I do not own Naruto. I do own Akame ga Kill in DVD

Slowly stalking toward the cowering form of the little worm named Gatou, Zabuza Momochi stepped over the bloody bodies of his deceased henchmen radiating a killing intent that petrified even the hardest of shinobi. He was very angry at losing so many of his few allies in one day, and even more so because of the possibility of his reputation being tarnished. He had been known as the Demon of the Mist for as long as he could remember, the tittle being bestowed upon him after he killed the entire mist academy class within a few minutes. What many didn't know was that he had grown up in the lowest caste within the mist, being born a descendent of shinobi that were defeated in battle and became members of Kiri as war refugees. All he had ever had was his older sister Saya, the kunoichi who he had looked up to more so than anyone else in the world. And in one fell swoop, the girl was taken from him just before graduating, being raped and killed by the boy she thought had loved her.

Zabuza remembered the feeling. He remembered the laughter and taunting of the students that thought he was just some weak little boy. It was then that he took his sister's sword, the sword that he still kept as a memento, and slaughtered everything breathing. It didn't matter who it was, boys, girls, teachers, parents, it didn't matter. He killed them all in cold blood, and soon after he was chosen for the honor of being a swordsman of the Mist 7. He hadn't even been ten years old yet, but his reputation had become feared just as the Mizukages had, and because of his killing spree that cursed graduation test had finally been abolished.

But even so, Yagura had been the one responsible for it in the first place, and no matter how powerful he was Zabuza had vowed to take his head. And even after years of hard work and training, he had failed. His following had been practically massacred since he had used them as Canon fodder to give him a shot at Yagura, and he blew it. The only shinobi he had been able to salvage were the Demon brothers and Ameyuri, and just an hour earlier their day had also come at the hands of that Uzukage kid, Naruto Uzumaki. He bore no I'll will toward the boy, in fact it was quite the opposite, he respected him. And if he was a jinchuriki like Yagura if he could gain his loyalty then he could certainly achieve his goal and assassinate the man responsible for Saya's demise.

That was why he was holding her old red handled blade this very moment, it was the beginning of his new journey to avenge her brutal murder and take control of the village that once saw him a peasant. Grabbing Gatou and lifting the fat greedy man by his neck, the squirming tycoon stank of released feces while he begged." Please..Zabuza... I-I'll give you anything you want! Money, women, anything! Just please don't kill me!"

Chuckling at the tyrants pathetic display Zabuza darkly replied." Oh..I know you will. Now give me all the information in all your accounts, and you better not lie like the snake that you are!"

That day Zabuza Momochi became a billionaire, and chief executive officer if Gatou Shipping, which would soon become Momochi shipping.

~The Next Day~

Wave country had never been a heavily populated area, and although the citizens of the small island nation could sustain themselves with the resources from the sea that had all changed when Gatou appeared. The rich businessman had been Ruthless in his subjugation of the defenseless people, at first cutting off the country via the water from exporting goods. Everything that was imported came through him, and he ruled with an iron fist with no one to stop him. Then one fateful day a brave man had saved the small village from a flood, and being an inspiration he had brought hope to a hopeless nation that Gatou could be overthrown. The man had gathered as many of the able bodies men remaining as he could, but despite his hit and run tactics and the support of the people he had been eventually killed. But that was only after being humiliated first, being strung up and passed on by Gatou himself as his men were slaughtered in front of him and all the villagers. That fateful day the hope of the wave had been utterly crushed, and many of the men that populated the island had been murdered in cold blood, making life even more difficult for those left behind. The orphaned daughters and sons and the widowed wives barely had any means to survive, and only a brave few risked catching fish to feed the starving people. Maybe it wasn't that they were brave at all, just desperate for a meal. And then Tazuna had risen up, fire burning in his eyes and a plan he had long been wanting to start becoming more than just a boon to the island. It would be their very lives on the line.

And so he had begun constructing the bridge that would save his people discreetly, only having a few valuable spies that worked for Gatou as henchmen to keep him posted on the man's knowledge of his mission. Eventually he was found out, but he had known it was inevitable from day one. That's why he had been collecting money the entire time, even his spies pitching in money they had received from the greedy baron. It was when Gatou had left to Port City, the other place where his grip was strongest, that Tazuna had made his move and went to Konoha. He had truly been blessed to have gotten such a young man as Naruto Uzumaki, the leader of the clan of shinobi that even he had heard about in his youth.

It had been early in the morning when they journeyed to the village nearby after eating a humble breakfast that Tsuname had prepared. The boy had been unusually quiet their entire walk, but considering the condition of his sensei and his vanished teammates he figured he had a good reason to be. Their walk didn't take long at all, in fact they made it to the only village on the island within 30 minutes. But upon reaching the the chaotic seen they stumbled upon they both wished they had arrived earlier.

