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So here I am with another chapter significantly sooner
than I originally planned!

So I've got some great new!
I'm gonna be real with y'all, I didn't know how old I wanted Team Seven to be
so now, I've gotten far enough in the MCU timeline to make them their
The Last: Naruto the Movie ages
(I've skimmed through the previous chapters to make sure I didn't have anything denoting their ages as something younger but thankfully I couldn't find anything. But it's five in the morning and I swear I think I'm missing something but hey, if I did miss something don't be afraid to tell me in a review!)

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Chapter 7: Agents of SHIELD

"For decades your organization stayed in the shadows hiding the truth. Now we know that there among us – Heroes, and Monsters. The world is full of wonders…"

- The Rising Tide

"So, what am I doing in the hub?" Naruto asked, running a hand through his blond hair.

Beside him, the illustrious Philip Coulson kept his eyes planted on a tablet flashing with lights and pages bearing graphs, news and information of varying classification. "You're an integral piece to SHIELD's plans, Naruto. Someone who can master several languages in a few weeks, meet Agent Romanov's and Agent Barton's records and figure even the most difficult of puzzles that even the most talented of hackers, analysts and–"

"Alright, alright, Phil." Naruto chuckled. "No need to stroke the shaft."

"Oh please, you're not Captain Rogers." Phil shook his head.

The blond snickered. "Still angry your cards got messed up?"

"It was a necessary sacrifice." The man painfully sighed. "I spent many years building that deck…"

"You're too attached to cards, friend. So, what's the mission? Espionage? Stopping a rogue nuclear bomb? Taking down a dictator?"

"Funny, but no." The man shut the blond down. "You're only nineteen years old – significantly younger than any agents. There are hundreds your age at the SHIELD Academy that are probably enraged at your ascension."

"Mah, mah. They can get mad all they want. My goal is to–"

"Protect Earth." The two spoke in unison. Naruto turned to the bald agent, a glare on his whiskered face. "C'mon, Phil. Why'd you kill my thunder?"

"Call it taking initiative." Suddenly, the elevator came to a hissing stop. Doors swung open revealing glass walls decorated with the eagle of SHIELD. Within the rooms rows of computers and analysts were packed within. Some typed away while others were writing out reports. Nevertheless, their task, Naruto understood just how important even the most menial of jobs was to the greater machine.

Walking through the corridors, he caught the whispers of a few female agents. As professional as they were supposed to be, he guessed it couldn't be helped. Having spent as much time with Agent Romanov as he did, he learned to be a little vain. There was nothing wrong with enjoying one's appearance. "I'm assuming we're meeting someone here."

"Yes, I'm putting together a team."

"Of remarkable individuals?" Naruto smirked.

Rolling his eyes, the agent scoffed. "Shut up, Naruto."

"Hehe. Can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen." The boy smirked. "What are we dealing with? Demons this time? Aliens are getting kinda dull for someone of my skills."

"Don't get too ahead of yourself, Naruto." A familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Blue eyes curled. "Agent Maria Hill, it has been a while since the last time we saw each other."

"And you're taller and somewhat more vocal. Nobody changes that much in six months." Maria shook her head. "Are you sure bringing golden boy along is a good idea, Phil?"

"Of course. He was getting jittery fighting Ten Rings and Daesh in the Middle East." He responded. "Imagine a nineteen-year-old powerhouse like him trying to integrate into normal society? No way. This is a perfect chance for him to stretch his proverbial legs, wouldn't you agree?"

Naruto leaned against a chair, his sleeves creasing as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Well, he's not wrong. Might as well go off into the world the right way. Fury's orders."

"And what clearance do you even have?" Hill asked, putting her knuckles against her hips.

"Level Eight of course." Naruto gave her a smirk. "Fury thought it would be in his best interests to keep me in the loop. Given my knowledge of the universe abroad and the information I can offer, not to mention my absolutely charming demeanor."

"He's spent too much time with Stark and the rest of the other Avengers." Phil shook his head in despair.

Maria released an exasperated sigh. "That explains a lot. Anyway, come, there's someone on their way here for a mission report and then he'll be released to you, Phil."

"Ah, so you pulled him out of France, I take it?" Phil nodded with a smile. "That's good."

