Venia 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Forgotten Realms
"Prepare to meet your death." Was the only statement that came out of the young boy's mouth before he jumped into action. His opponent was a man twice the boy's size and was covered in muscles. The man's jet black hair shook with each movement he made, and the giant long sword strapped to his back swung menacingly from the sheath on his hip.
"Ha! A little boy like you? Defeat me? Foolish child…" The man's deep voice laughed for a few more seconds before he too went into a fighting stance.
The battle was long, and it was hard, for both boy and man. The child jumped into the air bringing down his only weapon, a long silver dagger and struck. But the muscled adult sidestepped and parried the boy's attack. The blonde boy was a blur of movement, weaving, ducking, and stabbing whenever he got the chance. To an observer, it might've looked like a deadly macabre dance of death. Blood spurted from small wounds as they pierced veins, and arteries unknown to the big man himself. He felt himself weakening as his precious life flooded out of his body.
He looked ahead of him and saw the child. 'An angel of death… might I know it's name before I die? This genius of fighting, a child with the power of God himself, yes, before I fall into oblivion, I would know his name.'
"Child… what is your name?"
The boy paused his attack to listen, and ponder his answer. The whiskered child saw the man before him begin to falter, droop, and fall on the floor. He saw the black haired fighter draw breath after labored breath, and finally gave his answer.
A whisper drifted from his lips to just barely reach the dying man's ears. "Entreri."
It began like this…
In a land far away from the realm where ninja's lived, fought, and died, a man named Artemis Entreri was in a place called the Spine of the World. The reason he was there was to restart his life in a new land. This was to be done through the power of Crenshinibon the artifact, and its master, Jarlaxle.
"I guess this is it. I'll be going now."
"Have fun Artemis, enjoy your new life." And with those parting words, Artemis Entreri walked out of the life of Jarlaxle.
Artemis took a deep breath, grasped his trusty dagger, let his breath out, and walked into the portal.
Naruto World
In a forest near the village of Kumogakure, a blinding flash of blue light appeared, and just as fast as it appeared, it dispersed. In the blue flash's wake, it left a child, no older than 10 holding a dagger in his hand and smiling.
"Get ready, Entreri is in town."
Through his skills as an assassin he made his name known throughout the mercenary world, and soon got attention from the 5 great ninja villages. But the one thing that set him apart from your normal assassin/ninja, was his lack of chakra. He could easily defeat any ninja that came his way, and was feared. But as the years went on, he grew tired of cutting ninjas down like grass, and decided to take on an apprentice.
He trained his apprentice in the ways of silent killing (A/N: Forgotten Realms style ) and the assassin way. All of this training was done without the use of chakra, and soon his apprentices name was to be feared among the nations. When Artemis's life was coming to a close, he brought his apprentice to him, and gave him his dagger. When the apprentice was presented the dagger, he was in shock.
"Master… this dagger…m-m-me?"
"Yes. This dagger is for you now. I will now tell you how to use it, and from this moment forth, you are no longer my apprentice, you are the new Entreri, you will carry my name. Never forget, this dagger is powerful, powerful beyond most people's comprehension. But don't let the power it gives you to let yourself slack off. And when you feel it is right, you take an apprentice, and do the same that I have done for you."
"It shall be done." The apprentice kneeled before the original Entreri and accepted the dagger.
"Now, the abilities of your dagger…" Artemis told the new Entreri of its abilities and then passed away with a smile.
Decades later…
The line of Entreri was kept alive as Master passed the dagger onto student, and so forth. Finally, the 6th Entreri was searching for an apprentice.
A small blonde haired, blue eyed child was running frantically for his life from a murderous crowd intent on killing or maiming him.
'Not again… why do they want me?' After a long chase, the child found himself in a dead end, and the crowd closed in on him. His screams were heard throughout Konoha.
