Naruto's Hazbin Hotel Adventures
Unfortunately, when Naruto passed away, he was unable to go to Heaven, instead he was sent down to Hell, which was full of chaos, wierd people and creatures and definately odd with certain things, however, he gets a shock when he finds out that his body has changed; to a humanoid nine-tailed kitsune no less. Now, he has to begin another adventure if he wants to live as peacefully as he can. [Pairing Undecided]
Crossover - Naruto x Hazbin Hotel
Tags - Violence, Adult Language, Blood and Gore, Adult Humor, Romance, Drug Use, Adult Themes (Depression, Suicide, Abuse, Neglect, Underage Drinking)
This story is dark, it will be hard for me to write something like this, but if you are under the age of 13, then it may be in your best interest to click off the page and don't read this. This story is meant for mature audiences, as it will contain the aforementioned things and some other things. If you are religious, then it also may not be in the best interest for you to read this story.
*This may turn into a Naruto Harem story* *Starts before 'canon'*
*Some characters from Naruto will appear within in the Hazbin Hotel Hell, however, it will be explained.*
Rating - M for Violence, Blood, Gore and Adult Themes
Note - Remember kids; Don't Sin... unless you want to go to Hell... who knows, it may be like what Hazbin Hotel displays Hell. Also, I do NOT condone suicide, if you are contemplating or having such thoughts, please talk to someone, I know it is hard, but please, don't think that suicide is the way out. Imagine what it would do to your family, friends and even town. Suicide is never the way out.
Chapter 1 - Portal to Hell
In the shinobi world, there are many different thoughts and feelings for the lifestyle. Some say that the people in the lifestyle are unloyal, untrustworthy thieves and murderers, others say that some are born for the lifestyle while others aren't. Others say that it is merely a lifestyle that suits others - and if the pay is good - which is always most likely the case, then it is worth it getting your hands dirty with either your blood or someone elses.
If you want to survive this lifestyle and live until you are at least within the twenties or survive around others, then you must be; Quick, witty, powerful and dangerous - maybe even invisible or good at hiding your emotions or intentions, along with having the guts to kill someone at a moments notice and live with it for the rest of your, probably short life.
Naruto Uzumaki was definately NOT one of those people. While he was quick and agile, he was loud and obnoxious. He was witty, but it went unheard or ignored. He wasn't powerful, but he had potential waiting to be tapped into, and he was always spotted - no, that wasn't correct - he was hated by everyone; children his age or younger, adults and even the elderly hated him dearly and treated him like he was scum or a simple piece of shit.
All because of the unfortunate events of his birth, where the village he was born in and lived in now, was attacked by a ferocious monster which was the size of a small mountain, and so powerful that a mere swing of one of its tails - yes tails; as the monster that attacked the village was a Kyuubi - could easily cause destruction and mayhem and could cause great changes in the weather to bring upon more suffering and agony.
How it was killed? It wasn't.
It was merely sealed within a newborn infant born a few hours earlier, which in turn became the jailor for the massive, foul and powerful beast.
Thanks to the Yondaime Hokage, most of the village was saved and thousands of lives were saved, and the many others that fell in battle with the beast were hailed as heroes of the village as celebration of the 'defeat'. At the cost of the Yondaime's own life and soul, as he called upon the Shinigami to help seal the beast away into the newborn baby - all but confining the poor little baby to hell on Earth before he was even a week old.
And that newborn would have to suffer dearly, whether it be from death threats, injuries and even unfair treatment.
Naruto sighed to himself as he walked through the village - he was currently walking through the Red Light District, where most of the scummiest of people live, much like himself - and he wasn't in the best of moods.
While being eleven years of age - twelve in a mere few hours - he has witnessed things that no one his age or lower should witness.
Rapes, near rapes, murders, drug users and even drug use and even a few cases of suicide from the individuals who completely lost the will to live for one reason or another.
