A/N

Hello my lovely reader's, I bring you this story. The original idea of what I wanted to write when I was working on my first Naruto x Hazbin Hotel crossover and that I considere the counterpart of Tangled Fox. The two sides of the same coin, so to speak.

Now, this version of Naruto is born in the Vivziepop universe, so no reincarnation nor Isekai here, meaning no powers related to chakra. This is basically a Naruto that will struggle a lot.

Angel Dust will not be gender bend, he will have a flashback in a later time that will explain the current state of his body; that's being modeled after Sakura Igawa from the 2007 Taimanin Asagi animation, and if you know you know.

Warning:

This story is not for the fainthearted. The following content will contain graphics violence, sexual themes, strong language among other things. Viewer discretion is advised.

Disclaimer:

I don't own either naruto nor Hazbin hotel.

Naruto J. Uzumaki, 87 years old, is a veteran of the first and second world Wars and currently a semi active detective who has stop crime organizations, gangs, drug cartels, human traffickers, exposing corruption, etc. He has brought crime to its knees, almost making it nonexistent for over 4 decades, yet there would always be stragglers that would try to create their own empire and he would be there to snuff them out. Because of his determination he was given the moniker of 'The right hand of God' and it was known throughout the globe.

However, like all things time has taken a toll on him and to make matters worse, someone back stabbed him, as whoever it was sold out the information of his whereabouts. Because of right now he was in a gunfight, his house was littered with holes and he has been shooting god knows how long killing bastards, for the gunfire never seized. He was simply overwhelmed by their sheer numbers and captured, where he was then tortured. He laughed at them despite the brutality that was being inflicted upon him.

In their frustration they ended up killing him, seeing that it wasn't enough they decided to desecrate his body as a last laugh, yet the one with the last laugh is Naruto as his years in the war and stopping crime made him paranoid, which in turn made him put high grade explosives beneath the foundation of his house, that detonated killing everyone in a 10 meter radius.

When Naruto opened his eyes he did not expect to see the golden gates of heaven as he was never been a man of God, ever more so when his family was taken away from him, and because of his past. His hands, stained by the blood of the innocent and the wicked.

But here he was about to cross heavens gates with the hope to see his family again, only to be stop.

Suddenly he was surrounded by angels, yet not the ones that he knew, as this angels were wearing uniformes, had masks with had horns, a crossed eye and a permanent grin, all women for what he can tell. He was in danger, as years of combat made him develop a sixth sense and it was blaring at him. Then through the crowd of angels came what he assumed was their leader.

"Naruto James Uzumaki. I gotta say, I was expecting you to be more taller considering your record." He said as he pulled out a clipboard, reading through it and throwing it away. "Good thing is, despite your sins, your deeds have grant you passage to heaven."

Naruto new that this was all a sham, as he could tell that whoever this angel is hated him for some reason.

"And you are?"

"Oh yeah! Sorry about that. My name is Adam, the first human." He said smirking at Naruto.

To say the least, Naruto was shocked to meet the progenitor of all humans, yet he still remained on guard and a question remained. What does he want with him?

"May I ask what does the progenitor of humanity need of me?" Adam's grin further stretch at his response and before Naruto knew it, Adam held him in a side hug. The two of them crossed the gates of heaven.

"Well you see Nate, my boss, the high Seraphim wants you to join my group. The exterminaters so that one day you would guide heavens army." As he spoke, his voice held disdain and his grip on him tightened.

"But the thing Nate is that I don't like you, nor do I like the fact that you've been a thorn at my side!!!" He yelled as he then proceeded to stab Naruto multiple times in the gut.

With little time to react, Naruto grab one of Adam's fingers and broke it.

"Oh fuck! You son of a whore!" Adam screamed as he let go of Naruto who was immediately impaled by spears and pushed at the edge of heaven.

"He~a-heaven will find out of this." He gasped. "M-my family will ask for me."

Hearing this Adam grinned at him in such a way that it filled Naruto with dread.

"Oh Luuute~ Would you come by please~" Adam sang. Naruto then saw a mask less angel walk towards them. Her body was covered in golden blood, in her left hand held a sword that was dripping with blood and in the other she held the severed head of his wife and daughter.

Tears fell as he screamed in despair as the angel's laughed in euphoria at his despair.

"You wanna know the best part of this Nate? Is that no one is going to question us. Nor does God care, he hasn't cared for the lot of you in millenia. So if God doesn't care, what makes you think that heaven will?"

Adam ask him, but seeing that Naruto was unresponsive, he snapped his fingers signaling his angels to pull their weapons. As Naruto stood in place, Adam pointed his finger and shot a concentrated beem of holy energy at his heart. The blow was more than enough to push him of the edge.

Adam and the rest of the exterminaters just watch in glee as Naruto fell, not even seconds later they also threw the heads and bodies of his wife and daughter after him.

