"Speaking"

'Thinking'

"Bijuu Talking"

'Bijuu Thinking'

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Japanese


On a dark cloudless night when the moon hung bright over the land, a young boy of about 7 with dirty blonde hair, wide cerulean blue eyes and thin whisker marks across his cheeks gazed out the window. Nights like these with the sounds of nature and the chatter of the civilians winding down from a busy day, made the young boy question his own existence. 'What is my role in the grand scheme of fate's plans?' He sighed while deep in thought. His elbow perched on the window sill while he lazed around. 'What's my destiny?'

On the other side of town, a wizened old man stood poised on his balcony with a pipe settled between his thin lips. His face held wrinkles over his gnarled old bones yet underneath the facade of a feeble man, a shinobi slumbered. Sarutobi Hiruzen felt his years pressing down on him harder each time he questioned his decisions. As Hokage, he thought with the village at the forefront off his mind. Sarutobi turned his aging body away from his village. With a single hand sign, a hidden figure clothed in black and an animal mask in the likeness of a turtle was kneeled at his feet. "Inform Danzo that I would like to make a visit tonight. I would appreciate it if he made arrangements for my arrival." He said promptly. "Hai, Hokage-Sama. " The turtle masked ANBU answered before disappearing from view. It was still early in the evening, possibly around 8 p.m. which was an appropriate time for him to leave his office for the night. Sarutobi gathered his belongings from the coat rack and donned his cloak, setting out for his old friends' facilities.


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"Subject shows no adverse reactions to the treatment. Make note of her vitals. I'm going to inform Danzo-Sama that experiment 214 was a success." A show of nods was all the woman received before she sauntered out of the room. Her brown hair hanging onto her shoulders in choppy waves. Her face would be considered plain if not for the narrow slant of her jawline and the purple triangular birthmarks. Her eyes were a dark brown, devoid of all life. She was clothed in a black midriff with mesh armor underneath and a pair of grey shinobi pants fitted with standard kunoichi heels that left a clacking echo down the hallway. She stopped in front of a wooden door and gave a short rap. A shuffle of papers and a gruff acknowledgment and she was admitted inside of the room. "Danzo-Sama. I come with good news. The procedure was a success and the girl has shown significant progress regarding her disposition. She still has to be sedated constantly but otherwise there are no problems and I believe she will be ready for another mission within a day with her tenant involved." The woman reported. Danzo hummed and nestled his fingers under his chin. "Excellent. I expect another update tomorrow morning. I want her in prime condition. In fact," He rose from his seat and grabbed the cane that he was never seen without and hobbled towards the door. "I want to see my success. Hiruzen will be arriving within the hour for an observation of her and I expect no mistakes Rin." Rin nodded and opened the door for her lord before barking out orders to subordinates under her sector.


'I am Natsuko. I am not him. I am Natsuko. I am not him. I am not. I loathe this village. I loathe them. I loathe this village. I loathe them.' She repeated the mantra in her thoughts struggling to continue faking unconsciousness. She could not count the times she had been in this room, recovering from whatever procedures that they performed. She couldn't count the times she had wished that she had died at birth. She was tired and so was the Kyuubi. They had one last resort though. One last shot at freedom and she intended to take it. Even if it meant death. They had taken everything from her. Harvesting her cells, DNA, and chakra to splice a clone. A perfect, loyal, stupid male counterpart that should she not live past her usefulness, he would be the new more malleable jinchuuriki. The reason they had even locked her away and started training and experimenting on her was due to her fickle attitude regarding the Konoha. She could not be swayed to find favor with it. She would rather watch the village burn for what it had done to her; taken from her; and continued to do to her. She would never be loyal to the tree huggers. She had only herself. "Hiruzen, glad you could make it. She is this way." Her electric blue eyes snapped open with vigor, lips curled in a sneer. "The old farts dare grace me with their presence. Lucky me" She growled out hoarsely. Danzo stared at her impassively. Hiruzen sighed morosely. "How are you, my child?" he asked. Natsuko snarled, her plump pink lips stretching wide to reveal sharpened canines. It was a fearsome sight for the weak of heart to see a child as menacing a picture as Natsuko painted.

