The void of Naruko's unconsciousness was ruptured by the vivid echo of a memory—an event burned into her very soul.
She saw herself as a young girl, no older than eight, standing amidst the aftermath of a battle against the Chaos Space Marines. The ground was scorched, littered with the broken remains of war. Smoke filled the air, and the tang of blood and death was omnipresent. Naruko's small frame was tense, fists clenched at her sides, her fiery determination tempered by grief and rage.
Before her, Inquisitor Thrax, a grim and imposing Black Templar, led her father away. Thrax's voice, cold and authoritative, rang out.
"Captain, you are hereby detained under suspicion of heresy. Cooperation will ensure a swift investigation."
Her father, a towering figure of discipline and strength, glanced back at her, his expression unreadable. His face, usually stern, softened for the briefest moment. Naruko's young heart ached as she screamed, her voice raw with desperation.
"Father! Don't go! Please!"
He paused, his steel-blue eyes locking with hers, and spoke in a tone she had never heard before—gentle, almost tender.
"Do not worry, daughter. Be strong."
The word "daughter" struck her like a hammer. He had always referred to her as "child," a term of formality, a distance she had felt her entire life. Now, for the first time, he acknowledged her in a way that made her feel seen, loved. Tears welled in her eyes, unbidden, as she watched him nod to her, stepping into the Thunderhawk without resistance.
The ramp closed with a mechanical hiss, sealing him away. Naruko's cries echoed across the battlefield as the gunship lifted off, carrying him into the void.
Present Day
Naruko's eyes shot open, her breath ragged as the dream-memory dissipated. Her chest heaved, the phantom pain of the Swarmlord's blade still haunting her as she sat up abruptly. She blinked, disoriented, and took in her surroundings.
She was in an unfamiliar room, sparsely decorated, sterile, and cold. The pale light from a ceiling lamp illuminated her body, and she noticed immediately that she was naked, save for bandages wrapping parts of her torso. Her gaze traveled to the faint scar on her chest—a jagged reminder of the battle with the Tyranids.
Naruko swung her legs over the edge of the bed, testing her strength. Her muscles felt weaker than usual, but her resolve burned brighter than ever. Instinctively, she tried to summon her inventory seals, but nothing happened.
Panic surged through her. My chakra... it's gone? No, not gone—sealed.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a door clicking open. She turned sharply, her crimson eyes narrowing as a figure stepped inside.
It was a fair-skinned woman, with shoulder-length jet-black hair and calm, onyx eyes. She wore a bluish-black kimono, her demeanor professional yet warm. The woman stopped short, her gaze locking with Naruko's. Her expression shifted from relief to surprise.
"You're awake. I'm so glad to see—"
Before the woman could finish, Naruko moved. In a blur of speed, she crossed the distance between them, her hand snapping out to grab the woman by the neck with a grip of iron.
The woman gasped, her hands clawing at Naruko's unyielding fingers. Her feet dangled inches off the floor as Naruko pushed her against the wall, the impact cracking the plaster.
"Where am I?" Naruko demanded, her voice a low, guttural growl.
The woman's eyes widened in fear as she choked out a response. "Y-you're... safe... Please..."
Naruko's lips curled into a snarl. She didn't trust this. She didn't trust her. Releasing the woman slightly, she dropped her to the floor, leaving her to gasp for air. Without wasting a moment, Naruko stepped into the hallway, her bare feet silent against the cold tiles.
Her keen senses picked up on movement nearby. A nurse appeared at the far end of the corridor, her face a mask of shock and horror as she took in the scene.
The nurse's hand darted to an alarm panel, pressing it. A shrill siren blared through the building, the sound grating against Naruko's ears.
Naruko cursed under her breath. She had no time for this. Darting forward with speed that defied human capability, she blurred past the nurse, who could only gape in terror as Naruko vanished down the hallway.
She moved instinctively, her mind racing. Where am I? she wondered again. The presence of chakra-users, the faint aura of familiarity she couldn't quite place—it all gnawed at her. But for now, her priority was simple: escape.
Naruko pushed through a set of double doors, emerging into a large atrium. Medical staff scrambled around her, their voices shouting warnings and orders. Naruko ignored them, her focus zeroed in on finding an exit.
As she scanned the area, her thoughts returned to the memory she had just relived. The loss of her father, the betrayal of her trust, and the sheer injustice of her life so far fueled her anger. Whatever this place was, she would find her way out—and woe to anyone who tried to stop her.
