A/N: Alrighty! I've been watching Monsters versus Aliens as of late, the series, not the movie. And I gotta say; I'm surprised there hasn't been any real forray into this crossover. There's only one story, and its just a giant paragraph, and frankly, not my cup of tea. There's so much potential in this series, and the episodes themselves always amuse the hell out of me when I watch them with my little sister, so I took it upon myself to make my idea a reality.
On another note...
Here it is, and thank you all for your support in this hard time! Its been really hard with my uncle having died; I knew him ever since I was little and the thought of him being gone like that...by his own hand no less...it makes me wonder if I really knew him at all. So once again, thank you for all the kind, encouraging words.
I love you guys so, soooo much! *Cries*
I suppose I'm still writing on this site this as a result of his death, instead of drowning my woes in other...less savory means. My uncle never really had many friends, you see, and sometimes I wonder if just one would've changed that. It was either continue writing as always, or drown my sorrows in alchohol and violence. And, as much as a might enjoy the occasional beer, I'd much rather pour out my grief into something productive, that will hopefully make me feel better, rather than get drunk and angry. Now, without further adeu, with an idea hours in the making...
So I'll skip the introduction, but might I advise you all to leave your assumptions behind you! This...is going to be one helluva story. Also the timeline has been changed, ever so slightly, so please, forgive the discrepancy...
"Leave. Me. Alone."
~?
Beast
Full moonlight slashed down upon the forest, illuminating a lone cottage in the woods, its deceptively slight frame tangled in the treetops. Decrepit, and seemingly all but abandoned, one would not think that this was home to one of the most powerful monsters in all of Japan; an entity capable of unqauntified levels of destruction. Some said he had lived in these woods since time immemorial, protecting this forest from any and all who would do it harm.
Or cut it down.
An ill-fated logging attempt had been met with sheer destruction only a few short weeks ago; their base camp and all within reduced to a smoldering crater just beyond the reach of those leafy branches. Naturally, an even of that calibre had attracted the goverment's attention-and provoked the subsuquent slaughter of the team sent to investigate. Since then none had dared to approach this forest, deeming it cursed or worse-with words such as bakemono, Youkai, or even Kitsune whispered in hushed voices; the rumors running rampant. Whomever lived here was not one to be trifled with.
Try telling that to General Monger.
So here the Monsters were in a foreign nation, sent to recruit what just might be a walking disaster. The Japanse Government wanted nothing to do with this abomination anymore after the catastrophic casualties it had inflicted on them-after all, who could blame them? They just wanted it gone. Sending any of the Aliens had been deemed too much of a risk; a monster was after all, best beaten by other monsters, yet even so, a sense of
After all, Japanese Monster's weren't to be provoked lightly. And this one it seemed, had a mean streak.
"Leave. This. Place." Ginormica read the sign thrust with trepidation, the iron post and sign written in bold, red letters were more than warning enough. "Wow." gulping to herself she turned aside, face pale as her snow-white hair and nowhere near as soft. "He sounds...friendly?"
"Alright guys, am I the only one whose got a bad feeling about this?" Link asked, glancing fretfully about the clearing as though he expected the beast to burst out of the undergrowth at any given moment. The fishman wasn't one to back down from a fight, or any challenge really, but even he stood nervous in the face of the warning. If he didn't know better he would've sworn those letters had been written in...
"Quite right," Doctor Cockroach replied, large yellow eyes narrowing as his brilliant mind contemplated what awaited them within, "We should assume hostilities. Given his reputations, this chap might attack us on sight like the rest." In his hand he cradled another of his mad invention, the microwave blaster dialed up to its highest setting. He'd come prepared for the worst. As had Link. Susan knew her teammate well-just as she knew his every muscle was tensed and ready for action, his bodg coiled like a spring and ready to pounce.
Still, Ginormica was inclined to disagree with her old friend. She knew well the pains of being something other than normal and violence aside, she liked to think that whomever this was, they could be reasoned with for once, and persuaded in the spirit of camraderie to come with them peacefully. It certainly had to be better than living alone, here in the forest.
"Well, maybe he won't attack if we don't provoke him?" she suggested.
"What guarantee do we have that he will?" Cockroach challenged.
"None." Link muttered.
They had little to no knowledge of what they were up against, no information to act upon other than the fact that he was male. Regardless, this was a very old creature, one liable to be as crafty as he was clever. More and more she found this a mystery, a little a mystery and while she loved one as much as the next girl, she couldn't help but wonder if this monster she was defending was truly the gentle soul she claimed him to be.
Link seemed to agree on that thought, his sarian face pinching in aggravation. "And we left Bob back at the base because...why?"
Susan grimaced. "Do you remember what happened the last time Bob met another monster?"
"Werewolf?"
"Werewolf."
The Missing Link winced in remembrance.
