Advent Of Hell Written
By: Matdeception
Rough Draft Started: September 06, 2007
Rough Draft Finished: September 06, 2007 Revision Begun: -
Revision Finished: -
Final Version Released: -
Musical Inspiration: The Kill by 30 Seconds to Mars Primary Characters: Naruto, Gaara, Orochimaru; Secondary Characters: Kabuto, Kankuro, Temari, the Sound Four.
Story Premise: In a world ravaged by demons, controlled by hypocritical Angels, Humanity marches onward towards extinction. It is only a matter of time... Yet hope exists within the mind of a mad scientist, and from that hope sparks an adventure for two mentally scarred Jinchuriiki hell bent on doing whatever the fuck they want to do, be damn the consequences.
Disclaimer: Naruto! Belongs to a fan girl controlled asshole whose name I can't give a flying fuck to remember. I don't own Dante's Inferno, either.
Authors Notes: Well, been a long time. Between School, Work, and general cookieness, I've almost completely disappeared from the writing scene. I won't lie, either, but when my brother died I just couldn't bring myself to even type a single letter of anything. Anyways, the first few chapters were/are available on The Fanfiction Forum, but aside from this Prologue, and parts of the next chapter, you can expect some things to be reworked, plot points re-organized, some events to not actually take place, and a WHOLE lot more Brutality from Naruto.
My main goal for this story is, of course, to complete it. I'm also trying to explore some psychological effects and their relative fall outs, which if you're interested you just need to spare extra attention to Naruto and his behavior as time wears on. From one body to the next, something that happened to him on 'The Day' was rectified, and now he'll have to deal with things he could no longer conceive of since the damage that caused the problem had yet to take place.
Update: 5/16/2012 - God, I hope this fixes the damn spacing issues I had with this fic in the past. Seriously, I tried re-reading this and the lack of scene breaks nearly killed me.
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Chapter 0; Prologue: Time is your enemy... unless you cheat.
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A deep breath, burning sulfur lighting brightly at the end of the cigarette as he inhaled the thick smoke deeply. A brief illumination among the dilapidated ruins, casting all too brief shadows - like Wraiths - across the remnants of this little hovel long since put to the torch by the invaders. He did not care about what Use to be, only about what was, and what would be. Discarding ash, he brought the cancer stick back to his lips, enjoying yet another deep breath of the wonderful substance as he and his two cohorts huddled among the ruin.
A soft probe against his leg grabbed his attention, Jade eyes peering deeply back in expectation. Naruto grunted softly, passing on the cigarette.
"How much farther, teme?"
The 'Teme' sighed, rubbing his forehead irritably. "For the tenth time, Naruto-kun, we'll be there soon." his voice was soft and velvety, breath visible in the cool night air like a gossamer web floating freely. With blood red eyes set with three evenly spaced tomoes connected by an outer ring around the Iris, the tell tale mark of Sharingan, he looked out carefully over the multitude of ruins ahead in the distance.
"Why?" The third member of the trio inhaled the last of the cigarette, earning a glare from Naruto in the process, before flicking the remnants away. "To insist we leave the defense of Tenrou to traitorous Angels and Hanyou, no explanation given. I've waited long enough." his voice like steel, cutting through the dark night with it's simple intent and demand.
"Can't say I blame Gaara for getting pissy, either." Naruto snorted, gripping his nodachi tightly. "Last thing we need is to be leavin the last Human city to the defense of Outlanders who'd rather sell us into slavery then help us." he scowled, "This 'Master Plan' to end the invasion better be legit, teme, or by Dyschi I swear I will gut you."
The 'Teme' grimaced, but nodded. Digging through his pack, he pulled out two small scrolls, "Very well. Read these, memorize the information within, it'll be of the utmost importance once we arrive at my lab."
Gaara spared to contents a look, frowning as the seconds wore on. Naruto stared at his own scroll in confusion, "Hey, ain't this..."
"Portal locations prior to their activation and subsequent phase shifting." The Sand-nin frowned, "Or at least the Portal entrance for the Second, Third, Fourth, and Seventh Circle before they were activated by the Akatsuki."
The blonde grimaced, "Nice, nice. What's the god damn mother fucking point Orochimaru? The portals underwent phase-shifting once they got cracked open, and even if they were still there we ain't got a snowballs chance in hell of closing it, never mind killing their guardians."
