Prologue…


In this world, there are three rules.

"Shit! He's running away!"

"Don't let'm get away!"

"Fuck, shoot him!"

Kill, you win.

Win, you'll survive.

And if you survive, you've won.

That might seem simple.

Three men, running towards the dark empty suburbs of Japan, somewhere in the middle of Tokyo, are definitely chasing someone. Three of them are dressed rather ruggedly; something that one might consider as unruly. One of them wore a beanie cap, a white polo shirt along with a leather jacket and brown pants with a pair of black boots. Another is dressed in a hoodie with a balaclava covering his face, while his eyes are covered by thick black smoked goggles, he also wears a faded out jeans along with black sneakers. The final one, the one who appears to be the leader of the two, is dressed in a sleeveless t-shirt with a rugged black jacket over it, along with a pair of matching pants and cheap shoes.

But in actuality, it's much simpler.

The trio of thugs turned right at a corner, following their target. They've reached an alleyway, cornering their target at the same time. The alleyway is narrow, the three of them barely fits but it's enough when they have a gun to deal with whoever they are chasing…

Right?

"Haa…haa…" the leader of the thugs panted tiredly as he pulled out a gun from his jacket. A Walther P99 is equipped on the man's hands, loaded and aimed at the person they are chasing. The leader's fellow thugs pulled out their guns too, a set of matching Glock 17; which are loaded and aimed at the person too. "Don't ya' fuckin' move, ya' hear!? Else you want to eat lead!" the boss thug shouted, trying to intimidate their pursued.

A moment of silence invades the dark and gloomy alleyway, the three thugs are tensed from the uneasiness. The leader gulped, but managed to maintain a steady grip on his gun. They are armed, their pursued is not. Why should they be afraid… one might wonder.

Oho, it's because of this:

"…Do you really think you can kill me with just those?" the supposed to be pursued asked, the voice distorted through whatever medium he or she is using. The figure of the mysterious person is unidentified; the only thing that could be said about him or her is that he or she is dressed in a thick long coat with a fedora on, while having his or hands in the pockets.

"Tch…!" agitated by their target's lack of reaction and words, the leader stepped forward. "SHUDDUP! You'll be dead! And once you're dead, we'll get your bounty and we'll be rich!" a sickening, greedy and disgusting face roared with glee; soon joined by two others. These men are the epitome of human greed… how sickening.

From the shadows, the mysterious individual did not move, nor did he or she falter from the threat. Instead of panicking, he or she is calm; keeping a straight head on things. One of the thugs, the leader, stepped forward, his gun ready and cocked. "Now… DIE ASSHOLE!"

BANG BANG BANG

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Shots were fired, but—

"Where did he—!?"

"He's gone!?"

"Impossib—urhg!"

To the other two thugs' morbid fascination, they found their boss decapitated; head missing from the neck with blood sprouting like fountain. The headless and lifeless body of the boss fell to the ground, drenching it with blood. The two remaining thugs were not given the chance to even scream, much less run. The both of them found themselves being gripped on the neck by an inhumane strength; both chocked and struggled, dropping their guns to the ground. The one with the hoodie tried to grab his captor's arms, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the pressure applied to his neck. The other thug tried to the same, only to be warned in a similar style as his friend.

"G-Gaaaack…!"

"E-Ergh…!"

The two struggled, feeling their energy getting weaker and weaker. Their captor, the mysterious individual who they are chasing, stepped out from the shadows and into the light, showing a masked face with a fedora covering his or her head. The masked individual is tall, dressed in a grey long coat with the straps undone, showing a bulletproof vest underneath the coat. The masked person wore a pair of black cargo pants, with various utilities strapped on his or her thigh. A handle of a knife could be seen strapped to one of the straps on his or her thigh, if one were to look closer.

"…Unlike your boss, you two know when not to mess with people, right?" the distorted voice asked from beyond the mask, almost sarcastically.

"F…Fu…Fuck you…" one managed to utter in his position, spitting at the ground.

"…Well, I'll take that as a no." with that, the masked individual lifted both thugs up further into the air, before slamming their body as hard as he or she can into the ground. What results is a loud, sickening crunching noise, signifying that the thugs' spine has been snapped due to the impact alone. Blood began to ooze out of from the victims' openings, eyes, mouth, ears, nose… it is truly a brutal sight.

But unfortunately, there's no time for sympathy in moments like these.

