Supernatural/Naruto: After spending almost 6 centuries in the cage, Lucifer was granted a second chance by his father after showing he had changed and soon finds himself being reborn as Naruto Uzumaki.


Naruto Uzumaki was a strange boy, some would say that it was from being the container of the Kyuubi no Kitsune and others would say that it was from being an orphan; the reality of the truth was far from what either group would say. Naruto Uzumaki was in reality the reborn form of Lucifer Morningstar, the former Archangel of God. Lucifer had spent almost six centuries in a cage that was placed in the deepest place of Hell, while there he had raged and created the most foulest of demons like Azazel, Lilith and many more; but as time he had come to the conclusion that while his father had loved the humans, he had loved his angels at the same time, and as such had been granted a chance in a new life.

As of this moment, the reborn Morningstar was found walking through the streets of Konohagakure and enjoying the feeling of the sun beating down on his body; his appearance was that of a sixteen-year-old with golden-blonde hair that was in spikes and fell into his blue eyes that shown with the likeness of the skies themselves, as well as the trio of whisker-like markings that were placed upon each cheek. He was dressed casually in a pair of white sneakers, a black long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of denim jeans that would allow him easy movement.

'Ah, such a wonderful morning!' he thought happily, humming a nameless tone as he strolled towards the Chunin Exam arena where he would be able to watch as the competitors fought to be promoted.

"Ugh... you're love of mornings is a nuisance, Lucifer." a great booming voice spoke, the image of a ghostly fox appearing on his shoulder with nine tails waving behind him.

Smirking as he glanced out of the corner of his eye, the teenager responded. 'There's a reason I have the title Morningstar, Kurama.'

The ghost image of the Biju snorted, knowing the Archangel's vast love of the sun and could still never understand it. "I still am disappointed that you never joined the shinobi corps." the Kitsune stated, as he was left doing nothing but sitting in the mind of the Archangel.

'I told you that I intend to serve none but Father. As it is, these ninja are pathetic and the only worthwhile ones are Anko-chan, Sarutobi, Hayate and Yugao.' the teenager replied, his distaste for the shinobi world was greatly known through Konoha except for those four. Entering the arena, he looked around for a seat before hearing his name being shouted and followed the voice to see Anko jumping around excitedly.

"HIYA NARU-KUN!" the snake mistress shouted, glomping him to her impressive chest. "How's it going?"

Smiling, despite being held against the chest, Lucifer responded easily. "It is going well, and the shoulder?" he asked, referring to the place where that sickening snake had placed a seal that caused Anko pain before he had used his Grace to get rid of it.

"Its doing alright! Though you ask me that every time we see each other, though its been gone for ten years." she pointed out, after releasing him and had her hands on her hips.

Shrugging Lucifer smiled kindly; he had met Anko when he was six-years-old and visiting Sarutobi, the Archangel had sensed the malicious intent pouring from the woman's shoulder-blade and used his limited Grace at the time to purge it from her body, and had then been made to explain to the two what he really was. "I just like to make sure that nothing has happened to make it return."

Humming, the Special Jonin sat down next to him and together they watched the Exams.


Lucifer watched as the last loyal Uchiha rammed the lightning-encased hand through the sand orb, his ears picking up the penetration of flesh, just before numerous feathers begun to fall from the sky making civilians and weak shinobi fall unconscious; he ignored the feathers as being an Archangel made him immune largely to almost anything in the world. "Anko-chan what's going on her-" he was cut off as numerous hostile signatures appeared on his radar and dodged fluidly to the side as a man wearing a headband with the symbol for Oto went at him. "Invasion, of course."

Dodging fluidly around the man's strikes, the Archangel's hand wrapped around a short-silver blade that fell from his sleeve and stabbed the man before becoming a whirlwind attacking the enemies invading his current home; he was of course limiting himself to swordsmanship as he wished to retain a low-profile just when he felt the most peculiar sensation of Death being robbed and snapped his head towards the place Sarutobi was at.

Narrowing his eyes, the second oldest Archangel flexed his barely used wings and appeared with only a flutter onto the rooftop getting exclamations from the four holding up a barrier and the ANBU, his eyes took in the sight of the First and Second Hokage standing among the living but the feeling of death rolling off them. "Such a disgusting technique." he spoke, hearing Orochimaru crow about the Endo Tenshi, making all heads snap to him.

"Ah... the Kyuubi jinchuuriki..." the white-skinned man hissed, yellow eyes rolling over the boy's body. "... Sssuch a fine ssspecimen!"

Glaring in anger, the disguised Holy being snapped his fingers loudly making the purple barrier vanish without a word and appeared in front of the two undead Hokage placing his hands on their heads and let loose his Grace making large shadowed representations of his 6 wings be seen. "Rest in peace once again."


Just another story I had thought up.