Whaz up ladies, gents an' other! This chapter's been a bitch to write and edit for a few reasons that aren't important. What is important's the continuation of what the fuck's been going on.

'Cause Naruto's been thrown into a new playground, he's gonna be on his best behavior so he doesn't break it as badly as his normal one since he doesn't know how long he's gonna be stuck with it. Now, ever since I made our favorite lunatic act as such there's been a few PMs complainin' that he's actin' incredibly OOC and overly psychotic. To those who think so: He's being no different than he was as a kid. His madness comes from his youth when he was abused, molested and insulted constantly.

Now that he doesn't have anyone he actually knows in the Konoha he's in at the moment, he's free to be himself without feelin' prejudiced by those who he even gives a slight fuck about. The quickness of his mood's also due to his trauma, but it's majorly influenced by his hereditary madness he inherited from Kushina. Being overly psychotic and bipolar, Naruto's mood swings are sudden an' nearly unpredictable for humans.

His flask of ramen/foxnip juice keeps him docile for as long as he has some in it. On another note, Naruto's 'lack of loyalty' to the women he's paired with. All of ya who think the Kitsunin's disloyal to Temari an' Ino, answer me this question: How can he feel emotional love for another creature if he's never been loved? Naruto's been protected an' raised by Anko, fed by the Ichiraku chefs, befriended by the other drop outs, mentored by his former overseer as well as his godfather an' he's fatherin' a girl whose life's as hard as his was. Tell me where he'd have a chance to experience love or even understand compassion as a concept let alone an emotion.

Anko sees him as her son, but she can't feel love either. All o' the people who're closest to Naruto are either able to feel love but can't give it to Naruto 'cause he won't understand an' will end up freaking out or they've never experienced it themselves an're giving what they can to the fox-lovin' nutcase. With this in mind, Naruto's 'disloyal' behavior's not actually a sign o' disloyalty or betrayal. Devoid of love his entire life, he can't feel or give it so he's prone to make moves on those around him if he doesn't feel connected to them. He's loyal as fuck, but he doesn't have any love to give so he can't be loyal in that sense unless love is able to be felt by his heavily-guarded heart.

HUGE WARNING: THIS CHAPTER'S GOING INTO THE META-STORY THAT'S BEEN PERMEATING THE ENTIRETY OF MY OTHER GOOD STORIES!

Everything else aside, we're gonna see how Naruto copes with bein' in this new playground. I own nothin' in these stories.

Thoughts or emphasis

'Paraphrasin'

"Normal speech"

"Nonhuman speech or Inner Sakura"

Jutsu

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Strolling through the village, screams accompanied his very passing and scrambling for safety followed his pawprints. He stood on two legs but his hind legs had lost their human shape, appearing like those of a large vulpine. No killer intent was being released from himself or from his current sitter. Shino was silent, his glasses hiding his eyes from the light and the Kitsunin's viewing while his high-collared hood hid his lower face from view to prevent anyone from knowing how he felt at any moment.

Mind blank with boredom and pulse calm, Naruto was left with a feeling of depression from the lack of events going on at the moment. The silence, although oppressive and uncomfortable, wasn't awkward nor relaxed. Strolling through the village, Naruto's shadow didn't hide his true nature and his pawprints made it very clear he was heavy as well as less than human.

"How come you're leaving pawprints instead of footprints?" Shino asked, Naruto's ears twitching in their sharp, animalistic manner.

Answering first with a soft chuckle, Naruto said, "I'm even less human than the villagers accused me of being when I was a child. My legs are permanently like this now unless I use a Henge but I don't feel like pretending to be human when everyone knows that isn't the case."

"If you aren't human," Began the Aburame heir. "Then what are you?"

"You don't know how much I'd enjoy being able to tell you, Shino. The truth is, I don't even know what I am anymore. For a fact I know I'm not a youkai or a demon, but I'm definitely not human anymore either. So...that leaves only one question."

"What are you?"

