He was about to attack him again before "STOP!" as another voice shouted out and another field of mercs from the same black-op unit started to arrive. The mercs that were already in the area paused but kept their guard in case the militant boy would try to make a quick retaliation.

"Stand down I'll handle him" saying in a quiet demeanor as the militant boy saw the mercenary man who is standing In-front of the light.

A tall man with Regular black combat boots brown heavy-duty pants, brown tactical armor, Blackshirt around his lean frame with the same Crimson Unit patch on the short sleeve as the others. But his face the boy knew well who it was even during his time when he was gathering intel.

He had Along whited face with pronounced cheekbones and tear-troughs, yellow piercing and narrow in color along with A long wolf tail black hair slicked neatly back.

" Captain, you don't need to be here?" ask the the merc who was still holding his blood blade quirk with his two hands?

"Actually, I do. One because backup from command HQ and two; you were coughing a black bile this morning. A rare form of Tuberculosis I believe? "This information shocked the blood-blade quirk user as well as his forces as they didn't know about his condition as he kept it under wraps in order to continue working along with his comrades.

The tall man leans back stretching out one arm forward and one arm slightly back. Etching both hands as if he had a sword on "stay back all of you. The one who's going to kill this quirk less soldier brat, sorry "The Soldier Killer" will be me and my Silent Assault Quirk". He dashes forward using the shadows and darkness to enhance his quirk. Not like it mattered as the more strength the better.

The militant boy quickly grabs his Glock with his left hand and started shooting fasts before running out of bullets not hitting nothing. A ghostly hand appears before his head ready to hit but only struck air. His sword parries the merc's attempted left blow with clang attack sound.

And so "The Soldier Killer? " Born quirk lets and Trained as A soldier and then as an assassin; battles to end the infighting and as current conflict starts to come to an end, thanks to aided efforts by other heroes all over lik the number 1 hero All-Might. The Soldier Killer suddenly disappeared with only rumors of his deeds to only exists. Either as stories from A word of mouth or through the web.

Time passes on and A new chapter in his story is about to begin.

AN: and that's that. I'm happy to start writing again. This is a Ruruoni Kenshin/Rambo centric crossover type of story and after so long due to personal and financial reasons. I have some other new stories that I need to flush out so I might be planning a sort of one-shot teasers of upcoming titles so stay tuned for that.