Welcome to a little bit of fun.
Bardock was not in a good mood. He'd been trapped on this damn planet for a while now, the power source in his ship had crapped out on him. So he had to wait for his team to come and pick his ass up.
"Damned planet, stupid weak people on it. Stupid ship." He grumbled to himself as he chewed on the charred corpse of a forest boar he'd tracked down and killed, a crackling fire before him. Bardock was, admittedly, a pretty good lookin' man for a 'savage' Saiyan warrior. Low-class he may be but Bardock was no push over, then again no Saiyan no matter their age, class or creed wasn't a threat when they entered their Ozaru form.
It also helped Bardock was pretty damn good at controlling said form, after using it liberally for so many years.
That wasn't really a source of great discontent for him though, no at the moment it was this little redhead who'd stumbled upon his camp and refused to leave, a power level of 150? Pitiful! Still better than a few he'd seen though so not a completely lost cause.
Anyway, this girl had found his camp. And by found of was more in line that he was more or less right next to his ship, and by proxy the road so lots of people had stumbled past at least. He'd mostly just ran them off with a few blasts.
This girl however, seemed dedicated to bothering him. Every few days she'd pop back up again, conversation, information, interaction with another sentient. Whatever her reasons Bardock slowly found her less insufferable. Somewhat.
She was also curious about the tail.
Bardock didn't know exactly how it ended up happening but to the day he died he'd say it was a misstep of youth, he ended up copulating with the young woman before he left. Excitement at leaving this backwater behind led him to leave abruptly without informing her but he never really gave it much thought, she was a trist on some outer rim planet that didn't mean anything.
Kushina was slightly crushed that the man she'd given up her chastity too had disappeared, slightly putting it lightly. At the age of 15 and pregnant Kushina went full shut in, going into maternity leave with the promise that after the child was old enough to walk she'd be back out on missions.
Sarutobi at least had the honour to tell her it was because of the Kyuubi. The village needed their trump card.
The pregnancy had been scary, she was alone outside of the Hokage and his wife, with her little baby growing inside her, the worst time were when it was feeling particularly active, kicking about like a madman. That was the least pleasant part. Whatever kind of kid it was, they were damn tough, she could say that much.
Whatever little threads of a relationship she had with Minato were cut when she found out she was pregnant, mistake or no this was a choice she'd made and she refused to get rid of her special little baby just because she was, and she was, too young.
The birth itself was mayhem, Kushina was, to put it lightly, torn asunder. Sarutobi and his wife Biwako had been at her bedside for the entire thing, she'd grown quite close to the Hokage and by proxy his partner over the duration of the pregnancy.
Her little man came out healthy as can be.
The tail, was unexpected. The Sarutobi duo thought it looked suspiciously familiar, though the snow white hair and dull red eyes were tell tale signs the boy was born an albino. The screaming, crying baby was silenced almost immediately after his chord was cut and he was in his mother's arms.
"My little Menma, you're so beautiful." Whispered the worn out mother, Medical Ninja assisting the Uzumaki healing process so the girl didn't bleed out. Such was the danger of a birth from an underdeveloped body.
"He's adorable." Cooed Biwako, an aging woman with long brown hair drawn into a ponytail, dressed in a long white and brown robe, a pale scarf around her neck.
"He certainly quite something." Commented Hiruzen, slightly wizened by age but by no means frail.
"Good hair colour." Commented another voice, this one being the resident seal master, Jiraiya. He a man fully grown with wild, long spiky white hair, a pair of red lines down his face and tanned skin from always being out and about. He was sporting a regular jounin attire as technically he was 'on the job' at the moment, keeping Kushina's seal in check.
The albino Uzumaki baby's tail curled around his mother's wrist and he nuzzled closely to her bosom, Kushina got all mushy as maternal instincts went haywire and she fawned and cooed over the baby boy.
