Hello everyone, while three of my more popular stories are on hiatus as I write this, I was reading a lot of fanfiction. I came across a few AVP/Naruto cross over fanfics and I thought about writing one. Most of the time, random fanfiction crossovers come across my mind, sometimes even triple or quadruple crossovers. Now most of the ones I saw had Naruto and the Xenomorphs. Read a good one about that. Also read a few where Naruto is either trained by the Yautja or is a kind of cross over breed. I want to make a different kind of one. Yautja and Xenomorphs will appear in here, but rarely. But the concept of the villain allying themselves with the Xenomorphs will happen.
And so, let's begin.
Key
Predator speaking
Predator/Kyuubi speaking English
Kyuubi thinking
Oomans speaking
Naruto speaking Yautjan
Chapter 1: Hunters
Massacre. That's the only word that could be used to truly describe the scene we find ourselves coming to. That's the only word one could think of when they see this. On a planet to an alien race of Hunters that have long since forgotten their origin, they only remember one thing: we were born here.
As we go through the camp, we come across what seems to be a hunter. He's not wearing much, and if he were human and in a village, it could be said he and his comrades may be charged with indecent exposure. He wore mesh under armor that was designed to keep his body temperature regular. On his forearms were wrist gauntlets. The one on his right hand contained a holographic computer and wrist blades for close quarters combat. His legs were covered in a type of metallic boot. This hunter stood at a height of 8' 10". On his back was what appeared to be a survival pack and what was connected to a type of energy weapon.
Their faces were covered in a mask that was slick and designed for the individual wearer. Each mask had four protrusions and a place for the eyes. Breathing tubes connected the mask to what appeared to be an oxygen tank and allowed them to breath in this atmosphere. What completed his outfit was the red cape on his shoulders and the bones hanging from his belt and the skull that was wrapped around his Bio mask.
The hunter crouched at it's latest kill. Taking out the ceremonial knife, he slowly started skinning his prey, what they called ooman. These oomans where some of the best hunts because their fight or flight responses always made them fight against the hunters. The hunter finished his work and stretched out the skin, and draped it over a fire to dry it out. Then he walked over to the corpse and put his hands on both sides of its head and with a sickening ripping sound, pulled the head and spine from the bodies shoulders. He slowly started removing the meat from the head, and would later cook and dry it for preservation.
Once this task was completed, he found a pool of water and took a blue liquid filled container and poured it in. The water hissed and bubbled, almost as if cursing the hunter for doing this to him. The hunter dipped the spine and skull in the water and counted to three and pulled the head from the water. What came out was a completely cleaned skull. The hunter held up the skull and roared to the heavens of his successful hunt, scaring away the local wildlife.
The predator hung his kill from the branches of a tree and took a second trophy, what appeared to be a headband with some kind of leaf like symbol. He tied it around his arm and proceeded to run through the forest. When he saw that he was close to a village with the same leaf symbol on the door, he paused. He would scout this area as would his brothers, to find the best people to hunt.
So, he sent a message to his clan and soon, they arrived in pods with their Elder nodding to him. They set up camp, and the Elder was walking along the edge when he thought he heard the sounds of a child in pain, screaming and crying for help. He placed his mask on his head and roared to two other members of his clan. One had the lower mandible jaw of a snake attached to his mask and a very sharp sword on his belt. The second, the tallest of the two had the bones of a human hand on his gloves, and they were black. They ran after him, all activating their invisible cloaks and the Elder discarding his Elder cape.
The threesome raced through the trees and soon stopped at their destination, the Elder raising his hand in a fist, calling for a stop.
"Why are we stopping Elder?" one said in their animal like language.
The Elder pointed down and the Hunters growled at what they saw. There was a group of adult oomans beating on a smaller ooman that appeared to be no more than six summers old. They growled and were preparing to jump down when the Elder stopped them.
"Why aren't we stopping this Elder?" the second said.
"I wish to see why they beat this little ooman before killing them," the Elder stated.
"But beating a pup no matter the species is unforgivable," the first said.
With that, the Elder nodded, and unleashing a roar, they descended upon the group. They circled the young ooman, their cloaks still up. The older oomans tried to get through to the boy, but was startled when they hit nothing but air. The hunters deactivated their cloaks and the oomans were even more scared when the shortest of the group seemed to tower over them.
"Why do you hurt this boy?" the Elder growled.
The humans were confused until the Elder pressed a button on his gauntlet and then suddenly, he could speak English, or Japanese rather.
"Why do you hurt this boy?" he repeated growling louder.
"He's not a boy," one brave civilian said. "He's a demon in human form."
"I only see a boy that is in pain from the beating you gave him." the Elder snarled.
"Yeah well what do you know?" a chunin said. "You're new here. This demon terrorized our village and took our families, friends and loves from us."
"By demon, I assume you mean the second energy source I sense in this boy?" the Elder said.
The chunin nodded.
"The demon inside of him hates you all for hurting him, but seems to be emitting great amounts of love to the boy," the Elder said. "But I ask you, is there a law dealing with what you've just done?"
They all nodded.
