I'm sorry that I can't update faster… I blame school.
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Chapter 2: To Kill an Immortal
"Jashin-sama." Naruto said formally and calmly, bowing to him.
Jashin was visibly impressed by the amount of control the boy possessed. It wasn't every day you meet a boy who could face the god of destruction without attacking everything in sight.
"I have heard about you, Naruto-kun." The god said, throwing a red apple to the sky. He caught it in his skeletal-like hands and held onto it. It immediately crumbled beneath his grasp into dust. Such was the power of a god who brought out destruction. "More importantly, I have heard about your skill."
Naruto nodded, knowing why he was summoned here. He was being "lent out" to other gods again. He didn't mind it though, as it was a great chance to improve upon his skills so he could best serve his lord.
"I have heard about you also, Jashin-sama." he replied coolly, as the god smiled. It was a toothy grin and despite Naruto's control, he flinched away at the sight. Even he did not have enough control over his emotions to face pure decimation. "That you demand total destruction."
The Shinigami had called him to the room earlier in the day, looking pensive about something. Upon his arrival, the Shinigami's eyes narrowed towards him.
"Naruto-kun," the Shinigami had said, "I need you to do something. You don't have to, so it's your choice…"
Of course he hadn't refused.
After the Shinigami had told him who needed his assistance, he left and sent Jashin in, hence, his current situation.
"So, you're an informed little boy as well. Are your skills really that good as they, however?" Jashin grinned, before his entire form shimmered in a red glow. Naruto stood calmly as he felt a blade being pushed into his back. It seemed the god of destruction also preferred games.
At that moment of time, he phased through the blade and turned, facing Jashin's grinning face as he passed through him. Grabbing hold of the blade, he stared straight at Jashin.
"You will find that my skills are far above adequate." He told him emotionless. He wasn't trying to gloat because he didn't need to. This was just a test in mentality, to see if actually would. IT was obvious he passed. "Now, what is it you require of me, Jashin-sama?"
The god let out a full blown laugh, the stench of decay filtering into Naruto's nostrils because of the proximity of his mouth.
"Such a straightforward young man! Just like the Shinigami." roared out the god of death. Naruto's control almost faltered as a single thought of destruction and death swept past his defense. He almost attacked the god there, but the god soon stopped laughing. "So eager also."
He smiled at Naruto and he could hear his own fists crack as he tried to hold back his emotion.
"What is it you require of me, Jashin-sama?" He repeated.
"It would be obvious, wouldn't it? Your specialty is assassination and the art of killing." Jashin looked straight into Naruto's eyes that were hidden behind his sunglasses. He felt something crawl over his body, and he knew the god was serious. "I need you to kill someone."
Naruto nodded and allowed the god to continue.
"I need you to kill a very special man. As we speak right now, he should be traveling somewhere in the Fire Country, with an acquaintance of his. I require your specialized skills to… dispose of him."
"Why couldn't you ask your own Chosen to eliminate this man?"
Jashin looked down at Naruto, suddenly growing a few feet. He towered over him, sudden, reigned in rage cackling in the air. "Would you really ask a man to commit suicide, Naruto? Would you ask someone you raised yourself to do so?"
Naruto said nothing.
Jashin returned to his normal state quickly, smiles and all.
"My former Chosen has also has an ally, who I believe will catch your interest. For over three hundred years, this man has lived. Longer than a regular human at his worst, I believe this man has found something of a temporary immortality." Naruto nodded and registered this information in his head, storing it away for when he would need it. "I offer this information as payment for your services."
"We will see," Naruto murmered, to which the god grinned.
"Do not worry, I trust that this information will help you later on. Now, for my former Chosen. He has wronged me recently, in a considerable way." He told Naruto, "As you know, I am the God of Destruction. I reign over the domain of destruction, and I demand total destruction. This trait also passes onto my subordinates. I demand total destruction every time my power is being used. This man has broken my creed and for that capital crime, his life is forfeit."
"Then his life is mine," Naruto assured Jashin. He turned to leave, but Jashin stopped him with his laugh.
"Are you so confident in your skills to believe that you can kill an immortal?"
