Chapter 1: The Rude Awakening

Author Note: This is a kind of !!!CRACKISH!!! Fanfiction. I don't own Marvel and DC, nor I am some sort of loremaster.

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Chapter 1: The Rude Awakening.

Unknown Location.

Unknown Time.

Avery Gallahan POV.

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I woke up with a groan, my entire body ached. Slowly opening my eyes, I was greeted by the sight of a white ceiling and I woke up with a groan, my entire body ached, and my head felt like it was being split open by a hatchet. Slowly opening my eyes, I was greeted by the sight of a white ceiling and fluorescent lights.

"Ugh..."

I tried to move but quickly discovered that my body was incredibly sore but not so bad that it was excruciating. Looking around, I saw that I was in an all-white room of some kind with what seemed to be a camera or something in one of the corners.

'What the hell happened?' I thought, trying to remember what had occurred, but it was a bit fuzzy.

Slowly I moved my arms but stopped when I saw something strange, my skin was an ashen white instead of its normal dark brown. And I seemed to be wearing what looked like an Olive Jumpsuit the kind you see in the movies when someone is being held prisoner.

"What the hell?"

I got up from out of my bed and started to examine my hands, then moved on to my arms and chest. I felt along the material, noting that it was surprisingly soft and comfortable. But then my hand reached toward my neck and I felt something there. Something strange.

"What's this?"

Feeling along my neck, I felt what seemed to be some kind of metal collar. It was cold and smooth, and I could feel that it was very tight. I tried to pull it off, but then all of a sudden I felt a strange sensation in my head, and the collar seemed to come alive, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

"Ah!"

I quickly let go of the collar and stumbled back, landing on the floor. What the fuck was that? A shock collar? Like something used to train a dog or something. But before I could think any further, a voice suddenly spoke up, causing me to jump and turn towards the source.

"I wouldn't touch the collar if I were you, subject Skyfall," The voice was female and seemed to be coming from the intercom in the room. "It's designed to prevent you from removing it. And trust me, it's not fun."

"Who are you? Where am I?" I asked, getting to my feet and trying to keep my voice from trembling. "And what the fuck did you do to me?"

"You are currently at Cadmus, and as for what we did to you, well, let's just say, you're no longer human," The voice replied, sounding amused.

What the fuck is she talking about, and why does she sound familiar? I tried to think, but it was hard, I couldn't focus. The collar around my neck made it difficult to concentrate. And what the fuck is this place, Cadmus?

"Now since it seems that you have fully awakened, please stand back from the door, there will be a guard there, and they will take you to the training room."

I stared at the intercom for a few seconds, then turned to look at the door. What the fuck is going on, what's Cadmus, and why is there a fucking guard? And why the fuck is there a camera in the room. And then another question popped into my head.

"Where is my goddam team!?" I growled angrily, glaring at the camera.

"Your behavior is noticed subject Skyfall-3," the voice answered, not seeming fazed by my anger. "Please stand back from the door and don't make this harder than it needs to be."

"No!" I snapped, stepping forward. "Not until you answer my questions! What the fuck is Cadmus, and what the fuck did you do to me? AHHH!!!!"

Pain like no other coursed through my body as the collar sent another shock, much more painful than the last, and I fell to my knees, unable to do anything but writhe in agony. The pain was excruciating and I couldn't help but scream in anguish. Sweat and saliva began to drip from my mouth as I struggled to endure the torment. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the pain subsided, and I slumped to the ground, panting and gasping for breath.

"I told you not to make this harder than it needed to be subject Skyfall," The voice chided as the door slid open and two men entered the room.

The first man was a hulking figure, at least seven feet tall and built like a brick shithouse. He was wearing very advanced-looking armor with what looked like a Riot helmet and was holding a baton and a shield of some kind.

"Fuck...you," I wheezed, barely able to speak.

The second man snorted and stepped towards me, his baton raised. "You're not in a position to be making threats boy," he growled, his voice deep and threatening.