The masked individual pulled out a small, rectangular object from his or her coat pocket, revealing it to be a smart phone. The screen of the phone lights up, revealing a screen.

Congratulations! You have successfully escaped/dealt with your chasers! You gain 500XP for killing all chasers!

You gain an additional +50XP from using 'Greedy Nature' perk!

New items available in the shop!

Congratulations! You have leveled up!

"Status." The masked person said out.

Status:

Name: Player (Alias)

Title: -Hidden- (Due to Disguise skill)

Level: 56

Affiliation: None

HP: 9000/9000 (+50% Resistance to attacks aimed at the body, +20% Resistance to attacks aimed at the head due to body armor and ballistic helmet)

SP: 9725/10000

STR: 32

VIT: 40

DEX: 42

INT: 44

WIS: 43

DEF: 23

ATK: 15

LUK: 15

Status: -Light Steps-(+10 DEX), -Vigilante- (-5% Reputation with Law enforcement and Gangsters), -Trickster- (+15% chance to the Persuade skill, +10% chance to the Charm skill)

Items:

Handgun (Silenced FN Five-Seven): A semi automatic handgun with great overall stability and handling +10 ATK when equipped and used. -3 ATK due to silencer.

Bulletproof Vest (Type III): A sturdy and bullet resistant vest used by military personnel. Capable of stopping rifle threats.

Ballistic Mask: A mask that covers the entire head, more like a helmet. Resistant to handgun threats.

Active skills:

Disguise: You got the wrong person. A skill that allows the user's true identity to be hidden by the use of clothing. (4/5)

Night vision: I see you! Allows user to see in the dark, Thermal vision is enabled when Night vision skill is upgraded to level 3. (2/5)

Silent Killing: Sssh… it'll be quick. User is capable of killing/knocking out targets without producing any noise. (3/5)

Passive skills:

Charm: You got a moment girl? Higher chance to convince/persuade the feminine gender. (3/5)

Persuade: Say… Higher chance to convince other people. (4/5)

Light Steps: Lightly armored means light on the feet. Capable of moving, walking, running without making the slightest bit of sound. (5/5)

Silent Aura: Am I here? 50% Chance of sneaking successfully. (5/5)

Stealth: Ninja time! Detection when sneaking will become harder. (4/5)

Active Perks:

Greedy Nature: +50 XP –Expiring in 03:32:23–

Info: -None-

Current Money: 4,000,000,000 yen.

Satisfied with what he or she is seeing, the masked individual pocketed the phone back into his or her person. Looking up, the dark sky of Tokyo is coming to an end; slowly overcame by the sun that rises from the East. The first sign of dawn makes its appearance; that is the time where the masked person disappeared.

This is a story about a game and a player.

A game that kills and a player who does whatever he wants.


Prologue ends…


"Yo! Naru-ru!"

Sighing, Uzumaki Naruto never liked that nickname given to him one bit. Through bespectacled eyes, Naruto's pair of azure eyes glared lazily over at his so called childhood friend, Higurashi Tenten. Tenten is a girl about the same age of him, though she is older by a few months, he is the one with the more mature attitude if comparisons were to be made. Tenten originally had a long waterfall of brown hair, but she kept that into a two Chinese buns style, causing the word 'Panda' to appear on everyone's mind the instant they look at her.

But Tenten is nothing when compared to her childhood friend. Naruto is tall, like way taller than her. He stood about a good 5'9, a not so normal height for the common Japanese folks. In fact, his looks alone are not common if they were to be compared to the Japanese. He has a messy, spiky blonde hair which he kept wild; he's not one to visit the barber often. Aside from that, the pair of radiant blue eyes he posses is another thing that contrasts him with the Japanese. Though there is a quite odd feature about him, those three whiskers like marks on each side of his cheeks…

"What do you want Tenten… I'm sleeping here…" the blonde haired fellow replied—more like groaned—from his desk. With his head rested on the desk, he doesn't feel like answering or paying anyone any attention right now. He groaned louder when he felt a hand grasping his.

"Now don't say that! Cheer up, class is just about to start." The bun girl said to her childhood friend. "Say… did you hear the news this morning? They found three people from the dangerous gangster group called… called…"

"KV8?"

"Yeah! That! So you do watch the news after all…"

From his place, Naruto raised his head to send a bitter look to his childhood friend. "Of course I do… what kind of person do you think am I?"

