The She-Devil

by Kourtney Uzu Yato

My own take on the Neglected Naruto trope, all I can say is that this Naruko has a chip in her shoulder and a large ax to grind. Let's see where the story takes us.

7. Chapter VII: Taking Back What's Mine

Chapter VII - Taking Back What's Mine

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[Undisclosed Location]

A large room had a massive screen that nearly took up most of the wall, the walls were dark, and the floor was made out of polished tile with black wallpaper with golden accents that led to a solid black ceiling. A large crystal chandelier was in the center of the ceiling with multiple lights spread evenly across the wall to fill the area with light.

Multiple couches and chairs filled the room with a simple living table with a pair of wine glasses, three bottles of red wine, and a plate of meat and cheeses with multiple sweet delicacies.

Tomo was wearing a pair of dark slacks with an unbuttoned white shirt, his glasses were left on the bedroom nightstand while Mai was making herself comfortable on his lap wearing a ruffled scarlet babydoll with a black thong.

She curled a lock of dark hair around her finger before kissing his cheek.

Then at the peak of Hemlock's destruction, as he saw himself disintegrating to dust and Naruko waving goodbye to him, Tomo let out a howl of laughter, which caused shivers to run down Mai's back as she cuddled up to him.

"He was talking all that good shit, a while ago only to be driven to despair at the hands of a 12-year-old girl who turned him into hourglass powder! HAHAHAHAHAHA! I love it! Fucking dammit, I'm hard!"

Mai couldn't help but giggle, "She's one of a kind, just like her father."

"I can't wait to see what she does next. She's an absolute hellion! It makes me want to invite her over for dinner."

"You may have to spend a fortune on feeding her, Tomo. Hearty eater those Uzumaki types."

"But the conversation with her may be worth that fortune. Who do you think she will go after next?"

Mai thought for a moment, "Either the Monster Aramaki or De Vil."

"If you had to pick one?"

"De Vil, since the old man won't lounge around forever, she doesn't want him to slip away in the chaos as she's dealing with another heavy hitter or her old team."

He gave her a wicked smirk, "There we go."

He placed the bet for 7 billion and watched and waited, the entire situation was being transmitted through multiple areas around the elemental nations, and it could be said that most if not all of the underworld and their associates were hidden within the elemental nations were watching the clusterfuck happening within Konoha.

After meeting up with Aramaki, Tomo could only smirk, 'Not yet, not yet.'

Then they parted ways and Naruko's direction was heading away from Konoha, after a moment, Mai commented, "Do you think she'll torture the fat bastard?"

"Oh, I know she will, his lust for her and the absolute hatred she has for him, this is going to be an absolute clusterfuck. I just wonder how she will do it?"

"You wish she'd torture him?"

"With time and resources, she'd gladly torture him over the course of weeks if not months, screwing with an Uzumaki's loved ones is like spitting in the face of the Devil himself, the more battle-oriented Uzumakis like her take the blood and flesh of those who scorn them or their loved ones very seriously. Add in the fact that she's the Fourth's eldest daughter, the one who caused Iwa to consider him a literal Demon on the battlefield, his end won't be pretty. I just wonder what she'll do."

"Or maybe she'll package him up for later and drive him mad with waiting?"

"There are a lot of options to do away with him though."

"But he's a fat bastard, do you think he'll even put up a fight?"

"He's disgusting, but he wouldn't have lasted so long in the underworld if he didn't have the money and power, along with resources and men under him, but Naruko has a black pot of loathing that has been boiling for the past couple of years, she will kill him or drag him down to Hell with her, there is no alternative. He won't go down easily, he must have things up his sleeve for Naruko other than her old team, he knows her far too well to take her on personally without something to make him confident."

"And her old team?"

"The team she saved with her loyalty and non-abandonment of her principles when I researched her, I was rather impressed by her, she kept her principles even if meant a bit more pain, they were willing to die for her, she sacrificed a lot only to get screwed by Nishay at the end, she managed to protect them in her own way and now she has the opportunity, Mai, she won't kill them. It may look like she would to fuck with De Vil but loyalty is repaid with steadfast loyalty, something many others don't seem to understand."

"You bet that she would survive 'til sunrise."

He nodded, "The only heavy-hitters left remaining are Aramaki and well Naoya who is a wildcard."

"The arrogant boy with angel wings?"

"Yes...He's somewhat strong, but his arrogance is something that makes even my skin itch, it wouldn't surprise me if he has many supporters in the distance ready to bail him out when things go south for him."

"Shall I order our people to take out his minions and take a couple for ourselves?"

"No. This is Naruko's playground now."

Mai smiled, "Of course, Tomo."

He closed his eyes for a moment before his eyes fell upon the screen again, 'Best of luck, Naruko. Let's see if you can make use of the loophole you have been given.'

Once Naruko stepped on De Vil's safe house location, he practically cackled with glee as Mai hugged him before stating, "Now, my dear Tomo, you have collected now 10 billion 450 million dollars and counting."

He cackled, "Yes, fuck! Ride me, right now!"

"My pleasure!"

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[Redacted Location]

In a dark room, a man was sitting on a comfortable leather couch in a black and white office, with a large window covered by thick curtains overlooking the dark forest surrounding his home.

He wore a dark suit with a silver-black floral jacquard silk vest over a pressed white button-up shirt tucked into matching dark pants with black loafers. His black jacket was on a coat stand near the tall wooden double doors. He stood at 6'3", he was a pale figure forged from countless hours within the cold and shadows, and his dark hair was long, stopping at the end of his shoulder blades before it was neatly tied with a purple hair tie where it rested on his right shoulder. His eyes were a dark navy blue that was now light with mirth as his lips were curled into a smirk.

His floor was made out of dark tile made with sharp cracks of white and silver within it while his ceiling was white with many accents carved into it.

He fixed himself a glass of red wine and swirled it around before downing it in two gulps.

His gaze remained on Naruko's face, as she destroyed her enemy so thoroughly, just like back then.

A small, joyful huff escaped his lips as he leaned back on his couch, he recalled the little girl in rags that made up her jeans and an oversized hoodie, drenched from the rain, being still as a statue, but always watching, listening, and waiting. Like that of an intelligent undead waiting to rip out the throat of those who came too close.

'You've grown up well, Naruko, to think the once starving little girl I found out in the cold grew into such a monster, you're settling rather well into your new moniker, and due to a certain man's fuck up I get to see something interesting soon enough. Always make use of loopholes, Naruko, may you enjoy your freedom with your loved ones. I wonder what reward I will get you after this day ends.'

Then he stood up, placing the wine glass back down, and made his way to his desk where he ruffled through multiple papers before finding a certain scarlet envelope, 'I have a feeling you'll enjoy this opportunity a lot, little Imp.'

That invitation was something he had been meaning to give her before the incident that ended with her unjust dismissal and now he had the opportunity to see her once again and witness the absolute destruction of someone who had been coasting by the skin of his teeth for far too long.

'Stay strong little Naruko, there is more fun to come.'

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[Redacted] [Redacted]

A portly man in a suit had his sunken face twisted into an ugly, near-permanent sneer as his body turned against him, he was held up in his golden glided prison courtesy of his own sister and Naruko whom he despised with an unholy passion to the point that it would cause angels to sneer.

All the luxuries and rights of the entire fortune that he was passed over at every opportunity and when he finally got rid of his damnable older sister to obtain the luxurious life his family fortune would bestow upon him, he couldn't even enjoy any of it. He managed to get a slew of assassins to attack his sister's territory and one of them managed to infect his sister with a poison that was excruciatingly rare and 100% lethal when struck. He racked his brain for any chance and he finally got it, he managed to finally bring her down, but she just laughed when she was struck.

"A rat's bile is always poisonous," He heard from one of the maids he managed to snag and torture for information on her last moments before he crushed her head.

The word rat always made him shiver with anger, it was his sister's favorite nickname for him whenever he made a fool of himself in her words.

However, she was violently observant and calculating, even as she was quickly rotting from the inside out but she kept herself alive through sheer will and spite just to give him a black eye as she fell into Hell. He made to pin her death on Naruko with that mission, but he underestimated them both, he never put too much stock in women as he considered them lower than himself, but his sister always surpassed him in any and all aspects. She was the perfect child, if she was born a man, he was pretty sure his father would have killed him and left his remains to rot in the Earth.

He was considered an embarrassment, a shame to his family name, his father was a brute with some twinges of honor that endeared him to his mother who despite being small and near opposite of the brutal man in terms of ethics and looks was as strong and bull-headed as he was and always willing to come to blows with him if the situation called for it. It was something that his elder sister loved about her along with his father even when she was taken away by sickness. He kept his thoughts to himself about how she was so weak that sickness took her before her time, but he knew if he so much as hinted towards such an opinion they would tear him to pieces.

