Disclaimer: I do not own either Naruto or Stargate.
They came one day, out of nowhere. With enormous ships, the size of which we couldn't even BEGIN to appreciate; they rained nothing but fire and death for all to see. They came. They were called the Gou'uld, parasites that would bury themselves into your neck and take control of the mind and body of their host. Binding themselves to the brainstem so as to control you in such a way that you cannot even begin to fight it. Twisting and perverting your very senses so that even should you become free of it, you will never be the same.
However, the worst has yet to come, for this is just the taking of the host. No, worst by far, is the melding. Imagine being forced to watch the memories of the being, and those before it, as they committed countless atrocities. I was forced to watch as they toppled once great empires, prosperous democracies, and peaceful utopias. I was forced to watch as they raped, they pillaged, and they murdered; all of this in the name of some sick delusion of godhood. It is the melding that truly breaks you. It is the melding that tears into your very soul, and promptly burns it into oblivion.
I escaped. For once, the 'demon' that lay within me had proven truly useful. Kyuubi had cast out the foul parasite. Before the parasite's destruction, the Kyuubi had copied all of its useful knowledge, and downloaded it into my brain. Still, it does not change the fact that I, and those near me, were forced to watch as the Gou'uld destroyed all we held dear. I watched the greatest fall. Tsunade-obaachan, Ero-sennin, Kakashi-sensei. They are all hostages. By now, they have probably been taken as hosts. All of my family is gone. Only nine of us survived. Hinata, Sakura and Anko; Itachi, Madara and Pein; Konan, Sasori, and finally me. Namikaze Naruto. We are all that is left of our planet. They will pay, and we will have our revenge. We are the Akatsuki.
We have lived through terrors the likes of which you cannot imagine. And we are the last. We have pillaged the former great villages for every jutsu, every taijutsu and kenjutsu style, and anything else of worth. We dug them all up. And we trained. Day in, and Day out, we trained. We have pioneered the use of seals and chakra manipulation and taken it to heights previously unimaginable. Still, even with all this training, we cannot forget the faces of those we held dear as they were wiped from the face of the planet. We have no happiness left. No joy, no laughter. All we have left is sorrow and hatred. I may have nearly been taken as a host, but I am not the worst off. Not by a long shot. It is Itachi that has it the worst. He was forced to watch as Sasuke was burned to the ground in front of him. The last of his family. Having been coerced by the Sandaime, he was forced to kill most of his family years before. And after finally getting his brother back to watch this? It destroyed his already fragile state of mind. It was Sakura that saved him. It was Sakura that stopped him from committing suicide. It was Sakura who beat him to a pulp until he snapped out of it. With his recovery we all made a pact to wipe out the Gou'uld. So that no other would have to suffer like we have. It is for this that we have trained. It is for this that we have prepared. We know of the Stargates. We know where to strike. And strike we shall. We swear this. I swear this.
I am Namikaze Naruto.
And I swear on my nindo.
THEY WILL PAY.
I swear it.