"Riiiiight...
Everyone cringed as one. No one alive wanted to mention that Werewolf debacle. Least of all Susan herself. She still had nightmares from that! It was so hard to believe someone so perfect could exist for a single night out of the month and yet be a complete and utter spaz/jerk for the other twenty-seven. There was a slim chance that this one might be different, though, unlikely as it were. It wasn't as though a hunky dreamboat had holed himself up in the woods all this time ust for kicks.
Understandably, she didn't want to get her hopes up a second time.
"Alright, I'm going to take a look."
Growing to gigantic proportions, she felt her body bulge and grow, until her head was now peeking out through the very branches that had once obscured her vision. The ramshackle shack, once so distant and brimmed with foreboding, now seemed little more than a pile of twigs to her eyes.
Emboldened, and repressing a shudder, she raised a hand and knocked on the door as softly as her giant hand would allow.
"Hello?"
An enormous, earth-shaking roar was her answer. Nine tails suddenly erupted out of the walls and a body emrged with them, a lithe form exploding from the cabin's doors in a single, savage movement. Harsh red eyes leered down at her, whiskered cheeks pinched down in an aggravated scowl as he leaned forward and inhaled drinking deep her scent in a single sniff. Susan's heart leapt clear into her throat. It wasn't the crimson tails spreading behind his back nor the black, shinobi-esque attire, or even those strange, foxike appendages twining through his blond hair and existing where his ears should have been.
It was the eyes.
The pain and anger radiating in thos slitted, scarlet orbs held her, riveted her, rooted her body where she stood. She'd always had a thing for the sad, broody, emotional types, but the sheer tempesity of emotion roiling off him was enough to sent a warm shiver shooting up and down her spine. Euphoria sank its claws into her brain-taking hold and digging deep. In spite of all her team's warnings, Susan nearly swooned on the spot, all but sputtering on the spot like a smitten schoolgirl.
Cute.
"Konichiwa," he spoke at her slowly in a thick, accented voice. "Why are you here, large one?" those crimson eyes narrowed when she failed to reply, consternation coloring his visage. "Did you not read my sign?" If he was at all daunted by the concept of a giant knocking at his door he did precious little to show it, she thought, his clawed hand drifting to the katana belted at his side.
"I...uh...hi, there?" she stammered out, flushing.
Confusion twisted his visage as he peered up at her. "Who are you?"
"Well, my name's Susan and I'm part of a team called-
"Ah." his hand shot up, causing her to pause. "And my name is Naruto. I know who you are, and why you are here. You should leave, before I lose control again."
"But-!"
"The American General sent you?" he sniffed once more, becoming prevalent in his words, anger rising within his tone. "Tell him I am not interested. This forest is my home. I am needed here. Alone." He made as if to close his door, only for her to thrust a large hand between him and the wood. It was the wrong thing to do. The strange man-fox jerked back as if he'd been burned, eyes flashing in warning. Realizing what she'd done, Ginormica shrank back down to human size, depositing herself neatly on the porch before him. Still, he bristled.
"Leave." the man warned. "Now."
"Please, if you'll just hear me out-
"I said...begone!"
"Yipe!" She leapt up without even bothering to slow her pace, nimbly dodging aside even as the business end of a sword bifurcated the oaken branch of the tree she'd stood against, sending it crashing to the forest floor below. She landed as another of the tails appeared in front of her, causing her to hiss slightly as she prepared to evade it as well. In a sudden eruption of earth and sand, however, three more of the giant tails appeared and formed a circle around her as she alighted on the ground.
"Suz!" Link roared. With a yell, he launched herself forward at Naruto with reckless abandon, eyes gleaming furiously in the bright moonlight. The blond backhanded him without out so much as backwards glance, blade a silver blur as he struck down, leaving a sizeable welt upon the missing link's head. Subsuquently beffuddled, the fishman tumbled to the ground. Even then Naruto was still moving-almost contemptuously he raised an appendage to swat aside Doctor Cockroach's Microwave beam even as the mad scientist opened fire on.
"Leave this place before it is too late!" he bellowed at the two of them. "You are not welcome-urk!"
"Gotcha!" Ginormica crowed, triumphant, as both herhands closed around him, strangling the words -and the breath- from his body. "Now just calm down and-ah!" Scarce had she seized him, than her hands began to tremble and burn, red light bursting between her fingertips, scalding at her palms. Something was growing within those clenched fingers; struggling and writhing to escape. Slowly but surely she found her arms forced apart as it took shape, swelling with each passing second until...until...until...!
"What...in the...?!"