Those memories plagued his mind and soul, often leading him to have dark thoughts himself, where he would question himself on why he was living and whats the point to living anymore, and even lead to him having sleepless nights, or if he was fortunate enough to fall asleep; nightmares. At least he could get a few hours of sleep before he was brought back to the world of living with those nightmares and experience the feeling of having witnessed the cases all over again.
"Oi! Demon gaki!"
Instead of looking around for whoever jeered him - a man judging by the tone and sound of the voice - he merely continued walking through the bustling and rather dangerous streets. He had long since come to terms with the constant jeers and death threats that he recieved daily.
Coming to a forced halt when someone grabbed his shoulder, his body automatically was set within the flight or fight response, with his body twitching and his head subtly looking around for any escape routes. Taking a risk, he looked over his shoulder slightly, and was met with a pair of light brown, pupil-less eyes.
"Oh, Snake-chan." He greeted out softly, turning his body to face the person fully, now that he knew he could trust the woman near him.
The woman in question had rather tanned skin, showing that she spent some time outside, along with her being fairly tall, being at least a head and a bit taller than him, she also possessed a slender frame, the pupil-less brown eyes were looking at him with warmth and concern in them. She had violet hair, styled in a short, yet sharp fanned ponytail. Her outfit always got everyones attention due to the style of it, as she wore a tanned trenchcoat with a purple inseam and pockets on both sides, underneath was a form fitting mesh body suit that went from her neck down to her rather juicy looking thighs, to top it all off, she wore a dark orange mini-skirt that looked way to small, and a small gust of wind could lift it up and expose her undergarments.
In addition to her clothing, she wore a standard, silver forehead protector - with the village symbol on it - and a small pendant was around her neck that looks like a snake fang.
This woman is Anko Mitarashi, or 'Snake-chan' as Naruto endearingly calls her. She is slightly older than Naruto by a couple of years and is equally hated due to her former traiterous teacher.
In a sense, Anko was just like Naruto. They were both hated for something out of their control - probably some fuck up from the mighty Kami - both were loud and obnoxious and enjoyed some of the smaller things in life, like exploring and even gardening. They both bonded together due to these things - even if their first meeting with each other was less than a pleasant experience for the both of them.
She was also Naruto's only friend in the entire village, who hated him - some more than others.
When Anko heard the nickname, she pouted and huffed in a childish display, "Come on!" She whined, "Call me 'Anko-chan' or even 'Onee-chan'" She whined again, putting on her best puppy dog eyes towards Naruto.
Given her reputation amongst the populace and her job, it wasn't very common to see Anko acting like this, acting like she was having fun and not worrying about anything.
Naruto cracked a slight smile at the childish antics displayed by the older female, at the person who Naruto could gladly say was a loved one for him, "Alright, Anko-chan." He said, rolling his eyes at the small cheer of joy done by Anko, "What are you doing here?" He questioned with a small tilt of the head.
Placing one hand on her jutted out hip, which caused her dark orange mini-skirt to hitch up slightly, she placed her other hand on her chest, where her heart was and gave a small mocking gasp, "Dear me, can't I visit my friend?" She asked, in a mock hurt voice that really didn't suit her.
He fidgeted a little under the gaze he recieved after the childish outburst from his eccentric friend, "No at all." He quickly said, trying to plactate her annoyance, "Just... surprised that you would. Don't you have work to do?" He added on, looking at her with a slight critical eye.
Anko shook her head, a merry expression on her face as she came closer to him, "Nope." She added, making sure to add some extra pop to the 'P'. She suddenly crouched down to his height, her nose inches from his own, "My hours are finished, so I decided to come find you. Now, we can enjoy some time together, especially for your birthday coming up!" She basically sang, before gripping his wrist in a firm grip and they suddenly disappeared in swirling leaves.
The others that were witnessing the entire ordeal between them glared at the spot that they were at, like that piece of road needed to be replaced, however, some of the nicer ones gave the slightest of smiles at the interactions between both of them.
