-chapter 4- Monsters
Sometimes he was a monster. Sometimes the madness took hold, and the evil won over and Uzumaki Naruto became a beast. A burden on Konoha. An untamable weapon lost to the basest of his desires. Monsters aren't born, there made. And in many worlds, in many dreams of the fogged mind of the great toad sage the village of Konoha makes many, many, manny monsters.
With blood dripping down his teeth a dozen bodies missing their necks around him, the Sandiame Hokage in one world realizes he's made a horrible mistake, and that once more he's failed.
With his last breath, and the last ounces of his strength Minato Namikaze on one world seals a deamon into his son with dreams of a hero being made. It fails and minutes later the child dies, his sacrifice is in vian; the little mind that held the beast at bay isn't enough and the Kyuubi no Kitsune consumes the soul of Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto and a monster in Human flesh is born.
In another world a raging mod hits a weakened child one to many times. Afraid, and in pain this boy cries out for help, his only response is a conniving demon, who lends him his power. It corrupts the child, poisons his mind with hatred, and ruins him forever. He holds on to the beating, and the future attacks and grows strong. Later, years later for demons have long memory and hate can seeth at the bottom of minds for an eternity, he comes back and Razes the village, and kills every man woman and child that dares to live in the place where his own abuse once occurs. He leaves a lifeess wasteland in his wake.
-chapter 5- Death
Die.
A rusty kunia does it. Really, its a pitiful death, a cut by playing with a kunia a little too old, at an age a little too early with not enough o his demons chakra flowing through his veins just yet to heal him. He dies. A pitiful long death with his jaw muscles locked, an his arms in spasming pain.
Die.
He dies a heroic death. Meeting the monster playing as a man head on with his teeth bared and a look of defiance on his face. He kills the man, and leaves unhealable scars on the planets surface as he does so. A crater so deep it pierces the water tabel and creates a new lake. A wind so fierce it turns a forest into plains. A death so nobel, so selfless that his name is emblazoned for hundreds of years, he fades from hero to legend to god. He dies, but its a good death.
Die, die, die. He dies. Again and again. He dies for friends, and lovers, and ideals. He dies, because in most worlds thats what hes meant to do. He dies to save the world. He dies to save his lovers. He dies to save his friends, or his vilage, or…sometimes no reason at all. He dies. In a million worlds Uzumaki Naruto dies. But only in a few hundred does he grow old, only a handful fo times in a stream of worlds does he die because of natural causes.
-chapter 6- Dectective Naruto?!
A story idea i came up with in which Naruto wants to becomes part of the villages Ninja Police force, but not just any ninja police officer, but a homicide investigator.
Rie looked about the bloody room a scowl on his pale face. His dark eyes scanned the barely lit room with intense scrutiny. The scowl on his face deepened as he saw the burnt carpeting, the blood spilled over the walls, and the floors and…
"Fuck, what the actual fuck?" It was Rei's partner, a light brown haired man, standing at over seven foot tall with shoulder as broad and as wide as his height. His arms were rippling ropes of muscle, and his face was scarred with deep lesions earned nearly thirteen years before in the third great war. His voice was a deep gravely thing that echoed from his chest and came out with a booming reverb. He wasn't an Uchiha, but after the war he'd gone into the force rather than reenlist for more years of Jounin service.
"You believe that shit Shinto?"
Shinto looked at the massacred body on the floor, the blood stained room. He frowned, his scowls twisting the scars on his eyes and lips around enough that he looked hideous to glance at. He crouched down and eyeballed the body once more.
"His fucking face man." Shinto eyed the body. Then he reached into his vest, a dark black leather faded grey from use and age and pulled out a pair of stark white gloves splayed with dark black symbols. He activated them, sealing off his own chakra network temporarily.
"I wonder what this asshole did to piss em' off you know?" Shinto picked up, the…face that was splayed on the floor, or the remnants of one at least. He looked at the faceless body, its muscle splayed open to the world. White bits of shattered teeth grinned picked up a few pieces of broken teeth and inspected it carefully.
