AN: I don't own naruto, Call of Duty, blah, blah, blah.

Here's the next chapter.

Chapter 1

Two Weeks Later, Vorkuta

Two weeks. Two long weeks since his incarceration. The shock has long since left him. He tried to meet this situation with the same enthusiasm he always had, by force if he had two. But, the depression is so palpable that you could practically feel it. Jokes got him blank stares, laughter got him hit by the guards, and boasting accomplished nothing. He knew he was naively trying to hold onto something. Something he could focus on so he doesn't fall into a depressive state like the rest. But resistance was futile.

He couldn't laugh anymore. He didn't boast, he didn't even talk much anymore. And his jokes were weaker than a sheet of wet toilet paper. What was worse, he was beginning to get claustrophobic. He would start to hyperventilate when he was forced into some of the smaller tunnels. And his dreams mostly consist of the ceiling collapsing on him and him never waking up. Worse, he had started to believe that the dreams becoming real would be the better alternative than this hell.

It's been only two weeks, he knew he wouldn't last.

A Month Later, Vorkuta

Another tunnel collapsed. There were fifteen dead, twenty-six dying, and upwards of fifty wounded. Naruto had suffered a large gash along the back of his leg. If he was normal, he would need it amputated because there was no health care here. And even if he managed to keep his leg, he'd be left with a limp for the remainder of his life. Fortunately, he was a jinchuriki so he'll heal. But the seal that was placed on him like everyone else slowed the process by a considerable margin.

He was just returning to his cell because wounds and sickness won't stop you from working. He laid on the slab of stone that was his bed. His thoughts drifting to the man responsible for him still being around, Viktor Reznov. He had tried to slit his throat with a jagged chip of stone, but Reznov had caught his arm and told him to wait for the opportune moment. He didn't understand then and he still doesn't understand now. Is he supposed to kill himself before everyone else, or someone else so he wouldn't further stain the sheets with his blood?

He was torn from his thoughts when the cell door opened. In came Viktor Reznov looking the same as he did when Naruto first arrived. "It hurts, doesn't it?" the man asked. "You and I are not so different, child. You and I and everyone kept prisoner here are alike. We are all soldiers without an army. Betrayed by our country. Abandoned by our comrades. Forgotten by those we held dear."

"But there is something that makes me different from everyone here," continued the man, catching Naruto's interest. "I am not willing to lie down like some dog and let this be my fate."

"So what are you gonna do?" interjected Naruto. "Make a prison break?" The look on Reznov's face was answer enough. "You can't be serious! You'll die! I-it can't be done." Naruto's voice wavered and cracked as he spoke.

"You are still young and you have much to learn, child, but anything can be accomplished with enough time and determination. Tell me, do you know of the legend that surrounds Vorkuta?" At Naruto's affirmative no, he carried on. "There is a legend that there is a treasure of power that rests in the very depths of Vorkuta. Anyone who wields it will have the capability of ushering in a new era. That is why most are sent here when the crimes do not demand as such."

"You must understand child that half of those here did no wrong, except perhaps angering the wrong people. We are sent to die here so that those in power can stay in power. And the rich mineral deposits make it all the more profitable. But this is a double edged sword. There is a power, a freedom, in being forgotten as we are. Those…fools are so firm in their belief of the strength of this prison that they live their lives with no fear of retribution. This makes them weak, complacent, while we grow strong toiling as we are."

"But how?" asked Naruto. "How are we supposed to get free? We're not strong enough. No one is."

"Not alone. But together, we can create an army that can and will cast down these shackles of oppression and torment. If you were to merely look, you'd see many promising recruits. But I cannot do this alone. I need your help, child."

"Why would you need my help?" asked Naruto.

"I would like to use your diminutive stature to our advantage. You can traverse areas others cannot. You can easily slip past the guards. This window of opportunity is closing. As you grow older, the bigger you'll become. Everyone in an army serves a purpose. No one is forgotten. Would you join me child?"

