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"Behold. I am smiling."- Person Talking
"You ain't from round these parts, is ya?"- Person talking in foreign language
'I feel the need.'- Person Thinking
[Bang]- Specific noises
/Transgender Transformation Technique/- Techniques
WARNING-In this chapter there is murder, graphic violence, and mention of child molestation. Keep reading if you dare.. and are over the age of 16.
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'It seems,' Naruto thought to himself, 'That 4000 ryo will get me a lot farther than I thought.'
Glancing around the restaurant he was in, Naruto thought back to the expression on the cashiers face when he handed her a 100 ryo note for a meal (the ordering process itself consisting of just pointing at one of the delicious looking pictures of food on the wall behind the cashier). It was basically just barely masked contempt, but he was used to that. What he wasn't expecting though, was for her to hand back 96 ryo. If it only cost him four ryo for a meal, then he could live for a month or more just based on that one cash box.
Taking another bite of whatever it was he was eating, tasting vaguely of beef, Naruto started planning his future.
'I have enough money to last me a little while, but not forever. While I have it I should be taking a look around and see what I can find out about where I am. A store with some maps not in the gibberish language they speak here could help a long way.' A sip of a cool fizzy drink interrupted his thoughts. 'It's getting pretty cool around here two. Winter must be coming on. I'll need a permanent place to stay. Someplace I can spend nights, sleeping relatively warm, and someplace where I can put anything that might help me figure out where I am or where Konoha is.' One of the tv screens got a bit loud at that point, making Naruto pay attention to it.
"Ellis Island, once the arriving point for American immigrants, is opening its doors again. Preparations are nearly completed for the United Nations World Summit. The event promises to be the largest single gathering of world leaders in history. Leaders will discuss issues ranging from the world's economy and weapon treaties, to the mutant phenomenon and its impact on our world stage. Many American legislators contend that debate over mutant issue, should be the primary focus of what is, on the surface at least, a strictly diplomatic affair."
(Taken From X-Men, 2000)
Turning back to his food, Naruto dismissed the tv he couldn't understand, unaware of the life changing events that would take place on Ellis Island.
Tossing away the wrappers that his food came in, Naruto made his way into the bathroom, thankfully marked the same way as Konoha, and proceeded with his morning ritual.
Gathering his chakra, Naruto slowly, carefully formed a single, strange handsign.
/Space Time Technique: Great Abyss/
A small wind stirred around Naruto's feet, kicking around small pieces of toilet paper and trash on the floor. And then all was once again still. Looking around, our blond hero gave naught but a shrug. Reconfiguring his fingers, Naruto made a strange, but slightly different, handsign.
/Space Time Technique: Great Abyss/
The bathroom was still, as if mocking his attempts at the jutsu that brought him here. Shrugging again he left the bathroom.
'Better than most mornings.' Naruto thought, recalling how every morning he spent in this strange new place attempting to use the jutsu that he hoped would once again send him home.
'No such luck so far, though.' He thought to himself bitterly, making his way outside.
It had been months since Naruto had first arrived, and the days were just starting to get noticeably shorter, and the nights colder. Naruto didn't know the month or the season, and coming from a tropical climate like Konoha, he had no relative knowledge of the seasons or even the cold. Naruto was truly out of his depth as he wrapped the jacket around his small form.
'I need a place to stay, and I need blankets and an oven to stay warm, and I should get them soon.' Naruto thought, shivering against a cold, hard wind. 'And I need to find out where I am, or at least in what direction Fire Nation is, or the Elemental Countries are, and how far. If I stay too much longer, I might be stuck here.'
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Three weeks later saw a now much more bundled Naruto in a pickle.
Over the past three weeks, he had bought all the food he could eat, a back pack, blankets, a flashlight with batteries, some of what he assumed were emergency ration bars, a hat with a brim in only one direction, a blue, long-sleeve shirt, a pair of coarse, blue pants, a pair of shoes with traction on the bottom, and socks. He had tried to buy more with the blue bills that he had procured, but that always ended with Naruto having to dodge the blue ninja again.
'They're probably booby trapped or something. It took me ages to get the blue color off of my hands.' He thought; as he attempted to pry open the ATM before him.