"Fuck."
"Fuck." Rie walked around the room. "Chakra burns. The scorch marks are from chakra burns." He spoke into a tiny recorder held in his hand. He wore normal white gloves, his sharigan blared and he held a camera around his neck. He snapped picture inermidently as he spoke to himself.
"So this shit isn't going to the normal civvies huh?"
"Nope. This is our shit."
"Fuck…shit." Reis cry was one of annoyance, anger, and frustration.
"What?"
"Theres a fucking witness in the vent. A kid."
"Fuck. A kid? You sure?"
"I know a kid when I see one, you old bastard. Thats a kid in the fucking vents. Thats a body without a face on the floor. Theres a shit-ton of blood every fucking where. Theres a goddamn kid in the vents and it looks like he's been here a while."
-Detective Naruto?-
The room was cold, and the chair was so high his legs couldn't touch the floor. The ramen though was good, and he liked that. There wasn't a lot for him to like. The men, the big one that looked like a giant troll, and the small one that looked like stupid Sasuke with his stupid face were mean. At least they looked mean, but they cursed around him, which was funny because big people didn't usually curse around him. They walked around the room as he ate his ramen, he found, the more bowls he ate the more they walked and the faster they walked. It was funny.
"Okay, Kid how long were you in the room? And why?"
He looked at the big scarred man. Then his tiny, pale counterpart. "Mitsuki is a bastard man."
The two men stopped their pacing, then, suddenly they laughed. A pair of wide toothed smiles on their faces.
"Shit, this kid. I like him." Shinto laughed.
"So Mitsuki's a bastard. I can understand that, he didn't have a lot of friends. Fuck, looking into his life i don't think the fucker has any friends at all. But you aint' answer what you were doing in his air vents."
"I was going go put stink bombs in his vents. He tripped me. You're not supposed to trip little kids you right? Who the hell trips kids. Bastards. So i followed him, and i found out where he lived. Then when he went away i snuck into his room."
"That room was trapped pretty decent. For a chunin at least. You telling me you managed to get past his traps?"
"Yeah, they were easy. Most of them were meant for big people, I'm a kid, i was too small for most of them. So i got in his room and i put the stink bomb in his toilet well and i was about to leave when i heard him entering his house. So i climbed up and hid in his vents."
"What happened then?"
"Well…." He frowned. "I heard whispers. I couldn't pick up on them, but MItsuko sounded afraid. Then there was this bright flash, and Mitsuko screamed, and then it smelt like blood so i sat aback and didn't say anything."
"A bright flash?" Rie wrote it down, and looked to Shinto.
"Yeah, big and blue."
"Pure chakra manipulation. Likely shape, a sudden flash. Theres nothing else that could do that and not leave any residual chakra behind right."
"Probably something like wind manipulation. Or some shit like that."
"But it's not wind right? I mean, damn Shinto what the hell could do something like this. I've never head of a jutsu that rips of your face."
He looked at the two men. "Are you shinobi?'
The pale man stopped ad looked at him. He laughed. "Not anymore. Were the Homocide Division of the Shinobi Police force."
"Huh?"
"Were Shinobi cops kid." The large one said. He smiled down at him. "Why? You interested in joining the force?"
"Yea…"
xxx-Authors Note-xxxx
This idea would start off and become a cops thing. Like it'll start with him in the academy fucking up. Then joining the shin obi police force and slowly working his way to homicide. He'd have to deal with drunk ninja's, ninja based domestic disputes, loud noise disputes. Work a "beat"and deal with normal cop shit with a ninja undertone. It sounds awesome in my head, but putting it to paper…hmm….i don't know. The plan was for it to start serious, switch to joking, then go back to serious as he finally works his way to homicide. He of course is still a ninja. So yeah. tell me what you guys think