AN: I have had this as an idea for a long time and have only just written it down. There will be some references to Greek and Norse mythology. Currently the gods in power are the Kages, the king of the gods is the first hokage, Madara is the trickster god, and Jashin is the god of death. Everyone else is unimportant.

Warning: Gore and swearing sorry no kakuhidan. I want this to be a serous fic so there will probably be no romance… unless a lot of people bug me about how they want kakuhidan.

Disclaimer: I wrote naruto, and bleach, and deathnote. I have a lion in my backyard, his name is Eric, and my lion has a pet bunny that is also named Eric. I invented the light bulb, the TV, and pocky. I can time travel and I have the ability to read minds.

Memories/dreams

"talking"

thoughts

If this is a bit confusing I'm sorry but it's the way I like to write.

Flesh tore, ripping itself clean of his body. The pain intensified as he was slowly ripped apart. "This would have been so much nicer if you had just stayed the perfect human pet you were. It truly hurts me to destroy such a beautiful body. If you had just behaved this wouldn't have been necessary." She grasped his chin affectionately. "You were my favorite… if you beg for your life I might think about fixing you." She moved in closer, trying to mimic the intimacy they had once shared. It sickened him, Taki (1) had been all he had ever wanted, beautiful, kind, smart. He had let her into his home, his bed, and finally, her worst trespass, his heart. "You said you loved me, how is this any different? Through love, you were mine, and through this, you will become mine once again. It can even be like it once was, I will play your silly human games, and nothing will have changed. How does that sound, huh?"

The blood was staring to well up in his mouth, and he understood that there were only two choices, to die, or to live as a pampered pet. As Taki drew closer, his mind was made. His tanned face opened into a broad smile as he spoke. "Love is blind, I was a fool." He spat in her face, and felt the cold metal of a knife pressed against the edge of his mouth.

"You have denied my offer twice now, there will not be a third time." The knife slid through soft flesh, followed by a torrent of blood and slurred screams. The process was slowly repeated, as Taki reveled in his pain. "I have already broken your body… what is next?" She took a step back. "Your mind?" And another. "No… your heart. Would it hurt you to hear that my words meant nothing? … To know that you were just another toy? …to know that your entire life led up to nothing? You are nothing. Nothing to me, to your parents, to your friends. We all used you. Because that's what life is, using another to gain happiness, simple really. You refused to use others, so you were used."

The tears would not stop, they just flowed into the open wounds causing more pain, but it didn't matter, it was all over. "G-god will g-g-give you b-b-blood… t-to drink…" And slowly the darkness took him.

"Oh, Kakuzu darling, there is no God."

"You were used. You let her in and she destroyed you." Kakuzu twitched. "And now you will die like the dog you are." His body twitched again. "You hate her? Despise her? Then destroy her."

"How do you expect me to do that? I'm dead. I can't do anything."

"I there is no place for you in the underworld. So you have two choices, you can live… or cease to exist." A red eye appeared and watched as Kakuzu's body twitched.

"Two choices. Two choices! Is that all that life is, TWO FUCKING CHOICES?" His hackles rose. Everything he ever had was leading up to two choices and he could clearly see what it meant in the end. He was a man of business; he understood that nothing was ever free. To get something like a second chance at life meant that he was going to have to give up something important. "My answer is obvious. Now tell me, what do you want!"

The face of a young boy formed around the eye, his face contorted in an emotion that Kakuzu could not name, but one thing he knew, he had just given up something very valuable. "Hmm, you are very smart, most people don't think to read the fine print. There is a catch, but it doesn't matter at the moment." Kakuzu looked down at his body, watching it twitch as his nerves slowly realized that the body was dead and the signals from the brain have long stopped.

"Tell me now." The anger flooded him, he wanted answers and all this boy did was mock him. "Tell me or I will kill you! I don't care if you're a god or death or whatever, I will kill you!"

"Tsk, temper, temper." A body began to move along with the head, and stood just above Kakuzu's body. "I'll inform you of everything in time, but now I need to make sure I even need you at all. You were so easily used by that woman…"

That was the straw that broke the camels back, even in death he was mocked. A burning rage filled his body, starting from his core and moving to the tips of his fingers. The rage soon became tangible, in the form of long threads that slowly mended his broken body, sewing together the torn pieces, altering his body to their image. The pain of all of this was unbearable. The boy simply watched as Kakuzu writhed in pain. "You see you must be taken over by your inner demons, leave your humanity behind, become a demon yourself." And in a moment the boy was gone, leaving Kakuzu to either live or die.

"Simple enough." Taki's words echoed in his head. Her words, laced with hatred, hung heavy in the air, becoming the fuel to Kakuzu's rage. The one thing that kept him moving through the whole ordeal was the thought of personally ripping out that hag's heart.