"H-hai," choked out Naruto. Only Iruka and the Ichiraku's believed in him this much. To find someone else, even if they are prisoners, was very refreshing. "What do you need me to do?"

Viktor smiled at the fire that appeared in the child's eyes. It was good to see it because it told him the child, Naruto, would not give up so easily again. "Every journey begins with a single step. For step one, I'll need you to…"

Five Months Later, Tetsu no Kuni, Hidden Oto Base

'Why? Why would you do this Nii-san?'

'Why? To test my power, nothing more. Everyone here was just a means to an end.'

"Liar!" shouted out Sayuri. It was not to long ago that Orochimaru came to her and delivered another shocking revelation. Itachi was ordered to kill her clan. By the Hokage and elders no less. The fact that her older brother, her reason for existing so she can get revenge, had ended up lying to her about why he did kill her clan caused a mental breakdown.

But this is exactly what Orochimaru wanted. The man stood on a balcony as he observed his newest pupil systematically dismember a number of failed experiments. With her mental defenses shattered, he was able to come in and properly mold her. It was immensely amusing to the man as he watched her hatred for Konoha grow by leaps and bounds. She became all the more willing to learn and grow. He wasn't delusional however. He knew that given the chance, Sayuri would run off after her older brother to at least get answers. That was the main reason for traveling around so often. That pesky older Uchiha had come sniffing around his bases.

"You lied to me! Even then you protected me. W-why?" She started to sob near the end.

Orochimaru Shunshined (Body Flicker) down to the arena. "Because Itachi-kun loved his village before his clan. But he loved you more than he did his village. He was willing to cast himself into the fires of hell itself if it would mean you would be safe," said the snake.

Sayuri quickly wiped her eyes. "Just give me more power so that I can make the Leaf pay."

Six Months Later, Vorkuta

It's been a little over a year since he was tossed into this damnable prison. But Naruto was no longer mad at him being here. He was actually glad. The prisoners treated him better than the 'honorable' citizens of Konoha ever did. Most here had worked for the various villages around. So finding a taijutsu expert and a kenjutsu specialist wasn't as hard as most would think. And it was all because of Reznov and his plan that he was able to meet them.

As the days pass, their numbers slowly swelled. They almost matched the numbers of guards and some were beginning to be a bit jittery. He couldn't blame them. Freedom seemed so close that they could practically taste it. But that wasn't what occupied his thoughts right now. No. What did was this faint tug he felt every now and then. He didn't feel sick. He'll ask Reznov later.

Three Months Later, Vorkuta

Naruto was crawling through some of the narrowest tunnels he has come across. Not even two days ago, while everyone was working, he made a dash into the tunnels. The guards didn't chase after him because they saw no reason to. The reason for him breaking away from everyone was because of that constant tug. It's been driving him insane. He's lucky he gets ten minutes of sleep before the tug would come back stronger than last time.

He didn't know where he was and he didn't care. He was just following the tug,using the dim light from the lantern to show him the way. He vaguely remembered the conversation he had with Reznov.

Flashback

Naruto was nervous as he came up to the man who had essentially saved him all those months ago. He sometimes wondered if this is what Haku felt like with Zabuza. He shook that thought away, best not to dwell on the past. They had just come back from one of their meetings with the other inmates about the planned prison break and he knew that this was the best time he could ask.

"Reznov?" he asked.

"What is it child?"

"Um, I don't know how to say this, but as of late, there's been this feeling I get, it kind of feels like someone is pulling or tugging me. I don't know what's going on."

"Ah, that is both simple and yet complicated. You see, remember how I told you about the power that lies beneath Vorkuta? It is believed that every now and then that the power would call out to someone. Both prisoner and guard have fallen to this. It starts out as a passing feeling one would experience when they have forgotten something. Then it acts as a young child would, by pulling and tugging at them to follow. The longer one resisted, the harder it became to ignore. It drove many mad and everyone who was heard its call has gone to look for it, but have never returned."

