Naruto: Rise of the Underworld
By: Night Falcon69
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Kim Possible, Black Lagoon, Tenjho Tenge, or any other characters, anime, or manga that may show up in this story.
Chapter 1: The beginning part1
xxxxxxxxxx Nami no Kuni ( Land of Waves ) xxxxxxxxxx
An ex-U.S. Navy PT-109 World War Two-era torpedo boat sped quickly through the crystal blue waters that surrounded the poor Island Nation of Wave. They were there to complete the first of two objectives which was pretty strait forward, deliver an opium shipment on behalf of Hotel Moscow to a man named Gato of Gato shipping company. On the surface he would present himself as your typical business-man, but in reality he was one of, if not the biggest drug dealers in all the elemental nations.
Quite frankly the head of The Lagoon Company had felt some what insulted when he was first asked to take the mission. After all it was just your typical run of the mill drug run, hell any two-bit smugglers could do it. Had it been anyone other than Hotel Moscow he would have turned them down. He was intrigued though by the second objective, a personal request from Balalaika herself, they were to go into a ninja village in Fire Country, and retrieve a child of about four or five years old by the name of Uzumaki Naruto.
According to her they were looking for a blond-haired blue-eyed boy with three distinct scars on either side of his face, he was also informed in no uncertain terms that if they saw the boy being attacked by anyone be it his fellow villagers or not they were to take immediate action.
For his part though he wondered exactly why she seemed so sure that the boy would be attacked, and possibly by his fellow villagers no less, not to mention why someone like Balalaika would pay so much for his safe retrieval. Considering what he knew of the woman it didn't make much sense to the ex-marine, but hell for the amount of money she would pay them if he, and his crew were successful it really didn't matter.
"Thank you so much for helping out with this delivery as well as the other matter on such short notice Dutch." A beautiful blond-haired blue-eyed woman wearing a red low-cut business suit which showed off an impressive amount of cleavage as well as the surrounding burn scars that also marred the right side of her face, and arms spoke before pausing momentarily as her perfectly manicured hand reached out to take a Cuban cigar from the small box on her mahogany desk.
Snipping the end with a double guillotine-style cuter she put the tightly rolled bundle of fermented tobacco between her ruby red lips, and grabbed her engraved solid gold lighter from the top drawer. As she ignited it she made sure not to let its reddish-blue flame touch the cigar while slowly rotating it and taking several puffs. The Russian mob boss hesitated for a moment to enjoy it's sweat nutty flavor then continued.
"I hope having my 'maid' Roberta tag along hasn't been to much of an inconvenience, I'm sure you will find her quite useful on your secondary objective."
--Flashback--
The former marine turned mercenary wasn't too surprised when he, and his crew had walked down the main docks of their home port in Roanapur Thailand, and were greeted by a figure standing by their boat with a small suitcase covered with travel stickers from all around the world sitting on the ground by her side, arms crossed tapping her foot impatiently waiting for them. She was a rather dainty woman dressed in a maid's outfit wearing a large Catholic crucifix hung around her neck, white gloves, and large-rimmed glasses. Her jet black hair was tied neatly in two long pigtails.
"You must be Roberta, Balalaika told me that you would be joining us on this mission." The bald-headed black man with a goatee wearing a Vietnam-era flak vest, and sunglasses spoke up looking into her cold, dead, dark-brown eyes. After years of war, and being a mercenary he could easily recognize those eyes....they were eyes without mercy, the eyes of a true soldier....a killer.
"You are forty-five minutes late, mistress Balalaika is not paying you to be tardy." She responded in a cold robotic tone before quickly picking up the suitcase, turning on her heal, and boarding the vessel.
"Why you smart-ass little bitch!" Revy shouted before pulling out one of her guns ready to shoot the woman in the back only to be met with a casual look from the dark-haired 'maid' over her right shoulder behind her as if she wasn't concerned about the threat which only served to infuriate Revy even further.
"Easy there two hands, no need to get violent." Dutch said to the hot-tempered woman knowing full well that the deal he had made with Balalaika was contingent upon having one of her 'maid's' come with them.
