I finally got Starcraft 2, WoL and HotS, and was inspired to write this. Bits and pieces can be said to be taken from "Naruto of the Shadowed Blade" by VFSNAKE, but I can honestly say those connections were done subconsciously because the last I read VFSNAKE's story was a good few months ago. Most of this is not proofread, and any proofreading will be done at a later time. I'd rather write than edit. If someone wants to do it for me, be my guest.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Starcraft

Zeratul had just moved onto his ship the Void Seeker when he felt the psionic power across the. It was like a great force rolling across the universe. He had been visiting Shakuras before now continuing on his self-assigned vigilant watch out for dangers to the Protoss. This great psionic feeling was powerful and would require investigation. Beyond that, the feeling was very possible to attract the Zerg and if they were to assimilate something of that power… He wouldn't ponder the thought.

So he charted a course across space following the echoes of the force, eventually leading him to a small planet. It was young and healthy, full of nature and life. To his surprise however, he found that on the planet were Terrans. Terrans very much unlike the Terrans he had seen before. They showed no sign of the technology of the others already residing in the sector, they hadn't even reached spaceflight yet. But the Terrans were interesting to him. He observed them controlling and creating various elements out of nothing. There were those who were skilled in the use of fire, manifesting great balls of fire and then some who enhanced their bodies with lightning in order to extreme shows of speed and agility. The most intriguing matter to him however was that they had no use of psionics at all. His observations revealed that the people, "shinobi" they called themselves, utilized a sort of inner energy called chakra in order to perform their superhuman abilities. The planet was strange and interesting but he pushed aside his thoughts toward them in order to follow the psionic force. He tracked it to a large forest area with a singular town in the middle.

Finding a clearing he landed the Void Seeker and proceeded on foot. While the ninja's that guarded the gates were effective for protection against the natives, one such as him, cloaked in the void, entering was no trouble. The psionic signature he had been tracking was stable, now that he was closer to it, making it easier to track. He absently noted that it was mid-morning and that the residents of the village were preparing for some sort of festival. His surprise was evident on his face when the owner of the psionic signature was revealed to him.

It was just a small blond-haired boy, and if his knowledge on Terrans was correct, no more than five years of age. He stood atop a rooftop, watching the boy as he left his home. It was a rundown apartment in a neglected portion of the city. While the boy was still a boy, there was no illusion to him that the boy held great power, as evident by his latent psionics aura.

He decided to stay and watch the boy for a few days, to see if he could understand him.

Over the next couple of days he didn't see anything remarkably unusual about him that would demonstrate psionic ability, no miscellaneous lifting of objects or the baselines of telepathy. What was of interest and of some anger to him was the way the boy was treated by his fellow Terrans. The people disregarded him and some went further and were abusive, throwing food or object at him. From what he could understand, he was regularely overcharged in stores and he caught various whispers of "demon" "monster" "freak" directed the boy's way from the people.

The boy actually brought a bit of smile to his heart, because despite all the whispers, the anger and the residual hate, the boy still had a smile on his face. It amazed him to see such a young boy able to hold down the negative feelings from his surroundings and still approach it positively.

It was the third day that the worst happened in his observations. The festival that the village had been preparing for went into full swing. From what Zeratul could perceive, it was about how a great threat had been stopped. It was nearing dusk when it began. The boy had spent most of his time inside that day, but came out with a guarded expression on his face, warily watching his corners. The boy went to a stand that served some sort of liquid grain based dish. Ramen, the boy called it. After eating a large amount, Zeratul could scarcely believe how the boy could hold it in him, the boy began his journey home. The sun had gone down and the moon was rising in the sky. The first signs of trouble came from an alley the boy was about to pass. Out stumbled two drunk men. One was a shinobi by the sign of the green vest that he wore, and the other looked to be a simple civilian. They both clutched a bottle of alcohol in their hands, and when they sighted the boy, their eyes lit up malevolently.