Naruto paled at this. "Yo-you don't think…?"

"I do. The power has called out to you. And sooner or later you'll answer."

Flashback End

So here he was, following the tug. He's past many skeletons along the way, bodies of those that came before, caught in cave ins, died of dehydration, or a number of things he didn't bother thinking of. Of the little water he managed to take with him, not a drop remained, and he was feeling the effects. He stumbled into a wall to catch his breath when the wall collapsed beneath his weight. He fell through and slid down a sharp slope with a yell of surprise.

When he reached the bottom, he took a moment to gather himself before looking the way he came. It seemed that the area he was in before had collapsed completely, judging by the various rocky protrusions sticking out of the wall. "Well, I guess I'm not going back that way."

With no choice, he moved forward. As he did, he noticed how large the area he was in actually was. The ceiling was so high he had to strain to see it. Then there was the fact the place was littered with stalagmites and stalactites so large that they easily dwarfed him. Finally, there was a glowing moss everywhere. It was curious to him. He made it halfway through, or what he hoped was halfway, when the trail came to an abrupt halt. So into his observations of the cavern he nearly fell into the pit before him. He managed to catch onto the ledge on reflex.

"Looking down, his breath caught when he saw the rows and rows of stalagmites ready to impale him. He climbed back up and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Getting back to his feet, he groaned when he realized that he had to somehow get across. If he was able to use chakra, he'd be able to stick to the walls and just walk across, but that wasn't an option.

He paced along the edge, taking occasional glances before going back to thinking. It was only after his fifth pass, when he made it to one of the walls, did he take another look. There before him was a handhold in the wall. Looking along it, he could see various handholds and ledges that he could use to get to the other side. He took a moment to slap and berate himself for not noticing this sooner.

After stretching to help loosen his muscles, he got started. Grabbing hold, he slowly made his way across, moving from grip to grip. As he did, he noticed that he was steadily getting higher until he came head to rock with the ceiling. He yelped and grabbed the sore spot with his left hand while holding onto the grip with his right. He looked around to spot the next grip but couldn't see it. He started to panic slightly till he found a close by pair of stalactites that hooked together to form a half ring.

He jumped and grabbed onto it, before continuing with this on several 'rings' or 'bars' in the cavern ceiling. When he made it three-fourths of the way to the other side, a sudden tremor caused the cavern to rumble and the bar he was hanging from cracked on one end. Naruto quickly swung himself onto the wall as the other half fell below.

Naruto slid on the wall as he scrambled for a hold, grip, or ledge. He came to a hard stop when he slammed into a ledge after fifty feet. Grabbing his head and groaning in pain, he didn't notice that the ledge he was on was starting to tilt. "Wha?" he mumbled. He went to stand, but the already fragile ledge couldn't take a sudden shift like that and fell.

Naruto was not ashamed to say he screamed as he fell, back still on the broken off ledge. He narrowly avoided one of the larger stalagmites and used the ledge as a makeshift sled as he glided down its rocky surface to the bottom. Whether by instincts, reflex's, or fear, Naruto managed to use his body to move his rocky sled out of the way of many obstacles, stalagmites, and gaps to avoid getting killed. When he angled his body to avoid a particularly large stalagmite, he ended up sending himself into a doubly large gap.

Slamming back down onto his rocky sled, it proved that it couldn't take anymore abuse and crumbled beneath him. Thankfully, he had fallen into a smooth surfaced tunnel. That still didn't help with all the small rocks now digging into and tearing at his flesh. The tunnel mad another sharp downward spiral before ending in open air. Naruto once again screamed as he went hurdling though utter blackness. His scream was caught off when he slammed into water, submerging him.

Stunned, he let himself float back to the surface. Good thing to, as he couldn't make out which way was up or down. Rearing his head up, he greedily took many gulps as air till he calmed down. Not being able to see, but not willing to let himself to sit there till he drowned, he swam in a random direction. He swam for what felt like hours till he came to a wall. Feeling some reassurance at this, he used it to move along to his left.

