Whaz up ladies, gents an' other! We're gonna see what the others feel 'bout Naruto's co-I mean 'sleepy spell', yeah!
Thoughts or emphasis
'Paraphrasin'
"Normal speech"
"Demon speech, Inner Sakura or demon-like"
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Watching the unconscious redhead had left her exhausted. More than that, it had left her even more worried. Here she was, a fourteen year-old in the form of a seventeen-going-on-eighteen-ish year-old, and her foster father was basically comatose. (*I'm drowned an' eaten by sharks*) Anko was sleeping on the couch at the foot of Naruto's bed, sleeping unhappily at the moment due to unease. Ino and Temari were sleeping at the sides of the bed, both leaning against it and mumbling in their sleep, making the Genin smile softly.
They act proud and tough, but really they're just two girls who've fallen for sensei... Meeting the man who would raise her from scratch and teach her was something she never wanted to lose, no matter what happened. Looking to the ceiling light, she smiled as she reminisced about the day she met the man who she called sensei in public and father when alone...
Flashback no Jutsu
Uni no Kuni
A younger Isaribi was running through a small village as the sun began to rise on the horizon, a mob chasing behind her with weapons drawn when one of them threw a farming pitchfork for her throat. The pitchfork made its way near her tender flesh but missed by only a few inches, embedding itself instead in the wood of a wall, keeping her trapped against the building. Looking to the mob with wide, fearful eyes as she struggled to escape. "Please," She pleaded with fright. "Don't hurt me!"
"Ah," One of the scumbags said sadistically, rubbing his thumb along the flat of a butcher's knife with a sickly smile on his face. "The monster wants mercy!" The way he'd said it was satirically, getting everyone around him but Isaribi to start laughing as they prepared to kill their village's pariah. Just before they could touch her, she inhaled deeply then shot a torrent of water in a hose-like fashion at the mob, sending the attackers back a bit before using the torrent to blast the pitchfork away from her. She took off running down the street, looking for anything-anywhere-to hide from this cruel, misguided judgement.
The mob gave chase, one group of them taking off in a different direction, making the young purplette suspicious before she caught sight of young man in a bright orange long coat in front of her, getting her to skid to a stop fearfully. "Don't hurt me, please!" The stranger looked to her oddly, his eyes slitted and bright blue, before he saw the mob approaching from the left and and from the front with the sun at their backs. A sharp-toothed grin was all he did as he ruffled her hair lightly, making her flinch.
"Don't worry, child, you'll be safe soon..." The stranger stepped forward and a wave of energy left him, making all of the villagers coming towards them freeze in fright. "..." He was silent as many dropped their would-be weapons to run away, while the rest stood their ground cautiously.
"YOU'RE HELPING THAT MONSTER?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" One of the villagers yelled out in anguish, making the stranger's grin vanish into a grimace as he turned to the loudmouth sharply and stomped towards her slowly until he was looking her in the eyes, making her literally shit herself and try to escape before the stranger pierced her throat straight through with his bare hand.
"...You pitiful," He said as his bright, blonde hair overshadowed his eyes. "Weak," The mob surrounded him, readying themselves to end this monster's existence. "PIECES OF SCUM! That adorable, innocent child belongs not to your species and you choose to try to kill her! WHY?! BECAUSE SHE'S DIFFERENT?! BECAUSE SHE'S 'LUCKY' ENOUGH TO SURVIVE THE KIDNAPPINGS THAT TOOK SO MANY OF YOUR OWN?! NO! YOU DO THIS BECAUSE YOU'RE TERRIFIED OF WHAT SHE CAN DO AND YOU HATE THAT FEELING SO YOU WANT HER DEAD!" He went silent, trembling with rage as he growled out demonically, "...You made a very poor decision...AND FOR THAT YOU MUST PAY!"
He roared at them something feral and nonhuman, sending the mob back a good distance before he vanished from their vision only to appear in front of several in a group of puffs of smoke. Each version of him made it clear that no mercy was going to be dealt to these pitiful pieces of shit who'd hurt the terrified, young purplette. The several blondes all killed their target before vanishing in a puff of smoke until only one remained, his grin kind and caring as the sun rose to shine down from behind and above him.