He was left behind forced into a corner and told to stay and not cause any trouble, he couldn't do anything but grit his teeth until after his father died. Even when he died, his sister didn't even inform him, he heard from word of mouth from one of his servants. He wasn't even in his will, his sister coldly told him that he would have 1/10th of the entire wealth and one of the houses on the outskirts and he could do whatever he wanted. All he had to do was stay the fuck out of her way, birth an heir with an actual decent woman, and disappear from her sight.

He recalled how he loathed kowtowing to her as he weakly asked about the will.

"You aren't in the will, our dear father kept you in this family only as a courtesy to our mother so I'm giving you a chance to do something right with your worthless life. Bring me an heir and you can spend the rest of your days in luxury. You are dismissed, please don't come here unless it is a dire emergency or you are on the verge of dying."

He was then tossed out on his ass and had the door slammed shut behind him.

His blood was boiling for days afterward, his sister, the source of his envy and misery, no matter how much he whipped his slaves, the anger just wouldn't cease to boil underneath his skin.

It just wasn't fair that he was always left behind, he tried his damnest to make his own power base, but she constantly ripped his plans to shreds, undermining him at every opportunity when in fact Minka didn't even need to interfere, his plans were faulty at best and collapsed on their own. He was well-known as a fool and people only use him as a source of amusement, as he spent far too many of his formative years being a true fuck up for it all to be nothing more than an elaborate mask.

It was when De Vil offered his help in getting rid of Minka that was grateful for the opportunity he had been aching for to finally kill that arrogant bitch and bring down Naruko for De Vil, it was costly and he had to do it under his sister's nose, the payment was a plethora of De Vil's favorite...toys that nearly got him caught but managed to slip by unnoticed. He knew that Minka had a violent distaste for De Vil and his sort of pleasure and she swore if he had any contact with him, she would personally visit him with an overpowered shocking stick, milk him dry before violently castrating him and making him eat it, then drag him to spend the rest of his miserable days in the Bloodwyrn Dye Factory, long since abandoned and now used as a execution method. The area was sealed off due to the toxins from the dyes that long since seeped into the earth surrounding the area, it was constantly freezing and prisoners could only wear a thin potato sack robe. Those with weaker minds would go insane within a day, but the toxins would make sure you suffered a slow, excruciating death. Even if they managed to escape the factory, the cold would do them in as there were no animals or plants to be harvested, all that was there was toxic dyes and filthy dead men and women who bit off more than they could chew.

Even before that, he tried to use his Hound Dogs, his own force that was inherited with his fifth in command within the 1/10th of his wealth, to subjugate her but she beat him within an inch of his life and managed to gather the majority of them under her command before she was forcefully moved to a different position. Ever since then, they were never truly loyal to him or his forces after that. He hated that brat so fucking much.

He soon realized after her death how much she screwed him over, he still had the remaining 1/10th of the family fortune but that was all, she managed to send a variety of coded messages and had her fortune sealed up, everything from the massive library, her precious gems and gold, a collection of money well over twenty generations of expansion, an entire crystalized bestiary hidden from the world where a variety of fools that would use them for their own ends.

When Naruko came, she held her, she wasn't the caring type nor easily impressed but knew through her benefactor that she was strait-laced when it came to certain aspects despite her blooming sadistic quirks. The poison was eating away at her and she gave her the key, hidden from prying eyes she quickly sealed it into the palm of her hand as she whispered her last words and what she wanted her to do to her foolish little brother in her steed.

Naruko accepted her terms, which made her smile before she coughed up a lot of blood, "Ah, a rat's bile is always poisonous."

Then she slowly perished in Naruko's arms with a smile on her face.

She carried her away, ignoring the pissant spies who raced away to do their traitorous master's bidding as Minka's servants and butlers bowed as she carried her, placing her on her bed, she took two steps back, gave a deep bow, and left. Rushing to escape her mansion and complete the damnable mission that should have ended with both her and her team death's, they escaped by the skin of their teeth. It was during the final meeting that she was cast out, separating her from her own allies.

It was the last time he recalled actually smiling as he was completely smug about getting over both his sister and the little brat, tearing her away from her friends. As he gave a mocking sneer, she poked him from behind and told him to enjoy his reward as the glided rat he was.

He whipped his head back to her in fury as she simply vanished to complete her last day and say her goodbyes.

He should have known better than to think it was nothing more than a mocking poke, it was poison. She poisoned him and he should have kept his damn distance and mocked her from afar, but his arrogance got the better of him once again. It was something her bastard benefactor still laughs at him about to this day.

That day still made his eyes burn before he collected himself, he could have sworn he heard his damnable sister's laughter from Hell itself that day. On the day of his prime embarrassment that forced him to remain in his golden cage, he was supposed to get everything he could have ever wanted, and more so, he took a seat with the rest of the heads of their groups which would be the height of his excitement, all the new opportunities, the fresh virgins he had selected for big celebration and all the food and alcohol he could stomach. Only for his body to betray him in such a horrific manner in front of all the heads who watched in either fascination or mocking amusement as he screamed in pain.

Naruko's benefactor was laughing his ass off as he immediately recognized what Naruko stuck him with as his body soiled and corrupted itself under the poison flowing through his veins. They left him there to rot alone and cold in his bodily fluids and filth as he was taken to a hospital where he screamed in horror and agony. His boyish good looks, his one and if you asked anyone only good point to him was gone. Before, he looked like a more boyish Santino D'Antonio with beady black eyes to a demented Kappa that had crashed on a coke and meth binge that tried to wake itself up with cheap liquor and a three-day-old gas station breakfast burrito.

The images of his appearance caused him to be mocked, violently to the point of having a stand-in do all his family work while he sulked around in his mansion. His good looks were ruined, and his body now had the strength of an 80-year-old on chemotherapy, he now looked much to his anger and rage like a rat, he destroyed and burned all the mirrors and portraits in his house. His skin had a sickly yellow twinge to it, it was saggy and prone to producing filth four times faster than the usual human being.

On top of the shit cake that consisted of his life was a massive portrait of his sister and father in their best outfits, the giant of a man sitting in his favorite chair with Minka sitting on the armrest in a show of loving affection and support, something he never got to experience, sneering down at him, mockingly.

Oh, he lost count of how many times he tried to destroy that portrait, but he couldn't, it was Naruko's own personal touch to the dear lady's revenge against her brother as she wanted him to suffer. He may be foolish enough to bring me death, but he will suffer for the rest of his miserable life with nothing to show for it.

He was stripped of everything he enjoyed, the food he savored ravaged his body and wracked his body with agonizing pain and uncontrollable shits. He could only eat bland food and wine and the famous liquor was out of the question as his stomach was too weak to tolerate it without suffering.

His lust was forever unable to be attended to as he couldn't get any woman to tend to his sexual needs, even with his money.

He couldn't even release his stress as he was far too weak to do so anymore, he was stripped of all the joys in life but swore to repay Naruko a trillionfold for this hideous punishment, she bestowed upon him.

A servant informed him that Bryon had returned.

"Well don't just stand there and inform me of what he heard!"

As the butler informed him, he had no idea that Naruko's gaze was already locked on him and 12% of his territory, and before the end of today, she would have eyes on every square inch of his territory to tear it down and have the wealth of the fallen family for herself, and she would make sure he died screaming.

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[Undisclosed Location]

Lady Debauchery was wearing a burgundy-black feather-laced silk satin robe with a satin belt tied into a bow at her stomach, she was cackling like a mad woman on her large plush couch, nearly falling off before she corrected herself as a titter of giggles bubbled up in her chest every so often. She was so happy, practically high off of elation, the scene unraveling before her, the girl tearing through grown men like wet paper made her vermillion-pink eyes wide with excitement as she felt her cheeks heat up.

She immediately summoned her teddy bear into her arms from the corner of the room and used it as a stress ball as she squealed once again in elation over Naruko performing another bloody act, the little girl she considered a daughter, "Oh Naruko, I'm so proud of you!"

As she crushed her teddy bear into her chest, she leaned back into her plush cushions, 'My adorable little apprentice, you are still as strong and ruthless as ever!'

A sigh escaped her as she flopped to the side of her couch and continued to watch as Naruko tore into Hemlock with her battle techniques and summoned her beautiful hellish oasis.

"Hmm, I bet that stupid bitch is absolutely aching, having the nerve to have your little wench of a student put her in a genjustu to teach her a lesson. I should have cracked your pelvis all those years ago, or maybe I'll use that collection of poisons that Naruko gave me, the maggot one- oh right, I used that one on a mouthy spy of that arrogant little princess who wanted my land. Crotch rot sounds interesting...I haven't used it yet."

She took a long moment to think about the arrogant little bitch squirming in agony, before she shook her head, "Nah, the opportunity will come soon enough. I just need to be patient and wait."