The man also wears the same gear as the first guard but instead of wielding a baton and shield, there is a very futuristic-looking rifle on the Guard's arms. He had the gun lower but I don't doubt he can kill me if he wanted to.

"Fuck you..."

"That's enough," the first man snapped, his voice sounding oddly distorted. "Grab him and let's go."

"Fine." The second guard approached my downed form, and before I knew it there was a sharp pain on my face as the asshole kicked me in the face, and then he grabbed me by my neck and lifted me off the ground with ease.

"You're gonna regret this," I managed to say, spitting blood at the guard.

"I highly doubt that," The guard scoffed, dragging me out of the room.

"Fuck you, I'm gonna fucking kill you, you piece of shit," I spat, struggling weakly in his grasp.

"Keep talking, and you'll be in a lot more pain soon," The guard warned.

"You'll pay for this, I swear," I continued, ignoring his threat.

The guard sighed and shook his head. Then he looked at his buddy and nodded, the other asshole nodded back before jamming the baton in my face and shocking me. Pain once again shot through my body, but this time I was ready for it, and I gritted my teeth, enduring the agony. After a few seconds, the guard withdrew the baton, and I fell to the floor, gasping and panting.

"Now are you ready to cooperate now boy?"

Not like I have a choice dickhead, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. I nodded my head slowly, not looking at him.

"Good," the guard said, a note of satisfaction in his voice. "Now get up, and follow me."

I was able to stand on my own, but my legs were shaky, and my body was aching. The guard grabbed me by the back of my jumpsuit and pulled me along behind him, the other guard following close behind. We walked down a long, sterile-looking hallway, with many doors and corridors. It was all so unfamiliar, and I had no idea where we were going.

"Where are we?" I finally asked, breaking the silence.

But the guard just ignored me, keeping his focus on the path ahead. Seeing the obvious, I decided not to bother with asking any more questions, instead choosing to try and memorize the path we were taking. But soon enough we came upon a large, sliding door, and the guards stopped.

"Alright, we're here," the first guard said, turning to look at me. "This is the training room, you'll be spending a lot of time here."

"What?"

"You'll find out soon enough," The second guard snorted, and the two of them turned and walked away, leaving me alone.

'Well, this can't be good,' I thought, turning to look at the large, sliding door in front of me. It was a large metal door of some kind, with a digital screen next to it, which read 'Training Room'. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. Should I go inside? What if it's a trap?

But before I could make a decision, the door slid open, and a voice called out, "Come on in, Skyfall-3, the training is about to begin."

I sighed and shook my head. Might as well get this over with, whatever the fuck 'this' is. As I entered the training room, I was greeted by the sight of a very large empty room with a high dome-shaped ceiling. In the center of the room was a large circular platform, and standing on the platform was one lone figure.

The woman was an Asian-looking woman, probably Japanese who looked very oddly familiar for some reason. She was wearing a lab coat, and her very pitch-black hair was tied in a tight bun. But her eyes looked… odd like there was a galaxy in them. She looked very professional, and there was a stern expression on her face. She was holding a tablet and had a very serious look in her eyes.

"Who the fuck are you?" I asked.

"My name is Dr. Yamazaki Ianite," The woman introduced herself, her voice calm and emotionless. "I'm the head researcher here at Cadmus."

"And what the hell is this place?" I demanded, looking around. "Why am I here, and what did you do to me?"

Dr. Iamizaki Ianite smiled coldly. "We'll get to that later," she replied, tapping her tablet. "For now, let's get started."

"Started with what?"

"Your training," The woman replied, gesturing to the circular platform. "As you can see, the training room is a large, empty space, which allows for a lot of freedom. And this platform is the center of the room, and where you'll spend a lot of time during your training."

"I don't understand, what am I supposed to do here?" I asked, confused.

"You'll be learning how to use your new Body, of course," Dr. Iamizaki Ianite replied, her voice taking on a hint of amusement.

