Unchained Maelstrom

Authors Note – I won't bore you guys with a long paragraph; however, I do want to get a few things out of the way right now. I apologize for being gone as long as I was, I promised to update Chapter 1 of Intertwined Paths, but I need a serious refresh of Witcher 3 to do so and I'll be replaying it as soon as I possibly can (as I'm moving to a new country and that's stressful enough as it is).

Secondly, this is a crossover with Game of Thrones and Naruto (as you may have guessed). The timeline is set during Robert's Rebellion, 280-281 AC. I've still got to sort out the finer details of the timeline I want to go through myself, but I've got a general gist of it.

In accordance to the timeline of Naruto and when he arrives is the climax of his final clash with Sasuke, during their signature techniques clashing, causing them to both lose their respective arm. Relative to Naruto's power levels, this is Post-War Naruto we're talking about here, however I have plans for that so please don't get discouraged to read beyond the prologue if you think he's going to bulldoze through everything.

Also, he'll be more serious. I always preferred a more serious and intelligent Naruto opposite to his canonical idiotic personality Pre-Shinobi War.

Other than that, I hope you guys enjoy this first chapter.

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

"Demonic Speech"

'Demonic Thoughts'

The miserable cacophony of screams, cries, pleads of the innocent men, women and children being needlessly slaughtered was what greeted Naruto when he awoke with a large, startled gasp.

His head swiveled erratically, attempting to take in his surroundings in as little time as possible, to assess potential threats, to acquire exit points in the event he finds himself in a sticky situation. As to the thoughts raging through his mind while his body was instinctively doing what he was trained to do since he applied for the Shinobi Academy, he found himself confused and rather afraid of the new situation he was in.

'What the hell happened? Matter of fact, where am I? All I can remember is the fight with Sasuke and then nothing else. Kurama, you there buddy?' The blonde reached out to his tenant stuck within his belly since his birth, once an enemy, now close time companion and friend. He was about to call for him once more until he felt the telltale sign of his furry companion deep asleep, the soft rumbling of the Kyuubi's body telling the blond that his companion was asleep. For some reason, he also felt a few other presences in his mind, but stored it for later as a sharp pain greeted him to where his right arm used to be, now just a bleeding stump.

"Son of a-!" He cursed, grabbing his arm in an attempt to staunch the bleeding, before a large surge of negativity hit him from all sides causing him to spasm from the influx of all these dark feelings hitting him at once.

Grunting, he stood up, observing the disaster around him.

Wide-eyed, he couldn't help but wonder just what the hell happened before the sounds of screams greeted him once more, causing the now 17-year-old teenager to quickly burst into action, forcing his chakra coils to its limits, summoning 3 of his clones to traverse to the sights of the largest influxes of negative emotion, believing something horrid about to happen if not already happening. With a nod at their orders, the 3 clones dispersed in a flash while the original decided to help whoever he came across.

'This isn't right. I just walked out of a fucking war only to end up in another one, where the consequence of lost innocence is the same and the inherent cruelty of men still lay prevalent. What was the point of ending the war when another one was just around the corner? War to end all Wars my ass.' Naruto thought bitterly to himself, his only fully fleshed left hand still holding on to the stump of his right arm.

Gritting his teeth to bear the incoming pain, he channeled Fire Chakra to the base of his palm, causing the flesh of his right arm to sizzle and smoke; cauterizing the wound and stopping the flow of blood once and for all.

Going down on a knee, due to myriad of things (Chakra exhaustion, battle-fatigue, the phantom pain of losing his arm) he knelt there, in order to regain his breath and find a moment of peace. If only for a little while. Grunting as he stood up, he set out to do what he always did.

Kick ass and save those who could be saved.

He hoped that his clones were already at their destination, as he leapt into the burning homes and residences of the once beautiful village.

With Naruto's clone, headed South

As the first clone headed South towards the first source of the large negativity felt by the original, he couldn't help but reciprocate the thoughts of his creator. As he sped towards the source, he allowed the shadows of the flames to conceal his presence, while the dust kicked beneath him smothering whoever was behind him and his figure a blur to anyone who may catch a glimpse of him, he couldn't help but grimace as the wretched stench of burnt, murdered and raped bodies greeted his nostrils.