"You are a monster, child..." Isaribi looked to him in shock as tears began to pool into her eyes before he finished. "And you should be proud of that fact!" Her eyes shot wide open at that. "You're powerful, able to protect yourself, and you're worthy of the title that is monster. Your power was forced upon you, and for that you're ostracized, and I know that feeling. Helpless, unwanted, unloved, alone, and so desperate for attention you'll do just about everything to feel like you're noticed in a way that's more than a beast...But you're not them, you're you! Because of them, your life was a living Hell, leaving you in the cold without so much as scraps!" Everything he said made the young pariah's blood boil with rage, getting her bandages to start unraveling with chakra as the stranger's grin grew. "...Wonderful...Now," He pulled someone out of the dirt by the head, getting groans of pain and complaints.
"Isaribi the Monster of Hyraku Village, I present you Hyraku Shii, governor of Hyraku Village." Dropping the man on his bound ass, the stranger took a few steps back for her to-"Do with him what you will: forgive him, make him pay, or leave him here to rot...it's your choice." Isaribi looked to the bound man blankly, contemplating what her next move would be.
I can kill him for all the things he's let the villagers do to me...make him feel the full force of all he's let pass...or I can let him live in shame, forgive him, and walk away with my head held high and proud. Standing up with balled fists, she strode forward until she was looking the man-using-the-ground-as-a-toilet in the eye. "Tell me, how do you feel? What kind of pain do you feel?"
"...The kind that hurts?" He asked hesitantly, getting the purplette to punch him in the side of the head.
"You don't know the meaning of the word 'hurt'! I'll teach you how it feels to hurt, TEME!" She began to punch him incessantly, making the stranger's sharp-toothed grin widen into a full-out smile.
"...Wonderfull..." The stranger's Cheshire Cat smile turned demonic as he let a dark red/black substance begin to cover his body, making his face turn into a truly, eternal Cheshire Cat grin as his eyes glowed white. "This power, child, is yours to control. Take what was forced upon you and use it to tear from your adversaries' grasp that which was ripped from your own! You are the one in charge of your destiny, not them! And it's up to you whether they live and breath!" Finishing off her work by kicking the mayor's head gruesomely off, she looks to him curiously, not an ounce of fear in her eyes. "Be my student, be my kur, and I will show you what you're capable of by pushing you to your limits and to the limits of sanity. I will progress you in ways no one but you can have! As before, it is your choice, and I will respect your decision..."
That demonic grin didn't frighten her, it unsettled her of course but it also eased her fright by looking into those empty eyes as they stared at her kindly in a way only she could see. Without hesitance she said self-assuredly, "I'm in." The stranger's grin grew until his jaw cracked and he opened wide, a ball of energy forming in his maw before it shrank and he swallowed it to puff up his stomach like a balloon. Opening his mouth, he shot the blast right past her and into the distance, his target being the rest of the village. Her hair blew around in the breeze made by the explosion, the screams of agony only reaching her ears from the very few survivors.
"Then let's find the sorry fucker who gave you powers and make him pay for doing so without your consent!" At the last part, the stranger opened his clawed, right hand and gripped at the very air like he was crushing something. Isaribi looked to him before leaping onto his neck, hugging close to him as tears left her eyes and she started going on about how cruel the villagers had been to her.
He only fox-purred in return, letting her let it all out until she fell asleep. "Who are you? What's your name?"
"My name...My name is Naruto Uzumaki, although I'm more commonly known as the Nine-Tail Kitsunin. I shall be your guardian from now on until you choose to be without my presence, Isaribi." The substance receded, leaving his bewhiskered face open to her as she closed her eyes for the night. "Sleep well, my dear, we've a ways to go..."
Flashback no Jutsu KAI
Looking back on it, her sensei hadn't really changed from his bloodthirsty ways, just kept it hidden until he was bored doing so. But even so, he'd kept her out of a good deal of agony that would have befallen her had he not intervened, and she wouldn't ask for him any other way. The madman she knew as father and teacher was enough for her. The sound of a large dog's whining brought her attention to the doorway, where she could hear a conversation being held regarding her teacher.
Walking to the doorway of the room curiously, she opened it to see Akamaru staring at the door with concern in his eyes and guilt in his voice. In the hallway were the heirs of the Akamichi, Nara and Inuzuka clans, all uncomfortably asleep with the rest of their entourage having left for the hotel a few hours back with these four staying stubbornly. Why are they here? Looking to the large dog again, she sat down on the floor cross-leggedly, "So what do you want?" Her question, although sounding bored and uninterested, was merely a front for her to think things through at the moment.