Her door was knocked on three times.

She smiled, "Come in!"

A warm male tone responded, "Thank you, my Lady."

The door opened and she took in the sight of a tall 6'2" silver-haired man with gold-tinted eyes, wearing a dark butler uniform with matching loafers, he was carrying a tray with a glass of golden liquor that he handed to her that she drank slowly, savoring the taste of it with a smile.

"God, I love your sense of taste, Walter."

"I aim to please at any and all costs, my Lady."

He knelt before her as she placed the empty glass on the side of her couch and cupped his face in her hands, just enjoying his handsome visage before she took his lips in a kiss, pulled him back, and made him lay on the couch as she used him as a makeshift pillow.

"Oh my dear adorable butler, I know you aim to do exactly that and you please me so much. Along with your jealous tendencies?"

"Can you truly blame me?"

"No, but I would like you to have some self-control as I cannot have you tear out the throat of every single moron who insults me."

"And yet that miserable maggot who dares call you a...whore?" He slowly quipped, his eyes growing hard in rage.

She chuckled, nuzzling into him, "I appreciate your staunch defense of myself, but I have thick skin, Walter. I can handle a mere insult from a pathetic worm who can't even begin to comprehend what I have achieved. Besides, I am a whore, I fuck whoever I want whenever I want and there's not a damn thing morons like that can complain about. But I appreciate you pinning his miserable carcass before my window and making him into a butterfly."

"He's rather ugly for a butterfly but I am glad you appreciate my efforts, my dear Lady."

"I do indeed and I can't wait to see Naruko in person, I miss her so much, I wonder if Iruka didn't convince me to leave her to the Academy would she be a warlord candidate?"

"With your teaching and her skills, she will reach that tier soon enough."

"Hn, yes, she will as she has grown a lot, I think I will pay a visit to the village."

"Will you get her this time? I know you have so many ideas on how to make her suffer."

She giggled, "I do, but I have a good feeling after today, this will be noted down in history and the absolute clusterfuck that will come to be soon after and I get to have Yuuhei hand-delivered to me."

"You believe so?"

"Just a gut feeling, but gut feelings are very rarely if ever wrong."

"Are you sure you are not giddy to make her piss herself like last time?"

A large grin let up her face as she hummed in pleasure at the thought, "That was a fun time, but yes and no. I just want that bitch to be shattered beyond repair."

"Do you think Lord Hokage will send her to you?"

"That's the thing, I have no idea. The dear Hokage keeps his mind under lock and key, you could peel all the layers of his face and you still wouldn't find what he was thinking."

"He sounds like a warlord candidate."

"To be honest, he almost was, but the Hokage seat suits him more, the only one that I can think of taking over his position is little Itachi-kun, but he's not ready yet, he needs to ripen in some more areas before he can take that seat from Minato."

Once Naruko killed Hemlock she burst out into laughter and giggles, as she jumped around in excitement "Oh my baby, I'm so proud of you! Walter, dear pen a letter, that I'm going to go visit and make sure to send her a care package with her favorite steaks and chocolates!"

"Of course, my Lady!"

She gave him a kiss before sending him on his way with a skip in his step, she looked out the window before she turned her attention back to the screen as Naruko was confronting Byron.

"Take care and be safe, little Naruko."

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[A Mountain top Manor]

A pair of twins glared hatefully at the monitor showing the situation happening within Konoha with all the loathing they could muster. If anyone saw them, they would say the Fourth had taken more of Jiraiya's teachings than what was known to the public as he had two unclaimed bastard children.

However that wasn't the case, they were Emma and Aidan De Vil, the twin children of De Vil and his downtrodden wife who was broken down to the point that any attempt of resistance was ripped out of her along with any hint of self-assurance. That left the two children to be repeatedly abused and subjected to a variety of unspeakable torment to be made into the likeness of their madman of a father's obsession.

And much to their noted dismay they became obsessed with her too, they needed to be in order to survive their brute of a father and his punishments if they angered him. They swore with each...session they had to endure they would make her pay and suffer as many times as their anger and her body would allow.

Emma wore a dark gothic dress as she leaned against Aidan who was resting his chin on the palm of his hand with his arm propped up by his knee. He was wearing a pair of dark shorts with a simple black shirt.

"Brother?" Emma whispered softly

"Yes, Emma?" Aiden responded at the same decibel

"The plan, when?"

"We will head over to Iwa when this farce is over, the two countries' hatred against each other will be used to our advantage. It doesn't matter who or how many lives we have to ruin, we get our revenge and the world will know we exist and we will never have to suffer this brutal pain again."

She nodded, "We do exist, no one, not that evil beast or that thing will say otherwise."

He pressed her against him as they continued to watch and observe her every footstep and action, engraining it into their very minds to never forget.

Meanwhile in another room was a beaten down woman, her face gaunt from years of weeping, pale from lack of sunlight, and body thin and bruised from years of malnutrition and beatings, she was wearing a dirty white dress stained red with blood from the drops of it dripping from her chewed-apart nails, biting them down to the stubs.

She had her hands clasped together as she pleaded to whatever deity that would pity her enough to lend her their ear as she whispered in a continuous mantra, "Please...Please kill him. Please...Please kill him."

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[A Mansion Hidden within Grass Country]

A short, squat woman with flat gray eyes and curled-up hazel-brown hair with flecks of gray wearing an ugly pink robe with matching slippers sneered at the screen before her.

"What a revolting brat."

She drank from her wine glass and got up from her plush chair as she knelt before a massive portrait of a man hidden from sight, a man wearing a precious suit with a demented smile on his face, his eyes were like a Great White's, dark, empty and hollow.

"You will soon be free from your unjust imprisonment, my love. You will have everything you desire and more."

Then she heard a familiar tugging at the center of her chest and she made her way through the hallways of her home to appear at her office before she prostrated herself as the image of a blonde woman wearing a white puffy robe as glared down at her.

"Peggy..." She bluntly stated

"Mistress," She simpered

The woman downed her glass of wine in one gulp, she absolutely despised talking to this underling, it was only because she was very good at her job that she hadn't done away with her yet. She knew the moment that bestiary was in her possession she would do away with her and her little obsession that would be nothing but a miserable thorn in her side.

'Maybe I should skin him and kill him in the worst way possible before her before I send her to the stocks to be eaten by the wildlife? No...I'll have time to think on that later.'

"Are you getting any closer to the task I gave you?"

"I narrowed down the location to three areas where the Nishay's library, bestiary, and various vaults are."

"All that we need now is the key, but Akra Nishay is still locked up in his damnable fortress of a house. Do not worry, the key will soon be in our grasp, just let the arrogant brat handle it."

"Yes, mistress."

"Make sure you have the prime locations of each of the following or you will never see your loved one again."

"Of course! It will be done as you command!"

The woman only gave a disdainful sniff before she vanished leaving the older woman alone, drenched in sweat, she collected herself and made her way back to observe her target, knowing she would soon get her prize and they would live happily ever after with lots of passionate sex.

[Elsewhere...on a prison island off the coast of Iwa]

A man in a private, isolated cell violently sneezed and shivered, but had no idea why.

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[With Naruko]

She made to race forward towards the filthy scent she would always remember even if a million years passed before she stopped herself and undid her hair from its usual braid and let it fall straight down before she sectioned off a part of her hair in front of her face to braid it in a 4 stranded way, which mimicked the sign of reconciliation that was taught in the Academy.

Then she continued at a slower pace as she started to whistle, "Ode to the Mountain King" in a low tone, as the whistling grew louder, the five didn't even bother to hide how happy they were, it was her own personal signal that she hadn't abandoned them.

They were going to go back to her side, to their home.

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[Council Room]

The whistling filled the room as Ino asked, "Why is she whistling?"

Iruka sighed, "Her own personal signal in this situation, an old folk song she heard by chance and never forgot. Ode to the Mountain King is the name of that song."

Yakumo softly commented, "It sounds...unsettling."

Megumi and Iruka both quipped, "That's the point."

Minato softly commented, "I'm surprised she learned that type of silent signaling, I thought it was removed from the Academy due to budget cuts."

"It was, Lord Hokage, but the books from the old generation and war techniques are still available to those who wish to use them. Naruko knew about them and used the time in the Academy to read and memorize them. It would be a fair bet to say she is the only one in her generation that actually knows all the old signals that have been lost through time."

Tsume groaned, "God that was ages ago."

Inoichi asked, "Tsume, you-?"

"Fuck if I know. I don't remember any of those signals. I know it saved my ass at least once at the beginning but never used it again. Kushina you always had that long mane, you should remember."

She grunted as she pressed the space between her eyebrows in concentration before she said, "Does that specific signal mean 'I haven't abandoned you'? It's been too long that I haven't used or seen it since I was a chunin."