After the crowd had satisfied their anger and hatred upon the boy, the small kid was laying there in a pool of his own blood looking up at the sky. But a large figure soon blocked his view of the sky and he instinctively cringed. This small movement pulled a cry of pain from his throat and the figure kneeled down next to him.
"Do you want to live?"
The boy shook his head no.
"Perfect. This means that we can start from a fresh slate. A person with no will to live will put his all into a fight, because he doesn't fear death. And a man who fears not even death, will become invincible."
The figure pulled out a jewel studded dagger and jammed it into a place near the child's heart. When he pulled his dagger back out, the boy's body involuntarily arced up and red chakra began spilling out of him. During this, the man smiled and jumped back. The boy began to scream as the chakra began healing his wounds, and then it stopped. The wounds had all disappeared, and then the man picked up the unconscious boy and leapt away.
The next day…
The child opened his eyes too see blinding light from the sun and moved his right arm to shade his eyes. But to his surprise, his right arm wasn't responding. When he went to look over to see his arm, he noticed it wasn't there.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! My arm… my arm… my arm… it's g-g-gone…"
"I see you have noticed that you are lacking a right arm and a right leg… merely side effects to cutting your normal chakra circulatory system. But fear not little one. I have a solution. It's called robotics."
The man pulled out a small metallic cube, and rammed it into the stump that had once held an arm, and took another cube, and put that into the area of the missing leg.
"R-r-robotics?"
"You'll understand when you wake up. For the time being, just think that you're going to get your arm and leg back. See you in a few days."
Before the child could respond he felt an excruciating pain in his leg and arm and began to scream once more.
"Oh yeah… what's happening right now, is the robotics adapting to your nervous system… I figured I would tell you that before you fell unconscious again…"
The boy slowly began to pass out from the pain as the metallic cube started to expand and take the vague form of a leg and arm. It was all in an amorphous state at first, but as time went on, it started to form, and finally, it took the shape of a normal leg.
The next days passed in silence, as the small child was still out from the growing of a robotic arm and leg. Finally, when the kid awoke, he stared at his captor with blank, dead eyes.
"I wanted to die. I wanted to be left alone. Why?"
"You wanted to die because of that hellish existence you led in Konoha. But here, you start clean, you will be trained, and you will, if you so desire, get revenge on the people that did this to you. And in order to do that, you must stay here."
The boy just stared at him through his cold, blue orbs and then lowered his head as if in reluctant acceptance.
"As long as it will get this over with. I'll just keep fighting till I die."
Then the boy passed into sweet blissful sleep.
Years passed and soon the Master had taught the boy everything he knew about dagger fighting. The boy was unable to use his normal chakra, due to the cutting of it by his master. But he could use the chakra of the demon fox that lived inside of him. This chakra was unable to be used for techniques or moves, and so the use of hand-seals was rendered useless, not that an Entreri would need to use them in the first place. But the use of the strange red chakra was used to heighten his strength, speed, power and all of his senses. He grew quite proficient in using his robotic arm and leg to his advantage, and had finished his learning of all the killing techniques and the use of the dagger. All this was expected, because of course, he was to be the new Entreri. In a few years, his master would be able to retire, and thus, create the 7th Entreri in the process. All the Entreri's had no names. They once did, before they were chosen, but they threw them away and only went by the name of Entreri.
Finally it was time for the apprentice to take on his first mission.
"Boy, it is time for you to kill."
"Yes, master."
And with that short exchange, the young child, now aged 10, jumped off into the night. He kept going until he arrived at a small village. He then proceeded to pull out a scroll and read it.
Village: Calimport
Population: 300+
Target: Short man, about 162cm.
Brown Haired
Skinny, about 140-150 llbs
Called Basadoni by the people around him
Dressed in rich expensive clothes
Details: Probably has guards around him at all times. Nothing to be scared of, just weaklings.