Many Years Later
Kushina returned to active duty at the age of 18, and spent roughly a month prior to that rehabilitating her body to combat-ready chakra usage. Her special little guy was up and walking without a problem, red eyes taking in the world around him with gusto, the pair lived in a one bedroom apartment just off the market district. Kushina, donned in the uniform befitting a chunin was meeting up with her team, her little man sitting on her shoulders, tail wrapped firmly around his waist.
Kushina idly noticed over the years Menma's hair never really changed outside getting a little longer and filling out. The wild array of short white hair that was softer than kitten fur still enamored her though. She did pick up that Menma was generally a quiet child, sure he cried when he was smaller, being his only way to communicate but still he seemed to be a boy of few words.
Little Menma was fawned over by his mother, her teammate's Mikoto Uchiha, and even the rough-around-the-edges Tsume Inuzuka.
The only drawback was how quiet Menma was so they assumed he was really shy, Kushina had made sure that her little boy wasn't some pussy.
Aside from occasionally visiting the team during their in-village training sessions Menma spent most of his time with the Hokage's family when not at home with his mother. Mostly Biwako, as whilst Hiruzen found the little 'monkey boy' cute as a button, he did have a village to run.
The odd thing Biwako had uncovered about the boys physiology was how his body reacted to chakra. She'd taken to teaching him a few little helpful things to keep him occupied when she didn't have any little activities for them to do. When he held a leaf to his forehead with his chakra, there was something... off about it. It held a more tangible, palpable presence than most. At first she assumed it was due to his Uzumaki heritage but even Kushina's chakra wasn't so dense.
The leaf had crumpled under the weight of the boys chakra, so she tried a small rock. It too was crushed, though to a much less extent obviously.
It was an oddity to be sure. Orochimaru, one of the other students of her Husband had taken an interest in the subject during his off days, and came to visit. Taking a few blood samples to see what could be the cause.
"Cursory research has revealed the duality of his nature, Kushina-chan." Informed Orochimaru, when he'd called her over to his home one day, to speak on the matter. "Whilst his blood seems to carry the tell tale signs of chakra usage, it seems to be... siphoning off, somewhere else. I understand you aren't a sensory nin so I asked a friend of mind to look Menma-kun over and we've come upon the conclusion that his Ki is being stored elsewhere in his body, like a second core for his energy. To what end I'm not entirely sure but it is fascinating." He'd explained.
Kushina broke the truth to Orochimaru, on an oath of confidentiality to anyone outside the Hokage, whilst Orochimaru was no doctor he was a man who could respect the power of a secret kept.
Apparently Menma-kuns father had been an alien of all things, belonging to a race of galactic warriors called 'Saiyans'. Seemingly humans with supernatural abilities, one of them being powerful projection of Ki energy based attacks, and great physical strength. She'd even said she saw the man fly at one point.
Now, Orochimaru was a skeptic, as any reasonable man would be. But it would certainly explain a few things, that being said he still required a great deal of proof. So Menma-kun began spending more and more time with him to draw out these apparent powers, at first it was slow goings, trying to teach something he had only third hand information on but when the boy produced a glowing blue orb of energy from a palm strike and made a small portion of his wall explode he salivated at the implications.
The ability to use Chakra, and all the techniques therein, and the ability to draw power like his father an invaluable gift for the child and by proxy, the village he served/would serve.
At the age of 5, Kushina being out on a mission with her team, Menma was napping on the couch Orochi-oji had in his living room, the pale man was currently speaking with his apprentice, a slightly older girl, Anko Mitarashi.
The apparent draw to Orochimaru's teaching was the snakes. He'd never lie and say he wasn't more than a little disappointed that she lacked the motivation to uncovering the mysteries of their world.
Not that it really bothered him too much, she was still willing to assist him with his research, but didn't take an active role in it. Contrast to that it seem little Menma-kun was at least a little interested, but it seemed all else left his mind whenever presented with something he could smack around with his fists.
Speaking of, the boy had roused to the sound of rain pittering down on the roof. The cry of falcons cresting over the noise drew Orochimaru's attention as he went to the balcony and leant out, these were the warning signs of an attack.