They all left, thinking that they were free of guilt.. Of SIN... Oh how wrong they were as the only thing that they did was creat a monster as Adam unknowingly struck God's symbols of power, the Rosary and Bible.

2004 was coming to an end and it was the one time we're the whole world would unite in the celebration of a new year. The same cannot be said for hell, for the coming of a new year was known for the denizens of hell, to sinners to be exact, as Extermination Day; where Angel's also known as exorcists would annually come to hell and murder sinners or any demon who was unlucky enough to be caught in the open.

And just like usual, when the bells rang once again the exorcists would return to heaven. However their were does who stay despite the bell ringing just to further indulge in their blood lust.

It was common knowledge that everyone knows, something that Angel Dust personally knew all to well, after all he just got impaled in the fucking leg by a spear and now was fleeing for his life. All because of Valentino's greed, because the overlord knew of the dangers and little did he care if one of his slaves died, all he cared was they make him money.

To make matters worse, the exorcists was toying with him as it hunted him down. And now he was struggling to get away, in the past he would have easily escaped even if the exorcists got him good in the leg but now because of the extra weight he was carrying i.e his breasts, trying to get away was impossible.

"Maybe this is for the best." Angel Dust thought, because now that he thinks about it, his life wasn't worth living.

When he was a human his life was a mess and a poor excuse of a joke, born and raised in one of the many family mafias, his father saw him nothing more than a fucking disappointment more so when he found out that he was gay and the only two saving grace that spared him from being killed by the other mobsters was that his dad was the Don and that his sister had sway over the family business, but it wasn't enough because at the end he ended up committing suicide; by drug overdose.

At the end, everything he went through didn't matter as he was now stuck with his family for all eternity, that was if he or his blood relatives didn't get murdered by exorcists, and ended up worse decisions than when he was human as his soul was now property of Valentino and became nothing more than a sex slave until died by the hands of an exorcist or Valentino became tired of him.

So when the exorcists saw Angel Dust stop running away, her eyes narrowed, that she cautiously landed behind him.

"Hey toots." Angel turned out to face the exorcists the moment she landed. "I'm ready."

The exorcists was baffled at this, more so when she saw Angel Dust expression, his eyes that held only acceptance of his fate and a sad smile. She immediately understood that he wanted death and it anger her because the sinner in front of her took out all of the fun in hunting him.

So she decided the next best thing that she could settle on, torture. And so without further ado she conjure shackles of light that hang Angel Dust from his wrists.

With no time to spare she teard Angel's clothes, once bare naked, the exorcists began to cut him and stab him, removing patches of skin, fur and muscle. Angel's limbs were the first thing to suffer as the exorcists pulled his nails one at a time, then she skinned them to the elbow or knee, ripping at times large chunks of his flesh because of the poor skinning method, as his bones were visible. But the exorcists didn't wanted Angel to die so quickly. So she conjured a slab of angelic steel and superheated it with holy light.

The innocent laughter of children could be heard mixed with the screams of Angel Dust as his limbs were being cauterized. Does who heard it fled the area.

Once the exorcists managed to cauterize all of the bleeding she smiled at her work but immediately frowned when she saw that Angel Dust fainted. Displeased at this she laid Angel Dust on the ground and conjured holy nails, the same type of nails that Jesus was crucified with, and proceeded to hammer them in every major joint until he would wake up.

She first started with his ankles, seeing no reaction she then nailed his knees, again no reaction. When she hammered the first nail on the left side of his hip Angel's face twitch and began to cry, but the when the second nail was hammered, that's when Angel woke up once again.

But she didn't stop as she then continued to nail Angel Dust middle left arm, first came the wrist. And at this point Angel was on autopilot as he began to thrashing like a wild animal in an attempt to get the exorcists off of him as he pulled out his lower set of arms to defend himself. A vain attempt as it did not took long for the exorcists to solve her problem, with all six arms nailed to the ground, she focused on the 'shoulder'. Not caring if there was a shoulder or not, the exorcists began to nail once again at the area where there should be a shoulder. In the process she only ended up causing heavy internal damage to the intestines, kidneys, liver stomach, lungs and breaking several ribs that in turn caused some of the after-mentioned injuries, as some of the bone fragments and the rib itself pierced his organs.

Angel Dust vision was starting to blacken as the pain was just to much for him to bare, the last thing he saw was the exorcists on top of him with the hammer high in the air and one final nail pointing at his heart, at this Angel Dust let the darkness take him away knowing that his torment was about to end.

However fate had other plans.

