Not Even Death Will Keep Me Down

Author's Note: After reading Naruto fanfiction for a few months, I thought I'd take a crack at it. So far, I've only seen one story with this crossover, and I thought it would be an interesting start. Please note, this is my first fic, so any constructive criticism would be appreciated. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto franchise or Sonny. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto whilst Sonny belongs to Jakrin. If you don't know what Sonny is, check out . It's a fun game, especially the second one.

"I'm dead?" – Person speaking

'Why does he look like that?' – Person thinking

"Shut up while I think" – Demon speaking

'Soon, his power will be mine' – Demon thinking

Retrograde – Jutsu/technique

Flashback – Flashback

Chapter 1: I'm dead, yet…Not dead?

Summary: Sasuke defeats Naruto at the Valley of the End and tosses his body down river. As Kakashi arrives, he vows to never abandon a comrade again, regardless of orders. However, some sentient zombies and a former terrorist have other plans for a certain blonde jinchuriki…

The dramatic battle has ended as Naruto lays, bleeding on the stone ground, Sasuke standing over him, his three-tomoe Sharingan spinning madly.

"Face it, Naruto. You're too weak to fight me. You're not even good enough to wash me feet."

Sasuke began stomping on Naruto's head, laughing maniacally all the while.

"Come on, get up. What happened to the dead last who wanted to beat me?"

Naruto, all the while, can do nothing but take blow after blow, exhausted from tapping into Kyuubi's chakra for so long. He lies in a pool of his own blood, the hole in his chest caused by Sasuke's Chidori healing far too slowly.

Sasuke, receiving no response from his former "teammate," decides to rid himself of the irksome stain in his life that was Naruto Uzumaki. He tears off Naruto's forehead protector, tossing it aside like some piece of trash. Lifting him up onto his shoulders, Sasuke walks over to the river, intent on making Naruto disappear.

"Say goodnight, dead last."

With one toss, Sasuke flings Naruto downriver, his body moving to the will of the currents. He quickly disappears from the horizon without a trace. Seeing his ex-teammate drift away, Sasuke only smirks and heads off toward Orochimaru, intent on gaining more power.

Speeding toward the desolate battleground, Kakashi could only inwardly frown with worry.

'Naruto…Hang on, I'm almost there. Just keep Sasuke there and stay alive…'

"Pakkun," Kakashi says. "How close are we?"

Pakkun could only grunt. "Close. Bust Sasuke's scent is distant. I think he's already gone."

"And Naruto?" Kakashi says with a hint of worry in his tone.

"…I think his scent is fading Kakashi…"

Kakashi's uncovered eye could only widen in fear of the truth that Naruto might not make it. Desperate to find his student, Kakashi sped up considerably, with Pakkun following close behind.

'Oh, Kami. Naruto, please be alright.'

A man walks calmly through the forest, wandering, looking for nothing in particular. He wears a simple trench coat with a hood over his head. The coat is open, showing a simple white t-shirt. He wears a pair of jeans and Proverse shoes. A face mask covered his mouth with tinted black goggles covering his face. As he strolls through the brush, he is deep in thought.

'This continent is so much different from ours. It's not as technologically advanced as ours, and humans are capable of various techniques called…what was it? Jutsu? Yes, I believe that's the correct term. However, these techniques seem to be limited and not very reliable, as they involve the use of elements of nature. That large group of ninja who attacked us seemed to be strong, saying they were…A-ranked I think it was. But yet they were too slow, having to go through various positions with their hands before being able to unleash their techniques. Plus the fact that the techniques couldn't even begin to put strain on my Free Will shield. We've fought much tougher opponents then them. Samurai ghosts, non-sentient zombies, the Baron, ZPCI. Hell, even that hobo on that one train to Hew was stronger than those ninja, and he killed himself in the end due to sickness! I'm beginning to wonder if anyone here has any real strength.'

While he was musing, a scent caught his nose. It was faint, but he could recognize that scent from a mile away.

'Blood…Someone's dying. I need to find them, and fast!'

Sprinting now, the masked stranger come upon a stream, bust what he sees shakes him quite a bit. There in the dirt lies a young boy, around the age of twelve. His blonde hair is damp and his clothes are worse for wear. But the only thing the man sees is the gaping hole in his chest.

"Dear God, what the hell happened to you?"

Rushing to the boy's side, he does a quick inspection. He pulls off his goggles, revealing a pair of glowing gold eyes, sclera and all.

'He has a hole in his chest the size of a fist, and his left lung is torn up. How is he still alive?'

He notices the boys eyes open slightly, and he queries him.

"Hey, young man, are you alright?"

Naruto looked up to see a man with gold eyes, but his vision begins to fade.

"Hey, hey! Don't die on me now! Shit, I'm no healer, and Free Will can't heal wounds like this instantly. Where the hell is Veradux when you need him?"

Naruto, hearing the man's voice once again remains awake, desperately clinging onto dear life.

'Damn it, he's taken too much damage. There's only one option left to help.'

"Okay. Young man, what I am about to do is going to hurt you, but I SWEAR, I am trying to help you. Do you understand?"

Naruto, seeing no other option, simply nods slightly. Seeing this, the stranger stands back up. He places both of his arms out, his palms facing Naruto, who still lies on the ground.

"Okay, here goes. Shock Coma!"

A green light envelopes the stranger's hands, green electrical bolts erupting from the glow. The green bolts quickly find their target and hit the dying Uzumaki. Naruto shakes on the ground, as if having a seizure, before tensing and finally going limp. The hole in his chest, which was healing rather slowly, seems to be healing slightly faster.

'That should be alright until I get him to Veradux. But I had better hurry, the effects of that technique won't last long.'

Picking up the boy bridal style so as not to disturb the wound, the stranger runs off, looking for his friends.

Stopping at the Valley of the End, Kakashi could only sob, his hand shaking, gripping the only thing he had left of his student. Naruto's forehead protector trembles in his hand, scratched and nicked from being dropped on the ground. Knowing Naruto would never leave the village, Kakashi could only come to one conclusion.

'Oh Kami, Naruto. I'm sorry…I'm so so sorry…'

Closing his eye, Kakashi steels himself. Thinking of his 'deceased' student one more time, Kakashi vows to not just his sensei's memory, not just Obito's or Rin's memory, but also to Naruto's memory. He vows to never abandon his comrades ever again. Hi swears to take care of his friends and not just hide behind that porn book he carries around. This time, Kakashi Hatake will not ignore his allies.

Author's note: Well, how was it? Good? Crap? Short? If you have any advice, please feel free to tell me. Again, this is my first story, so please keep that in mind. Thank you for reading.