It was like hell. The screams of agony and fear the villagers let loose depicted unimaginable suffering, and it was after entering the village they saw why. Everything was burning. Woman were running and being caught by lecherous mercenaries, little girls were being snatched up and hefted away with ease. Homes were being robbed and pillaged, men were being killed on sight, and Tazuna even recognized a few if his workers that were beaten, bloody, and dismembered. And then he felt it. It was the single most terrifying thing he had ever felt in his long life. It was more horrifying than the feeling that came yesterday from that swordsman, and it also was the same as the feeling that came when Naruto's clones took him home to keep him safe while they battled.

Looking at the blonde boy next to him while barely resisting the urge to try and end his suffering via suicide, Tazuna bore witness to a transformation that made Naruto seem a different person entirely. A dark blue energy surrounded him, purple tinted and shaped like some sort of animal. Three tails of the energy swayed behind him, and his blue eyes that had hints of purple were narrowed in unrestricted fury. The boy lifted his clawed hand up slowly and in a single motion an entire army of killers had appeared around them. There had to be at least 200 of them, and the last thing he noticed before the boy disappeared was he only had two tails instead of three.

It was a massacre. Naruto decimated everything that even moved like a bandit, showing none of the mercy or compassion that he may have given under different circumstances. His very first kill had been a man that was raping a young girl in an alley, thrusting into her and grunting before being lifted just as he busted his but. Naruto literally ripped the man's head off in front of the terrified girl, before tossing him aside so powerfully that his headless body made a sickening sound as its bones shattered and meat impacted stone. Looking down at the terrified yet amazed girl, he scooped her up and covered her body, taking her away from bloody war zone without saying a word. The Uzumaki army tore through the village quickly and efficiently, and no matter how much a bandit begged for mercy there was none given. Not this day. No, there was only justice as clones ripped men apart while they raped the women and girls, and not a single ex Gatou henchmen made it out of the village.

It was only a couple minutes before the last group of mercenaries grouped together, absolutely horrified of their impending death by the mass of powerful shinobi. Many chains wrapped around their necks, and as villagers beheld the scene in shock and awe Naruto strongly declared to them all." Citizens of Wave! The atrocities these men have committed today will not go unpunished, and now I offer you a chance to avenge your fallen loved ones and restore your dignity! Strike these bastard down without mercy, and rid yourselves of your fear and LIVE!"

Everyone stood still shocked beyond comprehension at Naruto's words, until a single girl stepped forward with a kitchen knife in her hand. Naruto had witnessed the purple haired teen kill off more than a few bandits herself as if she were a trained shinobi of chunin level, and she had done so without hesitation. As the glasses wearing girl slowly approached, reaching the nearest bandit she didn't hesitate whatsoever to slice the scared man's throat, kicking him as he fell to the ground without compassion.

Immediately more and more women and a few men drew nearer, hatred and determination in their eyes as they did so. Even Tazuna approached holding a thick tree branch, and that day the citizens of Wave purged Gatous terror from their lives once and for all.

~Later That Day~

Piling the bandits up in a small clearing and going through handseals, Narutos shadow clones burned the perpetrators corpses while many others dug graves in a large clearing not too far away. The clones were even creating headstones for the deceased villagers using chakra blades, and despite the sadness from losses the victims turned arrangers looked truly grateful for their savior. Naruto had learned many names of the fallen villagers, and lacking flowers he had lit fires in remembrance of them while his clones searched around for some. Many families had been affected by the raid Gatos thugs had initiated once learning of his death, and everyone was happy thatched fat bastard was finally in hell where he deserved to be for eternity.

It was upon finishing the impromptu ceremonies that the purple haired girl from earlier approached his frowning form, emotionless and purposeful in her movement. Speaking to Naruto in a blunt manner she then asked loud enough for others to overhear." Our village has nearly been destroyed, and we couldn't survive another attack like today if you're not here. It may be a lot to ask, but I'm begging you to stay with us! We need someone like you! Someone like Tazuna! We need a leader and a protector or we won't even last another month!"

Naruto just looked at the girl with a blank face that made many if the watching villagers nervous of his answer. He then quietly questioned." What is your name? I saw you kill those men even though they had swords and you had a kitchen knife, where did you learn to fight?"

The girl just looked him in the eye and said." I'm Sheele. Just Sheele. And that was the first time I've ever fought... I just...did what felt natural."

Naruto looked deep into her beautiful purple eyes and then declared." I'M NARUTO UZUMAKI, AND I PROMISE TO ALL OF YOU THAT ILL PROTECT YOU AT ANY COST, EVEN MY OWN LIFE. IVE DECIDED TO CREATE A SHINOBI VILLAGE HERE, IN HONOR OF MY DECEASED CLAN THE UZUMAKI AND NEW BEGINNINGS FOR EVERYONE IN WAVE! IF YOU WISH TO LEARN THE WAY OF SHINOBI, STEP FORWARD NOW AND PRESENT YOURSELF TO YOUR UZUKAGE!"

And just like that a new shinobi village was born from the ashes of a villages peril. Many figures could be seen walking toward the Uzukage with determination in their fiery eyes.