Chapter One

A New Day Dawns

There are good reasons to never murder someone called a Demon. One such reason being that chances are, if they are called a Demon, they have some sort of insane power. Such was the case with young Naruto Uzumaki. And unfortunately for those who killed him, it had the nasty little habit of both bringing him back to life, and retaliating on it's own, in quite a deadly fashion. When the seven arrived, all that was found were several skulls, and several weapons around a sleeping Naruto. Never had a Demon ever looked so peaceful.

No one ever found out what had happened in that alley on that particular night, but after the event, those who hated the child avoided him like the plague, but did not withhold their glares. The boy grew, and in time prepared to join the shinobi academy. Many civilians thought of protesting, but judging by the fact that those bodies were never found, none wanted to risk their necks. The Hokage, long since a father figure of the young shinobi-in-training, was glad of this, for he still had to deal with that pesky war against paper work. It always seemed to breed like rabbits when he wasn't looking. Taking a break, he pulled out his crystal ball, and scried the young blonde. If one looked closely at the boy after the 'accident', they would notice several changes. First, that his eyes had turned a darker shade of blue, and the sclerae had inverted color. This was hidden by a genjutsu that the Hokage himself had placed on the currently sleeping orphan. The second, was that he had grown to be the peak a person his age could be. The third, was that his hair had gained streaks of pure black, making it seem to be dark orange, with black streaks. The fourth, and final change was that he never got sick. Ever. This was just the first of two things to do with his immune system, the second being that any injury he received was instantly healed.

With a sigh, the Sandaime reclined in his chair. He thought back to that fateful day, the tenth of October, four long years ago...

MODOSU NO JUTSU(FLASHBACK JUTSU)...

The day had been much like any other day, just with a new mountain of paperwork. Even a retired Kage gets hit by it, and Hiruzen Sarutobi was no exception. It had been the bane of both of his predecessors, and it was now both his and his successor's. Just as he finished putting a stamp on the last sheet in the massive pile, an immense shockwave ripped through the room. Tearing across the room to the window of his estate revealed that the Kyūbi, for some reason or another, was outside Konoha. And it was pissed. Flinging on his combat armor, he shunshined to the Hokage tower.

"What's the situation?"

"Sandaime, Sir! The Kyūbi is just outside of the village, and is extremely angry! It's on a warpath with us!"

"Alert all shinobi forces within range, and hold it off until the Yondaime can get there!"

"YES SIR!"

The battle raged on, until almost an hour later, the Yondaime arrived.

"What's the problem?" A similar conversation to the one held not even an hour ago took place, but ended very differently.

"LETS GO, SEALING TEAM!" With that, the Yondaime and his two Team-mates launched themselves out the window, shattering it in the process. The Sandaime sighed at the fact that, even in a state of emergency, those three could still create more paperwork than the entire disaster report.

At the front line, the battle was going horribly. Hundreds were dead, more were injured, and the Kyūbi didn't seem to be slowing down one bit. Then, the Seal Team arrived. Within seconds, the nearby shinobi were evacuated, the fires contained, and the Kyūbi was surrounded by toads. Very large toads, with swords. A few minutes later, four figures stood before a restrained Kyūbi. Two wore pitch black Anbu outfits, with high collars and hoods. The other two wore Jonin outfits, one with a cloak, the other completely in blood red. The one in the red outfit held a small bundle. The figure wearing the cloak began to run through seals faster than anyone outside of those four could see, and finally ended by applying chakra to the seal on the bundle. The bundle gave a small cry, as with an immense increase in ambient pressure, the Shinigami appeared. It turned to the one that summoned it, and nodded. It swirled it's scythe, and with a flourish pulled the Kyūbi, body and soul into the seal on the bundle. All that was left in the aftermath was the bundle, and a scroll toad with explicit instructions to not reveal it's secrets to anyone except the Hokage himself. That, was how he had learned of what transpired out on the field of battle, and what his wishes were for the boy.

MONDOSU NO JUTSU KAI!

Realizing that he had fallen asleep, the elderly Kage pulled himself back to awareness. Soon the young Uzumaki would be ready to enter the Academy, something he had been begging the Sandaime for since he could talk. Noticing that the seal on his desk was glimmering, he tapped it, putting a bit of chakra into it. A scroll popped out, and he promptly grabbed it up and read it. He smiled at what he had read. He lay it back on his desk, sending a chakra pulse through the seal to confirm he had received it, and once more, sighed. The coming council meeting was going to be quite a mess... Literally.

Eight Years Later, At The Village Hospital...

Naruto had been readmitted. Again. This was the fifteenth time that he had been attacked from behind since the event in the alley. Every time, by the point that Naruto had been found, out in some dumpster, his wounds were healed, and he was sleeping it off. No one ever explicitly tried to kill him, but there were some fairly suspicious circumstances around the fact that Naruto had been found in a pool of his own blood below a rooftop ledge more than once. Every time, he would wake up, perfectly fine, within the day. But this time, this time was different. Naruto hadn't woken up all day. Nor the next day. Finally, it took the Hokage practically threatening to tear down the entire hospital, brick by brick in front of the whole staff's eyes, for Naruto to be admitted. A few more days went by, until it was only a week from the day of the entrance

Within Naruto's Mindscape...