"Is the punishment death?"
Another nod.
"Blackhand, Sharpsword, kill them while I take the boy to the village leader."
"Yes elder," Sharpsword said.
The oomans started screaming as Blackhand and Sharpsword put them to the sword (AN: And yes that pun was very intended). The Elder picked up the unconscious Naruto, activated his cloak, which cloaked the boy as well. The Elder ran to the village, jumping over the gates, the cloaked Blackhand and Sharpsword trailing not far behind.
-Konohagakure no Sato/Hokage's Office-
The Sandaime Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato, Sarutobi Hiruzen was fighting the greatest enemy known to man. This was not some beatable mortal foe that he had faced in the past. This was not some idiot Sharigan having, Hokage title wanting, old warhawk of a bitch -somewhere underneath Konoha, Shimura Danzo sneezed- and this was not, some damned pasty skinned boy loving, limp dick having snake -somewhere in Rice Country, Orochimaru of the Densetsu no Sannin sneezed- oh no. This was the one enemy no Kage could defeat. The one thing that the predecessors of most Kage probably died to escape this damn near inescapable enemy. This enemy was the most feared enemy to every man, woman, boy and girl.
This enemy was...paperwork.
The Hokage's pen was writing furiously across the paper, going ten miles a minute. He was trying to defeat this foe before reinforcements came in. But as luck would have it, he wasn't truly lucky. His secretary came in with more paperwork, causing Sarutobi to growl, and hunker down, much to the amusement of the ANBU watching. Taking out a second pen, due to his ambidexterity, Sarutobi began writing even faster than before, trying to outdo this enemy, but reinforcements came every two to ten minutes. Sarutobi growled and almost yelled as the paperwork now went to the ceiling.
He quickly did one handed signs and prepared to burn this enemy with a quick Katon jutsu, but he remembered something his successor/predecessor once said. I had some extra help. Having an epiphany, he slammed his head onto the desk and created three shadow clones, who immediately jumped to the top of the pile and began attacking it even fiercer than their creator did, using kunai covered in ink to best this unspeakable foe. This caused the ANBU to lose their cloaking jutsu and they ended up rolling on the floor, laughing until they were gasping for breath and crying underneath their msaks.
By the time they were done, three stacks were created, allowed laws, denied laws and idiotic and very denied laws concerning his surrogate grandson Naruto Uzumaki. Now granted that everyone hated Naruto because he was the container of the Kyuubi no Yoko, but that was out of his control.
He tried to make life easier for Naruto, but it was hard due to him having to deal with the imbeciles, non seal knowing, cock sucking motherfuckers of the Civilian and Elder Councils. The Shinobi Council loved Naruto. Most of them were friends with his parents, except that bastard Fugaku. He looked up from his musings, noticing a presence in the room.
"Whoever you are," Hiruzen stated. "Come out."
Just then, right in front of his desk, three creatures appeared and one appeared to be holding Naruto who was unconscious. Hiruzen was about to yell for his ANBU to exterminate these things when the one that appeared to be the leader held up his hand.
"Calm yourself Elder Ooman," the Elder said. "My name is Longclaw, Elder of the first Kwell'tar Yautja tribe. What is your name?"
"I am the Sandaime Hokage of the Village Hidden in the Leaves, Sarutobi Hiruzen. I am the legal guardian of the boy in your arms," Hiruzen said.
The shorter one to Longclaw's right (Sharpsword) growled, which oddly sounded like a scoff.
"If you were truly his guardian, then you would protect him better. Yautja clans are dictatorships, the councils can not do anything we do not allow. If you must, take back the power that you have lost. If need be, act like us and kill them if they get out of line once. But I will be taking Naruto to raise as my own pup since I did not have one of my own. I wish for him to be able to protect himself"
"You can't do that!" Hiruzen growled. "He is a citizen of this vill-"
"I accept," came a small squeaky voice that caused them to jump.
In Longclaws arms, Naruto was awake with his arms crossed as he looked at the Hokage.
"I'm going with them Jiji."
"But Naruto, you do not know these people. They could really be Iwa-nin in dis-"
"Natsumi-chan can smell a henge dammit. She knows they aren't. I want to be able to protect myself and her in the future so I will go with them. Longclaw-san, when do we leave?"
"Now. And we start with stamina. We know your stamina is good for a boy your age, but we want it to be excellent for a boy your age. Do you know how we'll start training you right now?"
Naruto shook his head.
All three hunters activated their cloaks and their eyes glowed before they each targeted Naruto with their plasma casters and activated their wrist blades.
"Run boy." the Elder growled.
Surprisingly, Naruto understood and jumped out the window with the hunters, or Predators if you will, chasing him. The roars of the Predators as they began a hunt of who would be their newest brother, would echo through the night, striking fear through the hearts of the six year old children that would start the academy tomorrow.
Chapter End
And there ends the first chapter of my new fanfiction. I hope you all enjoyed it.
(Was that scene with Hiruzen and the paperwork funny enough?)
(What will happen now that Naruto is to be trained by these hunters? Find out next on Volpe del Cacciatore!)