He had also taken up a habit of sleeping in a small, rented room, which ran up quite a bill over time. It ran him about 150 ryo a night for a crappy little room that had… something on the ceiling and was occupied mostly by the bed. He was pretty sure that he was getting ripped off.
'No, I am absolutely sure. It's just that I haven't found anywhere permanent to stay yet, so I keep hopping to places that keep ripping me off until I do.'
The lock on the outside finally gave way, opening up to the steel framework in the belly of the machine. Quickly setting to work on the lock there, Naruto's mind started wandering back to a permanent address.
'Well not really permanent,' He thought, giving a grunt of effort as he pushed on the bit of metal even harder, trying to force the lock. 'More like, until I find out where the fuck I am, so I can go home.'
Every single day he had tried the space time jutsu that had brought him here, and every day it had failed, with varying degrees of strangeness. Most times, nothing would happen at all. Then sometimes, a strong breeze would blow from nowhere. Other times there would be a flash of light. And one time there was a duck. No reason, no explanation, he just made the hand seal, and there was a duck in front of him that wasn't there before. It waddled around a bit, confusedly trying to get its bearings, and then took off with a disturbed quack. It was the third strangest moment that he had experienced in this foreboding place.
[Pop]
[CLANG]
Withholding a yelp of success, Naruto took out his now ratty black t-shirt, and opened his back pack.
Yanking out the now familiar four cases of money, Naruto popped the lids off of all of them, ripping out and tossing away the blue tainted, useless money. Getting to the crisp green bills underneath, Naruto put aside his shirt and started stuffing the ryo notes into his pack. The process lasted for a few more minutes until the bins of money were empty.
Swinging his pack on and leaving the useless notes, and his t-shirt behind, Naruto quickly ran down the closest alleyway, trying to get off of the streets and away from the inevitable response of the slow ANBU team.
Making it to another street, Naruto ducked behind a dumpster, dropping his transformation of a young teen with dark skin. Searching around to see if there were any onlookers, Naruto transformed into one of the blue ANBU that he had seen on his last heist. Getting up, and picking up his bag, Naruto made his way down the street, whistling.
Walking in a straight line for about five blocks, Naruto ducked into a public restaurant. Looking around the place, Naruto saw a rich looking merchant, with a suit, hat, and brief case. 'Perfect' Naruto thought, focusing on his appearance in his minds eye. Walking into the bathroom, he took off his backpack, and Naruto's hands blurred into motion.
/Transformation/
Looking in the mirror, Naruto saw an exact copy of the man sitting in the restaurant, eating lunch. Giving himself a nod, Naruto picked up his briefcase (formerly a backpack), and made his way out of the café. Taking a left on the street, and walking away from his crime, Naruto rubbed his chin to hide a smile.
'I might not like stealing,' He thought, moving past a group of children. 'But I can at least appreciate doing it well.'
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Sitting in his van, Frank peered across the street searching the crowd for his target.
'Richard J. Monrow, Caucasian, age of 43. He went to Yale, graduated with a degree in law near the top of his class top 5%. He was picked up straight out of school by a shipping magnate, where he then milked his contract to the point where he was making six, seven figures a year. He got married, had two kids, later divorced his wife who took both of them. Reasons unknown to the public at large. Dick Monrow, millionaire, lawyer, philanthropist,' Thought Frank, pushing another round into a 9mm magazine, 'Child molester.'
'Over the course of the last five years, Dick has raped and murdered 14 children, ranging in age from six to twelve.' Spotting his target smiling at another group of children, Frank calmly put the suppressed 9mm in a deep pocket in his trench coat. 'Two Latino, three Black, eight White, and one Asian. All of their bodies were dumped into the river, their throats slit and semen still inside of their small, fragile forms. It has taken me a month to track the murders back to one piece of scum.'
Crossing the street, Frank blended into the crowd around him, stealthily approaching the target, waiting for him to be vulnerable, even for an instant.
'this isn't a lone hero cleaning up the town. This isn't the angry parent taking revenge for a lost child. This is not a cop trying to do what is right outside of the law. No. This is much simpler than that. This is Justice, primal and raw.' Seeing Dick turn into an alley, Frank Castle withdrew the pistol, turning into the alley right behind Mr. Monrow.
'This is Punishment.'
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"Richard Monrow." Ground out a voice from behind Naruto. Continuing to walk, Naruto only stopped when the stranger shouted.