"Fine." She hissed putting her gun away, and boarding.
"This is gonna be one long ass mission." He said to no one in particular shaking his head before he, and Benny followed the two women aboard.
--End Flashback--
"No, no problem at all Balalaika, just make sure that you remember our agreement." He replied into the ships long range radio.
"Yes, of course... as long as you make sure to deliver him alive, and take good care of him I will let you keep the money from the down-payment of this opium shipment." She said stressing the part about delivering him 'alive' before hanging up.
"All right Revy get ready to offload the shipment." Dutch spoke into the ships intercom system as they sailed into port. Powering down the engines he expertly coasted the former Navy vessel parallel to the docks eventually coming to a complete stop.
With that a young purple-haired Chinese-American woman wearing a brown shoulder gun holster which held two modified platinum Beretta 92FS's, a black tank top that left her arms bare revealing an intricate black tattoo that covered her right shoulder, and upper arm, black fingerless gloves, short denim shorts, and combat boots jumped atop the stack of crates.
Flinging open the hatch, and sticking her head out she paused slightly taking a moment to observe her surroundings before making a downward motion with her hand signaling to the crane operator to lower the hoist rope down to her.
"Hey Benny throw me those securing straps will ya!" She yelled down to the bi-spectacled blond man below.
"Sure thing Revy!" He yelled throwing the straps to her as she quickly secured each one by snapping the rings at the end of the straps onto the cranes iron hook.
"Okay lift us up!" She shouted to the operator as her right hand held onto the hoist rope which easily lifted herself, and the cargo up out of the cargo hold and over onto the docks where she was met by a short piggish man wearing a business suite, and tinted glasses.
"Yeah we're from The Lagoon Company, we have a shipment from The Bougainvillea Trade Company." ( aka: Hotel Moscow. )
Gato made a slight gesture with his hand motioning one of his thugs to check the contents of one of the crates. It was a tense standoff as the thug pulled the nails out, and tugged open the top to inspect it.
"It's quality stuff boss!" He yelled giving a thumbs up before quickly resealing it.
"That's good to hear, I must say you are a hell of a lot prettier than the normal riffraff Balalaika usually sends young lady." The short portly man said lecherously as he reached out to cop a feel of Revy's breasts, but was stopped as she quickly grabbed his wrist twisting his arm behind his back while simultaneously kicking the back of his knees forcing him to kneel.
"Not so fast fuckers!" She hissed pulling one of her guns out of it's holster pointing the barrel at his goons who had started to advance with their weapons drawn. She made sure to keep a keen eye on them while continuing to apply pressure to Gato's arm.
"Well ya pudgy fucker, do you think you can keep your hands to yourself now or do you want me to break you're arm... She paused only hearing a hateful grunt in response.
"Ya know if I report this to Balalaika she might just decide to come pay you a little visit, would you like that...want a war with Hotel Moscow?" She whispered into his ear as she bent over at the waist while cocking the hammer of her gun continuing to look strait ahead at his goons ready to open fire on anyone dumb enough to interfere.
"Well do ya ...answer me pig fucker?!" She hissed louder tightening her grip to emphasize her point.
"No, no of course not please forgive my boldness I meant no disrespect." He rasped out nodding to his men to stand down.
"Good boy." She cooed into his ear as she let go of her iron grip stepping back and holstering her weapon.
"Now do you have the money?" She asked deciding to get back to the business at hand.
"Yeah." He grunted while holding his hurt arm rubbing his wrist.
"Three million dollars U.S. as per my agreement with Balalaika, the cut from the actual sale will be sent at a later date." He continued, nodding his head summoning two of his men who walked up to Revy both carrying a suitcase, each containing one point five million dollars. They quickly positioned them on top of their forearms presenting the cases for inspection.
The purple-headed mercenary quickly opened the first inspecting the bills lightly by lifting a stack of hundreds out flicking through them, then turning her attention to the other she inspected it's contents as well. This was standard operating procedure for deals made through Hotel Moscow, Take a small down-payment up front, then take a cut of the action on the back end... after all no one was dumb enough to stiff Balalaika.