Nodding at the questioning-answer. "My world's Tsunade hasn't checked up on me yet since she was busy dealing with the Jounin Exams. When I get back, I doubt I'll let my niece see my loss of humanity since she's in a tight situation at the moment. Either way, that's the way things are and I can't answer you as to what I am." After inhaling a quick breath, he continued. "All I can tell you concerning my less-than-human form is that the stronger I get using youki, the less human I become...or at least that's what I can gather from this."

The clan heir nodded silently, contemplation obviously being his dominant mindset at the moment. Silence was what remained between them as the citizens ran for their lives and screamed. A few civilians went out of their way to threaten or attempt at attacking the red haired Jounin. Just about all of these attempts were met with Naruto destroying the spirit of anyone who made an attempt to hurt him.

Swish! Swoosh! Swesh! These were the sounds of a pitchfork, sickle and a kunai made through the air as a gang of civilians found their way into Naruto's path, stupidity being all over their faces as they sneered at the bewhiskered shinobi like they were powerful opponents. "I thought children aren't allowed to have weapons without supervision in this world?" Naruto said so that it sounded like he was whispering loud enough for the gang to hear him.

"WHAT WAS THAT, DEMON?!" One of the gang members demanded, his voice grating on the nerves of everyone around him and his very presence making Naruto irritable. Before the shouter could utter another sound, he was higher than the Hokage Tower's peak and gasping for breath from the sudden shortage of air due to the altitude as well as sudden ascent. On the ground stood the literally scared shitless gang, a going-to-save-the-gangster's-life Shino and a disinterested Naruto Uzumaki.

Looking to the other gangsters, Naruto asked honestly curious yet completely disinterestedly, "Anyone else feel talkative?" The reaction from gangsters was that of absolutely pathetic display of unprecedented worshiping of the fox-legged, bare-chested redhead. What the fuck? Were his thoughts of unintrigued confusion. "It appears that you've started a new religion or at the very least developed a cult just from a display of...an effortless kick?"

Confusion was in Kyuubi's voice as he answered his vessel, making Naruto shrug as he continued his stroll, stepping on the heads and limbs of his new worshipers. The gangster he'd sent skyward was soon to join the rest of his gang when Shino landed with him in his arms. "Why'd you do that?" Asked the sunglasses-wearing shinobi unhappily.

Dismissively Naruto answered with, "He was in the way and his voice made my ears ache."

"But you could've walked around them or at the very least asked them to move out of the way." Countered the displeased insect-user.

"Answer me this, Shino." Naruto said uninterestedly. "Why would give gangsters the satisfaction of believing they're in charge or even deserving of being acknowledged as sentient beings if they don't do so for others?"

"It's polite and it prevents conflict." Was his answer.

"You really don't understand a thing, do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Humans aren't deserving of those who they treat cruelly. Mitarashi, Uzumaki, Nii, Bee and many more are examples of the people who humans have no right to even know let alone hurt. I'm one of many people who've had the short end of the stick our entire lives or a majority of it." Naruto said plainly. His voice was devoid of emotion and completely empty of paying any real attention. "This world isn't black and white. Anyone existing inside that grey area's treated like the definition of shit and unlike a tool. When the woman who raised me was sent out on a mission it was because either there weren't enough shinobi skilled enough to do it-usually ending up in numerous casualties before she's even mentioned as a choice-or when the likelihood of survival's nearly zero which is the Council's hope for all of us."

"They govern our village and want what's best for it." Shino defended.

"Really? Than explain why they didn't have the village's security made top priority when the Chuunin Exams occurred? It was the Council who decided to leave the security in such a pitiful state that lead to your Hiruzen's death." Naruto said this with a blank expression and a lack of any feeling besides boredom.

"If that's the case, then why is security made up of the strongest shinobi in Konoha?"

"You mean those Chuunin at the top of the wall next to the southern gate who left their post and took the next shift of guards for a few barrels of saki, right? If that's the best this Konoha's got to offer, than I'll take my world's Konoha any day. At least that village will give me a challenge when I decide to destroy it."

Hearing everything he said, Shino grabbed Naruto's shoulder firmly and held a kunai to his neck which made the Kitsunin stare at him disinterestedly before walking, causing his throat to be slit and soon after mended. "Don't try hurting me if you don't know how to bypass my regeneration, kid. It'll only end up in pain for you and those around you."