KV8: An infamous gang group rumored to have control over all illegal activities in Tokyo, far more influential than the Yakuzas. They are the most recent gang who has captured the attention of Japan's law enforcements, making arrests on their members a top priority. Most of their activities includes: Drug dealing, human trafficking, gang wars, and downright scamming.

Tenten sent a sly look over at the blonde. "Oh I don't know, I thought that you're just a lonely teenager who's addicted to porn and guns." She laughed when she saw the look that Naruto is making. "Hahaha! I mean, come on, you've been so inactive these past few days… what's wrong with you?" this time, there is a hint of concern in her voice.

Shaking his head, Naruto quickly placed it back onto the desk's surface. "Nothing in particular. I'm just… busy with work you know, I'm a programmer remember? This company that I work for, they wanted to get this project done by the weekend and I was the one, along with a few other people, chosen to complete it." He answered hushedly. "I haven't got a lot of sleep, hence why I'm always tired."

Tenten tapped her friend's back, feeling a little amount of sympathy. "I get what you mean… dad sometimes asks me to arrange the shop's stock, and it'll take me the whole day to do it. If I'm not done by the end of the day, dad will ask me to do it regardless of what time is it." She pouted, crossing her arms when recalling the memory.

"About that… how's your dad doing anyway, I didn't even see him the last time I visited your house and that was like two weeks ago." Naruto ask. He then received a hit to the head, instead of a proper answer. "Ow! What was that for?! Huh?!" he demanded, irritated from his friend's action.

Tenten merely sent him a playful look, before holding an expression of mild disbelief. "Dad's away on a trip to China ever since two weeks ago… I thought I told you this?"

Naruto rubbed his head while sending a glare at Tenten. "Maybe you did… or maybe you didn't. If you did, then that means I've forgotten about it." He returned his head to the desk's surface.

"Jerk."

Out of a sudden, the sound of door sliding was heard throughout the classroom; getting the attention of students. A tall man appeared from the school's corridor. The man looks like he is in his middle ages, around fifty or so. He is tall and burly, dressed in the suit he's wearing, making his look all the more intimidating. But believe it or not, he is a math teacher, along with being the homeroom teacher for this class.

"Alright class settle down, we'll begin our homeroom now." The burly teacher enters the class, not forgetting to close the door behind him. Students immediately scramble to their seats, not wanting to get the attention of this particular teacher. Tenten, who was by Naruto's desk earlier ago, is now seated on her own seat not too far away from her blonde childhood friend. The teacher took a moment to survey the class, looking for anything out of the ordinary.

When he found none, he coughed to his huge fist. "Ahem, okay class, today will be a special day. It may seem sudden but you all might have heard from the news earlier this morning, a murder case happened not too far from here." He revealed flatly. "I recommend all of you to not go out of the school's premises while you are having your breaks later on, and of course, you all will be dismissed earlier today." At that, silent cheers began to erupt.

A simple glare from the teacher managed to silenced all of the students. "That is all, now, we will resume homeroom. Class rep." he signaled one particular student.

A girl with a short pink hair stood amongst the rest. "Stand." Everyone follows. "Bow." And everyone follows.

"Sit." The teacher instructed, and the class obeyed in perfect unison. The burly man opened the file he's carrying, checking on the class's attendance list. "Okay, we will have a role call. Akimichi!"

"Present!"

And the list went on.

"Uzumaki!"

Silence

"Uzumaki!"

"Wha—? Oh it's morning already? Sheesh…" everyone snickered at the blonde's laid back attitude. But apparently, the teacher didn't find his attitude proper. "Here…"

Sending a glare towards the blonde student, the teacher then says, "Get your back straight Uzumaki!"

"Yeah, yeah…"

With that, class soon resumes. First period for the day is math. A subject where seventy percent of the students' population find trouble in coping with. But in actuality, math is probably one of the most simple subject there is; if you exclude the theory behind it. In math, formulas are given and the only thing that students have to do is to remember and understand them. It's that simple really… but still, there's a saying that says that not all people are born as heads… but him… he is different.

And by him, one would look at Uzumaki Naruto.

Despite his easy going and sometimes laid back, lazy attitude, the person is actually a calculative and brilliant man. Perhaps the saying 'actions speak louder than words' would be the perfect one to define him. Because when he wants to prove something… he acts it out. A perfect example would be two months ago, when second term had just started. He made a bet with the science professor—who for some reason disliked the youth—saying that he will ace all of the test without even trying, in return, the professor would allow him to use the biology lab as his nap room whenever he's tired. This was made known to the entire student body, even the teachers are interested. Of course, such conditions are in the professor's favor…

At least that's what it supposed to be like.

