Welcome to the Remake of Gone with the Wind
By: The Kyuubi Overload
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the idea of this story.
Chapter One: Enter Shinobi
Uzumaki Naruto opened his tired eyes to find himself in his room. He was motionless in his bedroll for a few seconds as the body slow awoke with him. The room was almost entirely dark save for a small flickering flame from a lamp by the door to his room. His room was very bland and empty. There was a small table off to the right with some writing supplies and scrolls on top of it. Then there was a brown oak dresser with a mirror hanging over it to his left. His bedroll was off to the right in the corner of the room. There was a trap door next to the bedroll just in case a monster busted in during the night. The trap door led to the foundation under the house making for a quick getaway. There was only a couple of personalized items of value to him in his room. They were paintings of him and his Guardian.
Due to his harsh training, it didn't matter if he had a bed like most or not. He slept on the hardwood floor, and it was comfortable for him. It was a part of his training to a lesser sense. His sensei had told him that it would make him be able to sleep anywhere without worry of sleep discomfort. It was true, and he could rest on the roughest boulder now.
He could still feel the sleepy dust lingering on the corner of his eyes — the sticky substance crusting there itching to be removed. The cold winter night air rubbed against his exposed face. His body was still sore as it ached him awake further. He had overdone it the other day during his training session. He couldn't have helped it. He had been so happy hearing his sensei praise him for once in his entire life other than the alternative. It was a lot better than being hit with a rock for every fuck up he made. The teen doubles down on his efforts hoping to receive more of the almost nonexistent praise. The man that was his sensei was a very shrewd and secretive man. Today, however, was the day he would finally learn more about the man and where he learned to fight the way he did.
It was pronounced that he was far more power than everyone around.
Naruto Uzumaki was a short teenage boy with spiky yellow hair. His eyes were a sparkling blue that seemed to grab most people's attention. On his cheeks were three whisker marks on both sides making his striking appearance pop even more. He was shirtless and was showing his well-defined body. He was very lean, and his muscles didn't bulge out as some other men's did. A pair of dark grey pants was around his waist under the warm blanket.
Naruto had known the man his entire life and still knew next to nothing about the old man. The Uzumaki was an orphan since birth and had been taken in by the man. Danzō Shimura was a man that looked harmless due to his disabilities. Danzō looked like a frail, old man. He would normally walk around with a wooden cane. He has black, shaggy hair, and his right eye was bandaged because his eye was missing. Danzō has an x-shaped scar on his chin. He wears a white shirt, with a dark grey robe over the top of it covering from his feet, to just over his right shoulder. The robe conceals his right arm which was also bandaged.
Naruto knew the truth to this man. Even with his extreme age, Danzō had never been beaten by a monster in his entire life. Sure the man appeared beaten and broken based on his appearance alone. Oh, how wrong that thought was. His sensei could appear out of nowhere and disappear when he was standing right in front of you. Don't even get him started with his weapon handling skills. The man could bring you down with a broken twig. Yes, a damn twig. Trust him on that one, he knew from experience. Yes, experience. You did read that right. Naruto had been taught everything the man could teach him. The blond soaked it up like a sponge did to water. Naruto refused to be raped by monster girls. He had to be strong in this world. Death was around every corner, and so was sex. Naruto would rather die than be with a woman that he didn't love.
Another thing he had learned was about Ilias and her blessings. He didn't care for Ilias's teaching due to how he was raised by Danzō. Danzō had explained what it meant to be blessed. How he had found out the information didn't matter to him, what did matter was the fact that it just made your seamen taste bad to monsters. That was pretty much it. That sounds pretty worthless. Well, that still didn't stop a monster from killing you outright. Then if they were really hungry, they would still rape the shit out of you. See, it didn't do shit. Now if blessings gave you cool power or some shit… Then sign him the fuck up! Too bad, it didn't.
Not mention that Danzō blatantly refused to believe in the Goddess made Naruto question her as well. Danzō was a well-trained warrior and was highly educated with years of experience. Now it's not like she didn't exist, she did, and that's not what we didn't believe in. No, her teachings were very far out of whack. Danzō had said monsters could be very useful if taught properly. Ilias was what caused this whole monster rape thing due to the law she put on humans. It made the monsters very desperate, and desperate situations call for desperate measures.
Shaking his head, he blinked the sleep from his tired eyes as he looked around his small room. Much to his surprise sitting at his desk was none other than his sensei. Naruto was quick to sit up and grunted in an effort as the soreness increased tenfold. He used his right hand to keep his balance to look at his sensei, "Danzō-sensei?" The teen asked looking up at the man.
