Hey, if you are wondering, I am starting all these new stories so I can jump around and not get bored or at a loss for the "next" thing.
Victor Creed was not having a good day. The brilliant early spring sun seemed to mock him as he made his way through ankle-deep snow in the middle of a sparse pine forest. The light reflecting brightly off the snowy ground was enough to put black specks into his vision. He had been hunting Logan for the better part of a week with no success. Two days ago, he nearly had the Runt [Logan], but that damn clone of his got in the way.
Victor was definitely in a bad mood as he made his way towards one of his hangouts up near the Canadian border. His breath clouded the early morning air and frost nipped at his exposed nose. He knew that his scent would be diminished by the snow, so he was not being as cautious as he might normally. Suddenly, though, a scent penetrated the depressive emotional fog he was walking in. He smelled something that was not right. Freezing into place, he lifted his face and breathed deeply, turning in a circle to place the scent. It smelled like HIM! "What the hell is going on here?" he thought to himself as he ran though the snow, following the scent. Occasionally, he would pause and sniff the air to be sure he was going the right way, but he moved virtually non-stop now.
It was not long before he found where the scent was coming from- a boy no older then three lay face down on the ground, with a light dusting of snow on him. Victor cautiously approached the boy to get a better look- moving slowly with much careful studying of the surrounding trees- looking for other people that might be there. The Pup on the ground had blond hair . Victor put his massive hand around the back of the child's head and rolled the child over, revealing three whisker marks on each cheek. The child's canines were long and quite sharp on the end, something Creed noticed when the Pup jaw opened slightly. His other teeth where sharper then normal, similar to Victor's own. He then looked at the Pup's hand and saw that each finger had claws- again, so similar to his own that when he noticed the miniature kunai knife in his side with blood seeping sluggishly from the wound, he reached over and yanked the blade out with a sickening noise [not for him at least]. Considering the depth of the wound, he wondered if the Pup had a healing factor. It would explain why it wasn't already dead. The wound was appeared to be closing at a rate that he had only seen in himself and the runt.
Now Victor was presented with a problem- what to do with the Pup. Once again, he scanned the surroundings, trying to figure out where the Pup had come from. Shaking his head, he looked back at the Pup lying in his hands as a thought hit him. "The Runt has his clone, well I just got myself an even playing field!" He grinned a toothy grin and his head spun ambitious plans on just how he could capitalize on this sudden find Grabbing the Pup by the scruff of the neck, he proceeded to place it within his coat so the Pup would stay warm though the rest of the trek.
Victor took the Pup 'home'- a mostly underground house built into the side of a hill. It was pretty Spartan- a wood fireplace with a large stack of logs against the front wall, a couch on the far wall with a TV on the opposite side, a basic kitchen, and a bathroom. Luckily, there were two bedrooms. Of course, he would have to move a lot of his weapons from the Pup's room to make way. He dropped the Pup on the couch with no attempt at making it a soft landing. He then shook his trench coat out in front of the fire, then hung it up on a nearby hook. Going straight to the kitchen, he pulled a hunk of meat out of the fridge and proceeded to expertly dice it while the wood stove heated up. He looked over at the Pup and a grin split his face. Since there had been no-one near, he assumed the Pup had been an abandoned orphan, so he probably would jump at the chance to have a 'family'. "Yeah, like I care!" Victor thought. "He will become a good apprentice. I will always be top predator and there is no way I will give that title to a damn clone of the runt after I die from old age!".
Meanwhile, in Naruto's mind he found himself in a sewer of some kind with a massive gate looming ahead of him. The constant dripping water was interrupted by a great voice. "Ah, so the kit has finally came to see me."
Frantically, Naruto looked around for the owner of the voice. "W-who is there?" Then a massive fox appeared behind the cage "I am the Great Kyuubi."
Naruto was stunned. "But you died! The 4th killed you.".
The great demon looked down. "Sorry, kit but he could not kill me so he sealed me in you." Naruto was so shocked he could not speak for a moment. "Now remember that drunk that shoved the Kunai knife in you? Well, I poured more then half my Chakra into moving you to a new dimension. I copied the abilities of the nearest being and turned it into a bloodline for you. I also changed your language to the native tongue, to help you fit in. Hopefully I can now rest in peace without your nearly killing us." As the demon finished speaking, the light dimmed and Naruto's world went black.
Victor heard a small growl. He knew that it must be from the Pup. So he left the meat to cook while he walked over to the couch. He eyed the pup warily as the pup opened his eyes, blinked, and turned it's head to face him. The regarded each other in silence for a moment, then "What is your name, Pup? What were you doing so far away from any others?"
Victor watched the pup sit up straight and lift it's chin in pride. "My name is Naruto and, if you must know, I was running from a crowd." Victor knew exactly what that was like, although it had been many years since he had last run from villagers. He had became very good with his claws, along with assorted other weaponry. "Well, Pup. I am Victor Creed. I'm not a father, but you and I are very alike. How would you like to be family?" Victor knew that at this age, those words would guarantee him the Pup's loyalty.
Naruto look up at the man and felt like crying. He impulsively jumped up to hug the large man, who simply patted his back. It was the most affection he had ever received from anyone besides the Old Man.
Victor know that he had the Pup hook, line, and sinker. Now, all he had to do was to train the Pup and then he could finally kill the Runt and have his Pup [Victor is very possessive] start a rivalry with the Runt's Clone. Now, the only matter was what to formulate a plan on what to 'give' the Runt for his upcoming birthday.
Well, what do you think? Victor would know how it felt to be treated like trash and would be very curious about a mutant with the same powers as himself. He would also see Naruto as property. Who should Naruto get paired up with? Let me know through your reviews. Thanks!