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The three of them panted, caught up in Kakuzu's black threads. Each was perspiring an incredible amount, exhausted from battling the S-Ranked Missing Nin. They knew their ends would be near.
Naruto watched them all from the shadows, hiding as he had been taught. He would need to wait for the opportune time, which he felt would come soon. Then, he would strike.
More moments passed, as the group below him exchanged words. The "Immortal" with the five hearts was calmly talking to them, and their faces twisted into shock.
Naruto wasn't going after Jashin's Chosen right now. He knew where he would be, and he knew he would kill him later. It was only a matter of time.
Kakuzu's fire mask let out a powerful fire jutsu, and Naruto knew his time would be soon.
"Gufuu Suika no Jutsu (Typhoon Water Vortex Technique)." Two voices called out simultaneously.
A wall of water came forward, spurred on by a gust of wind from behind. It collided with the fire and doused it, as two new figures entered the battlefield.
One had a strange looking forehead protector that wrapped down past his chin. He wore the standard Jonin vest of Konoha and had brown hair on top of his head.
The other one caught Naruto's attention more, however. He had bright blonde hair, spiked upwards and tipped with black. His eyes were a coal black, but held a hidden mirth in them. He was a little short, but he looked sturdy enough. His clothes were horrible, however. He wore an open bright orange vest that sparkled in the sunlight. Underneath he wore a red shirt, with a spiral symbol on it. He had on baggy pants, tied with a bandage with a kunai pouch wrapped there. He wore the standard shinobi sandals and the not so standard beaming grin of a shinobi.
"It is I, Namikaze Ryoma-sama of Konoha at your sevice!" He announced loudly, causing the other shinobi there to sweat drop. He put one hand on his hip and pointed the other at Kakuzu. "I'll be your opponent!"
In the shadows, Naruto almost smacked his head in exasperation. What kind of shinobi announced his presence like that?
The Akatsuki member chuckled, before nodding his head. "I accept your 'challenge' then, boy."
Ryoma grinned, and then rushed him while making a hand seal.
"Kage Bushin no Jutsu." He shouted, two clones poofing into existence beside him.
They all attacked at once, while the other man who had come with Ryoma joined the other three and got them out of the threads.
One of the boy's clones flew into the air, while the original and the other clone stayed on the ground. The wind mask on Kakuzu shot out a huge gust of wind, blowing the clone away. The fire mask concentrated on the lower two, a stream of fire billowing from it. Ryoma's clone had picked the boy up, tossing him into the air. In his hand, a spiraling blue ball was formed.
"Rasengan!" He shouted, as the ball crashed into Kakuzu. It blew him back a few feet, but he was still on his legs and looked slightly amused.
"You did all that just to hit me with some thing as weak as that?" He questioned, slightly bemused.
"Nope." The boy replied cheekily. "I did it for something like this."
From behind Kakuzu, the last clone sprang up. In his hand was a kunai, which he tried to impale upon Kakuzu's back. It was blown away, dropping the kunai at Kakuzu's feet, by the wind mask.
"Did you really believe that would work on me?" He asked in a laughing matter.
"Truthfully, no." Ryoma said, a grin spreading across his lips and a hand reaching to the back of his head to scratch.
From the shadows, Naruto silently stood watch. This boy was clearly was not meant to be a fighter. He could make an excellent tactician or strategist, but he clearly lacked the strength. Though Naruto had never seen that attack before, he could see the potential it could have.
Then his eyes went to the kunai at Kakuzu's feet. There was a small tag attached to it and it was sizzling. He saw Kakuzu's eyes widen before the tag exploded where he had been standing and covered the area in a cloud of smoke.
"Well, that worked unexpectedly." Ryoma commented. He clapped both of his hands together, as if dusting them off, and turned his back. "That's why you don't mess with the friends of Namikaze Ryoma!"
With his back turned, Kakuzu sprang forth from the smoke caused by the explosion. His fire mask was aimed right at Ryoma, who had no time to react. He stood there in shocked silence as the man charged him.