When the giant kitsune appeared it was so utterly unexpected that she simply didn't know what to do. And by the time she did, realizing that the unassuming blond had turned into this towering titan...well by then, the beast was already uppon her. Nine tails of deadly crimson lashed at her suit as the brutal beast barreled into her with all the force of a freight train. Slamming her body through oak after ancient oak with reckless anger and wrath they grappled with one another, woman and beast, monster versus monster each desperately seeking the advantage over the other. Still they fought, bringing the forest down around them, uncaring for their surroundings or anything else.
Then, as swiftly as it had begun, so too did it end. Naruto reared back and swatted her hand aside, trapping that arm in a clawed paw. Seconds later, he had her pinned to the earth. It was a good deal larger than even her maximum height she realized, and thrice as powerful.
One of the tails blindsided her, viciously slapping her petite body out of the air and into the forest below. The wind rushed painfully out of her lungs when she hit the ground, her right arm snapping like a toothpick, nigh but breaking as she landed awkwardly upon it. She quickly rolled onto her back, squinting her eyes as the soft moonlight drenched her visage, mind racing through the pain as she struggled to think, searching for either of her friends in the gloom until the group of tails encircled her fallen body. She stared up in silent horror as a towering shadow swallowed her up-those nine tails coiling restlessly around him-taking hold of the battered trees with a look of mournful rage.
"Give me one reason," his rough voice growled, "Not to send you back to your general in pieces for destroying my home"
Susan quivered from those words, not sure if she was aroused or terrifed. Regardless she refused to look into his eyes as he prepared to finish her off. It was the pen-ultimate sign of weakness ,and somehow she knew he would only find contempt in her cowardice but she simply couldn't bring herself to do it. To stare into that sorrowed face was to remember the own pain she'd been through when she'd first gained her gift, memories of sleepless best left unvisted.
She shivered, the cold winter breezes frigid on her skin. Looking at him only made her feel sympathy, and sympathy was the last thing she could afford to feel. Still, as his clawed hand raised high, she was left to throw one last, desperate card onto the table.
"Um, we have good food and benefits?"
Just like that, the fox began to shrink. There was no word or explanation, Naruto simply released her and began to grow smaller.
Wait, what?
Susan tilted her head up from the ball of pain that was tearing at her arms, her eyes widening as she looked up into the face of the monster and truly saw him in the light, his fox-like features dissapearing as the man beneath emerged once more, coming up for air. What she saw there once more caused her heart to skip a beat. He was just a young man, only a few years older than her. His body was trapped in tattered orange and black rags beneath his battered black jacket; allowing her to see smattering of crimson fur on his chest and neck, a strange phenomena that remained in addition to all his other foxy bits.
Truly, he looked as though he'd seen better days. Better years, even, if that rusted, battered metal plate wrapped around round his arm was any incadation. Despite that he carried himself with grace and poise, his eye of this weary state she saw him. There was strength in him. And somehow, despite the pain, it fascinated her. Somehow, she'd managed to keep him from killing her and the others. Now if she could just keep it up, she might get out of this alive. Exhausted, she shrank back down to her normal size, still eerily aware of his knee pressing somewhere where it undoubtedly shouldn't.
"So...what do you say?"
Naruto rose and stood, rooted in his stead, his face slowly appearing over his shoulder as he curiously regarded his fallen opponent. A look of elastion crossed his single visible eye as it regarded the recovering giantess behind him. Then he smiled. It was a strange thing, that smile. Simple and sweet, yet so overwhelming menacing at the same time. There was something fundamentally wrong with this person on so many levels, more so if he could be manipulated by the simple promise of broth and noodles, it seemed.
"Do they have ramen?" he asked.
"Um, yes?"
"Then you've got yourself a deal." just like that they were shaking, all the previous anger and aggression forgotten. "Let's go dig up your friends. I'm sure they're still alive...somewhere...
Susan made up her mind as she trembled, then.
Strangest. Day. Ever.
A/N: And there we be! Despite my illness, I was so fixated on the idea that it just came to me, the idea of a genuine Naruto/MVA crossover was simply too appealing to ignore. To clarify matters in any case, this Naruto has been around for some time, having become one with Kurama, and lived on well into the present day in Japan. Needless to say, he's going to be a bit out of his elements in times to come now that he's being brought to Area Fifty-Something. Except sheer hilarity!
All hell's about to break loose here people! But all is not well, and there are stormclouds on the horizon...
So in the Immortal Words of Atlas...
...Review Would You Kindly? And of course, enjoy the preview!
(Preview)
Naruto bristled angrily, his fist thumping angrily against the device that confounded him so. "Baka Yarou! Kono Yarou!" A string of foreign invectives reached her ears as the man/kitsune hybrid struggled to ascertain its meaning. The device was stubborn however, and
"Susan...what is this machine?"
The white-head stiffled a laugh.
"That's a coffee maker, Naruto."
The blond blinked.
"What is...Coffee?"
Five minutes later, the entire base found out.
R&R! =D