Instead, by the end of the tests, the results were placed, everyone was in for a shock. He scored every single test with perfect marks. The scary thing is that, the guy wasn't even paying attention in class! It's outrageous! Preposterous! But when you see it, you believe it. The professor was shocked, his age could not keep up with the surprise. Everyone remembered him fainting as soon as he saw the test's results.

Uzumaki's effort… er… or should one say 'achievement' has brought the attention of the government of Japan. People from the government wanted to interview him; something which they did, but it did not end long. Or well.

Upon the interview, which was recorded live for all Japan to see and hear; everything went wrong. The people gave him a few tests, written tests, to be finished. But Uzumaki did not answer any of them. Why? When asked, he said:

"Why should I waste my time writing on papers when I can act and improve Japan's education even further?"

At that, literally everyone in the studio went silent. If they were surprised, then they were shocked to the core when Uzumaki started answering the questions written on the papers without even looking at them. He easily and casually read out all the answers as if he's reading a text book. When he's done, he simply excused himself, and left the studio to eat in a ramen bar—where he is apparently a regular—before returning home to sleep.

That, is Uzumaki Naruto to the eyes of the people.

"Okay class, it's the end of first period. You will be having advanced theory with Takashi-sensei next, be on time when you're done with your breaks. Dismiss." The burly teacher instructed as he prep for leaving the classroom.

"Stand. Bow."

And the bell rings.


"Hoooh! Man that was boring, wasn't it Whiskers?" a boy of an average height asked. The person he was referring to is none other than Uzumaki Naruto. But about the boy himself… he is Inuzuka Kiba, a second year at Konoha High. He is a boy about a feet shorter than the blonde enigma, gifted with an unruly brown hair which he kept spiky, and a downright over the top attitude. A grin stretched over his face, Kiba approached the blonde who has his face flat on the desk. "Maa… even if you're smart, that doesn't mean that you can ignore me you bastard Whiskers."

Naruto did not even bother to lift his head up. An inaudible muttering could be heard, but it's muffled from the blonde. Kiba leaned further, trying to hear what his blonde classmate had just said. "What was that?"

Suddenly, the blonde lifted his head, giving Kiba a flat stare. "Shut up you damned mutt. Go lick your own butt and die from becoming road kill." The way he spoke those words out flatly and humorlessly managed to cause some of the students nearby to muffle their laughter, yet some laughs openly due to the unintentional humor.

Of course, Kiba would react to that statement. He reacted just like any other dog; he barked in anger. "What was that you little shit?!"

"I said, shut up you damned mutt. Go lick your own butt and die from becoming road kill." The blonde parroted calmly. "Sheesh… and I thought dogs are supposed to have heightened senses than humans…"

This response from Naruto only ticked Kiba off further. The brunette grabbed the blonde by the collar, his anger visibly showing. However, Naruto is unfazed. He wasn't even intimidated, much less scared. This, only aggravates Kiba even more. "Why you little…"

"Ahem!"

Everyone's attention are drawn towards the new voice, who interrupted the interaction between the two boys. Naruto, he was too busy picking his nose and wiping the gold he just dug onto Kiba's collar.

Black hair. Check. Glasses. Check. An aura of authority around her. Check. It's Miss uptight bitch… or—by her name—Satsuki Uchiha. Satsuki is… she is a second year at high school. But the same cannot be said for her appearance. Standing only at a height of 4'6, Satsuki is considered—no matter how cruel it is—short. She's plain short. As in a shrimp, a mini, tiny, damned shorty. Compared to her classmates, Satsuki is nowhere near as them when it comes to height or… feminine appeal—when compared to her female classmates.

With her finger pointed at the boys' direction, she spoke, "You two. Get out if you want to fight, I'm sure the teachers would love to see you guys fighting at the hallway." Her tone is high pitched, one that would suspect for a girl to have. But there's something about Satsuki... oh. It suits her, so well. If one were to compare her to an anime based stereotype, she'll be that girl who's not afraid to butt into other people's business and also a massive bipolar. Oh wait, there's a Japanese term for that.

Tsundere.

Yup. Uchiha Satsuki, is a tsundere and everyone knows about it. Everyone.

