Chapter 25

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Set After "Revelation," but before "Humanity."

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A/N: I have a discord link on my profile!

So, I asked you guys which other Naruto characters to pop into the DC world. These are the individuals, with majority votes would want to see the most:

Temari

Shino

Tenten

Sai

Iruka

Kankuro

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There were a few of you that mentioned I should bring in a Villain. Thinking it over, I have some thoughts about this...

At which point were they dead? How long have they been dead? How did they die originally? So on...

Then... I need someone to keep alive and another to kill.

Thoughts...?

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"I feel out of place…" Chojuro muttered to himself, fidgeting with his pin-stripe long sleeve shirt with a sky blue knitted vest over it, a matching pair of blue jeans rolled up to his calves and water-proof running shoes. He had to replace his glasses with thicker frames but no ear protectors. He didn't mind the outfit change… but the fact he has to wear dentures to hide his shark-like teeth. Why? It's extremely unnormal… Right… at least tucked away in his sea-green book bag is school that contained his prized weapon. Better to be safe than sorry. "Why are we doing this again?"

"Because they like to see us suffer." Shikamaru sighed, as he, Chojuro, Lee, M'gann, Conner and Kaldur head out to their respective schools. Today is the first day of school for Chojuro, a civilian school.

"We prepared you as much as we could, and this will help you assimilate with the people here." Kaldur supplemented, walking along side of Chojuro. While doing his best ignoring how Lee managed to convince Conner to have a handstand race to the school.

"I get that." Chojuro sighed. "I just feel like this is going to blow up in my face."

"You're being more talkative." Shikamaru pointed out, giving Chojuro a raised eyebrow.

"If I'm going to assimilate… I need to not make a target out of myself…Don't worry, I'm screaming inside, and I want to crawl into a hole right now." Chojuro couldn't help but weep. "That and you took all my pictures and are blackmailing me with them."

"Pictures, what kind of pictures?" M'gann asked, this caused Chojuro to let out an audible squeak before giving Shikamaru a pleading look.

"Blackmail."

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"Chojuro… I recall him managing using that weapon of his to send Uchiha flying through a wall despite him being shielded by Susanoo." Gaara recalled the memory of such event. He glanced around his assigned room; his sand scoured around to destroy any bugs that have been set up. He rather keeps his call in private with Shikamaru, more so if they are talking about a new character from their world "It was an amusing sight to behold."

"Temari told me about it, I'd pay to see that."

Gaara snorted. "I think there's a recording of it, once we get back I'll get it."

"Good."

"How did the Justice League take on the thought of another one?"

"I got the impression they fear Chojuro might accidentally kill one of us during a training secession."

"You told them about how the old graduation process?"

"Yeah. I mostly said it to get in the mindset that Chojuro is most likely kill compared to Lee and I."

"…and you didn't mention me on that?"

"Like I needed to. They know what happened to those cultists and how the local mayor had the placed burn down to the ground because they couldn't get the blood off the walls."

"Touché."

"…in all seriousness… Batman doesn't like the fact Chojuro clams up whenever he tries to talk to him on anything. If he doesn't clam him, he avoids most subjects or just say the minimum…"

"But…?"

"Despite his meek demeanor, shy and lack of confidence… he knows this is not the time for it. He's playing his part to get everyone to turn their guards down enough to be a fly on the wall. After all… he's part of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist and those guys are nothing to scoff about."

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"Chojuro! Chojuro! Chojuro! Let's have a race!"

The Team, Batman and Black Canary watched as Lee shake Chojuro's shoulders relentlessly. The older teen's head shook back and forth, glasses nearly being shaken off his face. Many wondered how Chojuro managed to pull off the move that caused the training room to be temporarily closed for repairs, to being reduced to a rag doll. It was an odd sight to say the least.

At this point, Batman and Black Canary don't know what to think of Chojuro. The kid is opposite of what they assumed to be someone that hails from "Village of the Bloody Mist". The kid is meek, shy and is a total pushover. Is he playing a game? Is he pretending to be something he isn't?

"Chojuro, why did you decide to become Shinobi?" Someone asked and silence quickly followed.

Everyone turned their attention to Chojuro, to see him trying to regain his senses. He placed his glasses back in place with placid expression. He wondered if he should say anything about his past. It's something he rather not talk about… but he is dealing with children. Children that don't know how easy they got it. "I never had a choice in the matter. I was born into the third caste, the lowest caste. The third caste is filled with families who were defeated on battlefields and were annexed into the village… Pariahs really… in the early days, we had to complete the most perilous and dangerous missions for the village. Apparently, it supposedly kept us from trying to revolt."

"Heh…" Chojuro took off his glasses, to use his sleeve to wipe them clean. "I never had much of a say on whether or not I wanted to become a shinobi. Due to a tradition, everyone practiced kenju…er, Shikamaru?"

"Swordsmanship." Shikamaru offered, he saw Chojuro giving him a look that caused the Nara to smirk in response.

"Thank you…" Chojuro thanked the Nara, before placing his glasses back on. Doing so, he continued. "From a young age, we learned swordsmanship due to a tradition. Joining the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist… is a grueling process. More so if you not from the first or second caste. But we all knew, if you could make it in, all the doors will open for you… Why did I become a shinobi? To survive. To live… and it all started when I had to kill my parents when it was known they were part of a revolt against Lady Mizukage. As much as it hurt me to do so, Lady Mizukage is the future of our village that could lead us out of such a… bloody past."

"You… you killed your own parents?" Artemis asked, her voice just above a whisper.

"It was either me or them…" Chojuro scratched his cheek, his gaze turned to the floor. His previous demeanor all gone, as his insecurities seemed to return back in full blast. "They never liked me, never ever. They wished that the old tradition of killing each other off as part of the graduation, even wishing I get killed! They made it shown they never liked the new policies. The change. So many changes…"

Lee walked over to Chojuro and patted him on the shoulder. "It is youthful for you to tell us this and I feel honored to hear more when you feel you are ready to talk about it."

Chojuro nearly jumped at the touch, he looked over to give Lee a thankful smile that was followed by a nervous chuckle. "I sorted went off on the question, my bad."

"Troublesome, don't apologize." Shikamaru butted in, walking over towards Chojuro and Lee. "We've all been through some sort of crap in some for or another."

"So says the guy who has a dismembered supposed god buried in his backyard."

"… touché."

Artemis flung her arms into the air in complete disbelief. This is far too much to take in. Has she dealt with death before? Sure, but never by her hand. Never by her hand. The others had similar thoughts running through their minds. Some had seen death happen before their own eyes, a subject they find at time hard to talk about. Yet, here are three people talking about killing people like nothing is out of the norm! Well, in Shikamaru's case, burying someone alive in his backyard!

"I thought he was immortal?" Conner asked, stepping closer to the trio.

"He was…is? He has slow regeneration… that's if he's body is in once piece. Which he isn't anymore."

"And we think they are harmless?" Black Canary whispered to Batman.

"Is anyone truly harmless?"

R/R.