"How do you know that guards left their post and took the next shift for drinks? What do you mean you're going to destroy it?" Shino asked these things in a voice expressing his suspicion and hostility.

"This Konoha's shifts of security are easy to read and predict even by the standards this village has set. And add onto the fact that I saw them leaving thanks to my foxes, I've got the entire village surrounded and under my sight. As to what I mean when I say I'll destroy Konoha...that's self explanatory, don't you think? My world's Konoha abused me, molested me and hurt me to the point that I've ended up as the me you see before you. For that reason, when I'm strong enough and skilled enough, I'll destroy the village that prides itself on being the greatest in the Elemental Nations." Naruto's offhanded attitude towards these topics as he walked was something of a shocker.

Talking about the destruction of someone's home and village of allegiance in such a bored, more-interested-in-something-else manner was a stab at Shino's sense of loyalty to his village. Shino, deciding to make a point, sent a swarm of his insects at Naruto, engulfing the redhead in an orb of black insects, getting everyone around them to back off in concern.

"I won't let you destroy any villages, monster!" As soon as he said the word 'monster', animalistic laughter began to echo around them, scaring the civilians around them.

"Wow. KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE! This world's Konohanin are as stupid as they are weak." Before Shino could question him or recall his insects, the orb was obliterated in a whirlwind of energy. "You actually think you can beat me after you heard what I did to your world's Kyuubi Jinchuuriki?! Your village's powerhouse?! KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKKEKEKE! This place is the perfect comedy only its punchline's been said too early and the crowd's laughter only echoes in the first row..."

"No matter how strong you are," Shino declared, his voice even but his mood clearly that of a prepared combatant. "You're not invincible and your weaknesses are left wide open!" The Aburame dashed for the Kitsunin, getting him to grin manically which made the Chuunin leap away as a flurry of foxes appeared out of thin air and charged him. "What?"

"Your 'swarming the opponent and drain them of energy' trick isn't new, bud." Naruto answered. "There are several shinobi who don't have a bloodline and have come to a similar technique with variations between them. Hell, I do it for kicks and reconnaissance, but you use it for combat! Your insects aren't useless but they're not bred to be used in a fight. More likely they're bred for stealth kills and getting intel from the opposition. What I don't get is why don't you breed a strain of insects made for combat instead of just your average hive?"

Shino responded with, "It wouldn't work!" Once he said that, a fox found its way to his shoulder and ripped off his goggles, exposing his light-sensitive eyes to the sun's beating rays which was met with him shouting out his pain.

"Sheesh!" Naruto growled out, his slitted eyes seeing the movement with a blurriness at a distance and a wider field of sight. This was how foxes, small cats and reptiles see the world but it came with a disadvantage.

"GAATSUGA!" Called out a proud Inuzuka, turning into a twister with his canine companion coming with him. Out of the blur came movement that caught his eye, but it was too late as the twisters were upon him, getting him to growl and morph his arms into Orka Klær with which he halted the path of the twin twisters.

A chuckle left the vulpine Jounin. "Cheeky children never know when to hold their hand or when to fold...Ah well, I guess I'll just have to teach these yous as well!" Saying that with a sadistic gleam in his eyes and a sick grin on his face, he grabbed the spinning duo, stopping them dead in their motion, and threw them in opposite directions with a twist in his claws' wrists, turning them into unintentional drills that flew through the buildings and stalls nearby. "Good to know I can still humiliate children here as well as at home. And while I'm on that note, I'd better give him his goggles before he pitches an even bigger fit."

He extended a claw of energy and grabbed the goggles before throwing them at Shino's face, the rubber eye-protection hitting him and getting him to stop as he proceeded to return them to their place on his face with Naruto's foxes returning to their origins in the Kitsunin's sleeves. With a swig of his flask, Naruto said disinterestedly, "I'm heading back to that hotel room the bitch rented me. You're free to go home, kid." All Shino could do was stare silently, uncertainty in his unseen eyes and confusion stirring in his mind.

