Becoming President
Disclaimer: This work is not intended to offend anyone. Naruto and the United States of America do not belong to me. Naruto is the property of Masashi Kishimoto and Shueisha, while the United States of America is the property of its citizens.
Next chapter Covid arc
This is mostly filler/mini training arc
Did you guys just make the president above the LAW!????
TF IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU??!!!
Covid arc is going to be wild
I'm pro American and all but this so stupid
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CIA
"Can anyone tell me why that damn brat is in Mexico?!" An old man burst into the meeting room, stomping towards a round table surrounded by soundproof walls where his colleagues flinched as the old man slammed a report paper that details Nathaniel Russell's latest activity. He has the right to be angry, this is the first time he heard of the young senator's activity, making deals with the Mexican government on behalf of his state that he controls in all but name. Connecting the two entities into one of the most ridiculous and one of the greatest state-to-nation deals he ever heard. "Is what he's doing even legal? He's a senator, not a president yet, who gives him the power to have this level of discussion with other heads of state?" that power of the president only can have and their official delegations were left unsaid. "If his opponents grasp what he has done they'll turn the public into chaos. He is way out of line for his position. "
"By technicality, fortunately, yes, it is legal. He's smart enough not to make this a written agreement turning this deal into a formal tie. Officially in his records, it's just him visiting a neighboring country and is being treated as an important guest with the government of Mexico. It's all legal even if he made unofficial direct economic ties between his constituents' state and Mexico behind the doors by giving them contacts over companies Nathaniel Russell controlled via his wife. " The youngest of the group suppressed a smile. "Truthfully, it's a brilliant move, he just dragged them to our side without even making us do a single thing."
"Legal or not legal, he's stepping out of the line we set for him, we only needed him to rally support and be the face for the government while we guide him to the best of our ability. He never informed us of this plan, it just seems too sudden and there is no way he just did it without thinking about it thoroughly, he's smarter than that! I don't believe he just visited Mexico out of desperation or without thinking; this must be a plan he made years ago! How can we trust him if he has an agenda?!!" She said with gritted teeth.
"Not to mention his lackey work in Vegas has accelerated rapidly in the past few weeks, not a month ago he wasn't scrapping anything, now it's like he knows which person he should talk to, questions to ask, and the evidence and location where that can support his case. We can't let him dig any further even if we have to protect those hedonistic pigs; they are too important to be revealed to the public; the result would be the public trust in the government will be destroyed and burn American reputation across the world, " the smoking old man told another problem to the group. They hated protecting the group in Vegas, but if they don't sweep things under the rug there will be a huge uproar and anarchism across the U.S.A. maybe even the world, and the C.I.A. cannot risk that especially in these uncertain times.
"Isn't James Veritas tasked to find connections for his boss not to sniff his nose toward the greatest shame America has? Trying to destroy those people you want to find support in, is not the greatest of strategies. Is he overstepping his boundaries and going rogue from his boss's orders?" the woman asks her younger equal.
"Trying to find connections with those people? HAH, don't make me laugh, this was always the plan from the start, I refuse to believe Nathaniel Russel would debase himself by dealing with those pigs, he's trying to cozy up with them and then destroy them from the inside, biding his time to wait when he has the power to destroy them. I'm not opposed to it, but we can all agree to oppose the way he's trying to reveal their crimes to the public. This is a delicate matter but he chooses to hide in the bushes and then smash his target leaving too much evidence," explained the youngest of the group, "From that underground Militia, he formed right under our noses for many years that now he deployed in foreign soil, effectively making him in possession of a private army" This one was a shock to them when first revealed, a small, highly trained, and elite Militia made out of the best of the best from the former U.S. military members scare them to death. They can't do anything about it unless they want to destroy Nathaniel Russell's reputation which they can't risk. They invested too many resources and have backed him so far that they can't pull out, "his lackey's investigation in Vegas and all his efforts to be independent. What should we do with him?" The youngest of them put a hand on the stem of his nose trying to cope with stress.
