Itachi sat at his desk, the night quiet in Konoha, his crimson Sharingan reflecting faintly in the lamplight. Reports from Kakashi's team flickered in his mind, each one confirming the progress they had made. New York was secure, S.H.I.E.L.D. had been negotiated with, and the foundation of his inter-world operations was steadily growing.
Yet he did not linger in satisfaction. Power, information, and influence were tools, and he had far more to wield.
The Marvel world… he thought, narrowing his eyes. There are players in that realm whose abilities could rival anything I have faced. Yet in terms of raw power on Earth… I am untouchable.
He let his mind run through the possibilities. Odin. The Ancient One. Even the Hulk, Thor, Iron Man—none could challenge me seriously if I choose to engage with strategy. The only threats that might matter are cosmic or mystical entities, and even then… timing and preparation make them manageable.
He paused, leaning back in his chair. I could step through the portal myself and negotiate, or test my strength. But my priority is Konoha. Its prosperity comes first.
A small, almost imperceptible smirk touched his lips. Meeting Nick Fury could be… amusing. A human trying to match wits with a god-level shinobi. But the Ancient One… she possesses knowledge and power I may need to understand before fully exploiting this world.
He ran scenarios through his mind: diplomacy first, then observation. I will not rush into confrontation. I gather information. I establish alliances. And only when the pieces are arranged perfectly will I act beyond what Kakashi's team is already doing.
Fury is cautious, but clever. Negotiations with him could yield access to technology, intelligence, and resources without exposing myself. The Ancient One is more unpredictable, but her cooperation—or even her respect—could be valuable if handled carefully.
Itachi rose from his chair and walked to the window, gazing over the village below. My presence in the Marvel world will be subtle, controlled. I am Hokage first. But I will assess the field personally. Kakashi's efforts are sufficient for now, but direct observation may yield greater insight.
He folded his hands behind his back, voice barely a whisper. "It is time to test their limits… and measure theirs."
With that, he opened the system interface, calculating his departure and preparing the necessary chakra buffers. Reinforcements were already deployed, S.H.I.E.L.D. was in place, and Kakashi had set the stage.
I step into their world, not as a conqueror… yet. But as a player who controls the board, he thought, a calm certainty in his gaze.
Itachi Uchiha, Fifth Hokage, god-level shinobi, and master of countless worlds, was about to arrive in New York.