The boy had stopped in front of them, a bit frozen in fear, but with his eyes glancing about, looking for an escape. But it wasn't to be, the shinobi grabbed him by the collar of his white shirt and lifted him off the ground. He handed off his bottle to the civilian and pulled out one of those diamond shaped knives that was common amongst the shinobi. Displaying obvious knowledge in its usage by spinning it and then holding it threateningly to the boy's face the shinobi began to threaten him. It was mostly mumbled but the clearest words that Zeratul could understand was that the boy was an "abomination," and was about to pay for "it's crimes." It quickly escalated from there.

The boy managed to get off a kick that surprised the drunk enough that he dropped him. The boy scrambled under the lunge of the other drunk and started running down the street, the two following. At first not many paid heed, a few watched as the three passed by and sometimes, someone would cheer for the drunks. Then another drunk had joined the chase, yelling out for the "fox demon's blood." Then another. And then they came in pairs, drunks and non-drunks. It was quickly turning into a mob calling out for the death of the boy. Zeratul noted that there were several shinobi watching the situation, most of them dressed din the black cloak and white mask that Zeratul had taken to represent their special forces of some kind. But despite the obvious signs of violence and hate they did nothing, watching the proceedings unattached. His attention turned back to the boy. He had tripped and the mob had proceeded to catch up and surround him and eventually began to beat him. It was horrifying to see, several grown Terrans beating up on a small Terran child. A few of the shinobi had taken out their weapons and one was being particularly cruel in dragging his knife along the boy's arm. All the while the masked watchers dead nothing. Zeratul's eyes narrowed in anger.

In front of him was a boy with the heart of a warrior, but was hated by his fellow Terrans. It was a monstrosity to him. Then the plan came to him. Later he would say he didn't know why he did what he did next but he never regretted it. He waited for the mob to disperse and leave the boy be. He was careful to make sure they didn't cause any permanent harm, but by the end the boy was lying in his own blood, his whole body covered in bruises and cuts and left arm broken. A few minutes passed as the masks just watched. Then one left its fellows to pick up the boy and take him to the town hospital. Zeratul followed, cloaked and in the shadows. There in the hospital a few complications arose with treatment of the boy. Finally, one doctor agreed to help but under extreme duress and with immense reluctance. Eventually all the masks left and the doctor was gone with the boy's wounds mildly patched and arm set. A final look around assured Zeratul that no one was watching, and he proceeded to gingerly pick up the boy and a manipulation of the void lead to an extension of his cloak over onto him.

Soon enough they were back on board the Void Seeker and leaving the planet. Zeratul took a glance at the boy to solidify his resolve. The dark templar would give the boy a new life, most definitely not an easy one, but one better than the one he had surrounded by his people.

Zeratul arrived back on Shakuras with little trouble and proceeded to take the boy to see Raszagal, the matriarch of the Dark Templar. He had explained the situation to the boy, who wasn't much phased by it. The boy had been in a sort of depression for a day but then moved on, much to Zeratul's surprise. Zeratul assumed to be a product of his upbringing, a boy who lived on the streets with not many people to call to for help. Naruto, the boy's name, was a survivor.

Naruto drew intrigued looks and whispers as they walked through the halls of the Protoss temple that the Matriarch resided in. He looked about in amazement at the surroundings. The aliens, the Protoss, were strange looking to him and the architecture of the place only added on to his wonder. Eventually they entered a small chamber, in width and length. The ceiling soared into the darkness. He was nervous as he looked at the aged Protoss in front of him. He absently clutched onto Zeratul's cloak as he looked at her. This was Raszagal if what Zeratul had told him was correct. They were discussing his situation. He couldn't understand what they were saying, as they were speaking in an unknown language. But it was evident to him that the matriarch had a few misgivings on taking him in, and that Zeratul was doing his best to allay such feelings.

When the two entered the room Raszagal looked at the boy intrigued by what could induce Zeratul to adopt him as a ward. She could sense his latent psionic ability, it was large definitely and most likely a factor in regards to Zeratul's decision. But she trusted Zeratul and would trust his choice. The only problem would be the care of the boy.

She turned to look at Zeratul, "So, now that you have brought him, what are we to do with him? It won't be as simple as taking him in as one of us."

Zeratul had pondered that question as well and was looking to have some discussion on the matter with the matriarch. "One thing is for certain, we cannot send him to a Terran world."

