obito n marvel (remake)

Jason had long known that power required patience, and with his rise through the ranks of both the Hand and S.H.I.E.L.D., he was starting to realize just how much of a balancing act his life had become. The Mask of Obito that he wore to lead the Hand Ninja had slowly been replaced by another—a more subtle mask, one that was both a tool and a weapon. This was the mask of Toby.

The name "Toby" wasn't just an alias. It was a new identity that he crafted from the shadows—a blank canvas, something unremarkable enough to hide in plain sight yet strong enough to wield power when needed. It was the perfect cover for a double agent—a wolf in sheep's clothing, a manipulator hiding behind a mask of naivety.

Jason now walked the fine line between the Hand and S.H.I.E.L.D., playing both sides with delicate care. His role within S.H.I.E.L.D. had evolved from a mere infiltrator to a highly trusted agent. The high-profile missions he had completed, the knowledge he had brought back from his assignments, and the subtle manipulation of key figures had given him the opportunity to move in places others couldn't. Jason knew this world, its power players, its weaknesses, and its potential for destruction. But S.H.I.E.L.D. would never know that the very agent they trusted most was their enemy—one who worked for a criminal organization with far-reaching goals.

At the same time, Jason's place in the Hand grew stronger, though his true ambition had nothing to do with climbing through the organization's ranks. The Hand had provided him the foundation he needed—now, he would build his own empire, far surpassing their limitations. A new Akatsuki, born from his vision, was taking form in his mind. But this new group wouldn't be based on the ideals of pain and revenge that the original Akatsuki represented. No, Jason's vision was something far darker—a collection of powerful villains, mercenaries, and outcasts, united under a common goal of domination. He would bring together the world's most dangerous criminals, each with a unique skill that would elevate him to god-like status. And to make this happen, he needed to build alliances, even with some of the most notorious figures in the world. His new Akatsuki wouldn't just be about brute force—it would be a perfect blend of manipulation, power, and sheer terror.

Jason, or rather "Toby," was a silent observer as he sat at his desk within S.H.I.E.L.D.'s covert operations division, reviewing mission reports. His mind was not focused on the documents in front of him, but on his next steps. He needed leverage—something that would give him the power to recruit the right individuals for his new Akatsuki. The mission reports could wait. He had bigger plans unfolding, and he was going to need the right pieces on the board.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had a vast database of criminals, mercenaries, and other threats that it constantly monitored. Jason had access to this information, and he began carefully combing through it. His list of potential recruits was growing—each name, each face, a piece of his grand plan. There were those he could manipulate, those he could blackmail, and those who would see his power and join him voluntarily. The fact that he had a foot in both worlds was an advantage.

With the Hand providing him with intelligence, and S.H.I.E.L.D. offering the perfect cover, Jason was now ready to put his plan into motion. His first recruitment target: Wilson Fisk, the notorious Kingpin of crime.

Jason had known of Fisk from his time in S.H.I.E.L.D., having studied the way the crime lord ran his empire. Fisk controlled the underworld with an iron fist, his influence spanning across the globe. But Jason knew that Fisk's power was limited. He had the strength and resources to dominate the criminal world, but Fisk lacked the vision for global control. He was a pawn in a much larger game, and Jason planned to use him.

Toby would be the one to approach Fisk. The Kingpin was a dangerous man, but his pride would be his undoing. He loved the sound of his own name, the sensation of control. Jason knew that all he had to do was offer him more.

Jason's first meeting with Fisk took place in a high-rise building overlooking the city. Toby had arranged it with care, making sure to send the right signals to Fisk's people. The meeting was set up to appear as if it were a negotiation, but to Jason, it was a chance to plant a seed.

"Mr. Fisk," Jason's voice was smooth as he greeted the towering crime lord. "I've been watching your work for some time now. You're very impressive, but I'm sure you know there's always someone bigger. Someone who has the vision to move the pieces in ways others cannot."

Fisk eyed him with suspicion. "Who the hell are you?" His tone was cold, his fingers drumming on the table, but there was a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. He was used to being the biggest player in the room, but something about Toby unnerved him.

Jason's smile never wavered. "Someone who can offer you more than you could ever achieve on your own. You've built an empire in the shadows, but I can give you the power to rule in the light."

Fisk leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing. "I don't need anyone's help. I'm the Kingpin. I control everything."

Jason nodded. "Yes, you do. But what if I told you there was a way to expand that control? To unite all the pieces in this world under your rule? The Hand. The Avengers. Hydra. Every player in the game can be yours, if you play your cards right."

Jason could see the wheels turning in Fisk's mind. The criminal kingpin had always craved more—more power, more respect, more fear. Jason offered him a way to make that happen. Fisk wasn't an idiot. He could see the potential, but he was hesitant. He wasn't used to trusting anyone.

"You've heard of the Akatsuki, yes?" Jason asked, his voice lower, more enticing.

Fisk's eyes flickered with recognition. The Akatsuki was a name that had been whispered in the darkest corners of the world for years—an organization of powerful criminals, ninja, and outlaws who had once posed a significant threat in Jason's old world. Jason had a much grander vision for this new Akatsuki—a version that would operate not just within the ninja world but in the global underworld as well. If he could get Fisk to join his cause, it would be a massive step forward.

"The Akatsuki," Fisk growled. "You want me to join some band of freaks?"

Jason smiled knowingly. "No. I want you to lead it with me. The old Akatsuki was built on pain and revenge. But this one will be built on power. Your power."

Fisk was quiet for a long moment, clearly weighing the offer. Finally, his lips curled into a grin. "You're not afraid to dream big, I'll give you that. You've got my attention, kid. What's your play?"

Jason's smile widened. "First, we start by uniting the strongest villains in the world. Together, we'll take control of everything. The world will bow to us. And no one—not even S.H.I.E.L.D.—will stand in our way."

Fisk stood and extended his hand, his grip firm, yet tinged with a hint of excitement. "I'm in. But don't think for a second that I'll follow you blindly. We do things my way, or not at all."

Jason's grip tightened, a subtle indication of the power he already held over the Kingpin. "We'll do things your way—for now. But remember, Fisk, the world is ours for the taking. We just need to take the first step."

With Fisk on his side, Jason's new Akatsuki began to take shape. His second recruit was much more elusive—Victor Von Doom, the notorious Doctor Doom. If Fisk represented the criminal empire, Doom would bring the scientific genius and intellect that would make their plans unstoppable. But Jason knew that getting Doom to join wasn't going to be easy. Doom was a man of pride, of absolute control, and Jason would need every ounce of his cunning to manipulate the genius into accepting his offer.

But that would come later. For now, the foundation was set. The Hand was none the wiser to Jason's true intentions, S.H.I.E.L.D. remained unaware of the double agent in their midst, and Jason's new Akatsuki was beginning to take form—one villain at a time. Each recruit added more power to his cause, and with every step, his vision grew clearer. The world would be his—and nothing would stop him from taking it.

The game was beginning in earnest.

And Jason, under the guise of Toby, was now playing both sides to perfection.