She was in for a surprise when the dog spoke, "I...I want m-m-my memrrrrrrrries back...a...as...as well as my partnerrrr's!" Eyes widening slightly, she kept a straight face and answered in the same tone as before.
"I can't help," Her head propped on one arm, she yawned realistically. "You with that, Mutt." The choice of words made the beast-of-burden-sized canine growl lowly.
"My name isn't...'Mutt'!"
"Doesn't change my statement, Bow-Wow."
"That isn't my name!" With his voice raised, the white dog rose to stand and glare at the student-daughter of the last known Uzumaki.
Isaribi stood up, her posture relaxed but not unprepared for a fight. "It doesn't matter to me what your name is or who you are, pal. What matters is what I can and can't do, and since I can't help you this conversation's over." With that, she went to return to the room her teacher was in with the door closing behind her before a quit bark stopped her.
"But he can!" That made her stop and turn around, closing the door to lean against it in the hallway nonchalantly but with a stern look on her face.
Looking to the overgrown dog, she said dangerously, "What do you mean?"
The dog stared back at her with fervor. "He took from us...memories of who-what-he is...and we want our memories back! He can do that..." Isaribi's stare didn't change, nor did her demeanor of protective concern.
"And?" That one word made Akamaru falter. This young woman didn't care that her teacher, adoptive father and role model had stolen the memories of his comrades.
"How can you be...fine with that?! We're his allies, his frrrie-?!" He was interrupted by the purplette's soft giggling, a melodious sound but tainted with condescension.
"You-hihihihihihi-you're not a good listener, huh?!" Her giggling continued, rousing the three half-conscious Chunin in the hallway with them. "He doesn't have 'friends', none of us do! The pariah of society don't have frie-hihihihihihi!" She broke down into a giggling fit, making sure not to wake the entire building up as she covered her mouth to stifle the sound before regaining her composure.
"We have family," Raising her hand she lifted a finger as she counted. "Allies, enemies, strangers..." her grin vanished as she stared the dog dead in the eyes with an air of condescension. "And possessions. Which do you think he views you four as? You're not family, if you were you'd know these things. You're not enemies, otherwise you'd be dead. You're more than allies, as he obviously cared enough to remove your memories before now. More than strangers of course, why else would he give a damn about whether you live or die?! So...where does that leave you?" Finished speaking, she let it sink in for the three awakening Chunin and the Ninken.
"'Possessions'..."
"Bingo! You're not people, you're objects, and ones that he clearly appreciates the presence of but isn't against destroying if need be. I'm his adopted daughter and he treats me as such sometimes, but that doesn't change what I am to him or where I know I am. Family's important to those without it," Her eyes seemed to glow with power, making Akamaru take a step back as she leaned forward to be less than a foot away from his face. "Making the most dangerous monsters humanity's ever known. Your 'friend', the Uchiha? He had family, had it all, and had it ripped from him at the last second, leaving him a madman worth ending..."
Finished talking, she relaxed against the door again to sigh with exhaustion as scales started to grow on the exposed parts of her arms, legs and face which didn't go unnoticed by the four in the hallway with her. "Who are you..." The question came from a curiously-staring Shikamaru, getting her to stare at him with a sidelong look.
"Just another monster made by society and neglect, nothing more to it than that." She lowered herself to sit with her back against the door, her eyes staring into space as she spoke with the four males listened wholeheartedly. " One Orochimaru's lackies 'experimented'-played around actually-with the genetics of children from allover the Land of Water, stealing them away from their families, their lives and chances at happiness-claiming they'd survive and become unfathomably powerful-only for them to die from the procedure and suffer as their last breaths were breathed. I was one of the only ones to survive. 'You're one of the lucky ones', he said, but that was all bullshit because the moment they made sure I wouldn't die from being crushed by my own weight or something, they dropped me off back in my old village where I was chased out. From there it was a cycle of into-around-out of a village until I came to on where even adults were taken, and the villagers took action against me as word had spread of how I was the only one to have returned from the kidnappings which got them assuming that I was a demon like all the others."
She took in a breath only to gasp and grunt in pain as her left arm shifted into that of a half-human/half-fish. "The results of the experiment, I'll take it?" Choji's question received him a glare.
