Chapter 1
Gift from the Shinigami
As Namikaze Minato lay dieing upon the ground after defeating the dreaded Kyuubi no Youko, his thoughts drifted to his soon-to-be-orphaned son hidden in a secrete cavern within the Hokage monument. Knowing the boy was in for what could very well be hell on earth, the young Hokage began to pray that some higher being would help the boy get through life unharmed.
Being the closest god, the Shinigami took it upon himself to do just that, and altered the seal ever so slightly.
As he worked, the death god spoke to the man that was breathing his last few breathes. "You know, you are the first to use that jutsu like this, Minato. For this reason, I have answered your prayer."
"Thank you. You have no idea..." the Yellow Flash began.
"However," the god cut in, "I cannot always be there for him. To make up for this, I shall grant him an... unique... ability. How he uses it is up to him. If he uses it for the right reasons, then Konoha will have nothing to fear."
"And if he doesn't?" the Yondaime asked.
The ancient being sighed. "Then may Kami-sama and I have mercy on your souls, for he will not."
With those words, the Shinigami collected his payment for being summoned to seal the demon and faded into nothingness.
The winds carried five words over the battlefield and throughout the village.
"The choice is your's, Naruto."
To Be Continued...
yes, I know. Another new fic. But these ideas just won't leave me alone. So, here begins the story of the Konpaku Kishu (ghost rider).