Naruto decided it was time. He put his right hand into his sleeve, grasping a small piece of metal in his sleeve. It changed forms in his hands as he wasted a moment's concentration on his power. Pulling the newly formed katana out of his sleeve, he dashed forth, intercepting the path of Kakuzu. With his speed, he cut a single slash through the fire mask. It split into two pieces and fell to the floor, where the embers of the oncoming attack sizzled out of existence.
The other onlookers were shocked. This man had just come from nowhere and possibly had saved Ryoma's life.
"Kakuzu. I know nothing of how you managed to escape the Shinigami's gaze for so long. Know this, however," He said calmly to the man who stood in front of hi, staring at him with the same shocked look of the others. He angled the katana towards him and his eyes flashed red, "You will not escape mine."
Darting forward, he held the katana horizontally in front of him. Kakuzu had snapped out of his shocked state by now and was preparing a wind jutsu.
"Futon: Genjuu Shippu! (Strong Gale!)" He held his fingers to his mouth and blew. A strong gust of wind came forward, pushing aside everything in its path. Naruto reversed his grip on his blade and stabbed it into the ground to keep himself stationary. No one else was lucky though. They were all blown back and into the trees, save Ryoma, who had created Shadow Clones and had used them to keep his hold on the ground. Taking one look at him, Naruto knew the boy was exhausted. He just couldn't tell why.
Keeping one hand on his blade, he brought the other behind him and used his body to shield his hand from the wind. He twirled his hand in the wind, and concentrated. He felt an imaginary weight drop into his hand. With careful precision, he threw it towards Kakuzu. As if the wind was not even affecting it, it sailed through the gale and hit Kakuzu's wind mask. The wind stopped, and Naruto pulled the blade out of the ground.
Kakuzu still stood in front of him, looking amazed as to how someone could have thrown a kunai against the wind. He was even more surprised when Naruto had suddenly appeared in front of him, the blade against his throat.
"Before I kill you, I want to ask you a question. How have you lived so long?" Naruto looked at him straight in the eye. He wasn't afraid. He looked ready for something.
Kakuzu chuckled merrily. "Who says I'm alive?" He countered.
Naruto raised an eyebrow at this, before he cut across the junction separating his neck and his head. His head dropped to the floor with a smile, as his body fell along with him. He looked curiously down on him.
"Dead?" He asked himself quietly, thinking out loud. "Dead, yet animated. An animated corpse?"
He looked skywards, hearing a few birds chirping and the sound of footsteps.
"Impossible. We would have been alerted before." He looked down at Kakuzu's corpse, examining it. "So then, what are you?"
"Who are you?!" A loud, high pitched voice screeched in his ear. Even from underneath the cover of his hood, his brain rattled.
"I'm no one." He answered, doing his best to keep his voice calm. He never knew a man's voice could be this loud and high pitched. "Lower your voice. There is still one enemy left."
"Afraid not." A voice called from the shadows.
"Shikimaru! You're alright!" Ryoma shouted, causing everyone but Naruto in the immediate vicinity to shiver from his voice. It wouldn't do good for someone with his reputation to shiver at the sound of someone's voice.
"Shut up, you idiot!" Two female, equally as loud and high pitched, yelled. He heard a thud and someone collapsing to the floor.
"Geez, such a troublesome guy." The newcomer, whom Ryoma had called Shikimaru, had said. He turned to face Naruto, "Though I am curious. Who are you?"
Naruto looked at him, and started walking towards him. "Is he dead?" He asked, gnoring his question.
"He's as dead as he'll be." He said, stepping in front of Naruto to bar his way. "Now, who are you?"
"I'm nothing but an imagination." He responded. In turn, the man pulled out a kunai and held it to Naruto's throat.
"None of your troublesome answers. No normal person could have created a kunai out of thin air. No normal person could have defeated a S-Ranked Nukenin just like that." He pressed the kunai even more against Naruto's throat, drawing a thin line of blood there. "You don't seem like an enemy. Then again, I could always be wrong."
"You don't seem like a stupid person." Naruto countered. His hand shot upwards and in a flash, the kunai that had been pointing at Naruto's throat was towards Shikimaru's, "Then again, I could be wrong."
