Author's Note: This is my take on the self-insert into Naruto. Should be interesting, maybe it won't be. Up to you guys really, so let's hit this shit hard. Will have some Assassin's Creed elements specifically from Black Flag. Mostly just the weapons, equipment, and clothes.
My first waking memory was of darkness and I am not afraid to admit that I was scared shitless by its implications; though looking back now I can only think that it might have been a prediction of what was going to happen to me. Oh where are my manners my name's Naruto…Naruto Kenway formerly Uzimaki-Namikazi. Well now you're probably wondering why it's formerly Uzimaki-Namikazi, well that story it a rather long one, and it's not one I share lightly so put the kids down for bed, pull up a chair and get comfortable, and ladies, you might want to get some tissues ready because this one will be heart wrenching.
Our story begins, like I said, in darkness. Naturally, I was not happy about that, having spent the last twenty years in the light, thus I attempted to voice my displeasure. While I was thrashing around I noticed that I was sharing my prison with another person. It was at this point that I heard probably the worst sentence I would ever hear, "Minato, I can feel the baby kicking." a female voice said. All movement stopped, my 'eyes' going wide, 'I did not just hear that' I thought.
Tentatively, I stuck my hand out felt it press up against a fleshy wall. "There he goes again." the same voice said. I felt a back pressure where my hand was then I felt it rumble as though someone was laughing. Now at this point my higher brain function pretty much took a trip out the fucking window and I was simply stunned. After a moment my higher brain function returned and I started to put together a rather fucked up picture.
Somehow, someway, I had been taken from my wedding and put, as ridiculous as it sounds, into some woman's womb. After I acknowledged that particular piece of information, I instantly began trying to think of the last thing I remembered before waking in my fleshy prison. It started to return to me in a blurry haze for a moment before it cleared and I fully remembered what had happened.
I had been standing at the altar, waiting for my bride; and I know what you're thinking 'Married at twenty, this marriage can't end well.' well you would probably be right in that regard. Then again we were in the middle of a war and we had decided to go ahead and tie the knot then, rather than wait and have one of us get killed. Probably one of the more stupid reasons to get married but people had been getting married for political reasons, and other such bullshit so we figured that our love made it alright to get married.
Anyway, I had been standing at the altar waiting for her to walk down the aisle. Soon enough the pianist began playing the song, and the various guests stood and turned to look at the double doors at the far end of the church. The doors opened and my bride stepped out. Even in regular clothes she was beautiful, but in her wedding dress, she took my breath away. I had stared for a moment before my brain was able to reboot, when that was finished with I was able to stop staring but I was then grinning like a fucking idiot the entire time she was walking up to the altar.
She had just got to the altar, I had removed the sheer veil and the priest had just spoken 'Dearly beloved' when my entire world had become encompassed by white then blackness before waking up in this woman's womb. That's when it had hit me like a fucking freight train. There was only one weapon in the entire world that produced a bright white like that strong enough to cause someone to go blind. Some douchebag had gotten it into his fucked up head that the only way he could win was to drop a nuclear bomb on the city that my wedding was in.
Once I had properly thought that thought, another popped into my head. If that douchebag dropped that one then who's to say he didn't drop more? And the US would never let that stand and would have retaliated which would have had every other country with an atomic erection to launch his missiles.
If I could have slumped to the floor I would have. With that final thought I realized that my world had been destroyed. There most likely wouldn't even be a Fallout type of resurgence because no one had truly believed that it would happen and as far as I knew there were no Vaults to protect people from the blasts. Then again, humanity had survived the Black Plague, the rise and fall of the Roman Empire, two world wars and a host of other catastrophes and bullshit so I wouldn't have been surprised if humanity had managed to find a way to survive. Still, that didn't provide me with any sort of comfort whatsoever.
Anywhore, back on track, so with the realization that I was going to be born again and my subsequent thoughts about my last day on my earth, I decided that there really wasn't anything I could do so I simply waited.
I have no idea how much time had passed, it could have been days or weeks but I do know that eventually the fluid that was surrounding me and my sibling suddenly vacated the space around us. After that it was a continuous squeezing sensation and what could only be the screaming of a woman in extreme pain for what felt like forever, soon enough though, my black world gained color and definition. The first thing I remember seeing when I opened my eyes for the first time after being born a second time was a wrinkly old woman's face.