"What are you talking about?" I demanded, growing increasingly frustrated.

"Well, since you've been selected for a special project, you've been given a new body, one that is more suited to your needs," The woman explained, a faint smile on her lips.

"My needs? What needs?"

"To become a super soldier," The doctor said simply, her voice calm and matter-of-fact. "And a very powerful one at that."

"A...a super soldier?" I repeated, shocked.

"Yes, a super soldier, and a very powerful one," Dr. Iamizaki Ianite nods.

"But why? What do you want with me?"

"You see…" The good doctor began to pace around me as she began her monologue. "The world we live in, this ball of mud that we call Earth, has been changing. There are new and emerging powers and threats that have risen from the depths of humanity. The world has changed and is changing, and with it, the world of heroes, villains, and everything in between."

"Dr…whoever the fuck you are what the fuck are you talking about?"

"She was talking about the birth of the new age," Another voice, this time male popped up behind me. "Of superheroes and villains, or the rise of metahumans and other extraordinary beings. The emergence of aliens, gods, demons, and everything else that exists in the universe, has changed the landscape of the world, and it will continue to do so for centuries, maybe millennia to come."

I turned and saw the source of the voice and saw a tall, fairly handsome man. The man wears what I could describe as black and orange body armor that covers most of his body, except for his right arm and leg, which are exposed. His white hair is cut short, and he has blue eyes.

"Metahuman?" That word… I knew it from somewhere.

"Yes, a Metahuman, someone who has gained extraordinary abilities through natural or unnatural means. The emergence of Metahumans has brought with it a new era, a new Age if you will," The Doctor said, smiling coldly. "A very dangerous one, and a very interesting one. The world is changing and evolving, and we at Cadmus are working to ensure that the United States and the world remain on top of the new world order."

"That's why we created Project Skyfall, and why you are here," The man added, his voice calm and cool.

"Project...Skyfall?" I repeated, frowning.

"Yes, you see, we at Cadmus have been experimenting and researching the potential of Metahumans and other extraordinary beings," Dr. Iamizaki Ianite explained. "We have been looking into ways to harness and control their powers, and make them serve the United States."

"So what does that have to do with me?"

Then suddenly multiple holographic images pop up around us showing… Oh, fuck me.

In front of me were 3 images of 3 people in some sort of costume that almost looked like they were straight from the Pages of a superhero comic specifically from a DC comic…

The first image was of Batman, despite the picture being very blurry, I could always recognize the iconic costume. I've read enough comic books and seen enough movies to know who the Cape Crusader is.

The second image was clearly of Superman, the man of steel, a character I've known ever since I was a child. The hero was sent to Earth and was adopted by the Kents, who became a reporter for the Daily Planet, and then later became the defender of truth and justice.

And the final image… it was of a very attractive woman and it took some considerable effort not to let my eyes wander too much but the woman was dressed in a red and blue form-fitting armor that really emphasized her curves, her hair was raven-colored and tied into a tight bun, and her eyes were a very bright blue, like the sky on a clear day. And on her back was a battle ax that some reason looked very familiar…

"Holy shit...Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman? Who the hell are you and what the hell is this?"

"So you DO know who all of these individuals are, good. This will make this easier then." The female Doctor said, her voice still calm but she had a knowing smirk on her face for whatever reason. "Yes, then you know how potentially dangerous these individuals can be,"

"The recent emergence of these individuals has caused a domino effect and many more are beginning to emerge, some are already here and they are hiding amongst the population, waiting for the right time to reveal themselves, others are arriving on earth and are already beginning their work."

"Here at Cadmus, we are the ones responsible for protecting the citizens of the United States, and the rest of the world, from the dangers that the emergence of Metahumans and other extraordinary beings pose. That is why we are working hard to create our own Metahumans, and to control those that exist."

Great… I have a feeling that I know where this is going and I'm not liking it one bit. I Turned to look at the man who was leaning against the wall and he just looked disinterested, almost bored before turning to look at my surroundings again.