On a bed within Naruto's mindscape, his mental avatar lay asleep, completely unaware of the surrounding environment. This was most likely a good thing, seeing as outside of the small clearing of light, there was absolute darkness, so much that it wasn't just the void of light, it was the void of existence. But somewhere else in the compound that made up Naruto's mindscape, there existed what looked to be a light filled cavern made of the purest sapphire on one side, intermixing with amethyst in the middle, and ending in ruby. The ruby side consisted of a cave made of the gem, and with bars of what looked to be glass, but was indeed diamond, with streaks of pitch black onyx. In the center of the cavern was what looked like two blocks of pure onyx. The being within the cage looked out upon feeling what seemed to be a vibrational resonance produced via the amethyst. Examining the blocks of onyx within the middle of the arena like room, it discovered that one of the hunks of rock appeared to be cracking. It transformed into it's humanoid form, and slipped through the cage doors. It walked forward to examine the chunk. Suddenly, it was forced back by a burst of energy, which revealed the contents of the rock. The figure previously within the rock took one step forward, then promptly fell forward unconscious. The denizen of the cave reached forward, retrieved the man previously of the stone, and withdrew to it's home.

In The Real World...

Naruto awoke to find himself laying in a hospital bed once more. The Hokage had long since given him permission to leave the hospital as soon as he was awake, so as to avoid any more attempts at murder. Pulling himself up, he glanced around to find what looked to be a bundle of the blackest material he had ever seen, topped with a smaller bundle of black, with dark orange highlights. He walked over, and examined the top bundle, to discover that it was a cloak, and within it, held a note. The note read as such;

Naruto-kun, I had hoped to give these to you when you were older, but I am afraid that circumstances are pointing toward that never happening. There is something I must tell you. I, the author of this note, am Namikaze Minato, Your Father. I'm sure you must have many questions, such as how I know that you won't know who your parents are, but there is little time. The Kyūbi is almost at the village, and so I must tell you three things. The first, is that your mother was my wife, an arrangement not many know of, is Uzumaki Kushina, and your godparents are Jaraiya and Tsunade of The Sanin. The second, is that Both this Cloak, and the Naginata held within the other bundle that I am fairly certain that you haven't opened yet, given your mother's love of the Cloak's color, are yours, and are for your use alone. Merely channel some of Your, and Your Tenants' Chakra into Them, and They will be bound to you, as well as summoning a scroll regarding their abilities. The Naginata's name is Shōmetsu (Annihilation), and the Cloak's is Tasaina (Versatile). The Third, and final point is something regarding something I just mentioned. Yes, I did say Tenants, as in plural. My two teammates, Mercer, and Heller, are also sealed in you. I know this, even though it hasn't happened yet, because of the way this seal will work. Mercer should awaken a while before Your Twelfth Birthday. This should arrive for you where ever you are on that same day. Ja Ne, my son.

Your Tou-san, Namikaze Minato.

P.S., Your mother says to tell you to ask old monkey-ass about the house.

P.P.S., She also says to tell you to give the contents of the safe to - HEY! THIS IS OUR SONS MONEY! HE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO GIVE IT TO THE HYŪGA JUST TO PAY OFF YOUR GAMBLING DEBTS POST MORTEM! Sorry about that, this scroll has a voice recording seal.

P.P.P.S., She also says to tell you that she hopes you have a good girlfriend by now, because if she survives this, she want's grandkids. I wish you luck. I hope to give this to you myself. Ja Ne.

Naruto stood still for a moment, shocked at what he had just read. His father, His mother, both of whom were constantly insulted by the villagers due to both their stupidity, were the Yondaime Hokage and his wife! Who would have guessed? Although, looking back, he realized just how stupid it was that no one had ever figured this out. If you took away the Whiskers, and add a bit of height, he basically was a miniaturized version of the Yondaime. After a few seconds of thought, he suddenly whipped his head back to the note. 'Ask old monkey-ass about the house'... He had a house?! Then, he looked down at the last thing on the note. A slight blush instantly covered his face as he realized what his mother must have been implying. Folding up the note, and placing it in his pocket, he donned the cloak, picked up the bundle, and leaped out the window.

At The Hokage Tower...

Sarutobi Hiruzen was content. The vile threat of paperwork had been defeated for the time being, and he had managed to force an opening in his afternoon schedule. Making sure the anbu were out of the room, he pulled out the book from the locked, lower left drawer of his desk. The orange cover gleamed in the mid-afternoon sun, and the eldest Sarutobi giggled with perverted glee. After a full year, the damned author had finally finished another issue. He slowly opened the book, taking in the scent of the new pages with glee. However, just before he got past the cover page, a rust orange whirlwind flew into the room.