"RICHARD MONROW!" Turning, Naruto saw a tall, broad man, clad in all dark clothing. The tips of his coat barely scraping along the ground near his boots, his black pants matching his black shirt, save for a white skull emblazoned on it. The face of the man might as well have been steel for all the emotion it showed. Then a low [THEW] was heard, followed by something impacting Naruto's 'face' dispelling the henge, smoke covering the alley.
Staggering under the phantom pain, Naruto ducked down, and began to run away from the dark man. He made it not three steps before another impact hit him in the back.
Clutching his right side, Naruto screamed in agony. The pain he was in was like nothing he had ever experienced, not like falling off the Hokage Monument, not like putting his hand on his hot stove, unlike the time he accidentally stabbed his hand with a kunai, and completely unlike burning his mouth on ramen. He could barely stay aware of the world around him save for the crushing pain that he felt.
Falling to his knees, Naruto tried to crawl away as the footsteps of the dark man grew closer. Trying to take a breath, it only came out as a wracking cough, and a wheeze, making his chest hurt worse than before and coppery tastes come to his tongue. Naruto's world was beginning to fade out around the edges as he collapsed onto his back.
"A kid?" He heard the dark man say, as if from a great distance.
"No…please don't." Naruto managed to say between mouthfuls of blood. The world fell to black and Naruto knew no more.
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'Fuck.' Castle thought, opening his battlefield aid pack. 'Not only did I lose eyes on Monrow, but now a kid gets hit in the crossfire.'
Reaching into his pack, Castle pulled out a tampon, a bandage and wrap. Tying a string around the end of the tampon, Frank put the string through the hole in the kids chest, turning him onto his side to pull the string all the way through. Pausing to put a hand on the child's forehead, saying only "This is going to hurt kid." before pulling on the string harder, yanking the tampon through the ruined part of the boys chest. The childs reaction was to thrash weakly, spitting up some blood and to have a coughing fit. Acting quickly, Frank put bandages on either side of the bullet hole before wrapping the kids whole chest.
'Good. Now, the lung won't collapse while the paramedics are on the way, and all he'll need is a blood transfusion.' Picking one of his burner cell's out of his pockets, Castle dialed 911.
"This is nine-one-one, please state the nature of your emergency." Said the young and obviously female responder.
"Yeah, I need an ambulance on the corner of fifth and Grand. Kid's been shot in the chest, and he's losing blood fast." Some fast-paced typing was heard, followed by the voice of the responder again.
"I've alerted authorities, they are on the way, please stay-" Castle thought she was probably going to say something like 'on the line' but he just dropped the phone next to the kid.
Looking at his victim, Frank said "Stay out of trouble." before launching himself down the alley in search of his elusive prey.
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The first thing that Naruto was aware of was the sound of rhythmic [beep]ing, followed by a low chattering in the background. He tried opening his eyes, but they were so damn heavy, he could just barely crack them.
He was on a soft bed, so soft that it couldn't be anything he owned or be any place he stayed. Looking around at the ceiling and the décor, Naruto knew immediately where he was. 'Hospital,' Naruto thought to himself, 'It has to be. Nowhere else could try so hard to be homely and only come off as soulless.' Struggling to sit up, and to bring himself to full wakefulness, Naruto thought 'But why am I here?'
A dull ache permeated the right side of his chest and back, bringing to light Naruto's recent memories. 'Oh, that's why.'
"Good morning, or afternoon really." Spoke a happy voice, and Naruto found himself reluctantly soothed by it. "How are you feeling?"
"I don't suppose you are going to say anything useful, like how soon I will be out of here." He bit out, not expecting a response.
"Normally, I would say that you would be lucky to recover at all, and even then it would take months, maybe years. But with your rate of recovery… You've been here three days and you are almost fully healed!" The kind sounding voice noted.
Naruto took that information, nodding a few times. 'I always was a fast healer back home, I could never get out of there fast enough.'
"Where am I?" he queried his attendant.
"You're in Lenox and Mercy." She said, looking at a chart.
Waiting a beat, Naruto asked again. "Where is that?"
"Hmm? Oh, sorry. We are located in the Upper East side, right near Central Park."
Quickly growing tired again, Naruto requested his location again. "And where is That?"
Looking up from her chart, the woman arched a delicate eyebrow. "Central Park?"
