Chapter 1

Disclaimer, I do not own Naruto nor Freezing

Hello once more to another story. It felt like a great idea… I think

Warning: May contain OCs, OOCness, AU and other applicable nonsense

Note: On whether this is fem-naruto… I really have no idea, but just roll with it ^-^,and I'm pretty sure it's Naruto here. Also the longest chapter to date which is something

On with the story

There was a couple of things Naruto was coming to grips with.

One, he was in the wrong world or really far away from home. The technology was far too advanced to be anywhere near home. Everything either made weird noises or made pretty colours in the room he was in. That included the machinery he was hooked up to at the moment. He heard something about keeping him alive, and it looked too important, not to mention expensive, for him to just bust out, even if he hated doing nothing for hours.

Two, he wasn't in his body. He was pretty sure he wasn't an adolescent young woman with a fair complexion, waist length blonde hair with several bangs hanging over the forehead and medium blue eyes. Did he also mention the buxom figure that was out if this world? Even lying down he could feel the heavy weights his(?) chest pushing him down. It made him wonder how the previous occupant of the body moved, let alone stand with those things.

Three, this body did not like being touched. He could still remember what happened to the first and last doctor that tried. Naruto lost all control and the body just went on autopilot. It was surreal, like watching a movie and he couldn't look away or stop watching as the doctor was crushed to a bloody pulp by frail looking hands. By the time they restrained his current body, which he noted that only the uniformed females had the strength to actually do anything, the doctor was a bloody smear on a fairly large crater in his old room. Still alive of course, but most likely deeply traumatised.

This lead to a new room and heightened security, there was always two of those uniformed women, whom he discovered were known as Pandora's, in the room guarding her at all times. For some reason their touch he didn't mind

It's because you're a pervert

Ah! Kurama, what the hell!

And apparently Kurama and the others were with him as well, which was pretty ok.

Who you calling a pervert?

I thought it was obvious you brat! The girl's body you inhabit doesn't want to be touched by anyone, you're the sole reason this body can be touched by females.

He knew he was a pervert, but Kurama didn't need to be so blunt about it. He still had his manly pride after all, or what was left of it when he needed to go to the toilet for the first time.

How did we even get here?

Don't you remember, your experimental jutsu backfired and now here we are

What happened to Satellizer?

Naruto had discovered when he woke up, was that this body belonged to Satellizer L. Bridget, if he remembered correctly, or rather it did, now he was there. He had been wondering what happened to her, to make him the controller of her body and had been waiting to ask Kurama.

What do you mean what happened, you're Satellizer now.

You know what I mean.

Brat, we didn't just fall into a random body and took over, we were called here by her. Her spirit was fading away so yours went to help hers. Her soul was already so weak, by the time we got her there was barely a trace of her left, and I saw your soul absorbing hers in your subconscious attempt to keep her alive. For all intents and purposes you are Satellizer now.

Great… just great…

Fine I'll be Satellizer then… for now.

"Satellizer, you seem to be doing well."

Ah it's that old man again, what do I say?

Wing it

Gee, thanks for that

"I'm feeling fine," Satellizer tried to act natural, only to come up with the cold tone that surprised her.

"You'll be released from the hospital today," if he was bothered by the cold tone, he showed no sign of it, "And it would seem as though your application to enrol to Genetics has been accepted, your belongings have already been transferred."

I was what and where?

"Here is your uniform," he continued, the woman with him placing the package she had with her on the table next to her bed, "Good luck."

She sat there, still trying to understand exactly what just happened.

Dressing up in women's clothing wasn't as hard as he expected it to be. Granted it may just be some muscle memory from Satellizer… the old Satellizer one might say.

She blushed brightly at the choice of underwear she was given. Really, a purple lingerie set? It even came with black garter belt and stockings. Who the hell decided she was going to wear that? Putting on the pair of panties, it disturbed him how right it felt on him. The bra however was something he could have gone without, the thing was far too tight on her chest.

She noticed her reflection in the mirror and could only stop and gawk at the curves she saw. Satellizer was very gifted, she thought with a goofy smile and a trail of blood dripping from her nose. In her mind she recognised Kurama calling her a pervert again. He was ignored. Then again, male or female, Satellizer had a body that would turn heads. Perfect, unblemished skin, a bountiful chest that was soft, yet firm and silky soft blonde hair that framed eyes that shone like sapphires.

