Chapter 4: Title Drop
Baki growled. The Jonin of Sunagakure no Sato felt nothing but utmost humiliation and embarrassment, he felt shame and anger, his teeth grinded against themselves as he clenched his fists. Was this what Sunagakure no Sato had been reduced to? Their Kazekage had been abducted by the Akatsuki, after the man had tried his best to protect them all from the bomb of the clay-wielding Akatsuki member. Kankuro had gone off in chase of them, only to have returned critically poisoned and injured, and Suna had no other S-Rank shinobi capable of retrieving Gaara or going after their Kazekage.
A "Great" Shinobi Village had no S-Ranked shinobi whatsoever. It was disgraceful.
So they had been left with absolutely no other choice but to instead rely on Konoha, on their allies to provide them with the much needed back-up in order to weather through this hard times. With Temari having being the Konoha-Suna Ambassador, he could only hope that they had been able to garner support of strong, capable people in order to rescue the Kazekage.
Of course, things were never that simple. They had waited, and waited and waited, and the shinobi from Konoha had failed to show up, likewise so had Temari, the Kazekage's sister.
Kankuro had died from his poisoning, and moral in Suna was at an all-time low. This was it, there were very few shinobi of notability in the entire village, as it stood, they were a great shinobi village in all but name, and any other village could choose to invade and conquer them.
Of course, it had not taken long for a massive explosion to have rocked the middle of Sunagakure no Sato, evaporating several buildings and sending civillians and shinobi alike airborne like giant fleshy tumbleweeds, dust and debris rising high into the cloud in the manner and shape of a mushroom cloud.
"INVADER!"
"SOUND THE ALARMS!"~
Baki swore. Today was just not his day.
Yami was hard.
This sentiment was one which he had felt over and over again, and of course, there was nothing new about the fact that he enjoyed sex more than a couple of blue-balled newlywed rabbits. Of course, the only other thing he enjoyed more than sex, was perhaps, mass carnage and murder. The scent of blood and the sight of all that he hated fleeing in agony, or at least, trying to flee in agony.
"M-m-my arms! I can't feel my l-legs!"
Oh, he felt his dick harden even more as random Suna Jonin number four fell onto the ground thrashing about from his lack of legs.
"The ground is lava! The ground is lava! AHHH!!! MY LEGS! IT BURNS!"
Sweet kami, his tattered pants were several shades to tight as he let out a whimsical smile at the smell of burning human flesh which seemed surprisingly close to that of steak, though a little bit too burnt for his tastes. Oh, wait, their skeletons were already melting as well? That was a shame.
"F-fall back! Retreat!"
"No! Stand firm! Where are the reinforcements! Where are the reinforcements goddamned it?!"
"They're dead! They're all dead! All the ANBU! ALL THE JONIN! ALL OF THEM!"
"How?! H-he's just one man!"
Yami's frowned. He took objection to that sentiment, he was technically a walking army with his shadow clones, but of course, they did not know that he had been using Shadow Clones all around the village to turn the floor to lava with his Lava Release, flood other areas with Water Release, and then use Steam Release to really broil up some others.
"Damn these guys are weak… were the average shinobi of Suna really this bad? I don't see how in the world they survived Four Wars."
He had taken out the 'elite' of the village first, believing that the ANBU and Jonin would at least give him a challenge, but unfortunately it was seemingly not to be.
Realizing that it took him less than an hour to take out the entirety of a Hidden Shinobi Village, he had immediately changed his plans and sent Shadow Clones to Iwa, Kiri and Kumo. Likewise, he had changed Kaguya's plans as well, and sent her off to Taki instead of having her go to Ame. Once they were done, he'd tackle Konoha for last.
So he would be taking out the Five Great Shinobi Villages simultaneously, and all before dinner too.
Just another day at the office.
For now, he was just taking out the Chunin and Genin of Suna, trying to kill them in as many unique ways as possible to earn higher style points. This of course included but was not limited to, his individual fingers and toes, his elbows, shoulders, knees and ankles, his forehead, ears, lips, tongue and teeth, and of course, his cock.
"Protect the civilians! W-w-we cannot let him go any further!"
"For Suna!"
"For Suna!"
He clapped, his palms smacking together into thunderous applause and giving all of the gathered Chunin pause, each of them warily and shakily gazing up to the form of the one man who had single-handedly walked into their village with a random female ANBU on his cock, and then proceeded to lay siege to everyone and everything within it.
"I'm impressed by you guys' dedication! I mean, with a chant like that, one would almost believe you weren't about to die completely worthless deaths!"
Yami would have grinned at the manner in which all of them seemed to falter.
