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.

9. Chapter IX: Angelic Furniture

Chapter IX - Don't You Know Angels Make Good Chairs?

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[Naruko's Oasis]

Everyone from Naruko's group had finished using the healing bath, and all the branding marks and scars they got from the service under De Vil were gone for good, especially Sam's injuries that caused him constant irritation and pain. He refused to find relief for it as the drugs to silence the pain because they were insanely addictive and expensive, it was a surefire way to make sure to never escape slave debt hell to the point that even future progeny born from the long-deceased debtor would curse their bloodline.

As they all stepped out of the pool to dry themselves off, Mikal appeared with his arms folded behind his back, "Puppy, I require the use of your mug."

He snorted in mock irritation while Emmett and Sam snickered while Kira and Chloe hid smiles, "I swear, you are doing this on purpose, you bastard. Fine, fine."

He trailed behind him after he put on a pair of boxers and trailed him from behind as they walked on the polished wood floor, he took in the sights of the home she built for them, he knew that she spent countless hours thinking about it over and over again before putting the design on paper before building it.

Then he saw the table, he knew she loved creating feasts for them, after the mission she probably had a massive feast to celebrate only for that miserable clusterfuck with...her.

A stern voice cut through his musings, "Puppy, no more thinking of the miserable past," Mikal's voice rang out, Jason realized that he stopped moving as he just stared at the long table, of what was supposed to be one of the first of many feasts and happy memories of freedom, only for it to be used once as a symbol of mourning and never touched again.

He looked away from the table and quickly caught up with him as Mikal continued to walk until they found themselves standing before a large bookshelf, what lay behind it was Naruko's medical room and storage filled to the brim of all medical and healing materials she made and created with all the knowledge she collected from both her bandit hunts and research from the underworld. He picked out a thick red-leather bound textbook that caused the bookshelf to fall through the floor, exposing a door, he removed his right glove with his teeth before pressing his hand against the door, the seal recognized him and let him through as Jason followed after him.

It was large and filled with the lingering scent of pomegranate and black cherries, her usual smell, it was comforting and something he missed.

The room was lined with rows and rows of materials for cures and medications for countless injuries and ailments, there was a large workstation at the end of the room, and near the entrance was a living room area, large leather couches, a large, polished wooden table with enough space to work with medical supplies, a spare bed pushed into the corner of the room in case of more strenuous injuries. Mikal made his way to the workstation and opened the red reference book he used to enter this room as Jason took a seat on a large couch as he just waited.

After a single moment, a bucket was placed in front of him and he opened his eyes to find Mikal carrying four bottles, and two packs of acupuncture needles which he placed before Jason. Two flattened miniature bowls were placed with 12 acupuncture needles heated and sterilized for disinfection with alcohol and fire. He opened the two bottles of diluted poisons, the first poison was called Asmodeus, a cherry red poison diluted to 1/100th of its original potency and the second was called Stolas, a thick, black poison that was thinned before being diluted to 1/300th of its original potency. The two were poured into miniature bowls to soak the needles for ten minutes as Mikal prepped him, detailing each section where the needles were supposed to go.

As it neared ten minutes, Mikal popped the cork off the first bottle and handed it to him, "This one will start the purge of your system and remove your metallic implants. You already know what will happen next, right?"

"I do."

He took it and downed it quickly before handing it back, the heat had now pooled to the center of his stomach as he crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

"Are you ready?" Mikal cooly stated already picking up one of the poisoned needles from the bowl.

"As I'll ever be. Get to it."

He started from his shoulders and worked his way down, on his right side he was stuck with needles that were laced with the sweet hell-flame poison, Asmodeus, and on his left he was stuck with the earthy, destruction poison, Stolas, both were absolute agony, Jason wanted to vomit, but it wasn't time yet, he barely realized he was drenched in sweat from the strain. His blood vessels were discolored from the vibrant red and black poisons coursing through his system, he felt the metallic implants loosen and fall, one by one until all of them were gone which he then spat out in a bucket in a mix of foul-smelling toxins, bile, his metallic implants, vomit and tainted blood.

"Jason?"

He glanced at him and signaled that he was fine and to wait as he focused inwardly.

He recalled the meditation techniques she used whenever she used diluted poisons on herself, it hurt like an absolute bitch, but it helped her, and she pounded the knowledge and how to do it in each of their heads on how to do it in private and on the battlefield in case of poison and toxin users, it saved them numerous times since they were separated.

He braced himself as he collected his chakra, collecting every ounce of it in his body and circulating it, removing the toxins and poisons from his body through repetition of Internal Chakra Flow from each chakra and pressure point from the crown of his head to the tips of his toes, 'This was nothing. This pain was nothing.'

Nothing compared to being sold to fund a lifestyle of indulgence, nothing compared to the hellish taste of betrayal from someone you trusted, nothing compared to being separated from the only family that ever gave a damn about him. And nothing compared to being forced to survive the area termed the 9th circle of Hell for its hellish winter for 6 months and face monster-sized creatures that look like they have been enhanced from steroids and crack.

He forced the poisons and toxins out of his system, his blood vessels returning to their normal color and he tilted his head up slightly and felt the needle pierce the crown of his head for a long five minutes, it was removed and the remaining needles were removed and his chakra flared, he felt as it practically doubled and he opened his eyes to find Mikal holding the last bottle which he took.

"This one will replace all the vitamins and everything that was expelled during the purging process and regrow his teeth."

He knocked it back and winced as it took effect immediately as it hit his stomach.

"It's just a very indescribable unpleasant feeling as your body corrects itself."

'No shit!'

The feeling of the body practically re-writing itself to fix what was lost and broken was hellishly uncomfortable, it's as if he was being regrown from the womb in fast-forward underneath his skin only for the old to be replaced with the new without shedding and teething for adults on fast-forward was a very unique experience, leaving only the taste of blood and taste of new teeth.

The soreness of his new teeth was something he never wanted to experience again, 'It seems that there was a reason why humans were made to go through this uncomfortable process once and only once in life.'

He sighed and shivered, the cool wind against new teeth hurt like a bitch.

Then the feeling finally ended, leaving him tired.

"Fucking God."

Mikal gave him another bottle, "Welcome back to full strength, take this."

"I assume this won't melt my insides?"

"Don't doubt my goodwill today, you can do that tomorrow. Besides, if I wanted to melt you there are far more pleasing ways to do so."

"True." He took it and handed it back as Mikal checked him over, making sure everything was in proper working order with no mistakes before he stepped back.

"Everything is in proper order, now go get ready and meet the rest of them in the living room."

Jason gave him a bow as Mikal turned away from him to focus on cleaning the workstation and made notes on what to replace to have a full stock.

"Thank you."

"Of course."

He felt energy fill every inch of his body, as he stood up straight, "She worked so hard to make such a thing, didn't she?"

"She did, so you better repay her a thousand-fold or I will dissolve you slowly."

Jason couldn't help but release a genuine laugh he hadn't done since he was sent off that hellscape of an island, he missed this type of back and forth so much as Mikal had a smile of his own.

"Of course, I'll make sure that the dear princess will get what she wants and I plan on giving her the fight she deserves, now do you need anyone else?"

"No. Now go take a shower, you reek of sweat and the stench of wet dog is an awful smell."

"Bastard," He snorted as he moved towards the door before he glanced back and said, "Thank you, Mikal. I know you did this of your own will."

"Shame on you, puppy. I don't do anything other than what is ordered by the dear Lady."

A soft huff was his only reply as the door opened and closed, leaving Mikal to clean up.

Jason made his way back to the bathroom and showered before putting on the clothes he was given and located his team's chakra signatures to find them all lounging. They all gave him a silent greeting as they were comfortable in a massive living room, each one on their couch or chair.

He took his seat and waited silently as he took in the sight of each of them as they all grew in their way before they infiltrated De Vil's group 6 months prior as the change of someone planning something against Naruko quickly spread throughout the underworld it was mainly rumored at first but it led the five together to be under De Vil's control for the meantime to keep an eye and if it were false they would find a way to cripple one of his affairs and escape his service, but now that the sick fuck is dead, they could return to her side.

Each of them had grown from where Naruko placed them, their letters were private and described their interactions and first meetings, and her favorite moments with them along with how she loved them sincerely and couldn't wait for them to impress her with their skills. However, she apologized for separating them, but she knew people would gladly be waiting for any opportunity to pick them off to spite her, and she refused to let it happen. She would make sure to come back and those who separated them will be repaid a millionfold in blood and suffering.

Dog, you will be placed under the command of Jinyrang the Dragon, he will teach you a plethora of fighting techniques and broaden them, his brother is a rouge trader of the Trader Militant/Diplomat hybrid that constantly travels and has a vast collection of knowledge many would skin a town for, both of them are ruthless bastards but their combined knowledge and experience will allow you to stand against those who will attempt to gut you. It should be obvious what I want you to learn from them, they will train you if you can impress them and you will, you will learn all you can so I can have a fight that I have been craving. I know you aren't stupid enough to die before we meet again, my dear vice-commander, my best friend and brother.

He recalled the hellish days of training and learning everything he could, the foul-smelling all-healing medical paste for wounds wrapped tightly underneath bandages, learning so many things, he thought his brain would leak out of his nose, but constant fighting, training, studying, and putting it into practice to cause and destroy uprisings, to cause discontent or smooth things over, how to crush enemies and create allies to become a better commander, he would never be so weak to have his commander offer her neck after carrying his dead weight again. He cursed like no tomorrow while training but, their methods were effective, especially considering his dear companion. He would become strong to the point that any enemies that dared point a sword at her would crumble at the mere mention of his name, that he personally swore.

He reclined in a Le Corbusier LC2 chair, he wore a pair of onyx-black combat boots, leading up to a pair of slim-fit dark trousers, designed to withstand wear and tear, held up with a slim belt with a dark sleeveless t-shirt underneath a jacket with arm sleeves that ended at the elbows, it a long back that ended mid-thigh, he wore a pair of battle gloves as he took a glance at Chloe.

She sat on a Mercury Row Eowyn Bean Bag chair it was just big enough that you could nap in it comfortably if you got yourself in the right position.

He laid his head on his right hand as he rested his eyes for a moment, 'Just like you, Kitty.'

She made herself comfortable in the chair she was sitting in, looking up at the ceiling, and curled a finger around one of her bangs that framed her face, she thought about when she cut her hair short as a swear to not keep it long until she was back under Naruko's command. She felt anxious and wanted to burn off some excess energy, she could feel Naruko's chakra so close yet so far away, all she wanted to do was hug her, she missed the scent of black cherries and pomegranates, it was comforting, it was a source of peace that made her have sweet dreams away from the vile nightmares that claimed her frequently. Thankfully they were not as frequent but they creeped up on her every so often if she didn't regulate herself.

She wasn't ashamed to admit she sobbed until she was hoarse when she read her letter, detailing everything that she enjoyed and what they experienced, her apologies over not being able to experience several things with her due to their separation but not to let it hold her back from exploring new things. Cat kept a little journal of all the things she experienced since then, to make sure not to forget anything and tell it to her when they met up again. She read that thing so thoroughly she could recall the experience down to the details.

A sigh escaped her when she recalled the end of her letter...

Kitty, I know you have major self-doubts although you are strong to put many naysayers in the dirt and you are upset that I'm being separated from you along with removing you from the group but this will help you. You will be placed under the command of the heads of the Oni/Kijin Camps, Lord Benimaru, and his wife, Momoyo, both of them are master elemental-users and practice various fighting styles and weapons. His wife has the same body type as yourself and her training will put it to good use, Benimaru is a grandmaster of flame manipulation and breakpoint training and she will teach you her fighting style, jutsus, and how to utilize her earth-shattering strength. They will teach you everything you need to know and make sure to explore and use your techniques as much as you can, gather and learn everything within reach, Kitty, they have a method to keep poisonous nightmares like yours at bay and soon enough you won't need them anymore. Be well and stay well, I can't wait to see you, Kitty, my adorable little sister.

Her outfit consisted of a red-orange battle dress with a leather-brown sash in the center of her torso that was tied into a flat bow behind her. She wore a pair of short battle shorts with a fishnet shirt that covered her torso and arms up to her wrist with a pair of slim-style tactical gloves, on her legs were a pair of thick protective stockings that went up to her shorts ended and on her feet were a pair of kunoichi-styled boots.

Her eyes then landed on Kira, who was just counting down the seconds as her gaze met her own who gave her a small smile before looking back at the ceiling. She was lying across the armrests of a Raymour & Flanigan Felica chair, her legs slowly kicking back and forward as if keeping tempo with the time.

M-chan, I know you were never one for mushy shit and I already given you plenty above this paragraph, so I'll just tell you where you'll be from now on until we meet up again. You will be under the reign of the Catachan tribe to learn their methods how to handle massive opponents, I know you loathe past stumblings but out of all of the groups, they deal with overwhelming odds the best and after them, I want you to find the smallest Giants, they are outland travelers who are sisters who are the primary heirs of two assassin guilds, VIII&CXXX, both of them are willing to impart their knowledge. I know you'll take to their methods like a fish to water, I want you to recover and know that fucking shit wasn't your fault, no matter how much you think it was. I told both sisters and Roberta to pound it into your head if they catch an inkling of you thinking it was your fault. Take care of yourself and I expect a lot out of you and I can't wait to see what you got, dear Key-chan!

She took out a plethora of punching bags and training dummies before she allowed herself to sob in private before she collapsed on the floor of her bedroom, the next day she would find herself in her bed under her blankets and no one said anything other than an understanding glance.

Her outfit consisted of a dark Chinese-style crop top with ivy motifs lining the sides and shoulders, her pants were a pair of waist-high black Palazzo pants, tied with a signature red ribbon with a pair of tai chi shoes.

A sense of calmness enveloped her as she made to relax until it was time to meet up with her once again.

Sam laid himself comfortably in a Burrow Vesper Lounge Chair with his right leg crossed over his left, his eyes were closed as he rested as much as he could, his eyes were no longer that accursed Kowloon's, he was just inwardly grateful to suppress the desires those eyes infected in their users with the help of his teacher that taught him about runes that kept them at bay. With the help of Mikal healing him, his mouth and eyes were restored, and was joying the peace of not having a nagging ache or biting pain to be a constant presence to greet him in the morning and lull him to sleep.

He recalled the days under the tutelage of his teacher, she was a beautiful woman with white hair with bangs framing the left side of her face, while the rest was tied up into a rose braid, her fighting dress was skin-tight that split open two inches down her thighs with thick ruby-red stockings, her unique signature from her teacher and her youthful days as a trainee.