"He shouldn't be much trouble, though there are concerns, Phil." The woman frowned. "Come, let's go."

"You're the famous Golden Fox, I take it? A pleasure to meet an Avenger in the flesh." Agent Ward smiled warmly, shaking his hand. "I think it's cool how you burst into golden fire."

"Likewise, and you're Agent Grant Ward. I'm glad there are fans." Naruto smirked. "I enjoyed reading your dossier during our wait. I especially love that you have no problems killing people, speaks a lot of your character."

"I…" Ward stood silent for a moment. "Uh…"

"I'm screwing with you, dude." Naruto laughed. "Come on, mission briefing."

Please wait for facial recognition. A voice called from the wall. The four agents stood still for a moment, letting their smiles and smirks loosen. All of a sudden, badges bearing their clearance levels appeared, along with their faces and pictures. Ward didn't believe that Naruto was already Level Eight, neither did Hill. The looks on their faces nearly made the blond wonder cackle on the spot.

Pulling the doors open, the group walked along, their shoes and in Naruto's case, his boots shuffled and beat against the carpeted floors. "I can't believe you're really Level Eight. It took me years to make that rank."

"What can I say? Getting that rank was beyond easy for me. I lived a life at war since I was kid." Naruto shrugged. "The training y'all do is pretty much a light workout for someone like me and Kakashi. No need to sweat about it – y'all are doing great."

"When you're done tooting your own horn, let's get down to business." Phil moved the blond along.

"Fine." Naruto held the door open for his fellow agents. "After you."

"What are we dealing with?" Grant asked, still unconvinced by their actions.

"Superheroes." Maria's response was simple. Clicking away at her keyboard, a video started to play on constant repeat. A man jumping from the highest floor of an old brick apartment in Los Angeles. The incredible thing of it, Naruto was amazed that the man did it without hurting himself or the woman he saved from the exploding building. There was something that didn't seem right with the entire ordeal.

Kurama, everyone…what do you say about this? Naruto wondered. Doesn't seem natural. Not even Captain Rogers can do that.

This is troubling. Kurama responded. It doesn't seem to be chakra either – we'd know if there was a chakra signature in the United States.

I agree. Gyūki followed. Be cautious, Naruto. It might be something completely worse. Be alert.

Snapping from his reverie, he came to find that the video was over and the two Agents were already preparing to leave the briefing room. "Hey…uhm…I'm gonna meet y'all in LA. There's something I need to check out."

"Wait, Naruto, you need to meet with the rest of the team–"

Naruto smirked. "I'll meet them there. I'll be fine, you guys will be too, I'm sure. Let em know that I said hello."

Walking through the glass doors, the boy nodded at the men and women he passed. Their heads turned and their eyes widened at his presence. Slowly but surely, his black jumpsuit began to catch on fire, small flames dancing off of his body. Several analysts and agents got up from their chairs and pulling their phones. After all, it was always a spectacle watching the great and famous Golden Fox activate his strange power.

He continued through the building, slowly gathering chakra and drawing in his nature chakra. Bursting through the doors, his jumpsuit darkened bearing a large golden circle in the center of his abdominals. A floating cloak appeared as well, made completely of golden flames and black magatama symbols drawn across his back. The fires only spread brightening the halls and soon enough, the gargantuan hangar of the Hub. He levitated, hovering forward with chakra whipping off of his body and seeping into his skin.

Men and women, agents and flight personnel stopped what they were doing, staring with awe. Some pulled out their smartphones, snapping pictures of the blond fireball as he floated along. Stopping just in the center of the great hangar, he looked at the men and women, smirking. His orange-gold eyes with slits and crosses for pupils scanned the area for miles for dangers above. The hangar doors opened, hissing as they did, revealing the beauty of morning and the warmth of sun above.

Blasting into the sky, all that remained of his appearance was the thick trail of gold and the booming of thunder in the cloudless sky. Naruto zoomed through the United States airspace, breaking the sound barrier several times without any detrimental effects to his body. Within just an hour and a half, significantly faster than any supersonic planes that the militaries and flight companies of the world had, he arrived in Los Angeles, smashing into the mountain side holding the famous Hollywood sign. The boy held onto one of the letters still glowing orange with flames.