"Shikimaru!" The loud voice called again. Seemed like he had regained consciousness. "Are you aright?"
"I'm fine," Shikimaru grumbled, staring at Naruto's neck curiously. Just a second before, there had been a line of blood across Naruto's neck from the wound. Now, only the blood was left.
"Stop playing around, kit." Naruto heard the familiar voice call to him. From his shadow raised the Kyuubi, who was in his old man form. "You got a job, then we can go home and get some dinner. I'm hungry."
Naruto sighed, and lowered the kunai. "You don't even eat, Kyuubi-san. You are right though. I do feel the Shinigami's pull. We should finish here quickly, then go our next mission."
The older shinobi froze at the name of the man, while the others struggled to remember it.
Naruto put the kunai into his sleeve, before turning and bowing to the group.
"I take my leave now." He told them, placing a hand on Shikimaru's head. The boy's eyes went blank as Naruto searched his mind, much to the dismay of the other shinobi. Finding the piece of information he wanted, he pulled it from his mind and added it to his own thoughts. "I was nothing but a figment of your imagination. I was never here. May our paths never cross again."
The Kyuubi went back into Naruto's shadow, as he lifted one hand from his sleeve. He raised it and snapped.
All the other's saw was the quick snap of his fingers and him breaking apart into flying daggers. Daggers that were coming right at them all.
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He jumped from tree to tree, the hood on his head bouncing slightly with every time he hit the tree branches. He made no sound as he moved, no sound to mark his passing. Nothing was disturbed in his movement, not even the air itself. That was how quickly he moved. Within seconds, he was there. The place he had taken from Shikimaru's memories. The place where he had buried Hidan, the Chosen of Jashin. He never expected to see a man in a venus fly trap there.
He was moving through the wires that dangled above the grave, conversing with himself.
"Did a real number on him. Have to bring him to Pein-sama." He said to himself.
"Perhaps. Maybe Kakuzu is not yet dead." Someoneone else said, sounding much like a machine. "Then his recovery with be all the more easy."
He quietly sat in the trees, waiting to see what the man would do. Maybe he would dig up Hidan, so he wouldn't have to.
The man leaned over the grave, looking it over.
"We'll do it quickly, and then see if Kakuzu-dono needs assistance." The normal voice said.
The man inside the plant nodded, and started digging. Hours passed, as the man made his slow descent into hole, digging deeper and deeper. The entire time, Naruto sat still and watched from his position on the tree, his senses alert.
After the fifth hour, where the sun near setting, he heard noises. Straining his ears, he could make out what they were saying.
"I don't see what you mean, Jiraiya-kun." A feminine voice said, "The others say Shikimaru came from this direction, but do you really think the body would still be here? It's been five hours. The plant man, Zetsu, could have already taken it. Or it could all be a trap! Remember when we found them with Kakuzu's body, but none of them could remember how he had died. And how Shikimaru didn't even know where Hidan was. I'm telling you, this could all be a trap."
"Tsunade, relax." The male voice responded, "It's not like anyone out here could beat two of the Sannin at the same time."
Naruto peered at them through the trees. One, the male, had red garbs on an long white hair. The other, the female, had blonde hair and looked far younger than her companion. The man had called them Sannin, so they had to be high leveled ninjas. He looked back at the plant man, Zetsu. He wasn't finished finding Hidan yet, and the two were nearing closer and closer. If they got too close, they would stop Zetsu and he would never get to Hidan.
It took him only a moment to decide, before he shimmered once and disappeared from the human mind.
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Jiraiya sighed again, as Tsunade kept listing the countless number of reasons why someone would set a trap for them. It had been fine at first, but it was now getting annoying.
"Tsunade-hime." He politely said, "If this is a trap, don't you think you should be quieter about all this?"
Tsunade paused midway in her sentence, before taking on a pensive look and quieting down. Jiraiya looked to the sky and thanked whatever god was listening.
"That's not where you should be looking." A quiet, calm voice said from somewhere behind them. Tsunade's and Jiraiya's heads snapped towards the direction of the voice, shuriken in their hands. They threw them to where they heard the voice, only to hit nothing.