While Shino went on to do his own business, Naruto went to do something he knew he'd regret on several levels. "Kit," Kyuubi said. "We'll be recognized by the impostors and this Konoha's security will be focused on keeping 'their weapon' safe from harm. If you intend to go through with this, you'll need a plan."

I'm well aware, Kyuubi. But on the note of a plan...do you know Morse Code?

"I've been held captive by your clan for centuries and in that time many of them learned Morse Code, so yes."

Nodding to himself in relief, the Kitsunin continued as he strode towards the hospital through the alleyways and hidden passages he came across. Okay, do you think this world's Kyuubi knows Morse Code?

Silence answered the Jinchuuriki but he knew that it wasn't contemplative or even thoughtful. Having spoken to his tenet often after realizing its presence, Naruto had come to understand when the Kyuubi was in a foul mood as well as what buttons to push. "IT HAD DAMN WELL BETTER HAVE LEARNED MORSE CODE! IF I'VE HAD TO DRAG MYSELF THROUGH THE FILTH THAT IS HUMANITY, LEARNING THINGS ALONG THE WAY, IT HAD BETTER DONE THE SAME BECAUSE I WON'T STAND FOR AN IMPOSTOR MAKING ME LOOK LIKE A FOOL!" The most powerful of the Bijuu released several consecutive waves of Killer Intent out towards the Kyuubi of this world, its power being greater than all of the humans in the village to the point none of them could even feel anything happen. However, returning pulses of Killer Intent answered the previous question of where this world's Kyuubi knew Morse Code.

And what did it say?

"Its response was that of an underdeveloped bastardization of my being and I don't care for it..."

Shrugging as he shifted into the shape of a run-of-the-mill nurse, Naruto forced a suave grin. That's fair and all, but what I meant is the specific response. How articulated is it and would it be able to understand potentially lengthy messages?

Kyuubi snarled, snout poking out of its cage between the bars with teeth bared and mouth agape in rage. "ITS ASS IS ON THE LINE IF IT'S STUPIDER THAN THESE HUMANS THAT WALK ABOUT THIS PUNY VILLAGE!" Naruto's grin didn't vanish but it didn't really grow either as he chuckled.

Good to know you're happy to do this.

"FUCK OFF, KIT!"

Should of, would of, could of; Níu. Would you kindly message it that we're going to talk to its host and we don't want to fight?

"You can lie to yourself but you can't lie to me, Kit."

I mean if we don't have to, Níu. Getting into a fight with a wounded opponent's below me and besides, Naruko paused as she made sure she wasn't too run-of-the-mill yet not too unique. I'm a kitsune of my word.

Instead of answering, Kyuubi sent out a few more pulses of Killer Intent which were met with several other pulses in response. "It's stupid, but it won't be stupid enough to challenge anything while its host is unable to heal properly thanks to your actions."

Quite honestly I thought my actions were justified.

"Spoken like a true psychopath...I'm going to take a rest. Don't disturb me, kit!"

Wait, why is it you call me kit? We're in a truce but that doesn't mean we're friendly and I remember you said that names are important to you.

A sigh escaped the large beast. "When you learn my name will you understand, Kit. Now leave me alone!" Naruko merely nodded silently as she came upon the hospital entrance. Taking a short intake of breath, she stepped through onto the premises and strode after the chakra scent of her wouldbe doppelganger. (Naruto's a psychopath of the highest order and he's also a kitsune by nature which are creatures that disguise themselves as either human gender to seduce, fuck an' kill random mortals. That's why I'm callin' him-her? it?-'Naruko' instead of Naruto since he identifies as Naruko while in female form)

Not too long after she found the wannabe in Room 009, getting a rueful smirk out of the young woman and a quick, unnoticeable swig of her flask as she entered. "Who are you?" Asked the room's only patient. "I don't remember asking for anyone to come by?"

A quick nod of acknowledgement was met with a suspicious glare from the blonde. "That's because you didn't. I'm not a doctor but I am a fully-fledged nurse and I was asked to check on you so we know what we might need to change." Her answer wasn't a bad one and it made sense to the blonde in bed it seems as he relaxed in his place on the bed with a depressed sigh. Looking to her 'patient' curiously, she asked innocently, "Why so glum, hun?"

