This is going to be a op!oc fanfic where the protag is reincarnated from our world to the world of Naruto. I have the team he's going to be on already chosen. Also switching some characters around due to me finding some of them annoying.
OC's team(team 7): Kazuhiko Mitarashi(OC), Mirai Sarutobi, Hanabi Hyuuga under Minato Namikaze
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, I do not make money off of this FANFIC, I only own my own original characters and storyline.
He had died, the young adult died in a auto accident. He thought about going into a gas station before heading home from work in order to get something to snack on, but decided against it due to the young man being sick and tired from work.
This would be the last mistake the young man would make in his current life. As he was sitting at the light waiting to turn right, he heard a screeching sound as a driver started to lose control over their semi. It flipped onto it's side and started to roll, bashing into cars and sending them flying in all directions. One of these cars, a larger pick up truck, spun out of control towards the young man's car. He did not react in time, the truck slammed into his car trapping him in it between the pick up, a light post, and his seatbelt not unbuckling.
Try as he might he could not get out of the accident, the semi continued to roll. Unfortunately, the young man was smoking at the time and it dropped onto the ground straight into a puddle of leaking gasoline from both his car and the pick up trapping him. He knew no more a instant later.
The young man awoke to a ebony abyss, he shouted out and could hear nothing, not even his own voice could be heard. There was something peculiar about the darkness that surrounded him. A calming effect that was keeping him from freaking out from having died rather violently.
He floated there without knowing what awaited him, nor how much time has passed since he had died. Even if a concept such as time even existed in the void to begin with.
Suddenly without reason a light appeared in front of him. Reaching towards it, the young man was pulled towards it at breakneck speeds. He had long past gotten over his own death, the calmness of the void, and the effect it had on him helped immensely.
As he entered the orb of light that had appeared suddenly, he found himself in a chair as several beings surrounded him giant in size.
Looking around at the beings, he could see themes emerging from them. He could see one wearing a toga with a lightning bolt pattern on his chair. Another one was nearly identical, but was wearing roman armor. There was one that was as bright as the sun wearing a elegant kimono. Yet there was another one was a old man with a eye-patch wearing a cloak and had a spear impaled into the ground next to him.
There were too many to describe, and to know. The young man was surrounded by a council of gods, the major gods from his world and a strange one that looked like a Oni, wearing a pure white kimono, with a knife in it's mouth. The young man could only gulp in silent fear. Why and how was he supposed to know why he was there. Not knowing their plans, the young man kept silent.
"Shinigami, you have what you have requested. However, we will let this dead mortal a say in what he may become in his next life." The old man with the eye-patch said. 'Shinigami? Maybe gods?' the young man thought while starting to get worried and a little scared.
"That is acceptable," the Shinigami rasped out around the knife in it's mouth. "Boy, you are being summoned to my dimension in order to help me. The mortals have violated the laws of life and death. Two in particular need to be exterminated, a certain snake and his apprentice." He continued to rasp out.
"You may know of my dimension. I am the God of Death within the what do you call it? Animu, Aniye? I am the God of Death of the Elemental Nations. You should at the very least understand that much." The god rasped out while a little confused on what anime is called. The young man almost snickered in amusement about the so-called all knowing gods not knowing a simple word.
"We are going to allow you to choose who you will be reborn as, clan, elemental affinities, anything you would like," this was from the person that glowed as brightly as the sun. It was a feminine voice.
Nodding slowly, the young man thought about the situation. He was no longer freaking out. There was no need, he was not going to be punished. He thought about becoming a Uchiha first, but discarded the idea. Depending on the era they were throwing him into, if he were a defenseless child, he would not live that long. His mission was to kill Orochimaru, and Kabuto, maybe Hidan and Kakuzu if the Shinigami wanted him to do so.
The young man was going to be needing a lot of firepower. 'Maybe a Senju Uzumaki hybrid?' he thought.
"Could I become a Senju Uzumaki hybrid?" he asked almost timidly. The gods appeared to think about it before the old man, that the young man identified as Odin suggested an idea of the Shinigami.
"We could use the mortal known as Orochimaru for this. The Senju and the Uzumaki are extinct at this point in time. Orochimaru, has access to cloning technology. Maybe, we could manipulate him in creating a composite clone of Senju and Uzumaki…" He suggested to the others, who were muttering among themselves and nodding. The idea had merit and would be the ultimate punishment for such a vile man. Use 'his own creation' against him.
"That bares merit, and does appeal to me. However, I will be adding to your job. You will kill Hidan and Kakuzu, and try to stop the Fourth War. Hidan carries a Jashinic totem on him. The ritual his cult used to turn him immortal bound his soul to this," the oni-like god rasped out to the young man.
"I will manipulate the snake into combining the DNAs of Tobirama and Kushina into a viable specimen. This will be implanted into the one known as Anko Mitarashi. No one will know of this aside from Orochimaru, Hiruzen, the medic doing Anko's examination, and Anko herself. You will bare resemblance to Tobirama, Kushina, and Anko." He rasped out in almost a kind fashion, despite being very creepy.
"Now as for your abilities." He rasped while making the statement into a question. The young man thought about this, and decided on something.
"I would like affinities towards Water, and Wind on par with Tobirama." The young man said with finality. He didn't want a bloodline despite this could develop into a Ice Elemental affinity, especially since the affinities would be on par with Tobirama's with water.
"Those are acceptable, I will allow you to have the Ice element as well. I will allow you to have Tobirama's ability to create Jutsu, with Kushina's reserves." The shinigami rasped with finality. "Are these acceptable, Gods of this Mortal's world, and Mortal?"
Nodding, the young man found these more than acceptable. "Mortal, my dimension is different then the one that you know from that Animu. As soon as you are inserted into my world, history will change irrevocably. Do not expect various events to happen exactly like you know of them. Your soul will be inserted into the timeline at the age of 8, a month before you are set to enter the academy. Do you understand and find this acceptable?" He rasped out while he monologued.
Nodding once more, the young man found this more than acceptable, and understood completely. There was no telling how much things could change since they were indeed altering key points in history.
Seeing the acceptance of the mortal, the gods of his world agreed to the terms including the increased requirements of the Shinigami.
The Shinigami took the blade out of his mouth before stabbing it into the young man. Panicked, the young man struggled before being absorbed into the blade. A creepy cackle escaped his throat, before bowing to the gods. He had told them, once everything was agreed upon he would do this in order to insert the young man into the cycle of life and death of his own world. His blade was the Ichitama blade, it helped the death god to manipulate souls and was his tool of reincarnation within the world.
Fading from view of the gods within the room, the Shinigami went back to his own world to start laying down the groundwork for the young man's emergence into the world.