"Shuddup you midget!" cue tick mark on Satsuki, "You don't have anything to do with it. Now scram, kid!"

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There is also one other thing that needs to be known when one is dealing with an Uchiha Satsuki. And that is to never, ever, call her a kid.

Everything went silent, students having pure dread as expression on their faces. Naruto, he's… he's still sticking gold to Kiba's collar.

Kiba is angry, he has the right to be. But it seems that he's about to learn that his anger is no match for a certain Uchiha… and that Uchiha happens to be the one standing and shaking—in rage—in front of him. Now, Kiba is popular. He is. He's got people who admires him, and that means that he's well informed. And he damn well knows about Uchiha Satsuki and her very, very, short temper.

"What was that?" an aura of pure malice and 'FUCK YOU BITCH I'MA FUCK YO' ASS' surrounds her very being. Her small feet took a step forward, and with it, a small earthqu—nah just kidding. Kiba began to feel intimidated and, like a dog, instead of showing it, he hides it by making his intimidator even angrier.

"Can you please let go of me?"

No one answered Uzumaki.

Kiba, being in the center of Satsuki's rage, could feel the harmful intention that Satsuki is leaking off. Despite knowing that he's afraid, he still tries to look and act tough. "You deaf girl? I called you a kid, a short mid—EEEEEK!" That girly scream that Kiba let out, he's not overreacting or anything, because everyone has the right to scream like a girl when they got a chair thrown at them, inches away from their faces.

"What… was... that… dog?" Satsuki took four steps as she uttered every single word. Each steps she took caused Kiba to take a step backwards… while holding Naruto.

The differences between a dumb and stubborn people? Dumb people take a long time to learn, understand and know things. While stubborn people will still be persistent despite knowing what they are doing is wrong.

And Kiba, he definitely fell on the stubborn category.

"A-As if that'll scare you, flat—"

Everything from this point onward is rated 18+ due to violence.

But who cares about it anyway?

Satsuki disappeared, she disappeared. And reappeared in front of Kiba with the sole of her shoes connected to the dog—boy's forehead. The impact caused Kiba's nerves to focus on the area of impact, since the brain receives the signal, it focuses to distribute a sensation of pain to the boy's forehead area. Oh, he dropped Naruto too. Kiba was flung back to the back of the room, out cold and with froth leaking from his mouth.

Satsuki, looking satisfied now that she has distribute the so called 'righteous feminine fury' upon the male, harrumphed and turn to return herself to her seat. "Stupid boys never learn…" the other students made way for her out of fear for the petite girl's insane strength. Satsuki was close to her seat, but one thing stopped her from advancing further.

The thing about tsunderes, is that they are cold and distant towards others on the outside. But on the inside… they're soft and mellow, like a kitten. Tsun is a term to describe the former, while dere is a term to describe the latter. Satsuki Uchiha has one person that she's gone all 'full tsundere mode' on, and that is Uzumaki Naruto.

The tall blonde finally took notice of the shorter girl in front—er… below his field of vision. He looked down, giving Satsuki his trademark blank look. "Hm. Short." He uttered out as if it's the most important thing to do at that time and hour.

Everyone's faces went pale, mothers are crying and babies are screaming. Is this the end for one Uzumaki Naruto?

The answer is… no. Nope.

Her face transformed into that of a tomato, turning red in the instant she heard the 'S' word coming out of Uzumaki's mouth. She looked down, not able to stand the shade of red she's showing on her face. Steam began to puff out from her ears, and she suddenly had her focus on the floor she's standing on.

Everyone went: "EEEEEH?!"

But Naruto was like: "…"

A certain Uchiha bishounen who was not gender bent was like: "…I'm disappointed, little sister."

It is obvious and visible. Uchiha Satsuki is in love with Uzumaki Naru—

Yeah, that is it for the school scene.


"Status."

Status:

Name: Player (Alias)

Title: -Hidden- (Due to Disguise skill)

Level: 56

Affiliation: None

HP: 9000/9000

SP: 10000/10000

STR: 22

VIT: 40

DEX: 42

INT: 44

WIS: 43

DEF: 23

ATK: 15

LUK: 15

Items:

School Uniform: Standard Konoha High male school uniform.

Small Ballpoint pen: Used for writing, currently half full.

A picture of Kiba's sister: As per requested by the third years.