"Alright, Kurama." Naruto said. "Let's see what we can do with our chakra."

"Yeah. I'll send out a blast of chakra, you try to receive and triangulate." Kurama replied as he held a meditative pose. Chakra built within their stomachs before being expelled in great amounts. Energy unseen and impossible to sense wafted over the great city, phasing through even the thickest of walls and the longest of traffic jams on LA's horrible highways and roads. "Did you sense anything familiar?"

"Yup. It feels like the signatures that we got when we fought against that one guy with Extremis." Naruto frowned. "That's not good at all, is it?"

"No, it isn't, Naruto." Kurama frowned as well, knowing just how ridiculous it was becoming. "I'm sensing no more than seven others with the power of Extremis running through their veins and through another impossible to decipher. I'm going to keep tabs on that. I'll point out their locations – you just do the work, alright?"

Turning his Bijuu cloak off, he hovered along lowering himself towards the city below. Cars packed the highways as they always did and people filled the streets of the balmy city. Having visited during the summer, sometime around August, the heat smashed against the populace like no other. It surprised him that so many people would live in such a place, but it didn't bother him too much. Landing in the streets, a he hid himself in a henge, completely inconspicuous.

Wearing a black V-neck and jean joggers, the boy looked like any other young adult his age walking the streets of Los Angeles. His blond hair seemed curled and swayed over, a stark contrast to his normal hairstyle. To top it off, his blue eyes were changed to green (creative decision) and his whisker marks were no more. To everyone else, he was a simple Californian.

Coming to a stop just along some apartment complexes, something familiar filled his nose. It was a sizzling, burning kind of scent. One that the soldiers of AIM had when they healed from dismemberments and bullet wounds. It was atrocious and disgusting to feel, but a good sign of nefarious acts. Sliding past a few unknowing passersby, he slipped into the apartment, finding youth dancing and partying on all floors.

He had no comment.

Pushing through multi-colored hair strands and high-heels and even the Chuck Taylor high-tops, he climbed the stairwell, hearing the beating of music and booming of House and Trance. Tunes and songs rippling against his chakra, almost like the sound distortion turrets used against Bruce when he went insane at his old University.

Despite the smell of the dank riding high and spatters of chunky puke on the wooden floorboards, he could still sense the crippling spark and the cruel and bitter taste of Extremis. Once more, fighting through the crowds, ignoring a few taps on his shoulder, flirtatious smirks and a few drunken kisses on his cheeks, he arrived at another stairwell, this time, sparsely populated. Aside from the couples leaning against the railings and wall corners, he had plenty of leg room to book it towards the source of the Extremis.

Did you really have to point this place out first? Naruto wondered.

"What?" Kurama asked with feigned innocence.

Gyūki chuckled. "Maybe a party is what you need, Naruto."

"You've taken your job at SHIELD seriously and very well. You need to release and chill out for once." Matatabi followed. "You can't fight bad guys and crime and aliens all day, every day. Sometimes a break is what you need."

Please, like this job is anything difficult. I consider finding Hydra bases and fighting the Ten Rings cells a break. Naruto said. Believe me, I'd love to go and take a break. But whenever I go outside, it's the same thing all the time. Some idiot gets in a car crash; there's a protest for something incredibly menial; someone gets wrongfully accused and the list goes on and on. I can't even go to a park to mediate without being accused of 'cultural appropriation'. I'm not an American, I'm not of this time period. But hey, I guess I look the part. Regardless, being in the field, fighting and doing right is what makes my life – your lives – that much the better.

"But…don't you wanna swim and have fun?" Saiken's childlike voice sounded all the more innocent. "The ocean's right over there!"

"And plenty of beautiful women with barely any clothes on." Shukaku giggled. "And a lot of sand."

Beach sand is nothing like desert sand, Shukaku. Naruto reminded. And I do want to have fun, Saiken, I just…don't have the time to? I don't know, I feel my grocery list is far from complete.

"Bah, don't give me that punk-ass excuse." Kurama groaned, rolling his eyes. "Your old sensei, Jiraiya always did the same thing – I have things I need to do, I have things I need to accomplish first. I am not going to have my container, my friend, become a moping machine that lacks reasonable relationships."