"You are correct, love. That signal is based on the sign of reconciliation as a lot more kunoichi had longer hair before many decided to cut their hair short and the signal was lost through the sands of time."

"It seems your memory isn't fleeing away from you yet, Kushi."

"Fuck off, mutt." She snapped goodheartedly

Tsume snickered.

Minato looked at Iruka who simply kept his gaze on the scene walking and whistling as made her way toward De Vil's safe house.

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[Back with Naruko]

As she walked she recalled a bit of her past, it was something she couldn't help but dwell on when she walked into a shaken hornet's nest like she was now.

[Flashback: Naruko - Age 8]

Naruko was small and thin, hidden in an old hoodie and baggy torn jeans, she was just sitting at the base of an old tree, letting the rain drench her, but kept herself warm through chakra circulation. She got locked out again and was just letting the rain wash away the minutes and waiting until dawn would break until the near-silent footsteps coming towards her direction caught her attention. Those footsteps in the rain immediately crossed out shinobi/civilians from her mind, as any two-bit shinobi whether drunk or high off drugs subconsciously walked silently from the years of practice in the Academy. The gait of each footstep hitting the wet ground signaled a male figure, even with the rain she could hear the sound of rain hitting a fabric, so he must have an umbrella.

Then the footsteps stopped before her and she slowly raised her head to find him.

The man was tall and wore a simple dark suit, holding a large umbrella, and just from looking at him, she knew he wasn't like any person she had seen before, his chakra was too different to be a native, and his emotions...they were muffled, kept close to his chest under lock and key but felt a slight hint of concern mixed with his interest. She could also tell that his specific tastes didn't stretch to girls like her.

His blue eyes had an interested shine to them, as he stretched out his hand for her to take, but she stood up on her own and asked with a raspy croak, "What do you want?"

He let his hand fall as a smile rested on his face as if it belonged there, "Rather blunt, aren't you?"

"It tends to get the point across," She quipped as she leaned against the tree she was sitting under.

He nodded in agreement, "So it does, but I have to say I'm rather intrigued."

"If you are looking for certain services, you'd best be looking downtown in the RLD which is down the other direction, and take a left, you smell the stench of Sarutobi cigarettes and piss, you're already there."

"I'm not interested in sex at the moment, young one. I'm more interested in screwing someone over and I'd like your help with that."

"And why ask me who looks like they can't be 80 pounds soaking wet? Can't you kick their teeth in yourself?"

"I am not a fool, I can tell you are plenty strong and I wish to make a bet, when you win, I'll be sure to reward you greatly. Besides if I wanted to kill him, I would have, but considering my position I cannot, but you can if you are up for it."

"Let's say I agree, what I do get if I do what you want?"

"How about a massive feast to gorge yourself and a comfortable room with luxuries to recover in?"

His words echoed in her ears, her first thought was to refuse, but she felt her stomach twist and silently ache at the thought of a massive feast and an actual bed. She could tell even with his hidden emotions that he was telling the truth, his gaze was straightforward, and there was no deception she could tell and she sighed as she braced herself.

"You know who I am?"

"I do. But let them choose to be fools, they will understand their foolishness soon enough but you'll be too strong for them to do anything but complain if you even give them that right."

He stretched out his hand and she accepted it with some caution as they walked away, side by side into the dark.

As they walked, she said, "Sir?"

"Hm?"

"If I so happen to lose, I want you to burn my body and toss my remains anywhere but here. I don't want to be buried here."

"As you wish and I will fulfill it if you so happen to perish."

[Scene Change: The Seventh Circle of Hell]

The stadium-like building was massive, a plethora of different temperatures filled the room with the smog of death and despair, and the stench of boiling blood didn't smother the other scents of semen, sweat, piss, and shit mixed with viscera. If anyone came within the arena unprepared they would have emptied their stomachs from the wretched scent, she was too used to cleaning out bandit camps since her passing to be keeled over, but her first time smelling such a foul combination nearly got her caught in her first bandit raid.

She made her way forward taking in the sight of where she would be fighting, knowing that her nose would soon become numb to the scent in time.

'It doesn't matter how anyone describes a certain foul combination when it comes to places like these, nothing prepares you for the stench.'

There was a massive blood-stained fight ring in the center with a large tree that had branches that stretched over the entire arena carrying the rotten corpses and bare skeletons with hints of cloth and pieces of flesh hanging, they varied from the size of grown adults to children. Underneath the area was a pool of boiling blood that was filled with what looked to be countless fights and victims. Around the arena were hundreds of seats filled to the prime with masked individuals in a variety of different outfits from business, casual, karate gi, and even sweats and t-shirts, but they were all wearing some sort of mask.

Above the hundreds of seats were the premium seats that gave a grand view of the whole arena separated for those above a certain tier with multiple connections, within the area of the premium seats was where the commentator section sat.

Naruko made her way to the dugout and waited, as the announcers got warmed up before they went through the motions of announcing the fights as people gathered behind her to sit down or lean against the wall, waiting for their turn on the death roulette.

Alright, freaks of nature we are back, it's Danny 'Double Shot' Mcgennis with my co-commentator Kane 'Fuck You' Kreely.

Things are going to get really interesting now that we finally got past all the foreplay.

Like you know anything about foreplay.

This coming from the man who thinks a wad of spit is enough to prep for anal.

It is.

Three words, fucker, Tearing and Hemorrhoids.

Fuck you.

There it is, folks his signature line!

Moving on, usually, we all would have fucked off to do whatever the fuck we do at this God-forsaken hour, but we have a final match to wrap this shit up.

We all know Ganno!

The crowd rang out with sounds of cheers, voices of disgust, and roars that caused the air to tremble.

Yeah, we you know how much a vile killing streak that wretched fuck's been on, 99 matches of bloodshed and torture, all he has left is one more match, and his benefactor the infamous Leonadaro De Vil will have his entire fortune quadrupled with an extra fucked up bonus for the competitor!

However, you all damn well know it's not that easy to get such a prize without massive ass-shanking punishment that made you wish you never got out of your mama's womb today. There's another benefactor who wants to tear away his winning streak and take that sexy bonus all for himself.

Give it up for Drake 'Asura' Kendrick!

Cheers abounded as the spotlight shined on him, wearing a slightly different pressed suit as he waited in anticipation with closed eyes and a small smile.

Who's gonna be up and coming against De Vil's most heinous and vile fighter?

Apparently, a fresh face will be joining us.

Fresh meat? Ah, fuck, place your fucking bets, people. Who will win? You know damn fucking well you can't fucking change it as soon as both competitors step on the stage.

Then it was shown a widescreen: 99:1

This is gonna be a fucking mess, have the cleaning crew be on standby with the extra-strength shit.

This is going to be a violent one, alright all you fuckers, get ready!

The elevators winded up and the doors to the cages and the two competitors stepped out making cheers ring out as they thought they'd get a slew of money along with a brutal mauling while others hidden amongst the cheers groaned as they knew something was too suspicious.

Naruko stepped out of the cage, her small, disheveled appearance caused laughter to fill the stadium but Naruko ignored it as she looked before her, keeping her face blank. Drake looked to be nothing but amused, he could tell the little girl wasn't faking her blank look, her heartbeat was steady, and it only spiked slightly when she saw her opponent out in the light. Not that he could blame her for that, he was an ugly bastard. His heart rate jumped up when he first saw the ugly brute as well.

Ganno, Leonardo De Vil's scrapper as some termed it was a human slave that was used for nothing more than entertainment or execution or moments such as these to win their benefactor money.

His face was nothing to scoff at, he had the sort of face you wish to never hope to come across in the middle of a dark ally on your way back home from work. Wide black eyes, a snout-like nose, a flat somewhat spiky bowl-cut light-brown hairstyle with a pair of wide, thin lips with two missing teeth, one of his lower canines while the other was an upper premolar. He was tall, nearing around 6'9", while she was still 5 feet tall, he was well-built along with being well-fed, she was scrawny and looked to be starving. A literal adult taking candy from a baby was what was thought, the match would end with her torn apart and left to wash away with the rest of those who had fallen for their entertainment.

Here he was, Leonardo De Vil's sickening pride and joy, she could feel the so-called man staring at her with glee at the image of her soon-to-be ruined corpse.

She sighed, "That's a face not even a momma could love."

A series of snorts from the audience and announcers rang out as she wasn't exactly quiet.

The kid has a good eye, shame they're going to be ripped out of her head for that quip.

"May it be done quickly so I don't have to look at him?"

Drake snickered behind his hand, he knew he picked the right choice, 'She doesn't give two shits.'

Ganno was huffing and puffing from the exertion of holding himself back, the only reason he hadn't torn into her yet was the fact the bell hadn't rung and he knew very painful things happened when he didn't wait for the bell.