"The gods don't live in the sky." The quiet, calm voice said, this time coming from somewhere above them. "In fact, they don't even live in this dimension."
More shuriken were in their hands, and left just as quickly. They soared into the air above them at high speeds, only to hit nothing.
"Where is he?" Tsunade growled, more shuriken in her hands, "It's like he's throwing his voice."
"Not exactly." The voice called to them again. For a third time, their weapons went through the air and hit nothing.
"Chikishou…" cursed Jiraiya, "We'll never hit him if he keeps running."
"I'm not running. You just keep missing." This time, Tsunade left her weapons and slammed a fist into the ground. Her immense strength caused Jiraiya to have to jump high into the air to avoid the following shockwave.
"Stop running!" She screamed, another fist slamming into the ground. More of the ground broke, and the voice chuckled.
"You need to stop doing this, kit. Don't let them control you." An old, elderly voice called. An old man with red clothes and white hair walked into their line of vision.
From the shadows, Naruto sighed. He shook his head, clearing the voices from his head. They were coming more frequently now and with more force.
"Gomen, Kyuubi-san." He walked into the clearing, to the shocked faces of the two Sannin. He knew they weren't looking shocked about him. They were looking shocked about what he had said before. Just like the other two veteran shinobi, these two also remembered the horrors the Kyuubi had wrought. "I will try to control myself better."
The Kyuubi turned to face them, looking at their shocked faces. "Maybe you should start by not calling me the Kyuubi in front of those who know of my legendary acts."
"Perhaps," He mused. This pair would need to be taken care of, but the fact they were still moving in his territory showed they had a strong mental defense. He would need to lower them, so he would be able to do his work.
By now, the two were stirring from their reverie. He could probably take out one of them while he could, to save some time now instead of taking them both out at the same time later when they were fully aware.
He dashed forward, a slim club forming in his hand. He was fast, one of the fastest alive, but he wasn't fast enough to take them both out. He ran right up to the blonde and bashed her in the head with the club. He didn't even use all his strength, but it was enough to send the formidable woman crashing to the ground and forming a small crater upon impact.
Unfortunately, it was too strong and the wood that he imagined for his club was too weak. It had split into many different parts and dissipated shortly after. He didn't have enough time to create a new one, before the white haired one had seen what had happened to his partner. He retaliated quickly, quicker than someone who looked his apparent age could move, and brought his foot around. It nearly slammed into the back of Naruto's skull, but he darted away and ended up nearly 10 feet away in a matter of nanoseconds.
"You're pretty fast kid." The white haired man said, "But I've got some questions I want you to answer."
Naruto looked like he was staring at him. In actuality, he was staring at the tree behind him.
"You know I'm a Sannin. Speed won't do you good against someone of my caliber. Just give up and answer my questions before I have to hurt you." Jiraiya pulled a kunai from his pouch and leveled it at the Kyuubi, who was slowly approaching him. "Don't come any closer. I don't know who you are, but you must be a shameful person to adopt the name of that monster."
"Relax. I can't do anything to you except say stuff. He," He pointing a finger at Naruto, who was walking towards Tsunade, "However, could kill you so easily in this place, it wouldn't even be funny."
"This place?" He questioned, as Naruto put his hand on Tsunade's forehead. He reached into her mind, pulling out memory after memory of this encounter. His face looked strained for a moment, as they stared whispering to him.
"Go on, kill her. She's lying there so helplessly."
"Yeah, go on. Do it. She tried to interrupt our mission. Don't you just want to-," The voice got no further, as Naruto took his hand off the woman's forehead and banished the memories far off into the deep recesses of his mind.
"This place is all his domain, all in his mind." The Kyuubi responded, a small gracing his old lips, "It's his imagination."
Jiraiya scoffed, "Imagination. An old looking kid like you still believes in your imagination?"
Naruto swiftly turned his head towards him and raised a hand. "Why shouldn't I? The mind is the most dangerous weapon after all. As the Chosen of the Shinigami, it's my job to utilize the most dangerous weapons of all to do his bidding."