The Root Anbu behind Danzo drew their weapons and aimed it at her. She cackled and laid back against the infirmary bed. "You think I'm afraid to die... Oh god. You dipshits fucking make me laugh. Go ahead. Hurt me... Make me feel the pain. Do it. Please... It's what I really want. More than anything in the world. " She mocked. Danzo glowered, giving her no reading on his mood while the Root Anbu and the regulation Anbu both stood ready to attack. "You fuckers can't do it can you? But I bet I can. Yes, Yes, I would. I can see it now, rip those windbag pipes out of your fucking old man chests. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Then how can you smoke your pipes, Jiji. Hmpf.. You wouldn't be able to. " She giggled manically. "Danzo... How would you like it, if I ripped every sharingan out of your body... " She mused licking her lips. Danzo glared at the 7-year-old girl in disdain. "Sedate her. This visit is over. "He said with bite in his voice. Hiruzen glanced curiously over his old friend's body. Surely this was just the regular insane ramble she mused and spit out at each visit. Desecrating the dead was a serious offense and surely nothing like that would be done by the Root commander, even if he was extreme at the best of time. "Danzo, I ha-" he started. "Before you bring about objections of the containment of the jinchuuriki, I have news of her latest trials. You would approve of her loyalty if not service after she is fully conditioned." Hiruzen grimaced. This is where things got tricky for him. He made mistake after mistake regarding the child. He exposed her tenant, left her under the jurisdiction of the ones who willingly hurt her and made no attempts to make amends. He deserved to burn for his choices but as Hokage he made decisions like these daily. This was no different.


'Just a little bit more, get closer you fucking asswipes' Natsuko lay in the cot waiting for the inevitable sedation and transferring to her cell. She smirked as Rin came closer to her with a needle in hand. Five other agents were standing guard around her as she prepared the solution. "500 ccs of our strongest. You should rest easily for a while little fox. " Rin cooed. Natsuko turned her head away and began to gather chakra in her hands. "Watch out! She's gathering chakra. Hurry the dosage along and put her under." An agent complained as he leapt towards Natsuko hoping to stop her. Natsuko cackled loudly and opened her tenketsu freeing the chakra she had saved from all 361 nodes. A bright light burst into effect before a shiver of red chakra mixed with it creating a ball that began to expand outwards. "We have a code nine! We need back up immediately. " Sirens began to blare loudly in response to the alarm. Hiruzen and Danzo stared in awe as the mixture of chakra and the nine tailed beast's corrosive chakra burst out of the room in a fury lashing out at any in its vicinity. Chakra burns were the least of their problems as the explosion of chakra left only a charred gown and bodies dead in a pile.

The area was immediately flooded with an influx of chakra signatures in response to the Bijuu's chakra. The first on the scene was a young man with silver hair piled messily on his head. "Hokage-Sama! The nine-tails! I felt its chakra here. Did the seal fail?" He all but yelled. Hiruzen saved only by the grace for his own personal anbu's sacrifice to build a shield with their combined chakra was alive yet on the floor in pain. He coughed heavily choking and gagging until finally he had caught his breath. "Kakashi. Now is not the time to ask questions, please survey the area and make note of our dead." Kakashi grimaced and began to sift through the destruction, his comrades on his heels with orders barked at the others. The attack was devastating. Hardly anyone survived. Hiruzen let out a choked sob as he glanced to his left and saw his aged comrade, bleeding out heavily, crushed against a pillar. He looked to be on the verge of death. "Medic! We need a medic!" Hiruzen yelled out. Danzo grunted and shut his eyes. There was really no hope for him. "Saru... old friend. I know that I have not been the best that I could have been but... know this," Danzo coughed out, wheezing through his last words as the medics finally arrived along with a team to remove the crumbled roof. "Everything I did was for Konoha." Hiruzen pat his friends' hand, giving him support. "I believe you... "


