Summary: The H.E.A.T team are on assignment and this time they're dealing with two Godzilla Juniors. It's nurture vs. nature gone crazy especially when a disgruntled artist and a hyperactive ninja (guess who) become parents to giant fire breathing lizards with demon chakra powering up their pipes.
I don't own Naruto or Godzilla the series. This takes place in an alternate universe since I don't know how much damage bouncing baby lizards he size of football fields can make. I've been researching all over the place to make sure this story is believable. My friend and I have also thought up a few running gags to make sure this chapter is full of the funny.
Poll Notice: I have a poll on my profile that has something to do with the storyline. It's another twist and I really hope for some votes or reviews.
Note to Reviewer TTrunks: The series I'm using is not the seventies version but the nineties version that stars the 1993 Tristar version of Godzilla, This is the one that used to appear on Fox. Now about the only place it can be found is You Tube.
(What happened so far Aboard the H.E.A.T. Seeker, Third Person Point of View)
WHAMMO
Monique flipped Sasuke with a flick of her wrist and slammed his torso to the table. He mewled out his pain and frustration as tears rolled unconsciously down a sticky face. Eyes squeezed shut, Sasuke cracked one eye open. Unfamiliar faces started blurring into view. He growled and glared.
"Who the hells are you!" He sneered.
CRACK
Monique tugged his arm further backward almost breaking his shoulder out of its socket. Sasuke lurched back but Monique held firm.
". . . Ow," He monotonly spoke showing no outward signs of pain but inside his nerves were screaming! Monique let up a little but not enough for Sasuke's lips to stop twitching in agony.
"Monique, Monique that's enough!" Nick shouted, "You can let go now he's just a kid not a monster."
"You may think he's just a kid," Monique hissed, "but I know about this boy. One of these days your trusting naïveté will spell disaster."
Kaiju Chaos Kyuubi Style
Chapter 7: Crazy in a "HUG ME" Shirt
(Aboard the HEAT Seeker or what's left of it, Sasuke's Point of View)
What a way to wake up from a nightmare! Not even I remember all the things that happened to me under Orochimaru's training
(1). I don't know, maybe my mind put that entire trauma into my subconscious so that I didn't go crazy from all the stuff that happened to me. The same phenomena happened when I witnessed the massacre of my entire clan when I was 8. Itachi had me witness him killing my whole family over and over for three, three days, thanks to that blasted Tsukuyomi Genjutsu (2)! Than everything was a big blank until bedtime and the nightmares (shivers) those nightmares were awful. I hadn't had a nightmare like that in a long time.
My vision faded into focus but instead of a candlelit lab, I was on a boat surrounded by ninja . . . correction . . . civilians from Clarity's country (3) obviously. A red head, a chubby blonde, some kid older kid Hispanic I believe, a brunette, and my broken arm was . . .
'Gahhhhh' I mentally wailed as I bit back the pain. My broken arm was being wrenched out of its sockets by some Dragon Lady in a purple shirt! My shoulders on fire!
"Who the hells are you?" I heard myself hiss at these people, that wasn't me. I don't hiss like some cockroach. Okay, it was me if the one already yanking my arm out of its socket proved that true enough.
"You may think he's just a kid," Dragon Lady hissed, "but I know about this boy. One of these days your trusting naïveté will spell disaster." Dragon Lady was yelling at the Brunette, lots of the kunochi (4) I know would probably have dogged this guy for his "handsome" looks. He had this good guy vibe emanating from him but to me he seemed like a dork, married to his job if you like the rumpled clothes look, and a total geek. Hmmm, I wonder if it's possible to shove him into a locker and throw said locker out to sea. Nope, he's a tad too tall.
SNAP
"Ahh," I whimpered, sure I'm an Uchiha and Uchihas don't whimper but after getting two broken limbs, thrown by a little lizard, eaten by a big lizard and still having that blasted putrid pink HUG ME sweatshirt on while my whole entire being is drenched in drool, dirt, and . . . things. I couldn't take it anymore! I deserved to curl up around my broken arm as much as my broken leg would let me. Oh yeah that'd be the day the day I say please and thank you for giving up everything to gain nothing. I pressed my dislocated shoulder against the wall regardless of the goggling faces in the room.
I didn't expect the brunette to place a ginger hand upon my good shoulder and proceed to help me; very foreign feeling. It had no desire, no camaraderie at all, just that random kindness. I'm so used to having everything mean something. I'm not used to some idiot scratch that civilian suddenly kneel down out of nowhere like he cares. He attempts to help me but I shove him away, I may have a broken arm and leg but I can stand just fine. Even if said attempt to stand involves falling, cussing in a foreign language causing that Hispanic kid to laugh his head off (Dragon Lady punched him in the gut) and me trying to use a rolling chair to prop myself up. What's so funny about me falling all over myself on a chair with wheels? Maybe it could be the fact I'm on a boat and the chair rolled out from under me. That brunette was bound and determined to help me up but Dragon Lady scooped me up. She unceremoniously dumped me on the table.
