Jason blinked down at Nataku, waiting for some indication that the kid was joking. It was hard to say which part was the hardest to believe - that he worked for gods, came from heaven or that he was an assassin. He'd seen a lot of unbelievable things, and done even more, but this was pushing the limits.

"You're telling me you're a hired killer for a bunch of real live gods?" he asked incredulously. Sure, Wonder Woman was supposed to have something to do with a bunch of old gods but he didn't buy that they were real, honest to, well, god gods. The same could be true for Nataku's gods but the kid sure seemed to believe it.