"Good, non-sequential bills as agreed upon, nice doing business with you." She said cheerfully as she grabbed both suitcases, and headed over to the edge of the dock. She then expertly hopped over onto the ships bow and proceeded to look into the cabin while holding up both cases sticking her tongue out at Dutch as he looked on in exasperation at her antics.
"You're a fucking handful you know that Revy." He said Shaking his head. Sighing he started the engines, and sped away from the docks.
"Fucking bitch." Gato spat from the docks as he watched them disappear into the distance.............
"So, Dutch is it true, do we really get to keep all this cash ?" The purple headed mercenary asked sitting on a footlocker in the main cabin polishing her guns.
They had pulled up to a small hidden cove just off shore outside the mainland of Fire country to eat, and rest for the night.
"The deal with Balalaika was that if we bring her this Naruto kid we get to keep it all. "
"Wow Dutch I can't believe she would let us have all this money just for one kid." Benny said sitting backwards in a chair with his elbows resting on it's back across from the others.
"Yeah, I've been wondering about that as well.... seems pretty odd that she would pay so much for one kid.... must be very important to her. You wouldn't happen to be able to shed some light on that would you Roberta?" He asked eying the 'maid' suspiciously wondering just what the hell Balalaika's true intentions were. Her only response was to look up from her sandwich regarding him with slight annoyance before daintily wiping the corner of her mouth.
"I'm sure if mistress Balalaika had wanted you to know she would have told you herself." She replied coldly before continuing her meal.
"Ya know what I think Dutch, I think that maybe that bitch Balalaika is setting us up for a suicide mission, you know I never really trusted her. Maybe we should just forget about the second mission, take the money, put a cap in miss 'maid' here, and throw her corpse overboard." Revy said letting her feelings be known as she injected the magazine back into the gun cocking it loading a bullet into the chamber.
"No, somehow I don't think it's a setup she seems to genuinely care about what happens to this kid I've never seen her act like this before besides our weapons, and equipment are far more advanced than anything they have in these lands." The dark-skinned man spoke with confidence.
He had rare insight into the capabilities of these people, and their ninja villages having discovered these lands after going A.W.O.L. ( absent with out leave ) from his unit shortly after the fall of Saigon during the Vietnam War which he assumed was one of the reasons he, and his crew had been chosen. After he had heard the name of their temporary member he had Benny hack into Interpol's servers to search their database, and found out some rather interesting things about 'Roberta'.
--Flashback a week before the mission--
"Dutch you might want to come check this out." The Lagoon company's resident mechanic, computer specialist, and researcher said.
"What is it Benny, what did you find?" Dutch asked putting his hand on the back of the hackers chair leaning over to look at the computer screen.
"Well it seems this Roberta's real name is Rosarita Cisneros-The Hound of Florencia, a former FARC ( a part of the revolutionary armed forces of Columbia. ) Guerrilla who was trained as an assassin as well as a field medic in Cuba...she's also a proficient sniper, and trained in several different martial arts not to mention she's an internationally wanted criminal...... wanted for numerous bombings, and murders around the world. What the hell is Balalaika doing sending someone like that on a mission to retrieve a kid?"
"I don't know, but we're going to have to keep a close eye on her."
--End flashback--
"So what's the plan?" Revy asked looking at him putting her guns away.
"Well for now I think we should get some shut eye and head out bright and early tomorrow morning it will take us almost a week to get there, who knows how long it will actually take to find this kid." With that the raven-haired 'maid' got up, and left for the bunks below deck.
"Revy, I want you to keep a close eye on her....if she gets out of hand put her down fast."
"With pleasure Dutch." The purple-haired woman replied before getting up and leaving.
"Benny while we're gone I want you to see if you can find out anything about Balalaika's ties to this kid, and stay alert we may have to get out of here in a hurry."
"I'm all over it Dutch."
xxxxxxxxxx Meanwhile in Roanapur Thailand xxxxxxxxxx
Balalaika was currently in her office on an international conference call with two other women.