Please, I have many reasonable relationships.

"I can count how many you have on one hand." Kurama deadpanned.

There are nine of you, so clearly, you've either got too many fingers, or you seriously downplay what you mean to me. Naruto cheekily smirked. Aw, that self-deprecation isn't good for your mental health, lil baby foxy.

There was a violent thrashing within his mindscape as water and metal floorings were ripped and thrown about. There was a vicious roaring and a screaming of death threats unending. Gyūki had the great Kyuubi trapped in his eight tails, while Saiken bit down on his free arm. Shukaku was rolling bout, cackling like the insane piece of work he was and the rest of the Bijuu simply shook their heads in disappointment.

"Y'fuckin' brat!" Kurama roared. "I'm gonna kill you the next time you come in the mindscape! Calling me a lil baby foxy – the gall!"

"You're embarrassing yourself, Kurama!" Gyūki sighed in despair. "Stop being a lil baby foxy!"

Shukaku howled his laughter, choking on his own spit and sand as he did. "Haha! Lil baby foxy! Haha!"

"Shukaku!" Several of the other Bijuu shouted. "You're not making the situation any better!"

"Oh, and you guys are?" The sand demon was quick to remind. "Let the lil baby foxy release some steam!"

If any of you psychopaths fight so hard that you give me a headache, it's torii gates for all of you. Naruto threatened.

"What?!" Matatabi and Chōmei nearly shouted. "That's not fair – you started it!"

"It seems we have to do what we can to stop Kurama." Son Goku sighed in defeat.

Naruto laughed softly as he climbed the flights of stairs. There was an occasional slap of a face and a shout coming from the corridors and hallways of the varying floors, but he continued on his warpath. There was even a slamming of a door with a few choice words spat as it happened. The people were so caught up in their tiny squabbles, he had to wonder, what the hell could this planet do to protect against Thanos and the coming threats beyond?

"Damn…maybe Sasuke was right about going off and finding Thanos ourselves." Naruto murmured. "Even after the Battle of New York, the governments around the world – their only major contribution was how much they spent on keeping it under wraps and praising the Avengers without making any strides to properly build their defenses…maybe someone has to take it into their own hands and make that happen…though I wonder who?"

Walking along, he arrived at the highest floor. The overbearing bitterness and harshness of the Extremis permeated the walls and even the carpets beneath. "We're here…"

He moved slowly, dispelling his henge. The black jumpsuit he wore camouflaged well with the shadows of the dimly lit hallway. Ominous and a cliché if he had any say about it. The doors of the floor were barred down and most likely chained from the other side – a classic move by bad guys with little creativity. Naruto rolled against the floor, not a sound to be heard and drew his handgun, channeling chakra into the magazines he created.

He leaned against the only door that didn't seem locked down like a bunker. Checking his magazines, he found that they were at full charge. He had to admit, taking a page out of Hydra's book seemed like a great idea – unlimited energy turned to unlimited ammo and completely silent. Once the weapons were ready, he turned the bronze knob, slowly clicking the entrance about.

Alright…is everyone calm now?

"Yes." Kurama said. "There are four people in there, Naruto. One of them is lathered in Extremis and the other has it running through their bodies. Gonna rip their heads off again?"

No, there's something I want to try.

"Now isn't the time for test trials, Naruto." Matatabi frowned.

Well, how else are we going to know if this even works? Ripping that dudes head off was a little morbid. Tony couldn't look me in the eye for a week.

"Fine. Just be careful." The two-tailed cat warned.

I will, I will.

Kicking the door open, he raised his sidearm. He pulled the trigger with incredible speed and impeccable accuracy – Hawkeye would be proud. Within two seconds, two lie unconscious and one dead before his glowing body could reach a climax. The last was shouting, while his body did its best to repair the damage of the chakra bullet.

As his body glowed an orange fiery flame, Naruto slapped his right hand across the man's face, leaving a golden circle on his cheek. The rising pressure was immediately calmed, seeping into the seal. It wasn't long before he passed out completely, falling to the wooden floorboards, snoring as he did. Naruto holstered his gun, sighing at his handiwork. A pair of shadow clones popped into existence, quickly going to work and rummaging through the information lying about the lab.