Eyes wide and trepidation rising he hadn't expected anything like this for quite a while.
They'd been having some skirmishes with Kumo lately, but to start something like this, and so close to the village? How large was there invasion force? Who was leading it? Questions that needed answering.
"Anko, we're being called. Gear up, we've got a war."
The whole event was rather mad, Ninja young and old were gathered, a token force remaining behind as the military might of Konohagakure no Sato ran out to meet Kumogakure, encroaching on their lands. A perceptive man would see Iwagakure shinobi in their numbers. Orochimaru, Tsunade and Jiraiya were there with their Sensei, Hiruzen Sarutobi on the front line, the hopes and dreams of their people resting on their shoulders, the lives of their peers in their hands.
The battlefield was silent, only the soft pitter patter of rain. The full moon piercing through the clouds that had gathered, with but a nod the two sides clashed, the beginning of a new, and bloody war.
Though foolishly or otherwise, the two sides showed their hands rather quickly, Iwa had brought both of their Jinchuuriki, the four and five tails. Great red bodies of chakra shot into the fray, Kumo brought their oldest Jinchuuriki, the 8 tails.
Kushina bit her tongue to stop herself from crying out in distress at the sight of them, fear slowly creeping up into her stomach, but she wouldn't let it best her. Pulling on her Bijuu's power Kushina was coated in a cloak of red, two tails rapidly forming as she clashed against one of the Jinchuuriki, she figured it'd be safest to start with four.
This may have been a mistake.
These were the thoughts of the redhead as she and the four tails battled like ferocious animals, she had back up, certainly. Her team was at her side, but with how little time she'd really had to master Kyuubi's chakra she was too scared to really dip into it.
It seemed her hesitance would be her undoing as Roshi, the Four Tails, managed to get under her guard and slam his fist into her chin, Kushina's head span as the world turned upside down and she suddenly felt herself buried in mud, Kyuubi's cloak dispersing from her body.
"That, did not go well." She thought to herself in a moment of clarity.
Tsume was knocked down with her wolf-dog, Kuromaru, as was Mikoto by the combined efforts of Roshi and Han, the Five Tails.
Kushina was pulled up by her jacket and forced to look into the eyes of the Bijuufied Han, "You fought admirably, Kyuubi Jinchuuriki." Were to be the final words she heard, only for a weightlessness to overcome her and her back to once more hit the muddied ground, the fighting was stifled slightly at the abrupt entrance of a bright blue form, a short, bright blue form.
Standing there and coming in at a stout 4' tall was Menma Uzumaki, shrouded in a wild blue aura. "Stay away from my mother." Growled the youth, his tail out and whipping angrily.
"Menma-chan!?" Shouted Kushina, "What are you doing here!?"
"I'm helping." Said the boy as he looked up to the moon, "And so is that." He pointed at it before the aura abruptly vanished from his body, eyes flushing with a completely red sheen, Roshi and Han reflexively took a step back as the ground quaked around the boy. Raindrops paused in their descent and there was a audible hum in the air.
"Hmm..." Sounded the youth before cracking his neck and screaming bloody murder, "AHHHHHH!" His body began to change, not a small change mind you, but a massive change. Into that of an enormous white ape, with brilliant red eyes, pounding its chest furiously Ozaru Menma towered over all the adults around him, they barely came up to his knee.
Kushina's eyes widened whilst Roshi's pupils shrunk to pinpricks as a primal terror wracked his body, with a bellowing roar Menma released a powerful oceanic blue blast of Ki that slaughtered four dozen people, Roshi and Han barely able to hold on with the durability of their Bijuu cloaks.
"STAY AWAY FROM MY MOTHER!" Roared the beast as it grabbed both men and bit them in half, tossing their gnarled corpses to the side, "I'll kill you all!" Flying into the fray the berserk child tore up the battlefield, with each movement he killed at least two people.
"Kill it!" Ordered the Raikage, as he watched his Ninja produced various bolts of lightning and water began to pelt into the Ozaru's body, with a flex of his power Menma dispersed the attacks as he plunged into the Kumo military.