"He's becoming the very thing we are afraid of, a Caesar in the making, all the moves he has done while beneficial for us and the country as a whole, are too reckless for comfort and he's slowly slipping from our grip," the woman tells her concern. "If this continues…" the woman sighs "The way I look at it there's nothing we can do for now, we just have to support him…"
"Fixing his mess yet again, as always, from containing media leakage of his actions to be spread towards the public and killing anyone dumb enough that is trying to dig too deep on him, especially towards what his wife is doing in his home state, we have to tell him to be more careful, I've lost count of how many times I have to prevent news stories about his militia broadcasted in the media, and smoothing it out in the port papers for his militia to get those ammunitions," the old man grumbles. "If we can't control him directly, shouldn't we at least be more cooperative with him? There's no harm in trying so we can smooth out any operation and telling him to be more careful, it's the least we could do so that his secret plots aren't revealed to the public."
"No, we have to stay in the shadows like always, sending direct personnel that isn't just passing up useful information would be too risky; I don't want us being accused of meddling in home politics even if it's what we are doing… again, it doesn't matter if the other senator knows it is us; they will use it to tear his reputation apart, and just a whiff of controversies are floating around in the waters right now; the sharks will eat him alive." told the woman.
"So what, we just have to be the one in line with him, not the other way around?!! That upstart, no matter how important he is, can be replaced!" the old man shouted angrily.
"He's not replaceable like the rest, and you know it, he's already a well-known anti-establishment politician. If he dies who do you think the masses think to be held responsible? Us! It will be just like another Kennedy situation, lord, they still suspect us to be responsible, and because of that the public has become more suspicious of us, even today because that is still hard for us to launch operations within the U.S. and I don't know about you but making it hard for our agent to operate in home soil is not worth it at this point." the youngest said. The domestic scene is too chaotic for comfort with groups like the Pride Boys and Antifa sprouting all over the country. They need to monitor the home front as much as they need to monitor their enemies.
"So what can we do with him, we can't control him, we can't help him directly, it's like we are the one working under him and this isn't an equal agreement we made with him," the fact that it's an equal agreement itself was already telling of their desperation, they need Nathaniel Russel than Nathaniel Russel needs them, usually politician came and go, with the C.I.A. being always the monolith it is, ever-present and all-knowing since its founding. When conspiracy theorists talk about the deep state they are talking about, while not as powerful as those nutjobs think they are (Like c'mon really, pouring chemicals into the water supplies to control the masses and birds not existing? That's just crazy talk.); the president confide with them first instead of their cabinets, it's not so because of their power to influence the other branch of government directly but more so because even if the C.I.A. is often the younger organization, their leaders and personnel are longer serving than the cabinets that come and go from each president, it's quite similar with the situation with whom controlling American foreign policy, it's not the presidents or even the secretary-of-state but the bureaucrats that are often longer serving in the organization who have to exert theory influence and often have the most connection and experience, it's not to say the presidents and the secretary of state doesn't shape American foreign policy, more so it's more than two people with often times conflicting interest and ideas that shaped American foreign policy within cabinets and discussion in some country club or politicians' house, with the presidents giving vague ideas of its direction and the secretary-of-states, being a secretary, summarize those opinions and choosing the right course of action and being watchful with individual diplomats and personnel. To summarize, the C.I.A. is the president's second or third cabinet (if the president thinks that the Department of State is more important); that he or she can choose from, an executive branch within an executive branch. (There's a reason why the secretary of state is so high up regarding presidential succession.)
"For now we can do nothing, he's untouchable, but not under any circumstances we let him know intentionally or unintentionally that effectively he is free to do as he pleases and we can't do anything to control him. Just act like everything is normal, and let's hope it all can go smoothly from here," the youngest said his "solution'
"We're relying on luck?" the oldest said in disbelief, "You're joking right?"
"Hey, not the first time we had to rely on her, remember the Taiwan crisis?" the youngest smiled holding a cackle when the oldest grumbled.
"I hate you for being right."
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After this it's just preparation for the next arc
Why did you guys make the PRESIDENT ABOVE THE LAW!!!!!
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Rebecca Russel-Hart
They were in one of their vacation homes north of Detroit, free from prying eyes as it was protected by a large wall to block; their house was deep nestled inside a forest. The leaves isrl rusted and a chill crept to Rebecca as she sees with an adoring smile and melancholy as her son and husband are working with their ability.