Jiraiya looked at him in a disbelieving way, before twisting his lips into a smile. Then he ran towards Naruto. He didn't get a single centimeter closer before the tree that was behind him reached out with its branches and caught him in a vice-like grip.
"I could tell you everything about me. How I am the son of Uzumaki Kushina and Namikaze Minato, the container of the Nine-Tailed fox. How I became the servant whom the Shinigami entrusted to do his bidding. I could describe to you the experience of walking into the deepest pits of hell and fighting your worst nightmares. You could choose to believe all of it or not. It wouldn't matter." His eyes flashed red, "You're going to forget everything that happened here and you're going to provide me with some valuable information, like where Orochimaru is."
Jiraiya looked shocked. That's why the boy seemed familiar. He couldn't believe it though. It just seemed so unlikely and so unimaginable. Then the last thing he said struck him.
"Why do you need to find Orochimaru?"
Naruto said nothing, as he stepped to Jiraiya and placed a hand on his forehead. This would be painful. The man was still conscious and he would be ripping out many memories from him.
It was lucky, however, that he ran into this man.
Now, he knew where Orochimaru was, who he was, and most important of all, what he feared the most.
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He left the two in the middle of the woods, after returning them to reality and hanging them from a branch. They would eventually get out, but he would be long gone by then.
He returned to his perch on top of his tree just in time to see Zetsu excavating the final parts of Hidan out of his hole.
"Hurry up, you damn freak!" The Immortal yelled, "I want to get back to Konoha as soon as possible and beat the shit out of that kid!"
Zetsu muttered some choice words, before throwing the last piece of Hidan, his leg, out of the hole. His foot smacked his head, and he cursed more.
"Watch where you're throwing that, you retarded plant!"
Zetsu mumbled some more, before jumping up and out of the hole. He picked up the assorted body parts of Hidan, leaving only the head left lying on the floor. He bent over Hidan's head to pick it up, before the created kunai that Naruto threw hit Hidan's arm.
"Ah!" Hidan screamed out, "That hurt like a bitch!"
Zetsu, as soon as the kunai hit Hidan's arm and disappeared, dropped all of his body parts on top of Hidan and made hand seals.
"Nai Hayashi no Jutsu! (Art of the Dead Forest!)" He cried out, both of his voices saying it at the same time. From everywhere around him burst pale looking vines with wicked looking thorns spreading out of them in all directions. It looked like these thorns excreted some acidic liquid as droplets of something were dripping off the thorns and hitting the ground with a sizzle. He lifted his arms and controlled them with them, all the while staying in the same place and looking around cautiously.
As soon as Naruto had thrown his kunai he had immediately darted through the trees to another position. Now he looked down upon Zetsu, who was near directly under him.
He watched the vines twirling around the plant man and knew his imaginary blades would not be able to harm anything already dead. He would need something solid for this. He tapped the brush underneath him, causing a few leaves to fall to the ground. He decided that this wood would be strong enough, and jumped from the tree. A second later, a vine came bursting through the branch, ripping it apart and dissolving it.
Naruto, who was four trees over, was palming the branch he was standing on. He closed his eyes, knowing it would be difficult to manipulate something already living.
"Forgive me, Etainushi-sama." He whispered, his voice being heard by Zetsu. Viens came in his direction, but he was quicker. He picked up the spear he had just created from the branch and hurled it with all his might.
It ripped past the vines, cutting its way through them in a single second. Few drops of acid spilled onto it, but not enough to slow it down. Finally, it hit Zetsu. With a sickening thud, it impaled itself into his side. Both voices let out a simultaneous scream, to which Naruto cringed at. He should have just aimed for his head, but he wanted him alive to see if he had more information on Kakuzu. It really didn't make sense to him, how Kakuzu had escaped the notice of the Shinigami for so long, how he had escaped his notice for so long. If one man could bypass the Shinigami;s law, how many others were there? He needed to know.