"So have you retrieved Naruto-kun yet?" A stunning blond-haired brown-eyed woman wearing a large brown leather eye patch over the left side of her face which she used to cover her missing eye as well as several scars asked from her home in Southern Japan.
"I do not have him yet Makiko, I have just sent a team to his home village to retrieve him, rest assured I should have him sometime before the end of next month." The fellow blond replied somewhat annoyed.
"Maybe we should rethink this...maybe we could find another way, what if the ancient manuscripts were interpreted wrong?" A red-headed woman questioned from her home office in Middleton Colorado.
"We've already been over this, the manuscripts have been examined thoroughly. Look, if you're having second thoughts maybe it would be best if I took Kim, and raised her with Souichiro-chan." She said flippantly. She had wanted to raise both Kim possible, and Uzumaki Naruto with her son Nagi Souichiro believing they had a better chance of defeating the coming darkness if they were all raised, and trained together, but Dr. Possible would have none of it.
The beautiful red-heads blue eyes pulsed with unbridled fury how dare she....how dare she even think of taking Kim away from her. The fact that she had always hated Makiko was only magnified by the fact that she was a couple months pregnant and her hormones were all over the place which made her rather short tempered, and easily agitated.
"Listen to me you one-eyed bitch if you or your associates try to take my daughter I will personally kill you." She hissed dangerously into her phones receiver.
"Oh my, such menacing threats, and coming from the good Dr. no less." Makiko mocked.
"It's not a threat, it's a promise...."
"...Ladies that's quite enough, Makiko we all agreed that we would abide by the majority vote which was two to one against you.....it's best to raise the children separately in different parts of the world to lesson the chance of all three being killed before one of them has a chance to stop the threat."
"Fine." She hissed narrowing her right eye. She had expected Dr. Possible to vote against her as Kim was her only child, but to have Balalaika not only vote against her, but offer to raise Naruto herself had been a total shock.
"I think we should end this call here I will let you both know when Naruto arrives." She spoke ending the tense silence.
"Well that went well." She said sarcastically once they had hung up.
"Are you sure that they can be trusted Kapitan?" A man with a large scar that ran from the right side of his forehead down to the left side of his cheek asked.
"Mrs' Possible yes, Makiko I'm not so sure of.....oh look at the time eight pm. Sergeant I want you to activate our assets in Southern Japan, I want them to keep an eye on her just in case she tries something, oh and have my car brought around I will be retiring to the mansion for the evening."
xxxxxxxxxx Middleton, Colorado xxxxxxxxxx
It had taken several minutes for Dr. Possible to calm down after the heated conversation, oh how that bitch Makiko infuriated her to no end.
"Great two am. She yawned having glanced at her wall clock.
"Better get some sleep I've got a mid-morning surgery scheduled at the hospital...probably should check on Kimmy-Cub first though." She said to herself slowly getting up from her office chair, stretching trying to work the kinks out of her lower back. The red-head always hated the sixteen hour time difference between Colorado, and Asia..........
She was leaning against the door frame of her five year old daughters room watching her sleep, smiling warmly at the site of her little girl mumbling lightly while pulling her favorite stuffed Cuttle Buddie, Gold Star Pandaroo closer to her, the No Jo-Jungle Babies Night Light bathing the room in a warm fluorescent glow. Sighing heavily she remembered the day that the Possible matriarch, Nana Possible had shown up to her home with those god forsaken manuscripts.
--Flashback--
"This can't be true, it has to be a fake." Dr. Possible whispered in disbelief laying the ancient parchments down on her coffee table shakily having just finished reading them after putting her eleven month old daughter down for a nap twenty minutes earlier.
"I assure you Ann, it's all true, their authentic..Kim is one of the chosen." The elder possible replied while rubbing away a small smudge from her square framed glasses with an engraved cotton terry cloth.
"How can you be so sure it's Kim, and not some other girl?"
"Surely you've noticed the intricate birthmark on Kim's left shoulder, if you look closely you will notice it matches the mark on the bottom of the last page. It's actually the Japanese kanji for monkey."
