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Agent Zero!

David North, Former United states special forces, returns home to Gotham City to find it littered with more crime and filth than ever before. In a desperate attempt to begin life out of service, David struggles to hold a job together and slowly he begins slipping back into old habits.

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Wild Hunt

Night fell around Gotham, and with it came the rain. The storm pounded Gotham's streets with raindrops the size of snowballs. It was the worst storm Gotham had seen in quite some time.

Three armed men hopped out of the back of a moving truck with a suitcase in their hands. And one of them banged on the back. " Get moving!"

The three men quickly entered the warehouse in front of them and dropped the suit case down on the floor.

" Alright. Now we wait." One of the men spoke.

" Damn, it's really coming down ain't it? Fuck, I knew I hated Gotham for a reason."

" The rain? That's the reason? Woulda thought the freaks that run around this city would be more of a reason to hate this place."

" Yeah. Why are we doing this again?"

" You should know the plan."

" Well, I don't. So, explain it to me again."

" Okay, boss says we're to wait here and kill anyone that ain't us... Or him. Simple as that. Then we get paid. Easy breezy. Now, will you pay attention. We gotta focus."

" Yeah alright."

These men were hired to help kill David.

The lights in the warehouse were finicky and old.

" Damn, lights went out. Hey Frank, check the circuit breaker."

" Sure thing." Frank turned on the flashlight on his gun and then walked away from the group. " Fucking old ass warehouse. How the fuck did I end up drawing the short straw?" Frank approached the dirty old Circuit breaker and opened up the hatch. " What the fuck. I can't read any of this."

Frank tried looking over the contents of the circuit breaker, but as he was trying to wipe away the dust covering the box, a strong hand grabbed his head and slammed it into the box.

" Ahhh What the fuck! Ah! Ah! AhhhhhHH!" Frank continuously had his head bashed into the circuit breaker, resulting in him being shocked over and over again, and causing the lights to flicker like crazy.

" What the hell?" The sound of Frank yelling caught the others attention easily. " Frank? Frank? Yo FRANK?! You fucking with us?! Guns hot, Benny. I think our guest has arrived."

" Right."

The two men readied their weapons and started walking together towards the flickering light in back of the warehouse.

Suddenly a dark figure dropped down in front of Benny.

" What the fuck?! Jimmy!" Benny yelled out for his partner, but before Jimmy could turn around, Benny was yanked off of his feet and dragged into the rafters above.

" What the fuck!" Jimmy opened fire into the rafters, emptying his entire clip into the dark. When the sound of his gun clicking, because it was empty, started Jimmy looked up to see if he had killed whoever or whatever that was.

Then a large object fell from the top of the rafters right in front of Jimmy.

It was Benny and he was pumped full of holes.

" Oh, fuck this!" Jimmy yelled. he dropped his gun and ran straight to the front warehouse door. But when he got there, Frank was strung up, with his face completely fried. " Oh Fuck!"

Jimmy backed away from the door, and when he did, David grabbed him from behind and slit his throat. Jimmy dropped to the ground and within moments he was dead.

" That's all of them." David muttered to himself. He turned and ran towards the large suitcase and started opening it. " Come on, kid. I got.... Fuck!"

When David opened the case, it was empty save for the small ticking clock inside. It was a bomb.

David turned and ran as fast as he could towards the nearest wall. David jumped towards the wooden wall, with his metal arm fist, and just as he smashed through it, the bomb behind him went off with a massive explosion.

" Agh!" David was hit by the shockwave and landed on his face hard. The cold hard rain was pouring down on him. " Damn." David muttered as he started pushing himself up.

" Looks like you got my invitation!" David looked up towards the crates stacked in front of him and saw a man standing there that he recognized.

" Deathstroke."

" It's just you and me! COME ON!" Deathstroke exclaimed. He then turned and started running along the top of the crates.

David reached into his belt and pulled out three throwing knives and threw right towards Deathstroke, just barely missing him as he catapulted himself to the top of another crate.

David reached into his belt and pulled out the white grappling hook and fired it at the crane sitting over the crates.

The grappling hook pulled David through the air fast. David released the grappling hook and placed it back into his belt, and then he stuck his arms out to grab Deathstroke just as he was jumping in the air.

Deathstroke turned in the air and just as David was going to grab him, Deathstroke pulled out his bo-staff and smacked David in the side of his head, hard, sending him crashing down onto the crates.

David's world rolled for a moment, but he didn't have long to recover.

" YAAARGh!" Deathstroke leaped down and slammed the tip of his bo-staff towards David's head, but David moved out of the way.

David kicked himself up to his feet as Deathstroke lunged at him and blocked two strikes of his staff with his arms, before Deathstroke spun around and kicked him into the crate behind him with enough force to dislodge the crates above them.

Two large crates slid over David's head towards Deathstroke, forcing Deathstroke to have to take a few steps back. When the Crates were gone, David rushed Deathstroke and kicked him off the platform they were standing on.