After wiping the nasties off of me and bundling me up in a towel she handed me off to what I assumed was my father. He was a rather handsome man, strong features, long sun kissed blond hair that he kept held out of his hair by a headband with a metal plate that had the image of a leaf with a spiral in the center, though what really stood out were his eyes. The brightest sapphire eyes you had ever seen. He smiled at me with the greatest amount of joy and love I had ever seen in anyone's face at any one time.
He chuckled and looked over my shoulder. "He has your eyes but my hair Kushina." he said. There was a rather tired chuckle from behind me before the screaming began again. A short time later my sibling, my sister was brought into this world. Naturally the first thing she did was to start screaming her head off, before I was passed off to Kushina because she said that she didn't have the energy to deal with a screaming baby. She angled me so that we were looking each other in the eye and she cooed. "Oh my baby boy, you're going to have to beat the girls off of you with a stick when you're older." she said.
She was rather pretty a heart shaped face, button nose, long red hair, and a pair of bright amethyst eyes. 'Huh… so I have bright sun kissed hair and bright amethyst eyes… that is a combination that I haven't heard of before.' I thought. "What are we going to call them Minato?" she asked. The man, Minato, my father, gained a look of concentration on his face before he looked at the bundle in his arms. "Kazume for the girl." he said. Kushina, my mother, made an appreciative hum in her throat. "I like it." she said.
Minato looked up from the girl, Kazume, and settled on me and Kushina. "What about him?" he asked. Kushina looked at me for a moment then smiled. "Naruto." she said. There was a snort from Minato. "Fishcake?" he asked sounding rather amused. Kushina looked up sharply as her face went red with unholy feminine rage and her hair started waving around her head almost like tails. Yet when she spoke it wasn't the screaming that I expected but the cool calm assurance of death. "It means Maelstrom." she said, and her voice was like ice.
Minato paled drastically, visibly gulped, and began to nod frantically. "Yes hunny bunchkins." he said in the sweetest voice he could muster to try and hide the fear he was feeling. Her expression changed from thunderous to completely innocent in under a second. "I'm glad we could come to an understanding." she said in a sweet voice. Of course, at that exact moment some douchebag wearing a mask with a flame pattern with a single eye hole grabbed me and teleported to the other side of the cave holding a knife at me.
Now this was not exactly new for me, I had been held at knife point before though when that happened, I was much bigger and was able to rectify the situation i.e. I kicked the dude in the balls then proceeded to beat the ever-loving shit out of his ass. In baby form, however, that option wasn't available to me, and I hadn't even had a chance to be fed so I couldn't even shit or puke on the asshole. So the absolute best thing I could do was give the very best baby glare at the pussbag. Which if you've ever seen a baby try to glare at you, it is the most adorable thing in the world so naturally I wasn't doing a very good job.
Anywhore, there was a flash of yellow light and I was back in Minato's arms with Kazume. I then heard a sizzling sound and Minato's eyes went wide before there was another flash of yellow light and what sounded like a very distant explosion. Several yellow flashes later and I was back in the arms of Kushina who looked as though she hadn't slept in weeks. At this point my mind was utterly fucked up from the constant flashing and motion so I missed what transpired between the two though from the way that Kushina was holding me tighter to her breast and the sounds of a massive fight right outside the room, it probably wasn't very good.
Next thing I know I'm on what I think is a very large toad in Minato's arms with Kazume. Some words are spoken, then another flash of light, Minato then begins doing weird signs with his hands there's a massive flash of light and the next thing I knew I was laying in the arms of Minato's body, Kazume nowhere to be found and Kushina's body lying next to us. I was utterly confused by this turn of events but evidently I had grown tired of all this excitement and bullshit so I promptly fell asleep and when I next awoke I was in some busted ass crib in what I think was the basement.
Well that's enough background bullshit, I say we truly kick this story off a little bit later. Like the day that I met one of the most important women in my life. The woman I would end up calling… mother.
Author's Note: I can't believe how long it took me to finally get through to this point on this stupid fucking chapter. I know it's not very long but it's really only the prologue so I'm allowed to make it short. Anywhore like I said at the beginning, this will have trace elements of Assassins Creed: Black Flag, mostly just the weapons, equipment and armor. Should be a hoot so rate, review roast yourself in your flames whatever the fuck yawls do. Toodles.