Danzō was sitting at Naruto's table writing on some papers with dark black ink and a quill in hand. The man's good eye gazed at him from the little table. He stopped writing and stood up holding out the piece of paper he had been writing on. "Naruto do you know what this?" He asked expecting answer.
"No clue, but I got a feeling you gonna tell me." Naruto was promptly hit with a small pebble-like usual, "Ugh, always at the tip of my nose- Fuck- cut it out!" He was hit with three small rocks during that line of speech. "I have no idea what the Hell that is, it looks like really old writing that I haven't seen before, that's all I can say!" The boy ranted out not wanting to be hit again.
Danzō blinked once before answering his own question, "This is the most powerful type of technique known to shinobi due to its versatility alone. This, my apprentice, is a seal. Sealing is too complex for normal shinobi to even dream about making or perfecting. That is why there are own a few who ever mastered the art."
Naruto looked at the paper in the man's hand, "What do they do?"
Danzō continued to stare at the blond blandly, "The only limitations are your imagination and skill level. Seals can be used as bombs, fire traps, storage, contracts with animals, an alarm, do you see the endless possibilities?"
The teen was now standing. Forgetting the aching of his bones. "Amazing, all that from just write- Oh! So that is why you made me fix my handwriting, dattebayo!" It dawned on the blond haired boy.
"That, and no apprentice of mine will scribble down what vaguely 'looks' like letters and call it writing." The man seems bemused by Naruto's sudden realization, "Now get dressed and met me at the dojo. We will discuss more seals and the information you have been seeking." That got the blond moving. He was moving at speeds that most humans only dreamed they could reach. Danzō had slipped out of the room without making a sound. He was pretty good at that too.
He flew into the bathroom to brush his teeth and throw water on his face. He was wide awake now. He grabbed a rag from the railing to wipe the water from his face. He gave the mirror a smile to see his teeth. A healthy white was shown to him. Naruto looked down at the toothpaste. It was something unique as Danzō was the only one in the world who knew how to make it. They were the only ones to have it that he had seen. That was a small profit they made on the side. You be surprised how many people wanted a nice smelling breath.
He then went to his dark brown dresser. It only had five drawers and came up to his chest. He pulled out his dark grey long-sleeved shirt, rolled up the sleeves and pants legs. He wrapped white bandages around both of his legs and arms. The next thing he did was pull the black gloves over his hands and wrist. He then unrolls both sleeves and placed the metal arm guards over them. Unrolling his pants legs, he then put on the silver shin guards. He then grabbed his light grey vest and threw it over himself. He slipped on his black sandals.
He looked at the top of his dresser and saw his fox mask resting there. It was white with orange lines on the forehead and around the top part of its eyes. It had three black whisker marks on each cheek and had black outlines around the eyes and mouth. He picked it up and placed it on the side of his head.
All of his gear came from a village called Enrika which was located on the southernmost part of Ilias Continent. Though the armor and clothes are very light, they are very durable. It was clothing made for a ninja like him. Keeps him safe while not losing mobility. They also fit him very well thanks to Danzō. They had gotten information about the little town when they had been in Iliasburg. A blacksmith knew how to get in touch with the small village. He had been a six at the time of the trip.
When he was done getting ready and dressed, he stepped out of his room and moved with a brisk pace to the dojo — all the wondering, hiding, and blatantly lying from everyone else in the village. It was time he finally got the answers he so desired and even got to learn the most powerful ninja art as well. Today was going to be a great day. That was what the short blond was hoping for anyway.
Naruto opened the door to the dojo, and it was far colder in the room. Danzō sat in the middle of the room. The doors to the outside world were open, and there was a beautiful white blanketing the ground. The trees were bare, and you could see the village below the drop of the hill. Danzō like the sight enough to pick up painting. There was even a painting of him and Danzō standing on the hill looking down at the village as its silent protectors. Brushing off the cold air he sat in front of Danzō. His sensei had his eyes closed, and Naruto followed suit. They both began their mediation. They mediated in peace for an hour. This was just part of the normal routine that they had started ever since he started training with the Kyuubi's powers. A clean body and mind was the key to any victory, especially with the fox. After they finished with their daily mediating, they opened their eyes.
"You are finally capable enough to learn everything about yourself. You must have noticed by now that humans here and all around the world are far weaker than us." The man stated like he knew that Naruto knew they were different. He was right of course. "There is only one group of humans that have more power than others, and those have the blood of monsters or angles in them. They are still no match for us. The reason we are so powerful is that we are not from this world and that is the simple reason I haven't told you anything." Just like that, the Blond was lost before anything else could be said.