THUD
"Geez French Fry a little rough much?" The Red Head retorted as she stocked up samples in milk white cupboards, "Sasuke's just a teenage kid, Monique. It's not like he's going to wreck the boat."
As if the Red Head's words couldn't be proven more wrong. Sunbeams played peek-a-boo in the yard long holes above deck. A piece of the poop deck got blown off leaving a wafty breeze through the place to my left where the guys were leaning over a radar and jabbering in big words that I have no idea what they mean. I only speak enough English to not sound stupid but this was ridiculous. I'm the one considered insane in a crowd of idiots and geeks and a long time ago I was considered the sane one in the group.
"He already did Elsie," Monique the Dragon Lady growled, "Sasuke may be a kid but he's a monster and I will not let the H.E.A.T. team adopt another . . ." Monique looked my way before saying it loud enough for everyone to hear. "I will not let the H.E.A.T team adopt another Mutation besides Godzilla."
KRSH
The crash of a broken beaker filled the heavy silence. I laid there in the middle of the room. I hate drama. My whole life's been one dramatic complication after another. How could one more hurt? What did they mean by Godzilla? Good Grief if I hear the word "adopt" one more time I might as well go insane. I couldn't help but smile at the one idea guaranteed to make my day. Payback; its fun yet cruel.
" Ladies," I answered just to break up the moment, "On the Aleutian islands are a pair of twins stronger than I am and they're guarded by a mutant fox ninja called the Kyuubi no Kitsune, or Nine Tailed Fox."
(Meanwhile Along the Pacific Ocean 3rd Person Point of View)
WAAH-CHOO
"Bless you," called Sai watching the gaggle of ninjas running along the water as Naruto and the twins simultaneously sneezed. Sakura and Sai exchanged a look. The Twin Lizards' Brown and Black heads slowly resurfaced on the water. Waves parted ways in the silent stream of wind running between their ears.
"I wonder," Yamato asked, "Who could be talking about you?"
"WHO CARES!" Naruto roared, "SASUKE READY OR NOT HERE WE COME Dattebayo!"
"GRAWR," Shogi roared in agreement.
"Dattebayo," Jira cheered having no idea what anyone was saying.
(Likewise, Near the Aleutian Coastline; Clarity's Point of View)
My back was killing me but hey, the pain was worth it. The sun hadn't even nestled itself into the tree line and yet here we were with all our camping stuff sealed away amazingly into one itty bitty bag ready to go; wonder of sealing scrolls coolest thing yet. Murray volunteered to get the pack off my back as we ran the rest of the way up the cliff wall and back down the mountain.
"Clarity you look like you're gonna collapse," Shikamaru intoned, "If you don't slow down you will get overexhausted." Yeah Shikamaru can be kind of sweet but when it's fifty below along the beach even he gets cranky.
"Bleh-choo," I sneezed and wiped my nose on my pink parka sleeve, "C'mon Shika I've just got a gut feeling we'll be better off at the coastline. Something big is coming I can just feel it!"
"Nah someone might start talking bad about you really," Murray scoffed, "You've been sneezing since we left camp."
"I have not!" I quipped, "BLEH-CHOO!"
"Gee thanks," Shikamaru drawled wiping the nose spray off his face, "And you so have been sneezing too."
"Sorry about that and so what," I sniffed, "I BLAME THE COLD."
(Back on the HEAT Seeker Sasuke's Point of View)
The women's jaws dropped. I loved my plan for sweet revenge already. No, I wasn't going to have everyone die. Otherwise where would the fun be? The twins kind of grew on me and Naruto's lucky enough to survive. What are a few bullet holes in his stomach going to do to him anyway?
"They're holding a couple of civilians, hostage. Oh did I forget to mention an ugly pink haired mutation, a plant based mutation, and another mutation that's a painting piece of rice paper?" I mused, knowing that this would instantly sic themselves all over those annoying ninjas on the island. I know they changed but Ninjas hate confrontation and Clarity hates being rescued. I lay back down to sleep with sweet dreams of the chaos soon to come.
Entertaining Footnotes:This is just a refresher or just a few clues and hints for those that may be unfamiliar with either Naruto or Godzilla: the Series. I also included a few hints on how Clarity ended becoming familiar with the Ninja World. (1) Orochimaru's Training: Orochimaru has been using forbidden jutsus, drugs, experimentation, and just about every other sadistic thing under the sun. (2) Tsukuyomi Genjutsu: This jutsu is something used only with the Uchiha's Mangekyo Sharingan. Whenever anyone falls under eye contact with this jutsu they basically end up being fodder for the cruelest of tortures from the inside out and basically whatever tortures the user wants his victim's mind to experience anyway. (3) Clarity's country: Clarity may have grown up all over the world but her original homeland is still the United States. (4) Kunoichi: female ninja.