"No! It's the result of puberty! Of course it's the results of the experiment!" Her barbed words were met with a look of guilt and hurt. Raising her arm to be seen fully, she breathed heavily through her gritted, shark-like teeth at the pain. "I hate Orochimaru, especially his cruelty to anything living, but I'm smart enough to know that there's more to life than black and white like most idiots! In our travels, we came across a lot of people and places, one of which was Otogakure, or at least a camp of refugees from there. The earthquakes in that area had destroyed the village and buried it underground, where excavations were taking place to find anything left to be rebuilt. And while there-ERGH!" She gripped her side in pain, getting her listeners to get up to help her before she glared the message 'DON'T YOU DARE!' which got them back into their seats.
"Lots of the refugees, although terrified of what Orochimaru did to those he punished, were indebted to him for giving them a chance at a new life they'd have never gotten from the rest of the world." She grinned cheekily through the pain. "I even made some allies and possessions there! Me: a girl whose life was ruined by this man, made friends with his loyal subjects! The irony's hilarious, but that's not the point..." Licking her chapped lips and hand to rub her now-gilled neck, she continued. "The point's that even though I want nothing more than to see Orochimaru suffer, I know better and respect him for what he's done for those under his command...he even admitted to my face, wholeheartedly, that he was sorry for his methods and those of his subordinates in the attempt to create the most efficient underwater ninja alive."
Suddenly, she started gasping for breath and reaching for the drinking fountain, getting the faucet to break off and water to fly to her in the form of a long, thin dragon that wrapped around her neck. "Oh thank you, whoever's up there! I rarely need water to breath...but when I do need it...Unholy Hell do I need it and feel relief at its existence! Hehehehhee..." Her face changed from relieved to somber and somewhat blank. "I know what you're thinking. 'How can she forgive and accept what was done to her?' Well I'll tell you!" Getting up and pulling out a u-shaped bottle, she channeled the dragon of water into it until it was filled which got her to put the cap on it and return the faucet to its place on the fountain. She then placed the bottle around her neck and turned a nob, followed by her sitting back down with her back against the door without any problems breathing. "I don't! I don't forgive any of it, but I live with it because if I don't and decided to take revenge...all of those people whose lives had been made better, all of the effort put into giving them another chance...would be all for nothing! They depend on that pedophilic fucker, and if he was killed he'd either resurface without a scratch and go to war against my family and allies or the Village Hidden in Sound would become a mass suicide of discord and madness, resulting in all those lives that were healed being destroyed in the blink of an eye..."
Her eyes were full of smoldering with anger, but she held back and showed restraint most of the wisest people they knew would show. "That's what makes me different than any idiots who think the world's black and white! They don't see the consequences if there's a grey area or they just ignore everything else by destroying everything in that category, trying everything in their power to separate white from black..." She chuckled darkly as her eyes glowed again, sending shivers down the spines of her four listeners. "And because of that I can live with Orochimaru breathing the same air as me, even though it pains me to know that he ruined not only my life but that of my adoptive grandmother and those dead kids..." Letting them take everything in, she smirked softly.
She said, "You four aren't total idiots...that's good, at least. Sensei said you four weren't untrustworthy, just that you're all crazy enough to not run away..." And that was it. Before their eyes flew images of a youth they didn't remember experiencing with the deadlast of their class and the two before that. Isaribi grinned softly at their silence and blank expressions as she felt the link end. Thanks for the help, Isaribi-chan.
You're welcome...Tou-san... Back inside the room laid an unconscious Uzumaki, an unconscious Uzumaki with a pleased grin on his face as his old playmates were given a taste of what they'd lost before it was taken right back. He'd channeled a very thin length of youki out to his daughter, asking her to talk to his former playmates and give them back a few of their memories before he took them back through a branching of the energy he controlled. Right now, the memories the four troublemakers had right now were being rewritten again, all except their listening to Isaribi that is. He wouldn't deny her a chance at having possessions that he could no longer keep.
Isaribi strode back into the room, seeing her father's contented smile, knowing that he still couldn't leave the bed yet. Too much was at risk...
Next day, arena
(Cue: JTMachinima-Never Wake Again/JTMachinima-Your Head Will Be Mine/JTMachinima-Bleeding Secrets) Standing in the middle of the arena, she was met with a large, scaly fist that got too close, making her shunshin to the side of the tall, orange-haired man. The man looked to his left, seeing the purplette standing there calmly, getting his blood boiling. "Why you...AAAHHH!" His eyes turned black and yellow, glowing lightly as his large arm grew vents that released an energy that Isaribi had become accustomed to feeling.