The wannabe Naruto didn't answer or really react out of the ordinary from being addressed so kindly aside from an even more depressed look on his face. "It's so lonely here and no one's made it better. Lost my arm, Tsunade Baa-chan hasn't come by to check up on me and I've hated hospitals ever since I was a kid...You don't seem to hate me for what I am. Why is that?"

A compassionate smile graced her soft features. "I was raised to never judge a book by its cover and to always treat everyone equally, no matter the background or what they are. It's a shame to see such a handsome young man be left alone to wallow here in his sorrow while his friends live their lives out there, in the real world, hmm?"

"I'm sure they're just busy with missions and making sure the bastard who did this to me pays!" The blue-eyed blonde said simply.

Quirking an eyebrow, the nurse sat down next to him on his armless side with a stethoscope in hand and began checking his vitals as she asked confusedly, "Too busy to visit their wounded friend? Forgive me if I sound rude, but those don't sound like friends if they're not considerate enough to visit you in your time of need while they enjoy their lives without you."

Inwardly, Naruko smirked as her plan went accordingly. "What are you talking about?"

"On my way here, I passed by a few of those kids from the Konoha no Juichinin and they were chatting it up about how you were in the hospital. None of them seemed that bothered by it." She said honestly. "I asked if your being in the hospital wasn't unusual and they told me that you rarely got hurt badly enough to warrant medical treatment."

"They're my friends and they care, but shinobi work doesn't make it easy for personal time." The blonde defended quietly, acting unaffected by this nurse's questioning of his friends' loyalty.

"Last time I checked, when the Uchiha boy was hurt enough to be here, several of them were here too. And since he went rogue, that means they're more loyal to an enemy of their village than they are to their one of their own. I'm sorry, dear, but you've got this friend thing all wrong."

The blonde turned and looked into the sympathetic eyes of the nurse before scrunching up his facial features into a glare and saying sternly, "Tell me who you are or leave me alone!"

"What?" She asked in sincere confusion.

Slamming his one remaining arm into the nightstand next to the bed, he announced in a raised voice, "My friends aren't like that and you're filling my head with lies to make me turn against them. Now either tell me who you are or leave me alone!" A powerful silence filled the room after that, the nurse's face portraying shock and the blonde's showing anger before a sick chuckle left the nurse.

"Looks like you're not a complete idiot after all," The nurse said before shifting into the redheaded, violet-slitted-eyed bastard that blew his arm off. "Naruto Uzumaki." Naruto stood in front of his blonde wannabe with a charming smirk on his face, his slitted eye boring into the petrified blonde. Said hospital patient moved to hit a button to call for a nurse when his attacker said calmly, "I placed seals around this room, Naruto. No one can get in here or out of here without my say so and also, this room's wiring is destroyed to all Hell." Just hearing that, the one-armed ninja was frozen with fear of what would happen to him in his weakened state.

"You hurt me..." The blonde warned, licking his chapped lips. "And Tsunade Baa-chan will have your head!"

"No she won't."

Unknown location

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Asks a card dealing female. Chuckles answer her as she looks to see the body she's following is getting ahead of her, making her speed up.

"Kekekekeke...I don't know if anything's a good idea anymore, Andromeda. All I know's that Ragnarok's drawing closer and the binds will be no more on my son and myself." Says the chuckling male with a look of crazed glee, anticipating the day he is free to wreak havoc on all before him.

Abruptly, a voice penetrates the void towards Andromeda. "Your visiting time has passed, Lady. Leave while I'm still docile..." Said woman rises from her position and vanishes with a wave of a card, getting the chuckling male to snort at her flashy departure.

Muttering to himself, the male says, "Never going to find that interesting after figuring out how it works."

"Is this all a game to you?!" Demands the voice from the void, revealing it to be Sleipnir. "All you ever do is slack off, taunt or insult those around you and cause trouble for everyone in the community by playing childish pranks that achieve nothing but impede progress. You personally cause pandemics and epidemics out of boredom and yet nothing's enough!"

"This isn't a game, my son. If this were a game I'd be having fun, but right now...all I'm feeling is pity..." With an air of disappointment in his son, the male smirks when Sleipnir neighs in aggression at the jab towards his status as a representative of public authority.