Naru is trying to help Hiruzen to train his chakra, he has done so for months non stop after he was back from Mexico. Hiruzen is 6 years old today, an age where Naru told him it was normal for a young boy to be trained on how to fight and kill a person. Something that deeply unsettled her. The world Naru told her before he was reborn was horror to say the least, family and clans being massacred at a wholesale, war that had reap millions of untold lives, filled with beast of war that could destroy entire continents, she can't believe that her husband is Naruto Uzumaki; the same person that he watched in some Japanese cartoon years ago.
Naru was also shocked to find out that his story was essentially being relegated to be some story that a person just writes ls for the masses to read as their pleasure. He definitely also doesn't like what masses have done to the person he knows, she searches for some of the names Naru had told her before and by God what is wrong with humanity. Safe to say all of us that know the Naru secret are not going to talk about that media amongst each other.
Purging that displeasing information, she observed the father son duo as they trained their chakra. Hiruzen was sitting on the ground under a tree focusing and meditating doing the left sticking exercise while Naru sitting in front observing his son's progress and intervening when he had to. The nature of chakra in her world was different as her husband explained, she had read the Manga and had a general grasp on how the energy works, and she can't help but to agree with his husband's assessment. It was weaker, harder to exert, and less abundant, with a nine tailed fox now forgoing any illusion that was there before sitting beside her as an example. In the Manga he was a Majestic beast easily towering over many mountains and skyscrapers. But now he is relegated and stuck inside a smaller and inferior version of himself, more similar in size with the average fox.
Hiruzen looked so calm trying his hardest to ignore the leaves that were falling that tempted him to itch his skin and sneeze. A sudden gust of wind blew out all the rusted leaves away from her son gently and he opened his eyes beaming toward Naru who was rubbing his hair proud of Hiruzen's accomplishment.
"Mom! I did it!" her child waves at him sporting a toothy grin that made her swelled in pride also.
The fox beside her chuckle waking up from his sleep to see the boy excitedly get back to work on with his shinobi training.
"That brat is a genius," Kurama said with a grin. "He takes after his grandfather it seems." Rebecca knew the beast was not talking about Nathaniel Russel's father or hers but Naruto's father; the legendary shinobi Minato Namikaze. That saddened her somewhat that he doesn't compare her son to their living and parents at the four of them is accomplished on their own.
"Is he really, Kurama?" asked Rebecca.
The beast nodded, "Yes, to see him complete the leaf sticking exercise in just one day is rare even for talented shinobi. Your son does not have any special blood yet he can already do this! Hah! Your family and Naruto's new one have a lot of potential to be great shinobi also; this kind of talent can only be inherited."
Hearing the sudden praise of her parents and in-law made her smile. The beast is also impartial in his judgment after all. His son is mimicking some of the katas her husband is doing that she had read. Punching the air with a reinforced arm and with speed that is beyond any human of Hiruzen's age. Training to kill.
Rebecca only agrees for Naru to train Hiruzen because he needs it. Unlike when they were children except for some hiccups, they don't need to learn how to fight; they aren't some senator sons or daughter that had been targeted by other malicious actors, sure Rebecca come from a rich family but their notoriety in the public mind is miniscule compared to what Hiruzen will face on the future.
She still has nightmares about that day, when she was a child as children her age lie dead in the ground drowned by their blood, with bullets piercing their arms, bodies and heads. The images still imprinted vividly, a scar that would not heal. And everytime that memory resurface he can't but help to fear that her son would suffer a fate that is similar to those nightmares
Naruto gave Hiruzen a pistol to grip, too big and heft for her son to hold.
' Yes, this is all for his safety."
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Did you guys just make the president above the LAW!????
TF IS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU??!!!
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MILITIA
"This is surprisingly fun," Jessica told Mark who was watching her shooting down range with the AR-15 he had just taught her how to shoot. "No wonder those loon down south want to keep them, it's therapeutic."
"Keep your finger off the trigger if you're not shooting," he told her the same advice calmly for what felt like a hundred times.