"You're gathering Nature Energy, but your body's changing too much to be sage mode and the changes look to be voluntary as well as painless...So it's not a Cursed Seal either..." A hand to her chin, Isaribi looked to the ground in thought before the tall man charged at her with his fist propelling him a good deal forward, making the former test subject let a thin piscine tail extend from her body and give her balance as she sped towards him, making most of the crowd look on in confusion and tell her to turn around. It was as the two speeding shinobi neared each other that the daughter of Naruto smirked and jumped onto the orange-headed oddity's enlarged fist/arm, thwacking him in the face with her tail and landed a firm punch on his face before she went and rolled down his back to trip him with her lengthened, fish-like tail and backflipped to land on his stomach.
Kneeling to her knees, she looked him in his crazed eyes as she asked, "How are you gathering Nature Energy if you're in motion like that? You shouldn't be able to sustain that speed if you're expelling as much energy while needing to gather more, meaning you'd need to stay still..." Jumping off his stomach to avoid an attack, she stood in front of him a good distance with that same thoughtful expression on her face. "It doesn't add up. Nature Energy needs to be replenished to keep you at that speed, but you need to stay still to gather it...Since it's not a Sage Mode or a Cursed Seal, I've only one conclusion: It's a Bloodline Limit of some sort! It's the only thing that makes sense."
Her face still blank, she waited for the increasingly maddened man to stand up and get himself oriented as his arm shifted into a large blade. "YOU TALK TOO MUCH! WHY DON'T YOU JUST STAY PUT AND FIGHT ME?!"
Looking at him with a stern face, she said nothing, opting to let her actions speak louder than her words. Running at him at her toplace speed, she landed another hit on him from the front, making him start at the power she packed behind her punch. "Now that I know what your secret is, I know how to fight you." She spun around him and elbow him in the back directly over the spinal cord, getting him to grunt in emence pain.
"You little bitch!" He said, bent over in pain. "How are you so damn fast?! I called out for strong opponents for me to defeat, not to get my ass handed to me!" In the Kage Box, Tsunade was staring at the arena floor in mild concern.
She's Naruto's daughter and apprentice, The Fifth Hokage thought seriously. Meaning she won't be easy to beat, but is that really true? She's a Genin with large reserves, but that doesn't mean she's the winning side... Jiraiya, seeing his old teammate's expression of concern from his spot leaning against the wall, chuckled kindly. "She's smart enough to beat him and has enough power to give your apprentice, Sakura, a day of pain if they were to spar."
Tsunade turned to see his proud grin, making her glare at him suspiciously. "What did you do to train her and how did you corrupt her?!" That pointed question made him bark in laughter, his eyes watering from the hilarious idea of him corrupting sweet Isaribi.
"Hahahaha! I wouldn't do that, Tsunade! I'm not just a pervert, you know?" His words only made his former teammate raise an eyebrow skeptically. In mock pain, he held his chest. "That cuts deep, Tsunade-hime, really deep. Naruto taught her how to fight, making sure she developed her own style of combat so she wouldn't be using only his and being beaten because of it. He taught her what he could, mostly guerrilla tactics of fighting, but she needed more than what he could offer and I delivered as much as I could for her and her sensei to learn." Back down in the arena, Isaribi had made out of water a large, flat greatsword with two curved parts near the end of the blade. It was about as big as her body, but she held it like it was as light as a normal saber. Continuing, Jiraiya said nonchalantly, "She was a scared little girl when Naruto found her and brought her along. A timid girl with a kind and gentle heart, only killing small animals for food and wounding her attackers out of self-defense, but as she stayed with us..."
Isaribi strode forward, her opponent doing the same with his left arm in the form of an axe. Meeting in the middle, they prepared to strike the other. "She developed a taste for bloodshed and carnage, her kind and gentle heart still there but protected by armor of pain and aggression...She's become a merciless killer, restraint being in her nature and only brandishing a weapon to draw blood and inflict pain!" The two fighters struck each other, their weapons clashing before the young purplette's dissolved and solidified as it drew the orange-haired man's blood in an arc across his chest, while his axe had done the same. Backing off from each other, they recuperated a bit.
"What," The man started between grunts of pain. "THE HELL DID YOU LET YOURSELF GET CUT FOR?! THAT MAKES NO SENSE, EVEN FOR ME!" Isaribi stared impassively at him, her face blank and her eyes full of subtle depravity.
