"North City,9:00 P.M"
At an abandoned warehouse,a group of masked terrorists armed with AK-47S pull crates of weapons and other valuables from their trucks before carrying them inside.
"How much for the trade?"
Boss: 30 million at the most!
The leader holds his hand out only to have it completely severed by a Moon Shuriken.
Boss: What the hell was that!?
A figure wearing grey camouflaged body armor, balaclava, helmet, and shades descended from above before landing in the center, causing the terrorists to aim their weapons.
Crusader: Your move!
Boss: Drop em!
Suddenly the lights had gone out as terrorists were heard screaming while wildly firing their rifles. The lights flickered back on, revealing dead terrorists scattered across the ground with slashes to their throats.
Boss: N...no way!
The boss turns around only to run into the Crusader.
Crusader: That only took me less than a minute! Wanna see what I can do to scum like you?
The boss pulls his pistol out only to have the Crusader grab his arm before breaking it over his knee, causing him to scream in agony. Crusader then proceeds to grab the boss by the collar before throwing him against the wall where he began mercilessly beating the living shit out of him with his fists until blood was pouring down from his nose, creating a pool of blood on the floor.
Crusader: I suggest talking right about now before I do even worst!
Boss: Alright alright! We were sent here overseas to gather weapons for our contractor!
Crusader: And who would this contractor be exactly?
Boss: His name is......
Suddenly a gunshot was heard before a bullet went through the boss's head, splattering his brains onto the wall behind him.
Crusader: Shit!
The Crusader takes cover behind a pile of metal crates as he grabs a broken piece of glass from the floor. Crusader uses the glass to gain a view of the sniper who was a few miles away.
Meanwhile,X laid down on the rooftop of a building as he looked through the scope of his sniper rifle.
X: Oldest trick in the book!
X fires his Barrett M82 Sniper Rifle, shattering the glass into pieces as Crusader immediately hid back behind cover.
Crusader: I'm a sitting duck out here! I need some type of distraction to divert that sniper's attention away from me.
Crusader grabs a Smoke Grenade from his vest pouch and pulls the pin before dropping it as he escaped using the cloud of smoke.
X: *Sigh* Great!
X stands to his feet and fires his Grapple Gun before swinging off into the night as he trailed after the infamous Crusader.
Crusader: I should've known that coming to this city would mean trouble!
Out of nowhere,X dropkicked Crusader in the back, sending him crashing against the side of a nearby parked car.
X: Start talking! I want to know your name and motives!
Crusader stands back to his feet before turning to face X.
Crusader: The name's Crusader! I'm the one out here, cleaning up the streets better than any police force could ever do!
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SWAT X M.I.B
FanfictionBare witness to the tales of the action packed adventures of SWAT and M.I.B, two of Earth's most elite and powerful superhumans teams in their neverending struggle to protect the planet and its inhabitants from the forces of evil!