"Incredible…" A clone said with wonder. "All of this research – it's almost perfecting Maya's handywork. Though, there is something a little worrying. They've merged Chitauri stuff with the Extremis formula."

"No, that can't be." Naruto turned away from the snoring Extremis soldier. "What the fuck is Centipede…oh…"

The three Naruto's turned to the unconscious soldier, his arm had a giant centipede looking contraption glowing with Extremis formula in the different sections. It was a gruesome thing, grafted into their forearms and along their backs. "Well…" A clone chuckled uncomfortably.

"You said it, bud." Naruto nodded. "Alright boys, pack and grab, seal it into a scroll and let's clear out. I got some questions for these ass cracks."

"Welcome back, Naruto." Phil said with a small friendly smile. "I take it you had some fun scouting the field? Agent Romanov told me all about your style of work."

"Why of course I did." Naruto chuckled. "It's bad to go into a field without surveying the land first. It's careless if I do say so myself."

"Well, I'm glad you're here. We found the one who recorded our superhero. Her name is Skye…she's a hacktivist – a member of the infamous Rising Tide."

"The ones who jeopardized Agent Ward's mission?" Naruto asked. "Yeah, they found information that shouldn't be found. Interesting. How'd she get caught up in this hot mess?"

"Apparently, she was snooping around and felt that she could do something to help our super." Phil walked to an inconspicuous door. "Agent Ward tried to break through her shell of sarcasm and deflective statements…maybe you can take a shot at her."

"Heh, I'm always down to talk."

The door swung open to reveal Agent Ward holding his head in annoyance. The girl though, was a beautiful woman, leaning in her seat with a smug smirk on her face. Big brown eyes and long waving brunette hair, truly she was someone he should take some time to know. Naruto smirked as he tapped the frustrated Agent's shoulder. "Hey, Agent Ward, you should take a break. I got this."

"It's fine, I can handle it."

"You're sweating, dude. Just go, I can get her to talk." Naruto took the man's seat. "So…you're Skye, right?"

"And you're the Golden Fox." She murmured. "Oh my god…I can't believe I'm sitting in front of an Avenger! Incredible…"

Naruto smiled, leaning into his seat. "Alright, let it out."

"I need to have a picture." The woman continued rambling. "There's no way in any hell I'm not taking this chance."

"First things first…tell me what your deal is." Naruto said. "We want to know why you've hacked our servers, why you've been following this kind fellow, Mike Peterson. You know something about this thing…"

"H-How did you know his name?" Skye nearly jumped from her seat. "I…"

"Just tell me." Naruto kept his kind smile. "I want to know what your goal is."

"You've covered up New Mexico, Project Pegasus and Centipede!" She glared.

"Centipede…?" Naruto wondered. "That's what it's called…"

Skye crossed a leg over the other. "What?"

Naruto smirked. "I know you're good, but you're not that good."

"What do you know?"

"Alright…I found out about Centipede not too long ago. It's a strange adrenal/super soldier serum, the Captain America type, made with Extremis – surely you know about that." Naruto answered.

"Of course, I watched the fall of AIM and the battle at Stark's mansion with a bucket of popcorn and a soda." She responded. "Though, you ripping that guy's head off was super metal."

"And a necessary evil." Naruto shook his head. "You know about Centipede and I know what it's made of. Do you know what it's purpose is? Who supplies it and why?"

"What makes you think I'll help Big Brother in the suits?"

"I'm not asking you to help them – help that man, Mike." Naruto said with a simple tone. "Extremis will undoubtedly kill him, but I can definitely help. I've tried searching for people like him but even then, there are just way too many people running around the city for me to catch them all by myself. And it's kinda illegal to use my powers to sweep the entire city."

"Call the Avengers then. I bet they'd be willing to help."

"Nah. I wouldn't bother them with something as menial as this." Naruto stood from his seat. "Look, Skye…people need help and I'm going to help them to the best of my ability. There are other Extremis labs strewn across the city and I will find them and destroy them. Helping Mike and others like him is extremely important – they're walking bombs."

"You're not like the other suits, are you?" Skye asked.