Brown haired random, generic Suna Chunin number three charged at him with kenjutsu, and Yami spun underneath the blade with relative ease, the sharp metal slicing into nothing but air, as the blond menace then slammed his head directly into the Chunin's chin, a sickening crack echoing as the man's neck snapped backwards and he fell to the ground like roll of tissue paper.
"Nice! Killed someone with my forehead. That should be about fifty points I think?"
The other Chunin were literally shaking in their boots, and one had peed himself. Yami cracked his knuckles as he let out a fanged, elongated smile.
"So... tell me boys… have you ever danced with the devil under the pale moonlight?"
Ah, he would forever savor their screams of terror.
Kaguya truly wondered what in the world had possessed her to follow the now insane and diabolical version of Uzumaki Naruto. A part of her knew, intrinsically, she was the fault of all of this. Had she not initiated her plan and killed the boy's loved ones, he would not have gone insane and unleashed this alternate persona he possessed, which had originally been nothing but utter rage and sorrow and anguish. Of course, he had rapidly burned through that anger and rage and sorrow by fighting and attempting to kill her over and over again, instead leaving in its place some apathetic, insane monster that did whatever he wanted without any form of inhibitions in place.
Of course, this… Yami as he called himself, had proven to be far superior in intellect than his former self, and was smart enough to never once let her out of his sight, even if all he used were Shadow Clones in order to make sure that she was within arm's reach, and would not go off to leave him alone in this world, or do anything he did not entirely approve of.
Her eye promptly twitched as she felt a hand smack unto her posterior, and she turned to glare at the culprit
"You were thinking bad thoughts about the boss weren't you?"
"But of course! Surely you do not expect me to think anythinggoodof him."
"That's not what I remember from when the boss was ploughing into you."
Her face rapidly turned several shades red once more. The memory of how effectively and accurately the teen had made her shriek out his name from the pleasure of his throbbing length invading her womanly places was one that she would never live down.
For now, they had easily and effortlessly infiltrated the village of… Taki? Yes, Taki. Yami had come up with the brilliant plan and realization that all the other Bijuu existed in this world, meaning that they could absorb the powers of the other Bijuu of this world and add it to their already existing might. Of course, it meant killing their Jinchuriki, but considering that he intended on killing millions to begin with, nine more lives barely mattered.
No longer naked, she found herself wearing a long flowing Miko's attire, one befitting of her nature as a Goddess, or at least that was before the clone accompanying her had modified it, shortening the length of the gown to just ending above her thighs, short enough for her womanly parts to be seen if she was to so much as bend, and exposing her long, pale legs and thighs. Of course he had then given her a pair of transparent white stockings to wear underneath, and then modified the top of the attire to show as much cleavage as possible.
Again, Kaguya truly contemplated why she was following this man.
Though a part of her would not deny the… exhilaration that came from wearing something so revealing and obscene, as she had never had such a privilege growing up, to as much as reveal even the slightest of skin to tempt men, and most had been too intimidated by her to as much as even consider her attractive.
In contrast, Naruto made obscene comments about her body in ways that were both infuriating, and immensely gratifying.
Not that she would ever admit this of course.
Eventually, she had followed him and they both found themselves in a tree house of sorts, with a mint-green haired woman present inside the room. Kaguya could distinctly feel the chakra of the Nanabi within the young woman, and she woke up upon detecting the intruders.
"W-who are you? What are you doing he –"
The Yami Clone with her had gazed directly into the young woman's eyes with his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, and her orange eyes glazed over instantly, as she stood perfectly still.
"Well? What are you waiting for Kaguya? Go on and absorb the Nanabi from her!"
She quirked her eyebrow. "I am already a being of infinite chakra. I do not require any more."
The clone gave her an odd look, before shrugging. "More for me I guess."
He instantly spotted a lewd look on in his gaze that Kaguya was starting to really get annoyed seeing, as he tore aside the woman's top, and exposed her tanned skin and perky breasts to the winds.
"Must you assaulteverywoman you come across?"
He gave her a look, tilting his head. About three seconds passed before his eyes widened.
"Oh, wait, that wasn't rhetorical?"
Kaguya was only able to shake her head and sigh as she watched him descend his lips unto the unconscious girl's breasts, as his hands cupped her behind and he began absorbing the Nanabi's chakra from that spot.
It of course did not take long for her to hear the familiar sound of skin slapping against skin, and the moaning and mewling of a young teenage girl perverted by the unstoppable force that was Uzumaki Naruto's libido.
Whereas Kaguya and Yami Clone A were at Taki, Yami Clone B, or simply Yami B, found himself whistling as he strolled through the front gates of Iwagakure no Sato. Or at least, he attempted to, before being immediately surrounded by ANBU guards.