Naruto had been following along with what the old man had been saying until the last part."What?" The blond wondered aloud and even turned his just a bit, so his ear was pointed in his sensei direction.
The old man glared at the boy causing him to wince, "I will not say it again after this, we are not from this world. The reason I have not told you sooner was when you were young you tend to be very loud and socialized with everyone and anyone. You were loud and brash giving little care about the information you gave up." The blond blushed in embarrassment. It was a disgrace he had beaten out of himself. Naruto was still friendly, but he was more reserved now than when he was younger. "It made me realize how much you took after your mother."
That made his eyes widened considerably. He gazed into the man's eyes with an eager hopefulness, "Y- you knew my mother?" There was a pleading tone to the voice.
"I knew both of your parents: Minato Namikaze, your father and Kushina Uzumaki, your mother. She originated from Uzushiogakure's Uzumaki clan. Kushina was a headstrong, impulsive, eccentric, and stubborn girl. She was also talkative and tomboyish play pranks on anyone that wronged her. Kushina also had a verbal tic: when flustered or excited, she would end her sentences with "dattebane" Like how you do with "dattebayo."
The blond smiled at the thought that he shared so much with his mother. "Did you know her well?" He asked hoping to get more information on her.
"No, I did not. We disagreed on many things, and she did not like me. She had my respect however as she actively trained to control the power of the Kyuubi." The blond's mouth dropped at that. "Yes, your mother was the Jinchuuriki before you."
Naruto swallowed down some air that been caught in his throat. He nodded dumbly. It was silent for a minute before Naruto asked the old man to continue with his father. He had no idea what was about to hit him.
"Your father was the strongest shinobi in Konoha when he was alive. He was the village's fourth leader and the one that sealed the nine tails inside of you. Minato was more perceptive and collected than you; he was a shrewd person, not one to do something without reason. He was well aware of the terror his reputation inspired in rival villages and would take advantage of it at times, but even then he would remain respectful to opponents. Minato also wouldn't pry into other people's personal affairs unless he felt it was necessary and was not the type to hold grudges."
"Unlike your mother, we had gotten along very well." He informed the blond. "Behind closed door, he would follow my guidance on the inner workings of Konohagakure. He had beaten my choice on who the next Hokage was going to be. At the time I had thought of it as a mistake to allow such an inexperienced shinobi to lead the village. I had been very wrong in that regard. He and I had the same views. Konohagakure above all else."
Naruto was stunned. How could he not be? The raging demon in his gut was there due to his father. He didn't know how to feel about. He also learned just how much of the man was a patriot of his home. "Then the story about the Kyuubi you had told me?"
"He had entrusted you with a powerful weapon to protect Konoha, 'our' home. On the day you were born, a masked man had attacked the village with the Kyuubi." Naruto looked confused about that. Danzō already knew what the blond was going to ask. "Your mother was the last Jinchuuriki and still was when she was giving birth to you. I had assumed that the masked man attacked when she was giving birth to you. That is when the seal is weakest. A Jinchuuriki dies when the demon is removed from them. Your mother didn't die after its removal which was surprising at the time. The Kyuubi was released into the village by a seal since the reports at the time said it had appeared in the village. Once we had beaten the beast back and out of the village, your father fought and sealed the monster into you at the cost of his life. The Kyuubi had stabbed both of them with its nail trying to stop the sealing. The Kyuubi had failed, and you became the third Jinchuuriki of Konoha."
"Well, what happened after that? How did we even get here than?" Naruto asked suddenly hearing Danzō end the story there.
Danzō looked annoyed by something as he retold the next part. "There is not much to talk about regarding what happened next. Hiruzen and I had made it to the scene of the sealing with our ANBU shortly. We had taken you to the Hokage's office to discuss how to handle you and the fallout. That was where we met with the masked man as he appeared before us. I had you in my arm while Hiruzen engaged the man. That was when I felt a pull coming from the man's eye. He was using a special eye technique that I had never seen before." Danzō reached up to his bandages and uncovered his eye. There looking back at the blond was a glazed over eye.
"What- I thought you said you lost it in a fight?" Naruto pointed out looking shocked.