Rolling his eyes, he responded. "Sure, but the Upper East side as well."
"It's in New York City." The doctor spoke again, gesturing out of the window. 'Didn't notice that.' He thought to himself.
"What is New York City?"
The doctor looked stunned. Trying to answer quickly, she said. "It is one of the largest cities in the world, the city that you happen to be in."
"Ok, but where is it, on a national scale." Naruto said, thinking to himself 'If she knows where I am, she might also know where home is.'
"It's on the east coast of the United States of America, in the state of New York." She said now giving him a completely lost look.
"Ok, but where is that?"
"Where is America?" She stated, clearly skeptical now.
"Yeah."
"It's just a hop over the Pacific Ocean from Japan." She revealed, gesturing with her left hand vaguely.
Throwing his head back down on the pillows, Naruto had one final question. "Great, but what are those?"
"What is Japan?" Sarcasm dripped off of every word.
"Yeah."
Shaking her head, she sat down by Naruto's bed. "How much do you remember before waking up here?"
Thinking back, if only to appease the doctor enough so she finally answered a question of his, Naruto related to her the events of the day before. "Well, I remember a really sharp pain in my chest, and a man in black with a white skull on his front standing over me. And that was, like, the last thing I remember before passing out."
"What about before then." The white-coated woman asked impatiently. "Do you remember anything from before?"
It was Naruto's turn to arch an eyebrow. "I remember everything from before then." Sitting up in his bed, Naruto looked down at himself, only to see a white hospital robe. Looking back up at the white clad doctor, he queried, "Do you know where my stuff is?"
She cautiously nodded, letting loose a drawn out "Are you talking about your bloody clothes, or the red and black backpack that was found near you?"
"Both, I suppose." Narrowing his eyes, Naruto asked. "Why, where are they?"
"It was taken by the police after they saw 48,000 dollars stuffed in there, and just about all of it having been ripped out of an ATM a few blocks from where the ambulance found you." She sat a bit further from the bed now, as if worried about our blond heroes reaction.
Pointedly closing his eyes and shaking his head, he asked her. "What were you doing going through my stuff in the first place? And who are 'the Police'?"
"We were trying to find contact information for your parents or guardians. We need to receive permission for any major surgery that isn't immediately necessary for saving the patient's life." Straightening her glasses, she sat back in her chair. "With you, it wasn't actually necessary. Like I said before, your rate of recovery borders on miraculous."
Sorting through everything he had been told, Naruto could only come to one conclusion. "I'm not getting my stuff back, am I?"
"Not unless someone shoved that money into your backpack. Oh, and answering you question from earlier, the police are men and women in blue uniform who uphold the law." The doctor answered flippantly, making a few notes on her clipboard.
'Fuck! That was all of my stuff! I can steal it all again but it's still a pain!' Raising a hand to brush his hand through his hair, Naruto heard a [clink]ing sound. Looking at his hands, he saw a pair of metal cuffs chaining him to the bed.
"Like I said," spoke the doctor, looking at him with sympathetic eyes. "The police really want to know what you were doing with fifty thousand dollars of stolen money. All that can wait until you answer a few questions first." My groggy mind accepted that.
"What would you like to know?"
"Well, to start I would like your name, your age, and a number where I can reach your parents, or guardians." Said the doctor, straightening her blouse.
"I'm Naruto Uzumaki,
"Good to meet you, Naruto. I'm Susan Nakamura."
"Hi." Naruto said offhandedly. "And I'm… what is the date?"
"It's September third."
"Then I guess I'm thirteen next month." Naruto stopped there, with the doctor looking on expectantly. "And your parents?" she asked when she saw that he was mum on the subject.
"Don't have any, Guardians either."
"I'm sorry." She said, obviously meaning it. "But where have you been staying?"
"Wherever I can." She looked a little taken aback at that answer, but pursed her lips, capped her pen and made to stand.
"All right. That's enough for me. You stay here and get some rest, I just have a few things to take care of. I'll be back when I can."
"Ok. I guess I'll see you later." She made her way to the door before a realization suddenly hit Naruto.
"Wait a minute." Opening his eyes wide, Naruto stared at the woman in his hospital room, dressed in a white coat with blue baggy clothing underneath.
"I can understand you."
The woman tilted her head, as if confused.