A small pile of leaves suddenly whirred about and scattered along the ground of the room, and when the small plume of smoke disappeared, out popped Naruto and Anko, still in the same position as they left in earlier.
Letting go of Naruto's hand, Anko looked around the place they appeared in, and as she looked around, she had to try her best to keep the grimace off her face as she looked around, along with trying to keep the guilt down to a minimum.
The room they were in was obviously a living room to those that knew of Naruto's home or been inside it, however, to others, it didn't look like anything remotely worth living in.
The floorboards were basically broken and sharpened near the edges, the carpet... well, what was left of it was basically rotting and moldy and stunk of lingering blood and other food bits, the walls were chipped and cracked, the once white and green wallpaper was nearly destroyed and a murky gray colour that looked disgusting to look at, along with having windows that couldn't even be called them, as it was basically a sunlight plastered on a wall.
That wasn't even the worst part of it, apart from the smell of rotting food or the lingering smell of burnt items or blood, the furnishings were sparce and nearly destroyed beyond repair. The couch, which was broken and had rippings all throughout the material seemed to be infested with mold and even some moths have been chewing through the material, and the springs were poking up through the cushions, making it a small hazard to even sit down on. The table was miniscule and barely usable with all the damage on it, along with the fact that nails seemed to be poking out in ever which way, along with many stains of blood having seeped into the wood itself.
From what she could see in the near distance, the kitchen seemed to be in even worse condition, with the tap leaking droplets of water and having some serious dirt and mess problems and the basin of the sink having cracks in it and having mold forming along some edges, making it a possibility of poisoning or serious medical problems if water is consumed from the tap. It also stunk of something off and cups of instant cup ramen were scattered around.
Everything in the house was broken, much like herself and Naruto... just in different states of damage. She was nearly at breaking point mentally, with her only solace being Naruto and her only other friend, Kurenai. Even her job was getting old and boring for her.
Naruto, she was pretty sure was broken mentally and spiritually, with the entire ordeal of having a demon sealed inside him from a young age, to the constant torment he recieves from the general populace, she was pretty sure that she was his only solace.
Anko sighed to herself, sometimes she really wished that Naruto would be in better living conditions, however, that couldn't be the case. Even she lived in a pretty bad and tiny house. After all, that was the only places that people like herself and Naruto would even be allowed to live in, they didn't have the privelige to live in fancy or even livable houses. They were the deadweight of society, the lowest of lows.
"Naruto, you wouldn't mind waiting here for a bit while I get something for your birthday, right?" She asked, turning her attention to her friend, who was now sitting on the near broken house, all though he was careful to avoid having an unpleasant encounter with the couches springs.
"Alright." He said, leaning back on the couch backrest and looking up towards the rotting and cracked ceiling.
With that response heard, Anko disappeared in another swirl of leaves, leaving Naruto alone on the couch, with the sun slowly setting through the window.
Naruto sighed to himself, he felt broken, he felt like he didn't even want to live anymore. He loved the fact that he had a friend, although he was easily seeing how broken she was as well. He hadn't told anyone, not even the Hokage, or Anko, but he could sense peoples emotions if he was close enough, and what he felt from Anko was just a pit of despair, much like what he felt, except maybe deeper and darker than his own.
He knew that she was on a time bomb, much like he was, and if he knew Anko, then she would probably be getting sake for the celebration of his birthday.
Shaking his head, he got up, ignoring the small cut he just got from moving his hand to fast and shredding a small amount of skin on the spring that was rather pointed. It honestly felt better to him then what he has felt in his life.
As he moved through the apartment... barely liveable shelter, he had to ignore his sense of smell as the repugnant smell of blood and other things that he didn't want to point out or think about becoming too strong by the time he was getting closer and closer to the bathroom.
As he made his way to the bathroom, which was hardly any bigger than the living room - and that was pretty small as well - he had to prevent the grimace from visibly showing on his face and keep the bile rising any further in his throat as he was assaulted by the varying states of degrading smells.