Now, people, we got Ganno under De Vil vs. Ms. Imp under 'Asura' Kendrick

Naruko glanced up at him with a smile, silently asking, 'Imp, huh?'

He shrugged back, 'It's a fitting nickname.'

Alright then, let's get this show started!

*Bell rung!*

And he was off, roaring like a demented animal on crack, he had been forced to wear to chastity belt for the past three weeks for this final match and his benefactor stated he would have a plethora of girls to love him from the time he won until the end of time. If he had more brain cells, he would be grateful that he got to start the celebration of his victory early with someone a bit too mouthy for their own good.

However, as he neared her, she avoided him, just moving around him, he was a brute, nothing more, nothing less.

He nearly fell off, but snarled as he made to focus, his rage and barely restrained lust made him irritable and short-sighted, everything seemed to be in a haze, leaving nothing but the source to finally calm down before him to use and use until she was nothing more than a broken slab of meat.

Twisting and flipping out of his grip was nothing more than a simple game.

Come on you ugly bastard! What are all those muscles for if you are fucking led around by your nose!

Stop fucking around and grab her!

Many more comments soon flooded the area as Ganno's face turned an ugly shade of puce as he made to grab her, but Naruko decided enough jumping around and standing still and waiting for the right moment only to sidestep him as he collapsed behind her.

Shit that was it?

Get up fugly!

Give me my money's worth!

He groaned as he sat up only for himself and the audience to realize his arm was hanging far lower than normal and was slumped limply beside his torso, Naruko simply smiled.

What the fuck?! What the fuck did she do?

Ah...she dislocated his arm...

I see that fuckface! I want to know how she fucking did it you piece of shit!

Drake had a wide grin on his face, he knew picking her was the right choice, De Vil looked to be within seconds of popping a blood vessel as he clutched at the arms of his plush cushion chair. Kendrick gave him a slow wave from his seat as lips were curled up in that damnable grin.

Then Ganno screamed in agony over his dislocated arm, "What did you do? MY ARM! MY ARM! What did you do?!"

"Get the fuck up and maul that little bitch! If you fail me here, you better hope she kills you or I swear you will never see the light of day again!"

"Okay! Okay! I will, boss, I will! Please!"

He quickly got up and snarled at Naruko who smiled at him, "Come on, now? Don't tell me that was it?"

His face twisted into an ugly grimace as he made to grab her to repeat the process again, popping the bone out of its socket, leaving him to kneel as he basked in his agony as he couldn't move his arms.

Well, well, so that's how the imp did it? She popped his arms out of their sockets, leaving them unable to be used and leaving him useless.

Not bad, kid. Not bad at all, now what the fuck are ya gonna do? Leave him to be punished or kill him?

"LIKE FUCKING HELL!" De Vil shouted from his premium seat.

Oh my, you know what you're doing De Vil?

"I ain't an idiot, I refuse to lose after coming this far, ninty-nine matches only to be railroaded by the uppity little cunt of Kendrick? No way in Hell, I want twenty fucking men down there now!"

The elevators opened with a staircase leading down into the pit as they came from both sides.

"I refuse to lose! I'll gladly sacrifice my bonus and half my reward, but you lot better make her end as miserable as possible for this or you will experience the same fucking thing. As for you, your miserable ass is mine when we are finished here..." He trailed off in a vile hiss, making Ganno's face twist into a miserable grimace as thick tears ran down his face.

Oh my, De Vil is willing to sacrifice his bonus and downgrade his quadrupling to a double if he wins tonight.

Kendrick made himself comfortable in his seat as he watched De Vil lose his mind, this was already a win in his book.

"Bring me that little cunt's head!"

Naruko smiled, 'Twenty men, just like the mob she had to deal with, all variety of sizes from portly to skinny, all in white button shirts and black slacks with matching dark shoes.

"Hmm..."

She turned to the announcer's booth, "What I get if I win, undisputedly?"

Kreely went Hah? Undisput-what?

Danny rolled his eyes, Undisputedly, Kreely, meaning without question. Let me break it down for you with an example. Let's say I kick the shit out of you and piss on your unconscious body that means I win undisputedly. Do. You. Get. It?

...I'll kill you after this match.

Stop being a baby and I'll give you a thorough fucking later.

Freak of nature. But yeah, kid. You break all of them, you get his fucking bonus and double of De Vil's fortune!

"Interesting."

She cracked her knuckles with a grin before she raced forward, this was a great form of stress relief, they were confident due to their size and numbers, if it was anyone else, they would be right to be confident and arrogant, but they were a dime in a dozen for her. It was so easy for her to tear through fifteen men, they were basically on the tier of low-level bandits and the stronger civilian man with experience.

As soon as one got their neck snapped, all their bravado left them, making Kreely spit, Come on you fucking pussies! One neck snap and you're all ready to throw in the towel? Actually, make her work for it, she hasn't even broken a sweat yet!

De Vil is really losing face now, first robbed of his quadruple reward and hearty bonus, humiliated by Kendrick and his fresh competitor and now all his men are nearly pissing themselves by a girl under ten.

They better hope to die by her hands rather than De Vil's because he looks ready to spit flames.

Naruko made to end this miserable farce, nineteen remaining and she jumped up to snap the nearest person's neck before flipping away from an attack to tear out the throat of another.

Three men made to attack her while another made to kill her off from behind with a sword only for her to avoid the swing, breaking his arm at the elbow, wrenched the sword from his hand and sliced open a cut from his throat, leaving him to choke on his own blood and scream of pain.

Then she made to quickly make due, it was a cheap sword with little maintenance, she made to carve a slash into a man's stomach but the blade broke off, she tsk in dismay before chucking the hilt into the throat of someone behind her as he pitifully made to claw it out as he drowned in his own blood.

She made to rip into them, having enough, they were all big and tough against those who won't or can't fight back, but a little girl tearing out someone's throat is too much for them?

"Good help is so hard to find."

She then made it brutal and efficient, she couldn't rip into the civilians but she could in this little preview to Hell, she made to end them quickly, a bit too merciful for her tastes, but she wanted to end this miserable show. She disappeared in an instant to the common civilian man, but those who were above that tier saw her simple flow through them before she appeared behind them, drenched in blood and when she stopped moving, they fell to pieces, leaving nothing but their miserable body parts and their faces frozen in shock.

She huffed as the room filled with cheers, shock, or dismay as she found a sledgehammer amongst the body parts and lugged it over to the now-simpering brute before smashing his chest in sending him on his back, wheezing as he just wanted love, he deserved it, he demanded it, he choked out. But it was nothing but a blur to her as she let the sledgehammer fall from her slackened grip as she moved away from him.

Is she leaving already?

I mean, she already crippled and took out De Vil's prized fighter and twenty of his men.

Aw come on, don't tell me that was it?

That was until Naruko got a running start before jumping, forcing all of her weight plus gravity to slam into Ganno's head, making the crowd roar with approval!

Fuck yeah, that's what I'm talking about! Do it! Kreely's bloodlust shined through

Crush that ugly mug to pieces kid! Danny screamed with gleeful malice

Naruko continued to jump on his head, again and again until it was nothing more than a pile of mush, she spat on the ground next to his now cooling corpse. Much to the cheering or groans of damnation at the loss of their supposed to be easy winnings as Naruko killed him so brutally.

"Now that he looks like this, maybe even his mother can look upon him with some pity?"

Drake cackled in his seat while De Vil was practically sick with rage.

And your winner, Ms. Imp under the employ of Drake 'Asura' Kendrick!

Cheers and groans filled the area as Drake made his way down, Naruko asked one of the cleaning crew if they could hose her off a bit as she did not want to know where that fucker has been.

With a shrug and a nod of approval, they hosed her off before she waved them off with a simple thanks as she shook off the excess and left the area mostly drenched before she manipulated her chakra into making herself dry as the elevator took her down. She had no desire to be sick because of this place.

When the elevator stopped, Drake was there with an amused smile and whispered, "And you thought you would die?"

"Eh, never assume?"

He snickered, "You truly are something, little Imp. I plan on giving you the reward as promised."

"I look forward to it."

Then they came across him as De Vil tried to fix his face into something that resembled a human being and not a leathery bag filled with maggots and cockroaches given life.

Naruko braced herself when they came across him, Ganno was an ugly bastard concerned with his own lust and his so-called consent which denoted love. While De Vil himself, had no such concepts of love, there was only lust and pain and the slimy feeling made her want to kick his head to paste but calmed herself.

He gritted out, "Wonderful match, and where on Earth did you find such a fine specimen, Kendrick?"

"None of your damn business and it was simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Is that so...Then let's cut to the chase then."

"I'll make it shorter for you, De Vil, she is not for sale nor I have finally fallen into your... so-called tastes."

"I am more than willing to make it worth your while?"