Silence remained for a moment before she spoke calmly. "Those who aren't willing to suffer pain aren't worthy to inflict it. If I didn't do that, we'd be stuck in a stalemate, but now we're at equal ground befor-" The sound of flesh healing stopped her as the wound she'd made on his chest healed in a criss-cross manner, getting her to look surprised for a moment before regaining her composure and making a simple noise. "Hm." She Shunshin'd on his large axe-arm, swinging for the man's neck before she was punched directly in the chest, knocking the wind out of her and sending her into one of the walls. The Genin came out of the dent she made, coughing and gasping a bit before a smirk came to her face and electric sparks flew off her body.
"...That's more like it...It's about damn time I got to fight someone strong enough to get me into the Bingo Book!" She vanished in again, this time in the form of a lightning bolt striking her and her body turning to water. That was followed by a ceiling of chains coming over the arena, making everyone look up and the ninja in the audience saw Isaribi on the wall near the top which explained the deployment of the chain ceiling. The purplette with a scaly tail climbed the chains silently until she was above her adversary which made her drop down on his back, two daggers made of metal, bone and seashells with which she pierced his flesh before crawling onto his torso where she started tearing him apart like a rabid beast.
Jugo, the orange-headed warbeast, grabbed her and morphed his arm into a cannon of sorts that he shot her out of into the other wall where she ran up to be back on the chain ceiling where he couldn't see her thanks to the sunlight. Using that to her advantage, she brought out more daggers and kunai she had hidden in her clothes and dropped onto his head, her feet hitting him spot on. The larger man was shellshocked, his head now jarred went and hit the ground facefirst, making the audience grimace and wince. Grabbing her daggers from before, she jumped off him and threw all of the kunai in her hands into his back, making sure to avoid hitting his spine.
The pain roused him, which lead to him grabbing her tail and spinning around until she was thrown into the Kage Box, where she saw her father's teacher and niece. "...Oh, this is getting old...Hey, Ero-sensei!" Jiraiya looked to her, not even making a comment on the title. "Mind if I use-"
"GET BACK HERE, YOU BITCH!" Jugo launched himself into the air, readying a punch for his adversary before Isaribi opened her palm where her tail and hand generated an unstable Rasengan, the bandages over her arms unwinding as her scale-tattoos glowed a little bit which allowed electricity to course into the orb along with water. "Ranton: RASENGAN!" Her jutsu met Jugo's fist, tearing through it and shocking him into paralysis. Looking to her adoptive cousin, she asked cheekily, "Did I win?"
The entire stadium facefaulted, some of the audience being squished under Jugo's weight as he'd fallen on them thanks to paralysis. Jiraiya was laughing, Anko doing the same in the stands while everybody was getting over the fact that a Genin had beaten an unofficial Chunin! However, Isaribi lost consciousness from the exertion and started to fall from the opening in the Kage Box's front that she had made before Tsunade caught her and held her close. "I think that counts as a win, don't you?!" Her voice was shaky and her face nervous at the fact she was holding a powerhouse close to herself...(Uncue music)
Flashback no Jutsu
A younger Isaribi kicked Naruto in the arm, followed up by flipping to make a slice for his face with the daggers he'd made for her. Her Kaima Form had changed as she had. She was taller than when Naruto had met her and her body had more scaly patches at random areas. A thin, muscular, piscine, paddle-like tail had sprouted from her tailbone with her arms growing fins on the elbow-area and her hands had become webbed, the fact she had claws being a plus. On her arms, legs, and tail were black tattoos that her scales formed while she was outside of Kaima Form. There color was that of coal or the inky depths of the sea, before they started to glow with electricity leaving them.
"Unagi no Kami Seinaru Fukushu!" Isaribi's call of jutsu was accompanied by several handseals she had invented, before her limbs formed eel heads of water at the ends, getting her to start punching, kicking and thwacking her teacher. Naruto dodged most of them intern, being hit by them a few times, but avoiding most. Then his student's limbs punctured the ground and the eels of water found their way through his body.
Coughing up blood, Naruto grinned wickedly as the eels left his body and his student reverted back to normal. "Very good, Isaribi. You're progressing faster than I expected and your creativity's something to behold," The praise made the young purplette blush. "But you need to think outside the box more than just surprising them with attacks that are unorthodox! There's so much you can do with chakra, and that means you've gotta find as many of those things as possible, understand?"