Status: -Lazy Genius- (+50% WIS when not doing anything), -Trickster- (+15% chance to the Persuade skill, +10% chance to the Charm skill)

Active skills:

Disguise: You got the wrong person. A skill that allows the user's true identity to be hidden by the use of clothing. (4/5) [Unequipped]

Night vision: I see you! Allows user to see in the dark, Thermal vision is enabled when Night vision skill is upgraded to level 3. (2/5) [Unequipped]

Silent Killing: Sssh… it'll be quick. User is capable of killing/knocking out targets without producing any noise. (3/5) [Unequipped]

Passive Skills:

Charm: You got a moment girl? Higher chance to convince/persuade the feminine gender. (3/5)

Persuade: Say… Higher chance to convince other people. (4/5)

Light Steps: Lightly armored means light on the feet. Capable of moving, walking, running without making the slightest bit of sound. (5/5)

Silent Aura: Am I here? 50% Chance of sneaking successfully. (5/5)

Stealth: Ninja time! Detection when sneaking will become harder. (4/5)

Active Perk:

Can't touch this: 40% Chance of escaping when chased by pursuers—Expiring in 03:41:12—

Info: Uzumaki Naruto, a student at Konoha High. A major sloth and genius at the same time. Little is known about him, or is it?

Current Money: 4,000,000,000yen.

Eyeing his phone rather lazily, Naruto paused on his walking as he stood in the middle of the road on the way home. School ended approximately thirty minutes ago, and he's not even halfway to his house yet. His house, a small standard sized and totally not suspicious house, located somewhere in the school's area to provide convenience when walking to school. He can see people from his school walking home too. The singles on their own, the couples walking together and the forever aloners making the bookstore as their destination.

He is on his way home, and he won't have to be bothered by Tenten because she lives in a different complex than him. As he walks, he noticed that he's getting further, further and further away from the school. It signifies that he is nearing his house, obviously. Even while walking, he kept his eyes on the screen of his phone, looking away just to be more wary of his surroundings. His way back home to school is always quiet, the way that he likes it to be.

No nosy childhood friend bugging him, no smelly mutt looking for attention, and no little short girls who are supposed to be in junior high. Okay, maybe that last comment was a little too mean. As the skies of Tokyo gets darker, the closer he is to his house. And the closer he is to his house, the faster he could get his job done with. And it's not his programming job he's thinking about…

Opening the door, he entered his house leisurely, walking past the living room and going up the stairs to his room. He lives alone. His parents died in an accident. He has no reason to hide that fact, besides people will eventually figure it out. It's not like he is that greatly affected anymore by his parents' passing… he learned not to stick to the past for long, he knows that his parents wouldn't want him to have self pity and all that.

So, he compromise. How? By joined a game. A game that all could play.

As soon as he reached his room, he locked the door shut. He pulled out his phone, while uttering, "Disguise." Suddenly, his whole body is enveloped in hexagonal like patterns, and when the shining clears, he is standing wearing a different set of clothes. Instead of his school uniform, he is wearing a grey long coat with black undershirt. He wears a pair of matching pants, along with a pair of sleek black boots. On his head is a fedora, colored as red as blood.

The screen on his phone lights up, popping a window.

Attention to all players! An event is starting, join now!

Event is titled: Last man standing

His blue eyes rose in interest at the sudden pop up. Without hesitation, he tapped on the screen.

You have joined the event! Event will start in 03:59:59.

"Open, shop."

Welcome to the shop! Here are today's special:

Assassin gear set, includes:

Full Body Nanofiber Suit: This suit is suited for sneaking only. It provides low armor rate in exchange for extreme finesse. Water resistant, it is also made with a built in optical camo.

Knives: Made with the latest technology, these knives are sharp, deadly and quick. Variety of knives are available, from small armed tanto blades and simple yet deadly kerambit knife.

Flashbangs: These military grade Flash grenades are mainly used for escape.

Fiber Steel Wires: A roll of steel wire finer than hair yet stronger than most metals. Mainly used for traps.

Silenced P99: This French made handgun is compact and silenced. It's built with a built in silencer, allowing for more versatility.

Cost: 3,250,500

Mercenary gear set, includes:

High Grade Juggernaut Armor: This full body armor allows maximum protection from bullets, small rate explosives and even armor piercing. Using this greatly slows down the user, yet it provides the best and maximum defense.

Light Machine Gun L85A1: This is a full automatic rifle capable of shooting 650 rounds per minute. The compact FAMAS design that the rifle has allows for easy handling and maneuver. This one has a fore grip and a SUSAT sight attached, a laser pointer as well as a tactical flashlight is available to choose from. Extra magazines are included.