My adorable bunny (I know you despise that nickname, but you'll let me get away with it this once), you will be stationed at the V*** Temple, they'll put that brain of yours to good use and your teacher will be Lady Eva Acheron, a grandmaster in spearmanship that specializes in hunting, tracking and advanced knowledge of her targets. She'll be very hard to miss and you will be able to gain a lot of experience under her tutelage, if you pass her special exam she'll teach you about runes and I will supplement that with teaching you about Uzumaki sealing when we meet up again. Within the V*** Temple, you find a woman who meditates under the moon at the highest peak of the area, if you manage to tag her, she'll teach you as well. You take care of yourself, R, I can't wait until we meet again.

'God, I fucking loathe that nickname, but...at least with her, it's not that bad.'

His outfit consisted of an off-white sweatshirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows with a collar that was open and tied closed with a black string. His pants were a pair of baggy trousers with a pair of dark and silver-laced tactical boots. On his forearms were a pair of arm guards with knuckle-guard, fingerless tactical gloves.

Then finally Emmett yawned in his seat, sitting upside down on his La-Z-Boy Rocker recliner chair, just savoring the rocking motion of the chair going back and forth like the waves. A sigh left his lips, as he recalled the mantras and phrases from his travels he engrained into his brain.

Ah, Croc, it's been nothing but a pleasure to watch you show up to those who think you are nothing more than a brute only for them to fall silent when you overpower them both physically and mentally, crushing them thoroughly, completely worth fine-tuning your skills to implement not just physical and mental as well. I know you continued to study and refine your knowledge and therefore I decided to send you to study the methods of two clans that will cram every hint of knowledge into your brain through harsh experience but I know you can handle it. You will be going to explore the depths of the sea with the S$$$ tribe, believe me when I say you'll be shocked at what you find down there and then I want you to go with the W### tribe, they teach you about entrapping and their methods of huntings, both have good brutal methods and they will supplement your fighting style, especially the Vice Captain of the S$$$ who's abilities he's willing to impart. Take care, Croc, I cannot wait for us to meet up again, my dear scholar.

His outfit consists of a navy-blue wife beater shirt tucked into a black pair of baggy combat pants with multiple pockets held up by a thick belt, he wore a pair of low-cut cowboy boots. He wore a pair of battle gloves and a necklace, he kept from his travels, a gem which was a combo of green and blue as a means of protection.

A whistle then rang out, making them all stand up to find Mikal who spoke with a quip, "Aren't you all fancy, now it's time to gear up. Follow me."

They did so only to find themselves in a large room, filled with a plethora of weapons that surrounded most of the walls and space of the room.

Kira lowly whispered, "Damn..."

Sam let out a low whistle, "God, how much time and money did she spend on gathering so many weapons."

"Eh, I'll give you the specifics later on, but now you need to be armed."

He motioned for them to gather at the glass table and each one was given the following main weapons and supplemental weapons. After they took in their fair share of weapons and triple-checked everything they had before Mikal had them all stand before him as he collected a sphere of chakra before flattening it to show what was happening currently, the first thing they saw was Naruko, Aramaki, and Koolwon violently attacking Naoya who met their attacks with a sneer and was retaliating.

Then Mikal switched to another scene on the outskirts of the village, showing a scene of mangled bodies and the terrified image of a certain girl.

The air became thick with killing intent as a look of disdain flittered across every face as their gaze bored into the screen of the girl who caused their separation.

Chloe hissed out, "That fucking bitch is here?"

"She is..." Mikal quipped

Emmett sneered, "It's bad enough she screwed us once, but again? I'll skin her slowly."

Mikal clapped twice gathering their attention, "Now, it's well known that you all despise the very fact the little bitch can breathe, believe me, I feel the same, but before you get any ideas, the dear Lady has her taken care of, you will all get your turn to make her suffer. But there are more pressing matters than a miserable snake."

He showed them the army that was sectioned off in various areas surrounding the area where Naruko was fighting, five groups in clusters of 70-80 were trying to block off any routes of escape for the three against Naoya surrounding them and planning to attack them from all sides.

Sam scoffed, "Slimy bastard, just like her."

"Pick your group to slaughter, ladies and gentlemen. The dear lady will give you a signal you are most familiar with to jump into the fray, they may be nothing but mere fleshy training dummies but they are better than nothing."

They all made their choice and were led outside towards the edge of the oasis, where they waited, they could hear the sounds of battle and the stench of blood and sweat, but they remained silent and still as statues. Then, they heard it, the sound of howling, her chakra calling out towards them, and not even needing to think they jumped from the ledge down to the Earth below.

After three seconds, they shunshin'd to the appropriate locations where they would gut the groups supporting Naoya, leaving Mikal to silently wish them well.

"Now, I have a massive feast to prepare, it looks like things will get very interesting around here."

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[Naoya's Recovery Tent]

Naoya's forces were surrounding the medical tent they put up since Aramaki's brutalization of him as they waited for any order he would bestow upon them.

Soon after being completely healed and having the gem bound to him, they cleaned him up and helped him get dressed, as he stepped out of the tent, his men bowed before him as he passed, until a voice that could only be described as simpering rang out, "Naoya-sama, please be careful."

He stopped walking and glanced at the girl who looked to be a year or two his junior as she looked up at him with big, hope-filled eyes only for him to grab her face and lift her off the ground, as she tried to take in air, he sneered at her struggling in his grip like that of a cockroach.

"Do you think I'm so pitiful that I would take to heart your miserable comment?"

It took a moment for her to speak as she could barely squeak out a, "No! No, please forgive me, Naoya-sama!"

He scoffed and tossed her away from him, as he wiped his hands with an immediately bestowed handkerchief one of the healers gave him before tossing it back.

Naoya gave the fallen healer, shivering and gasping for air, a cold glare, "Don't you dare tell me what to do, got it?"

She fixed herself into a prostrating position, "Yes! Yes, Naoya-sama, my sincerest apologies!"

He scoffed and turned away from her as he continued to walk, as soon as he left the hearing range, one of the older healers cracked her across the face, making tears well up in her eyes, "You are an idiot, what do you think you are doing?"

The young girl placed her hand against her stinging cheek, "I just wanted him to be careful."

"He doesn't need your well-wishes, he is the little Lord of our clan and can easily handle some riffraff. On top of that, his beloved uncle gave him the prized gem to use in the first place to show his overwhelming superiority and you think he needs your well-wishes? Are you doubting your Lord's judgment?"

"No! No, I'm not, please forgive me!"

The older woman scoffed, "Then keep your mouth shut, depending on how Naoya-sama feels after today you may get away with just five lashings and silent duty for the next four months."

"Yes, my sincerest apologies."

"Hmph."

As Naoya walked, the one who gathered his soldiers walked behind him, "My Lord, we have more than 350 soldiers ready and willing to be your stepping stones to victory."

"As if they could be anything else. Make sure they know where they are supposed to be, I want that those two gutted and that bitch knelt before yours truly."

"It will be done, even if we need to render her knees useless."

A smile settled on Naoya's face at the thought, he couldn't wait to see the look on Naruko's face when he won today's bout.

"Do not disappoint me."

"Yes, my Lord, also what you had prepared is now active, they will no longer be able to touch you without suffering."

He grinned as he took off into the air while the man ordered his forces to spread out in the same way they practiced, the large collection of people sectioned off into groups of five to surround the group to support him, each group contained a variety of fighters, supporters, and healers ready to do what they were brought there to do as they surrounded the arena where Naoya would be, readying to attack and support him at his signal.

Naoya flared his chakra, causing the three of them to stop fighting and direct their attention towards him to stand against him.

'Hmph, I thought they would have continued to fight, seems they aren't so brain dead after all to not pay attention to me.'

He floated to be on the same level as the other three and he spoke, "Now, let's continue from where we left off, Devil. Will you bow to me or will I force you?"

"Tch, you couldn't force a rat to eat cheese even less for me to bow to a sniveling peon like you."

A vein pulsed from the side of his forehead at the audacity of the girl before him, as his lips curled into a sneer, "You deserve to be ripped from this world in the most painful manner, possible."

"Oh, as if I hadn't heard that one before. You'll meet the same fate, you and your men struggling for your last breath before you finally die."

Naoya spat out, "You truly are repulsive."

She rolled her eyes with a shrug, "But that's nothing compared to you, maggot, I'd thought you'd at least flee to try again another day when the dear monster ripped your cock off."

He sneered, "Do you think I'd ever fall to such a thing?"

"Most people do, but then again, roaches don't die as soon as you squish them so I guess even a peon like you can live up to such a standard."

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[Battle Music: Vendetta (Rock Version) Phonk]

Naoya made to go on the offensive to attack Naruko with a roundhouse kick which she avoided and repaid with a kick of her own which sent her flying back, before she righted herself, as Kowloon and Aramaki made to perform their attacks. Aramaki aimed a vile haymaker towards the center of Naoya's face while Kowloon made to implant a forceful heel kick into his sternum, only for the two of them to back up to where Naruko landed.

They all had injuries from where their attacks should have caused him damage but he had no show of pain, all that was there was an arrogant knowing smile.

Naruko's eyes squinted with loathing as a cold hiss escaped her, she flexed her fingers as her teeth ached from clenching them so hard she could hear them creaking, and she felt a stab of loathing pierce through her as she recalled that same feeling. It was the same feeling of pain transfer she trained her how to use against enemies. As the seconds ticked by, her gaze bored into Naoya's, his smug arrogance over performing such a feat.

'Death is too good for you, you miserable piece of shit, if I could I'd watch you boil alive in stomach acid.'

She put her temper on ice, "To think someone who proclaimed himself as an angel would take on the methods of a filthy traitor."

He shrugged, "That traitor has been promised salvation and a very generous reward if she assisted me."

Naruko sighed as she collected herself, "I see...Then you should know angel boy, those who work with those who scorn me, end up wishing they were never born, remember that statement when I finally break you down into the quivering pile of shit you truly are."

"Big words for a girl that will soon be kneeling before yours truly," He grinned before he made to rush her, she exchanged her chainsaw blade for a black curved sword, and her eyes switched to a poisonous green to signal Envy from her previous Gluttony's bright pumpkin-orange.

She made to attack him as he pulled out his blade and she transmitted her voice mentally to the other two as they all made to attack him, "Be careful, he's obtained a certain technique from a miserable snake that's in the area."

Kowloon made to carve into him as Naoya avoided him only to meet with Aramaki's fist, "Tell me, dear princess, what does that entail?"

Naruko blocked the strike aimed at her midsection, only to carve into his side causing the same weeping wound to appear on her right side, "It's a technique created to transfer pain to enemies, however, the person I gave it to is of weak character, since I created means to prevented her from using it personally, doesn't mean she can't teach others to use it."

Aramaki's annoyance showed on his face as wanted nothing more than to tear out his throat, as he clawed into him, causing five weeping wounds to appear on his chest and arms, "Should've ripped off his upper head and not the lower one, the battle would be more fun."

Naruko blocked his strike, only to crack him across the face, with the side of her blade, feeling the ugly sting of pain ring through her jaw, "Doesn't matter, there's always fuck-ups and I didn't expect angel-fuck to show up with this technique either. But this fine."

Aramaki snapped back in a monstrous tone, "How the fuck is it fine?! He absorbs our attacks like it is nothing!"

"These attacks aren't nothing, he's the type that won't last long, it may look like he's feeling nothing and recovering instantaneously, but he isn't. "He's avoiding far more damaging attacks, he's attempting to wear us down, thinking we can't use heavy attacks because they'll rebound and put us out of commission."

"Well, he's right ain't he?"

She aimed a heavy kick at the underside of his jaw which he avoided instead of tanking, which he retaliated with a chakra blast that she easily smacked away as his smug look was wiped off his face.

"See? He's using a bootleg version of the skill, he's using someone as a medium to transfer the pain he's experiencing so he doesn't have to feel it. His medium can't handle crippling blows, it's already showing on his face that he is not used to pain, just don't knock yourselves out and he will crumble so just grit your fucking teeth for now."

She rushed forward as she made to attack him relentlessly with the two joining it as Kowloon was smitten, "God, I love you."

Naruko inwardly spat, "Fuck off and carve him up already."

Aramaki snorted, "Ugh, preteen crushes, revolting."

The three made to forgo any amount of defensive techniques as they made to brutalize him, overwhelming his medium as they couldn't handle the onslaught and most of the pain couldn't be transferred over, he was absolutely bewildered by it. They were insane, absolutely insane, most people instinctively avoid pain every attack against him was quickly crawling up towards agonizing on the pain scale.

The three made to aim at his neck only for him to force them back with a chakra-enhanced howl of "FUCK OFF!"

Naruko smiled as he tried to immediately retaliate with multiple chakra blasts, but Naruko didn't bother to avoid them as she centered herself and forced her chakra to flare and howl as she raised her blade, making him focus entirely on herself, she silently laid down a barrier and sensory dampening genjutsu, as she felt the five of them moving into the positions where Naoya planted his cronies. He would be deaf to their pleas for help and by the time he realized something was wrong, it would be far too late.

'They'll have enough time to destroy his little group of underlings,' She then brought the blade down before carving a massive wound from shoulder to hip, with a slash the pain-nullifying ability Naoya was using barely hanging together by a thread, the same wound was on her, but she was simply sealed up the wound with ease.

"Now, that's a better look on you."

He growled only to be brutalized once again, he made to get some distance as he was completely frustrated, "Damn you! Damn you!"

He created a lightning-enhanced chakra spear to pierce through her only for Naruko to kick it back towards him which he avoided only for Naoya to brutalize him with a series of punches and kicks before sending him flying back with a kick to the jaw, Aramaki picked up where Kowloon left off as Naoya righted his position as he made to strike out with a kick only to be pinned to his side by a smirking Aramaki as he flew down at high speeds and flung him down to the Earth as he screamed, he couldn't unfurl his wings and he just realized the sensation of numbness preventing him from unfolding them, but he didn't have much time to ponder as Kowloon appeared on the ground just before he landed and kicked him in the stomach back up into the air as he was suddenly surrounded by all three as they fired three heavy chakra blast jutsus against him that rebounded back, but they just grinned as he fell pathetically on the unforgiving ground.

The wounds were pure agony as he floated up, his eyes wild and bloodshot as his wounds stung and ached as blood leeched from them, he wiped the blood off his chin as his face twisted into an unholy grimace.

'This shouldn't be happening. This battle should have been wrapped up with her broken before me and the other two dead.'

Naruko just laughed, "You need to put up a decent fight, don't tell me the little snake's methods are failing you already. Then again, you are nothing more than a spoiled prince sitting on a mound of silver coins."

"I refuse to go down like this, I don't need anyone."

"Then stop being a bitch and stand the fuck up."

They tore into him once again, it was ever so sweet, but he was incensed, he didn't know what the fuck was going on as he was being beaten like this, this pain of being punched, skin split, muscles tearing, bruising, his head was swimming from being punched in the head over and over again as he made to focus on Naruko.