"Oh, and what would you do in my place, mother?! Destroy countries-worlds-when you're bored and attack innocent bystanders when they get in your way? I don't think so!" Sleipnir declares furiously, stamping his hooves into the groundless void they speak within.

Wind sweeps through the void, making Sleipnir's mane wave around wildly as the incarcerated male's eyes begin to glow warningly. "Don't test me, son. Don't want to regret anything, now, do we?" His words aren't a threat but a dangerous plea of a parent. "I can't make another you and I don't want to try and fail!"

Sleipnir's stamping slows to a stop as the winds die down. "Very well, mother. I'm misbehaving again."

"Even if you're not apologizing, I forgive you nonetheless. Thankfully, you're not as impulsive as I was at your age..."

With Naruto

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER, YOU DEMON?!" The blonde-haired Naruto demanded, eyes flashing red for an instant, making the Kitsunin frown with a shake of the head.

Sighing, the redhead answered slowly, "I haven't killed her if that's what you mean. And for your information, Drengur," He said the last word with a soft snarl that carried years of experience killing that the blonde couldn't even begin to challenge, shutting him up before he could interrupt. "I'm not a demon! And I'm not a half-demon, either."

"Then what did you mean when you said she wouldn't do anything?" Came the blonde's suspicious query.

In response, the Kitsunin yawned and simply said, "She won't do anything because she doesn't know everything I'm capable of or what I'll do if she tries to lay a hand on me again. Besides, I'm not going to hurt you. What would I get out of that, Drengur?"

"Sadistic pleasure!" The blonde accused.

"Not if there's nothing to it. Sadism comes from being the prey and becoming the predator after suffering time as the hunted, while pleasure is something that's received as positive stimulus in the brain." Yawning again, the Kitsunin bobbed the weaker Naruto's head like a bobblehead toy. "This place is so boring, even if I accidentally made some retards start a new religion. Oh, that reminds me: the term demon doesn't apply to the jinchuuriki in general since the Biju are the pieces of the Kanína Gyðja, so that basically makes the jinchuuriki demigods in a sense."

"Wait, wha-" The blonde was interrupted by another yawn and the redhead falling asleep, his hair changing shape to form vulpine ears on top of his head and the atmosphere around him mellowed so much it was as if he wasn't there anymore. "How do you know all this stuff?" The weaker Naruto asked quietly, keeping his voice low so as not to rouse the baggy-eyed redhead.

Suddenly, an earthquake shook the village, tearing it to shreds and crumbling it into nothingness while the redheaded Naruto remained fast asleep.

Some level of reality (META-STORY INCOMING)

"WAKE UP!"

Starting with a shudder, a headless and limbless torso roused from its slumber. How long have I been dreaming?

"You haven't." Answered a voice from inside the torso's mind, the space permeating the landscape silencing anything but the torso's thoughts and this voice. "We don't dream anymore, remember?"

No, Answered the torso, crunching its abdomen and rising to 'stand' on its pelvis which was nowhere near comfortable or easy to keep balance on. All I remember is what I saw before I woke up. If I wasn't dreaming, what was that I've been seeing for however long?

The voice was silent for a moment, as if to gather its thoughts before answering. "What you saw was the amalgamation of memories, personalities and trauma we've experienced throughout these alternatives to our first life."

Okay, Responded the cybernetically-laced biological torso of the color orange-ish brown. If that's the case, then what's the original story and why could I the things I wasn't there for in that madness I experienced as I slept? No answer came. Are you there? Still no answer. ACKNOWLEDGE ME! And still no answer came, leaving the torso to hobble and hop around the barren, white and dusty landscape it occupied with the hopes of finding some form of life to interact with besides its thoughts.

Without eyes or a legitimate brain, it couldn't see what was around them or actually comprehend anything that was occurring. All it could do was interpret what was going on as some sort of existence or sapience of another entity. Where are my arms? Where are my legs? Where's my head? Did I have any of those things? I must have. Why else would I have sockets for those limbs and the unhealed flesh of where a neck and head go, if I didn't have those things?