"Oh, and why is that?"

"He was hated and despised by his fellow Terrans on his home world and the Terrans are distrusting of us Protoss in general, they would not do well to taking a child under their care if we gave him to them."

Raszagal began pacing about the room, mind in thought. "He won't be able to live with us, not as he is. Terrans have different basic needs than us and we cannot provide those needs just for him."

"I cannot take him with me long on my travels either, I will be unable to provide a stable place for him to grow."

She ceased her pacing and moved to stand back in front of the two, "How about we come to a compromise then. Shakuras and other Protoss planets are liveable for his kind, he would simply have to learn to take care of those needs on his own. Why don't you take him for a year or two and teach him. Give him the tools in order to survive and make decisions for himself. When it comes time, give him the choice of where to go from there. We cannot decide his life for him, but we can give him the choice at a better life."

Zeratul nodded at her words, "That is an agreeable solution, we shall be on our way then and I will speak to you again."

"You as well Zeratul."

With that the two departed the room and made their way back to the Void Seeker. Zeratul explained to Naruto the decision along the way.

Naruto, while still a child, found the decision reasonable. "So that means I can call you sensei then?"

Zeratul with his understanding of the Terran language understood that to mean teacher, "Yes Naruto, you may call me sensei."

For the next two years Zeratul took Naruto under his wing. He taught him various academia such as language, art, history and mathematics. He showed him various worlds and taught him of their inhabitants. From the mighty Ursadons on Khaldir to the vile Zerg that were age old enemies of the Protoss. Naruto was taught to fight, but it was quickly found that the bulky gauntlets the Protoss wore in order to wield their psi blades wouldn't do very well on him. So he was taught to fight with the Warp Scythe a few Dark Templar favored. It was a staff that formed two scythe blades, one on each end of the staff and with them facing opposite directions. Beyond looking up to Zeratul as simply a teacher, Naruto began to see him as a surrogate father.

Zeratul didn't know how to respond to such feelings and initially put him off from that, but as time passed he began to see Naruto as a son and they began to refer to each other in such context. Soon enough it came time to make a decision, and Naruto decided he wished to fight as a Templar and so they went back to Shakuras where Naruto would undergo his training.

The year in Terran reckoning was 2499. Zeratul quickly left after leaving his son to learn the ways of the Templar in order to investigate a psionic call sounding out from Char. For the next three years Naruto would join the Templar forces and fight alongside the Khalai Protoss forces in their hunt for the Uraj and Khalis crystals and for the first time, fighting against his own Terran brethren. He wished to join the remaining Protoss forces in their work in the Brood War but was ordered by the Matriarch to stay on Shakuras. His whereabouts were lost during the battle of Talemantos and Kerrigan's kidnapping of the Matriarch. He wasn't heard from again until the retrieval and subsequent death of Raszagal.

Zeratul faced the Queen of Blades defiantly, warp blade humming and ready for combat. At his feet, he had carefully lain the body of his Matriarch. He strode forward ready to do battle. But the next words that came from his enemy were surprising and horrifying.

"I shall let you leave this place. Besides, I have already taken your honor, and that which you now hold most dear."

On Char, the year is 2502. Kerrigan walked confidently and arrogantly across the creep toward a pulsating green chrysalis. It was near complete. She could feel the torrent of psionic energy that was the being inside. Just as she was the Overmind's greatest creation, so was this to be her greatest creation. Her clawed fingers gently caressed its glowing green outer skin. She turned to the spider like Zerg next to her. "Abathur, is he ready?"

"Yes, sequences are fully joined, and the beast within is subdued. The subject should be waking up currently."

The chrysalis seemed to respond with the pulsations happening more rapidly and more intensely. The two backed up to give the resident its space for waking.

The being didn't so much as break open its shell, as it erupted from the shell. It started as a single claw like appendage that poked its way through the chrysalis at the top and then began to cut a single straight line down. The appendage then retracted and Abathur and Kerrigan began feeling the growth of psionic power. The chrysalis exploded and a great figure emerged.