Shaking his head and wiping the blood from her nose, she continued to dress in similar clothing to some of the people she had seen outside her window. The outfit was a long red dress, with golden accents and a double layered skirt with frills at both hems of the dress. The red part of the dress exposed her white collar and shoulders, it also gave a great view of her breast, and had crowned shoulder guards bearing a strange symbol. For footwear she was supplied with brown heeled, laced boots that reached up to her knees. She finished off the outfit with a blue headband to keep her hair in place and a pair of black, semi rimmed glasses.

Whoa… I am hot, Satellizer thought as she posed for herself again in the mirror.

None of the Bijuu disagreed.

Being transported in an unknown mechanism was trying, but when the metal contraption started flying of all things, Satellizer nearly had a panic attack. Sure she was okay with flying, but she was used to it being on her terms. The 'helicopter' as she heard it be called, was something she would never get on again willingly.

East Genetics was huge from what she had seen from the sky, and was where she would be learning how and what a Pandora is. So here she was sitting on her desk in class, minding her own business while exuding a hostile aura like it was second nature to her. She wasn't being intentionally hostile, she was just having Math, and she might have gotten some more intelligence from Satellizer, that didn't mean she began liking class. She couldn't wait for the more physical classes, this body was way out of shape for her standards.

"Satellizer," the teacher called out after noticing her, "Could you please answ—"

The teacher cut himself off as her piercing glare was sent his way.

"A-ah never mind…"

It was gonna be a long year.

[A year later]

She learned a lot of things during her time in East Genetics. She discovered that she was someplace called Japan, and there were dozens of other places with different languages. She also found that not everything is ever as it looked. Even when she was released from the hospital she was always watched closely by the higher-up Pandora's. That wasn't even mentioning the various hidden surveillance equipment in her room. She got the feeling that the old guy was spying on her.

What was his name again? It started with a G… ah whatever.

Learning about what a Pandora was, that was pretty interesting, not to mention the skills they could use. Sure they weren't up to the same level as she was back in her old world, but it was something. Through her private research, she had gathered that her Stigmata were far from ordinary, compared to the small grey, hexagonal tablets with six trapezoids surrounding the inside and a small circle in the centre, hers were reddish-orange triangular tablets with three trapezoids surrounding the inside and a small blood red circle in the centre. Probably Kurama messing around with them.

She also learned the wonderful usage of Volt Texture. Really cut the dressing time in half, she only needed to put on her underwear, create her uniform and off she goes. What bothered her was that when she first made her Volt Weapon she got an ostentatious sword, that and how she knew the word 'ostentatious', but that wasn't important right now. It did occur to her that she could copy the Volt Weapons at a single glance, probably due to her mutated Stigmata. The first time she did so was by accident, when she saw the visiting Pandora, Roxanne Elipton. Satellizer often wondered if this was what using the Sharingan was kinda like.

That wasn't even mentioning the Carnival. Ranked number one of the first years certainly wasn't bad for her. Of course the stand alone way she had caused further fear from the other students. They even got her a few new titles, like Hannya of the East or the Bloody Maelstrom. All that on her first year. Granny Tsunade would have been proud. Of course she also would have been less than pleased at her slacking on the more intellectual classes.

And on her second year, after her discreet observations of the third years, she had begun practising the High End Skills in secret and she was so close to a breakthrough when she got into an incident… Again…

She had always been unapproachable, probably got it from old Satellizer, and of course students often went out of their way to avoid her. She would have been starved for conversation if it wasn't for the Bijuu.

On her way to her usual practise spot she was intercepted by another student, a Limiter. Ah yes Limiters, something that was a must for Pandoras, and something Satellizer avoided, she still had her pride as a man after all, even after many months being Satellizer she still acted like a male at times, not so discreetly peeping at the other girls when changing into sports uniforms. So the thought of partnering up with another male in that manner was a big no-no.

"Well hello there beautiful," the blonde Limiter said, "My name is Levon Brooks."

Satellizer passed him without a single glance in his direction.

Creep.

"Hey wait up," persistent isn't he.

Ignore it.

"I just want to talk." He grabbed her arm, big mistake.

In didn't shock her as much this time when her body went on autopilot, she turned around and drove her fist into his body, pounding the blonde stranger into the ground creating a small crater on impact. More hands grabbed at her to subdue her and it was a blur from then, her fists augmented by her Stigmata and her training, crushing bone and spilling blood. Cement and metal buckling at every blow, missed or otherwise.