The toilet was broken and didn't flush properly, leaving some nasty surprises to deal with after a long night, along with having a broken mirror just above the sink and basin, which had light smears of blood on them from previous self-harm run-ins. The bathtub and shower combo were rusted, leaving a horrible smell lingering in the air and outside the doorway to the bathroom, along with having mold, large spiders and even other insects were making the place their home.
Coming in front of the mirror, he frowned at the state he was in.
His hair, which he was told by some, used to be a bright golden-yellow color, and could be nearly described as the sun in the sky from the sheer color of it, however, now it was a simple yellow color and was nearing white in some places, such as the tips of the strands. His skin was pale as can be, even though he spent time outside, it wasn't enough to give him a nice tanned tone. His skin was also littered with scars, either of self-harm or inflicted on him by others, and also seemed to have become tight around some places of his face. His blue eyes were rather faded and lighter in colour and had some bags under them from the lack of sleep.
The only features of his face he liked was the six whisker like marks on his face - three on either cheek - and the slightly elongated and sharp teeth that he had. He liked it because it made him different.
His clothing consisted of a dirty and torn jumpsuit - a size too small - which used to be bright orange, but now seemed to have black or red as the secondary colour from the amount of dirt, grime and blood he came into contact with, the formerly long, bright orange jumpsuit pants were now merely shorts from the amount of times he used the fabric as bandages on his injuries, and were a deep redish-orange color, and he was barefoot, as the previous pair of shoes that he had were destroyed from old age and simply fell apart.
In all in all, he looked homeless, which he definately would have preferred over living in this dump, it might have been cleaner and more sanitary if he did live on the streets.
Continuing to look into the mirror, he tried his best to smile to himself. Although what he recieved was a half-hearted attempt back towards him, and it looked so fake that even a blind person could tell.
That just made him frown more, he truly hated life and was nearing the end of his own patience with it. Nothing good had ever come to him, all he recieved was pain and suffering from the hands of himself or others. Even the Sandaime Hokage, who had to be reinstated as Hokage after the Yondaime perished didn't seem to like him, or even pay attention to him.
*WARNING - STORY TURNS DARKER HERE*
It was now deep into the night, Anko had returned from the liquor, with a couple of bottles of sake. Now the bottles weren't that high in alcoholic volume, but the number of them and the amount of drinks back to back made up for it. In a sense, they were drinking away their sorrows and problems, taking in the sweet bliss that was the alchohol.
Taking a quick swig of the sake from the saucer, Naruto relished in the slight burn and after taste of the beverage, before he looked over to Anko, who seemed to be at the point of drunk, if not, very tipsy. As was shown by the way she was swaying and sitting still with her pupil-less brown eyes losing focus on some ocassion.
She also happened to change from her clothing from her job and into something more 'comfortable and fun' in her own words. Now, she was merely dressed in a loose shirt that clung around her rather swell chest and was hiked up past her belly button, allowing Naruto to gawk at her belly, he could even see some traces of abs on her belly. However, she simply didn't wear any pants as she didn't wear any at night, and had no shame in wearing only a pair of lacy white panties, displaying her flawless skin and curvy hips towards him.
"Anko." He slurred out lightly, the amount of alcohol starting to waver at his common sense and seemingly making his mind turn to darker thoughts. Even if alcohol is a stimulant by nature, always leave it for the depressed and broken to turn it into a depressant of sever cases.
"Yessh?" She slurred out, moving her unfocused and hazy eyes towards Naruto... well, in his general direction. Her sake saucer long since forgotten on the floor, leaving behind a small puddle of sake on the rotting floorboards.
"Why... do we live?" He questioned, having to wait a few seconds for his mind to think of the right things from his alcohol induced mind-set.