She nodded at the last part, when suddenly her tattoos started glowing brightly and she was floating above the ground by about five feet. "Sensei?!" Before she or he could speak, she was wracked with agonizing pain that made Jiraiya come running out of the forest. Naruto was holding his ears in pain from his student's screams of pain, while his teacher was flying through handseals that ended with a seal flowing off of him and onto his grandstudent. The seal forced the light and chakra back into her body, but the damage had been done.
Her clothes were torn, her hair longer and her body more...'Mature', to say the least. She was taller, her bust now a large C-cup, her figure more muscular and her scale-tattoos were more prominent as well as more visible since there were more that just on her limbs. They reached to her cheeks, neck and torso where Jiraiya and Naruto were resisting the urge to look as she was now buck naked thanks to the forced growth-spurt. "Sensei? Erosensei? Why aren't you looking at me? And why's it so-" Looking down, she shrieked and covered herself with her arms and tail, getting Jiraiya to go through handseals and make his hair grow into some clothes for his god-grandchild.
The clothes, although simple, worked for her and she wore them with grace after a few alterations. Out of the blue came a small group of shinobi, all bearing the emblem of Iwagakure no Sato, making Naruto grin demonically with Jiraiya glaring at them while Isaribi rushed them head-on. That was the incorrect course of action on her part, as one of the Iwa-nin caught her after she stumbled from being taller than before and held a kunai to her throat, "If you want this..." The bastard took a look at the female in his arms with a kunai to her throat lustily. "Fine woman back in one piece, old man," Jiraiya glared heatedly at the fuckers now at the mention of his age.
"Hand over the Kitsunin and the woman will be returned...intact" That was followed by the man holding Isaribi to grope her a little bit, getting the young purplette to blush profusely and making Naruto's eyes go all red as his body was engulfed in bloody youki and fur. With a roar, the Kitsunin charged at the bastards with the gaul to take his apprentice as a hostage. He appeared behind the largest one with pink hair, shoving his hand straight down through his spine and ripping out every intestine he came into contact with, making the man scream as he was now paralyzed but still able to feel everything.
Naruto went the extra mile and pulled out the large man's spine out through his tailbone, making him scream until his throat was filled with blood and he choked. The next bastard to die was the one next to the guy with Isaribi, whose legs were ripped gorily off by the raging Kitsunin as were his arms before his torso and face were eaten by the livid fox-loving blonde. The man holding Isaribi, said purplette and Jiraiya were frozen with fear.
Turning away from his meal, Naruto looked to the man holding his apprentice with an unknowably evil grin on his face, making the man holding Isaribi hostage literally shit his pants. The Kyu Kitsunin took a step and tore his daughter-figure away from her assailant and started to torture him so much that Isaribi and Jiraiya actually got used to the screaming and had to wait until the next day for the man to die.
With a roar Naruto turned to find himself staring into the eyes of his adopted daughter. "Sensei, it's alright..." They stood there, an hour and a half of staring into each other's eyes as Naruto reverted from his four-tailed form and turned into a large, four-tailed fox with a glare on its face.
Flashback no Jutsu KAI!
That had been the greatest memory Isaribi shared with her sensei and grandsensei. It was still early on in their journey, which is when she was still under the impression Jiraiya of the Sannin was just an enormous pervert, but that day had changed her mind and revealed to her he was a trustworthy and kind man. But he was still a huge pervert in her opinion!
Waking up, she found herself back in her sensei's hospital room on the couch with a nasty cut on her torso and several bruises that had healed over pretty well. Her 'grandmother' of sorts was sitting on that same couch, Isaribi's head in her lap as she stroked her hair. "Hey there, Isaribi." Looking up to her, the younger purplette gave her an expression of confusion as she tried to get up, only making Anko hold her still which was followed by struggling from the former citizen from the Land of the Sea. "Have fun beating up that guy?"
"Yes, but I'd prefer to be sitting up now!" She struggled more, but to no avail. The smile on Anko's face became dangerous as she started tickling her granddaughter, getting the younger sufferer of Orochimaru's cruelty to start laughing so hard she dropped something from her pocket, making it clang lightly on the floor. The object was a single dogtag that had one name on each side. Anko saw one name though, 'Mitarashi', and grabbed it before her grandaughter could.
"...'Isaribi Mitarashi," Flipping it over, the Special Jonin continued, "Daughter of-'" Swiping it away, said half-kaima prevented her senior purplette to finish reading.
"That's private! Don't be nosy!" There were tears in her eyes, knowing what it said but not willing to accept it.