"CRUSH!" Menma struck the earth beneath him, sending hundreds of people scrambling for footing.
"BLAST!" With a concentrated beam of Ki the butchery recommenced in full, the Ozaru grabbed at the largest figure he could, the tentacle riddled bull, Eight Tails. Out in full now that it's Jinchuuriki was in true danger.
"8-Tails Killer Bee comin' at you, monkey!" Rapped the creature only to take a fist to the face from said monkey, though Menma grabbed the purple bull-tapus by the horns and screamed with fury, a blast directly to the skull, point blank from an enraged silver ape?
The 8 tails head was reduced to ashes and it fell limp before returning to a human form, still headless.
A's eyes widened at the sight of his dead brother and snarled with fury, the Raikage, of the same name, lunged at the beast, his Hell Stab: Four Finger technique up and ready to go. That would be the only substantial damage the silver ape would take that day, but given just how big he was, the wound ended up being only a superficial wound across the chest.
The Sandaime Raikage recoiled in shock as the ape grabbed him, "Kage... You tried to hurt my mother... tried to have her taken. RAAAAHG!" Kushina would have the image of her son ripping a man in half burnt into her mind forever, as would all those who were there to witness it.
The war ended as quickly as it began, Iwa retreated, they'd lost hundreds of men and women, their Jinchuuriki's and their pride. Kumo lost much more, they lost soldiers yes, but they lost a leader, a brother and a dear guardian. Forever would the silver ape be scorned and hated amongst the cloud dwellers.
Konoha gained territory from that conflict, but also infamy.
Though also a great war asset. It just happened that this war asset was a mama's boy who after butchering a dozen hundred people picked her up and sat down with her in his hands, looking over her carefully.
"Hi." Said the Ape, smiling widely that looked more like a menacing grin.
"They say kids grow up quickly, but this is ridiculous." Kushina commented distantly, touching his maw in wonder.
"I like the moon." Answered the usually reserved child, his voice booming and bassy.
"Yep, still the same kid." Jiraiya said, shaking his head. "Still... what just happened?"
"It has happened before, the moon seems to have that effect on the boy." Informed Orochimaru looking the giant child over critically.
"It has? When?" Jiraiya asked with wide eyes.
"Roughly a year ago, I'd taken him out of the village on a little trip, I meant to keep it a secret until we could figure out more about the form, but Menma-kun was more confused than enraged. That was unexpected. How are you feeling, Menma-kun?" Questioned the serpentine man, Jiraiya standing off to his right, confused. Minato behind him looking conflicted.
"Good. Kinda sleepy now though. I had to fly here..." Said the boy before he yawned loudly, his formed slowly shifting back to normal. Though now completely naked, his eyes drooped, Orochimaru unsealed a blanket from his belt and wrapped it around the boy.
"Collect our dead, we're going home. Orochimaru, we will be having words about this." Hiruzen ordered, the Ninja around him saluted and went to work whilst Orochimaru shrugged, holding the sleeping child whilst Kushina and her team licked their wounds and tended to their tattered pride.
"I will say this now, Sensei. I doubt this will work again." Began Jiraiya, drawing attention as he stood with his hand cupping his chin.
"Why is that, Jiraiya?" Hiruzen questioned.
"Well think about it, the kid isn't unscathed. So they know he can be hurt, Kage and Jinchuuriki killer or no, the fear of invincibility is gone now. That being said I doubt we'll have anything to worry about for a while." Rambled the Seal Master.
"It just means that Menma-kun will have to start training properly. We can't afford to have him vulnerable with such power resting in him." Orochimaru said simply, Kushina sighed and rubbed her child's head.
"He's still just a baby." She weakly protested.
"A baby that can eat a Kage and three Jinchuuriki like they're candy." Minato mumbled, Jiraiya couldn't help but agree, though he would have phrased it better, Kushina shot the blonde a withering glare but was otherwise preoccupied.
