Hello one and all. It's been quite the while since I've updated anything on this sight. I could blame this on working hours or life problems or my mothers crazy get rich quick schemes and her other various ideas (We had to veto the house renovation, because none of us would ever be able to bear with that particular shade of pink). But the honest truth is I just didn't want too. There was other stuff I wanted to do, and every time I thought, I'll just do a chapter for Prankster god or Broken record, I just put it off and then ended up not doing it. But this idea has tuck around in my head long enough that I had to write it down. And I did. I have this whole thing planned out from start to finish.

Now this first chapter is purposfully short. Later chapters are going to be around 5000 words, but this first one is much shorter. The second chapter is already written and I'm just trying to make it as good as it can be, considering my amateur spelling and grammar abilities. It will be posted either later today or tomorrow. And so without further ado, my brand new fic. Oh wait. I don't own Naruto or High School DxD.

Chapter 1 – The Abyss King Awakens

Astoll was a small town located in the east of the underworld, a small rundown place where drifters, homeless and the occasional stray devil would usually end up calling a temporary home or shelter. There were a few shops, but there wasn't much stock and most of them were bordered up. The streets themselves were teeming with rubbish and the occasional corpse. To the very few who had actual knowledge of the place outside of its own small community it was known as the dead end of the underworld. No high class devil ever went there. Why would they, so they can see the filthy streets and disease ridden locals? There would most definitely be no potential members for their peerage in such a place. But it was here that a particularly young devil could be found, different from the other locals in that he was the only child there, and that he had been there for as long as he could remember. Living in a cardboard box in a dark alleyway, much like many of the other locals, a small blond devil dressed only in a large dirty faded pillowcase was curled up in a ball just waiting for another miserable day to pass him by and doing his best to ignore the hungry gurgling of his stomach.

The young devils name was Naruto Uzumaki, and that was all he knew about himself. His once sun kissed golden hair was now caked with dirt and grime and who knows what else, blue eyes dull and lifeless, and his most curious feature three whisker marks on each cheeks. Naruto had never known his parents or any member of his family, and he only knew his own name because that's what the old man who used to take care of him had told him it was, before the man had left and never came back, most likely killed by some thug or another. A groan could be heard from the boy's stomach. He hadn't eaten in two days so it wasn't surprising. Food was scarce in this town, only being sold on the high street, and even that wasn't much, and what little was there was guarded rather jealously from thieves. Certainly nothing he could afford either.

The boy gave a small twitch as he heard a rustling sound, followed by footsteps coming from further down the alley. Naruto was situated close to the opening, just in case a measure of hope ever came by that he could see. Maybe he could wave as it passed him by. He finally looked up as the footsteps came closer, the movement itself seeming unnatural most likely because of the amount of time he had spent sitting absolutely still, just as a devil came around the corner and spotted him. The devil was painfully thin, much like himself, with an old crusted woolly hat on his head. He wore a rotten black vest and torn up jeans. Just another bum from the town. Upon spotting Naruto his green eyes seemed to widen slightly before a look the Naruto couldn't quite make out appeared on his face.

"Boys, c'mere," the man yelled, shocking Naruto out of his own contemplations about the man. "I found one. A runt!"

There was some jostling before two more devils came around the corner, both of them looking rather gaunt and with matted black hair that didn't look like it had been cleaned in years. The two men gave the boy a look before then looking at each other and nodding.

"I guess he'll do," grumbled one of the men. "It's not like anyone else is much better."

The first man gave a nod before stalking over.

Naruto sprung to his feet suddenly afraid but before he could go anywhere, the first devil he'd seen was already next to him, and grabbed him by the scruff of his pillow case, before trying to yank him up. Naruto let his arms go slack, quickly slipping out of the pillow case before trying to make a dash down the alley and into the open, despite being completely naked without the pillow case.

The devil that tried to grab him gave a blink of surprise at the manoeuvre before quickly running after Naruto.

Naruto was just about to exit the alley before a rough bony hand grabbed his arm and roughly yanked him back. The boy gave a cry of both surprise and pain as the older devil yanked him back into the alley.

"I'm sorry about this kid, really. But we ain't got much choice," spoke the man, who was trying to keep his own voice steady. "You gotta do what you gotta do to survive ya know."

Naruto just shook his head rapidly, now more scared than ever. He began to cry for the first time in ages while hiccuping in his throat somehow knowing this devil was going to kill him.

"There's not much on him," spoke one of the other devils as they approached. "But something better than nothing. And I am SO hungry."

Naruto recoiled, eyes wide in terror. They were going to eat him? He knew there were some in the area who did it, the town was pretty lawless, no form of police force to speak of. But still this was most definitely not something he ever thought about happening to him, and certainly not the way he wanted to go.

"Hold him steady, we'll make this quick," spoke the third man, who had pulled out a small knife.

Naruto began to scream, not words as his very limited vocabulary didn't really include pleas for help, but he screamed none the less, reaching out for the end of the alley, hoping for someone to help him, anyone to help him. He saw devils walk on by, some spared him a glance before trudging on but none seemed to pay his screams much attention.