Anko blinked a few times, her eyes still hazy and unfocussed, she appeared to be in deep thought as she leaned back onto the couch, ignoring the jabbing her back was recieving from the visible springs, "Honestly... I... don't know." She finally admitted in a small slur, "I mean... we must have been fucked by Kami multiple times in this life... surely it must be easier to die." Anko said, not at all caring if she swore in front of a now twelve year old Naruto.
Naruto found himself nodding to what Anko said, the thought of dying and simply getting this unbelievably screwed up life over and done with would have been easier than to just live in the same torment over and over again. He had lost faith in Kami long ago, when the torment just didn't stop and he resulted into being someone who just didn't give a flying fuck about the rules to life... and surely, he must have sinned a lot so he couldn't go to the 'Pure World'... he was probably sinning for even living or existing at this point.
"I mean, what can we do." Naruto grumbled out, heaving himself back onto the back rest of the couch, throwing his sake saucer onto the ground causing it to shatter into a million pieces on the ground, some of which probably fell between the cracks of the floorboards.
A pregnant silence washed over the two depressed and drunk individuals who shared each others pain of living for a brief moment, and in that moment, it felt like the cold embrace of life was trying to give them another reason to endure the torment, however, it was long gone for them now, along with the depressants of the alcohol going into overdrive into their minds, preventing them to think of anymore happy or at least neutral thoughts.
"I mean... no one loves me, I am called a 'Snake Whore' for simply being a student of a traitor, before he became one... and... well... I don't have that many friends, only you and Nai-chan..." Anko added, tears brimming in her mind and her slur becoming more prominent as all the torment that she has ever recieved in her lifetime coming to the forefront of her mind and plaguing her even further, "No one will really miss me... I guess I am better off dead." She murmured to herself, unable to hold back the tears at this point as she wailed in despair, causing Naruto to frown himself and shed tears as he could practically feel the pain of her.
"Anko-chan..." He murmured, somehow loud enough for Anko to hear, causing her to look towards him, her eyes watering with tears and her lip drooped into a large frown, even some snot running from her nostrils.
"What?" She questioned softly, before quickly looking down at the ground.
Naruto tried to place the words into his mouth, trying his best to relay into what he wanted. He eventually sighed and finally came out with it, "If you go, I will too."
The silence that ensured was basically defeaning, and they both could have sworn that they heard crickets in the room, even though it was only them in the room.
Anko stared at Naruto, her teary eyes wide in shock and her mouth opened and closed, in a funny impression of a fish, before she sighed to herself and shook her head in a negative fashion, "No. You are still young... although things may seem bad, they will improve." She stated, trying to change his mind off this topic. In her alcohol fueled thoughts, she didn't want someone so young to perish, especially her friend.
Naruto shook his head furiously at her, she could have sworn that his eyes flashed a deep, crimson red, "No! I have tried, no matter what I do, I am always jeered at, always ignored, always plagued by nightmares of the things I have witnessed, even the memory of me saving you somehow twisted into a nightmare where I lost you... I even doubt that my parents loved me" He yelled out, his breating now quickened as he brought up the disgusting memory, before he added in a much more quieter voice, trying his best to keep the tears within his tear ducts, "I just want this to end... I don't want to suffer anymore."
Anko visibly flinched at the amount of pain that Naruto had been keeping to himself, while she knew of some of the pain, she didn't know how deep it ran, how much it imprinted onto his mind, the fact that the memory of saving her twisted into a nightmare and doubting if his parents even loved him showed her just how much he was broken spiritually and emotionally. In her mind, she cursed the dumbasses that walked this village to do this to an innocent boy.
"Are you sure that this is the answer to your problems?" She asked, staring deeply into his tear filled blue eyes.
"Yes..." He breathed out, looking down at the couch cushions, before he brought his head up and staring into her eyes and offering a shaky smile, "Till death do us part?" He asked, knowing that it wasn't the right place or sense it was being used for.