This was an all too familiar scent to him now, he mused. He had hoped that he wouldn't be privy to this smell for an indefinite amount of time, but the Fates seem to have wanted something else, as the familiarity of these smells greeted him like an old brother in arms. He hated it, despised this feeling.

However, it wouldn't do well to bode on these feelings any longer, as the source he was headed towards suddenly spiked, causing the clone to clear his head and head towards it with a reinvigorated stride. Damn whatever the Fates may have in store for them, he'll defy them like he always has. If it meant saving just another innocent life, he would do so ten times over, regardless of the consequences that may befall him.

He made a promise to himself a long time ago, that he will gladly cry blood, sweat, and tears if it meant his efforts were rewarded with the smile of his loved ones, or the joyful tears of someone being returned to their own loved ones.

He steeled himself and sped even further, his figure now rapidly fading, as the clone pushed itself to the limit of what his current body could take, intent on reaching the destination before any potential tragedies could happen.

With Naruto's two remaining clones, both headed East

As Clone 2 and 3 headed towards the remaining sources of the large well of negative energy, they realized one was much closer than the other, prompting Clone 3 to nod towards Clone 2, his mental order being confirmed by the latter's nod, his sharp turn into the deeper parts of the village they found themselves in towards a large keep, killing anyone who attempted to murder or rape any innocent civilians, while subsequently hiding away the ones who were left by these disgusting cretins that called themselves Knights.

They were unaware of what these individuals who clothed themselves in such thick plated steel and wielded double-sided edged blades until one of them shouted at them that he was a Knight of House Lannister (whatever or whoever that may be) and they would be met with grievous punishment and harm if either one of them touched him.

His bravado was quickly dispelled when Clone 2 had enough of his arrogance and beheaded him with a simple stroke of his wind-enhanced Kunai, causing him to wince in pain as he could feel what little reserves he had stored up bleeding even further.

They then continued on their journey, which led them here, with Clone 2 headed off to the large keep, while Clone 3 continued East, his destination seemingly across a large expanse of water, where his sharp eyes picked up the rough outline of an island towards the horizon.

Clone 3 grunted in annoyance as he realized he would need to tap into his own limited reserves to cross the water. However, he couldn't hold it against the original, as the thought of leaving someone to an undesirable fate tug at him harder than the thought of exhausting his already exhausted reserves.

With a quick application to the soles of his feet, he quickly bounded off towards the deep blue, his figure quickly disappearing as he blurred towards the island. The subsequent tsunami being created as an aftereffect of his chakra-enhanced speed, the large waves of water slamming into the now burnt vegetation and soil.

With Clone 2, headed towards the large keep

Clone 2 ducked and dove over obstacles, his lone arm being nothing but a blur as he cut any knight who attempted to either stop him or continue with their blatantly disgusting activities, the sounds of their pain being a source of familiar music to him.

His feet suddenly dug into the ground, as his eyes peered over to the massive structure that was now taking up the entirety of his vision.

"Huh. Guess I arrived. Time to head in and figure out why the hell this is happening and what the hell happened to cause this disaster."

With a burst of speed, he leapt into the large stoned fortress, past the dead bodies (his mind offering silent prayers to whoever was unfortunately caught in the crossfire of war) and past the ruined crates, carts, barrels.

Clone 2 refused to let anyone else die. And as he felt the familiar surge of warmth hit his being, he knew that the original and the other two clones wholeheartedly agree with him.

With eyes of determined steel, and a body brimming with pain and fatigue, he hardened himself to do what was necessary to save whoever he could.

Authors Note – That's the end of Chapter 1. Tell me what you think and please don't hesitate to give me constructive criticism, although I won't be responding towards flames.

I've not got a massive plan for this story, but I did feel incredibly inspired from another story called Identity by CrazyRajat, whom I implore you read his work as it's superior to my own and a great inspiration for me. With his permission, I was allowed to even write this premise out as he had this idea in the first place, so thanks and credit goes to him for giving me the inspiration and permission to write this story.

Anyways Ladies and Gentlemen, I hope you're all doing well, and rest assured, my Rainbow Six crossover is about to be posted soon while the rewrite of Intertwined Paths will follow shortly after. It's a promise this time as I've managed to work everything out and am now just sorting out the grammar and vocabulary.

Other than that, thank you for taking the time to read this short introductory prologue, and for sticking with me throughout all of this.

See you guys soon, until then. Take care, stay safe, and be careful all of you.