It kept hopping and hobbling onward, its pelvis probably nearing the point of breaking and their stamina depleting every few whenevers, but it didn't stop moving. What direction? It didn't know and it didn't care. What place? It didn't know and it didn't care. How long have I been moving? Have I been moving? Of course I have! My pelvis wouldn't be hurting and I wouldn't be feeling worn out if I wasn't. Still, how do I know I haven't been moving on a mass that's moving in the opposite direction? Could I have never left my spot in this space around me this whole time?! Before it could start feeling despair or whatever it is torsos feel when they realize the pointlessness of everything, it shuddered its lungs and continued moving without a change in its pace but with a heavier fall to its hops and a stronger leap to its hops.

"Are you lonely?" Asked a new voice inside its mind.

Can I feel lonely? Countered the torso, getting what resembled a dry chuckle from the new voice.

"I don't know. All I know is that I'm lonely and tired, oh so tired."

That caught the torso's attention, the movement never ceasing even during this conversation. Exhaustion's the result of exertion and depletion of stamina, what are you? Who are you?

"I don't know if I've a name, but I know I'm an arm."

For the briefest moment, the torso hesitated to continue hopping and ended up being flung forward by its momentum with the result of floating for a bit to be interrupted by contact with the rocky ground. Oof!

"Are you okay?"

Yes. Answered the torso, fighting to raise itself to 'stand' on its pelvis. Could you be one of my arms?

"I don't know. Possibly. We're the only ones who seem to hear each other."

True, but how do we know that we're not being heard right now and anyone else is just being quiet or sleeping?

"That's fair."

Did you see anything in your memories before we started speaking? Now standing, the torso began to hobble its way onward, opting against hopping so as to potentially get a better idea as to its location.

"Yes, actually. A battle between beasts, siblings, a family and a prison made of pain..."

Comprehending these words, the torso's mind was beset with memories!

Flashback

"Ban," Called out his pink haired captain, his dragon-scaled sword weakening his capabilities in combat whilst dealing greater than any of the weapons mortal smiths could forge. "I need Hawk to take Elizabeth back to the safety of the bar!"

The one being referred to growled in pain as he was used as a shield by the girl in danger. "Y'know you just had to say 'get Elizabeth to safety', right Fyrirliði?" Saying that, Ban summoned the pony-sized, bio-technological boar over to his side and tossed the girl he was shielding onto his grandchild's saddle before hitting a few key points on the animal's hide, getting Hawk to charge towards his mother.

While he was distracted, a huge, red tub-of-lard demon came up behind him with incredible speed before a series of glowing, pink shots pierced the creatures brain and hearts. "Keep an eye on your opponent or your immortality won't be worth jackshit." Came the voice of the blue haired Goddess above him, her hair laced with feathers and scales that prevented her from descending simply due to gravity.

"Thanks, Dianther!" Ban said with a winning smile as the demon before him dropped dead.

Said female blushed at his smile before turning away with a stubborn, "Don't think this is going to be a regular thing, Wieva Kult Virlym!" Her words made Ban smirk playfully until her was nearly squashed by the demon before him.

"Benti, Ský Drekinn Gyðja!" Grunted Ban before the demon he was struggling to lift was kicked off of his plate by the twice-and-a-half his size, stone and bone-skinned man carrying a two-handled great machete is his right hand with a greatshield over his left arm. "Konungur Merlin Yhorm, þú ert blessun! Thanks for being around, man!"

"You owe me one, Ban," Responded the giant. "But you need to stop coasting on that regeneration of yours as well as those around you or you're not going to get anywhere close to the answers you seek."

Lightning and black flames were dancing across the battlefield like a pair of equally-matched lovers locked in a constant contest for supremacy they both knew neither would win, the source of this mingling being the golden haired man with red, concentrically-ringed eyes. "Cut the mush and focus the fuck up or none of us are getting out of here!"

"Shut up, Escanor! You of all people should take your own advice right now!"

From above came their pink-haired captain and his orders, landing in the middle of the battle with fire so hot it froze the souls of the demons while their flesh charred, burned and broiled. Looking to each of them, he pointed at them authoritatively with an order. "Enough bickering! Ban, focus the fuck up-"

"Já, Fyrirliði!"

