A/N
Okay, first and for most, I would like to thank everyone that has been reviewing this story, and for everyone that helped me out with Halo 2's Arby. Thanks. I would also like to inform everyone that I've only read the last three books to come out. Cole Protocol, Contact Harvest, and Ghost of Onyx. I don't own either of these, but I wish I did. Because of where I live however, and because I don't trust our mail company for jack, I can't run out to get the others or order them. So for those of you that helped me out with his name, I thank you big time.
Chapter 3
Naruto fell to his knees as he was kicked in the back. His cuffed hands flew forward, allowing him to stop himself before hitting the ground. A metal boot slammed into his back, making his head bounce off the hard gravel beneath them. He swore under his breath as he was yanked back to his feet by a metal hand. He shook off the pain as he gave a hard glare at the man or rather Demon behind him. Being the only human in the Covenant gave them a bit of an advantage. That advantage was that Naruto could go in to a UNSC controlled world or base, release a beacon when they transported him to said world or base, and bring in the Strike Force. However, in order to get to said places, he had to be a survivor from the Covenants attacks. That was the easy part. Getting around in a base with Covenant tech, not so much.
So it was no surprise that after thirteen successful missions, he would eventually get stopped. He got stopped by a metallic beast of a man, his voice booming with God like force from his helmet he wore. The lime green armor he wore was massive, possible even making him stand as tall as the Sangheili. This hadn't been the first time he'd actually run into one of these Demons. They were called Spartans and tough as hell to take down. He had seen one take down three Jiralhanae without really putting up an effort. He had also seen them take down squads of Sangheili that weren't equipped with Energy Shields or holy weapons. He had seen them run at high speeds, jump higher than any ordinary human, lift things no ordinary human could lift without the aid of others or a machine, and break limbs on his allies like twigs. It was because of their ferocity in battle that they had earned the nickname "Demon".
So when Naruto was picked back up, and forced to continue walking, he wasn't surprised when the Demon spoke to him. "Why are you helping the Covenant? Don't you care even a little for your people?" Naruto snorted at him as he walked into the cell that was in front of him. He wanted nothing more to do with the Demon. The Spartan shook his head as he shut the metal door, and turned to walk away.
Naruto watched him go, his eyes narrowed on the back of his head as he cracked his neck. The only reason he'd been caught was because he'd been spotted while setting up the radio for a transmission to his fleet. He knew they got the coordinates, so all he had to do now was sit back, and wait for them to show up. He knew they wouldn't kill him just yet, even if they had reasons to believe he was also helping the Innies. Naruto leaned back against the cold stone wall with his eyes closed, and a sly smile on his face. He knew that the commander of Red Dawn was on his way now, and he knew he wouldn't glass the planet until he was off of it, either dead or alive.
So with nothing else to really do, he simply closed his eyes, and began waiting for his friends to show up. God knows they wanted to do this as much as he did.
(-)
Thel Vadamee, a Kaidon of his clan, and commander of his current vessel, the Red Dawn, eyed the oddly desert looking world. This was where Naruto's signal had come from before it was cut off. Thel didn't know if this was a bad sign or not, but he was determined to bring him out, whether dead or alive. His golden armor always felt a bit heaver when he did this. He hated doing it though. Sending Naruto out on missions just like these had been the greatest thing in the Covenant, but it made him worry far more. Naruto's statues inside the Covenant wasn't as high as it should have been in his eyes, and sending Naruto on missions like these hadn't been his greatest choice for him either. Though he was strong of heart and mind, he lacked the experience that most Sangheili would have for his age. By human years, Naruto was now eighteen. For the Sangheili, age meant very little for one so young.
Thel closed his eyes as the erratic sound of beeping and growls grew louder. How he hated this. He knew that whenever this happened, it meant that Naruto was either getting impatient or was getting annoyed by something. Naruto had patience, but even it had its own limits. This was what put him apart from other Sangheili that would be his age. Naruto had patience and partial battle experience for his age, some his age would not have. Though there was a different in power for Naruto and Sangheili his own age. Naruto possessed the powers of a God, Sangheili did not. Their energy weapons were good, but Naruto's raw power and determination made them weak.
Naruto was every part of the Sangheili race, and the only thing that held him back was his human blood and body. Thel cursed the boys' luck. How he wished Naruto was a Sangheili in both blood and body. He would be a powerful asset to his Keep. But since Naruto would never be a true Sangheili, he felt pity for him, and more for his self in knowing there was nothing he could do.