Meanwhile while Kakashi was investigating the scene, his heart nearly leapt into his throat. There she was. Shaggy brown hair, purple birthmarks, brown eyes that he used to dream would crinkle in the corner like they used to. Her mouth was opened wide in a silent scream, her hands burned from shielding her face with a dropped syringe laying at her feet. She had been here this whole time. His brain almost shorted out at the realization. "Hokage-Sama! Hokage-Sama! A woman... she was found with the same... She looks just like..." Kakashi was so frazzled that he could not finish his sentence. "Yes. Kakashi-kun... The woman you found was Nohara Rin." Hiruzen sighed. "But how? I killed her. Her name was on the stone! For Fucks sake, I grieved for her." Kakashi bit out. Hiruzen narrowed his eyes and rasped out angrily, "Summon the Konoha Council. There is much to be discussed. Immediately!"


Within the hour, the council was seated around the Hokage in anticipation. The room was lively with mutterings and chattering of the reasonings behind their summoning. Hiruzen cleared his throat and began, "What is about to be discussed today will be deemed security clearance SSS. Earlier this evening between the hours of 2100 and 2200, Shinobi and kunoichi alike responded to the influx of chakra coming from a facility located near the village about 2 miles out. The chakra was in fact, " He paused uneasily before gathering his wits and finishing. "The Kyuubi."

The council erupted into a frenzy of angry mutterings of demon children conspiring against the village before the Hokage flexed his chakra aggressively and quieted them down. "Uzumaki Naruto was accounted for in his own apartment before the incident occurred and was still found to be there during and after the incident. He has no knowledge of what has occurred other than the briefest of gossip shared the by populace of missing nine and hunter nin battling outside the gates. What really transpired was the real jinchuuriki, Namikaze-Uzumaki Natsuko committed a combination of suicide and homicide in a research facility that was owned by the now deceased Shimura Danzo. Natsuko was first introduced to the populace at birth but finding her wellbeing lacking and her psyche cracked from the years of solitude and aggression she was shown and thus retaliated, I made the decision to give her to Danzo to at least rectify her loyalty. Sadly, it has failed. She was far beyond damaged and chose to kill herself to end her own suffering.


Along with her death, we will honor Nohara Rin for her noble sacrifice as a double agent under my control in the Root Anbu Sector and her subordinates under her as followed: Takagawa Hiroshi, Hyuga Hizashi, and Fumi Tanaka. The Uzumaki Naruto that is now in the village is Natsuko twin brother who does not hold a beast at all. He is a mere innocent born on the associated day along with her. I beg that you honor the fallen and the sacrificed as you would your own. This meeting is adjourned until another time. All proceedings are as of now confidential punishable by execution and a fine of Forty-six million ryo from the remaining family. I shall see you soon." The room was in silent shock at what was disclosed to them. Of course, they felt guilty for what they had done and allowed to happen but the sheer magnitude of what they learned was too much for just one evening to comprehend. Hiruzen stood slowly, with the council following behind him. Soft murmurs reverberated through the room as they filed out one by one, each heavily with guilt of their own actions.


Ludendorff, North Yankton 2004

"Get down!" A masked man screamed. "Alright, everybody pay attention, follow the rules we give, and no one gets hurt." another one commanded. "Aarghhh! Open the door, or they'll be worse than hurt!" bellowed the last angry robber. The snowy small town of Ludendorff had only one major bank and it was in the process of being robbed. Screams were being yelled at the frightened citizens who happened to stop by to make a deposit or withdrawal and the workers frantically pushed inside of a cramped closet used to hang up winter coats. Once the door was locked behind the witnesses, the angry man in the red and green ski hat yelled over to his friend. "All set, phone it in!" The man in the all black ski mask pulled out a small black burner phone and pulled up the contact list. His sole contact was named detonate and once he pressed the keypad to call, and explosion went off in the back room. The angry red masked guy gave a demented cackle at the prospect of a successful heist, the dark masked man had to reprimand him as they journeyed down the corridor to the vault. Once they made it to the vault, all three of them began to stuff bundles of cash into separate duffle bags.