Anko closed her eyes and gave a shaky nod, before she got up and headed to her tanned trenchcoat and pulling out a pair of kunai, while they were standard weapons, they were still effective and efficient if used correctly. As she walked back over to the couch, she felt her heart start racing a mile a minute, with the knowledge that they were going through with this was hard to think about.
However, their minds were set, and the alcohol wasn't making things better. They just wanted an escape... away from this awful life where Kami must have had fun gambling on, like some sort of sick game.
Extending a kunai out for Naruto to take, she sat back down on the couch, waiting for the moment to happen. He shakily accepted the kunai, his heart also racing, but for a different reason; he was excited. Excited to finally end his suffering and miserable life. No one will miss him, only Anko, and she was going with him.
Moving the kunai to his dominant hand, he grabbed Anko's free hand with his, and offered her a shaky smile, one of which she returned.
"On three?" He asked softly, getting a soft nod in return, he brought the kunai to his heart, after moving away the final remnants of his tattered and dirty jumpsuit.
Anko did the same, bringing the kunai just before her heart, allowing tears to brim once more as she gazed to Naruto, wanting him to be the final thing she sees before she was welcome to the dark abyss.
"One..." He begun, bringing the kunai even closer to his heart, with the tip poking him harshly as it greeted his bare skin. He felt the grip of Anko tighten on his arm, and he tried to respond to it in kind.
"Two..." He breathed out, his adrenaline pumping through his veins as the countdown to his death was coming closer and closer. It felt like he was on the trapdoor to the gallows with how tense it was making him.
Anko clenched her eyes shut, tears freely falling at this point, along with adding so much more strength into her hand that both clenched the kunai and Naruto's free hand, she was momentarily afraid that she would have broken it.
"Three!" With the final call and signal to do the deed, both Naruto and Anko used as much force as they could muster in their adrenaline fueled state to plunge the kunai into their chests.
PLORKK!
SCHLUK!
With the deed done, they both felt the life of them slowly drain away, as they could only muster enough energy to move slightly. Though they couldn't see the damage done to themselves, they could see it on the other.
Both kunais ended up hilt-deep into their chests, easily puncturing many veins and arteries and spilling blood everywhere from the wound, along with them feeling the cold embrace that was the metal from their chest cavity. With all the blood slowly, yet surely flowing out of their body, it was a certain death, they would be unable to go to the hospital and survive, and it would be an unwanted miracle if they did survive.
Then they probably be placed under suicide watch and under constant watch and be confined to the torment of life once again.
"Thank... you... for being my friend." Naruto wheezed out, coughing up a copious amount of blood and splattering the floor even more and if with the kunai seemingly sinking deeper into his chest. He had just enough energy and life in him to see that Anko was also having trouble breathing.
"No... problem." Flashing one more bloody smile, Anko and Naruto stopped breathing, and with their skin rapidly turning pale along with the combined blood of theirs mingling together on the couch, staining it forever, along with the rotting floorboards.
They died hand in hand, and even their blood proved the friendship and raw love between them, as it slowly formed into a bloody heart as they both fell silent... forever.
*DARK PART OVER - SORRY IF IT WAS HARD TO READ*
Naruto and Anko both expected to see a black abyss and have no sense of feeling from any of their senses for the rest of eternity, however, that was not the case.
As they both suddenly found themselves in a dull gray area, that seemed to ripple constantly, and the faint sounds of chattering and steps could be heard from all around them. As they continued to look around, eventually, their gaze landed onto each other once again, and in a flash, Anko was there hugging Naruto, with spectral tears flowing from her spectral figure.
"Oh, Naruto." She murmured out, her voice was heavily muffled by his own spectral figure, now that he could see his hands, as they had a surreal glow to them. He could also hear the faint echo in her voice, reaffirming that they were definately dead. Voices weren't normally echoed withouth the use of a voice enhancement device or jutsu.
"Anko." He murmured, hugging her as well, and placing his head in the crook of her neck as he continued to hug his best friend, in both life and death.