She ducked from a blade she sensed coming from a mile away, she absently recognised the appearance of the rank one of the third year, Cassie Lockheart. She came armed with her signature arm-mounted blades, which she dashed forward with, hoping to incapacitate Satellizer.

Using years of ninja training and the Pandora training she had racked up, she easily weaved to the side of the attack, the blade cutting a few strands of hair and her cheek, and sent Cassie flying back with a punch that broke the sound barrier, sending her flying through a wall. Obscured by the dust and distracted with sending another Pandora flying, Satellizer was sent reeling as a foot hits her at Mach two speeds.

Cassie had hoped to keep her Quadruple Accel hidden, years of training in secret gone, but she no choice, her fellow Pandora's were in danger. She skidded to a stop before the fallen blonde, watching as she slowly got to her feet. Satellizer looked glared at her direction as she stood up, blood trailing down her forehead and between her eyes, a frantic and mad expression on her face. But it wasn't those that caused her to stop, it was the burning gaze that made Cassie stop in her tracks, those unnatural pupils and the way the glowed seared themselves into her memory.

She felt like prey.

She let her instincts take control and she ran, she didn't care where, she just wanted to get those eyes away from her. By this point Satellizer had gotten control of her body again, only fighting back on instinct this time. It didn't help when the entire third year of East Genetics piled on top of her.

It was a relatively short struggle followed by a short and painful trip to the ground.

So it was then that she suspended for the entire year. Apparently her little 'outburst', as they were calling it, had at least twenty Pandoras and Limiters were caught in the crossfire as well as destroying three classrooms, part of the dorms and a rather nice garden. It kinda made her feel like Sakura with how strong she could make herself now. She also knew that if she were here or granny Tsunade, they wouldn't waste anytime scolding her for causing a scene.

Here she was confined to her dorm room, guarded once again, although this time they were outside.

And she swore she heard the Bijuu laughing at her. Sighing to herself, she sat in the lotus position on her bed in her resting outfit, a black pair of shorts and sports bra, meditating to pass the time. Kind of relaxing ever since her Sage training on Mt. Myōboku as Naruto, it helped calm her building energy. It also helped that she could perv on her body in the clothes she was wearing.

God did that sound wrong…

It did confuse her when what felt like Stigmata lining her entire body coming alive. It felt almost exactly like the chakra points in her old body when she absorbed Natural Energy.

Opening her eyes, and disrupting what felt like her connecting to some outer worldly power, she found that her body was covered in glowing orange lines, and dozens of small red hexagonal markings dotting her body, almost like a chakra network. Around her eyes was a blue colouration, much like her Sage mode as Naruto and her pupils have changed to vertical glowing slits and her iris was framed by a similarly glowing boundary. That wasn't even mentioning the red crystal-like spikes protruding from her back.

Satellizer could literally feel the power flowing in her body. It was almost like Sage Mode, except she didn't feel like it had the extra reach it did, and the only thing she could feel, felt like other Pandora's signatures, probably from their Stigmata, she couldn't feel any others.

Uh… Kurama

Yes I see it.

What do I do? And now she was panicking.

Calm down, the transformation should stop when you will it.

HOW?!

Argh, fine I'll do it myself.

She watched as the markings slowly faded, and the red spikes on her back retracted to the triangular Stigmata on her back.

Whoa, trippy

You just activated abilities beyond any of the other Pandoras within range and all you can say is that it was trippy?

Yup.

…

Don't judge me.

End of the story

Omake: Satellizer Files - #1

Under the watch of the staff at East Genetics, Satellizer has displayed more than anti-social behaviour, verging on total hostility to anyone within two feet. It would seem that she retained her cold and harsh nature from before her procedure.

During the course of the year, Satellizer had systematically taken out the surveillance equipment within her room. As the year passed, attempts to replace equipment have been deemed too costly to continue.

Satellizer also seems to focus primarily on physical education, excelling in every aspect, despite her struggles at the start. During every Carnival Satellizer has been ranked as first, despite the entire first year aiming for her.

During what surveillance we gathered, it would seem that her Stigma have mutated further from simple triangular design. They have been dubbed Seraphim Stigma, in reference to the six heroic stigma within her body. Further information have yet to be gathered.

Note of interest: Satellizer has been noticed to show a perverted nature around beautiful women and when her fellow Pandora's are changing.

End of File

And that's the chapter.

Next chapter – West Genetics, abilities revealed and more nonsense

That's all for now, hoped you like the ooze that poured from my head

As always thanks for reading! ^.^