"Believe me, you have nothing that I want and you know better than to try to infringe on my territory unless you want to be under my boots again. Let's make sure our next meeting is in the distant future and much shorter. Now, little Imp, let's get you that reward I promised."

She nodded with a half smile as they passed him, De Vil's eyes boring into them both, but mainly Naruko herself as they turned a corner, cutting them off from his glare.

'As if losing that much money isn't enough of a bitch, she killed my best fighter and made that fucker look good with my own money to show for it!'

"You will pay with blood and tears, little girl, that I swear."

---

[Reality]

As she walked, she forced chakra into her feet before she spread it forward, and expanded it before it finally reached that wretched bastard's safe house, mentally sending her all the ins and outs, along with the status of her team. The injuries they suffered made her nearly lose her grip on her bloodlust before she calmed herself.

'Sharpen your focus, you'll have time to vent your loathing of the foul beast made of pig shit and maggots later.'

She made to walk until she arrived at the front of the safe house to find fifteen men in the same outfit as one under his employ would wear and one of them hidden by a cloak.

The leader of them was wearing a tie while the rest were wearing sky-blue bowties.

"Lord De Vil has given you an opportunity to surrender."

Naruko didn't know whether to be insulted or amused but decided to play along, "I see, and why the fuck would I do that? What happens if I say fuck you and fuck off the giant monument over yonder?" Directing a thumb toward the Hokage monument.

"Very well, you're up next." He quipped as the cloaked figure made to stand beside him and removed her hood, showing a girl with a black boyish haircut, her tan skin was covered with faded scars and cold slate-gray eyes that bored hard into her soul, she was wearing a battle dress with kunoichi shoes as she already unsheathed her blade, tossing away her scabbard.

"Oh, how I have longed for this day."

"Have you now?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"No, I don't, to be honest, I don't take note of each and every pissant that just so happens to cross my path. Will you please enlighten me?"

Her voice was dripping with anger, "I am the daughter of the man you murdered."

Naruko yawned, "Got to be a bit more specific, doll. There's a lot of those."

"My father was the man you robbed blind after killing him sending my mother and I into poverty! He was a good man and you killed him."

She took a good look at her face and it immediately clicked, "Ah, I remember him, the head of the blood diamond scandal, ugh, your pops fucked up by backing the wrong horse."

Her only response was clutching her blade with whitened knuckles.

"And I didn't rob you completely. I left a plethora of wealth that would easily have you and your mother live in the same luxury you were accustomed to on the opposite side of the country. Your mother went fucking bonkers as she didn't want to believe her meal ticket which she could push around was gone. She sold her ass and yours to that fat fuck in there for revenge. She tried to poison the dear sir only to get beheaded and had her body to be impaled and left to rot and fester on the plethora of spikes outside that territory and you were broken again and again living only as a symbol of your mother's bruised ego."

She shuddered in horror, "You lie! It's because of you!"

Naruko shook her head, "That's your mother talking, not you. Tell me, dear what has it gotten you? You're here in front of me, and I can already tell, that even if you had a million years, you still wouldn't be able to kill me."

"It doesn't matter. All I can do is try. For my mother, for my father!"

"Eh, last chance? You can walk away and I pretend to never see you?"

"Go to Hell!" She screamed before her head was lopped off his shoulders, making her sigh, "You first, hopefully, you'll find some peace with your father on the other side."

She shook her head and glanced at the blood that tinted the golden metal battle fan in her grip, "I was somewhat merciful, due to her plight but for you lot, I won't be."

De Vil announced, "Take her alive, cripple her beyond all measure if you must, but make sure she is alive!"

"Age truly doesn't bestow wisdom if he's giving such a vile order to mere grunts. No matter, he'll be joining you soon enough."

"Alright men, you know what to do. This is what we trained for."

Naruko simply shook her head at their stupidity as she closed her fan before snapping it open once more, a slew of different engravings on the second section of the battle fan glowed with a dark blue before she waved the fan in their direction, "Naraka 7th Level of Hell: Padma."

The air instantly froze leaving nothing but a vile chill in the air, the trees, grass, and animals in the nearby vicinity instantly got flash frozen, and the fifteen men that stood before her that tried to work up the nerve to attack her were now among the dead.

Their bodies turned a pale blue with a variety of cracks among each part that wasn't hidden by clothing, their intestines quickly rotting under the cold, she snapped her fan closed once again which caused the bodies to shatter into miserable pieces, and the so-called leader of the group's head was still in one piece and she used it to kick a hole through his second story window.

"Damn you!"

Cat burst into laughter, Naruko couldn't help the smile that fell on her face, something that got under De Vil's skin as he screamed, "Shut the fuck up you damn brat! Fuck's sake, I should have killed you lot when I had the chance."

Dog cooly quipped, "And ruin your chances of getting the dear princess in your vicinity, it wasn't going to happen. And you just couldn't help yourself could you kitty?"

"No, but if I'm going to die, it will at least be by her hand, and sweet shit it's cold out there."

Naruko prevented the chill from reaching any further into the house as she made her way inside, avoiding his various traps and walking past certain troublesome rooms filled with a plethora of different people to tear through, but she already knew where each and every single one of her team where stationed in.

After she finished getting all of them, she would take her time with De Vil...

There were two floors to the safe house, among the traps and sealed rooms, the first floor had Monkey and Croc, and the second floor had Cat, Rabbit, and Dog from left to right.

'Time to get them back.'

Her first thought would be to go for it one by one, fight them, pin them, and then send them to her oasis but decided against that, she wanted to have all the time in the world to see what they were capable of later, their voices and feeling of their chakra after such a long time apart made her a bit emotional to the point that fighting them in her current state would make her lose sight of her target. She was not letting him slip away, she personally swore to herself on that day she was banished.

Naruko made to wrap things up quickly and knocked on the wall, forcing the sound to resonate throughout the house, 'A shave and a haircut. Two bits.'

The five braced themselves as they leaned against the nearest wall as Naruko quickly stepped out of sight, De Vil immediately packed up his shit and made to escape as he knew using her old team was a bad thing to do but he had to, he needed to for his lustful obsession towards her, but now, that she was so close, he could feel the heat of Hell's flames growing closer along with his noose.

They were soon pulled into the shadows, they knew when she used this technique not to open their eyes, the crushing darkness would ruin their eyesight.

Then they were allowed to open their eyes, and much to their shock, they saw they were now standing on a beautiful oasis and they were now standing on fresh green grass, they saw everything was lined with a plethora of sakura trees and fruit trees. In the near distance was a Japanese-style villa with a large lake and a set of footsteps grabbed their attention and they saw a face they never expected.

Cat softly asked, "Mikal?"

A pale figure in a black-as-night butler outfit with matching loafers stood before them, his hair was dark with a bluish tint that was pulled into a ponytail with silver eyes.

"Welcome, it has been a long time, Lords and Ladies."

"Are we sure we aren't in Hell?" Dog humorously quipped

Mikal gave his own version of a grin that was stretched far beyond what a human could manage, "I could start on my promise before I went into stasis?"

"Nope, reality, not hell."

Monkey looked around, "Where are we?"

Mikal bowed, "This is the gift Lady Naruko created for you all and it would have been your home before that accursed mission. Come, your rooms are already prepared it is time to recover as she promised she would run you all ragged."

"As if we would have it any other way."

They were led inside and taken to be treated, Rabbit had to stay with Mikal for treatment, and after that, they were given the grand tour before they were told to rest.

They could only recall their moments with her as they made to recover in the healing pool she created.

Cat loved the pool as she just allowed herself to float, Monkey was on the edge of the pool with Dog. Croc and Rabbit relaxed across from them as they recovered as the water continued to soothe their injuries.

"How long has it been since we relaxed like this?"

"Far too fucking long. To think she made something like this for us."

"That's our princess."

"To think you challenged her for the commander position, thinking she was nothing more than a noble playing pretend?"

Dog grimaced as he rubbed his head, recalling that day, he already woke up sore and in a shitty mood and was in no mood to play babysitter to a girl who at first glance could be knocked down by a strong wind, only for her to give him a pile driver that had him seeing spots in his vision.

She apologized after the man who led her to him vanished, she pulled him up and said, "Sorry for picking you out, but I had to show I wouldn't be pushed around. You can choose where we can eat when it's noon to make up for it."

"Yeah, I never expected that shit at all."

"She did make it up to you and then some."

"Yeah."

They all basked in their memories, Monkey recalled how she trained and how she pushed herself, even to the point of being sick.

Rabbit recalled her sleepless nights watching over them when they were too injured to sleep it off at their homes, to make sure no one fucked with them while they slept. He recalled being roused awake and saw her in the corner, reading her book and he overheard the grumbling of the late 'Uncle Bill' grumbling about brats and not being able to get any more data or new rats for his experiments.