"Of course you can. That's how we've been speaking for the last" She said, looking down at a watch, "Ten minutes now."
"No you don't understand." He said lolling his head back and forth. "You are the FIRST person that I could actually understand. In this, what did you call it, 'New York City', out of all of the hundreds, maybe thousands of people I have seen, you were the first person who could actually understand me, and that I could understand! It's like everyone else is speaking a different language."
Again the doctor looked at him confusedly. "They are speaking a different language. They are speaking English. WE are speaking Nihongo, Japanese."
Furrowing his brow, Naruto continued. "But why don't they speak our language? Or why can you speak mine?"
"My parents were Japanese, and they were very strict about their tradition. Everyone else speaks English, because the United States is a primarily English speaking country, and we are in the United States, right now." Waiting for a second to see if Naruto had any more questions, the doctor left the room, closing the door behind her.
From beyond the door Naruto could still hear her talking, albeit in that strange foreign tongue, English.
"Nurse, would you please call security, I want a man posted outside of that door at all times."
"Is something wrong doctor?"
"That child has either had a severe concussion or a full on break from reality. That and he described being shot by someone who might have been the Punisher."
[Gasp]"You mean the psychotic vigilante killer?"
"Yes, of course that one. Now less questions and more security!"
'All right,' Naruto thought to himself. 'I have one of two options. One, I stay here and let the authorities of this village, New York City, take me wherever, and I try to find out more about this place and Konoha. OR I break out of here, and I head out and try to find where Konoha is all on my lonesome.'
Rubbing his forehead, Naruto could feel his thoughts moving sluggishly back and forth in his mind. 'I need to clear my head. But first decision time. Should I stay or should I go?'
'Staying puts me square under the boot of whomevers jurisdiction or purview I happen to fall under, but I will probably have access to more people who speak a civilized tongue, and thus more information, that I might or might not be able to trust. Nothing against Doc Nakamura, but I don't have the best track record with adults and telling the truth. On the other hand, I have running, and with that freedom comes the risks involved, such as running into the man in black again. With that approach I have freedom, and I wouldn't wake up tied to a bed.' Naruto thought over his mental arguments before giving a solitary nod. 'Yeah, better to have the freedom and the risk, than putting my fate into the hands of random asshole #8.'
'So, I'm breaking out of here.' Naruto thought, looking around the room. 'There is one window, but I can barely here the bustle of the street, so I have to be pretty high up. Hands are cuffed to the bedframe, and I can't put them together to make handseals. My feet,' Naruto thought wiggling aforementioned extremities, 'Are fine, un-cuffed and unhindered. Aside from that, there is the bed, a tv plugged into the ceiling, a closed door that's most likely guarded. '
'Methods of escape, #1. I make a lot of noise complaining about having to go to the bathroom. Guard comes in and uncuffs me, and I make a break for it.' Thinking about that plan, Naruto shook his head slightly. 'No idea about the number of guards, their whereabouts, their armament, and if that failed, I probably wouldn't be allowed out again. Also' He thought, shaking his rump back and forth, 'It feels like they already gave me a bedpan. Gross.'
'Method #2. I bust the handcuffs with brute strength, and climb down the side of the building. Not bad, but it all depends on how strong these cuffs are. So call that plan a maybe.'
'Method #3. I try a sealess Kawarimi, open the window, make a clone which will then holler, I transform into a potted plant while my clone gets seen going out the window and then I walk out of here. I don't know if I can do a sealess body replacement, let alone make a clone. So that's probably a no.'
'Method #4. Call the guard in, ask him to turn up the volume on the tv, replace my body with his without handseals, with the tv turned up, no one will hear me or him as I knock him out. Then I transform into him and walk out of here. Once again relying on something I don't know how to do. Let's see if I can even manage it first, before inviting the guard in.' With that thought, Naruto began focusing his chakra.
He could feel it, the power he had inside, coursing all through him, like blood rushing with his heartbeat. 'This is the tricky part.' He thought, siphoning some chakra from the roiling mass pulsing through him. He seized it, and started shaping it, molding it into a form, so it had a function. Then he pushed.
/Body Replacement Technique/
Naruto found himself sprawled in the middle of the room. 'Without any handcuffs on!' Naruto thought excitedly, checking his wrists. Then he looked down at the rest of him. 'Without any clothes either, for that matter.' He gave a shrug. 'I call it a win. I may be naked, but I'm free.'
