Naruto with elements of Dragon Ball Z, Gurren Lagann, and other Animes.

Disclaimer: I own jack shit of this story. Any ideas/concepts/Jutsus/etc. are not owned by me unless stated otherwise.

20XX

The once virgin forests surrounding the village of Konoha are a flame, and all that lay further out is naught but blackened earth. Hundreds upon thousands of soldiers, wearing various headbands, each bearing the symbols of three different Villages; Iwa, Ame, and Oto. The quantity of the army doesn't worry the inhabitants of the Leaf village, but the visage of each soldier charging through the remains of the forest once grown by the very chakra of their first ruler, Hashirama Senju.

Countless faces, each a different animal, be it lion, snake, dog, or monkey, but, they have one thing in common. The same level of insane bloodlust in their eyes.

Up upon the walls of the Leaf village stand 16 figures, of both masculine and feminine shape. A man in glasses at the forefront looks out, glasses shining in the lights of the fires. "There seems to be no end to the Commander, orders?" The man asks a blond haired figure beside him, in a voice of no emotion what so ever.

"Simple Shino. We kill them all. No questions asked." The blond man replies. A woman with pink hair walks up beside the blond, also asking. "But Naruto, some of those people down there are from Konoha. How can you kill off citizens from your own village? Our Village!" The blond man, known as Naruto, turns to the pinkette, a sad smile on his face. "They made their choice Sakura." Sakura takes a step back, a frown on her pretty features, jade green eyes shining with sorrow behind pink sunglasses.

"Namikaze, Sakura understands, but I don't think what was what she wanted to hear." A voice sounds behind Naruto, causing him to turn away from the battlefield. "The troops need their Commander to rouse their spirits." The masculine voice says, a smirk upon the mans' face. "Ok Duck-ass, I'll make the speech." Naruto replies with a snicker, lighting a cigarette. "Damn it Dobe! How many times do I have to tell you NOT to call me that?" The 'duck-ass' yells. "Every damn day Sasuke, and you know it!" Naruto replies to Sasuke, laughing at the unimpressed look on his face.

As Naruto turns to face the Leaf army below him, 4 figures stand of to his side, 2 women, and 2 men. The first man, to his right, clasps him on the shoulder, a lightly tattooed arm, smiles at him. "You ready for this bro?" The man smiles, sharp sunglasses glinting in the village lights, and a red cape, with a symbol of a flame wearing sunglasses, flapping in the breeze.

"You know it Kamina. I want you and Simon up front with Sasuke and I. Nia? Yoko?" Naruto asked, as both men nodded. "I want you two watching our backs with Ino, Sakura, and Tenten, ok?" Yoko, a vibrant, orangey red bombshell smirked. "You know you three wouldn't be able to do a damn thing without us, and you know it!" She laughs. "You got it kid." She finishes with a smirk, before noticing a few of the males present staring at her with drool coming from their lips. She under stood why, but her target was one specific man, a wild man with blood slightly dripping from his nose. "DAMNIT KIBA, STOP LEARING AT ME YOU PERVERT!" She screams, before braining the poor wild man with a mallet she produces from places that are never asked.

"Take it easy Yoko." Kamina says, treading carefully, so to speak. "We sort of need him conscious in this fight. Kill him later." Yoko, hearing this, rounds on the tattooed man. "And you, you shirtless bastard! Why didn't you defend my honour?" She yells, the pitch of her voice changing wildly. Kamina, being that brash man he is, proceeded to put his foot in his mouth. "Every time I 'defend' your honour, being the Manly husband I try to be, you beat the shit out of me! Either that, or you throw an absolute shit-tonne of knives at me! Screw that, defend your own damn honour!" Kamina replies, harrumphing, and crossing his arms, a sour look upon his face.

Simon and Nia, both used to this kind of situation, sigh, and palm their faces, awaiting the inventible ass whooping that the blue haired man is about to take. Sure enough, not a moment later, Kamina was on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, as his wife, Yoko, decided to take matters into her own hands.

"Bro always seems to dig himself a big enough grave with her." Simon sighs, while Nia grabs onto his arm, hugging it to herself. "It is his own fault most of the time Simon." The soft spoken Nia chimes in, giggling to herself.

Naruto laughs to himself, raising his hands to the sky, bringing the crowd to attention. "People of Konoha! Hear me!" He bellows, as the crowd grows silent. "Today, we see the end of a conflict that has been generations in the making. The army outside our walls have been reduced to what they now resemble! But, we are not going to give in! They will charge our walls like the fiercest sandstorms of Suna, but, we will not give in! We are the Village Hidden in the Leaves, and we've survived three wars, and two invasions! These morons think that we are weak! That we are scared! And you know what? THEY DON'T KNOW SHIT!" Naruto roars, the crowd cheering.

The blond raises his hands, bringing the crowd to silence once again, a grin that looks like it could tear his head in half adorning his face. "When you're out on the battle, I want you all to ask them one question! And only one!"

"JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM!" Everyone in Konoha shouts at once.

The battle begins.

This is the story of a man who has yet to realise his destiny…

But this isn't the beginning, nor is it the end.

Let us start with how it all began.

This is my first story peoples, long time reader, first time writer and all that jazz. I will update this story as often as I can, and I am open to ideas on what you would like to see in this story.

Please note, there will be no mechas/guns/high end tech in this story, as it wouldn't really fit into it. Only certain characters will be appearing. This will also be a Naru X Hina story, and no harem. I've got no idea how the hell I'm going to play this out, fluff wise, but hey, I'll make shit up as I go. It's worked for me in the past anyway.

Omakes may make an appearance if I think something will fit into that criteria.

Reviews are welcome, flamers will be ridiculed as viciously as I can. As nasty as that sounds, it's just how I feel. You think you can do a better job, do it.

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