Only when his eyelids started to become heavy and he was finding it harder and harder to move did he find a sandy beach. Thankful for small mercies, he crawled onto land. After all that he went through, he was beyond exhausted, but he couldn't rest now. The familiar tugging was on him with a vengeance. Groaning in annoyance and desperation, he made his way to his feet. He slowly stumbled his way in the darkness until he tripped onto what felt like rocky stairs.

Holding his bleeding forehead, he cursed at whatever was calling him. Now crawling his way blindly up the stairs, he was certain he was leaving a trail of blood. When he reached the top, he just laid flat on his stomach so as to not further aggravate his wounds. Suddenly, previously unseen torches came to life, blinding him slightly from the sudden light.

Letting his eyes adjust, he could see he was before a small cave with torches along the walls as to show the way. Getting back to his feet, he now limped along the path. It took him only a few minutes to make his way to the end. The entire time, the tugging getting stronger till that was all he could feel, then nothing. He found himself in a highly decorative alcove with a pedestal in the middle. And on that pedestal was a familiar looking scroll.

"Oh, no way," he muttered. "A summons? I nearly got killed because of a summons?" Nevertheless, he walked up to it and grabbed hold see what summons it was. At that moment a puff of smoke filled the alcove and when it cleared he and the scroll was gone.

One Year Later, Konoha, Hokage's Office

Tsunade was looking out the windows as she nursed a bottle of sake. 'Two years', she thought. 'Two years since Naruto's imprisonment, two years since Akutsuki dropped off the face of the earth, and two years since things have gone to shit.'

Tsunade sighed as she thought over the consequences of what they did to Naruto. Most of the villagers who were bigoted against Naruto had held a village wide celebration. To them, they were finally free of the Kyuubi and could look forward to nothing but happiness and prosperity. But, it wasn't to be however. Once word had spread out of Konoha, their punishment began.

No one had realized how much the Leaf had actually depended on Naruto. The treaties and trade with Nami no Kuni, Takigakure, and Yuki no Kuni were all because of Naruto. To all these places, he was a hero. And to find out that their hero's own home had betrayed him, well, they certainly were not pleased. The alliance with Taki was still there, but severely strained, and that was only because Taki couldn't stand by itself being only a minor village. Koyuki Kazehana had personally come to Konoha to verbally rip them a new one and tear up their trade agreement, much to the dismay of most councilors.

But Wave actually hit the hardest. Because of Naruto, they were able to import and export goods at half prices. Trade came freely and with less haggle than normal. After Naruto's imprisonment, things took a drastic change. Wave didn't tear up their alliance with them, much to the relief of many, but that was only because Wave was such a small country. In return however, prices were jacked up to at least double the norm for their services and all missions to Konoha from Wave were only given half of what the mission should be worth.

News then spread across the nations of what happened. Many nations had started to blacklist Konoha, even Hi no Kuni in general. This inevitably brought down the wrath of the Fire Daimyo. He had come marching up to Konoha's walls and demanded that the Hokage and council meet him out there. They had to follow as he said since he controls what happens to Konoha. The man was far beyond pissed.

He had them sit down as he tore them apart piece by piece out in the open so that anyone could watch. He then proceeded to cut Konoha's funding in half, all members of the civilian council fired, an investigation into the elders, and the clan heads put under watch. When some members had outright tried to rebuke the man, he had responded by knocking their lights out himself. Most forgot that the man was an actual warlord.

And that was just in the first six months. Since then, everyone has had to tighten their belts to get by. She shook her head to try to gain some piece of mind. "I have a bad feeling. Something's coming. I can feel it."