"Nope. Not even a little." Naruto laughed. "I don't belong to any nationality that y'all created. I don't fight for any flag or country – I fight for Earth and that means all the people, no matter their race and culture. Big Brother fights for the interests of their governing body."

"Then why work with them?"

"Think of it as a way to stretch my legs within legal means." He said. "Fighting crime, aliens and terrorists is fun and dandy, it'd be mighty difficult to do with governments and their armies after my hide. Wouldn't you agree? I can fly all over the world and do what I was born to do – to save and protect people. It's my life's calling."

"And I'm stuck in a van." Skye huffed. "It must be great being that powerful."

"Eh, it's whatever." Naruto sat down once again. "What would you do if you had this power?"

"Is this an interrogation or are you trying to make friends?" Skye wondered.

The boy locked eyes with the woman, blue fiercely meeting brown. "Hey, I'm just here for a good time. Being an Agent of SHIELD is fun and all, but Avenging? That's the real game. SHIELD isn't the enemy, Skye, despite whatever it is that the Rising Tide and the rest of your hacktivist buddies may say. We're here to help. If you don't trust them, trust me."

"Sounds like a famous hack trying to convince a fan for some favors. Kinda sleezy."

"So, this is what Coulson meant by deflective statements." Naruto chuckled. "You've got a clever head on you, Skye. Either way, whenever you're ready to talk, I'm willing to listen."

"Wait!" The woman shot to her feet. "If you're honest that you can help Mike…he's got a son…"

"I swear it, Skye." Naruto smiled. "Though, on one condition."

"Anything, I promise."

A flash of red zipped through his blue eyes. "Do not hack into SHIELD servers again. Got it?"

The woman nodded her head feverishly. "Y-You got it."

Opening the door, the pair walked through the massive cabin of the Bus. In the control room, Agents Coulson, Melinda May and Ward were standing around the table, tapping away and projecting holograms and information. The three turned their heads immediately.

"Did you get her to talk?" Ward asked, almost interested.

"It was easy." The boy waved the man off and stood beside Coulson, reaching and pointing at various points on the table. "Right now, we have something to deal with. Is there a USB port on this thing?"

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small scroll. A flick of a wrist, the scroll unraveled revealing rows and circles of calligraphy, hard to decipher and impossible to read. Channeling his chakra through the parchment, smoke popped, wafting through the air. In the place of the small clouds, binders, folders and case files appeared ready for their perusal. Among the binders, Centipede information and important scientific research poured into notes and clearly defined drawings.

"Oh, how could I forget this guy."

Coulson looked up, a brow raising with him. "What do you mean this guy?"

Picking up another scroll, he unraveled it to show off a larger seal. This time the calligraphy came to reveal with word flesh in kanji. "You're either an otaku or there's a reason you write in Japanese."

"Honey, my name means maelstrom, I'm far from a damned otaku." Naruto hissed.

Skye raised her hands in defense. "Wait…I thought Naruto meant some sort of fishcake…?"

"Kai!" Naruto shouted.

A larger puff of smoke appeared, blasting winds and particles in every direction. The four non-shinobi waved their hands about, forcing it out of their faces and eyes. Lying on the scroll, screaming muffled and gagged, a man was squirming like a caught fish. Wrapped around his body were more seals, likely the same impossible to read calligraphy latching upon his limbs, his chest and bound his wrists to his back. If Skye didn't know any better, she would have giggled and whispered Shibari. Naruto released the seals, allowing the man to move his arms and legs, but his mouth was still shut.

Picking the man up, he twisted him over, nearly pulling his arm from his sockets. Phil nearly felt his eyes fall from his head. "What does that look like to you?"

"A Centipede…" Ward murmured. "Well I'll be damned."

"In each segment of the Chitauri spine that they used, a small chamber is filled with Extremis formula. I can only assume Skye's man, Mike, has already used up at least one of the chambers." Naruto frowned. "This guy though…he reminds me of the assholes I fought from AIM. Alright, Coulson, since you're the boss here, what do I do? I have no problems killing him on the spot but I know you don't like working like that."

"He's not kidding, is he?" Skye's face paled.

Agent May watched with a careful eye. "Judging by his performance of these last few months since the Battle of New York…"

"He's already the third highest clearance level and he only just joined SHIELD six months ago…" Agent Ward watched the Extremis soldier struggle under the Golden Fox's grip.