He, for it couldn't be anything but a he, stood at a tower seven foot tall. Its muscles were thick, not small and compact like those of a runner, and not big and thick like those of a wrestler. His shoulders, torso, and legs were covered in a thick ridged carapace with ends near the knees and shoulders have nasty spikes. Its color was a sort of light brown. His visible skin was a deep purple. His fingers were now deadly claws that could be retracted to reveal fingers covered in a glove like carapace. His face had maintained its human features but for the skin taking on a more dark green coloring. Instead of his once vibrant blond hair, he had short leather like tendrils that only reached halfway down the back of his head. From his back sprouted wings of a bonelike material, very similar to Kerrigan's own wings. Finally, bright blue eyes now glowed a nuclear orange.

He took a knee, with his outstretched wings pulling in closer as he bowed his head in subservience. "I have awaken my Queen. I live to serve."

The Queen gave a fierce smile as she looked upon her work. This, this was magnificent. He would be her champion, one to strike fear into her foes, her son. "Rise then my prince, rise so that you may be my weapon and bring death and terror to my enemies."

So, read and review. Any Starcraft Lore mistakes feel free to point them out to me and I'll go back and fix them. What I know is just from some wiki surfing and the games. Since this part is more based in the original Starcraft and Brood War, the lore in those parts is touchy because I haven't played those games in years.

For a timeline this is what I've got going.

Starcraft Timeline:

2497: Naruto kidnapped by Zeratul

2499: Naruto returns to Shakuras and decides to join the Dark Templar, The Great War, Kerrigan becomes infested and the Invasion of Aiur

2500: Death of Matriarch Raszagal, and Naruto is kidnapped by Kerrigan, Great War ends, Brood War begins and ends.

2502: Rebirth of Naruto, two years prior to Zeratul's finding of the prophecy and the events of Starcraft 2 Wings of Liberty and Heart of the Swarm.

Naruto Timeline: (I'm using the timeline as it appears here naruto . wikia wiki / User:ShounenSuki / Timeline)

ANT 6: Kidnapped by Zeratul

ANT 6-12: All canon

ANT 13: Canon, Naruto returns to the Elemental Nations, planning to have it happen sometime around the graduation of the Genin Exams.

Currently I'm not planning to do a real in depth story, mostly this will turn into a sequencing of events, like I have so far. The plot for the story is that Naruto is going to spend the next two years doing various jobs for the Zerg and Kerrigan, taking over worlds and finding new things to conquer. He will be off planet for the invasion of Char in the Wings of Liberty and when he loses his connection to Kerrigan, his immense loyalty will hold him true to the belief she will return. He will then decide to continue the work of the Zerg in her name and the world he comes to after that decision will be his home world, the shinobi world. I still haven't decided on how to deal with that, before I wanted a Zerg invasion, but the Zerg would curbstomp the the ninja. Right now the idea that is most likely for me so far is to have severing of the connection with Kerrigan to have destructive consequences leading to Naruto and a few drones and zerglings crash landing on his home world where he will gather his forces over time to take over the world. Any suggestions are welcome and I don't have a name for Naruto's planet. I'm just calling it his home world.

Characters, no bashing. Or at least I'll try to. I don't want to write stuck up Sasuke and fangirl Sakura, but right out of the Academy they are like that. Not to the degree in some stories, but still displaying those sorts of traits. It takes Naruto for them to grow, however slightly, out of them. So when I get there, send me your opinions on my characterization. But rest assured I won't have anything like Sasuke being all like "I am Uchiha, Uchiha est the best. Be glad that Uchiha look at you and be joyful that Uchiha should consider you worthy of his attention."

Oh and pairings. Eh, maybe? I don't plan on it. But if this is an outcry for a pairing I can do it I guess. Don't expect any lemons or limes though. Besides, my Naruto is going to really have the ability to procreate, as I have him visioned so far. I can change it later on, but its not that big of a deal for me right now.

So to recap, no bashing, no pairings, need a name for the shinobi home world, still undecided on specifics for how Naruto ends up interacting with his home world and chapter will be short and sweet. Sound good? Just drop me a review or a pm if you have anything to say.