"Nonsense, that's just a birthmark..that's all it is a birth mark....."
"Stop it!" Nana Possible hissed. It was time her daughter in law faced facts...she should have never waited so long to tell her, but she had hoped it was a fake, but after she saw Kim's birthmark she had realized the prophecies were true.
"How long have you had the manuscripts?" The red-head asked having finally resined herself to the fact that they may very well be real.
"I've been in possession of them for well over thirty years now, but I've known about Kim's status for a little over six months."
"Why has it taken you so long to tell me all of this, does James know?"
The old woman sighed. "No, my son doesn't know, and I hope he never has to find out. I love my James but he can't handle this. As for why I waited to tell you, I was hoping that I could figure out a way to protect Kim from the shadows...but alas it seems my time is running short."
"What do you mean, running short?"
"Ann, I have cancer.....I'm dying."
All the young Brain Surgeon could do was sit there staring at the elderly woman, shocked by her sudden revelation.
"H-How long do you have?" Ann stuttered.
"Five months....maybe seven if I'm lucky. Anyway I want to spend my final days helping you to prepare for what's to come.
--End Flashback--
The old bird managed to actually beat the estimates and lived a little over a year before she finally succumbed to her battle with cancer. She wasn't too surprised that Nana possible held on for so long, after all she had been a fighter, and trailblazer all her life becoming a top Aviatrix after being the first woman ever to complete the Navy's Basic Underwater Demolition Course ( BUDS, also known as Navy S.E.A.L. Training. )
Ann sighed heavily, over the years the elder Possible had become more than just a Mother in law. She became her friend, and confidant as well as her Sensei having taught her several forms of martial arts years before Kim had even been borne including the prized Pang Lang Kung Fu style that she had learned from a Shaolin Monastery during her travels.
'You're going to be as strong as your Nana, I'll make sure of it.' The red-head thought before being interrupted by her husband as he wrapped his arms loosely around her waist.
"What are you doing up so late Ann? Come on to bed, you need your rest." James whispered kissing her on the nape of her neck.
"Just checking up on Kim, you go on I'll be there in a minute."
"Sleep well Kimmie-cub." She whispered closing the door quietly.
xxxxxxxxxx Eight days later Konohagakure Shigu Motel xxxxxxxxxx
"Ahhh, where the hell is that damn brat, I'm so sick of staying in this dump!" The purple-headed mercenary yelled in frustration flopping down on her bed in their motel room. They had already been in the village for two whole days and still no sign of their target.
"Calm down Revy, we knew it might take a while to find the kid, besides this damn week long festival's made it that much harder to find him." Dutch replied equally frustrated, not only had he spent almost the entire trip trying to keep the two women from killing each other, but because of this damn festival almost all the rooms were completely booked forcing all three of them to share a room in this run down dump. Sure on the one hand it made getting into the village a whole lot easier, but on the other hand because of the influx of people it made it even more difficult to find their target.
"And just where the hell are you going?" Dutch snapped narrowing his eyes slightly behind his sun glasses.
"For a walk, not that it's any of your damn business." The Dark-haired woman spat before putting on her cloak, and leaving the room. To tell the truth she had begun to worry that maybe something had happened to the young master. When they had first arrived she had spent several hours searching the places he had been rumored to be including a ramen stand, and what was thought to be his apartment all came up empty. What if they were too late, what if he was already dead? She shook her head trying to put those thoughts out of her mind.
'No the young master is one of the chosen, he can't be dead..I will find him, and bring him home safely to mistress Balalaika.' She reaffirmed steeling her resolve.
xxxxxxxxxx Shinru Bar Konoha business district xxxxxxxxxx
"Lady this is a fucking bar, if you want milk go to the grocery store....either order some sake or get the hell out." The heavy-set balding bartender spat.
"Fine, then I will have some sake." Roberta relented.
"Make that two." A purple-haired woman wearing the same type of cloak said walking up to the bar. Roberta instantly took her sake, and got up retreating to an open booth in the back not wanting to deal with the short tempered woman at the moment.