Anko said nothing, but let a snake slither out of her sleeve quietly to snatch it out of the younger kunoichi's hands and continue reading. But, what she saw made her freeze and lose consciousness.
Timeskip no Jutsu! Next day
Anko awoke with a gasp, finding herself on the couch with Isaribi leaned up against her, mumbling in her sleep things that no one would expect her to say while awake. "Fu...cking bitch...leave sen..sensei alone!" The calm air was filled with remembrance and guilt before the room exploded from the door, sending them flying out the window before Naruto awoke with a start and transformed to get his mother and daughter on his back.
(Cue: Halestorm-The Reckoning/T Pain-Turn All The Lights On) He landed with a grunt, his joints popping painfully and amazingly as his paws left holes in the ground. Barking loudly, he looked to his mother with the word 'explain' written on his vulpine face. Before an answer could be given, a man without the front of a shirt on leapt after them, something stuck to his back.
The attacker landed in front of them, his height being just above six feet and his features being that of a twenty year-old or just under. He had a skintight fabric on his back, said fabric held-"A fucking door?!" Indeed it was. The door of the hospital room to be exact, its knob having been removed and the glass broken. His attire was that of someone off the streets with tattered-yet-wearable jeans, an odd chain belt made of popcan tabs and his feet were that of a feline's. Slitted, green eyes stared at the Kitsunin and a tail swished behind the attacker calmly.
"Nice to see ya haven't changed, Anko..." He placed a fedora on his head, a dangerous smirk on his face. "Ya always were a firecracker, eh, Naruto?" The fox blinked confusedly at his attacker. "Oh, right, introductions. I'm no one ya gotta worry 'bout, but suffice to say...I'm a god!" He vanished from sight, only to be replaced by a man using a bike as a weapon before Naruto's clawed hand pierced his heart, making him drop the object and get the fox-loving Jonin to become interested.
It wasn't the bike that interested him, but the gears, chain, handles and wheels as he took it apart and started to work his magic on it. Wrapping the chain at the centers of both wheels together and catching the broken-in-half handles in it too with the gears in the middle, he clawed wounds into his chest and arms, beginning to bleed all over the wheels and chain with handles and gears. He then went through handseals and placed a seal on the newly-made weapon. The handles had grown to be halved, but two on each wheel on a different side of the wheel, its chain fusing into a mechanism of some sort and the wheel having grown large enough to crush someone's skull.
Suddenly, two uncurved kunai blades flew at him before they were caught by Isaribi's tail and their bases slammed together as chakra fused them into one twinblade. Seeing a small, curved knife, Isaribi kicked it up to her teacher with her tail, the knife being caught by the man and fused to one of his guns with youki and a sealless seal. (Irony)
"What're you two up to?" Anko's question was answered by the younger purplette.
"Preparing. If we make our own weapons off of what we get, we can make some things stronger than what was and would've been. We come up with name for our weapons and give them a bit of a life of their own." She held out her dualblade as an example, "Dimlight is the name of this newly-made javelin-like weapon. It should glow somewhat when an enemy is near..." It started to glow a faint silver, making Naruto look around before taking aim and firing one of his guns which shot a glowing senbon straight through the wouldbe attacker's heart.
"Sensei's made what looks like a modern-day wheel for torture. But," She said as her weapon started to dimly glow, making her spin it around her before piercing a random shinobi from a different village straight through the skull then down through the body, causing brainmatter to mix with intestinal residue. "My past never knew what I was, so who's to say we're going to make it out of her alive?" Above the village drew low-hanging storm clouds that created a ceiling, making it obvious they weren't allowed to leave. All that was left to do was smirk a sharp-toothed smirk...
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That's a wrap ladies, gents an' other! I finally got some inspiration, an' here it is in chapter 38 an' the new year. Naruto's feral, primal aggression to the fuckers that held his girl hostage's understandable, as he's a guy of loyalty an' family above all else. When somethin' or someone comes between him an' those things, he'd no doubt become violent. Isaribi's tail bein' apart of her anatomy instead of part of her Kaima Form's 'cause the amount of energy needed to grow, un-grow, an' then regrow a limb's more than a ninja should have to spare. For Isaribi's heritage, ya'll're gonna have to find out next chapter.
So as always: R&R, thanks for bein' 'ere, no flamin' my ass, constructive criticism an' SEE YA-G'NIGHT!