"We're done here, let's go!" The angry man said hurriedly. The sole quiet perpetrator walked out grimly with the angry man behind him. When the black masked man walked out, a security guard they had not accounted for grabbed him and locked his arms around him, snatching his mask off. "Ha! I got him. I've seen his face, he's done for." the security guard rambled. "You forget a thousand things everyday pal, make sure this is one of them." The unmasked man calmly said. The security guard began to frantically shout, "I see it in his eyes. He's crazy!" The unmasked man began to try to diffuse the situation until a loud pop sounded off and the hold over him loosened. The security guards' body lay strewn on the guard blood gushing from the hole between his eyes."Fuck! You didn't have to do that!" The unmasked man cried out annoyed. "Let's get going, there will be time for grieving later." The angry masked man expressed in a nonchalant way. The silent robber agreed with him running down the hall and checking the corners. The unmasked man followed suit, his gun in his hand ready to shoot if need silent robber set charges against the door and blew it off its hinges. Sirens blared outside, as they navigated to a garage park.


"Oh fuck. You hear that? Sirens." The red masked man grumbled running for cover near the garage door. "Fuck the cops. T hit the shutter switch." The unmasked man said. The red masked man now known as T hit a button on the wall in front of them and the door let up slowly. Cars full of policeman were crowded outside the entrance. Bullets began to fly as soon as the men were spotted. All three men dropped their mask and began to shoot rounds back at the police. The angry man was gruff looking man with dark black shaggy hair shaped in a widow's peak. He was slightly balding with a thick mustache stretch across the crevice of his top lip. He had a narrow nose and dimples in his cheeks. He had light brown eyes that had a manic gleam in them. He smirked at the cops shooting in his direction." You want to look in the face of death, be my guest." He said cockily. The second man was blonde man with a pudgy face. His nose was wide and crooked, evidence of it being broken plenty of times in fights. He had thin lips and light stubble around his mouth, though his eyes were the most remarkable part of his plain face. His eye color is best described as hazel green since they changed colors often. He rolled his eyes at his partners' cocky demeanor "Shut up and press forward!" The last man whom was unmasked first was tanned with a sculpted face. His hair was jet black with undertones of brown filling in the ends. He had stormy grey eyes and a clean-shaven face. His lips were thin and pink. The robbers all wore variations of colors with snow boots to trek to the getaway vehicle and when the wintery cold nipped at their faces, they knew they had dressed for the weather. The showdown lasted about 20 minutes before they made it to the safety of the getaway car. The driver was a teenage boy looking to make some easy money. He had a plain face with average looks, slated eyes, thick eyebrows, a light cap and a small mustache growing in.


They drove serenely for a few minutes before the familiar wail of the police sirens went off on their tail. The kid put his foot to the pedal and pressed the gas, the three gunmen began to shoot out of the window. Bullets went flying every which way until a stray shot the driver in the head dead. "Fuck!" The clean-shaven guy cursed. He opened the driver side door and pushed the dead weight of the kid out of the door and climbed into the seat. "Come on! Let's get to the chopper." The balding man cried out. The clean-shaven man growled and pressed his feet hard on the pedal to lose the police only to see them speed up. He pulled the steering wheel to the left, HARD and rammed the police car off the road and into a tree. "Come on! Let's get to the chopper. If we move quick, we can beat the train." The balding man said looking over his shoulder to the road behind him. "We're getting there!" The clean shave man growled out annoyed. "Hmph. Man, I'll believe in this bird when I get eyes on it." The blonde man sniffed. "Mike." The balding man hissed testily at the accusation. " I say there's a chopper, there's a chopper. We stick to the plan, we're home free." The clean-shaven man grimaced as he shifted the wheel and swerved on the road. "COPS!" The blonde alerted them to the oncoming cops and the subsequent blockade at the end. The clean-shaven man known as Mike made a right and cut across the train tracks early only getting halfway across before the backend of the car was hit and slammed into a thick tree. "You guys alright?" Mike asked while stumbling out of the wreckage. "Fuck, ditch the car and we can go this way to the chopper." The balding man said huffing. "No! Stick to the plan." Mike spat wiping blood away from his mouth. "What!" The balding man asked in confusion. "Stick to the fucking plan." Mike bit out trudging through snow. There was a cottage up ahead, quiet and desolate.