"Alright you two back off, I plan on neutering his pain transfer, you'll get in the way."

They backed off while he tried to get away from whatever she planned to do only for her to perform her clapping technique on herself, her left hand against her sternum while her right hand was pressed against her stomach, which sent violent shockwaves that ripped through her organs and chakra vessels and blood vessels causing an enormous amount of pain that shattered his pain rebound.

Amaraki swore he heard the sound of someone letting out a garbled scream before falling apart as he watched the situation unfold before him.

The clapping technique caused grievous damage to her which she transferred back to Naoya along with the other two's injuries, with a snap of her fingers making him squeal like the pig he was before he fell from the sky just like Icarus when he flew too close to the sun.

He landed painfully into a now vacant restaurant building.

All of them had the wounds from Naoya's interference removed as she yawned and cracked the kinks out of her neck.

Aramaki whistled, rolling his shoulders, his wounds were healed along with Kowloon's own, cracking the kinks out of his spine.

"You truly live up to your legacy."

Naruko gave a bit of a half-curtsy, "What a lovely compliment, I'll cherish it until the end of time, dear monster."

They all flew down to find Naoya crawling out of the restaurant, coughing and spluttering blood as he was drenched in sweat and bile, his face twisted into a variety of different negative emotions.

It took a moment before he could speak as he growled at them, "You will pay for what you did, bitch!... Everyone kill them! Kill that bitch and her heretics!" He finished as loud as he could.

Koolwon immediately rushed forward and gave him a brutal kick to his mouth, breaking the majority of his incisors, sending him back into the restaurant, and then through another building as both Aramaki and Kowloon braced themselves only for no sense of antagonistic movement.

Naruko yawned, as she removed the barrier and sensory-dampening genjutsu surrounding the area, "Don't worry about it, they're already taken care of."

She floated up to see the carnage as they made to stand at her height above them, "Damn."

The brutality of broken and mutilated bodies of each group caused by the five under her command made her smile, she already knew they were capable even before the separation, but seeing them like this, healthy and comfortable made her feel at ease.

Naoya crawled out of the building and raced up only to find all his forces dead and mutilated, the situation had turned into a complete clusterfuck and it just sunk in that he was all alone in enemy territory.

Naruko snickered, "Does it horrify you, little Angel, to be balls deep in enemy territory and all alone with three *more like 8* people ready and willing to tear you to ribbons but don't fret, I'll make sure you are put to good use."

He felt something snap within him as he glanced down at his dead men who came with him and that bitch's five, some who even had the gall to cheekily wave and grin at him.

"How...How is this even possible?" Naoya croaked out

"Oh, angel boy. You can do countless things when you have dependable people in your corner."

He could only look down at his clenched fists as Naruko spoke to her team, "Welcome back, my friends, please tend to the miserable botfly pretending that he is a dragon, would you?"

They whistled back before vanishing, and Naoya started to tremble with rage as his mind raced through various options of what to do.

---

[Council Room]

The shock filled the room as they watched the hell that was happening outside as Naruko, Aramaki, and Kowloon confronted the madness-laced angel impersonator.

"Woah..." Tsume cringed, she felt her heart race in her chest.

Her sentiments were echoed silently as they watched the scene switch from the four to the five walking towards Konoha's South Gate where a battalion-sized troop awaited.

Iruka smiled at their images, burning them into his mind, he recalled the many little snippets Naruko divulged to him about them, they were her true friends and her family.

'Best of luck, you five, but I can tell you won't need it.'

He kept his gaze on them, "They've grown a lot, haven't they?"

Megumi's smile turned into a happy grin as she sat up straight, "Yes, they have. I wish I could have been there to watch them every step of the way, but life isn't called a bitch for nothing."

Yakumo glanced at the smile on Megumi's face, so much like her teammate, it took a couple of tries before she asked, "Who are they?"

Megumi glanced at her before she turned back to the screen, "They're unique individuals who won't submit to anyone they don't want to."

Mito couldn't help but comment, "So they're the loser's friends...Big deal."

Kushina tugged at her ear, as a show of discontent for her statement as she glared at her, then made to immediately scold her only for her words to fall short before her lips when Megumi let out a cold chuckle that chilled the room.

"Of course you would think such a thing, maggot," She hissed

Mito opened her mouth to retort only for Kushina to shut her jaw and give her a warning glare to keep it shut, she turned to apologize, but Megumi interrupted her, "Don't bother making excuses or apologize for them, it is insincere. And for you Mito, they're nothing like you, your worthless brother, or the other clan heirs. They are their own people and they know what loyalty is like, they don't jump like monkeys at your beck and call like you make them do."

Memna glared at her, "What makes you think you can talk to us like that?"

Megumi stared at him, "Did you mistake my silence over your miserable ploys to make me upset as fear? I don't fear you nor do I hate you."

Mito stumbled over that statement, "You don't hate us?"

Megumi shook her head, "Please don't make the mistake that I have a masochistic need for your love and attention, I don't. I just don't consider you, your brother, or the clan heirs as anything. Hmm~, to put it in a way you can understand, you aren't really people to me, you're more like gray blobs, inhuman and animate, shuffling around with no rhythm or reason. That's all I see you as, I've gotten far beyond loathing and my vile contempt for the lot of you..." She trailed off, a feeling of unholy loathing leeching off her body before she reeled it back in.

She stared at Mito's face, now of a mixture of slowly understanding horror and apprehension as she smiled, "Do you understand now? There is no connection between us and I never want there to be, I'll let your miserable comment go for today, but I'll be very thorough in making sure you understand that shit-talking my dear ones will end in a very unsavory end for you and your brother. You see I'm one facet of the original and she allows me to say this in her stead, If you attempt to do anything against them, the fox will not save you, nor your darling godbrother, your godparents, your mother or even the Hokage and all of his men behind him. I will show you exactly what it means to be loathed to such an extent that you aren't registered as human anymore. And no matter how much you scream or beg, you won't die unless I want you to."

She turned to Memna who was frozen at the empty look directed at him, "That goes for you and your cronies. Stay out of my way."

Megumi's eyes were dilated, showing nothing but black with a pink rim as her glare bored into Mito's, then Memna's and finally Hakate's own which made him visibility flinch before Megumi settled down, calming herself as she made to monitor the screens again in her usual semi-lazy stance as she quipped, "It seems I have a lot of catching up to do."

Then she saw the figure shouting explicit orders, making her shake her head, "Another fuckwit with their usual inept methods, but they can deal with them just fine," She smiled as she watched them

The room was silent as they just watched her without a peep, the genin being too afraid to move or even make a sound.

Shikamaru felt terror as he clenched his sweaty fists into his pockets in an attempt to control his trembling, the empty, dilated glare of loathing. He already knew he would have nightmares and this was just from a clone, a mere shadow of the original but the amount of loathing she radiated, the hatred, the discontent made him want to piss himself. He felt sweat drench the back of his shirt as he shuffled closer to Asuma, trying to block the sight of Megumi from his vision as he made to gather himself.

Asuma just allowed him to hide behind him, he wanted nothing more than to take them and run, but he remained where he stood, watching and waiting for this day to be over so he could nurse a bottle of liquor to sleep. He could only glance at Kurenai who was pale and trembling, sweat ran down her body as she tried to pull herself out of her memories of that same look of loathing. The dilated pupils were just like hers when she confronted her after she...left her behind from their failed bandit camp extermination mission. She nearly beat her to death that day, if they were anywhere else in the village she would have succeeded. Now, she was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Kakashi now realized the grave error in his judgment about Naruko, the loathing she had went far beyond his usual estimates. That wasn't a look a 12-year-old girl should know how to make, it was hard enough to see on war vets who had to crawl through a sliver of Hell, it was a whole other level of mental fuckery when you saw the same look on a fresh out of the Academy genin.

He steeled himself as Megumi switched the screen to wait for Naoya's next move.

Minato knew he had a lot of work to do, "Oh Naruko, I promise to make it up to you, even if it takes all of my life and they end up fruitless, I'll gladly take it. But, just who are your friends?"

Iruka sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest, glancing at the fearful and shocked looks across various faces, especially the genin, Kakashi, and Kurenai.

He silently tutted, 'I warned you'

---

[Battle Music: BATTLECRY (Heart of Courage) - Jim Yosef]

"You...How dare you worthless maggots! You aren't even worth a spec of my attention, worth a single strand of my hair and yet you do this to me! You should have just prostrated yourselves and let me take your heads!"

Naruko yawned, "Are you done with your bitching?"

"You will regret your actions, you will regret not bowing to me."

He fixed his stance to stand up straight as he made to activate the gem that was implanted into his torso, he felt a rush of pure adrenaline from the chakra fill him, rejuvenating him as he cackled loudly.

"I can feel it, the power of all the previous Lords is flowing into me! You will soon realize what's like to face an army of over a hundred angels strong!"

He let himself fly higher from elation as the chakra encircled him in a symphony of colors only for Naruko to see a very big problem. The chakra should be flowing in cases of empowerment, but here before her, its transition was rough, spotty, and disorderly, the more foreign chakra he took into his body, the more it became distorted, and the fool didn't even realize his body was starting to reject the change.

His blood vessels started to darken, his skin became sickly and if you looked close enough, it became tinged green.

Aramaki's voice made her glance at him, "You can see it, too...right kid?"

"Oh, I see it alright. Miserable fool."

Kowloon asked, "Do you think he's going to pop or turn into a monster from Hell?"

"It's a coin flip if anything."

They just watched him go about his bragging until it finally hit him that something was wrong as he looked around him, the once bright colors of chakra had now turned an ugly brown and scarlet before it snapped out of existence, and then he vomited a thick, putrid mixture of the bile, stomach acid, and chakra mud.

"What the fuck is that?"

"That, is chakra mud, the chakra equivalent of pus in terms of infected wounds. It's not surprising if you never heard of such a thing, this only happens in cases where certain people bite off more than they can chew and the body staunchly rejects it. It doesn't help that he's too fucking small and weak to contain multiple adult-sized chakras. It's backfiring and his body is trying to save him but... it seems to be too late."

His body puffed up painfully as he choked and screamed, "It hurts...It hurts...It's spreading!"

They looked at him with no pity as his body started to deteriorate before swelling with more bile, his body started to shut down before he let out a wail before exploding, sending the noxious fumes of sweat, human filth, and chakra mud to fill the air before it was waved away.

Naoya was barely hanging on to his consciousness, his broken body was now numb to everything. Naruko made him float to look up at them as his deteriorated face couldn't even form a scowl at them.

"You...made a grave mistake. This village will burn for what you did to me."

"Oh, how you make such scary threats, but you have lost the game, angel boy. I told you, those who scorn me end up wishing they were never born, so I'm making good on my word. If you didn't work with that bitch, I would have just allowed you to die in a dirty alleyway in peace."

She pulled out a medium-sized flask and opened his mouth, pouring the contents in before stepping back to watch.

He started convulsing and shaking before she supplemented it with Caladrius' Touch, which instantly healed him and she made to keep it active.

Kowloon was shocked, "What the fuck, Naruko?"

"What the hell are you doing, kid?"

"I know what I'm doing, besides he hasn't paid for his slight against me yet."

He was shocked before he took the opportunity to cover himself in armor that was enhanced to be practically unbreakable.

"You are a fool, Devil, but for restoring me, I'll make sure your end is slightly less painful than the others before I burn this shithole to the ground."

"Oh, what charm, but don't worry about it, you see, I knew you had an armory set up with your so-called invincible armor and it triggers in case of your death to start rampaging, but if you are fully bodied and due to it being semi-sentient to your distress it will cling to you, rendering it along with yourself to be "indestructible," but that doesn't mean it can't be shaped into other things..."

Before he could demand an explanation, she snapped her fingers, and a heavy dark navy-blue tinted whirlwind enveloped him as his body started to spin, he tried to get out of it but he couldn't and soon he felt his body being melded into something it shouldn't be.

She tilted her head, "It's a really good collection of armor, but too bad it went to waste on a shithead like you."

He croaked out, "Why! Why! Why!"

He could only repeat the same word until his body was finally converted into a beautiful chair, causing silence to reign through the area.

[A/N - The chair is a Design Toscano Contessa Stylish Baroque Throne Chair, but the gold is replaced with a polished black and the white is a metallic scarlet red]

Then she collected the two wings that fell out from behind the chair, "Hmm...much better."

"You turned him into a chair...Why?"

"Why not?"

"And why do you need his wings?"

She answered flatly, "Toilet paper. I want his wings for toilet paper."

Aramaki laughed while Kowloon snickered, "Oh, it's always a joy with you, princess"

She repaid that statement with four claw marks across his face, "Only my right-hand gets to call me that. Moving on..."

She then sealed the chair and the pair of wings into a spare scroll and then whistled, showing another clone of herself, covered in blood and gore, as she floated, carrying the very traitor that caused her expulsion and the clusterfuck of the mission, she smiled.

The girl was scared shitless as she looked back at her, "Naruko..." She whispered

A large grin was the response as she tutted, "Oh my dear, you should have run away, I told you that day, you have the one chance to escape and it was to never appear before either myself or my dear ones, or suffer a vile end. Did you think you could escape by trying to slight me not just once but now twice?"

She had no words.

Naruko huffed, "Well, at least you're a bit smarter than this time around."

She then tapped her right thigh and whistled in a high pitch, which made a little squeak ring out from her shadow as a bunny with pink markings and a horn on the top of their head hopped out. She grabbed the creature and started to pet it, she felt a slight buzz of amusement when she saw through Megumi that Iruka stepped away from the screen as he cringed.

'He never liked Bun...'

She stretched out her arms so the little snake could see the creature properly, "You know what this is, correct?"

"A rabbit?"

"Half-right, no points for you. Now, do you remember before you betrayed us what I wanted you to do for the dear twin's 9th birthday?"

She shifted into Mito's recent likeness down to even the outfit she was wearing today.

Naruko tilted her head before she shrugged, "Well, it seems you still have some memory and you have kept an eye on things, good to know. Now..."

She created a seal and tagged it in the middle of her forehead which was more like burning than anything, she embedded it into her skull, a very old Uzumaki seal that was a bitch to make, but it suited this situation. It took a minute before she removed her hand from her head, leaving her to collect herself for a moment.

She coughed and rasped, "You..."

She placed the bunny before her and gestured for them to get back as she rose a bit out of their range they followed after her.

She groaned and coughed, "I swear, she's just fucking with me, Get out of the way you ugly fur-" The hand she attempted to smack the rabbit away with was bitten off as she screamed in agony over the loss of her right hand, she clutched the stump only to find herself on her back as her leg was ripped away from her and found herself surrounded by tens of rabbits.

