A/N: Sorry, sorry, sorry!
I'm terribly sorry for the delay. Covid knocked me flat for awhile and devastated my update schedule, to say nothing of the side effects from long covid. I'm still dealing with that more than a month later, though apparently its not life threatening so I have to just "ride it out" according to the docs.
Sometimes, when I look to the future, I wonder what will become of things when I'm gone.
Of course, I try not to dwell on the latter overmuch; I'm still alive and still writing. In an ideal world, I'd like to keep doing so for as long as I can. But old age is catching up to me and these days, the world is filled with so much madness and death. Feels like everyone's lost their minds sometimes. Even before that, so many friends and fellow writers I once knew are gone, now. Will I still be here in twenty years? Ten? Five? Its a chilling thought. But for now, I'm still here, still writing.
So here we go. The fate of this story depends on you, the reader. Your feedback determines the fate of this tale, and many others.
As ever, I own no references, quotes, themes or memes. They're tributes to legends far greater than I.
I'm just a humble author trying to make his way in this wild, wacky world, one word at a time.
Time and feedback will determine what remains a story and what doesn't. Simple as that.
In other words...the fate of this is up to YOU, the reader. Doooo let me know~!
Running around updating a lot of categories today before work.
So in lieu of a long, tiresome explanation...away we go~!
We're hard at work on things over here, don't worry!
Runt, Golden Son, and Frenzy are nearly ready!
"Has the prisoner broken yet?
No, but he will...soon.
Yeah, about that..."
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Turn the Tables
"Talk."
"Alright, well you see it all started with my ramen addiction...
A mighty blow careened out of the dark and snapped his head to the right.
It was a decent punch, Naruto felt. Powerful, but nothing to write home about really.
Not that he could do much in the way of writing with his hands tied and his body bound to this chair at the moment, of course. Semantics. Really it was cliche. They'd chained him to a chair, hollered questions at him, then this angsty redhead started smackin' him about when they didn't like his answers? After awhile, they sent the blond broad in to try and sweet talk him. Old shtick. Good cop, bad cop.
Sure, he'd let himself be captured, but it still amused him to no end.
He didn't have a single bruise. Not a one. And he never would.
Kurama sighed in his ear. "Here we go again...
"Are you incapable of taking this seriously?!"
"I dunno." he grinned up at his so-called captor. "Are you?"
"Tell us of your world and how to get there, so that we may conquer it! The Greater Will demands it!"
"And I demand a meal, but you refuse to provide one." he shrugged one shoulder. "We can't all get what we want."
Radagon grabbed him by the hair and hefted his sword with intent. "Perhaps I should remove thy tongue if thou hast no need of it!"
"Peace, brother." the broad -he'd heard the redhead call her Marika- laid a hand on his grey arm to steady him. "Mayhaps we should use the carrot before the stick?"
Naruto fought down a laugh, darkly amused by it all. "If the carrot involves you sitting in my lap, I'm game.
Radagon absolutely hissed. "YOU KNAVE-
"I'm afraid not." Marika temporized with a limpid smile. "I'm quite spoken for. Perhaps one of my daughters would suit?"
...Don't suppose any of them are blond like you?"
That got a wry look laugh out of her. "Dear Rannia and Malenia are redheads like their father, I'm afraid.
Damn. He liked redheads. Aw, well. More's the pity. He'd tried. Really, he had! Sasuke had asked him to be diplomatic if he found anybody...
...then I'm afraid this is gonna be reeeaaal painful for you two unless you let me go right now.
The so-called-queen blinked languidly. "What do you know of pain-what is that?"
His body began to shimmer with golden chakra, taking her aback.
"I know that this ain't it." he winked her way. "I barely even felt that-no, wait, I tell a lie. That last hit tickled. Nice tits, though. They're right up there with Tsuna-
Another blow from Radagon smashed into his head. Naruto caught it with his feeth and bit down. The Golden Order Greatsword shattered like glass.
"Alright," he beamed, spitting shards as they reeled. this is getting boring and I'm hungry. Soooo...
His arms flexed. The chains links stretched...then snapped!
He rose with a yawn, stretching lazily. "My turn now!"
And all bloody hell broke loose.
A/N: Aaaand scene.
I wish this could be longer, but work is wearing me down, body and soul. Trying my best to endure.
As ever, reviews are the fuel that sustain me. Without them I cannot write a single word. Simple as that. Working nearly all hours of the day keep me absurdly busy, as such, I can't bring myself to write something folks don't like.
Again, I'm terribly sorry for the delay. Covid knocked me flat for awhile and devastated my update schedule, to say nothing of the side effects from long covid. I'm still dealing with that more than a month later, though apparently its not life threatening so I have to just "ride it out" according to the docs.
No previews this time. I'm exhausted.
Aaaand there we go. As ever, reviews keep me alive. Without them, I cannot write.
So...in the Immortal Words of Atlas...Review...Would You Kindly?
Hope you enjoyed this, and may your day be filled with lots of luck!
Warm regards,
~Nz.