"I want to have a quiet drink alone." Roberta hissed looking over at the other woman who had just sat down across from her.
"Tough shit, I think it's about time we had a little talk, you know just between us girls." The purple-headed woman said seriously.
"You know, I keep asking myself, why on earth would Balalaika send an assassin on a retrieval mission." She continued, gaining a small, but noticeable reaction.
"I have no idea what you are talking about I am just a simple maid....."
"...Cut the crap I've been a mercenary for quite a while, I know a killer when I see one. So tell me this did Balalaika send ya to kill the kid or maybe the reason we haven't been able to find him is because you already have, after all you did disappear for a few hours when we first arrived." She accused her watching as the womans white-gloved hand began to tighten around the Sake cup until it shattered drawing the attention of several patrons.
"I think I've just about had my fill." She hissed glaring at the other woman, before getting up, and throwing some money on the table.
"For the sake plus the cup that broke." She said to the bartender before glaring once more at Revy and leaving.
Revy sat there shocked, there wasn't much in this world that could scare the young mercenary, but she had to admit the look in Roberta's eyes had been truly terrifying. She never thought that her accusations would elicit such an emotional response....maybe she was wrong about the 'maid' as well as Balalaika's intentions.
xxxxxxxxxx Meanwhile Konoha Hokage tower xxxxxxxxxx
A four year old Naruto was sitting in a chair holding his favorite stuffed frog tenji. He hated being stuck in this room, every year Sarutobi jii-san would have ANBU escort him to this room, and keep him confined for a whole week. Sure he had toys, coloring books , and crayons to play with but he still resented the fact that not only did most of the village hate, and sometimes beat him when he did nothing wrong, but on top of everything he couldn't even have a room with a window so he could at least enjoy watching the fireworks displays during the festival.
'I can't believe jii-san keeps me locked up like this, it's not fair.' The young blond thought before hearing the two ANBU begin to speak.
"We should be out enjoying the festival with everyone else, but no... instead we're here protecting the Kyubi brat." The boar masked ANBU complained.
"Tell me about it, I can't believe the Hokage would waist valuable resources like us to look after a damn demon." The cat masked ANBU replied hatefully.
"Hey let's go enjoy the festival for a couple of hours."
"We can't do that, what if something happens to the little shit...Sarutobi would have our heads.."
"...Oh come on look he's not going anywhere, no one even knows he's here besides it's only for a couple hours."
"Well I'm sure a couple hours wouldn't hurt." With that Naruto heard door click, and footsteps as the ANBU left.
Naruto being the clever young child he was waited for a few minutes before quietly opening the door, and peeking his his head out.
'If they can leave, and go to the festival then so can I.' The young Jinchuuriki thought. Little did he know this would be the first painful step to a whole new life.
xxxxxxxxxx Konoha Festival grounds xxxxxxxxxx
Naruto had just been kicked into a food cart by a villager as the mob cheered him on.
"Kill the damn demon.....Finish what the Yondaime started!"
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" A woman in a black cloak, and glasses yelled as she rushed passed th mob to the boys side.
"Young Master, Young Master are you ok?" She asked desperately wiping his bloodied face gently with a white cloth.
"Get the hell out of our way, we have to kill the demon!" A random woman spat.
"No I won't let you kill the young master."
"And just how the hell are you going to stop us?" The burly man who had kicked Naruto earlier asked smugly, but was taken aback when the woman laid Naruto's head down gently then slowly stood up looking at the crowd.
Her eyes were filled with cold malevolent hatred as the light from the lanterns reflected slightly against her glasses, her teeth gnashing into a feral sneer making her look like a mad hound which made many in the crowd step back slightly. Reaching into her cloak she pulled out a pair of M1911 pistols, and pointing them at the group.
"Simple...I'm gonna kill you scum first."
So there you have it, chapter one let me know what you think. As far as I know this is the first Naruto, Kim Possible, Black Lagoon, Tenjho Tenge crossover hope you liked it.
PS: For the fans of my other stories I will start working on, and updating them soon. Thanks for your patience.