The girl was absolutely terrified, Naruko just savored the scene below as the last thing she saw before she was devoured alive was Naruko's smiling face as they ate her alive, and she screamed as the rabbits tore through her flesh to enter every hole they could fit through or made themselves until all that was left was her picked cleaned skeleton with an empty cavity consisting of her face.

A yawn left her when she stopped screaming and she snapped her fingers, making the rabbits pause before she forced them all back into one rabbit, still drenched in blood and viscera, chewing on what looked to be a bit of brain matter.

"You had your meal, now head back."

The rabbit squeaked back before jumping back to her shadow, as she made her way towards the nearly picked clean corpse.

"Damn..." Kowloon whispered he felt the longing for her triple as he looked at the results of the mayhem.

Aramaki whistled, "You loathe your sister that much?"

'Oh, dear monster", she turned to face him with cold eyes, "There's no word in the human language to explain how much I loathe her, her brother, and their little sycophants, hmph, to think I wanted to unleash this horror on her for their 9th birthday party, but alas, wrong timing and it's too quick. Far too quick and the sad thing is you can only kill them once. After all, this only took 2 mins and 32 seconds, from start to finish I can't grant someone I loathe a quick death so easily."

She turned back to the mutilated body as she stripped the appearance of Mito off her body, showing the deathly pale face of the dear traitor, unharmed physically.

'It seems the false body skin works wonders, it's excruciatingly realistic. I love my hard work.'

"So, tell me, how does it feel to be gnawed down to the point that your head is hollow?"

Her increased trembling was her only response making her nod, "Hm~, well, I'll deal with you later for the moment, I want you to be somewhat conscious and alert when you are finally put into the dirt."

Naruko then turned towards her clone who was a bit away, watching the scene dispassionately with her arms folded behind her back, "Dear Ira, would you be a darling and watch over her with Megumi? And I take it you were through with any stragglers?"

Ira walked forward, grabbing the traitor by her scalp, "Of course."

Blunt and to the point, her clone stepped out of sight once again to wait for the situation to be over.

She clapped, "Alright, now that the little bitch is taken care of. It's time to continue where we left off before Angel fuck got his heavenly upgrade as my chair. And you, Mister need to learn a simple lesson~," Naruko then rushed and kicked Kowloon to the outskirts of the village before she made to stitch him into the ground and sealed the ground closed to crush him flat.

"No interference!"

Aramaki followed her with his arms crossed, "A rather interesting crush he has on you."

She shuddered, "From the last one of his kind that makes the most heinous of Uchiha look like saints, yeah...sure."

"Now, shall we wrap this up?"

"Let us, indeed." She gestured for him to follow her and she created a large area for them, it was isolated, free from any interference as it was a final resting place for those she wanted a battle to the death with.

The land they walked on was as dark as water overlooking the sky at dusk, the sky blacked out, "This place is called the Ring of Envy and it won't open until one of us is dead."

"Oh..."

She reinforced Envy, activating various seals on her arms and legs to as she unsealed her chainsaw blade once again, "Let's see how long you can last."

"A final bout, huh? I've had an interesting day, you'll still die regardless of this area you put up."

He stripped off his failing human visage, his body grew taller, his skin darkened to a darker gray tinge, and the human softness of his previous vestige was stripped away leaving nothing but muscles against bone wrapped in scaled flesh. His eyes retained their previous darkened hue, and from the back of his head were multiple whip-like tentacles with metallic tips.

"My, my, so that's what you truly look like."

"I only show this form to those who are going to die."

"At least you get to die in your true form, dear monster."

He smiled at her and she did the same, there was no more need for words, and they charged at each other. All the world could see was a large dark bubble that let silence reign through the area, people could only watch and wait to see what would happen next, with each second that the barrier remained closed, the more anxious and worried various sections observing the scene became.

Meanwhile, Naruko and Aramaki fought, hacking away at each other while they broke apart because of the ring, each strike broke pieces of the body away, it was a dark, grueling experience, but the two could only smile in this hellish arena, away from prying eyes as they continued their dance until she finally bisected him at the waist, cutting off his arms as well, leaving him to fall on the ground.

The lower half of her face was starting to disintegrate from the arena along with various non-important internal organs, it hurt like a bitch, but she needed to see this through to the end.

He choked on blood as he felt his vision swim, he was now defeated he could only laugh, his laugh sounded like a child who had their fill of fun after a long day and had to return home, it was endearing yet a bit sad.

"You win...kid."

Naruko walked over to him and rested his head in her lap, "You're crazier than I am...I just tried to kill and eat you and yet you do this?"

She just smiled at him and let him rest, he was breaking apart, disintegrating piece by piece, but he wasn't afraid, "Today was a great day...I'll make sure to remember that outing on the other side, kid."

Naruko grinned back at him, "I'll hold you to that, Aramaki," as she waited patiently until he dissolved completely, she held him, a monster, a cannibal, a thing that should have never been born, but a broken 12-year-old shows more compassion than many adults towards an enemy. The world is truly fucked up.

Soon his head started to disintegrate until he couldn't see anymore and his last thought was, 'Huh...Death isn't as cold as I thought...'

She then erased his body to make it didn't come back before she canceled the technique, her mutilated face that was more bone than flesh and she canceled and reversed the effects the ring had on her, cracking several kinks into place as she removed the barrier, showing herself to still be alive and somewhat well.

Naruko flew up and made to look around only for an unwelcome voice rang out in the air, "Ah...finished already?

She looked at Kowloon who appeared before her with a smile as if he had not been smashed and crushed into the hard ground.

"The last act of the day."

"Isn't the last act supposed to be the greatest act?"

"Not really, sometimes the last act is lackluster, but how the fuck are you still active. Your clone is far more resilient than last time, you sure as hell aren't the real one, your fighting style is far too open and willing to take blows."

He snickered, "I can tell you everything you wish to know and more if you come with me?"

She scoffed, "Nah, I'd prefer if I tore you open to figure the answer out myself. Now, onwards to destroying you so I can get the feast and the power sleep that only Akimichi and Nara could have in their wet dreams! Die, please!"

He rushed towards her, but she blocked his kick aimed at the underside of her jaw and countered with a haymaker to the stomach she pulled his leg towards her, to continue punching only for him to twist out of her grip as he made to attack viciously through a barrage of punches. She blocked most of them, only a few of them barely landing, deflecting most of them.

Then got into a stalemate with her right fist gripped in his left palm while his right fist gripped her left palm.

"You're getting sloppy...Maybe today is the way I win and get to have you all to myself."

Naruko gave a disgusted scoff, "Not even in your wildest dreams," she then, made to kick him and force him out of her personal space until he made to attack with the bastardized version of the Inuzuka's Fang over Fang technique, instead of just the usual movements that are expected, it was bigger and it was combined with both wind and fire that uprooted and destroyed various trees that surrounded them.

He made to chase after her as the bastardized technique continued to cause havoc, but she simply avoided his strikes to hit her and waited until the moment when he slowed down from the dizziness of using the technique, she pierced through the technique, landing a heavy kick at his sternum, that sent him flying back that dispelled the technique as she made to rain down a multitude of fists on his head and chest before grabbing his legs and flipping him multiple times in the air before sending him crashing down to the Earth below, that destroyed the rooftop of a nearby abandoned home.

She waited, only for him to attempt to perform another bastardized stolen technique from the Hyuga's as he got himself into the infamous stance and made to attack her with Eight Trigrams: 32 Palms, but Naruko parried them only to nearly slice him in half with a well-placed chakra slash to bisect him which he avoided, although the slash cut through the roof of another building.

He then switched tactics and made to use Akimichi's Partial Multi-size technique to grab a hold of her, but she ripped his right arm to shreds, however, that was a ruse as she was snagged into the unforgiving grip of a naga-like creation that had a massive hood that covered its head and upper torso and she immediately felt the familiar feeling of a Yamanaka technique, but it felt like it was affecting her entire body and not just her mind, giving her an extremely unpleasant form of numbness.

She wrenched herself out of its grip and kicked it away from her, as it reared itself up for another charge and attack, she summoned a being that would shock her supposed siblings as they didn't know she had this connection, despite this particular toad summon being exiled from Mt. Myoboku, "Rosa!"

What popped up behind her was a massive toad, her flesh was a mixture of purple and gray-silver with red spikes along her back, bright red eyes, and a pair of horns that resembled a crown on her head.

"Swallow."

Rosa did as she commanded and wrapped her tongue around the creature with Yamanaka techniques, smashing its' body against the ground, repeatedly until it only pitifully struggled in her unforgiving grip before swallowing the beast whole, silencing them forever.

"Thanks, princess."

The toad smiled back at her, "You're welcome sweetie, glad to see you causing havoc once again," before vanishing leaving Naruko to bring her attention back towards the shocked Kowloon.

"You have a toad contract?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

She then made to smash his face in, sending him away from her as she made to attack him only for him to pull out a scroll that unleashed ten massive Megalodon-like sharks, she immediately reapplied the protective barrier, separating Konoha as she went through multiple half-signs and said, "Fire Style: Purple Hell!"

She ignited all ten Megalodons at once, but only one died as it fell out of the sky and collapsed against her barrier.

"What the fuck!"

"Chakra interference, love. You didn't think I would not come to this gathering unprepared, did you?"

"Hmph, it seems you've grown a bit more to make such a thing, not that it matters, they'll all die regardless."

She made to brute force them, charging at them as they made to attack her only to restrain them in a pile and disintegrate them all at once with a yin-enhanced chakra blast from her mouth, turning them to ashes as she blew the smoke out of her mouth.

Kowloon clapped, "Let's fight all day and night, love."

"I refuse," she made to blitz him as hard as she could, disorienting him before kicking him up into the air with an uppercut from hell and followed up with a yang chakra-enhanced punch to the solar plexus, "Goodbye and good riddance," as she snapped her fingers which detonated the yang chakra that finally destroyed his hell-enhanced clone in a loud explosion and collection of various colors.

[Elsewhere]

Shiro was recovering in one of her safe houses, near Konoha she had just finished taking a bath and was lounging on her terrace with a bright blue facemask until she saw a plethora of fireworks.

She looked up at the sky as the fireworks faded away, "Heh, dirty fireworks."

---

[Kowloon Mansion]

A young man resting his head on his knuckles, silent and still like the dead, until he suddenly snapped awake with a gasp, it took all of four seconds before his face twisted in irritation and annoyance as the memories of what his clone went through shot through him like lightning, he clenched the armrests of his throne chair so hard it crumbled to rubble and dust.

"Dammit! Goddammit! She's not taking me seriously. I swear no matter what, I will have you underneath me, and soon this entire nation will follow suit."

He brushed a hand against the scars on his chest as he recalled her harsh refusal to his forcefulness, "I will repay these scars three-fold, my dear beloved Naruko. You can count on that."

---

[Back to Konoha]

Naruko yawned as she made her way down, after basking in the destruction of Kowloon's hell-enhanced clone, she took down the protective barrier and slowly lowered herself until her feet touched the ground only for a sharp chakra spike to grab her attention, towards the direction where there was a surplus of different chakra signatures along with the dear five who trained underneath her. She jumped from rooftop to rooftop until she observed the scene unfolding before her.

The brute of a man was tied up while her dear vice-commander gave a cold smile as he pressed his boot against the man's face who was cursing up a storm.

"Nag and bitch, that's all you ever do. You'd think with all the evidence proving otherwise you'd correct your methods, but it seems you can't teach an old man new tricks after all."

"Fuck off, you miserable brat. Do you think you can get away with this?"

Chloe giggled, "You truly think you are more than what you are, asshat. Did you think you were brought here with all these guys because you were special and they could thrive under your leadership and perform what many far more terrifying and better men couldn't do?"

"Why else would-" Sam interrupted with a loud laugh, before he collected himself, "I'm sorry, the amusement hit me in just the right place."

Emmett continued where Chloe started, "You were brought here as a gift, something to rip apart for dogs to sharpen their fangs on. Don't you realize the very similar scenario you always adored?"

It slowly started to dawn on him as he tried his damnest to get out of the ropes he was tied in, but it was no use, before he could curse again, a soft laugh pierced the air along with a series of claps rang out as Naruko showed herself, causing the five and those behind them to kneel, Naruko collected herself and gestured for them to stand as they did.

"It didn't take you all long at all, didn't it? No causalities?"

Kira softly spoke, "No, other than bitching about how it was about time."

She nodded, "My sincerest apologies, it has been a long time and I plan to make up for lost time, so-" She pulled out a whistle and blew it before she motioned for them all to stay as she grabbed the man by his face and reinforced him with a nameless medical-style jutsu, created to make sure the recipient doesn't go numb or into shock, he would be able to survive only if his head was still intact.

Naruko dropped him, causing him to get a mouthful of dirt as he spat out everything that landed as he glared at her, but she had seen uglier glares from Memna's fangirls.

"Do you think this will scare me? They're my soldiers, if I tell them to die, they'll die without complaint!"

"A fool who thinks a heavy hand is all that's needed to rear soldiers is only a dead man walking."

He spat at her only for Jason to give him a harsh kick in the head that made his vision spin, "It doesn't matter what you do to me, I won't beg!"

"I don't need you to beg, stupid. You are nothing more than a piece of meat that needs to be tenderized before returning to nature."

She gestured towards the entire group before her before directing her pointer finger towards the bound brute, "Rip and tear, make sure everyone gets their stab at him."

At the end of her words, they descended on him like a pack of wild dogs as he screamed like a slaughtered pig, as they mutilated him with their bare hands and weapons, he choked and gagged on his blood and bile, screaming and cursing that soon turned to wretched sobs and pleading.

"Mind his head, I don't mind if you claw out his eyes and bash his teeth in, but his head needs to be intact, make sure your comrades can have their piece of him."

They minded her words as they brutalized him over and over again throughout 75 turns until his broken body could be compared to a shredded brisket, limbs, scalp, crotch, eyes, and teeth were all removed, leaving him barely breathing and wheezing with what could barely counted as whimpers.

Naruko tutted as she circled him, finding amusement in someone who adored to torture and degrade his force of men to be brought down to such a state, 'He probably never imagined such a thing happening to himself in a million years.'

"You truly are a tough piece of meat, not even fit for pigs, but you did what you've been brought here for so out of the kindness of my heart, I'll end your pitiful life," She then stomped his head into a fine paste, sending skull fragments and brain matter all over her shoes before she stepped back.

Chloe looked at the now-deceased brute with no emotion as she snapped her fingers and he was set on fire in a series of electric blue flames until nothing remained but a pitch-black scorch mark.

Jason sighed, "Miserable fool, thinking beating soldiers like broken dogs will follow your every whim without complaint, even dogs will tear out their cruel master's throat if he shows he's weak."