"Oh right, " the woman focused once more to the target, holding her breath and then softly pulling the trigger as a semi auto shot was let out. "Let's make this more interesting," she switches to fully auto and mag dumps the gun to Mark's horror. Moving quickly, Mark holds the gun from climbing up into the air uncontrollably that threatens to hit her face. Both of Jessica's hands were already off the gun looking at it with guilt mixed with embarrassment. Mark quickly put the gun to safety and put it down to the table in front, with magazine and bullet in the charge removed.
He just stared at her, who was walking slowly to get away from her stupidity while whistling, and was about to turn around and run when Mark just yanked her hair. A common thing that happens too many times is that the woman, while smart using a computer, can't take responsibility and is immature for her age.
"Jessica… " he just said to her who was limping down her body feeling guilty about the whole ordeal.
"I know, I'm sorry ok, can you let go of my hair, please," he grumbles and lets go of his hold, slightly carrying her waist to help her get up.
"I swear Alejandro purposely made me the one to teach you how to shoot because I'm the only one with the patience to do so." It's not just this time he paired him with her, in fact the both of them have become his go to ol' reliable tool for managing operations.
Their job in Mexico was a smashing success; they've successfully set up a Mexican chapter in the region under the leadership of Mexican immigrants that had joined the U.S military, and now actively trying to help set up order around Mexico or at least just the northern state, so that Nathaniel's work would bear fruit and is not disrupted by the cartel with threats of violence. They can't risk any American company's operation that is investing to be interrupted after all.
Speaking of Alejandro, the man is grinning once more as he talks to their Militia recruiter. Their numbers have been swelling these recent months and now they aren't just recruiting from former spec ops but also just your average infantrymen and even some civilians. It's not because they are desperate for new members mind you, it is just for the sake of practicality, having former tier 1 and 2 special forces doing menial work such as logistics and maintaining their base, it's much more efficient if all those jobs are relegated to less skilled personnel.
With this, members that know what to do will have more jobs that they'll do befitting of their skill. But because joining the Militia have certain standards that must be met, and the former green berets with them were tasked to train the new recruit, eventually Alejandro seeing something to improve the organization as a whole saw fit that all of the Militia should train more.
Normal civilians will be trained by Rangers, normal soldiers will be retrained by the green berets and seals, and The Rangers and green berets will be trained by delta and team 6, with the I.S.A. Training delta and team 6.
It was a sound move by him. Often waiting for a new skill from the military isn't going to be enough to meet recruitment standards, training their in house skills to suit their needs will be more time effective.
Mark himself was trained by his former Delta comrades, the moment he was back in U.S soil, he was subjected into brutal training by them being given a condensed version of the 7 week course training and somehow he made it through. He isn't confident that he is comparable in training with delta yet but he can confidently say he is approaching it.
Jessica who was sitting all day with her butts glued watching the monitor almost 24/7 got bored and approached Mark to teach her how to use a gun, saying while they are in their recruitment season there isn't anything wrong with training herself while the whole Militia is training for convenience sake. Mark, hearing such a request, refused her. He was with her Monts too long with the both of them always together in Mexico he wants some privacy. Jessica understands of course and approached Alejandro to help her find someone to train her and Alejandro the prick he is just picks Mark again even after she told him that Mark refused her.
He cited: "The organization stomach and mind should work together after all," using logic such as increasing the cooperation between the two of them. While laughing towards Mark as he trained Jessica with the best of his ability.
"Oh, please don't be such a baby, how do you think I felt to be always paired up with you!" She replied with ice while pointing at him. Their size difference made it failed for her to intimidate him. Mark swept away his hand, and pressed her hand so hard that she yelped in pain. "What the fuck was that for!"
"You're annoying Jessica, " he replied curtly and left her who was still cooing her hand, to work on more weapons shipment plans.
"Hey!" She screamed, "Get back here you coward!!!" She ran up to him with an intent to kill.
And that's how the Militia spent their months before the impeachment, training and betting when will the to of them fuck each other.
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Covid arc is going to be wild next chapter
This is mostly filler/mini training arc
Also, WTF AMERICA DID YOU GUYS JUST MAKE YOUR PRESIDENT ABOVE THE LAW??!!!!
ARE YOU GUYS STUPID!!!!???
I'm pro American and all but this so stupid