Category : Stories

Sub Category : Adventure

Prologue

Five standard months ago 

        Deathstroke the terminator was sitting on a park bench on Coruscant. He waited for he had a contact which of whom would provide him with assignments. The man walked over neither one looked at the other. For neither man was to be associated with the other. 


  “There’s a clone knows too much we need him taken care of for the overall plan your unit up to Wilson?” Questioned the man replied. 


  “My units always up to it.” Deathstroke replied finding it a stupid question, “Give me all the information you have he’ll be dead by morning.” 


 “One more thing Mr Wilson,” The man said, “Keep this one as covert as possible shooting him right out we’ll attract suspicion do it in a way that makes it look normal.” 


   Deathstroke acknowledged that as the man left giving him the files on the clone. Deathstroke opened the files ARC-5555 or Fives. Republic special operations it was certainly impressive. The information provided also said he’d arrived on Coruscant tomorrow to speak with the chancellor. Deathstroke knew Palpatine would probably frame him for something. This would most likely cause him to go on the run. He already began to formulate his plan on how he would deal with this. 


    Minutes later Deathstroke appeared at one of his hideouts on coruscant. He had the rest of his collective crew assembled. For this operation he’d only need two others at max. He’d called upon Deadshot the deadliest sniper in existence though he would never give Deadshot such a compliment. Then there was Crossbones a very skilled merc who once killed Captain America however as everyone learned people do not stay dead. He had plenty of other skilled men but it was one clone he would get it done quickly and efficiently.

  

   “We’ve tasked with the assassination of a rogue clone soldier or he will be considered rogue in a few hours. This job must be as covert as possible meaning we can't just kill him when convenient for us we need to make it look like it wasn't a hit.” 


  “What's the point of the galaxy’s deadliest sniper if he can't shoot someone.” Deadshot began to complain.


  “You're going to keep an eye on the clone while Crossbones gets in position.” Deathstroke explained, “Crossbones you're going to impersonate a shock trooper for this operation.” 


 “You want me to disguise myself as a clone a man who isn't anything physically like a clone.” Crossbones said.


 “Which is why you're going to use this,” Said Deathstroke sliding Crossbones a wrist watch. 


   Crossbones grabbed it and pressed a button on it. His physical appearance was completely changed into that of a clone even his skin and eye color. Of course it was all an illusion. 


 “Right.” Crossbones said his voice transformed as well. 


 “Alright Deadshot get an eye on our clone and don't lose him.” Deathstroke replied.


  “How much is this job paying?” Deadshot questioned.


   “We’re on contract Lawton you get paid your usual.” Deathstroke said slightly annoyed by the question. 


    The very next day it had begun. From a distance Deadshot sat in a speeder with his helmet using his advanced lens to spot Fives getting off a shuttle. He could kill the man right there and right then all he needed to do was lift his rifle roll down the window and fire. However he had explicit instructions not to. The mission itself was boring low risk Deadshot preferred jobs with high risk after all he was the poster boy for the suicide squad. He absolutely hated this mission. 


    However a few minutes later after going into the senate chambers the man charged out running for his life escaping on a cab. Deadshot watched it all. He then activated his speeder following the cab. He also activated his communicator. 


   “He’s on the move are you in position yet?” Deadshot questioned his distaste for the mission evident in his speech.


   Meanwhile Crossbones stood in the quarters of a clone commander in full shock trooper armor. He looked in the mirror making sure he looked exactly like the clone officer he was impersonating. Then he heard the door open and commander Fox stood right outside flinching seeing an exact mirror of himself.


  “Who the hell are you?” He questioned.


   “Your death.” Deathstroke said coming behind the trooper quickly. He wrapped a noose around his neck and pulled hard. The man struggled shaking for a good several minutes before collapsing out of air loss. Deathstroke kept the choke for a few more seconds till the man was out.


   Then he dragged the body towards a closet and hung his body off a rail effectively he shut the closet. He turned to Crossbones giving him a nod. Now everything was ready for the plan to commence. Crossbones under the disguise of commander Fox left the quarters Deathstroke leaving threw more discreet means.


   Hours later Deadshot had followed the clone all day and all night. Now mourning came and he entered some abandoned warehouse. He kept an eye out his patients was being tried however he saw two Jedi and group of other clone soldiers arrive. Now this could be interesting.


 “Deathstroke two Jedi and a group of troopers just entered the building.” Deadshot said over the com link.


  “I know Deadshot and if something goes wrong I’m going to kill all of them.” Deathstroke said neglecting the fact he hadn't told him Crossbones was in the room. However Deathstroke became concerned Crossbones would blow their cover and things would get increasingly bloody.


  Crossbones meanwhile stood in an intense standoff now that there were Jedi and others in the room he couldn't just kill Fives and lie about it. He needed the rogue trooper to do something to force him to shoot him. Things were tense.


  Then finally the drugged up clone went for his blaster pistol. Crossbones smiled under his helmet and fired two shots. The blaster bolts struck the trooper in the chest Platte piercing the trooper fell. Then slowly died. 


   To add to the act Crossbones removed his helmet his disguise holding up. He showed a face of concern and regret as did the rest of the troopers. He heard Deathstroke over the ear piece.


  “Rumlow I heard gun shots what's going on.” The master assassin questioned not liking all this waiting. 


   Crossbones placed his helmet back on after a few minutes. Everyone then left the room the body of the trooper carried by another whose name was of no use to the Assassins. 


   Deadshot saw the body. The job was finished he was satisfied now they could go off and do something that was actually interesting.


  “Deathstroke, missions over and by the looks of it the Jedi suspect absolutely nothing.” 


   Deathstroke was satisfied by those words as stood on the roof of the warehouse ducked down ready to breach. And with all lose ends tied up it was another mission complete. However he read all the files this trooper had opened a can of worms it didn't take a genius to pick it up. This guaranteed future missions to complete.