Naruko nodded, "How vile, his ending one-liners always suck and it leaves a bad taste in my mouth."

"Don't they all?" Emmett quipped as he crossed his arms.

"Anyway, fuck him, now my lovely five, have you completed what I asked of you before I left?"

A smile fell on their faces as they bowed their heads, "Yes, we have."

"Good, very good. Introduce yourselves, real name and codename, Dog, start!"

They straightened their stance as her vice-commander stated first, "Jason Baskerville, codename - Dog, returned to follow your command."

Naruko hid the smile as she kept her face blank, "Cat."

She barely kept the joy out of her gaze as she made her voice firm, "Chloe Beaufort, codename - Cat, returned to follow your command."

"Rabbit."

"Sam Whitlock, codename - Rabbit, returned to follow your command."

"Croc."

"Emmett Barlow, codename Croc, returned to follow your command."

"Monkey."

"Kira Hayashi, codename Monkey, returned to follow your command."

Naruko let the smile show on her face, "Wonderful, now- enough of the bullshit, I'm a mess and I hate hugs but fuck it come here!"

They willingly took the opportunity and tackled her on the ground making her laugh, "Ugh, I swear you lot, the first opportunity I give you tackle me and you all are nicely dressed, I'm a fucking mess and ruining your outfits. Get off me!"

Kira smiled, "He'll understand and it's the first in forever so he'll get over it."

Naruko quipped, "I swear you lot never fail to make me feel better," she then got up after they all got off her and brushed herself off.

She glanced at the people before her as she clapped, "So, are you all willing or not?"

They all said at once, "Willing!"

"Then you know what to do, welcome to Konohagakure, the area where you will stay will be noted to you, we'll have a feast in the middle of the village, prepare and get ready, enjoy and rest up."

They vanished as if they weren't even there.

Sam asked, "You sent them to prepare and get dressed?"

Naruko shrugged, "Why not, fun and food are always a lovely motivator, now you lot get ready, I need to shower, I've been jumping and fighting around all day and I want some decent company."

Jason commented, "You know they won't rest, they'll stay up all night from excitement."

"Well, they can sleep when dawn comes, after I come out, I require your assistance in snuffing out a mistake, now move."

"Yes!"

They vanished to do what they were told as she smiled and left to shower and prepare for the feast. She summoned a dark Grimm crow carrying the scroll containing her new chair that would be placed at the head of the table as a surplus of food that was prepared to have such a large feast and have them prepare their new homes with a surplus of shadow clones to help and note each of them.

As she walked, she thought to Megumi, 'Hey, cancel the feed and dispel, thank you for watching out for Iruka, and tell Ira to bring over the little snake.'

Then she stopped and glared at the tree, directed at the navy-blue toad scout who was stationed to watch the situation, and was horrified and immediately returned to Mount Myoboku to escape the cold glare of the eldest daughter of Minato.

'It seems, I'll have to keep an eye out for Jiraiya and make sure any attempts to interfere with my endeavors are thoroughly crushed.'

She then stepped out of sight to return to her home to shower and change.

---

[Council Room]

Megumi yawned, "It seems things have finally wrapped up, all that is left are the miserable stragglers, not that they will get anywhere."

She canceled her area-wide genjutsu detailing what was happening around Konoha as she stretched herself out and cracked all the kinks out of her neck.

Iruka smiled, "Thank you, Megumi."

She gave him a one-sided hug, rubbing her cheek against his, "Take care of yourself, Dolphin." she gave a knowing look to Ira who made to take her leave, dragging the snake behind by her hair as Megumi dispelled herself, leaving the room bare.

Minato took a moment before he spoke, "The meeting is canceled, this ban that prevents Naruko from entering or using their shops, restaurants, and the hospital is to be considered null."

"But, Lord Hokage-"

Minato gave him a blank look, his gaze boring him into that made him feel a centimeter tall, "Yes~, any wisdom to impart? Do you have any reason as to why my daughter can't use the shops or the hospital like anyone else? I'm all ears."

His voice took on a deeper pitch, his disdain bleeding into his words that sent shivers running down the genins' spines and unnerved the clan heads.

The council member felt faint, "No! No reason for your daughter to continue being banned, but I-I was wondering about the discussion about her previous behavior."

"Hm, you're right council Hanayo, but details need to be filled in and I intend to be very thorough in my investigation of what has happened over the past years. However, no one is allowed to disturb Naruko, but I think she has already shown that antagonizing her is a foolish thing to do. So, until the investigation is done, I expect neutrality and treat her as you would do any customer if she were the one ruining your stores, then you come to me and report it, understand?"

His tone demanded no arguments as they shakily said as one, "Yes, Lord Hokage."

"Excellent, the civilian council members and Elders please stay behind, Iruka, please come to my office when I summon you tomorrow. As of now, the Academy will be closed for a few days so everything can get sorted."

Iruka bowed his head, "Of course, Lord Hokage."

"Kurenai, I expect you to come to my office tomorrow, please cancel your team meeting."

She swallowed thickly, "Yes, Lord Hokage."

He then made to look at the clan heads, "I expect answers tomorrow, everyone. Inoichi, I'm sure you will help with that?"

They gave a grim nod, "Yes, Lord Hokage."

"The meeting is adjourned, please return home and warn your clan members not to disturb the new additions in the village."

They shuffled out, each clan heads with their child nearby or in their grip, or Kushina's case, tugging on their ears as they dragged them back home. She looked at him sadly, and he gave a sad smile back, before pressing a kiss into her cheek, "I'll be back soon."

She nodded and her anger returned as she marched them back home, their faces twisted into an uncomfortable grimace, leaving Minato alone with the civilian council members and the Elders.

He gave a low whistle and the civilian council members were immediately taken to a special chamber for his method of information extracting, leaving just Elders.

Koharu was incensed, "Minato what the hell are you doing?"

Minato looked at her with loathing, immediately turning her rage into fear, "Did you think I took them away so you could yell at me, like I'm a genin, Elder, nah, Koharu? Also, I'm your Hokage, you may be my senior but that doesn't entitle you to my respect, right now you only have my loathing."

She gulped at fell back into her seat as the icy glare, made shivers run down her spine, she could almost hear Hiruzen mocking her from Hell before Homura intervened.

"Now, Lord Hokage, please calm down."

"I don't need to be calm, from what I witnessed today all I want is a very durable punching bag, but I'll use this opportunity to defang you three."

Danzo gave him a hard look, "What do you have in mind, Minato?"

Minato chuckled back, "Oh, Danzo, you always want to push people's buttons."

He then immediately ripped out his hidden Sharingan eye, taken from a deceased and mutilated Uchiha clan member that was on Danzo's trail, only to be rubbed out.

Danzo screamed as he clutched his bloody eye socket, it took a moment for him to suppress the pain to look up at him in shock as his mind raced a million miles per second, 'How did he know?'

Minato simply tossed the Sharingan eye up and down in amusement before he put in a scroll to be delivered later, "Did you think I didn't know? Especially with your passive genjutsu attempts, you're too ham-fisted, Danzo."

Danzo clenched his fist as he stood up to glare at Minato, "Did you think I wouldn't know all your dealings and the horrid things you have done under your banner? That the Daiymo doesn't know? All for the sake of prospering Konoha, when in fact, it's for your benefit to reach an unattainable dream."

He sneered at him as Minato gave him a mocking sneer in turn, "What an ugly look, but it suits you."

Homura calmly asked, "What do you want, Lord Hokage."

"Oh, Homura always the mediator of the three, I would have no issues with you if you weren't so spineless, then again being stuck between the She-beast of RLD and the Shinobi of Darkness, who is nothing more than a shadow of a shadow of the Hokage which is as close to your aspired title you're ever gonna get."

They glared at him while Homura looked down and collected himself, "What do you want us to do?"

"You, Homura, I'm going to give you a chance. You tell me everything you know from working with Danzo and Koharu, I'll let you keep your position and you will retire with honors with full credentials to spend the rest of your years with your grandson. Before you give your answer, I want you to remember your teammates who would gladly sell you out if it meant they could live a moment longer. But you already know that, don't you? No one could ever forget much less forgive such a hideous wrong."

He grits his teeth as he recalls that hellish day all too well, even if decades passed, he would never forget or forgive, but he swallowed it, he knew how to bury his emotions from being their punching bag and knew far more about them than they knew about him.

"Now, Homura, you can't be serious in accepting his offer? He'll kill you, you know us!"

Danzo hissed, "Homura..."

He was silent for a long moment before he spoke once more, "From the very beginning? It should take me a week with a little break."

Minato gave a large grin, "Wonderful choice."

Koharu screamed, "Homura, you son of a bitch!"

Danzo tried to kill him only for his fingers to break, causing both him and Koharu to scream, one from shock and pain, the other in horror, only for Homura to punch him in the mouth, breaking his teeth, and sending him tumbling to the floor.

"I wanted to do that for 50 years, you evil bastard son of a whore."

He stood before Minato and sincerely bowed, "I don't care what happens to me after, please spare my grandson."

"Your grandson will not be harmed, Homura, I'm glad you made the right choice."

"Shall I start now?"

"Spend the evening with your grandson and get a fresh start tomorrow, I know you won't do anything...funny."

"No, I won't."

"Bear, please lead Homura back to his house."

A man stepped into view and led the Elder to exit the room while the other two cursed him for all he was worth when he was gone, Minato focused on Koharu next, "Ah, what do with you?"

She practically hissed at him, "Do you think I'm as spineless as the worthless coward Homura?"

"No, but you are more filthy than he is. He was an unwilling bystander but you were willing to participate until you weren't physically able to, along with your side business, your poor, granddaughter, imagine having such a filthy grandma like you?"

Koharu looked at the table she rested her palms on as cold sweat ran down her face.

"Everything you have worked for can gone in mere moments, every filthy deed you have done with Danzo, they'll run your poor family out of the village. I know you only give half a crap about your son but your granddaughter who looked so much like you in your youth is the apple of your eye. Won't she just shatter if she knew what a horrid person you truly are?"

"I hate you...I fucking hate you!" She spat, tears running down her face.

"I loathe you too, now, so now you are going to resign your position, the stress of the day has reminded you of how frail you truly are, and you aim to spend the rest of your years watching your dear granddaughter bloom into the beautiful and respectful woman you never could be."

"And if I refuse?"

"Then I shred everything you have worked for to bits and expose you to the public, you know as well as I do how fickle the public is. Will you go down with your pride or will you save face and bow out with some grace you managed to collect at your age?"

She bit through her lower lip, "I-I surrender."

"Wonderful, I'll have Toad help you with your resignation letter and you will be given a full severance pay but I'll make sure your family is well taken care of when your mind starts to wander."

She paled before turning red with fury only for Toad to drag her out kicking and screaming, "You can't do this to me! You can't do this to me!"

The door slammed shut with a sense of cold finality, "Now, for you Danzo. Death is far too good for you and I know you will never remove yourself from the service so, I'll make sure to put you to good use for the prosperity of Konoha."

Danzo refused and tried to activate his suicide seal only for Minato to call out, "Mantis."

Danzo was smashed into the tiled floor of the council room, leaving his body broken, he gasped before he was forced on his back and the skin of his torso was torn off as he screamed out, only to be silenced by a hellish jaw punch, knocking him unconscious.

"Ugly bastard. My apologies for speaking out of turn, Lord Hokage."

"It's not a problem, Mantis, or should I say, Erza?"

She removed her mask, showing a jawline similar to Danzo's with solid blue-green eyes and dark hair that pulled into a ponytail.

"Thank you...for allowing me to do that."

"You've been wanting to do that ever since you first laid eyes on him after your first mission outside the village. Don't blame you. Do you wish to participate in breaking him?"

"No, because if I do it will be far too quick and I may kill him. He needs to die a pathetic, miserable old man that will have everyone drinking to take a piss and shit on his grave. And I'll be damned if I'm not one of the first people in line."

Minato chuckled, "Please take him to that room, on the lowest levels of the T&I, I want him to live until his body gives out and we will review methods to make sure his body decays ever so slowly and painfully. I will allow you to watch the process from beginning to end and whether he dies a month or a decade from now, I'll make sure you have the records of his final breaths to fall asleep to at night."

Mantis grinned before she corrected herself and placed her mask back on, "It will be done."

She dragged Danzo by his leg and dragged him a bit before stepping out of sight, leaving only a trail of blood to stop where she vanished.

Minato spoke to the rest of them, "Please make sure the blood is cleaned up, after that you are dismissed, thank you for your hard work."

He could feel their shifts in stance before they stepped out, leaving him alone as he made to find Iruka.

---

[With Naruko]

She yawned as she got dressed in a metallic purple battle dress that ended mid-thigh, a green sash tied into a bow around her waist with fishnet stockings and ankle-length kunoichi boots with a pair of black arm warmers that ended up at mid-bicep.

She could feel several gazes but didn't mind them as she met up with the five, while various civilians cringed and ducked into their homes or stores, but that didn't concern her, she made to make up for lost time as she raced towards their chakra signatures.

What was unknown to her until later was that Minato's order was spread throughout the village, some did what was ordered with no word of complaint and others needed more forceful methods to comply. However, before the end of the day, every single decree banning Naruko from their shops, restaurants and the hospital would be removed, even if the shops or restaurants had to be torn down with them.

Minato jumped from rooftop to rooftop, immediately zoning in on Iruka's chakra signature, and found him sitting on a rooftop watching Naruko meet up with her friends and made to watch as Naruko greeted them happily, smiling and laughing, a complete contrast to the blank or irritated/frustrated face he was used to seeing. He burned her laughter and her smile into his mind, it should be something that he could recall with ease, but it wasn't directed at him, he felt a vile mixture of resentment towards himself and his other two children and he'd swore he get a damn explanation out of them even he had to pop their skulls open and find it himself.

'How many things have I missed due to childish stupidity and arrogance and my blindness? Who was your first kill? How did you meet each of them? How did you learn to inspire such loyalty? Where did you learn how to fight? All your techniques and strategies. I lost so many countless memories with you and all you have for me is resentment.'

A sigh escaped him as he stood up, "Iruka."

"Yes, Lord Hokage?"

"I want you to stay and watch her and then report back to me."

"Yes, Lord Hokage."

"And Iruka, thank you for watching out for her when she had no one else."

"Of course, sir."

He then made his way home, to find Kushina in the midst of tearing both Mito and Memna a new asshole, he would say his part when Kushina finished.

Let's just say the twins were exhausted when it turned to be midnight by the time both parents finished venting at them and knew this was just the beginning of their punishment, Kyuubi didn't even need to respond, their misery spoke for itself and it would only get worse from here. If he ever got the chance, he would sincerely thank Naruko for the entertainment.