Purple eyes scanned the room, periodically resting on the three humans before him. "Why are you here?" humans rarely ever made it this far.

"We have come to destroy the evil one." A smile appeared across the white-haired man's face. The men pulled swords and moved their bodies into an attack possession. "And we will kill any one who crosses our path, be it god or demon, we will accomplish out task!"

"Tsk. Will you ass-holes shut the hell up! You're giving me a headache!" The men took an uneasy step backwards. "I hate stupid fucking mouth-breathers like you. How dare you step in to the sacred land of gods and demand a fight! You truly believe that heathens like you are worth the time of Jashin-sama?" he cracked his staff against the ground, purple flames spread from the top, fanning out to create a triple bladed scythe. "Your opponent is me!" He launched at them without further warning.

Kakuzu woke up in a cold sweat, his dream had been more vivid then usual. A hand ran along his cheek, touching the stitches that could not be seen by the human eye.

"Oh you're awake…" His eyes drifted to the other person in the bed, a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes.

"Did I wake you?" He asked wile she preoccupied herself with nestling into his chest.

"No. I was awake for a while now…" The woman placed an ear on his chest to listen to his heartbeat. "Your heart is going crazy, do I excite you that much"

"No I just had a bad dream." Trying not to draw to much attention to the action, he placed two fingers to his neck, feeling the muscles as they twitched to the beat of his hearts. One, two, three, four… only four? One must have died in my sleep, which means I need to restock… the two bodies moved closer to each other, kissing and cuddling. Kakuzu lowered his mouth into the woman's hair and whispered. "I love you Krystal." A gasp could be heard as she looked up at the tanned man in shock.

"I-I love you too!" Kakuzu moved in for a hug but was pushed away. "No. I'm going to go take a shower." Krystal quickly jumped out of bed and threw on a pair of panties. Stopping at the door she quickly turned and added. "But you are free to join me."

"I would love to." …You stupid whore. He watched as she left the room, and smiled. I get a new heart and I don't have to replace my sheets. Today is going to be good.

Hidan stood amongst the gore. The humans proved to have been weaker then he had originally thought, and now he was left with nothing but a pile of dead bodies. And dead bodies were boring. He shuffled about the makeshift battlefield, occasionally hacking off a limb from a near by corpse, as a loud clapping echoed through the halls.

"Wow that was amazing, Hidan-chan!" A young boy with spiky black hair gingerly stepped out from the shadows. Hidan gave an involuntary shiver, this kid seriously creeped him out.

"The fuck you want, Madara?" He clicked the scythe against the floor in annoyance, splattering some more blood onto the already soaked ground.

"Why do you keep calling me that, Hidan-chan? My name is Tobi. Tobi!" Tobi gave a playful smile, but there was something behind the expression that made the zealot shudder. There was a certain hungriness behind the smile, a hungriness that seemed to say 'this was no child'.

"Cut the bullshit, Madara! You can change your face all you fucking want, but you can't change your eye. He pointed to the large red orb, lodged in young boy's skull. "Now tell me why you're here."

"Tobi doesn't want to."

"Tell me or I will kill you!"

"I once knew someone who said the exact same thing." The hungry smile returned. "He is dead now… more or less." Hidan brought up his scythe and pointed it at the boy.

"I don't trust you."

"Tobi never said you could." That smile was really starting to piss him off. "And Hidan-chan? You may be immortal, but do you really think you can kill a god?"

That was the last straw, he launched himself at the so-called god, preparing for the worst, when something stopped him. The zealot was held in place by the silver pendant around his neck. The silver glowing red hot against his pale skin.

"Hidan! That is enough!" A tall man with blood red hair and black eyes appeared out of seemingly nowhere.

"Y-yes, Jashin-sama!" The young demigod was released from the spell and quickly moved to kneel at his master's feet. "I'm sorry."

"I need to have a word with my younger brother. Alone."

"I understand." Hidan sent one last glare towards the so-called 'Tobi', before leaving the two gods alone.

"Jashin-nii-san?" (2)

"What?" The taller man asked irritably.

"Your time is ending, soon this world will change. And you will be left behind in the pages of history." All playful tone had left his voice, he was no longer Tobi, but Madara. "The next generation is already taking form. "

"My preparations have been made."

"And what of your loyal follower?"

"Will follow your cause as long as he can kill things."

"Good." A final smile played across the young boys features. "Farewell Jashin-nii-san." And in the blink of an eye he was gone.

"Farewell little brother."

(1) Taki = Takigakure. I used the name of Kakuzu's old village for the character of his Ex-Fiancé. I will go into more detail of her in later chapters.

(2) Madara and Jashin are brothers. Madara is the god of tricksters, Jashin is the god of death.