My Own Strength
Naruto
A/N: The temptation of power is there, but you don't always have to choose it.
A great beast stood before him, tall as a mountain, great and boiling over with crimson chakra. Eyes like hot coals stared down at him and he felt so small standing before this monstrosity. Kyuubi, the great beast of old, whose mere name sent fear and terror into the world, now stood before him a prisoner in his body, one who would never leave him alive, and constantly plagued his soul. Now, at that very moment, in the heat of the battle, it appeared and held out its great clawed hand, a swirl of red chakra bubbling forth, churning, and tempting him. Take my power, use it for yourself, and show the world our strength. Nations will crumble and kings will fall at your feet, no enemy will dare challenge you once they see it. Come, take it from my hand and use it as you see fit. Show the world, just what a Jinnchuriki can do. Naruto felt his feet moving forward, his eyes glazed over, his hand reaching blindly for this swirling force before him. But no, it wasn't right. To succumb to the temptations of a monster was foolish and unwise. His hand retreated and instead he placed it over his own heart, feeling a power surging from inside. Visions flashed before his eyes, friends, mentors, those who still lived and those who died. All standing behind him, grasping his hand and assuring his victory. His blue eyes flashed open and he looked at Kyuubi with a spirit that must have made the monster flinch.
No. What I will show the world, is not your power…but my own.