"Hey Jiji!"

The Hokage face-desked, and proceeded to hide the book as best he could. Unfortunately, none could hide anything from the young Uzumaki, who in response to the sudden shift of the Hokage grabbed the book, and proceeded to flip through it.

"Jiji, you should be ashamed of yourself. Reading blatant smut, and badly written smut at that in broad daylight? Tsk, tsk. Wouldn't it be a tragedy if such a terrible secret got out? Especially if it's discovered that it was my godfather who wrote it?" Naruto exclaimed as Sarutobi Hiruzen blushed tremendously. The Sandaime suddenly stopped in shock once he noticed that Naruto had apparently just accurately stated who his godfather was. Flying through several hundred seals, he slammed his hands down on his desk. Instantly, there were four muffled poofs, which happened just before a loud vibrating hum filled the room, as the walls turned to steel, and the windows ceased to exist.

"Naruto... How on earth do you know who your godfather is?" He quietly asked the young child, hoping to get an actual answer. Naruto just turned to the aging Hokage and replied with a simple; "I got their note."

'Of course he had a backup, he always had a backup, even his backups had backups! Why in Kami's name did I think I could keep his heritage hidden from him? I suppose I must tell him.'

"Well, Naruto-kun, your parents... your parents..." The Sandaime faltered, trying to find the words to explain to a Twelve year old.

"My parents were the two greatest heroes this world has ever known, I own at least two clan compounds, I am subject to the Clan Restoration Act on both sides of my family, and my godparents are both deadbeats, one of whom writes horribly done smut for a living, the other who gambles and drinks away all her problems. That, and I have The Kyūbi no Yoko, Alex Mercer, and James Heller sealed inside me, the first two of whom are currently awake and waiting for a chat with the both of us in my mindscape. Any thing else you thought I ought to have to wait to be told?" The young jinchūriki elaborated. Seeing the elderly Sarutobi's shocked face, he concluded, "Apparently not. Torabāsu Kokoro no Jutsu!" (Mind Traversing Technique)

Within Naruto's Mindscape...

Feeling the tug of something at his waist, Sarutobi Hiruzen had resisted at first, but soon realized that seeing as he had no corporeal body, there was nothing he could do. He resigned himself to his fate, only to find himself sitting in a lavish chair of lapis lazuli, sapphire, ruby, amethyst and streaks of onyx. Looking around, he found himself in a cavern of those self same materials, about halfway between a large pillar of onyx, and a large cave, with bars across it curling into the shape of the kanji for seal. Upon closer inspection, the bars were diamond, with onyx inlay. At the sound of footsteps ringing across the polished floor of gems, he whirled to find himself face to face with one Uzumaki Naruto. Or rather, he corrected the narration in an obvious attempt to breach the fourth fenestrated plane with a desperate cry for help, Uzumaki-Namikaze Naruto, to be exact. Said child of two worlds was currently sitting in an identical chair as the one he himself had found himself on when he had arrived.

"So, Jiji. What do you think? Admittedly, it is slightly over the top, but I think it's rather nice. Especially when you consider the fact that despite having both the fortunes of the Namikaze, the only clan to rise to greatness with only one remaining member, and the Royal family of Uzushiogakure, the Uzumaki. Not to mention the fact that due to my position as heir of both, not only do I own a substantial amount of property, but I also am, by both lack of challengers, and being the only one of my country that I know of among the royal line, the Uzukage. Need I say more other than; WHY IN THE SHINIGAMI'S NAME, DID YOU TRY AND HIDE MY HERITAGE?!"

"N-Naruto-kun, calm down, it's just that..."

"That you thought the kit needed protection from whatever we might do to him, and so attempted to cover it up? For Kami's sake, which is a name I don't use lightly, all you had to do was force everyone in the village to take a basic sealing course! The very first thing anyone ever learns in sealing is that the Scroll is not the Kunai, and vice versa! I ought to get Shini-chan down here to beat your ass, but I think it's just so much more enjoyable when I can do it myself." Hiruzen turned, to find himself on the receiving end of a barrage of words, and fists quickly following, delivered by a buxom woman, who appeared to have similar wiskers to Naruto, vibrant red hair, ears like that of a fox, and a tail. He quickly felt around for something to defend himself with, but just as quickly as the barrage had started, it stopped. He looked up to see a man wearing a black zip-up hoodie, black slacks, with a blood red shirt with a popped collar on underneath, with a hand on the woman's shoulder. looking at the face hidden within the hood's shadow, he gasped.

"Alex... Mercer?"

Author's Note: This is the beginning of the Omega (Ω) Timeline. This is also the moment that I announce the existence of The Omniverse, and the Multiverse in this set of Fics. All Fics will be marked depending on which Multiverse they are in, and then by which Universe. For Example, This is the Ψ Ω Universe.

End Chapter One