[POOOOOOOO] came a sound from behind Naruto, coming from the electronic equipment that he was hooked up to.
"Nurse, get a crash cart in there, we have a code blue!" came a shout from outside.
"So much for leaving undetected, Naruto muttered opening the window. Picturing a plant in his mind, his hands formed the reverse ram seal.
/Transformation/
The doctor from earlier, 'Susan.' Naruto supplied mentally, and several others rushed into the room, only to be face to face with an empty cot, and an open window.
"I guess he did steal that money" Susan said quietly, Naruto barely making it out over the ruckus.
"He's escaped!" Shouted the blue nin, 'Police' Naruto corrected. "It looks like he went out the window. I'm investigating now". Running to the window, the officer ran right into Naruto the plant.
An explosion of smoke covered the room. The police man swore while Naruto kicked the legs out from under him. The blue nin went down hard, giving Naruto time to wrestle on top of him. The man was starting to regain his tempo when the boy slugged him in the temple. The police man didn't move after that.
'Sorry.' Naruto apologized mentally, 'But I am not being locked up today.'
Rifling through the police man's pockets before the smoke cleared, Naruto took away, a flashlight, a wallet with a small amount of money, and the crossbow/dart launcher, the same as the one the man in black used against him.
Smirking, Naruto made the reverse ram sign again, this time making him look like the man on the ground. Jogging towards the door, pushing past people on the way, Naruto went into the hallway, bending at the waist and pretending to cough, waving off any help.
People were running to and fro, panicking at what the smoke meant. "A fire?" yelled one woman, "A mutant?" screamed another. More security made their way up the stairs and towards Naruto's former residency. Going down a different set of stairs, Naruto ducked into a bathroom, transforming into a random passerby in his mid 40's and balding blonde hair.
Naruto smiled as he walked out of the Emergency Room exit.
'Out 48,000 ryo, but I came out with two things I didn't have. 1, Knowledge of this New York City. And 2,' Naruto thought, patting his transformed pocket, and the 9mm pistol that lay inside it. '2, a weapon.'
Naruto walked into a nearby fast food joint, whistling a happy tune.
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A day later, and Naruto stood looking at a store that was displaying a sign that he could actually read.
He was dressed in a new outfit. 'Just stole it about four hours ago.' He wore a patchwork red and black sweatshirt, with a grey hood. Underneath lay a dark green shirt, and blue pants. Completing the look was a pair of black boots and socks, as well as a backpack that held the take from his latest ATM heist, his spare clothes, several tools, and all of his weapons but a knife he carried in his sleeve. 'I have to better armed and prepared for the next time the man in black shows up.
Shaking his head, Naruto walked across the street and into the store.
"Welcome to Dokusho bookstore, how may I help you?", Said the attractive teen behind the counter.
"Nihongo, Japanese?" Naruto queried.
"Of course." The young lady responded.
Smiling Naruto continued. "Hi, I would like a World Atlas, a Japanese-to-English Dictionary, a thesaurus, and…"Here Naruto trailed off, looking pensive.
"And?"
"Do you happen to have anything on the 'Elemental Countries'?"
AN
Thanks for reading everybody!
Sorry it got a little graphic there with the Punisher, but then I needed to show you all that I deserve the M – Rating
Also, about Naruto trying to find home, that is his main motivation for nearly everything he is doing here. Eventually, he will have other motivations, but that is it so far. First he has to find home, then he can go home, all the while trying to get there using the space time abyss jutsu to accomplish just that. That is not to say that he succeeds, just that it is his motivation and base objectives.
Next up we have some power experimentation, a secret lair, and a battle of matched foes (I leave you to guess who).
To Secret Weapon Unit 06, yes I am aware that the Naruto does in fact, have guns. However, you never see them in use, and you NEVER see them in Konoha. Which as I have said, is the only place where Naruto has ever been, so naturally he doesn't know what they are, or what they look like, nor what they do. Even IN naruto's world, the firearms are flintlocks, circa 1800's, and the only ones seen are rifles, not the pistols that the NYPD carry.
I would also like to take a moment and thank Resident Beta, 7 Winds, for being truly awesome and reviewing all of this.