Shotgun AA-12: A fully automatic shotgun capable of delivering heavy and deadly damage. Note that no attachments come with it. Magazine are in drums, making it harder to handle. Extra drums included.

Fragmentation Grenades: These are lethal and highly explosive grenades that will explode six seconds after the clip is pulled, spreading shrapnel within the range.

AP Sonar: A built in sonar installed capable of detecting movements within and about 40 meters away.

Cost: 2,500,000yen

Hitman gear set, includes:

Specialized Bulletproof Suit (M/F): This is no ordinary suit. This suit is designed and built with the capability of stopping gunshots from potentially injuring the user. The design is formal and neat, making it a perfect apparel for infiltrating if sneaking is not top priority.

Sniper Rifle PGM Hecate UR II: A French made sniper rifle with devastating power. An anti material rifle, capable of piercing through any solid and weak objects. It has a bipod for convenient use. The scope used is a SCROME LTE J10 F1 10x telescope.

Handgun Makarov PM: This Russian made eight shooter is compact and concealable. Its formal and decorative appearance makes it no different from an accessory.

Hidden Blade: A retractable blade hidden inside the user's sleeves.

Kiss of Death (F)/Pen Gun(M):It may look harmless, but in actuality, it's not. This lipstick is actually a deadly gun disguised as a lipstick, capable or firing a small single 4.5mm round./It may look harmless, but in actuality, it's not. This pen is actually a deadly gun disguised as a pen capable of firing a small single .32 ACP round.

Cost: 4,400,522yen

Upon browsing, a disappointed look marred upon his face. "None of these styles suits me… I guess I should check what's new in store." The assassin gear package is useless since most of his passive skills are stealth based already. The mercenary pack is a plain no-no and while the hitman package is neat, it's too damn troublesome to use.

New Items:

Flamethrower: A mechanical incendiary device designed to project a long, controllable stream of fire. Tanks are sold separately.

Cost: 500,000yen

"Nah, too complicated."

High Velocity Electric Rod: A baton capable of conducting electricity about 6KV through the end of the metal end. Water resistant and light, available with a built in flashlight.

Cost: 40,000yen

He stopped scrolling down the phone's screen, feeling his lips stretching into a small grin. "Now we're talking…" it's cheap, light and easy to use. Just press the button and voila, you have a guy unconscious on your feet. In all seriousness, this weapon fits him best due to its function. It's not meant to kill, meaning that he could beat people up without even having seconds thought on whether or not to kill them. If he has to kill, he'll finish it with his gun.

He pressed the purchase button on the screen, and a screen pops up.

Thank you for purchasing! Your item will arrive shortly!

Exactly ten seconds later, the doorbell of his house rung, signaling that his item has arrived. He'll go get what he ordered later, for now, it's time for him to gear up. He walked over to his wardrobe, opening it to reveal a not so empty space. There are clothes stored in the left side of the wardrobe, while the right side is covered by a wooden screen. Naruto easily slides the wooden screen, revealing the hidden content. His gun, a FN Five-Seven is placed neatly on the top of the wardrobe compartment. His retractable baton is also there, placed neatly next to the gun. While on the lower part, he has his utilities strapped with his knife sheated and also his Type III bulletproof vest.

Wasting no time, he quickly geared himself up; wearing the vest, strapping on the straps, and placing his tools in the many pockets available in his coat. Of course, he almost forgot. Throwing his hat onto his bed, he reached for the top compartment of the wardrobe, retrieving an important piece of the gear. His helmet. Mask. Thing, whatever. It's more like helmet because it covers the entire head area instead of just the face. It's colored black, with glass visors and has a design similar to that of a storm trooper from Star Wars. He put on a pair of gloves to finish the looks.

Now, all that's left is to… wait.

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"Hm… Ramen."

Guess ramen is the most important thing before an event…


A/N: I'm gonna make this quick.

This is a Naruto is a gamer story set in modern time. Guns, cars, Michael Bay and all that jazz.

Naruto is lazy. Nuff said.

Sasuke is a girl. Nuff said.

Review if you want more. Nuff said.

Please help me I suck at games! (I'm the type of kid who rarely play games. In fact, I just found out that Farcry 4 is a game, not a movie.)

If you are still confused, please ask questions through PM.

Bye and have a nice day/night!