Orochimaru sighed, speaking in a tone usually reserved for small children or the mentally handicapped. He honestly didn't know which category to fit the likes of Naruto in, probably both. "I'm not asking you to come up with a means of closing the portals, I'm telling you to memorize their locations. Trust me Naruto-kun, Gaara-kun, the information will be relevant when we arrive at my Lab in the Paramina Rift."
Naruto grimaced. The Paramina Rift? Why the fuck did Orochimaru want to go there of all fucking places? If the storm of souls didn't get them killed, Minos the guardian certainly would.
"These locations coincide with four locations in the former Sound Nation." Gaara mentioned suddenly, robbing Naruto of the steam he was about to use to unleash a bitch fest the likes of which hadn't been seen since last Thursday.
"Correct as always, Gaara-kun." the pale man sounded pleased with the younger of the trio, "As I'm sure you both are quite well aware of, I use to belong to the Akatsuki, and these four gates were what we had located prior to my defection. I set my base of operations in Sound for just this reason, I even trained four would-be elite guardians to protect those gates from the Akatsuki when the time came."
"Well they certainly did a shit fuck job, didn't they?" Naruto chimed in irritably.
Gaara sighed, but said nothing as he closed his eyes in thought.
"You can hardly blame them." Orochimaru hissed angrily, which was an unusual sight in and of itself. The Snake bastard never got angry, he got even. "I find it quite the challenge to guard something when you're painfully torn asunder by a pissed off Jinchuuriki." he finished, leveling a glare at the blonde headed bastard.
"Oh?" Naruto looked curious and innocent at the same time, a sight that nearly drove Orochimaru to gut the blundering fool. "Well, uh... my bad?" He didn't look the least bit sorry. He didn't even know just who the Snake Sannin was talking about, he had torn apart a LOT of people when he got pissed off, but that was besides the point.
"Just... memorize the damn information." Orochimaru finished through gritted teeth.
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The desecrated landscape of rock and bones did little to deter the trio, high above a raging purple storm of Souls that wailed endlessly, almost deafening in its intensity despite the distance from it. Huddled closed to a rock face overlooking a desolate valley, Orochimaru carefully peered over the ridge.
Naruto first took notice of a pair of statues who, despite the Sundering of the World, had withstood the endless sea of chaos that now encompassed the entire land formerly known as the Shinobi Nations. The familiarity of the gigantic Nin-statues was not lost on the blonde haired man. It was a sight he could never forget, even in his most debilitated state.
"The Valley of the End?"
Orochimaru nodded stiffly, "What's left of it, in either case. My lab's entrance is located where the waterfall use to be." he spared the blonde a glance, "I found it shortly before The Day, some one had dug out a rather large sphere directly from the rock face. Interestingly enough it was done by pure Chakra, or so I could ascertain from the lingering Chakra within the stone walls, whoever did used a most interesting method." he shrugged.
Naruto chuckled, earning him a glare from the Snake Sannin. He honestly didn't realize that final climatic charge with Sasuke here all those years ago had left something like that behind, not that he cared, either.
Gaara, silent since they had begun moving nearly nine hours ago, spoke flatly. "North embankment, Soul Flayers."
The blonde grimaced. 'Fucking Flayers.' A Flayer was a gargantuan creature that looked like scaly lizard men, but that description would be a vast understatement. Beneath their black scales, past the spikes, claws, and teeth the creature exhibited laid a being of Magical construction. A ferocious being that subsided on the energy of living creatures, most notable their souls, which they possessed the ability to rip from some ones still living body, a very painful way to die. That wasn't even considering the other Flayer types rampaging through the countryside, he reserved a special kind of loathing and hatred for Mind Flayers in particular.
The pale man sighed, but nodded. "Unfortunately the battle between Naruto-kun and Sasuke-kun left a psychic imprint on this area, something that draws Flayers of all types to this location. Be at ease..." he waved at the Blonde man, who had gripped his weapon tightly in preparation for a gruesome battle, "... They won't even know we were here, at least not until it's to late to do anything about it."
Naruto grimaced, but nodded and took after the Pale man as he broke from cover, silently sneaking along the rocky ledges towards the Lab's entrance. Something was seriously up with Orochimaru, he was sure of it. The man was being far to secretive and tight lipped concerning just why the fuck he had dragged the two of them all the way to this shit hole. He sparred Gaara a glance, the red headed man was anxious, the slight twitching of his lips was enough to let the blonde figure that much out.
They quickly followed after Orochimaru, saying nothing as he disappeared through a wall of rock as if it didn't exist. Such defensive illusions were common, hardly something they would be surprised about given the shit storm they lived through for the last thirty years.