Thel looked over the crew of the bridge, his eyes glaring dangerously at a few of the new recruits. They were nothing to his strongest, and even though they had bravery in their hearts, they were prone to easy fear at times. How he wished he could have a ship filled with the strongest of the Sangheili, handpicked by him for his likings. He took a deep breath, calming his slightly rattled nerves as he awaited the strike team he sent down to find Naruto's signal.
The humans had begun to learn how to jam their transponders, allowing them to easily find their warriors, and it was causing minor problems in their plan at the moment. The human world was known as "Scion" by the humans. It was nothing short of a desert world. Every part of it was covered in sand, and he wondered if that was their choosing, or a last resort base for humans that had escaped their barrages on their worlds as they rained down death to glass their worlds.
"We have made contact with the strike team." Thel was torn from his thoughts as a red Sangheili spoke. Thel turned to face him, a slight impatience forming in his eyes as the Sangheili looked back over his screens. "We have confirmation that he is alive." Thel would have exhaled his held breath that he'd been keeping for the last four hours. He wouldn't understand why Naruto agreed to these suicide missions, but as a friend, he always felt a little worried sending him into battle the way he was. "Shipmaster, what are your orders?"
Thel gave him a hateful glare. "Isn't it obvious?" He hissed. He hated this one. Though strong, he was lacking in the mental department at times. Right now, he was lacking big time. "What is his status?"
"He is chained up in a, ceil." Thel blinked a few times. No wonder the signal got cut off so quickly. They had captured him. But why would he let himself get captured? This could or would pose a problem with the Prophets if they heard of this. If he wanted to resolve this, he'd have to move fast. "Xedraelee and his team are preparing for departure. Shall I tell them to go ahead?"
"No. Keep them here for the time being. I'm sure that Uzumakiee has a reason for letting his self be captured." He usually does when he wants something. "Have Xedraelee come to the bridge. And get a transmission on him immediately. I have a feeling that he was captured on purpose, and I dare not miss another show like the last one." The Sangheili began to nod in agreement. Yes, the last one had been most impressive.
(-)
Naruto watched the oddly funny, and yet humiliating display of marksmen from the three marines watching him. They weren't so much watching him as they were listening to him criticizes their shooting skills. One of them, an old man with a gruff voice, and cigar in his mouth, was trying to teach the newest recruits how to shoot. The two rookies, nervous as hell to be out in the middle of nowhere with a prisoner that was possible working with the Covenant, listened to him correct them as best he could. However, it would have been easier for him to possible teach a throne how to fly. They couldn't fly. They looked like a pig, but had fur over their bodies.
The gruff man shook his head as the two recruits missed the cans again. "You need to keep your breathing steady, and when you have lined up, hold your breath before firing. It makes it a lot easier to keep the gun still because it slows your heart rate down just a bit. However, you don't want to hold it for too long, or your heart rate will skyrocket, causing you to have a harder time getting a clean shot." He spoke while shaking his head. They tried, and failed again. Each wasting a single magazine from their pistols as they tried to shoot the cans again.
"You guys really suck." Naruto muttered.
The youngest of the three, a short boy with black hair and hazel eyes glared at him. He had his name pinned to his marine clothing and armor he wore. Steven V. Switchfoot. Odd name. At least the Sangheili went deep with their names. They were named by three parts, and were named at birth by their parents. They were given one name, their main name before earning the right to make a second name for them self. This was something Naruto hated about his culture. Uzumaki sounded rather odd, but he liked Naruto a bit. Naruto sounded cool to him, whereas Uzumaki sounded somewhat gay.
"If you know how to shoot, why don't you come work for us, you lousy bastard. I'm sure we could use a few people like you." He told him in a hateful tone. Naruto smiled at him, his dirty fatigues crinkling as he stood up with a groan. Once he was on his feet, he gave the man the finger with a smile before walking up to the bars. Steven glared at him. "Why are you working for the Covenant? What's in it for you?"
"Honor, respect, the fact that we're kicking your ass…" Naruto paused for a moment. "Oh… and all the cool food I get to eat. Throne is a very taste meat. You see…" Steven began to ignore him, as Naruto caught on about midway into his description of throne. Naruto sighed as he put his back to the cell. What the hell is taking them so damn long? If they don't hurry up, I'm busting out of here, jacking a ship, and heading up there to kick someone's ass. Naruto's thoughts were mostly pointed towards the ass kicking of a certain Zealot. If Thel wasn't here in the next ten minutes, he was going to go ballistic on the humans, with or without his SpecOps Armor, and then whop his ass for being late. Thel prided himself on being on time. If he was ever late, it was either because he was fighting a fleet of human vessels, or the Prophets had asked him to be elsewhere while another ship was sent to get him.
