AN: To ChronoMitsurugi from Conquerors Z and C: Thats very nice. But, oh, We're Afraid our deflector shields will be Quite operational when your nukes Arrive. And now, young Reviewer... you will Cry! You may say that Harems are horrible abominations of literature, but then you would be mistaken. In this case, About a great, Many, things...(Your comments Amuse us. Please respond.)
That Leads us to another note. We, The Conquerors, are simply Trying to respond to another writer in a Unique way. We wish to take No Part in these 'Shipping Battles.'
To Each their Own.
Now then,
WE OWN NOTHING YOU RECOGNIZE
The Death Lord
Chapter 2:
Something Deadly This Way Comes
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It was a bright sunny day in Konoha. The birds chirped in the trees and everyone was having a good time. Yet despite this, there was one blight on the villages otherwise cheerful countenance. This was, of course the 'Demon Boy' Naruto Uzumaki.
In the days of his youth, before the awakening of his bloodline, Naruto would be afraid to go outside because he would be ignored and beaten. However, that was the past, and this is the present.
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Two men sat at a simple table across from an apartment building. One was taller than the other, and both held glasses of sake. Most of their attention was on the building across from them. The apartment complex seemed to be abandoned, since it was in bad shape and looked uncared for.
However, everyone in the village knew better. The reason it had not been destroyed was because the Hokage had blocked the Civilian Council's demands at every turn when the matter was bought up. This was the home of 'the Demon,' after all.
The two men sat up straighter as a group of Chunnin approached the building, talking excitedly about how they would finally kill the Demon that had plagued the village for so long.
The tall one turned to his companion and said "20 minutes."
His friend considered this and said, "15."
They turned their attention back to the building. They watched as the door closed behind the group of Chunnin. They were still watching when, 20 minutes later, screams began echoing from the apartment.
The tall one smiled. His friend, on the other hand, frowned.
There was an exchange of currency.
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The Hokage sighed as he looked over his desk. From what he could tell, Sasuke was looking especially arrogant today, while Sakura was still lovestruck. Kakashi was, as per the usual, reading his Icha Icha Paradise, and Sai was just Sai.
'The only reason that Kakashi passed them was that damn Council pulling strings behind my back. And if I refuse their request for a C-Rank, the Uchiha will go and whine to the Council. Then they'll start complaining and I'll get more paperwork until I relent.' he thought.
Then, the aged Hokage got an idea that made him grin. 'After all' he reasoned. 'He does need some experience with a team.'
"Very well." he said. "Team Seven, you are hereby assigned a C-Rank escort mission to the Land of Waves. However, you shall not be going alone. I shall be placing another member on your team for this mission. The reason I am assigning him to you is because he needs experience working with a team."
This got the attention of the group. Normally, only Missions B-Rank or higher were assigned more than one team.
The Hokage pressed a button on his desk. "Y-y-yes, Lord Hokage?" His secretary sounded rather scared. However, this was not unreasonable, considering who was sitting patiently in the waiting room in front of her.
The next three words spoken by the Hokage sounded almost like a final sentence.
"Send him in."
"Y-y-yes, Lord Hokage."
The doors to his office opened slowly. Despite the fact that the hinges were well-oiled, they squeaked as they parted for the ninja who entered. The man was intimidating, to say the least. His favorite color appeared to be black, as his choice of clothing was mostly black. His lower body was adorned in black leather pants, while his feet were shod in black steel-toed boots. He wore no shirt, allowing his muscled chest to be seen by all. A black leather trench coat was around his body. Three spikes were on each of his shoulders, and a Konoha headband was stitched onto left bicep of the trench coat. Black leather spiked gloves were on his hands, the fingers were cut off to expose long nails, almost claw-like in appearance. Completing the ensemble was a pair of goggles around his head, covering the eyes from any who might accidentally gaze into them.
His hair was a blond color, spiked in appearance, and his cheeks had whisker marks on them.
(If you don't know who this is, We, The Conquerors, Pity you.)
The Hokage grinned.
"Team Seven, allow me to introduce your temporary teammate, Naruto Uzumaki."
Sakura, upon seeing his his exposed body, passed out in a massive nosebleed of epic proportions and was propelled through several walls by the resulting jet of blood.
Sai was, as usual, Sai.
Kakashi's eye got very wide upon seeing him.
Sasuke's reaction was...interesting. Outside, he performed his trademarked "Hn." Inside, on the other hand, his thoughts were as follows:
'Who is this? His body absolutely radiates power! I must have it!' (Note: This is not a Yaoi pairing. Despite this fact, We, The Conquerors, are unsure as to whether Sasuke was thinking about Naruto's power or Naruto's body. It is better, We Think, that the Truth should not be said.)
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Team Seven and their temporary add-on arrived at the Gates of Konoha. There was much confusion when they realized that Kakashi was on time for a change. Once all the confusion had been sorted out ("I can be on time if I want to, you know!"), Tazuna the Bridge Builder set out for the Land of Waves in the company of Team Seven+1.
AN: We, The Conquerors, hope that you enjoyed this chapter. However, before we go to any other announcements, we Present to you a new Omake series that we have created for Entertainment purposes.
One Final note: BLAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGH!
N.O
Part One-The Failed Experiment.
Orochimaru smiled at the figure on the table. Who would have thought that an accident involving a massive energy source, some nanites, an octopus, and a demon container would result in this?
Suddenly, all the lights flickered. When they came back on, the operating table was empty of the figure. Orochimaru quickly looked around. Truth be told, he was slightly nervous. He had no idea what the experiment would be capable of or would do. What would happen if it escaped?
Suddenly, he was hit from behind by a massive wave of Killing Intent. Slowly turning around, Orochimaru saw his deadly experiment with a sinister smile. It was slightly short, wearing a orange trench coat and black goggles. Its blond hair was slicked back, exposing its whisker marks on its cheeks. Four robotic arms protruded from the creatures back.
The creatures smile widened. Orochimaru beheld his death as it said two words in a gravelly voice, followed by an attack of unimaginable pure energy:
"NARUTO OCTOGONAPUS! BLAAAAUGGGGHHH!"
AN: Now then, onto the Announcements:
We, The Conquerors, are Proud to Present the Crucible of Fate, which we shall Post shortly after Posting this chapter. Instructions for your part in it will be released after the story is actually Posted.
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