The old man covered the eye once again, "I have lost all vision in the eye. It is useless. Therefore I have lost it in a manner of speaking. I had countered the move with my own Sharingan. It had awoken something new at that moment. I was feeling very distress at losing a valuable tool for the protection of Konoha. Our techniques clashed and must have wrapped reality. I can still remember the look of utter shock in that one as we disappeared from our own world. I end up here with you in my arm and feeling completely depleted. That is how we got here. We have been stuck in this world for fifteen years now. I cannot make seals strong enough to get us back nor do I have the power required to do so now. As much as I am a patriot, I know I am not too far from that when I can fight much longer. You, however, are an Uzumaki. Seals are your birthright. Once I show how to make seals, it will come to you soon rather than later. I don't want you trying to get us home as soon as possible. I want your master sealing before we even attempt to leave this… world." He said with absolute distaste enter his voice.
Naruto could tell the man didn't wish to stay here that long but at the same time didn't want to risk his life on him messing up a seal or something. Naruto could understand that part. "You said something about the Hoage."
Danzō looked amused by what he had said, "No, the Hokage. The Hokage is the leader of Konoha. Your father was the fourth. I had plans to become one as well, but as you can see, that didn't work to my favor. Konoha is the strongest of all the hidden villages. We reside in the land of fire. There are four other major hidden villages, but I will leave the matter for another time. Another reason why I didn't tell you about any of this is that I didn't want you stuck feeling a need to go back home. It would have made a mess out of our training."
Naruto smiled a sad smile and looked up at the old man. Unlike most people, Naruto had not grown at all. He was extremely short for his age, four foot ten to be exact. Naruto had pretty much given up hope that he would grow any taller than this. All this power locked away in something so small. It seemed like that is always how the universe worked — stupid universe. He needs a growth spurt soon. Ahh, who cares that much anyway about being tall anyway! He bet he could kick their ass easily enough without it.
Naruto shook his heads at the random thoughts, "Where would I stack up on the villages scale of fighters."
"You would be near the top of the list. You could fight a Jounin openly with the power you have currently. You can control four tails worth of power as well. Some might consider you one of the village's elite. You are at the level that my top ANBU are." The man paused, Don't let that get to your head. I have been challenged with some of the monsters here, and I barely lost the title of Hokage to the third. You hold extreme potential, you just need the combat experience. Once you have mastered seals, you will take missions from the village to get you that experience and wisdom." Danzō explained his plans for the teen.
"Sounds like a plan sensei…" The small teen paused in thought, "Yeah so… I was hoping to hear a little bit more about them, you know. My parents but I will hold off from that now. I guess it is time to learn seals?"
Danzō nodded to the boy. He seemed just as eager to get started as he. "Yes, let us begin the hardest part of your training."
3 Years later
Naruto was starting to think that he was living a more cursed existence then coming of age. You see when someone comes of age, they can choose to be baptized in the name of Ilias… or something like that. Anyone who becomes baptized becomes a hero! Well, most of these people he would classify as a fool because they never really achieve much. They only fight monsters, and most of them die way too young. Really? One of the worst jobs for life expectancy let him tell you.
It was odd. Naruto would have never guessed that he would find himself in his current situation. The village demanded that he got baptized and became a hero two years ago once he became of age. His sensei was quick to act to find out why the village had made this decision. Danzō Pretended to be fine with the current decision to make it look like nothing was a problem. In reality, he was going to get to the bottom of this. He and his sensei had too much on the plate for this interruption.
They were too busy training to fight monsters, helping tend to crops, and making toothpaste. The toothpaste had put the small village on the map. In fact, due to the Boom of Economics of the village, Danzō had proposed a new and exciting name for the village too. Konoha. Who could of have guessed that one? Even more surprising the village did change its name to Konoha. That was when Danzō became a part of the village council; as small as it was at the time.
His sensei had discovered while in the council the true plot of Naruto's baptism. The Village had a dirty little secret. Anyone being baptized or sent to be baptized a sacrifice actually to the Spider-Girl's. The spider-girls actively protected the village from other monster girls for a small cost of a few upcoming heroes. While it was true, that was Spider-Girl's did protect Village they also threatened The village as well.
Danzō had sped up the training to counter the plot against him. Naruto had to learn at an accelerated rate and when he said he learned everything he meant everything. He had become pretty skilled with all types of weapons. He like the throwing weapons though. Seriously, why only be skilled in close combat or one type of weapon? Finish the enemy before they get close. Why let them get close, so they have a better chance of pinning your ass down, and go at all night? Yeah, no thank you.
Danzō had become the head of the Konoha only a year ago. Due to him becoming the leader of the village, they now faced a bigger problem. Not only did the spider girls want a sacrifice, but they also requested Naruto by name. The queen Spider demanded a specific person who had never been done before. This made it far for difficult than first realized. It meant that it had to be Naruto.