He looked confused, but she smiled at him and signed him to go back to sleep, no one would do anything. He signed back a thank you and went back to sleep, unknown to him, a smile settled on his face. It was the first of many deep sleeps he got to experience since then he has been hellbent on having many more.

Croc recalled how she treated them like human beings doing an undesirable job instead of weapons to be used and used before being discarded. Especially considering his size, but she treated him like anyone else, she helped and led him to practice and study, even though it was boring, training the body was important, but use is the body if the brain is rotten garbage and can't utilize it. She hammered that lesson into all of us as she planned on having us live above ground to be able to enjoy the luxuries many are able to have.

Cat recalled any time she screwed up, she'd be whipped to the point of unconsciousness, but she simply told her to keep trying and wasn't hit unless it was for sparring, she used to be struck with nightmares and cold sweats but Naruko despite her own dislike of being touched, she comforted her and told any story she could as she fell back asleep before going back asleep herself. When she left, she cut her hair and wouldn't let grow past the base of her neck until she was back under her sister's command.

Finally, Dog remembered the end of that filthy suicide mission, regardless of how tired she was, she refused to leave any one of them behind and watched over them until they could stand on their own two feet and the day she spent with them before she finally left, her gifts and handwritten notes each one of them.

He promised after his first beating and the crushing truth that his parents sold and abandoned him to continue their rich lifestyle that he wouldn't cry, he wasn't ashamed to admit he broke that promise in private when she finally left them and her promise to come back for each of them. And she did, it made his eyes burn even now.

Rabbit splashed him with water, bringing him to reality, "Earth to Dog, come back from memory lane?"

"Oh your voice, I could have sworn it was squeaker?"

"Fuck you."

"You don't have enough money for that. But, I have to know."

"Know what?"

"Have you all decided on what you are going to tell her when you are asked to introduce yourself?"

They had large smiles and nodded.

Cat started first, "Chloe Beaufort!"

Dog continued, "Jason Baskerville."

Monkey went next, "Kira Hayashi."

"Emmett Barlow," Croc stated

Rabbit finished, "Sam Whitlock."

They laughed and enjoyed themselves, they got to choose their own names, they couldn't give themselves a nickname due to their status as being disposal fodder, being abandoned bastards they weren't allowed to have names, but Naruko gave them the choice, she allowed them to choose their codenames, and her final order before she left was to choose their own name and introduce themselves.

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De Vil huffed and puffed as he cursed like a madman, "Shit! Shit! This can't be happening!"

He tried to get as much distance between himself and now ruined plans centered around the girl who was now on a war path and who-

*KA-BOOM!* *KA-BOOM!* *KA-BOOM!*

-had just bombed his safe house.

"Goddammit!"

He ran as if his life depended on it, which it did, he still had a chance, a tiny chance but still a chance, before he felt his world shift his body hit the unforgiving ground and his mouth let out a horrid scream that resembled a stabbed pig as he clutched his stump of what remained of his left leg.

Shiro stepped out a bit away from him, her blade dripping with his filthy blood before she flicked it off with a yawn, ignoring his screaming as Naruko soon came upon the scene.

Naruko sighed as she crossed her arms, "I guess that means no fighting between us, then?"

Shiro huffed, "Hell no, fighting you is nothing more than an absolute pain. I just did it to end his chase early and give myself a way out."

"Then why did you come all the way out here?"

"To watch you fuck shit up, that's why. Now, that I had my fill and the party is almost over I'm heading back home. I already know how this shit ends so I'm gonna eat my fill and take a damn ten-hour sleep in a comfortable bed."

"Be careful not to trip over any roots."

"I will. Please try not to lose that hot head of yours, Devil-chan."

She snorted, "I won't, later blood witch. Know my door is always open."

"I take that offer up later rather than sooner. Take care," She quipped as she vanished in a swirl of blood.

Naruko then turned her attention towards De Vil as she cracked her knuckles, "I'm going to enjoy this a lot."

He was weak from blood loss as he spat, "You think you have everything within the palm of your grasp, well you're wrong you little shit. You're very wrong and I'll make you scream my name and pay for this humiliation."

...What should have happened would have been De Vil disappearing but he was still there with an arrogant smirk that quickly shifted into an ugly mess of horror and confusion.

Naruko tilted her head, "Are those truly your last words? Or is something supposed to happen?"

"What? Where is it? Where the fuck is it?!"

She pulled out a golden ring with a red ruby making him turn literally translucent.

"A rare transport item, only a literal handful of the top 2% have something like this, many have lost their minds trying to create something like this, not surprising since it's an Uzumaki staple.

He croaked out, "How..."

She couldn't help the giggle that escaped her before she collected herself, "You should have been more observant. Do you truly think my men would be within your vicinity without anything to show for it? Rabbit always had sticky fingers, if you aren't paying attention, you'll be stripped of your greatest trump card before having your side torn out. He's grown so much."

Then she scowled, "And you mutilated them for your own sick desires and considering how well you know me. You know that your end won't be quick or easy."

"Please...mercy."

She stared at him for a long moment, "Hm... Nah."

She then made to descend upon him like a pack of starving vultures, tearing into his miserable flesh, every punch split skin, every stomp left bruises, and every kick cracked or broke something. He was bigger than her, but that was it, it wouldn't protect him from her as he begged for mercy as she stripped him.

"How revolting, you have the gall to beg for mercy for what you've done. Then again, you always had rules for thee, not for me, mentality. Not that it will help you here."

He whimpered but she only sneered at him.

"Let's get started, shall we? There's only so much time left in the day and I can't leave you somewhere without a certain someone who shall not be named sticking his miserable nose in, because then you may have the chance to escape and I'd have to violently kill him and two associates and that's...just more paperwork than I'd like to do at the moment."

Before he could scream or voice his denials, she tore his tongue from his filthy mouth and tossed it far away from her as she cauterized it so he wouldn't fall unconscious or die too quickly.

She then tore out his left eye, and clawed open a hole in his right cheek, before she made to peel off the fingernails in both hands, he already soiled himself after the second nail, but she continued to remove his fingernails.

He tried to move, but he could do nothing as Naruko continued her demented routine of torture for him as she made to flay the skin of his right breast and shatter every bone of his left arm before completely liquefying his right arm as she made to manipulate a thread of chakra to stab into his pelvis, maneuvering past all his meat and sinew to reach his tailbone to wrap around it before she shredded it, causing him to lose control of his bowels and the muscles of the pelvic floor of his body.

His soiling himself made her give a disdainful sniff as she made to cut off his left foot before cutting off the toes of his right, leaving him in a perfect state of misery.

She huffed, "There are so many things I wish I could do, but I'll settle for this much even though you deserve so much worse than this."

She flicked her hands free of blood and summoned a creature with black skin, it was unlike anyone had seen.

It was a Goliath, a Grimm-like elephant, and decided since he loved to crush his 'partners' to death with his girth, he would experience the same hell after she put a rotting jutsu on him to keep him alive as he experienced a hellish pain of what remained of his body sloughed off she jumped onto the Goliath's back.

He tried to beg but she shook her head, "How many have begged you for mercy only for you to do what you wish?"

"Far, far too many so, I shall do the same unto you."

She had her summon crush him into a miserable disgusting paste, leaving him barely alive as he left so many victims of his lustful perversions before she pulled out a jar of honey and covered him in it before she sent him to the Forest of Death where he was soon descended upon by a plethora of bugs and scavengers, his filthy screams were quickly silenced, his body was eaten until not even bones remained. One of her birds was her simple observer, making her huff, "At least as shit, he can be put to some good use."

Then Goliath huffed underneath her, making her smile, "Right, my apologies. Thank you."

She then pulled out a scroll and pulled out a large pile of meat for him, "You know you don't have to eat, you do it because you like chewing on something. I got you too spoiled with snacks, haven't I?"

The Grimm let out what could have been a mixture of a chuff and sigh as it ate one of the pieces placed before them before patting her on the head with its' trunk, making her giggle a bit.

"Tell everyone I say hi and I'll visit them soon enough."

The Grimm nodded before she sent them back to enjoy their treat, leaving her alone once again.

A sigh escaped her, "Finally, the miserable fuck is dead, patience is such sweet virtue once you get past the bitter part."

Her dear friends were now free and her opportunity to finally get rid of the miserable fuck has finally come, then a black butterfly with a blue tint landed on her finger, "Oh my."

She was silent for a moment as the message was transmitted before a cold smile rested on her lips.

'So, someone else has gotten a big head since the dear woman's untimely death. Too bad even with her little supporters who can narrow down the location of everything she desires, it means fuck all without the key she sealed in my palm.'