The hug conveyed all the love that they had for each other, even in death as they both were like that for who knows how long, before they eventually broke it and Anko stepped back a bit, however, she kept a grip on Naruto's hand, something which he was thankful for, but didn't voice it, as Anko probably knew the effect it had on him.
"Where are we, Anko?" Naruto asked, gazing around in the awfully dull place that constantly rippled like a drop of water kept on splashing on it.
"I don't know..." She answered truthfully, she didn't have an idea on what this place was or where they even were.
"Hmmm, two troubled and... tainted souls."
The deep and grumbly voice that spoke sent the hairs on the back of their necks to stand at attention, even causing Naruto's teeth to chatter violently as he felt something wash over him, he quickly gazed at Anko and saw that she was jerking her head around sporadically, trying to see who spoke or what caused it.
"Such a shame, two souls so young, yet so tainted to be in my domain."
This time, they truly felt like they were being watched, so they spun around as quickly as they could - which wasn't fast at all considering they felt frozen from the power they felt radiating around them. However, once they turned around, they met a sight that would be burned into their spectral eyes for the rest of time.
Floating a few inches of the ground was a large, creepy, yet powerful spectral figure that looked like it belonged out of a horror story.
It was a translucent, gaunt spectre with a demonic visage that truly brought out the creepiness factor. It is much larger than an average human, possessing long, shaggy, white hair, from which two red horns protrude, as well as purple-coloured skin. It is draped in a large white kimono and carries a set of prayer beads, however, its mouth is revealed to be full of sharp, jagged teeth, and a very long, almost serpentine tongue that is flickering in and out of its mouth, causing a small hissing noise.
"Ah, the bringer of peace; Naruto Uzumaki, Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune." His voice was deep and it felt like he was commanding such respect without even vocally speaking it, it felt like their instincts... or what ever was left of them demanding that they obey them. However, then his deadly visage landed onto Anko, and she looked paler than usual despite being a spectre of her body. "Anko Mitarashi, bearer of the Curse Mark from Orochimaru, friend of Naruto Uzumaki. Welcome to my domain of Limbo.
It suddenly caught up to Naruto with what the translucent, demonic figure said about him, and he was curious, he never heard of those parts, "Wait! What do you mean 'Bringer of Peace' and 'Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi'?" He asked the large figure slowly floating over to them.
A deep, booming chuckle was heard that visibly sent shivers down their spectre bodies. "Child, what I mean is that you are the jailor for the Kyuubi, the one that attacked the village of Konohagakure twelve years ago, where the Yondaime Hokage sealed it in you with the help of yours truly-" He spoke in a rather arrogant tone of voice as he did a mock bow, before he quickly added on, his grin seemingly becoming wider with each syllable, "-and, you were destined to become the paragon of peace for the Elemental Nations, believing in Peace and Love and not War and Power, however, it seems that Kami overlooked a small detail, and that is 'Human Nature' as evident of youself and Anko being here right now, dead and not alive."
Naruto seemed to be gobsmacked as he took in the information, just his luck, of course he happened to have the worst possible luck, the fact that he wasn't overreacting right now was due to his fear of the pressure that was surrounding him and the fact that he was already dead, so it didn't concern him anymore. His entire life has been one major fuck-up after another, and it all started when he was yet a child.
Anko however, was looking into details more carefully, the fact that he said 'help from yours truly' meant that he was there and helped with the sealing, then her brain was quickly connecting the dots after the stories of how the Yondaime Hokage sacrificed himself in order to seal the beast that attacekd the village. Now she knew who was floating in front of them. "Sh-Shinigami-sama." She muttered out, her eyes wide and whitted out as her spectral body basically folded in on itself when she tried to bow.
Naruto's eyes widened as well, he was quiet literally within the presence of one of the Holy Trinity, so he quickly followed Anko, ignoring the tingly sensation that was occuring within his body.