Naruto closed his eyes, and began to breathe calmly as he waited the ten minutes out. He was on his snapping point at the moment. Zara, a member of his team, had once jokingly referred to one his snapping moments as a Point of No Return, or PNR. Thel had been late, only because he had been engaged by UNSC patrols. This was forgivable. Naruto had forgiven him for it, and had destroyed an entire base because of him being late. Naruto was prone to have a short patience when they were on the clock. Anything that resulted with time was a top priority to him when it came to missions. If you were late, you were going to get your ass kicked unless you had a valid reason.
So as he listened to the gunfire from the idiot marines behind him, he wondered how they were going to get him out. Well he could actually get himself out. The cuffs that bound him were weak compared to Covenant bindings. Naruto had no problems breaking them, and their cell bars were nothing but a joke to him. He could snap them like twigs when using just an ounce of his holy power. So for him to break out right now would be nothing but a piece of cake. However, if he broke out before the fleet arrived, it would cause problems for him, and he would have a hard time getting off the rock before they began glassing the planet. With the world being made of sand, Naruto wondered if the whole place would literally become a giant glass ball. Now that would be something to see.
The slight rustling of footsteps got his attention, and he grinned from ear to ear. Thel, you just got saved from an ass kicking. Naruto cracked his neck, his fingers, his legs, and then turned around with a grin. "Hey, pretty in pink, catch!" Naruto broke the restraints with a flick of the wrist, shattering three bars on the cell, and threw them at the three marines, spearing them in the chest before they could even point their weapons at him. As soon as he was certain they were dead, he turned to a spot where nothing stood for a moment. Then a hissing sound came as AC's were deactivated. Before him stood Ahielee and Raukee, along with two other Sangheili and four Unggoy who looked ready to tear everything apart at the moment. "Let me guess, trouble?"
Raukee grinned as he tossed him a small bag that he caught with ease. Naruto began walking back into the cell as he opened it up. "We were delayed because the Prophet of Mercy chose to come with us today."
Naruto paused for a moment with his task of putting on his armor. "I thought that Mercy had no love for watching these battles take place. Regret has been the only one to watch these moments. Why the sudden change of heart?" Naruto didn't notice that Ahielee had shrugged his shoulders. Mercy never had any love for watching them glass human worlds. In fact, he seemed to always hate it. Naruto had heard that he was once a Philologist and leader of the ascetic priests. Regret on the other hand had always chosen to follow the Sangheili into battle, namely because he was used to working so close to him. There were even rumors that he kept a weapon under his robes.
"We thought that too, but we have our orders." Ahielee answered as Naruto walked out. Naruto cracked his neck again as he threw the bag to the ground.
His armor was Sangheili design, but was trimmed down a bit. He wore gauntlets like the UNSC Spartans, but was solid black to match the Sangheili SpecOps armor. His metal boots were the same, but they also had a two clawed toe design as well. His helmet was also Sangheili design, but they had also given it two prongs, like ears, to rest on his head, a single red visor, and covered his mouth completely. Not a single part of his skin was visible, and it was to make sure that no UNSC ever figured out that he was with the Covenant. At his hip was a single, cut down, Plasma Rifle, and on the other side was a single Plasma Sword, cut down and refitted for him in a more personal use. At the small of his back were also two small pieces of metal, along with two others on his shoulders.
"Yeah, we have our orders." Naruto grumbled. The Sangheili strike team turned to leave, only to stop when they realized that Naruto wasn't following. "Tell our ride that I'll be a little late. There's someone I wanna kill." He walked off, leaving the team behind. One of the Unggoy looked up at Raukee as if to ask a question, but remained silent as he too began walking away, his team heading for the Phantom that had brought them to the surface.
(-)
Spartan-098, Ralph, stared blankly at the desert world around him. It reminded him too much of his old home world of Azure. Like this world, Azure, though oddly named, was actually a desert world with azure colored sand, rather than the normal teal colored sand that Earth had. This world had the same kind of teal colored sand, but it was also a lot thicker, meaning that it was closer to actual packed earth, rather than sand. The world was a stable planet with tons of minerals buried underneath it. There was one cave in the whole place, and it lead to a cavern that was deep underground, where thousands, maybe even millions of crystals lay in the walls, ceiling, and floor of the place. They were used for powering focusing lenses on laser equipped machines.
