I've taken up the challenge by SpiritualSaber86, and the first four chapters are pretty much a big copy and paste, so don't give me and grief about how this is almost exactly like it.
For the love of god, do you think I own Naruto? Nobody owns the Mona Lisa, she's Leonardo's. What I'm getting at, is that the art will always be owned by the artist, it can change hands by use of money, but the artist has supreme rule. 岸本斉史 owns Naruto. Not me. This is for the rest of the chapters, as well.
Now... Where to begin? My name is Naruto Namikaze, formerly known as Naruto Uzumaki. You may know me by my many nicknames or call signs. Ones like Kitsune Akuma, my ANBU name, the Number-One-Unpredictable-Knucklehead-Ninja, the Man Who Defeated Pain, and so on.
I didn't really do anything to really deserve these many and not always flattering nicknames, well, yes I did, but that story is for another time. I essentially made the best/worst mistake/choice in the history of forever, and mixed two jutsu that shouldn't have been mixed. Oh man, I dug myself a deep hole with this one- you can bet your right hand that many people would see this as a humongous screw up of epic proportions. As to how I messed up/saved the world... Well, you can see for yourself.
Simultaneous shouts of different attacks rang through the lasting silence of the battlefield. Not a soul was around to witness the glory of this particular showdown, however.
"Rasen-Shuriken!"
"Amaterasu!"
Wind and fire met in an epic flash of color and sound, deafening in the quiet. Thousands of colors all across the rainbow showered the sky and reflected on the two warriors upon the battlefield. Brilliant streaks of ruby red, orange, gold, emerald green, sapphire blue, indigo, and deep shades of violet colored the haggard faces, bringing life to the endless death on the once peaceful field.
"Fox-brat! You will never defeat me! I am the ultimate God! Bow before the Eternal Flame's power!" Madara roared at the Namikaze. "Just give up! Give me the fox, and maybe I'll spare your life!" He started laughing crazily.
"I will never bow to someone like you, and I'll never allow you to get your hands on the fox! You're done for Madara. All of your allies are dead, you're as good as dead, there's nothing to take anymore!" Naruto yelled back.
"I will have the fox's power! Nothing will stop me!" Naruto looked into his eyes, a very dangerous thing to do, considering the circumstances with an Uchiha, a master of illusion. All traces of sanity were gone from the bloody red eyes, nothing in Madara's eyes signified any form of logic.
The two S-class jutsu were still fighting, still raging furiously in their own personal battle. Then, ever so slowly, the Rasen-shuriken started to gain ground. The completed legacy of the Yondaime Hokage was slowly but surely pulling ahead of the Eternal Flames. Madara poured more chakra into the flames, but the wind jutsu had gotten stronger on its own, with no help from Naruto. The spiraling mass of cutting wind chakra was charging through the flames as if they were nothing but an annoyance. Resembling it's caster in all but shape, it forged ahead as if with utmost determination. As if it had a mind of its own.
His mind was officially blown. Fire wasn't gaining the elemental advantage that had governed the world since the very dawn of time. That oversized wind ball shouldn't be beating it; it should have simply fueled its flame! But that wasn't happening; the Rasen-Shuriken was literally eating the flames of the great fire.
"How, in all the Seven Circles of Hell are you doing this? My Amaterasu should have destroyed that glorified wind ball! Not the other way around!" He yelled out, frustrated.
"Madara, you fool! The Rasen-Shuriken attacks on a molecular level, and leeches all of the air around it to use as fuel! Your black flames have no power source!" Naruto explained quickly. He really didn't have time for this. Seriously, what was with people and long monologues?
"Brat! You think you're so smart, don't you? Well I'd like to see your glorified ball of wind defeat this! Fire style: Amaterasu Flamethrower!" A raging torrent of black fire shot out of Madara's mouth. Naruto charged a rasengan about the size of a human, but didn't have time to do anything with it before the flames hit. As if repelled by a supernatural force, the fire was forced back. Madara growled darkly, and pushed more of his chakra into the fire.
As soon as the fire and wind ball met, a giant explosion of black flame and white wind blew Madara and Naruto back several hundred feet, leaving deep trenches from where their bodies hit the ground. Madara got up almost immediately, while Naruto was dazed.
"Fuck you, brat! You've been a thorn in my side for far too long! I'll find another way to complete my goals, but for now I can see the end of the Namikaze forever! HAHAHAHA! Say goodbye Fox-Brat! Kamui!" Madara chucked the attack at Naruto, who only just then regained his senses.
"Fuck." Naruto muttered to himself. 'He's going to send me to another dimension to die, I can't allow him to take over this world, and I'm the only one who has the power and confidence to stand in his way, not to mention the only one who is alive. I have to use Hiraishin, even though I don't have full confidence in the efficiency of the jutsu, yet. Not to mention I haven't finished my own version yet.'
At that moment, as Madara's Kamui was pulling him into itself, Naruto quickly threw a tri-pronged kunai into the distance, but just as he was initiating the jutsu, Kamui closed in around him, and with a yellow flash, Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze disappeared into the blackness.
So what do you think of this story so far? I value your opinion, so please review.
Mrs. Kitsune out!
Edited: 1~4~13