As with Naruko, she led her team to the forest for a place of privacy as she whistled for Ira who grunted as she tossed the little snake before her.

"Thank you, now, be a dear and make sure to root out any more miserly attempts."

All she got was nod and away she went, as the little snake backed up until her back met with the thick trunk of a tree.

The little snake was called Delilah Malory, her hair was sandy blonde with dark hazel eyes, and her outfit consisted of a dark t-shirt with a scarlet skirt, and knee-high socks with loafers.

Naruko gave her a mockingly sad smile, "As much as I'd love to spend the entire night carving every bit of my disdain into you for your betrayal, I'm rather short on time, had my fill of fun for the day and I don't want you spoiling my celebration, so my dearest five, pick a body part and tell me what you want done with it."

Delilah cringed and tried to speak, but Naruko shushed her, "Now, didn't you say your actions speak for themselves, little snake?"

She cringed into herself, Naruko's eyes held nothing but cold amusement over what she would soon experience, the others made her want to piss herself, Jason looked at her with absolute contempt, as if no matter what punishment was bestowed would never be enough and his thought process has probably matched the rest of them. Chloe was torn between disgust and wanting to watch her burn over several days before tearing off her skin. Emmett wanted to break every single bone in her body and watch her drown in the foulest outhouse pit. Kira wanted nothing more than to use her as an unbreakable punching bag while Sam wanted nothing more than to watch her dissolve in the most vile poison he could think of.

After a long moment, Naruko, "So, have you all decided yet?"

"Yes, we have."

"Good, then we can get started," Naruko then made to pierce the side of her torso, working her way through the left side of her chest as she let out a strangled groan before she sealed her heart in a cube and wrenched it out of her side, breaking two ribs.

She clenched the side of her chest to dull a bit of the pain as Naruko just snickered and twirled the heart on her finger.

"This method took a long time to perfect, little snake. I warned you when you did what you did, if you were going to betray me, you better not be seen. After all, you proclaim that you knew me then you know something fairly obvious about me that my dear friends and I solely agree with, traitors don't die easy deaths. Jason?"

He folded his arms across his chest, "I want her right arm mangled beyond recognition, I want the skin to flayed with each fingernail to be painfully ripped out before what remains is eaten by flesh-eaten maggots.

"Kira?"

She sneered down at Delilah, "I want her left arm twisted in that demented way you twisted up that guy at the start of your rampage earlier today."

"Chloe?"

She kept her face blank as glared down at Delilah, "I want her left leg broken, each bone in her leg shattered to the point of the finest powder.

"Sam?"

His eyes squinted in disdain, "I want her right leg to set to a crisp which all the nerves sensitized where a gentle brush of the finger is like a lashing of a whip."

"Emmett?"

He gave a cold scowl, "I want her spine broken and then ripped out in a way that keeps her alive, then impale her on an Earth-laden spike that keeps her upright."

"Do you wish to have her spine as a belt?"

Emmett shook his head, "Nah, weak spines like hers wouldn't be able to hold up a child's skirt, even less my pants, but it can be used to remove the flesh from her torso."

Chloe tilted her head, "Won't the bitch go into shock? That won't be fun."

"No, it wouldn't Chloe, but she won't, and how will it end?"

"Fed back to nature," They all coldly quipped as Delilha broke out into a cold sweat.

Naruko gave a simple nod as if they agreed on somewhere to eat instead of methods to mutilate a traitor.

"So, it's decided, let's get you to your new resting place."

Delilah could only scream as Naruko started the meticulous process of breaking her down, destroying all of her limbs in the specific way they described as Naruko kept her paralyzed, she could only silently plea for mercy through her eyes, but there was no mercy for what she had done. After each limb, she worked on her spine, breaking it before tearing it out giving her a taste of pain that couldn't be described with human words before Naruko finished herself with an Earth spear that pierced through her ass to stop to reach the first thoracic vertebrae she left within her so she wouldn't die right away. Then she got to flaying the flesh off her torso and tossed the collection of skin behind her.

After that, Naruko unparalyzed her which caused her to release a scream of pure agony before it just trailed off into bitter sobs.

Sam rubbed his left ear with his finger, "I always knew she could reach a high note, but damn."

Naruko didn't comment on her scream, only glanced to make sure they were fine but then turned back to see the blubbering face of Delilah.

"I hope you enjoy your new resting place, my dear little snake," She smiled before she whistled and what crawled out from behind the trees were various animals and insects, "I adore nature and how cruel and giving it can be, the earth spear you have shoved up your ass functions both as an attractant for animals and insects and a healing factor, you won't die until the sun rises tomorrow. May you return to the Earth and have your tour through hell and maybe if the Heavens are willing you will grow to be a decent human being after your next 1 million years of being a maggot."

Naruko turned and walked away, Delilah tried to speak only to meet the cold yellow-tinted brown eyes of Jason who immediately grabbed her tongue and ripped it out of her mouth but replaced it with a parasitical louse that made her choke and gag with vomit as it fused with her stump of a tongue.

He chucked her tongue over his shoulder to one of the hounds that fought with its' companion to eat it whole.

"Traitors don't get to speak filth," He coldly spoke as he flicked the blood and saliva off his right hand.

He and the others turned their back on her without a word, as Naruko snapped her fingers and off the insects and animals went to tear into her flesh, dig into and violate what little remained of her body as her muffled screams were distorted, her senseless pleas were deaf to them as they walked out of the forest.

Naruko cleaned herself off and did the same for Jason, "I know you didn't have to do that."

"I wanted to do that since then, she made the choice not to speak when she did what she did, and now she doesn't get the chance to speak ever."

"Fuck her and the horse she rode in on," Chloe spoke as she made to hug Naruko who returned the hug.

"Yes, and Chloe I will brush your hair long again, I swear you adored your long hair, why the hell did you cut it so short?"

She grinned, "I made a promise I would keep it short until I got my sister back."

Naruko gave one of her grins, "Alright, you little monsters, get your asses over to the celebration, everyone is waiting."

They cheered and dragged her along towards the massive dining table as Iruka smiled and followed along via the rooftop. He could already tell that she would be ecstatic for weeks if not months over this, he recalled the near-silent nights when she punished herself over being separated from her friends, it haunted her for a long time to the point she felt unworthy of even sleeping in a bed during those periods of deep self-loathing. However, those moments will no longer haunt her like a wraith, she was happy and he would gladly bask in that for as long as he could.

Naruko greeted the table and she saw them in a state of comfort that she never would have seen with them under that bastard's thumb. They all took their seats as Naruko savored the comfortable throne chair she made of Naoya, 'Even pieces of shit can make such a beautiful luxury.'

The table was filled to the brim with countless things and she told everyone to eat to their heart's content which, being a literal battalion-sized group filled with physically active preteens and teenagers, they could eat a mid-sized town into poverty. The table was filled with so many different dishes consisting of pasta, poultry, ramen, meat, seafood, roasted pigs, and dumplings, with everything in between with a surplus of drinks to match.

She feasted as much as she wanted, every bite was something she would remember fondly, until everyone had their fill, after she finished herself, Mikal appeared beside her, "Yes?"

"What you have prepared on the outskirts of the village is ready."

She smiled, "Excellent, thank you for your help, Mikal."

He bowed and smiled as she whistled for everyone's attention, "Listen up, I'll be leading you to where you'll be stationed for tonight, follow and don't get lost."

Without another word, she jumped from rooftop to rooftop as they trailed behind when they all gathered to where they needed to be, she led them into a massive clearing filled with a plethora of massively tall trees, this was one of several areas surrounding Konoha in the case of floods.

When Konoha was in its' infancy, a wild flashflood nearly wiped Konoha off the map if it wasn't for the First Hokage's Wood Release and Mito Uzumaki's sealing that created a multitude of spare homes in an instant. Ever since then, around Konoha, various sectors couldn't be touched under harsh penalties for the safety of the village itself. Mito referred to them as "Blooming Homes" for a new beginning, even if homes were destroyed, new ones could be built, just like a water sprout from a fallen tree. It would soon become a powerful tree once again.

"Look up, people, and get to stepping," Naruko ordered as she jumped up, leading up toward an area of a multitude of houses, up and down the tops of the giant trees in the area.

As they came up group by group, Naruko told them to pick a house and stay and rest. It was a bit bare thread, but it was meant for a place to rest.

They did so and found comfort in simplicity, but they all just took their seats on the barriers surrounding their new homes or rested on the rooftops.

Her dear friends surrounded her as they made themselves comfortable and caught up with everything she had missed and getting introduced to others throughout the night, she knew Iruka was watching the scene with Mikal who was keeping him company.

Any stragglers were snuffed out before they could even get close and their bodies were used as warnings to deter others who wanted to try their luck at the end of the time slot. Each minute felt like an hour and soon enough, the sun rose and the entire ordeal was over and no one could interfere without penalty of death.

Naruko smiled as everyone cheered for her as she was hugged by her five closest friends, she grinned before the feed was cut, signaling the period for the opportunity was over. She had a lot of work to do to make sure everyone settled in, but knew they would be able to handle it, she was gonna wrap this shit up and unwind before going to bed.

---

[Redacted Location]

Kendrick smiled as he raised a half-full glass of wine as a toast toward her, he burned the last image of her smiling face into his mind before the screen cut to black, signaling the end of the broadcast. He downed the remainder of his glass before placing it down on the table before he stood up and made his way to his bathroom with his primary maid following after him, she kept her gaze on the floor as she softly spoke, "Sir?"

He glanced at her, "Cancel my appointments, I plan on heading to Konoha, tell the appropriate parties to keep things afloat until I return. Understand?"

"Of course, sir. Your sleeping clothes and your shower are prepped for your use."

"Thank you, Amelia. You may return."

She bowed and took her leave as he showered and changed, he entered his bedroom and pulled out a framed picture he kept hidden.

It was of Naruko and himself, he wanted a picture with her after she accepted him as her sponsor, they took that picture a bit after the dinner celebrating their cooperation, she wore a beautiful dark gray kimono dress decorated with paisley designs, a dark blue ribbon tied the outfit at her waist with platform sandals. Her hair was down and framed to suit her face with the barest amount of make-up if you looked close enough. She had her hands clasped together with the sleeves of her outfit barely hiding them. He wore one of his finer suits and was standing slightly behind her with a smile as she let herself relax and pull out a small smile of her own.

'I can't wait to see you again, little Imp.'

---

[Undisclosed Location]

Tomo and Mai were basking in the afterglow with their clothes thrown around the room, leaving them bare, Mai nuzzled against Tomo's cheek.

"So she made it to sunrise with over a thousand soldiers and her team who is willing to knock the Devil off his very throne for her without a moment's hesitation. I'm very amused."

Mai quipped, "Remember that smile?"

"Oh, I do. It makes you think she's just a normal girl having fun after a long day instead of someone who just brutalized over two battalion-sized groups and that girl...is far from fucking done."

"More slaughter to come?"

"Yes~," He cooed

"I hope she accepts your invitation, Tomo-chan."

"Regardless, I can't wait to see how much of a monster that girl will grow up to be. Especially since she got an entire battalion now under her command, I can only imagine how the other countries and warlords will react to Minato's eldest conquering such an overwhelming force of numbers at such a tender age."

"Iwa is just gonna go ballistic."

"That's the expectation and I can't wait to hear all about it. Especially since they loathe Minato for his slaughter during the war if they hear about his eldest having the same aptitude as him, they go batshit mad with fear and loathing. What the hell do you think they'll do?"

Mai thought about it for a long moment, "Send assassins after her to take her out, even if it will be as successful as a snowball's chance in Hell, especially with the number of men backing her, even if you disregard those numbers, those five that surround her will rip anyone who sneers in her direction to pieces, they won't be able to get close. The second is they'll try to get to her through a marriage proposal to make use of her abilities or possibly turn her against Konoha which would fail as Minato would staunchly refuse and he would probably violently castrate Jiraiya if he attempted that, so there's that to look forward to. And finally, waiting until she's on a mission outside Konoha's territory to kill her."

Tomo nodded his head in appreciation, "All wonderful choices, but it can go any of those ways. Fear and loathing have ways to make people act far out of their usual range."

"So we just wait and see?"

"Yes, but now, let's rest for today. I want you to prepare a gift for her when you wake up."

"Will do."

He grinned as he took her into his arms and carried her off to their shared bedroom.

As Mai rested against Tomo's chest, she pondered on what type of gift to give to her, 'I'll think about it when I wake up.'

---

[Undisclosed Location]

Lady Debauchery was ecstatic with joy, her robe was cast aside as she just finished riding her dear servant who tended to her every need as she peppered him with kisses. She nuzzled against him as he just held her until she stopped shivering as she basked in the afterglow, he gave her one final kiss before he removed himself from her dripping core and he took her into his arms to carry her to a bath.

He tended to her, the way he usually did as she was practically drunk on elation and a bit of alcohol, she would sleep until mid-noon and he would have the preparations complete by then.

She softly thanked him, and he responded with a simple kiss to the crown of her head as he dried her off and dressed her up in a mint green babydoll with a pair of cotton knee-high socks, he waited until she fell into the soft grip of slumber as he tucked her in before leaving the room.

He smiled as he made sure his uniform was in proper order before he went off to make sure things were arranged in the way she wanted, he thought about the young girl he would be visiting soon, and he softly whispered, "Well done, little Naruko, well done."

As he finished his tasks, he whistled for a black dove to appear which came soon as he penned a message and told the bird to find the little Lord of Lady Debauchery. The bird then flew off to complete its' objective as he made to use his time wisely until it was time for them to move.

[Elsewhere]

A young man at the age of 14 was dressed in a pair of dark gray slacks with combat boots, and a pinstriped shirt with a dark vest, his skin was fair with curly dark hair with a pair of matching pink eyes inherited from his mother.

He was standing in the middle of a group of dismembered bounty hunters who wished to take his head, he scoffed at the sight he had seen so many times. With a snap of his fingers, each corpse of the bounty hunters caught aflame, until nothing remained but ashes.

As he dusted his hands clean, he made to take the long way back to take a bath and go to bed, only to stop when he heard the familiar chirp of a black dove, that dove landed in the waiting palm of his left hand. He undid the message that was tied to the dove's leg and read it.

A smile bloomed across his face as he let out a hearty laugh as he quickly made his way back home.

'It seems you caused quite a bit of chaos, I can't wait to see you again, Naruko.'

---

[A Mountain top Manor]

On the screen before the feed cut was Naruko smiling, which caused Emma to smash her fist into the screen turning it into a useless hunk of metal.

Aidan was silent as he watched her breathe heavily, watching as her hand which had cuts from destroying the screen only for it to seal up and heal as if there were no injuries in the first place.

Emma exhaled sharply, "At least the procedure worked," she made to get dressed and pull up her hair in a loose bun.