The Spartan sighed while shaking his head. He knew that this world was about to get glassed. The signal he intercepted, by sheer luck, had been active for far too long in his eyes. It was about to get burned, and he didn't want to be here when it happened. He knew that a single Spartan, or even three hundred Spartans, couldn't stand up to the guns of Covenant Destroyer. If they could, then he might stay and fight it off when it showed up. However, there weren't three hundred Spartans here, and they didn't have enough firepower to last against a single Covenant Destroyer. So they're only option was to run.
To Spartan, running was not an option. You either stay and fight, or simply fight until you couldn't fight anymore. He was trained to use anything as a weapon. If he could pick it up, it was a weapon. This was how he'd been trained. This was what he lived for. It was the only thing a Spartan knew how to do.
Ralph took in a deep breath, exhaling once his lungs began to burn a bit, and momentarily fogged his faceplate. He never really liked to think about the future, but when he did, he always came to one question: What would he do when the war was over, and if they won? It was a question that no Spartan wanted to have answered. With their luck, they'd be frozen until they were needed again. Not a bad idea, but he personally never liked the damn Cryogenic Pods.
Alarms began sounding around the base, and he cursed while bolting towards the door, his hands snatching up the BR55HB SR (Battle Rifle) and ran towards the command center to get an idea on where the alarm had been sounded from.
(-)
Naruto stood in the center of the base, his arms folded over his chest, and his eyes closed. Broken and sliced up marines lay around his feet, bleeding out. Naruto wasn't happy with their deaths. He wanted to kill the Spartan that found him. He wanted to break every bone in his body for both finding him and for the pain the UNSC had caused him. Besides, he had come to enjoy killing them for their heresy towards the Covenant.
Naruto opened his eyes, and smiled behind his mask as the lone Spartan appeared before him, angry probably flashing behind his faceplate. Naruto smiled as he raised his weapon to point at him. I will not be stopped. Not after the pain you have caused me.
(-)
Thel growled as another incompetent Sangheili walked off his deck. The coward had been frightened by the small blimps that appeared on their screen, only to realize that they were nothing but transport vessels. Thel wondered why incompetent Sangheili somehow always managed to get on his ships. There was always one of them, and this time it happened to be the idiot working the weapons' controls. He would devise a punishment for him later.
"Have we made contact with Ahielee or Raukee yet?" Thel hoped that at least one of his bridge crew could do something right.
"Yes." Fin replied. His single eye narrowed in confusion.
"On screen," he ordered while walking over to the center of the bridge, unconsciously tugging at his new shipmaster's cloak. The image of Raukee appeared from inside his Phantom. "Report,"
"Uzumakiee is staying behind to destroy the base. I believe he has been angered by his capture, and seeks to undo the damage caused by it." Raukee answered seriously. Thel closed his eyes. This could be a problem. "Should we order him to pull out?" Thel would have laughed at that. Naruto got immunity on several things, disobeying orders being high on the list. The Hierarchs seemed to be pleased when he disobeyed orders given to him by superiors. No one else got this immunity but him, which angered several other warriors none more so than the Jiralhanae.
"No." Thel told him with a sigh of frustration. "Keep an eye on him. We may need to pull him out by force if need be." Raukee nodded as he cut the screen. Another screen was appeared, this one being an image of Naruto standing around a bunch of dead men. Just by his body language alone, it was clear to tell that he was angered about something. You had better have a good… Thel stopped to stare at the image as a Demon appeared on the screen. So… that's your reason. "Make ready all weapons. We will be glassing the planet in a few minutes."
"Yes sir," Fin told them.
Thel looked up at the screen again. Sorrow was in his eyes. You're not doing this to prove your skills to us. You're doing this for revenge.
(-)
Naruto stared down the barrel of the Battle Rifle that Ralph had. Naruto snorted at him. He opened fire. Naruto jumped into the air, his hands twitching to grab his rifle before dropping down in front of him. Naruto knocked his rifle away, and punched him in the chest. Ralph grabbed his wrist before he could hit him, and threw him away. Naruto jumped when he attempted to throw him, and reversed the grip as while staring down at the Demon. Ralph might have been growling in anger at the fact that Naruto was proving to be more of a challenge that what he'd first thought.