Two Months and Two Weeks Later, Vorkuta

Naruto stood on a balcony that overlooked a large underground city. It was shoddy at best, but they can polish it up and smooth out the edges later. When he had found the summons, he was very disappointed that it was that which was the fabled power beneath Vorkuta. He had then been taken to the realm of the summons and had met the boss. The sheer size of it was large enough to dwarf the toad boss. He was then challenged to prove he was worthy to summon them. Even with the seals that prevented him from using his chakra and the fox's, he had managed to pass.

Using the summons, he had them dig out and area where he could use as a base of operations for the planned rebellion. After that, he had set out to smuggle everyone that had joined their cause further down below. Soon, it became apparent that they were lacking in several things. Room, food, water, and similar stuff. Water was easy. He had his summons dig a tunnel to the underwater lake or river that he had fallen into before. Room was next as being forced to dig tunnels themselves, the escaped prisoners had dug out their own niches and with time, became buildings.

Food was tricky however. They couldn't grow anything because there wasn't any sunlight. They temporarily survived by the many bats and insects that filled some of the caves. But that was when someone had brought up that bats do leave their caves at night. So, following the bats in their nightly voyage, they had found themselves outside.

Flashback

As they climbed over the ridge in the tunnel, they were blasted in the face by a chill wind. Excitement took them and they started running like mad. They soon found themselves on a mountain side overlooking a lush forest. Many whooped with glee and made to run for it. That is, until Naruto stopped them. "What do you think you're doing?" he demanded.

"Sir," cried one, "We are free. We can make a run for it. There are no guards to stop us."

Naruto snarled at them, startling them. "If that is how you feel, then go on ahead. Answer me this before you do. Where will you go? As soon as your recognized, you'll be killed on sight at best, thrown back here at worst and our plans will be ruined because that will cause an investigation on how you managed to escape."

Most had the decency to bow their heads in shame. They were so close, but they weren't willing to gain their freedom, only to lose it later on, and risk everyone else. "Listen," continued Naruto, "We're close. The time is nearing fast for us to gain our freedom for good and to end this prison once and for all. Gather what you can and make your way back. We can't jump the gun or all is lost."

End Flashback

To many, that had made him their leader. He hadn't let the temptation that had others chomping on the bid for get to his head. Since then, things had started going a lot more smoothly than originally thought. 'Soon. I can feel it.'

Oto base, Kaminari no Kuni

Sayuri sat on a mound of bodies lost in her thoughts. A small smile came to her as a tear trickled down her cheek. 'I'm so close. The Leaf will pay for what they have done. To me, my clan, Itachi, and you Naruto-kun.' It wasn't so long ago that news was leaked that Naruto had perished in Vorkuta. According to testimony of the guards, he went mad and ran off deeper into the tunnels beneath. She couldn't blame him, she'd probably have done the same after so long.

Meanwhile Kabuto approached his master. "Sayuri's improving by leaps and bounds since you gave her the news of Naruto-kun's death Orochimaru-sama."

"Yes. It seems that her desire for revenge has increased exponentially. I dare say it almost rivals my hatred for the Leaf. It makes no difference in the end. Sayuri won't live to see the village burn I'm afraid. The time is coming that I'll need to switch bodies again. She just needs a push and she'll be perfect. Kukuku. All according to plan."

Underground City, Vorkuta, Six Months Later

Naruto stood before everyone as they waited for him to speak. "We were cast aside by our homes," he finally said. "Betrayed by our comrades, our allies, and thrown into Vorkuta to be forgotten." Murmurs started passing through the crowd. "But we wouldn't lie down like dogs so easily. For the past months we have we have endeavored to ready ourselves to show the world that though we were betrayed, abandoned, and forgotten, we live on." Cheers started coming from the crowd. "After months of sacrifice, back breaking labor, training that would make most Anbu shudder, and continuous planning, we are ready. We will march through Vorkuta's streets. We will throw down the chains of oppression. And when Vorkuta falls, the nations are next!" He threw his fist in the air as more and more of the crowd started joining in. "Brothers! Freedom and justice is at hand! Go and show that we are never to be forgotten!"

AN: How'd you like it. Was it better than the original?