"No one's gonna help you kid," said the man holding him, before covering his mouth with his hand. Naruto continued to scream despite the hand muffling his sounds, as the other man approached him with the knife. He felt his head roughly get pulled back, exposing his throat even as he continued to scream, his eyes now closed in terror, tears of fright falling from his eyes down his cheeks. He felt his heart beating faster, his innate magic small in supply drumming against the surface of the skin trying to do anything to help him. He opened a single eye as the man brought his knife forward toward his throat, quickly shutting it again.

"What the Fuck?" screamed the man with the knife, and then Naruto was suddenly dropped. Naruto let out a whimper of pain as he was dropped on his butt, before opening his eyes and blinking through tears to try and see what happened. He saw the man with the knife, the blade now missing from the handle. He gave a few blinks of confusion, before noticing a new addition to the scene. There was a small ball of pitch black floating right next to his neck. As he turned to look at it, it floated in front of him. The orb was the size of a baseball, and the black was a black Naruto had ever seen. It didn't seem to reflect the light of the sun above his head, or acknowledge the existence of anything in general. The ball felt of… nothing. There was a simple nothingness to it that made it difficult for Naruto to accept it was there in the first place.

"The hell is that?" said one of the men in confusion, as he eyed the ball.

"Dunno," said the other, now tossing away his knife-less handle. His eyes quickly town to Naruto and he began to approach. Naruto flinched back in fright as the man came towards him. Quick as a flash the ball flashed forward, going through the man's stomach like he wasn't even there. The man paused blinking in shock. He looked down at his stomach and balked at the sight that met him. There was a hole going straight through his stomach. There was no blood to accompany it neither was there any innards falling out. Instead there was what looked like white ash that began to flake off. Suddenly the man began to scream and the flaking around the wound began to expand. The other two men watched in terror and fascination as the man began to disintegrate before their eyes, his body slowly turning to ash and the ash into nothing. Soon the screaming stopped and the man's eyes became dull. His entire abdomen was now missing and his torso fell to the ground, leaving his lower and upper body to disintegrate separately.

"What the hell?" whispered the man with the hat, his face now an ashen white. He began to step backwards. Naruto's head whipped around as he registered the movement, and the ball followed him now heading towards the man. The man gave a scream and lunged out the way. But he wasn't quite quick enough, the ball of darkness catching his bare toe. The man gave another scream as white flakes began to work their way up through his now missing toe. Suddenly the man's fingers grew into long claws which he stuck into the end of his own foot. Blood erupted from the new wound as the man fiddled around with his claws, screaming in pain the entire time as he tried desperately to remove that part of his own foot before the ash caught up. He didn't have long, and he soon realized he wouldn't manage it in time. Soon he began to hack away at his own leg just above his ankle.

While this was going on the third man turned to look at Naruto, who was watching the wailing man in awe. He gave a snarl and flicked his fingers, a low level fire ball spell erupting to life between his fingers.

"Die you little freak!" the man growled before flinging the fire ball at Naruto. Hearing the war cry Naruto turned to look at the last man in time to see the fire ball flying towards him. He gave a cry and held his arms up in front of himself, in an attempt to protect himself from the flames, shutting his eyes tight behind his arms. After a moment of nothing happening the boy became confused. There was silence. Not even any heat coming from the flames. The boy opened his eyes to see what had happened. His eyes widened as he took in the sight, a floating black square hovered in front of him, blocking the last man from view. Suddenly the square began to ripple before collapsing in on itself returning to the orb it once was.

Naruto looked at the now gaping man who had thrown the fire ball in the first place. He gave an experimental flick of his hands and the orb shot forwards. The man yelped and moved, successfully managing to dodge the ball. The orb punctured through the wall of the alleyway building, leaving the man to gape as the wall itself began to turn to ash. The man quickly turned and fled down the alley, stuttering in terror as he went.

Naruto watched him go, eyes wide with disbelief at what he now realised he had done. A whimpering caught his attention, causing him to turn and look at the first man he had seen. He was nursing his stump of a leg, having managed to separate it just above where his ankle used to be. In front of the stump was a small pile of white ash, the remains of the man's foot which wasn't quite gone yet.

Noticing Naruto's eyes upon him, the man whimpered even more. He rolled over onto his stomach and began to crawl away, recognizing he was in too much pain to try and stand on his one leg.

Naruto just watched him go, staring in undisguised awe as the man crawled away leaving a bloody trail behind him.

This was the start of something new, he decided. A new him. A stronger him. With a power like this, he can become more than he is right now. More than a street orphan waiting to die. And as he stared at the floating orb of pitch black before him, Naruto gave the first smile he had ever smiled in his life as he gazed upon his hope.

So what does everyone think? Be honest. Or would you like to reserve judgement until the second chapter is posted. I know the first chapter is rather dark, and there will be some dark bits in the future, but I'm hoping to get some of my usual humour in their for anyone who doesn't just think I'm dull. And a majority of it will follow the plot, along with some added scenes of my own. Well see you next time.