They came up with a plan: a plan that would be beneficial to the village, themselves, and the Spider-girls. They would go along with the plan that the village was planning with. That was Naruto going on the southern road to the port city. That was where he would be ambushed by the Spider Queen's Elite guard. He would be carried away to their home. Naruto would infiltrate the Spider-girls cave and learn how they ran things. Once inside -information gathered - he would then proceed to find a compromise if one could be found with him still intact. If he could not find a compromise, he would then find a way to make sure Spider-girls are no longer a threat to the village.
Naruto had agreed with his sensei. The blond sighed.
All he wanted to do is leave this world for his own. Now don't get him wrong, he did like this village. They had taken good care of him and his teacher minus this whole incident. It wasn't his home. He always thought of the home he may never see. There would always be this feeling in his gut that he was not the same as these people. He was an alien in all but appearance.
He growled at the thoughts. He had come along way with seals in three years. Danzō had said he managed to reach the intermediate level. He was almost there. Danzō had been right; there was a click. Learning seals became even easier. He had surpassed his teacher in a year. A year! He was making his own seals now. He made a water fountain out of seals in the backyard.
This world was starting to drive him crazy though if he heard about one more human being raped then eaten, or raped and killed, or eaten then raped. Yes, the last one was true and very disturbing slime girls can still rape you after they ate you. This world was entirely messed up. There needed to be a change, this pointless and stupid fighting lasted way too long. Peace was way overdue in his books.
The last Uzumaki stood up from his table and looked out at the sight of the world from his window. Summer was beautiful here, and he loved the sight of life. Green, everywhere the eyes could see. Trees made him feel at ease. The smell was also a plus. It all smelled so natural.
Naruto had come too far to fail this important mission. This was his first mission, and Danzō had said it was an S-Rank which implied highly dangerous enemies or risk of war. His was of the top importance. The village church had made sure to get it into his head what was expected of him as a hero. The group he was joining was totally against coexistence even if it was an option. It was one of the te- five commandments. Those commandments were, Thou shalt not have intercourse with monsters, be dutiful in your prayers, point your sword at the goddess and thou shalt cry, Thou shalt not rely on other gods, and finally, Thou shalt not disgrace the goddess. It was a well-known fact that the goddess hates monsters.
He was already dressed in his ANBU combat gear. He was the current Hokage's, right-hand man. Naruto slid the door to his room open. He had a mission to complete. Konoha was in the southern region of Sentora. It was a place where the religion was losing grown. Here in Konoha, it fell almost three months after Danzō was made the leader of the village due to the previous leader dying.
His appearance hadn't changed much at all now that he was eighteen. He still had his warm blue eyes. His spiky golden blond hair had grown to be more of a mess and was much longer. Though the baby fat around his body had seemingly disappeared. His face was more angled than round now, and the whisker marks still hadn't changed at all. His height was still the same to boot… Yep, It was time to start his long and tiresome mission.
H zipped out the house and was down the hill in mere seconds. Naruto was at the Konoha's markets five seconds later. He slowed my pace once he had entered the markets. As he strolled down the village's crowded streets, he received friendly waves and greeting of the Konoha's people. He continues down the path to the Hokage's Tower. A lot had changed in the village due to the boom in the population and the money coming in. It had become a hub of trading when Danzō took over. Boy did he know what the word takeover meant. Everything the small village had set up before was utterly destroyed by his sensei.
He had turned this village into a miniature Konoha. They were a new power rising. To make matters worse for the villages around Konoha, Danzō had begun training soldiers in the arts of the ninja. They would be nothing like him and Danzō, but they would be more powerful than any soldier on the continents. In theory, Danzō hoped they would eventually combat small level monsters.
Naruto thought the same. There was only so much that humans here could do. Naruto gazed at the red tower currently under construction. It was a massive red building. Danzō had shown him paintings of what Konoha had looked like. The Hokage tower here would look like the one back in their real home. Naruto walked past the guards that greet him and bid them a good day. Everyone knew what was supposed to happen today. Many of which though they may never see him again. Fools. They of such little faith in him in his abilities.
They would find out just how strong Konoha's Nine-Tails was. He would get these people to believe in him and give them hope. Hopefully, he could work something out with the spider-girls. He would hate to do what Danzō want him to.
Extermination if everything else failed.
Closing statement: Thanks for reading! I hope you all like the reworked edition! I finally beat the game. I plan on making short chapters to make more updates. Do plan on finishing this story, somebody up there likes me, and Fighter Pilot's Fleets. Please review. I do believe this is a much better opening than the original version.