Naruto landed down behind the Spartan. He cocked a fist back, and then jumped forward into a roll as the giant of a man swung around with his fist out. He missed Naruto. Naruto leaned down onto his hands, and planted a foot into his ribs. His kick did little to him, but the impact was enough to throw him backwards a bit. Ralph took two more steps backward, pulled out his holstered M6G Pistol, and took aim. Naruto was already in front of him, a fist cocked back ready to fly. Ralph reached out with his other hand, stopping Naruto's fist before pointing the pistol at his head. He fired. Naruto tilted his head to the side, dodging the metallic slug.
Naruto head butted him in the face, his head hurting more than his opponent. Ralph aimed once more, this time suffering from having Naruto grab his wrist, and give it a twist. Ralph broke the hold before any damage could be done, and grabbed Naruto's wrist. He gave it a twist. Naruto broke out of the hold before he could snap it, and palmed him in the chest. Ralph couldn't stop the blow, and took it in the chest. It hurt a lot worse than the kick. A hand print was left from the force behind it, and he felt a few of his ribs shatter from the blow.
Naruto rushed forward, and Ralph grabbed hold of his wrist again when he threw a punch. In one motion, he tossed Naruto over him, and watched him smash into a broken down Warthog. A dent was left in it, and Naruto began to slowly get up, his bone giving off an audible crack as he stood up. Ralph rushed him, and decked him in the head. Naruto ducked under it though, and punched him in the torso. The Spartan recoiled from the blow before Naruto threw him into the Warthog. The vehicle was now dented in big time, and the Spartan got up, twisting the metal support from the window out, and swung it at Naruto.
The makeshift weapon smashed into Naruto's side, and swatted him away. Naruto skidded along the ground before getting up quickly. The Spartan jumped towards him, gripping the weapon tight enough to leave deep imprint marks in it as he swung it again. Naruto caught it with one hand, and yanked it free from his grasp before swinging it at him. It smacked him across the face before he could bring his arms up to stop him. Naruto swung again. Ralph brought his arms up this time, stopping the weapon. He grabbed it, and tore it from his grip. However, Naruto didn't let go, and was thrown at him as well. He smashed a fist into his face, sending the half a ton Spartan falling backwards. He rolled with the blow, and got up with a cracked faceplate. Naruto punched him again, this time hitting him in the shoulder as he turned to brace for the blow. Naruto cracked part of his armor, a grin appearing on his lips as he watched blood leak from it.
Ralph hissed in pain as he backhanded him away. Naruto was sent flying backwards, but managed to do a backhand spring to correct the fall so he didn't hit his head. He looked up, and started staring at the half a ton of Spartan as he lifted an AIE-486H HMG Machine Gun. The barrel began to spin, and bullets began flying. Naruto began running around, dodging the barrage of slugs. He took cover behind a broken Hornet. Its platting could withstand most of the barrage, but its damaged platting was now a thin platting, and could barely withstand the barrage of bullets. It didn't take it long for it to start punching through, and when it did they were only a few inches away from him.
Ralph continued the barrage until the barrel began clicking. It was out. Naruto jumped over the remains of the Hornet and ran at full speed towards the man. Ralph grabbed the barrel of the weapon, and swung it at Naruto as he charged him. Naruto dropped to his knees, dodging the blow and punched him in the crotch, and the Spartan felt it… hard. Even if he was a Spartan, a genetically altered human meant to go toe to toe with the best of the Covenant, they were still human, and they were still men. Ralph winced in pain as he doubled over from the cheap shot before Naruto uppercut him, sending him a good foot off the ground.
Ralph was quickly over the pain, but it was too late. Naruto had punched him into the air and kicked him in the gut when he began his decent back to the ground. His blow hit harder this time, and Naruto's leg bent in from the blow before the Spartan hit the ground, clutching his stomach. Naruto began beating him anew with even more anger in his eyes. The Spartan could hardly stop him. Naruto managed to yank his helmet off, and begin beating his face in. He had blond hair, and blue sapphire eyes.
Ralph groaned in pain before he managed to punch him in the head, knocking him off of him. Naruto rolled to his feet, grabbed the Machine Gun he had tried to hit him with, and slammed it into his body, sending him skidding into the metal and concrete wall of the building they were in. It shattered, and he went fully through it when Naruto tackled him out into the sand. They rolled around before Ralph kicked him away. It was then that the three suns that the planet orbited around hit them, momentarily blinding them from the bright light that they gave off.