David ran towards the edge of the crate to see where Deathstroke had gone, but as he reached the edge Deathstroke used his Staff to swing back up and kick David in his face.

" Ugh!" David's back hit the edge of the crate before sliding down to the one below.

David quickly jumped back to his feet.

Deathstroke jumped down in front of David, and even though they were both wearing masks, the smirks seen on their faces were easy to see.

Deathstroke and David both grabbed one of their swords and twirled them.

Deathstroke lunged at David, thrusting the tip of his blade forward, David swung his sword upwards and deflected the blade. David his blade to the side and Deathstroke smacked it away with his own.

Using the momentum, David spun around and kicked Deathstroke on his chest smashing him into the side of the crates.

It was David's turn to lunge at Deathstroke, and he did so by jumping towards him, and swinging his sword downwards.

Deathstroke caught David's sword at the end of its swing, using his foot to pin the blade to the ground and disarming David.

Deathstroke swung his blade at David's head and David used his forearm to block the sword.

Deathstroke continued attacking David, with David blocking each of his strikes, before David managed to catch Deathstroke's blade. He caught the sword in between his two arms and used his right arm to shatter the blade in half.

David Swung his right arm at Deathstroke, and Deathstroke stopped it. David tried again to hit Deathstroke over his head, this time with both of his hands.

Deathstroke countered with the broken, sharp, edge of his sword.

David quickly redirected his right arm into Deathstroke's torso, hitting him hard enough to jeer him slightly. But Deathstroke recovered and swung his blade at David's neck, trying to cut his throat with one effortless swipe.

David dodged the blade at the last second and then he grabbed Deathstroke.

" Hgn!" David momentarily overpowered Deathstroke and lifted him up off of his feet and slammed his head against the steel crate behind him.

Deathstroke broke the hold David had on him and headbutted him with his metal helmet, making David's head jerk back. Deathstroke then grabbed him and bent David over his knee, with his sword pressed against his neck.

David struggled to keep Deathstroke's blade away from him but found doing so hard in his current position.

David took a deep breath and slammed his boot against the crate behind Deathstroke and used it to flip himself over Deathstroke's knee. He then grabbed the man's arm and flung him across the wet steel.

Deathstroke managed to slow his slide to a screeching halt.

Deathstroke stood up and grabbed his second sword from his back. And just as the two men were about to engage once again, three batarangs knocked slade's blade out of his hand.

" That's enough!" Batman landed in front of Deathstroke and David.

" BATMAN!" Deathstroke lunged at Batman and threw a kick at his head.

Batman ducked the leg kick and grabbed onto Deathstroke, using his own momentum to throw him to the side.

David ran up behind Batman and grabbed him. He lifted the bat up and over his head and slammed him down onto the crate.

Batman rolled over onto his feet as soon as he hit the ground, and blocked the two kicks David threw at him, before grabbing David's arm and smashing him in his face with his elbow.

David blocked Batman's next punch with his forearm before punching him in the side of his torso. David then uppercutted batman with enough force to knock him back slightly.

Batman stumbled slightly before regaining his posture. " Behind you!" batman yelled out.

David moved his head to the side just as Deathstroke took a stab at with his sword.

David quickly threw his right elbow back and smashed Deathstroke in his face with it. Unbeknownst to either of them, Batman threw two stun pellets down and they exploded in both David's and Deathstroke's faces.

The flash stunned David slightly, and in that moment, Deathstroke managed to impale him with his sword.

David grit his teeth. The pain wasn't unfamiliar to him, but still unpleasant. He grabbed the hilt of Deathstroke's blade and pulled deathstroke closer to him. He then headbutted Deathstroke. Forcing him and the blade away from David.

Batman ran up behind David and leaped over him. He used David as a springboard and rocked Deathstroke in his face, with a superman punch.

David was hurt, but not hurt enough that he couldn't move. While Batman held up Deathstroke, David used the distraction to slip away from the two. Fighting them both, as he was now, wouldn't get him very far. Even if he was their match.

" Damn." Deathstroke cursed. He watched as his target limped away. He threw up his blade and took a step away from Batman. " I didn't come here to fight the bat. Another time." With his target gone. Deathstroke no longer had a reason to continue fighting the bat. He threw down three smoke pellets and vanished, leaving Batman the last one standing.

Batman was hurting. Each blow the two men had hit him with were powerful, and very much lethal to an ordinary man.

" Oracle, did you get all that?" Batman asked.

" All of it. What's Deathstroke doing in Gotham?" Barbara asked the man.

" It's pretty obvious. I want all of you on standby. If David shows up at any hospital arrest him immediately. And tell the GCPD about the fire at the warehouses."

" Right." Barbara replied. " Oracle out."

Batman looked down at the blade beneath his feet and then out towards the Gotham bridge, narrowing his eyes as he did so.