Before the exorcists could deliver the final blow something landed behind her, startled she dropped her weapons and conjured a new one. Slowly she aprouch the crashed site, as she got closer she began to feel the hair on her neck stand on end. The notion of her feeling fear of all things perplexed her, squinting her eyes in frustration, she tried to see through the dust cloud that was obscuring her. But as the dust began to settle she felt a pull/push; the sign of her overstaying in hell. Knowing this she tried to go towards Angel Dust to finish the job, yet the each step she took the pull became stronger. In a last ditch effort she threw her weapon at Angel, however it froze in mid air and before she knew it she was expelled from hell.

The moment he made contact with the ground he immediately regained conscious, seconds later the influx of memories came.

Slowly he stood up, trying to not break down as he remembered what happened to him... To his wife and daughter.

The need to mourn his family was interrupted when he heard footsteps, facing towards the direction from where they originated he could clearly see the silhouette of that of an exorcist and behind it a body. Hate. Pure undiluted hate surge from him, all because of the sight of an exorcist. But before he could throw himself towards the exorcists in an attempt to kill it, it vanished. With it gone Naruto's mind cleared and in so he rushed as fast as he could towards the injured person, once he got closer he stopped as the appearance of the person startled him. Seeing him, Naruto stared at his surroundings.

Flashbacks began to blend with reality so perfectly as the land around him was war torn and broken bodies laid waisted, panic flooded him, his breathing became erratic. Naruto understood that he was suffering PTSD episode and was desperately trying to remain coherent, but how can he when was living the nightmare... Just as he was about to snap the sound of something crashing brought him back, only to be thrown onto another nightmare.

Cradling between his arms where the corpses of his family.

"s-som-- h--lp."

Naruto bearly heard the cry for help, he wanted to ignore it so he could finally and properly mourn his loved ones in peace.

"s-som-- h--lp."

"Ignore it Naruto, just ignore it and it will go away." He thought as he tried to reassure himself and steel his conviction.

"s-som-- h--lp."

Yet no matter how much he tried, he couldn't. Properly laying the bodies of his wife and daughter, Naruto went to check on the person who was crying for help.

Naruto couldn't help but feel sorrow for Angel Dust, because despite being at death doorsteps and unconscious he was asking for help, something that he has seen throughout the war. Naruto examined Angel's body, despite him not being a medical professional, he knew more than enough to perform medical assistance/evaluation and in rair ocations, surgery. To him it was a miracle that Angel Dust still cling to life, however without proper medical help Angel would soon succumb to his injuries.

Looking around he spotted what looked like a clinic that wasn't rundown, there he carried everyone in. His wife and daughter were laid on a medical, meanwhile Angel was laid on the medical table. Ransacking the place he found materials and medicine that would alleviate Angel Dust pain and properly clean his wounds.

Not satisfied, Naruto decided to ransack the whole area yet nothing that he found would help him save Angel's life, as the thing he found were torn clothing which he could use as makeshift bandages, a sowing kit, some scraps of food, lighters, used needles and lastly angelic weapons.

With everything laid in front of him, he just lifelessly stared at it, guilt began to wallow inside him as he was once again helpless in saving someone from the exorcists. Because unlike his wife and daughter, who's death were quick and he hopefully thought painless, Angel Dust was severely tortured and was dying as the result of his injuries.

The more he stared at everything the less he knew what to do... Until.

"Why not replace his injured body parts."

He has seen it before, as a doctor would take healthy body parts of a deceased soldier to save the life of another. But where would he find an intact donor, as every body he found were torn, rip, riddled with wholes, not to mention that there was the issue of compatibility.

And yet the answer was right in front of him. At first he wanted to deny the thought of using his family for this and at the same time he was entering in conflict with his ideals and of the 'what' would his wife and daughter would say... Nonetheless he came to a heartbreaking decision, so with a tender care a final goodbye Naruto prepared everything the best he could with the tools/makeshift tools and materials he had he operated on Angel.

As Naruto operated on Angel Dust, in a different part of pentagram city Valentino was shooting another film on live TV.

Everything was going great until he noticed smoke, and not the one of his cigar, he noticed that it was originating from his contract pouch. Pulling out the contract that was smoking and seeing the name, Valentino demeanor burst in a outrage as Angel Dust contract combusted into flames and burning him.

Without hesitation he began to murder everyone around him.

A/N

OK, first things first. Updates will be somewhat delayed and it all depends on the servers working properly or not, as I've found that any progress I've made on my archives was not properly saved. This has made me rewrite a chapter of my stories several times. Be assured that I will update as soon as I can, so maybe by the end of the week I will update another story or two.

Also, the overlord pouch. It's a bag that holds all of the contracts that an overlord has done through his life in hell and it can only be obtained when a sinners as reach the status of overlord. To obtain it the sinner in question must perform a small ritual to create it, as the pouch will be tied to it respective owner and it will not aloud anyone but it's owner to reach into its contents, it also stays on their person and it's appearance varies depending on the personality and likes of it's respective overlord.

With that said, I bid you goodbye.