She made to clean up a bit, she always needed a hot shower after an encounter with De Vil, he revolted her beyond the many pieces of shit she had to interact with or killed. After she showered and got dressed in a new set of clothes, she stepped out and made to find Aramaki only to find his ragged corpse thrown at her feet with Naoya looking smug at her.

She glanced at the supposed 'corpse' and stared at the literal golden boy dressed in white who made to stand before her, looking her up and down and found her lacking. She let the look roll off her back, if it was three years ago, she would have torn off his face for that.

"Now, that you had your fun with the extras, why don't you make things simple for the both of us and prostrate yourself before me?"

The silence...was deafening as Naruko blinked once, then twice before saying, "Who the fuck are you?"

He gave a signature pearly white smile, "My name is Naoya Karu-sa, a soon up-and-coming angelic soldier amongst Heaven's glorious army and your absolute better."

He removed his bindings showing gold-laced purely white angel wings, 'A rather gaudy thing,' Naruko silently noted.

"Well, last time I checked on my fuckwit roaster I didn't have any angels, but it seems I can make room."

He gave an arrogant tilt of his head as he leaned in a bit closer, "Are you sure you won't submit to me? I can easily make it worth your while?"

"Hm, I'd much rather you die a violent death after a brutal mauling, but I'll settle for Aramaki taking his shot at you."

His face twisted in confusion, "Wha-"

The last syllable died in his throat as he felt a hand grab his crotch and rip it off entirely he screamed in agony before he was given a hellish uppercut that sent him flying one-third way across the village before he crashed landed into a building that soon collapsed on itself.

Naruko waited as Aramaki cursed and spat before he tossed the miserable package away from him, which landed at the feet of a nearby stray dog that trotted off happily with his meal to find a quieter place to eat it.

She handed him a napkin which he gratefully took before burning it, "So...quick question, was he even a handful?"

He shook his head as his body healed itself, "Not even close."

"Eh, not surprised? But you'll have something good to share when you get down to Hell? Who says they could castrate an angel?"

"Not many, but he's far from an angel. Angels will at least put up a fight."

She shrugged, "True, but it gives me to incentive to tear off his wings."

"And what? Hang them on the wall."

"Too easy and simple, I have something else in mind for them, be assured I intend to my worth out of them."

He snorted before laughing, "It is such a shame we are meeting like this."

"If we are ever reborn, I wish to be neighbors, I expect orange juice and cookies before we take down the biggest bear we can find and roast it on a spit."

"If life is willing. Come, I want to see how many tricks the up-and-coming She-Devil of Konoha has in store for me?"

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Oh decisions, decisions, enjoy the story. I thank you all for your reviews, they mean a lot to me, I hope you will stay with me until the battle is over. After this, it's the battle between Naruko and Aramaki, then all that will be left will be Naoya Karu-sa & Akira 'Damned' Kowloon. Sorry, this chapter is mainly flashbacks, but it needed to be done, De Vil ain't a fighter, he was practically a glass cannon and Naruko removed all his cannonballs (Naruko's team) and his method to escape.

Also, I snagged the appearance of Ganno from Juujika no Rokunin - It's basically a torture/revenge manga with a lot of demented people in, like seriously, the main archenemy is basically Charles Manson with a hell-blessed charisma and androgynous features. To which I hope dies painfully, like seriously I hope gets run over by an 18-wheeler and somehow survives and gets dragged off to be eaten by wolves. That's what I want.

I pray, I pray for Bronwyn Freed-Wilkins to be thrown from a 50-story building only to be dragged off by wolves to be slowly eaten over a ten-day period, she is from SVU if you are wondering, seasons 15 and 17. I hope from the very bottom of my heart and soul that she gets tortured and executed by one of the beloved serial killers she adores so much, I've never hated a character more than her on the TV screen and I watch too much TV.

Now, you got people mulling around in the background:

Naruko's benefactor, Drake 'Asura' Kendrick who introduced her to underground death matches, how the antagonistic relationship between Naruko and De Vil came to be.

Lady Debauchery with her lovely demented butler, you'll see them soon enough when they pop by in Konoha.

Tomo and Mai have their eye on Naruko as her bloodlust is winning them a lot of money, so they'll be excruciatingly grateful for that, but I'll dive into how that relationship flourishes as the story continues.

Now, you see the arrogant prick is all his misery, Akra Nishay who killed his elder sister only to end up with a cursed body that can't even enjoy life's luxuries. Oh, I plan on something absolutely horrible for you, my rotten man.

The stout woman and the blonde woman in a puffy robe are enemies on Minka Nishay's side who pined for the fortune, for their own nefarious ends, especially the crystalized bestiary, well, it won't be easy for them to get, especially now that Naruko got her team back.

Finally, De Vil's own children were made into the perverse likeness of Naruko and have plans with Iwa and Konoha to start a giant flame, but considering how I got the wonderful permission from Pravus666 to draw inspiration on how he shattered Iwa to pieces from the lovely story: Naruto: The Pokesage which you need to read as you will do yourself a massive disservice if you don't as he's a great author and guy. Well, Iwa is going to wish they killed them as soon as they appeared at their front gate.

Also, Naruko will be getting a mission to hunt down and exterminate a certain tribe with the dear team to prove their mettle, let's just say it will be a very long night and if you read Akame ga Kill Zero, I suggest you do, the enemies will be the Gravekeepers. But that will be for a later chapter, you'll it soon enough. Overall, that's it for me, I wish you all nothing but the best and I'll see you all in the next chapter!

Thank you for your reviews!

BountyRock - I'm happy you enjoyed the story so far and well, we all have your writing style, if you wish to, it takes a while to make it your own but I wish you luck in your endeavors. I can't wait for the punishments for certain people either. I hope you will enjoy this chapter!

jeremiahkelley93 - Thank you for reading!

naes151 - Eh, maybe just by chance, but I'm happy you enjoyed the action and chapter, take care.

Red Mage of Balance - Oh you have no idea, but the agony of waiting for a specific punishment, they are literally caught between a rock and a hard place. If they go to Naruko, who has shown her distaste for them, they can barely get away with a mauling and if they confess to Minato of their wrong-doings, he could easily kill them or give them a fate worse than death. After all, he didn't get that position because of his boyish looks you know.

Perseus12 - Believe me their talk won't be pretty, and Konoha now knows the scale of the dragon they have been provoking. I can't wait for you and everyone to see the battles of Aramaki and Naoya.

littleditto - I'm happy you like it!

starravenwolf - Interesting quote and well, dead bodies galore, especially with madness and torture

TMCAW- Thank you for reading!

memorabrell- I'm happy you enjoyed the chapter and the fights, I hope you will enjoy the upcoming ones, take care!

Pravus666 - I'm happy you enjoyed it so far, that makes me really happy! The battle between Hemlock and Naruko took a while, constantly re-writing and envisioning the scenario, I'm happy my hard work paid off and that you like it so much to give it a top 10 rating of the battles you've read so far. I can't wait for the Wave arc, always a classic arc in fanfiction. Thank you for your permission, I can't wait to write that part and I'll give credit at the top of the chapter when I post that scene in the future. Also, her Uzumaki ability she unlocked is based on a manhwa ability called Soul Bloodsucking from Solo Max Leveling Newbie, except this one literally takes chunks of chakra from the opponent who was attacked and has their chakra leeched out of them to covert into Spirit, an ability lost through time that will lead to the ability to use Tao, which is a derivative of chakra, just much harder to use and manipulate. Just the tailed beasts' chakra is denser than normal human chakra, Tao can be considered in this exchange at the beginning before Naruko gets used to it as the exchange rate is 1 pint of Tao = 1 liter of normal chakra. It can be unlocked in other people through various ways, but this is the Uzumaki way for Naruko. Others either have the innate ability or they don't, they can learn it from one who has it but one technique can easily force them into a coma or death from chakra exhaustion. It faded out of history because the techniques had too heavy a price. Tao is from Hell's Paradise (I completely recommend it, I love the anime and the manga's complete). Take as long as you need, Pravus, and PM me when you post that lovely story so I can be the first to read it and the twist on the Kurosaki siblings, can't wait for it. Thank you for the compliment it means a lot.

Crio Yaroi - Oh, we're barely getting started, and wart face...Well, he can try and fail.

Kingkong101 - Sorry you got confused.

Guest#1 - Don't worry the chapter will be longer and well, you just have to wait and see, I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter and I hope you will enjoy future ones. Take care!

lordfyre94 - I can't really put a timeline, but hopefully soon enough.

(guest) Kitsune - I'm happy you enjoyed it and I hope you will like this chapter and upcoming updates after this.

Skull Flame - I'm glad you enjoyed it and that figure, well, his face is hidden for a reason. Naruko's contracts are rather deep, a certain benefactor of Naruko's helped with that.

Guest#2 - Oh you'll see it soon enough.

~Kourtney Uzu Yato!