obito n marvel (remake)

The night had fallen over the world with an oppressive weight. There was something in the air, something that suggested a shift was coming—a revolution that would remake the world. Jason, in his calculated silence, had woven the strings of fate into a tapestry of dark power. The Uchiha name would not only be remembered—it would be feared, worshipped, and obeyed. And the Akatsuki, the organization he was steadily building, would stand as the hammer with which he would reshape the world.

He had already made an alliance with Magneto, and while it wasn't yet official, Jason knew the Master of Magnetism would eventually come around. But Magneto wasn't the only one Jason had his eye on. To truly change the world, Jason needed to assemble a force—an army, yes, but also an elite group of beings who were as ruthless, powerful, and ambitious as he was. He needed to reach out to the most dangerous figures the world had to offer.

This wasn't about brute force alone; it was about crafting a legacy—an empire—of powerful individuals who would fight for the new world order, and in the process, create an undying, immortal alliance that no one could ever challenge. Jason's goal was simple: to not just rule the world, but to bring the ultimate darkness. And to do that, he would need to make his moves with precision, bringing in beings whose names alone struck terror into the hearts of mortals.

The first being Jason reached out to was Apocalypse, one of the most powerful mutants to ever walk the Earth. Known for his near-immortal status, vast powers, and his ruthless philosophy of survival of the fittest, Apocalypse had long ago abandoned humanity in favour of dominating the mutant race. His ambition and vision aligned perfectly with Jason's goals, and yet, Apocalypse was not easily swayed by the promises of mere power. He was a conqueror, not a follower.

Jason knew that appealing to Apocalypse would require more than just the promise of power. He needed to tap into Apocalypse's desire for evolution, for creating a world that would bend to his will. And so, Jason devised a plan to gain his trust—by showing Apocalypse the future. The Uchiha had long been masters of manipulation, and Jason intended to use that power to demonstrate that he was not only capable of shaping the world—he was the only one who could.

Through carefully orchestrated visions, sent to Apocalypse's mind via Genjutsu, Jason displayed the future of the world as it could be—one where the mutants, led by Apocalypse and Jason's hand, would rule the Earth. Humanity would fall beneath them, just as Jason had done to those who dared to stand in his path. He showed Apocalypse a world where their combined powers created a new dawn—where only the strong survived, and the weak were discarded.

The visions were subtle, persuasive, and perfectly timed to exploit Apocalypse's deepest desires. Jason knew that Apocalypse would be intrigued, even if he would never admit it openly. When they finally met face to face, it was not in an exchange of threats or boasts—it was an exchange of ideologies.

"I do not follow anyone," Apocalypse growled, his form towering over Jason.

Jason stood unshaken, his Sharingan glowing faintly beneath his mask. "Then don't follow me," he said with a soft smile. "Lead with me. We share a vision—one where the strong rise, and the weak are crushed beneath our boots. Together, we can remake the world in our image."

Apocalypse's eyes narrowed. For a long moment, he said nothing. Then, finally, he spoke, his voice low but tinged with respect. "You are bold. But can you truly deliver on this vision?"

Jason's smile widened. "You have already seen the future. Together, we will forge it."

The bond was sealed. Apocalypse was now part of the new Akatsuki—an ancient force of mutants and gods that would reshape the world into their vision.

Next, Jason set his sights on an entirely different kind of power—the vampire family, led by Dracula. Vampires, with their immortality and insatiable hunger for power, were prime candidates for his new world order. But Jason knew they wouldn't be easy to recruit. Vampires lived for centuries, their pride and egos as eternal as their lives. To bring them to his side, he needed to exploit their greatest weakness: their eternal need for control.

Jason's first step was to infiltrate the vampire community. Using his clones and subtle manipulation, he spread rumors of a new, unstoppable force—an empire that would not only rival the vampires but surpass them. He whispered of the Uchiha legacy, of Madara Uchiha's dreams, and of the power that Jason himself wielded. As the rumors grew louder, they eventually reached the ears of Dracula himself.

Jason didn't approach Dracula directly; instead, he used a proxy, a powerful vampire loyal to the cause, to arrange a meeting. When Dracula finally appeared before Jason in the dark of the night, he was a figure to behold—his eyes glowed with an ancient malice, his presence commanding respect. But Jason was not afraid.

"Dracula," Jason said, his voice calm and unyielding. "I offer you something that no one else can: a new age, one where vampires no longer hide in the shadows. We will rise. Not as predators, but as rulers."

Dracula, intrigued but sceptical, stepped closer. "You speak of power, but what makes you think you can offer us more than we already have? We have ruled in the darkness for millennia."

Jason's Sharingan flared. "Because the darkness you hide in is not power. It's weakness. The world does not fear the vampires. They fear what they cannot understand. But we—together—will be feared. The humans, the mutants, the other supernatural beings—they will bow before us."

Dracula studied him for a long moment, his mind processing Jason's words. Finally, with a slow, deliberate nod, he spoke.

"We will join you. But remember, Uchiha," Dracula's voice was cold, dangerous, "the vampires do not follow. We are equals—or we are enemies."

Jason's smile didn't falter. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

With that, the vampire family joined the Akatsuki. The dark immortals who had once been rulers of the night were now aligned with Jason's vision of a new world, one where their dominance would be established not through secrecy, but through overwhelming power.

But the world of darkness and power wasn't complete without one more essential addition: the werewolves.

Jason's next target was the powerful, ancient packs of werewolves from the world of Teen Wolf. The alpha werewolves, with their savage strength, heightened senses, and ferocity in battle, would be invaluable in his plan to dominate the Earth. Unlike the vampires, whose strength lay in their immortality, the werewolves' true strength lay in their primal, animalistic nature. They were warriors at their core, and Jason knew they would be a valuable addition to his growing army.

The alpha of the packs was none other than Derek Hale, a powerful and calculating leader. Derek had seen his pack torn apart by conflict, and Jason knew that Derek's desire for power and vengeance could be easily tapped into. He also knew that Derek would never join any cause unless he was offered something tangible—something that would make him the ultimate apex predator.

Jason made his approach through subtle manipulation, sending visions to Derek's mind, visions of a new world where werewolves were no longer hunted, where they were the dominant species, not just in the shadows but in the open, ruling alongside beings of unmatched power. Derek's natural instincts fought the influence at first, but the promise of vengeance, of a world where the werewolves could truly rule, was too great to ignore.

When Jason met Derek in person, he made his offer clear.

"You want a world where your pack is no longer weak," Jason said, his voice calm yet powerful. "You want to be more than just another animal in the wild. With me, Derek, you and your pack can lead the charge into a new world. Together, we will conquer humanity. Together, we will rule."

Derek growled, his eyes flashing with the ferocity of a beast. "And what's in it for me? What's in it for my pack?"

Jason's Sharingan flickered as he met Derek's gaze. "Everything. You will no longer hide in the shadows. You will no longer be hunted. You will be the apex predators, feared by all."

Derek hesitated, but Jason knew it was only a matter of time. The promise of power was too great, too intoxicating. And with that, Derek and his pack became part of the new Akatsuki.

Jason's Akatsuki was now truly taking shape. Apocalypse, Magneto, Dracula and his vampire family, Derek Hale and the werewolf pack—they were all now part of a dark, unstoppable force. The Uchiha legacy would not just survive; it would reignite the world in its image. The world would tremble under their combined might, and Jason's vision of a new age—where the Uchiha and those who stood with him would be kings—was well on its way to becoming a terrifying reality.

The game had only just begun.