In fact, things were too quiet. A quick whish and the blonde had fallen onto his knees crying out. The balding man angrily cursed his luck and ran for cover. "Fucking feds. Someone must have fucking talked!" "Holy shit. Brad's gonna be alright" Mike was in the process of aiding Brad when he was gunned down also. "Fuck, I'm hit." He screamed. Upon seeing what T thought was his friends' last moments, he went into a frenzy. He gunned down officer after officer before running off into the fields. The fog was settled in heavily over the area and made seeing in front of you tricky at best, but he could still hear the frenzied voices of the officers searching after him."Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He cursed, shuffling through the wind picked up slightly and blew flakes into his face. He cursed and continue north through the field, hopefully the plane was stashed nearby. "Dispatch, I'll need backup. Perp is in the vicinity" an officer said with his gun raised in T's direction. Instead of stopping T made a run for it towards what looked to be a barn. "Halt. Stop where you are and drop your weapons or I'll shoot." The officer screamed in warning before firing a shot that luckily missed T by an inch. "Fucking Fuck!" He cursed loudly stumbling along the way until he saw something splayed out in the snow. "Haha! My lucky day. You fucking pigs." He yelled, diving down and grabbing a young girl with platinum blonde hair and big doll-like blue eyes. She had a small button nose and plump lips fixed in a pout. Distinctive lines scarred her face like whiskers. The young girl was of about 7 years of age clothed in an oversized shirt and socks. Nothing that protects you from the snow was worn by the little girl. The little girl just so happened to be awakening from a nap when T had grabbed her and held her hostage. The officer rounded the corner, seeing the little girl being held in a vice grip with a micro smg to her head. He was at a loss of words.


"HAHA! You make one move and the little bitch dies. I'll spray her brains all over this damn barn. Now, this is what we are going to do. You are going to drop your gun at the door and back up, then I will get in my bird and drive off. Capiche?" He said amused with the situation. The young girl tilted her head to the side confused at the situation, yet her expression never changed from the stony look she was accustomed to using on missions. T chuckled as the officer dropped his weapon for the sake of the child, backing away from the door slowly to get help. "Pussy." T cackled while tossing the girl towards the plane. "Get in" He said gruffly. The young girl stumbled a little and narrowed her eyes in annoyance and stepping towards the chopper. T had the gun pointed at the young child the whole time she was climbing into the seat. He inched over to his side of the small plane and slid in. "Hm. You don't say much. " He murmured to the girl while starting the plane and pulling out of the barn. The girl was silent for a while, at least until they had flown off the runaway, then she turned towards him and said in her native language. "Anata wa nidoto sonoyoni watashi o tsukamu baai, watashi wa karera no soketto kara anata no ude o rippingu shimasu"

Her expression was once again blank, so he couldn't get a read on her. "You're one weird kid you know that?" He asked. Instead of answering him, she nicked his gun from his hands and turned it against him. "Ca-peesh?" she asked uncertain if she had made him understand her from what she witnessed, Ca-peesh meant understanding something so she used it albeit pronouncing it wrong with her heavy accent. T cackled loudly at the sight. A slip of a girl had taken his gun and turned it on him. Oh, how Mikey would have laughed. Much like he was doing now. "HA! You're alright for a snot nosed brat, Call me Trevor kid." He said cheerily. She stared at him for a second then put the gun away. "Natsuko."


New Idea that was begging to be wrote, #Sorrynotsorry...

Translation: If you ever grab me like that again, I will rip your arms from their sockets.

Edited: Fri. April 4,2019

Its time I picked this back up and edit and add more to this. I got busy guys, not to mention my mental state has been all over the place for a while. I'm feeling confident enough now to get things done! I'm working on editing chapter 2 and adding a little more to the chapter. Please anticipate and be kind to my works! Recap: Sarutobi lied about naruto, Rin was a double agent, yes Konoha will make another appearance but not for a while, the Kyuubi is in essence a chakra construct. Chakra cannot die, that's all I'm going to say on that. uhhhh lets see, I'm editing out old authors notes and just trying to answer as many questions I can. Please review and if you really want to ask me things, shoot me a PM. Also, who would you guys like for pairings. Send me suggestions.