"That's all well and good, but have you calmed your temper?"

"I have, but she has no right to smile like that."

Aidan pulled her into a hug and Emma quickly returned, "No, she doesn't, but we will make sure she'll be miserable before we finally snuff out her life."

Emma nodded before she stepped back and just watched as Aidan moved around the lab, pulled out a receiver, clicked it twice, and said, "Start the process of transfer."

A monotone voice replied, "Of course, my Lord."

He turned off his end of the call and raised a hand towards his sister which she took and they left the lab, hand in hand as they made their way towards the front door.

"Ready?"

"I am, remember what we promised?"

"We wouldn't return here until we have Naruko's mutilated body in my grip while you have her head in yours."

"Right!"

Aidan smiled at his only light in the world as he opened the door and they stepped out, "Our plans will succeed, Emma."

"Yes, brother. They will."

The two then made their way to Iwa's capital and made to start the first part of their plan, as they made to secure the capital first and then finally gut Iwa from all sides, to make a burial ground for Naruko, herself.

---

[Daiymo's Hall]

A well-built man in his early 40s was resting on his favorite lounging chair in his office, listening to one of his observers finish explaining what he had witnessed from Konoha, once he finished, he let out an uproarious laugh before he excused himself, he was far too amused.

"I swear that girl, never ceases to surprise me. You are dismissed, thank you."

"At your will, Lord Daiymo," At that the observer left.

"Will you pay her a visit, Lord Asahi?" A male voice rang out

He glanced beside him to find a 65-year-old man in a butler suit and loafers and smiled, "I wish, but sadly the miserable paperwork prevents me, but that doesn't mean I won't send my congratulations for her accomplishments, to think it's been almost three years since that day she came scrolling in my throne room. I wish she accepted my offer, but she's just as willful and spirited as her parents."

"Very true, but do you think she will say no to your offer this time?"

"No, especially since she outstrips all genin and chunin, jounin is the only appropriate rank for her to have, especially her mission records, the loyalty of the five and over one-thousand-plus army, her managing to overcome overwhelming odds with little help, keeping her at genin rank would be an insult. I'd rather not give any of the other Daiymos ideas."

"A fair point. Rewards must be given in show of excellent performances," He quipped as he poured his Lord a cup of tea

"But it seems like Iwa is getting a bit too arrogant for their own good," Asashi stated, sipping his tea

"Are they pushing against our borders?"

"Yes, and I want to give Naruko the order to thin their numbers and send that miserable prick a lesson to keep his men behind his rocks. Regardless, inform the observers to keep an eye on the situation and keep their eyes on Konoha and report back to me anything interesting."

"Of course, shall it be the usual payment?"

"Add a bit extra and inform Naruko, I wish to visit her soon, how's my adorable nephew?"

"He is still growing, but he misses your talks with him."

"Ugh, I miss them too, damn paperwork."

"The news will spread through the ranks and reach the people soon."

"They'll have something to entertain themselves for a few days, I know little Hitoshi will be just bubbling from excitement, tell Naruko to expect a plethora of gifts."

"I will make sure it is done."

"Good, I will take my breakfast in my office so I can get a headstart on that accursed paperwork the sooner it's done, the sooner I can leave for Konoha."

"Yes, my Lord."

---

[Redacted] [Redacted]

In a dark luxurious modern-style bathroom, there was a massive tub in the center of the room with a girl the age of 15 but at the height of 5'6" with long silver hair, electric-blue eyes, fair skin, marked with silver scars from many battles, her nails were painted black, made from the poison of the giant jellyfish that lived in the depths of the sea.

Her bathtub was overflowing with bubbles as she had her hair wrapped up by pins, she just finished the summary of what just happened in Konoha with Naruko by the news that traversed the underworld news waves. She could only softly laugh as she downed her cream soda to remove the remaining visages of sleepiness from her as she washed the suds off and drained the tub before getting dressed.

A knee-length ruffled skirt, knee-high high-heeled boots, and a button-up shirt with a black and golden-laced corset wrapped around her stomach with a navy blue captain's jacket, she kept her hair wrapped up, tucked into a navy-blue pirate-styled captain's cap, and made her way down to the breakfast hall of her massive ship, which was once her bastard father's. That was before she managed to kill him and all his followers and took everything from underneath him, he was a psychopathic monster of the worst order but he was damn good at his job. She inherited what she felt were only a few of his worst traits, the less said about her dear mother the better.

She was happy that Naruko succeeded and now things were only going to get interesting.

As she passed by each member of her crew, they gave a sincere bow towards her and a greeting.

"Turn the ship towards Konoha, I plan to have an important customer to make several important deals with."

"Of course, cap!" They firmly shouted

She nodded and made her way to the deck of the ship to eat the breakfast that was soon laid out for her as soon as she took a seat at the head of the table.

As she ate, she wondered about what to offer her first, but she knew their next conversation would be nothing short of interesting.

'It seems I have to give that little bitch a present for passing that gauntlet, it's been far too long since I had someone to shoot the shit with that won't try to butter me up with empty platitudes or practically wear a hole through my floor with their trembling.'

---

[A Mansion Hidden within Grass Country]

A wretched cry rang out as the sound of a glass shattering as it sprayed red wine all over the walls and dripped down to the floor.

"Goddammit! Goddammit!" She raised her nearly empty wine bottle and was about to throw it until a knock startled her, causing it to fall out of her slackened grip, "Fuck, come in."

A man dressed in all black, knelt, waiting for her acknowledgement.

"What is it?" She stated in an irritated tone.

"We found the Nishay's bestiary, all we need is your word and we can begin."

"Go."

He immediately left without a word as she sighed, she rang for a maid who immediately arrived and cleaned up the broken glass and wasted wine while she got herself a cup of water.

She downed it and hoped for good news for her mistress that would allow her to achieve her dream.

She muttered, "It doesn't matter if that brat has the key, if we steal everything before she gets there, then it's worthless. I hope it burns you deeply, brat when you find everything cleaned out."

---

[Undisclosed Location]

In a large office filled with luxuries and essentials, a man was leaning in his chair with his legs resting on his desk. He wore a pair of loafers with dark slacks, a black turtleneck shirt under a scarlet vest, and a thick coat with a fur-lined collar. His skin tone was pale from the icy location he was raised in with shadows under his silver-gray eyes, with thick long dark hair that went below his shoulder blades that was kept neat with a single hair tie.

He rested his eyes, only for a knock to interrupt his rest and it was his own personal butler.

"I can tell this is something that cannot wait?"

"No, but this piece of information should entertain you."

"It should?"

"It concerns the 'main family'..."

"And like that, I'm already annoyed."

"The little Lord of the main family is now neutralized."

He took his feet off his desk and sat up straight, "You have my attention..."

"The eldest child of the Fourth Hokage has forcibly transformed the little Lord into a throne chair."

He slowly blinked as the information took a while to sink in, "...The eldest Uzumaki-Namikaze child turned the little shit into a throne chair?"

"It's a very nice chair from observation, she was sitting on it when she was celebrating with a battalion-sized group of people she managed to procure, she has survived the entire ordeal of constant fights as the complete victor, the five who were trained underneath her slaughtered the little Lord's forces without any hassle, leaving their corpses to be cleaned up by Konoha forces."

A snicker escaped him before he laughed, it was a rather husky type of laugh, hard and loud before he collected himself, his amusement as clear as the sun.

"It seems you were right once again, it was amusing."

"I'm glad my Lord."

"Yes, so tell me how did the miserable prick take it? How many deaths and shattered objects?"

"The death toll is still unknown, but there were at least three maids who perished from his...temper tantrum."

"Of course, he could never handle his temper, I hope he ruined the rare gilded plates he spent a decade collecting. No matter, bring my wife, here."

Then the door opened a woman who stood an inch shorter than her husband, long dark hair with ruby red eyes, fair skin with full lips coated in a fair pink gloss. She wore an emerald green dress with a thick jacket she wore over her shoulders with heeled boots.

"Love?" She softly spoke as she poked half her body into his office.

"Speak of the Devil and they will appear, come in, love."

She smiled as she greeted Stefan who greeted her with a bow as she made to sit in her husband's lap.

"Oh love, whatever could have made you laugh so early in the morning. You are usually more dead than alive now?"

"Stefan told me an entertaining piece of information."

"Oh, what could that be?"

Stefan repeated the story which made her giggle, "She's a keeper alright, no wonder D-chan was so smitten with her from all the messages she exchanged. Turning him into a chair, brilliant, just like her father. I have to pen a message to our son."

He kept her in his grip on his lap as he rested his chin on her shoulder, "Oh, don't worry, that pathetic excuse of a man has already sent a message to him demanding he take her head for daring to turn his precious spoiled heir into a chair to sit on. If anything, he will be amused."

"Hm, I can't wait for my next conversation with her, things are going to get very interesting. A little girl living up to her parent's legacy, I can't wait to see what else she can do."

"Do you think she'd be able to repeat the same thing for the little shit's father?"

"Would you want me to ask?"

"It doesn't hurt to ask."

She kissed him, "Naughty, you just want to fuck me while sitting on that chair."

"Does the thought entice you?"

"Very."

He nuzzled into her, just enjoying her warmth as they settled into a peaceful silence as the day started its' usual crawl to sunset.

---

[Undisclosed Location]

A young man was snoozing away on a massive bed in an emperor-styled bedroom as he slept in only his boxers, as the sun rose, he shuffled about, rousing him awake as the sun peaked through his curtains.

A groan rang out as he sat up to yawn before rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he tossed off his blankets and made to go through his usual routine of fixing it before he got dressed in his warden's outfit, he was 13-year-old who was a dead-ringer of his father, except his hair was short. As he made sure his uniform was exactly how it was supposed to be worn along with his polished boots, he picked up a whip, unlocked his bedroom door, and locked it behind him.

He walked down the long hallway and various areas, the prison guards kept their heads low, along with the prisoners who quickly fell silent as he slowly walked past them, they knew from the first day when he made examples about tearing out the rot of Karu-sa ass-lickers who tried to make him a puppet to control his parents, they learned he wouldn't bend his knee so easily. He knew how to inflict hellish punishment and handle pain, and making a show of how merciless he could be made things run smoother, executing rebels who caused trouble only added to his brutal reputation.

Who was he? His name was Tamaki Fukumoto, the only son of Vincent and Iris Fukumoto.

As he continued to walk, he then opened his office, only to find Tristan, a blond-haired servant who was adopted into his household and became his staunch pillar of support, he was a bastard child of the Kaguya clan, thankfully, he was a copy of his late mother who was an unfortunate victim of the clan's bloodlust and mayhem. Silver gray eyes, blond hair cut short, in a dark suit with a golden handkerchief in his breast pocket, and finished his outfit with a pair of dark loafers.

"Sir."

"Tristan, you're already up and waiting. That's unusual."

He locked the door behind him and took a seat at his desk where he was immediately given his morning coffee and a hand-sized box in the familiar ugly shade of baby blue.

He downed the coffee immediately as knew this would be annoying, "First thing in the morning at my desk and I'm reminded of him, this better be fucking good."

"He sent his fastest golden cuckoo bird, that reminds me we will be having fried quail and caviar for lunch."

He couldn't help the smile that fell on his face, "You and your damn quirks. But, it must be really important to him if he's really to risk his precious cuckoo bird to come here. I hope you shot it down?"

"Yes and landed pitifully into the dog pit, but at least Coco got a wonderful early morning snack before breakfast."

"Good. Anything that to worsen the day of that shithead the better, give it here."

Tristan handed the box to him, he opened it only to find it was a messenger orb that was an angry red.

"I take it you got it two hours ago?"

"I felt it would be best if you rested before dealing with him so early in the morning."

An amused snort rang out of him, "Brace the room."

With a snap of fingers, it triggered, soundproofing the room unless for emergencies and he activated it.

Then the miserable face of his uncle, blotchy from crying and sneering screamed, "You miserable little bastard, how dare you keep me waiting for three hours!"

"Oh, hush, dear uncle, it was merely two hours and 40 minutes."

An ugly vein throbbed angrily as his servants tended to him as he spat, "Enough, it's only because you are useful that I haven't killed you yet."

He inwardly rolled his eyes, 'Like you could, if you did you would have done it long before now.'

"So now, what? What the hell did you call me for? Your mug is ruining my cup of coffee. Did someone shatter one of your precious figurines? Or maybe your dear son stubbed his toe again?"

"Shut the fuck up you arrogant little shit. I'm here to issue a capture mission," he showed the image of a young girl with vermillion-pink highlights and three whisker marks on each cheek.

"Hm? Is this one of your pitiful attempts to get your son a fiancee who slighted him by not being swayed by his ever-so-absent charm?"

"She will be used to propagate the next generation after you bring her back and the...chair."

"Chair?"

His face turned an ugly puce as he gritted out, "That bitch, Naruko Uzumaki-Namikaze...the one who you will be bringing to us has turned the little Lord, my dearest son into a throne chair."

Tamaki bit the inside of his lip, to prevent from smiling, Tristan was happy to be behind the chair working as he grinned making himself busy polishing the knickknacks on the large window overlooking the still-wet execution grounds.

Tamaki slowly commented, "She turned him into a throne chair...And you have no idea if he is alive?"

A huff escaped the man as he tried to reign in his temper, "He is alive, I won't dare think otherwise, you are to bring her to us or else."

"Hmph."

"I know you won't disappoint me, you can't afford to."

Tamaki then ended the call before his uncle's foul voice soiled his morning any more than it already did.

He let a smile settle on his face as he thought about the image of the girl who turned his bastard cousin into a chair, he chuckled, "How amusing."

Tristan came beside him, "It is amusing, could it be possible that he's alive?"

"Whether he's alive or dead, doesn't matter. That shit is hilarious, a girl after my own heart, that's brutal, I like it. I want information about everything that has happened."

"Of course, sir. Will you want breakfast?"

"Yes," after that, it was soon served to him as he dug in before he had to deal with his daily routine around the prison.

'Things have gotten a lot more interesting, just who are you, Naruko Uzumaki-Namikaze?'

---

[Back in Konoha]

Naruko turned in after making sure everyone was settled in and there wouldn't be any trouble, she made her way back to her oasis where Mikal tended to her in a massive bathtub as he washed her hair, only to be caught sneezing for the 10th time in an hour.

"What the fuck is happening? Did I get sick?"

Mikal checked her forehead for her temperature and shook his head, "No, my Lady, it must be that superstition, after all, you did make quite the show."

She scoffed as she fashioned a ball of chakra before flattening it and found the link with Byron who was still recovering in a medical bay, muttering up a storm, the chakra signature embedded into him allowed her to witness a lot of things, especially since people who dealt with him, spread to other people maintaining the territory and she had an eye on practically everything and everyone.