The Shinigami raised a non-existent eyebrow at the reception, he surely would have expected more, however, being an entity for as long as he has been, he probably has seen everything.
"Rise." He simply said, wathcing the two spectres in front of him unfold from themselves, but was looking slightly interested in the way that they were acting, almost like they were shivering and convulsing. It wasn't his doing, as he let go of the pressure when he did a mock bow. 'Interesting, yet another thing to piss Kami off. The pleasure.' He thought to himself, his grin widening at the thought of pissing his counterpart off like this, like he did many years ago.
"Uhm, Shinigami-sama, why are we here?" Anko questioned, getting her brain wrapped around things better, she too, ignored the tingly sensation that was happening all throughout her spectral body.
"Simple. To be judged." He said, watching the two of them carefully, however, when he recieved blank looks coming from them, he nerely grumbled to himself about kids losing humor. "Although, that would be the case. I cannot send you to Kami's domain, as your souls are tainted by evil, those you will be sent to Hell, where Yami, or Lucifer as he goes resides."
"What do you mean, we are going to Hell!?" Naruto yelled out to the Death God, ignoring the look that Anko was sending him. "How are we tainted!?" He yelled once again, his spectral body rapidly gaining a reddish hue to it.
"Simple, really." Shinigami merely rolled his shoulders, and pointed to Naruto, "Your soul has bonded with the Kyuubi and if you were to pass into the Pure World, would be ripped apart by the pureness, so Hell it is to you." He said, a dangerous glint in his eye, before he pointed to Anko, who was looking scandalized at the fact the God said she was tainted by evil, and she was still a virgin, so not tainted like that, "Your soul has bonded with the piece left by Orochimaru, thus cannot enter the Pure World for the same reason... and of course, you both commited many sins, one of them being suicide, thus cannot pass on either."
Naruto looked thoughtful for a second, it was annoying that he couldn't pass on to the Pure World, he didn't want to be anywhere near Kami, the person who decided to fuck his life over so badly, the fact that he bonded to the beast was a scary thought, but ultimately thought of all the things he could do if he could ever return to the mortal realm. So he let a rather vulpine looking grin split his face as his eyes flashed a dangerous scarlet color.
Anko meanwhile, looked absolutely disgusted with herself at the thought of her former sensei's soul bonding with hers. To think all the time for revenge against him, and he had a very piece of his own soul in her... maybe that was how she kept on missing him, because he knew she was coming!
"Now, that is enough, I have a job to do, so ta-ta. You might find some changes happening to your bodies when you fall." Shinigami said, floating higher into the air before a demonic looking portal that was brimming with malice appeared behind Anko and Naruto, "Oh, and there are no rules in Hell. Have fun... or don't, I don't care."
With a simple wave of his spectral hand, he forced the souls back near the portal, where it suddenly whirred to life and was sucking them in with enough force to probably destroy a mountain easily. The Shinigami merely floated away, ignoring the screams that was coming from Naruto and Anko at the fact they were being sucked through the portal and into Hell.
He was going to indulge himself with a drink for denying the Child of Light and his friend into the Pure World, then rub it into Kami's face, as Kami had no jurisdiction over Hell, that was Lucifer's job.
It felt good to do that every once in a while.
END CHAPTER
Alright guys, let me know what you thought of this chapter, once again, I am sorry if it was too dark for you. This is for ages 13 and up, as it will contain lots of swearing, lewd remarks and adult themes.
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Like I mentioned, this might turn into a Harem fic, as it is in Hell, so there are no morals or rules/obligations to follow. If you haven't seen Hazbin Hotel, do so, it is funny and amazing so far.
Naruto will be a Kyuubi demon-humanoid, meaning he will have ears and nine tails, while Anko will be a Snake Demon, only fitting for her due to her summons, flexibility and her Cursed Mark.
If this story doesn't do well, then I will take it down in a few days, and if it does well, then I will leave it up for you to enjoy more.