They both recovered at the same time, and continued their match. Naruto punched him across the face, his jaw nearly breaking from the blow. Ralph spun with the blow as he brought both hands together to hit him… hard. Naruto was hit in the stomach, and thrown back into the sand. As he rolled to his feet, the hiss of ionized gasses sounded, and the sand around Naruto's feet turned to glass as two Energy Blades formed from his feet.
Ralph looked around for a weapon, but found none. It was still an even fight.
(-)
Raukee watched in wonder. He had fought these Demons before. Shammed by them he was. Defeated twice in battle by them, and pushed back three other times. Ahielee and the others had been forced to pull him out when facing them against his will. But to watch as Naruto fought toe to toe with him… his mind was at wonders wondering if any more like him could be found. How he wished that there were more like him. An army of people like Naruto… he couldn't dream of the possibilities.
"Raukee, do you think we should help?" Raukee looked over at his Sangheili friend for a moment before looking back at the fight. He shook his head. Though he wanted to help him, he knew that Naruto was doing this for what the UNSC had done to his world.
"No. He's doing this for what they did his world." He told him sadly. The Unggoy looked down at the fight, a few trembling at what they saw. Raukee closed his eyes, and reflected on what he had been forced into telling Naruto when the news got back to him after traveling to his world.
(-)
Naruto swung his fist in a wide arc, slamming it against Ralph's head, sending him into the sand. Ralph was back on his feet before Naruto could deliver a killing blow. Naruto saw this, and did a roundhouse kick. Ralph ducked under it. Naruto growled, and repeated it, this time aiming to take his legs off with his boot blades. Ralph jumped over it. Naruto stopped, put his hands in the ground, and kicked him in the jaw. Blood flew from his mouth as a few of his teeth were knocked out, and he bit his tongue off at the tip. Ralph rolled with the blow as he hit the ground, and got back to his feet. Naruto rushed him again. Ralph threw a punch, and Naruto caught it.
He was wearing him down.
Ralph didn't scream in pain when Naruto broke his wrist with a sickening snap. He was a Spartan. He was strong. Naruto kicked him back to the ground, his blades digging deep into his armor. Naruto twisted his foot bit, melting the armor before cutting off the other arm that still had a hand with his boot blade. Now Ralph screamed in pain. Naruto grabbed him by the head, and picked him up to his eye level before punching him in the face several more times.
With tears in his eyes, he whispered out, "Why did you destroy my world?" before snapping his neck, and removing his head. The corpse hit the ground, and Naruto threw his head back to let out a loud roar of pain. His red holy light flung around him as it melted the sand into glass. A single tail formed. Then another formed. And then another. Three tails formed, and Naruto flung two transparent arms at the rest of the building, demolishing it before retracting both arms. When they came back, one arm held the helmet of the Spartan, and the other held slew of crystals. His holy light faded away, and he let out a loud sigh of frustration. "I'm ready for pick up. The humans that could not flee have taken cover in the inner workings of the planet to wait for us to leave." He told them over his Team Com. A moment later, a Phantom appeared to pick him up.
(-)
Naruto stared down at the Spartan helmet in his hands as he sat in his quarter's onboard Red Dawn. He sighed as he closed his eyes. He gently placed the helmet on his nightstand, and sighed again as he looked around his room. It wasn't much, but it was roomy for him. It was far better than his old home back on his world. At least he was respected here. His room was nice, and he didn't have to worry about it being too cold or too hot because the temperature gauge didn't work. On his nightstand was a small set of scrolls that read about his history, and what he was. On his desk where he kept his spar clothes were, was a set of crystals, small Covenant Tech that either played music or were movie devices. Beside them were small black objects that he had saved from his world. VHS Tapes was written into them along with a set of names.
They were all he had of his world.
Naruto looked over at the scrolls and then placed his head in his hands as he began crying. One of them was opened up, an image of his hero, and a young woman with red hair, a smile so bright it always made him smile and a big belly. It was his parents. After reading through the scrolls, he had learned that he was what the older generation called a Jinchuuriki. After learning this, he went to the Prophets, requesting that they accept him as a Jinchuuriki rather than a human. He wasn't a human. Not in his eyes anyways. Not even the Sangheili believed him to be a human. They didn't really understand what Jinchuuriki meant, but he wanted to keep it that way. He figured that they would think less of him if they knew his own father had sealed the demon in him.
After reading the scrolls and learning the UNSC had destroyed his world; he could do nothing but cry. So he cried tonight. He cried for his mother that had died while giving birth to him. He cried for his father that had died to save the village that hated him. He cried for the people that he failed to protect.