Naruto: Chaotic Interloper

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING. THIS IS MERELY FOR MY ENJOYMENT AND TO IMPROVE MY WRITING SKILLS.

AN: Well, this is my first story as well as my first attempt at writing, so I'll keep this short. If you don't have anything nice to say, nobody is forcing you to keep reading. If you have ideas or anything helpful or nice to say, it will be welcomed.

It's a Naruto/Prototype crossover, but the only thing from Prototype will be Alex Mercer. There will be OoC, OC, and AU.

I intend to make this a dimension traveling, god-like, extremely intelligent Naruto harem story.

I will take suggestions for the harem. 5 girls maximum and Hinata is already included, so 4 spots left.

That said, please be kind and I hope you enjoy it.

PROLOGUE: GOD HICCUPS AND EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON

Twice. Not once, but blown up twice. Was this the end for him? Could he finally rest in peace after the shitstorm that was his life.

Death didn't scar him as much as it would have a normal human. As the pinkie-nail sized ball of little red, black, and silver tendrils that was all that remained of his body floated through the dark abyss, he couldn't help but think back on his life and how he ended up in this mess in the first place.

It all began when he ran.

Wait, no, there was a prologue and events that set up the prologue and a conspiracy and….you know what, never mind.

It mostly began when he ran.

-Flashback-

He, Dr. Alexander J. Mercer, had believed he was working on a cure-all for the countless diseases and illnesses that plagued humanity. Except for the Teletubbies and Barney, he wasn't stupid enough to think a cure existed for them.

Anyways, he worked for a bio-engineering company called Gentek on a project funded by a government black-ops group calling themselves Blackwatch. After noticing that Gentek didn't count the aggressive and deadly strains of the virus as failures but as limited successes, he began to get suspicious. After some digging he learned enough to get the hell out of there, taking the only existing vial of the newest prototype of the virus, which he had named Blacklight, as insurance and destroying all his research in the process.

In hindsight, it might not have been his brightest idea in the world to flee from a government black-ops group using the subway. And maybe he should have gotten a case or something instead of carrying it around in his lab coats pocket protector.

Blackwatch had easily caught up with him in Penn. Station, where they got a bit trigger-happy and gunned him down. One of the bullets aimed for his heart ended up smashing open the vial and releasing the virus, immediately infecting him and everyone else there. The last thing he remembered hearing was one of his killers saying a quiet 'Oh shit' before he died.

And then he woke up again. The migraine reminded him of that time during spring break in Mexico when he woke up to find a donkey- "Repreeeeesss, repreeeeesss, repreeeeesss."

While he was repressing the traumatic memory, the two doctors about to autopsy him ran off screaming about zombies.

By the time he noticed he was in a morgue, he could already hear gunshots in the distance. Deciding that being found naked in a morgue surrounded by dead bodies was not something he wanted to do again-"Repreeeeesss"- he stumbled outside in time to see some Blacklight soldiers executing people. And quickly got the hell out of there.

After instinctively devouring one of the soldiers taking a leak, he quickly realized that the virus had changed him. No, it hadn't changed him…he had become it. By consuming the genetic data of a person, he could take on their appearances. By consuming their brain, he could copy their synapses and gain all their memories, knowledge, and skills for himself. It was also pretty damn cool that he could change his clothes using the biomass.

And so he slaughtered, devoured, and evolved his way through the Infected and Blackwatch, eventually getting himself blown up by a nuclear bomb Blackwatch intended to drop on Staten Island in the process of saving everyone's collective ass. But did he get any thanks for it? Nooooo, the Blackwatch bastards blamed the whole thing on him from day one.

Eventually, seeing as how the virus couldn't spread off the island, Blackwatch decided to use it and the people trapped there for experiments. Of course, they never counted on an Alex chunk getting blown all the way back to the island.

And so, the fighting continued. Alex worked on a way to improve the virus to make it help humanity while fighting off Blackwatch and accidentally infected and unstable Blackwatch operative named James Heller.

Of course, Blackwatch took full advantage of that as soon as they heard. They staged his families death at the hands of 'Alex' and offered to pump him full of some experimental biosynthetic-nanites to 'help' him. They conveniently neglected to mention it also acted as a homing beacon for a orbiting nuclear weapons platform so they could take both of them out in one shot. And so they loosed him on the unsuspecting man.

During his final showdown with Heller, one of the higher-ups of Blackwatch came to gloat over Mercers defeat at his weapons hands, doing the typical villain thing and explaining how this was all his plan to use Heller against him. Alex could see one of the men behind him facepalming at his stupidity.

When Heller heard this, the idiot didn't even know what hit him. Well, technically, he did. It was called a tank.

Alex and Heller teamed up and killed most of them off, neither noticing one of the push a big red button. Since Alex was severely wounded from the fight with Heller and Heller was already dying, Alex had a little heart-to-heart with him. In the end, Alex honored Hellers dying wish and consumed him so he could help finish of the people who killed his family.

Unfortunately, or fortunately depending how you look at it, he also assimilated the biosynthetic-nanites.

And here is where bad luck reared its ugly head again, catching him with his pants down. The red button that had been pressed earlier finally made sense as he watched about a dozen or so nuclear bombs headed straight for him.

Interesting thing about nuclear bombs: the collision of atoms rips a miniscule hole in dimensions, releasing a huge chunk of energy before closing. It happens so fast, that nobody would ever notice. Of course, most people don't set of nuclear bombs under a microscope to see what happens, but whatever.

While all those bombs were enough to wipe out Blackwatch, the Infected, and the virus, it also opened a nickel sized hole through which and Alex chunk was forced through before the rest of him was vaporized.

-Flashback End-

And that's how he found himself floating through nothing. Since for some reason he couldn't reform his body, he was stuck using his newly upgraded biomass-nanites to create a virtual library of all the information he had gathered as his only way to pass the time.

He had no idea how long he had been…wherever the hell this place was. As he finished building his virtual library, he wondered if he would finally die. Death didn't frighten him as it once did when he was a normal human. Now, it felt like a welcome release from the shithole that was his life.

His only regret was that he could never pass on his legacy. Back when he was human he was sterile, and now…

Before he could finish his pity party, he felt a shift before he got a feeling of falling. Soon he heard a baby crying, a huge roar and a voice yelling 'Shiki Fuuin' before all the sound cut off and he fell onto something solid. Quickly reforming his body with some of his compressed biomass, he just stared as his mind shut down.

He was in what looked like a small cage inside a sewer. 'Boiler room' he quickly corrected himself, seeing all the pipes leading from his cage off into the darkness. The thing that temporarily shut down his mind was what was inside the cage next to him.

It was a Godzilla sized fox. With nine tails. And it was staring right back at him.