"Halt. State your name and your business immediately."
Yami B rolled his eyes, already expecting such a reception. The history between this world and his looked quite similar, or at least, it also happened that Iwa held a grudge against Konoha and similarly hated anyone with spiky blonde hair who would remind them of their greatest enemy, Namikaze Minato.
It was a shame that Minato was not alive in this alternate world, Yami B felt that he really needed to pound that man's face into the pavement for the complete and utter 'retardedness' it would have taken for someone who was considered a genius, to have sealed a demon into his own son, and expect people to treat him like a hero. Oh, normal Naruto had gotten it out of his system when they had met after he had been revived with the Edo Tensei, but Yami had most definitely not.
"I'm here to fuck your women, destroy your village, and kill the Tsuchikage. Not particularly in that order."
The ANBU immediately went on guard, and Yami B rolled his eyes.
"You know, I thought ANBU were supposed to be like the elite of the village. But it looks more and more like you guys are the cannon fodder that gets beat up just to show how much more powerful and badass the bad guys are."
Yami B sighed, they had all attacked him with kunai and with weapons and swords, and he didn't do anything as he simply just let the weapons phase through him, utilizing Obito's Kamui ability by turning his body intangible.
"OH COME ON!"
Their missed strikes had hit each other, and the 'elite' of the 'elite' all collapsed, blood gushing from accidentally slashing their own comrades throats, or accidently stabbing their fellow shinobi through the mask and into the eye.
Yami B facepalmed. This was utterly ridiculous.
"Alright, that's it. I wanted to kill you all slowly, but I can't risk being infected with this much stupidity."
Utilizing the Deva Path's power of gravity, he flew himself higher and higher into the air above Iwa, and then formed a familiar attack in his hands that he had not utilized for a while.
"Tailed Beast Rasenshuriken."
The first one was launched.
"Tailed Beast Rasenshuriken."
The second collided.
"Tailed Beast Rasenshuriken."
The third ended.
Heat, power, chakra, destruction, and explosion. All of these became one as he launched the trio of rapid spherical attacks rained down into the center of the village of Iwa. There was a flash of all-consuming white light, a ground shaking roar like the vengeance of a hundred bellowing earthquakes, and in what could only be described as an apocalypticboom, the village made from stone was rapidly engulfed in a titanic explosion that uprooted trees and sent them hurling through the air like toothpicks.
Once it was done and nature had stopped roaring, once sound had returned to the world and light had receded, the only thing that was left was a massive, gargantuan crater, far larger than anything Pein had ever been able to make in his own invasion of Konoha.
Yami B descended slowly to the ground, landing at the large superheated crater that had parts of the earth bubbling and red, and he promptly dusted his hands together.
"Huh. The Village Hidden in Stone. Yeah…tombstone."
Yami B slowly rubbed his chin. "All right, all that's left is to find their Jinchuriki and –"
He was able to dodge, at the last second, a concentrated beamlike attack aimed directly at him, and he grinned, turning to look at the attacker.
"Someoneactuallysurvived?"
Clambering up from dust, was an old, aged man, hunched over, frail and small, his arms and legs badly burned and charred to the point that there was absolutely nothing left of it, and part of his face likewise had corroded off to reveal the bone that was left under it, and Yami B blinked as he pointed at him.
"Hahahaha! The midget Tsuchikage survived!"
Said midget growled, staring up at him with his one undamaged eye.
"My village… my people… my family… my granddaughter… all of them… gone."
Yami B's eyes widened. That – that was true…
"No! No! What have I done?"
Onoki stared at him in confusion, watching as he collapsed to his knees and began pounding his fist unto the floor.
"WHAT HAVE I DONE?!
Yami B stared up with tears in his eyes.
"Your granddaughter was hot as fuck! Why didn't I have sex with her first?! WHY?!"
The Tsuchikage was speechless.
Suddenly, Yami B rose up, and slapped his fist into his palm in realization.
"Oh wait! I can always bring her back with the Outer Path! I just have to find her ashes first."
"Y-y-you are insane! Y-y-you are a monster!"
Yami B gave a ferocious grin as he stared at the man, vanishing and then re-appearing behind him, placing his hand over his head.
"Nothing personal old man. You were all going to die sooner or later, so why not make it sooner and go party with the shinigami?"
Onoki was barely able to stare into the wild, vivid and happy eyes of the man who had just killed his entire village, ended millions of lives, and did so with a brilliant, dazzling smile.
"W-who are y-you?"
Yami B grinned.
"The outcome of a besmirched prophecy."
The Tsuchikage could no sooner ask what that meant before he heard the last two words of his entire existence.
"Human Path."