What could be called a smile crept across the boy's face as the moment he had been waiting for soon arrived. A carriage surrounded by multiple guards was crossing the road, and so Entreri sprang into action. Without even taking his dagger out of it's sheath, he smashed the hilt into the head of one, then knocked another into the air, and before either of them could react, he slit their throats. The spray of blood flew into the air and covered the area. But before the fresh blood could even land, more began spilling into the vicinity. Two more bodies slumped to the ground to join their comrades into oblivion. When Basadoni opened the door to check up on the ruckus outside, he was met by a blood covered child with an insane grin on his face.
"Blood… ah… it's been awhile…but not as satisfying as I hoped." The child then pulled the dagger out of it's sheath and before Basadoni realized it, his entrails were spilling out and he was frantically trying to put them back in but to no avail. The boy just turned his back on him and walked away.
The next two years passed in much the same way, and the soon to be Entreri was getting weary of the simple easy assassination missions given to him. He had changed. From the time he accepted to be Entreri's apprentice, he started speaking less, and when he spoke, it would be short and to the point. He was a veritable killing machine. He had killed his emotions, buried his heart, or kept it hidden very well. But either way, he was a true shinobi. If not for the fact he still didn't fight with his chakra.
One day, he was called by his master, and entered his master's study. To him was passed the same ritual that made a man a true Entreri.
"My boy… I raised you to be the perfect Entreri. Now here's my last mission to you. You may be confused by it's meaning, you may not understand, you may hate my memory for doing this to you but here it is…"
At the end of the mission explanation, the newly appointed Entreri stared at his master, no… ex-master in shock. Then he regained his composure, nodded, and left his ex-master. The old Entreri, due to an old disease, died a few days later. And at his death, Entreri began his mission.
Entreri began packing his things and put on his armor. It wasn't really much, but it was the full body suit similar to the one that Kakashi wears (A/N: This is to all you fools out there who believe that Kakashi just wears a face mask… it's a full body suit or at least covers the chest area. NOT just a face mask. Remember it.) and some plates of metal to cover his shoulders, his sides, his thighs, and his shins. Then, to finish it off, he put on his dagger. His dagger, the same dagger that had been passed down from generation to generation of the Entreri line, the same dagger that had caused multiple assassination attempts on each Entreri, and the same dagger, that if cut by it, can suck the soul out of a person's body, leaving a dry desiccated husk. And as usual, he wore his blank, indifferent face.
Entreri, formerly known as Naruto, was from the village Konoha. A fact that he had forgotten, until his deceased master had refreshed the boy's memory.
Flashback
"Your name…is, no, was, Naruto. And you came from Konoha, I rescued you from certain death at the hands of the villagers. You were tormented day and night by them and their hatred of you. Remember?"
The young child opened his eyes in shock as the memories of his childhood, if you could call it that, flooded his brain. Every single strike, every single curse, all the things that were done to him was remembered. He didn't like it.
"The mission is this. Forgive them for what they have done, for they did not know what they were doing. This is going to be the last time I'm going to speak to you. I-I will die in a few days because of an illness that I was never cured of. Go my child, go out into the world, and complete this last mission that I have put upon you. This will be the hardest mission of them all. Good luck."
Once again, the child stared at the man who was his teacher, his master, and kind of like the father he had never known. And for the first time in years, a lone tear fell down his face.
The question that had never been fully answered, was asked again, "Why? Why is this happening to me?"
End Flashback
He had been gifted and cursed by the same thing. His photographic memory. In normal circumstances he would've enjoyed the fact that he remembered every little detail of his entire life. But for him, circumstances were most definitely not normal. Another stray tear fell down his cheek.
'This liquid. Is it rain? No…it is… a tear drop. Could my body be trying to expel excess fluids? No. Then why?'
Being raised by a ruthless killer, his knowledge of human emotions was limited. All he knew of was to kill. His highly analytical mind slowly ran over the conversation he had with his teacher over and over. Finally he arrived at a solution.
'In order to forgive somebody, or in this case, a lot of somebodies, I must get to know them. I am going to Konoha.'
He set off.