Naruto Uzumaki, number 5000 landed on the cold silvery white stone floor of his base with enough force to break bones. He screamed as agony ripped through his body as he blinked back tears. Oh god it hurt. He couldn't recall a time when he had hurt to much, couldn't recall feeling such searing, crippling pain before in all his five years of being the leaf village biijuu. He lay there for a second trying to access the situation he was currently in.

He was wounded. Badly. His heart was already stuttering, trying to force itself to push blood through his veins. His breath rattled in his lungs-no scratch that he was missing a lung now, the left side of his chest and shoulder was gone, part of his ribs and stomach were gone too. He had five minutes, maybe less due to the amount of blood he had already lost, before he died.

I can't die here. Not in the travel gate. I have to reach the clones.He had to awaken his replacement. He slowly pushed himself upright and got to his feet, gritting his teeth as the breath was forced from his lung as a fire ball of pain ran down his spine nearly driving him to his knees.

He staggered out of the crystalline room, blood dripping down his side as he placed his one good hand over his lower side, hoping to keep his internal organs from spilling out onto the floor. Blood slippe through his fingers as he staggered down the hall to the life room.

The room it self was cold and had once been devoid of life until Naruto-the real Naruto had come across the crystalline caves attached to the palace that the nine tailed fox had once lived in millions of years ago, the innocent child had breathed new life into the demon palace, had resurrected the plants and animals of this small barren world an used it as his home, his haven. He had loved it so much that he had even made it his tomb.

Naruto paused in front of a wall of pinkish hued stone and glanced at the small body of the seven year old blond that had created him and his brothers and sisters. His master, his creator, his father.

The child's eyes were closed in death, his skin pale and littered with wounds. He would have loved to live to see this day. Naruto thought as he stared at his father for a second. Just before he had gone missing Sai had opened his big mouth and spilled the secret about him being the demon container. And everyone there-well everyone who hadn't already known...hadn't cared. They had just been happy that he was their friend.

Father, you would have been so proud of them.He thought as he stared at the child's face and for a second he could almost see the boy smile at him. He smiled back and started staggering again. He leaned against the wall outside of the life room and punched in the code. The door opened with a whoosh and he stepped inside and walked over to a pale blue hued crystalline wall, inside he could see a body, female fifteen or sixteen years in age and smiled a bit.

When he had first been awakened by the Naruto before him he had spent many hours sitting in front of this chamber. Just staring at the body inside in awe. She was one of the earliest experiments that Naruto had ever created. He had done it on a spur of the moment after having a dream about having a family of his own. He had used a sliver of his own soul to create this life. Had used a small piece of the demon's soul too, to make her strong.

He stared at the long reddish pinkish blond hair, the bushy tail an the furry pale blond ears that stuck up out from under her hair and felt the insane urge to grin despite the fact that he was dying. This was Naruto's- his father's crowning achievement. This one female had been treasured, protected and cherished by their creator. The first female Zero Unit to ever be created without flaws.

She had turned out so well, so beautiful. Would his father be angry if he sent her in his place? He reached out and placed his bloody hand against the stone wall and felt it's warmth under his finger tips. Her head turned in his direction and her eyes fluttered open. His heart constricted painfully in his chest and he realised that he was out of time.

He reached out to the wall next to her resting place and pushed the release valve button and stood there a the blue stone vanished and the female came pouring out onto the floor along with several feet of pinkish fluids. She landed at his feet on her side and coughed up the water and chemicals that had gone up her nose and mouth, and choked her. She shivered and curled up on her side and looked around.

Everything was so vivid and bright, the colors swirling together and blending into each other making her feel nauseous and somewhat scared. She had never been outside of her chamber before. it was cold and the floor was hurting her hands and knees.

She felt a hand on her back and turned to look at the blond haired male. Was this her father? No wait, she had seen her father a few times before and this man wasn't him. "W-Who-"

"No time to explain. It looks like it's your turn."

She shivered again and frowned as she turned her face away from him. Turn? What did he mean? Her turn to do what? "I know that you have questions but I have'nt got the time to explain. I need you to take my soul and the nine tailed demon inside of me. My memories, my feelings, and all of my knowledge are held in them."

It sounded weird to her, but for some reason she believed him. She already knew that he was dying, she could smell his body breaking down. "How?" How was she supposed to take his soul? It sounded painful.

He slipped his arm under her and flipped her over, hissing as pain roared through his body like fire. He took a second to catch his breath and looked down at her and ordered. "Open your mouth."

She hesitated for a second and did as he ordered. He leaned over her and pressed his mouth against hers and started to push every ounce of energy and strength into her, feeling the warmth in the center of his chest where his soul was, moving up in his throat and into his mouth, then slipping into her own. It was draining, and the pain was unbelievable. And for as brief second he felt the icy fingers of fear clutching his heart causing it to stutter and slow before it stopped.

He felt his eyes drifting closed as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him as he lay half on top of her, the last of his life pulsing through her body as he thought,

Forgive me angel. It's a thankless job. Full of pain, misery and heartbreak. But your the only one that I can trust... Please live. Be happy.