"Well…uh…" Skye shook violently.

"No need for that, Naruto." Coulson said. "Release the man and we'll figure out what to do."

"Alrighty, no problemo." Naruto released the man's shoulder, letting the rest of the Agents watch in awe as his arms glowed an orange light before reforming and healing from the damage. Before the prisoner could push himself off the ground, Naruto threw up a hand seal, activating the golden circle on the man's cheek, putting him to sleep and calming the raging Extremis once again. "So, uh…. wanna do something about this dude? He's heavy as shit."

"I'll have Fitz-Simmons deal with him. They're stronger than they look." Phil turned his attention back to the screens. Naruto moved, crouching down and lifting the sleeping man over his shoulders. Throwing him onto a couch, the boy clapped his hands in victory. "Well, that wasn't too hard, now was it?"

"Oh, how could I forget?" Naruto reached into a tactical pocket, pulling out a driver's license. Placing it against the table, information scanned and computed, revealing all the recorded information about their man Mike Peterson. Crossing his arms, Coulson read out his accolades and short comings – it was quite sad actually. The road to evil is paved by good intentions, Naruto remembered that saying well. Shutting his eyes for a moment, he wouldn't kill the man if he saw him. He didn't want another Obito running amok when he had something to do about.

"Who has the tech to do something like this though?" Agent May asked. "AIM collapsed and the men who created it were defeated."

"Well, the security footage was damaged and corrupted – it's hard to tell what's really happening here." Agent Simmons was ready to respond.

"Well…what if we had audio to go with the footage?" Skye asked.

All heads turned to the hacktivist. "What? When I was spying out the place, I had my shotgun mic right out the window just before the blast. The digital file's in my van. There was way too much background noise, but you could probably fix it up."

The accented Fitz-Simmons talked it out before quickly agreeing with bright smiles on their young faces. Phil turned to her with a curious glance. "Your van's here – you were right, we couldn't decrypt the files."

"The files are coupled with the GPS system. Get my van back into that alleyway and we'll be back in business." Skye smirked proudly.

"Alright…Agent May will escort you back." Phil turned around. "Agent Ward, I want you to tail them just in case."

"And I have something I need to take care of." Naruto nodded. "Coulson, I'll be back in a jiffy, 'twas fun, but there are a few labs that remain that hold ludicrous amounts of Extremis formula. I can sense it."

"If you say so." Phil turned back to his table. "Just be ready to answer any call."

"You got it, boss."

Naruto walked towards the vehicle bay of Bus, his body already igniting with golden fire. Hovering off the platform, he flew forward at a slow pace, drawing the amazed eyes of the Agents and Skye. Bringing his eyes up to the sky, he channeled a great burst of golden energy that turned clear as it spread out. Beating back to him, were the souls of every man and woman living in the city. Over three million flames were ignited, flickering back to him. Though there were quite a few within that seemed different, flickering a different way as if belaying a secret power within.

Hmm…that's interesting. I'll need to investigate when I can. Naruto levitated higher, until the Bus looked no bigger than an actual bus. So…there are several locations of large gatherings of souls tainted by Extremis. Shadow clones can do this quick and cleanly. Chakra bullets and nothing else.

Without even throwing a hand seal, a pair of Shadow Clones appeared beside him, both floating just as masterfully as he. "So…you handle Santa Monica, I'll handle Downtown and you handle the shit in Anaheim, capisi?"

"Yeah, yeah." The first clone disappeared in a golden flash and trail in his wake, while the second blasted forward shattering the sound barrier as he did.

These fucking clones are getting more and more sarcastic as the days progress. I swear I'm gonna kick the next clone's ass that thinks it wants to be a smartass. Naruto laughed to himself as he floated along towards the great skyscrapers towering over the LA horizon. Whatever…this is gonna be easy.

So, Naruto has pretty much turned SHIELD upside down
Earned his place as a true badass and dabbles in inventing
He has met Skye and the other Agents of SHIELD cast!

Don't worry - it isn't going to follow the show after the pilot and a few episodes pass
I'm close to the Dark World Arc and Winter Soldier Arc
So I'm not going to waste your time with filler fluff
XD

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