The vines around Zetsu slowly crumbled, sinking back into the ground where they had come from. Zetsu had collapsed on the floor where Naruto's spear had impaled him, a pool of blood spilling from his wound. Hidan, who had been screaming the entire time and had heard Zetsu's scream, was screaming past all his body parts to try and get a feel for what was going on outside.
"What the hell is happening! Dammit Zetsu! Get me outta here you damned plant!"
On the floor, Zetsu coughed up blood as Naruto walked by calmly.
"Who are you?" wheezed out the Akatsuki member, coughing out another load of blood as he talked.
"I am nothing but an imagination," came Naruto's response, which he used every time someone asked him that inevitable question.
Zetsu smiled a little before falling to the ground, seemingly unconscious. Naruto ignored him for now, opting instead to kick aside his body and towards Hidan. He shuffled off all the body parts and placed them in a neat pile, where he would destroy them over and over until they stayed dead. Atop the pile, he placed the scowling head of Hidan.
"Who the hell are you?" he questioned, venom lacing his words.
"I am no one." He answered calmly, despite the obvious anger directed at him by Hidan.
"You bastard! You're one of those freaks that always answer in some damn cryptic ways! If I had my body, I would wipe the floor with your damn ass, then go to your mother and-,"
The Immortal Head was silenced as Naruto reached into his arm sleeve and pulled out a four foot katana. He pointed it directly at Hidan's eye socket.
"You may be something of an immortal, but if you open your mouth once more, I will make you blind." His threat hung evident in the air and Hidan quieted down, the man taking Naruto's threat completely seriously, "Now, do you know why you must die?"
It was what he always had to ask. It wasn't required of him, but it was part of his moral code. If he had the time, stop to tell someone why they were about to die. Otherwise, it was rude.
Hidan looked up defiantly at Naruto, playing a game. Naruto, however, was in no mood for games. He never was.
With one quick thrust, the blade he had formed was impaled upon Hidan's eye. The man let out a loud scream, the pain tearing through him. Naruto pulled out the blade, the eye popping out of its socket with a sickening squelch.
"What the hell was that!" He yelled, not knowing how the pain was affecting him so much. Normally, he wouldn't feel it due to his contract with Jashin, but this… The pain was nigh on unimaginable.
"That was your subservience with Jashin being broken. Now, do you know the reason why you must die?" Naruto told him calmly, flicking the blade to his left and dislodging the eye stuck on its tip. It flew in the air and landed on the ground a little ways away.
"You fucking sonofa-," Hidan ignored his question, and Naruto let out a sigh.
"Fine," He said quietly. He stabbed the blade into the ground and kneeled beside the still screaming head of Hidan. Placing one hand on the yelling man's head. he closed his eyes. He concentrated, feeling for that cold warmth that was found in the deepest parts of this man's mind.
Slow visions of slaughter and blood crossed his mind as he searched, tuning the screams of the man out. Finally, he found what he sought. He forcefully pulled the memory from the man's mind, a name coming along with it.
He removed his hand from the head, which had gone silent.
"What the hell did you do?" He whispered, horror struck.
"I am an assassin. I do what I do best."
He raised one hand, spreading his fingers out. He snapped two fingers, and four walls spread up around them, closing them off from the outside world. For a few moments, nothing was heard, seen, or done. It was like the calm before the storm. Then, the endless landscape of white came.
He took off his sunglasses and looked at him with his spiral-like pupils. Then he spoke.
"You're not immortal. It's all just a matter of times I have to kill you for you to die."
He looked straight at Hidan, who's eyes had widened in horror as thousands of blades appeared around him. All of them shot forward at once and his cries were drowned out in the hail of steel.
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Whew, that was difficult. It's been so long. I'm back though.
Anyways, next chapter preview.
Chapter 4: Naruto's Mentality. What exactly are the voices Naruto hears? Explanations about Naruto will be answered, just ask, and I'll try to add it in for the next chapter. I'll also be giving out some stuff, like his bloodline and his mother. Also, the introduction of another God's Chosen and a mission for Naruto.
Any things you see wrong in this chapter, please tell me and I'll fix it.
Dokugin
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Page Count: 12
Time: Once again, I have no idea…