She then switched the scene to the foul fuckwit himself, who had just received the news of her survival and he started cursing before shitting himself from overexerting himself, as he collapsed in a mound of his filth and was immediately rushed off to be cleaned up and healed from the trauma of his tantrum. From the information gathered, along with this final ploy to take her head, he had been stripped of his round table position and the heavenly protection he had been coveting for most of his life. They wiped their hands clean of him, she read his lips as he harshly ordered his guards to prepare for any attack on his home, but she had already had observers stationed, every inch of his territory was under her gaze. No matter what he tried to do, it would be futile. She hoped Minka raised a glass to her from Hell.

After having enough of witnessing his miserable face, she unraveled the chakra construction, leaving her arm to fall limply into the scented bath water as Mikal finished washing her hair.

"Mikal, do you have it?"

"Yes, your Attache case that was gifted to you by harpy eagle?"

"Hm, you know I planned on torturing him for months, but it seems that I cannot have that luxury."

"Time is always an expensive luxury, my Lady."

"Ain't that the truth? No matter, he needs to be snuffed out and since I can't stretch it out like I wanted, I'll give him a fitting send-off just like how rats decompose when they finally die, a fitting end for someone who symbolizes his beloved sister's nickname for him. But the others?"

"Let's just say, your benefactor has been busy. But sadly, I have some bad news."

"Define by bad?"

"The two children of De Vil."

She scowled before she rolled her eyes, "Of course, that sick bastard leaves a pile of shit to clean up even when he's wrenched off the mortal coil. So...they plan on taking my head, aren't they?"

"They are, sadly as of right now, I lack the information of their next move, but it's going to be ugly."

"Just like like his bloodline to make things ugly, doesn't matter. Regardless of what they intend to do, I'll crush them to paste. Keep an eye out and observe their movements. But, considering that bastard's obsession with me, they probably plan on giving me a show-offy death on a grand stage. The grand stage needs to be massive and needs time to prep, then they will challenge me."

"But where?"

"Where else? The only place they could choose to bring as much attention with as much space for a brutal, ugly fight to the death with no interference or interruptions. Suna is out, simply because despite Konoha's relationship with Suna souring due to the trade-off of missions their Daiymo is shipping off to Konoha if something happened there, they would immediately flag for our help. Plus, the terrain is something a lot of people don't like and can't handle for long periods, plus with their Jinchuriki, no enemy would able to twitch on their lands without them knowing. That place is their playground and unless they want to be buried in sand, the village is a hard pass, it may be close to us, but it's far too risky. They'd be foolish to use it as their foothold to attack us."

Naruko paused for a moment before she continued, "Not to mention their lack of warlords. The last one perished during the Third Shinobi War, as of now, there is no one has reached that level of terror a warlord brings, but that could easily change in the future, as of now, they have no warlords, hence why the Daiymo is dissatisfied with them."

"Hm...Kumo is next considering their two Jinchuriki of the 2-tails and 8-tails, their mountainous terrain, their war-like methods, and finally their paranoid Daiymo who is as intelligent as he is merciless, especially in the case of betrayals. He has rooted over 100 uprisings for his seat in over his 40-year long run, he knows his men under him like the back of his hand and they know fully well the cost of betrayal. Especially since one of their warlords is his personal torturer and his son. They both have noses like bloodhounds with it comes to betrayal so getting past those two wouldn't be easy. Any strange behavior, they'd be on them like flies on shit. The connection between the Daiymo and the Raikage is solid, if they don't check in with each other, then something is wrong and they'll immediately jump in to investigate. So, instant fuck no for Kumo has a stronghold to attack, it's not the second-strongest village tied with Iwa for a reason."

"Kiri is not possible as they are in the midst of their civil war, as the Kage went bonkers slaughtering bloodline users, the head of the opposing faction Mei Terumi who wishes to kill him and take his position before Kiri crumbles, so both sides are on high alert. It was decided for the warlords to keep themselves out of the war, stated by a decree made by the Second-in-term running Water Daiymo to have no inward fights as their types of abilities would sink Kiri. All of them disagreed with the bloodline purges as several of them were bloodline users and would be put to death in the tyrant Kage's camp, but they all refused to fight against their people. It was decided they would stay out of it in the case of neutrality, regardless if the war passed a certain threshold, they would be allowed to step in and do what is best for Kiri, even if it meant cutting down the heads of both sides and crush any stirrup of trouble until Kiri stabilized themselves again."

"So, with those three out of the way, the only villages left are Konoha and Iwa, but Konoha is completely out of the question as they know I'm here if they probably have their methods of observation, they know I have a plethora of men already underneath me. Therefore the only proper choice is Iwa."

"So they plan on using Iwa as a stronghold out of all of them? You said it's tied for second-best with Kumo."

"Iwa has been slipping into third place for a while now due to inward fighting, you see there is a plethora of corruption within the village due to the advanced age of their Tsuchikage and the advancement of more yesmen and smiling masks than actual advisors and helpful people in both their council and the Daiymo's court. You see, they re-wrote their processes for inheriting the throne of the Daiymo and removed the previous one with a literal babe who was more suited to say yes to their whims to fill their coffers which would cause them to fill their coffins by the time that castle crumbles."

"But their warlords-"

"Are at odds with the Tsuchikage, don't even get me started on the clusterfuck with their Jinchuriki, if they could, they would have left and disappeared a long time ago. A lot of people are still aching from the resounding loss to Konoha due to our darling Fourth Hokage and are trying to strongarm their warlords into taking over their genin populace to create a plethora of human weapons to finally get one over on Konoha, no matter how many genins die for it. You can say tensions are fairly high due to that, warlords may be monsters but some lines won't be crossed no matter how much the Kage screams to do it. So the tension between the Jinchuriki who have kept themselves isolated and the Kage's mistreatment, their warlords, and the council and then those who support them, those who are against them, and those who are neutral who are caught in the middle. They are the militaristic style Danzo wants Konoha to mimic, except while militaristic ways aren't how a community of various lifestyles runs, leading to discontent that shows gaps that can be stabbed."

Mikal emptied the tub and helped her out, "So now?"

"We wait for them to line up to be knocked down, from my observers, they are infringing on the board of the Fire Country, I know the dear sir will have sent a message informing me of another elimination mission to take place, but with the twins, I know they will tie up loose ends."

"So you plan on letting them get slaughtered?"

"They'll get slaughtered regardless of whether or not I intervene and knowing the dear sir, due to them toeing the line, he'll let it happen to thin their numbers, and due to being told to use any opportunity to my advantage, I'll let De Vil's brats play and make their playground and when they challenge me, I'll greet them warmly and crush them to paste and take Iwa's land for myself."

"But isn't the Daiymo planning on giving you that piece of land in the capital? You know he won't accept no for an answer, especially with what you did yesterday."

"Yes, but I want both."

Mikal chuckled, his grin wide as he dried her off and helped her into warmed pajamas, "You are rather greedy, my Lady."

"I am greedy, there's no point in denying it, what life gives you should make the most of."

He carried her to her bedroom as she yawned. Her bed was a king-sized canopy bed with navy blue curtains that matched the thick velvet bedding with 6 pillows, Blue was curled up on the left side of her bed, and nuzzled into her.

"Of course, you should but rest, you fought for a long time. Everyone will handle the rest, I will inform you of anything important when you wake up."

"Yeah. Thanks."

She settled into bed, drifting off into a dream of comfort, her Grimm contract with the Boss darkened for a moment before fading and the shadowed figure sitting among a throne of dry bones just smiled, "What an interesting little hatchling."

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Ending! So, how was it? A literal 5-chapter long battle and I feel this one's battles are rather lackluster, maybe it's just me. I've been chewing over this chapter for a long time, adding and removing various parts, I swear this almost got around to 40K when I was adding details and editing, some sections will be shifted, and sections will be outright moved or shuffled along. I may come back to this one along with chapter 8, so be on the lookout for the updates, I'll make sure to put updates on the top and bottom when I get to them.

Now we have reached the end of this massive battle and now visitors, gifts, plans, and rumors floating around the nations, spies of all nations will have the name of Naruko Uzumaki-Namikaze on their lips, and will wonder what sort of accursed moon the Fourth was fucking Kushina under and if he had any tips. Overall, thank you for your support! Take care I love you all! Sorry for the neglect of other stories, I'll be offline for a while. I have a lot of shit to sort out.

Red Mage of Balance - Died quickly? Nah, he will suffer a fate worse than death by constantly rejuvenating and being painfully converted into a chair, someone so haughty only to be shifted into a chair for her to sit on, well, as Ainz from Overlord said death is mercy so I felt this would be the best way to humiliate him.

jeremiahkelley93 - I'm glad you think so. I hope you continue to enjoy it.

(guest) mr. bumpity - I'm really happy you consider me so high on your list of favorite authors to read about. It takes a while, but as long as I can make a great story to share and have others enjoy it with me that's all that matters. Oh, believe me, his end will be messy, fitting for a moron who doesn't realize loyalty can't be beaten into people. Angel Boy will get his just desserts, but he'll wish for death instead. Stay happy, healthy, and sane and I'll do the same!

starravenwolf - I hope this chapter will fulfill your need for more bloodshed and mayhem, yeah even Evil blooms live like fine mud with varying frequencies, sadly. Well, I based Aramaki's abilities on Sir Kim from I Grow Stronger By Eating and a monster born from the death of an entire town from the Priest of Corruption, his appearance and personality are based on Deadman Wonderland characters Azuma Genkaku and Nagi Kengamine. Naruko is working towards that title and considering what she's done in Konoha and what she will do with Iwa, it will fully cement her position as the Elemental Nation's youngest Warlord. The boss of the Grimm is a massive skeletal Dragon, but you will see more of him later on. Tsunade is out of the village along with Jiraiya, but let's just say she will have a very uncomfortable talk with Minato about their behavior and show the reason why he was given the hat. Lady Debacuhery and the rest will make their appearance soon enough. After all, Naruko needs to recover and have her men settle. But when they arrive, that will be fun.

Nomadic Chaos - I'm extremely happy you are out of Hiatus, it's been too long and I'm so happy you enjoyed it! That phrase was exactly what I was aiming for so thanks for that. The Elemental Nations are massive and fully intended for Naruko and her group to explore, I always wanted to write about exploring the nations and what makes them tick. There's no way only one country could have warlords, the rest do, but the way they function is different for each Elemental Nation. With Warlords just like legends in history, pop out from all walks of life. Yeah, it just seemed to fit, you know, and having Khorne be impressed by her slaughter would be amazing but that will have to wait until she deals with the Twins in Iwa, then he'll be impressed especially since she'll get rid of another thorn in her side, reclaim her previous position in the underworld with advantages and support to subsidize her army to crush the twins and cement her position. Spoilers so early? Never, but I will say it will be horrible like when in Hellsing Ultimate where the Nazis attack on London and the Warhammer 40K Lore story of the Last Ascension of Dominic Seroff, and let's say someone kicked over a nightmare box filled with monsters from varying horrible places. Basically that, hopefully, I can convey that amount of horror without overdoing it or making it too light-hearted. Let's just say there are a lot of fucked up creatures the twins have created to fuck up Iwa and leave it at that for now. Also, I heard what you did to Pravus, telling him about that wretched thing, ugh, that's nasty, poor guy. Also, I cannot wait for whichever idea you choose, or hell even all three, they sound amazing. I'd be so ecstatic to write a Warhammer x BNHA fanfiction, there are so many demented ways to go about it, it makes my head spin. I hope you continue to read and enjoy Naruko and her travels and conquests with her beloved team. I'll be waiting eagerly for the revamp of the Evoker's Tale and you take care, dude! Be safe and remember to take breaks and recover!

akirathewolflord - I'm glad you enjoy it, yeah, I get sick of Naruko/Naruto instantly forgiving them, it should be hard work and regret, the healing of wounds and hard work before forgiving is ever if ever on the table. I hope I'll keep you entertained until the end.

Perseus12 - I'm happy you enjoy it and I hope you will enjoy this chapter. Keep up the great work.

Ryu wolf - Thank you!

Skull Flame - I'm always happy to get one of your rant reviews, it's like a gift to look back on whenever I need a pick-me-up, so don't stop with the long reviews! Yes, I fell into the rabbit hole when a review asked me if I was a Slaanesh player and I got hooked on the lore and have been enjoying it ever since. I can't wait for your ideas, who knows, there are so many ways to go about it, I'm rather partial to several Warhammer 40k ideas myself. Yep, the bitch deserved it and more, fitting for someone who sold out her children, her parents, and those related to her family and she couldn't even get that far. The sad thing is there are people in the world exactly like this woman, incompetent, spoiled to that it would be a maggot's love nest, and entitled. The only good thing about her was her looks but those are long gone, at least she was able to benefit a few people before her time on Earth ended. This is why you raise your children so you can spoil them, not vice versa. Yep, the twins are a menace and they are going to do Iwa...spoilers, sorry, but nope. Wait and see, please. Shiro and Naruko go back to when she started to hunt bandits, I hope you get ready for dear Maria because she will be interesting. Yep, I based Aramaki on a plethora of different characters they make his character work, you know? Believe me, I loathe them with an unholy intensity that will make her character repulsive and her ending will be fitting. Said pack leader mauled by his own abused forces? Yes! For the Nadeshiko village, well, you just have to wait and see, but when they hear about her, they'll either impressed, unnerved, or a mixture of both. I'm glad you enjoyed the scene with the weapon shop, that was an in-the-process sort of idea.

Natzo - I'm sorry you got lost.

Pravus666 - Yeah, the twins' origins were nasty and you can see why they despise their sperm donor and incubator, I refuse to call them parents because they aren't. Oh, Chaos, but that piece of Hell does bloom some ideas, dear Pravus, but that will be for a later date. Oh Iwa, I plan on some very heinous things but Iwa are known for their stubbornness like the rock, they'll fight to the bitter end, it will be gruesome and messy, some read the signs and escape, some will succeed, others...not so much. I'm sure Naruko would be pleased if you compared her to such two warriors. Yeah, I felt that Madara was so much of a menace, that regular titles wouldn't suit him other than Warlord, it suits him far too much especially since he was raised in conflict, he fits El-Jonson to a tee, doesn't he? I can't wait for that, dude and you're one of my best friends as well along with Chaos. It makes writing a lot of fun to see how both of you'll react. Let's just say the Daimyo will be overjoyed, but he does things by the book and when Naruko conquers Iwa and claims it as her own, that's when she will get that title. As she's holding back in Konoha due to the promise she made to Iruka, her abilities will be unleashed against the twins will cement her position as a Warlord despite being so young.

blasterscope - I hope you enjoy the update.

~Kourtney Uzu Yato!