Traveling down the deserted Hallways, the trio soon came upon a large oval room filled with various machinations the likes of which neither of the two younger men had seen in their their miserable lives. As they stepped into the room Chakra sigils began to appear along the floor, slowly expanding outward and illuminating the entirety of the room in it's subtle glow. Most notable were two vertical chambers at the far end, seemingly made of glass and filled with a diluted green colored liquid.
"Right." Naruto grumped, pulling out another cigarette and lighting it with a brief flare of burning chakra, "You dragged us here, made us memorize that useless information, I think it's time you get to the fucking point and tell us exactly what the fuck yer up to here."
Orochimaru ignored him, a slight smile growing on his thin lips as he stood there.
Gaara ignored Naruto as he traveled deeper into the room, examining the chambers filled with Liquid. As he approached one, his gaze suddenly was drawn and caught by a pair of obsidian etched stones kept in containment at the base of the larger Glass tubes. He didn't know why, or how, but the stones echoed power. Power that saturated the air, almost tangible to the touch. "What... are these?" the container of Shukaku asked breathlessly, even as his gaze was pulled towards one in particular.
Naruto growled at being ignored, turning his attention to Gaara and, more importantly, the stones he had become fascinated with. For some reason he couldn't quite fathom, one of the stones caught his attention. A slight twinge of pain in his gut echoed warning, but he ignored it as he came closer to the stone.
"Gentlemen." Orochimaru's voice whispered darkly in their ears, but it seemed so far away and inconsequential. "I give you the last remaining fragments of the First, and Ninth portal."
Gaara's eyes widened and he tried to pull away immediately, but even as he moved the stone that had called to him pulsed with barely restrained energy, all at once silencing Shukaku who he now realized had been screaming a terrible warning since he first caught sight of the stone. He only barely registered his sand all at once losing it's cohesion, the Chakra used to manipulate it stolen, to fall harmlessly to the ground.
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The air was stale, unmoving. Darkness was everywhere, but not oppressive. There was no feeling, there was no life, there simply was nothing, and he wept at the emptiness.
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Gaara suddenly collapsed, robbed of consciousness as his mind failed the comprehend what he had seen through the stone.
Naruto twitched as the stone he found himself drawn to flashed brightly, all at once the Unholy strength he had come accustomed to from the Kyuubi vanished, throwing him to his knees as he was robbed of his power. "Orochimaru... what... why?"
The pale man said nothing, or perhaps he did and he couldn't hear him?
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Sulphur and Brimstone, the choking smell threatened to floor him, but seemed so unimportant. Before him the great beast kept flight, it's six mighty wings creating a hurricane of force above the frozen lake. His eyes widened even as the beasts three heads turned to look at him with it's insidious eyes, a wave of indescribable rage, fury, and murderous intent washed over him.
'Judas, Brutus, Cassius.'
The names echoed through his skull, a foreign knowledge that struck terror down to his very soul. Even as the three heads of the great beast mauled the Sinners in their gaping maw, they continued to stare at him. Past the flesh, meat and bone, down to the very core of his being. A word ripped through his skull, it's diabolical meaning known with out ever truly knowing it.
'Cocytus'
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Orochimaru watched apathetically as Naruto screamed in terror before collapsing, robbed of consciousness. At some unseen command the two unconscious men began to rise up into the air, hovering purposefully towards the glass containers filled with the mysterious green liquid. "Let he who is with sin cast the first stone." the pale man murmured even as his eyes turned from doe brown to bright red, the spinning tomoe of the Sharingan recorded perfectly the events taking place.
At last fully submerged in the green substance, he turned towards a control panel and pressed three buttons, before stepping away. The machines erupted to life, the stones incased in their respective containers ignited with burning Chakra, so much the Snake Sannin knew every Flayer, Demon, and Lost Soul within a hundred miles could feel it, and where no doubt making its way towards such abundance of energy.
There would be no escape for him, he knew, and that didn't bother the man who was once obsessed with continuing his life no matter what the cost. 'Sometimes...' the pale man thought tiredly, '... Life just isn't worth living.' he pulled out a locket with a strange twisted shuriken painted onto it's front from his right pocket, opening it and gazed at the picture of a girl, one who had long since died. "It maybe a selfish wish, but this time... please don't kill her, please don't kill my grand dau..."
Then the world around him exploded, and all he knew was silence.
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TBC... slowly