"Merlin Yhorm, lecture him later-"

"Afirmativo, Capitán."

"Dianther, quit with the tough-love bullshit because you're not fooling anybody-"

"Kepatmasto, Daar..."

"And Escanor, put that verbal pride in your pocket until we're finished with this job!"

"As you command, Captain."

"AM I CLEAR?!"

There was a unanimous affirmative before the remaining demons around them tried to finish them off with a mass ground-pound that was met with a burst of ferocity from all five of them as they stood in a circle. Looking to their captain, Meliodas, Ban received a simple nod that gave him reason to smirk madly. Reaching his hands out towards their oncoming assailants, their strength being drained directly and immediately from their bodies which gave Merlin Yhorm the opening to-"OOOOOHHHHH!!"

His voice sent the now-weakened demons flying backwards, giving the strengthened Ban and the others the chance to destroy the beasts' hearts quickly. "Alright," Meliodas began. "Looks like the kings choice to nominate us as the first line of defense was well-chosen, even if the people's name for us is inaccurate."

"What do they call us?" Asked the wing-haired Dianther.

"The 'Seven Deadly Sins', even though there are only five of us." Meliodas responded with a kind glare into his old friend's eyes, after all his default expression was a glare.

"Wow," Commented the redhaired Ban. "That's both clever and stupid at the same time. Sure we all suffered for embodying all of the sins from the biblical myths, but it doesn't work as well if there were seven-WAIT!-We could create false members of our little group to fill in for our deficiency!"

"As stupid an idea when you say it out loud, it's a brilliant idea when I have it!" Escanor smugly commented, getting the two of them to start roughhousing.

Back with the torso

This all feels so familiar. The torso thought.

"Yes, it does, and it's frankly disturbing how familiar this all feels." Answered the arm's voice from wherever it was.

Why does this feel so familiar?! The torso demanded to the space around it.

"Why?" Spoke a new voice from nearby, attracting the torso's attention to it by stopping its hobbling around. "I don't know. Questions change the answers. Answers depend on who asks. Truth leads to pain. Ignorance brings relief."

What?

"It's been a while," The new voice said. "Loki. It's about time we catch up on what's happened in the last seven decades since you were broken into pieces..."

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That's a wrap ladies, gents an' others! BEFORE ANYONE BUSTS MY BALLS AND RIPS ME A NEW ONE I'LL ANSWER THE QUESTION OF WHY IN A REFERENCE. Ahem. "Why? Believe me...this was the plan from the beginning. The murder and brutality was all a ploy, all a soul-sacrifice to earn their trust. A genocide path leading to a singular opportunity." My stories are interconnected and they overlap with other stories in some ways. The meta-plot's kinda complicated but also simple, and to anyone who's actually still reading my creation, I applaud you and ask you to theorize amongst yourselves.

Also, if anyone can figure out what I'm doing DON'T SPOIL WHAT I'M DOING FOR THOSE WHO MIGHT ACTUALLY ENJOY MY STORIES! Naruto's story hasn't been all that...realistic in some cases because it's not all that real for the one viewing it. That torso's not just an audience surrogate, it's a self-aware fragment of an individual whose mentality has been wounded, cracked and shattered repeatedly over the course of centuries, leaving their parts with questions of life, existence and the like in general. The torso's part (HA!) in the story may seem random to some, but it's kinda obvious if you've kept track of how out of place plotpoints seem.

Character dialogue's seemed forced at times, and that's 'cause it is in this one. Naruto's suffered trauma so great and life-altering that he's unsure of whats real anymore. The same could be said for the torso's perception of everything around it. It wasn't sure if it's been moving from its location in space and has been fighting to find something, anything to give it a solid answer to the questions that plague its 'mind'. Now, before anyone says that the words I've used in my story don't add up with canon or seem to farfetched, please remember that this is fanfiction and not a masterpiece or a work of art that requires critique so it can be sold to the highest bidder.

Not much else to talk about, so as always: thanks for bein' here, R&R, no flamin' my ass, constructive criticism an' SEE YA-G'NIGHT!