Hiruzen sighed wearily, "Come along now, we'll return home. We've much to discuss... most importantly, how to deal with the fallout of this situation."
Space
"King Vegeta, one of our scouts has detected an Ozaru on an unmarked planet in the outer rim, what should we do sir?" Questioned a middle aged Saiyan man with coal black hair and eyes.
King Vegeta, a tall man with what appeared to be a widows peak of spiky hair and dark steely eyes, along with a charming goatee looked up from a few reports he was reading to the messenger, "Well we retrieve our wayward comrade and put them to work, how honourless they must be to attempt genocide without sanction." King Vegeta shook his head as he dismissed the man. His own son, Prince Vegeta, much like his father in all respects, minus the goatee, was not far from his father's throne.
The boy was speaking with his retainer, Nappa. A loyal man, and a giant one at that, was conversing with Vegeta on a potentially new training regime to shave off some unnecessary time and energy spent.
All seemed to be business as usual, though he would admit to being curious who sent this Saiyan to this backwater planet.
Somewhere, Bardock sneezed.
Konoha; Next Morning.
"The boy must be trained, no limit placed, he needs to nurture this power it can only help us in the end." Advised Orochimaru, "I've been teaching him a few basic things and he's a practical learner, a quick one at that."
"What happens when you give a child that can already sunder an army more power?" Tsunade interjected, "We have no idea what he'd do with more power."
"Are you suggested a loyals Ninja's loyal child would turn on the village out of what, greed for power? A child." Fired back Orochimaru with a perplexed look on his face.
"I'm here, Jiji-sama." Menma said with a sleepy look his eyes still a little unfocused, entering the room with his mother at his side, looking like he just woke up, having only a pair of pants on. A few scars now dotted his body, the largest one across his abdominal muscles and another cluster on his left pectoral.
"Sorry we're late, he was sleeping like a rock." Kushina apologized, a few bandages on her body from the mostly superficial wounds she'd sustained.
"That's fine Kushina-chan, Menma-kun how are you feeling today?" Questioned the Hokage with a soft smile.
"Fine. When I get big I just needa have a nap afterwards... it takes a lot of energy for me to do it." Informed the little boy as he yawned into his hand before shaking himself out and trying to be as attentive as possible.
"Oh really? Isn't it more like a transformation than a technique, why would it drain energy?" Questioned Jiraiya.
"Because his body is expanding to such an extent that it saps his energy, though with his Uzumaki genetics and the 'Saiyan' genes his well of ki and chakra coils are almost constantly expanding, I'd say by the time he's hit puberty he'll be able to go in and out of the form with little trouble." Orochimaru speculated, the one trial he'd gotten from the boy during his first change was all he could really base this information off.
"We'll have to do more research on it, Oji-san." Menma suggested, "It's better to find out sooner instead of later." Orochimaru grinned widely at the boy and nodded in agreement.
"Menma-kun with what you've shown us, I think it'd be best if you begun training as soon as possible. Would you be willing to do that?" Sarutobi questioned, Menma rose a singular brow.
"What kind of training?"
"Ninja training, though with what we've managed to learn from you so far there may be dozens more application for your Ki manipulation abilities, flight in itself is unprecedented." Jiraiya said with a wide smile.
"That sounds like fun I guess... Kaa-san can I do it?" He looked up to the redhead whom had been quiet during the proceedings, she looked down at her baby, he looked eager to please when it came to training to become stronger. Kushina smiled softly, brushing some of his hair away from his face.
"Of course sweety, you'll grow up to be the strongest man in the world I'm sure." Encouraged the woman, Menma blinked before looking at his hands and then up at the old man behind the desk, a fire in his eyes that Sarutobi hadn't seen before.
"Strongest in the world it is."
End.
So I'll say this now, canon can suck a fat knob in this story. If you came expecting anything more than a bit of fun, there's the door.
That being said if you liked it lemme know. If you didn't, tell me what you might like to have seen instead. If you think SS4 is god-tier levels of radtastic than you too can enjoy things that are cool. Good for you.
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