My eyes landed on what seemed to be a window of some kind. I can clearly see multiple people, some looked like your typical egg-head manning some console while others looked like military officials just watching us. But one person in particular caught my attention.

The woman looks like a middle-aged African-American woman with short black hair and a sturdy build. She wore some sort of high-ranking military uniform but with a lab coat draped over her shoulder and she also wore some glasses on her eye. But I can already tell you who this woman It.

'Amanda Fucking Waller'. The US Government's resident hardass and sadist. The woman who is willing to do anything, even torture and murder, to get the job done. This woman and the story related to her alone probably is one of the main influences as to why I dislike politics and spooks. I glared at the woman and she just gave me an unamused expression, before turning her gaze to the good doctor.

"What the fuck are you implying?"

"What she means is That one of these days some… powerful Meta-human is gonna walk to the White House, and will decide they are the new king or queen or emperor of the world, and the world will burn because of it," The man replied, his voice calm and emotionless.

"I... I don't understand," I said, confused.

"It's simple, Skyfall-3, The United States needs to be prepared for the future, and that's where you come in," The Doctor said, a cold yet somehow warm smile forming on her face. "You are the third one of the first in a line of Super Soldiers, designed to combat and control the growing number of Metahumans that threaten the safety and security of the United States."

"A... a super soldier?" I repeated AGAIN dumbly like a dupe.

"Yes, a super soldier, and a very powerful one at that," Dr. Iamizaki Ianite raised an eyebrow in amusement before saying, her voice taking on a note of pride. "Your DNA is very special because it is a combination of two separate genomes."

Huh!? I swear to whatever deity is out there, Every waking second that I'm here, the more and more insane this shit gets. Am I dead? Am I dying? Maybe this is just a hallucination that my brain is conjuring up and maybe I am still in that heli, or the hospital bed, or whatever, and this is just all a fever dream.

"You see, the genetic markers within your DNA are unique, and they allow you to gain certain advantages and abilities that a normal human being would not be able to access," The Doctor explained, her voice calm and matter-of-fact. "But I am not allowed to give any more info, I can't have the project compromised just yet, but you will know soon enough."

"Wait, wait, wait... are you telling me, that my DNA has been altered, and I'm some kind of... Hybrid?" I asked, incredulous.

Instead of answering the questions the woman just winked at me before beginning to walk away to the exit. "Now I think we have discussed enough. We wouldn't want to keep the director and her cohort waiting any longer. Mr Slade here will be your new trainer and will help you master your new body and learn your new powers. He is an expert in combat, strategy, tactics, and everything else you can think of."

Wait a goddam minute, Slade? Do you mean as in Slade Wilson, also known as Deathstroke? The fucking Terminator, the world's best mercenary, assassin, and hitman. One of the best mercenaries on the planet and one of the deadliest and most skilled soldiers to ever live. And she wants me to work with him, no wonder the man looked bored out of his mind. And I don't know what came over me but all of the sudden …

"Where is your eye patch?" I unwittingly blurted all of a sudden causing Slade to raise both of his eyebrows in mild confusion. "Nevermind,"

Then the Good doctor spoke up again. "I do wish you luck Skyfall-3, you will need it, and remember, the United States will always come first. We will meet again, soon enough, I promise, and when we do, you will be ready, and you will be one step closer to your true goal, and when that time comes…"

Suddenly I heard a voice from out of nowhere like it was inside of my head and speaking to me in a soft yet firm tone. 'Good luck because in the future you Avery and your team are going to bring forth some great and terrible thing to the Omniverse'

Once again I was left even more confused as the door closed. Leaving me and Slade Wilson alone in the room. The mercenary was standing silently and patiently waiting, his arms crossed, his expression serious.

"So...what happens now?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Now?" As the super mercenary took the time to look at me, he gave me a small but somehow sinister smirk. "This is where the fun began,"

"I really don't have the choice do I…"

"Nope,"

Oh…Fuck me…