A Few Minutes Earlier, Outside the Hospital
Kushina stood at the entrance of the hospital with Minato and Jiraiya, her fiery red hair slightly disheveled from the ongoing tension. They were in the middle of a heated discussion about the aftermath of the Tyranid invasion.
"These monsters... they decimated entire platoons," Jiraiya said grimly, crossing his arms. "Even shinobi with years of experience were helpless."
Kushina's fists clenched at her sides, her nails biting into her palms. "We've lost too many. And now the council is demanding answers about Naruko. They somehow know... that she's my daughter."
Minato exhaled sharply, his expression darkening. "It has to be Danzo. One of his Root agents must have been spying on us. He's always meddling, always looking for leverage."
Jiraiya nodded grimly. "Danzo's not the kind to waste an opportunity like this. But Naruko fought those creatures, and from what I've heard, she didn't just hold her own. She wiped out threats even the ANBU couldn't handle. That's bound to raise questions."
Kushina looked toward the hospital, her eyes softening. "I just want to see her. And Mikoto too. She was injured in the attack. At least Sasuke's been staying by her side."
Before Minato could reply, the piercing sound of the hospital's alarm blared, shattering the uneasy calm.
All three turned toward the building in alarm.
"What's going on?" Jiraiya asked, his voice tense.
Inside the Hospital, Moments Earlier
Sasuke was leaving his mother's room, a rare moment of relief washing over him. Mikoto was healing, and though she was weak, she was stable. Sasuke wasn't one to express his emotions easily, but seeing her safe brought a weight off his shoulders.
Unfortunately, Kiba had decided to accompany him, much to Sasuke's dismay.
"Why are you still here?" Sasuke asked, irritation lacing his tone.
"Hey, don't be like that," Kiba said with a smirk. "I'm just here to make sure everything's good. You know, because I'm the alpha."
Sasuke groaned, quickening his pace to leave Kiba behind.
Before Kiba could launch into another one of his self-proclaimed alpha rants, the alarm blared through the hospital. Both boys froze, their heads snapping toward the source of the noise.
"What's going on?" Sasuke muttered.
Kiba cracked his knuckles, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Sounds like trouble. Don't worry, I've got this. Stay back and let the alpha handle it."
Sasuke rolled his eyes but followed cautiously, his instincts telling him something was wrong.
They turned a corner and stopped dead in their tracks.
Naruko stood amidst the wreckage of several walls, her body illuminated by the dim hospital lights. She was completely naked, her toned, muscular frame a stark contrast to the chaos around her.
Sasuke's face turned bright red as his eyes trailed over her form. He tried to look away but couldn't stop himself from noticing her defined stomach, her curves, and her bust, which rivaled—or exceeded—Tsunade's.
Kiba, on the other hand, had no shame. His grin widened as he stepped forward. "Whoa! Look at her! Forget being an alpha—I'd follow her anywhere!"
Before Sasuke could stop him, Kiba approached Naruko with a cocky swagger. "Hey, blondie! Need some help? Don't worry, I'm—"
Naruko's eyes snapped to him, crimson and cold. Before Kiba could finish, she grabbed a nearby cart and hurled it at him with such force that it sent him spiraling out the window along with the cart.
Sasuke blinked, momentarily stunned by how easily she dispatched Kiba.
"H-Holy shit..." he muttered.
Naruko turned her gaze to Sasuke, her crimson eyes locking onto him with a predatory intensity. Sasuke felt a chill run down his spine. Those eyes... they reminded him of Itachi's the night of the massacre—cold, unyielding, and filled with an overwhelming presence.
Before Sasuke could move, Naruko dashed forward with inhuman speed. She raised her leg for a high kick, and Sasuke barely dodged, falling back onto the floor as her attack shattered the wall behind him.
He looked up, his face red as he caught a glimpse of her raised leg, revealing her lower region. His eyes darted away, but his mind was racing.
When he looked back at her face, he froze in fear. The cold, calculating look in her eyes left him paralyzed.
Naruko raised her leg high again, preparing an axe kick that would have crushed Sasuke where he sat, but a yellow flash appeared between them.
Minato stood there, his hand raised to block her strike. Naruko froze, her body tense as she stared at the man in front of her.
Her sharp mind quickly analyzed the situation. He had appeared out of nowhere—teleportation. Her instincts told her that this man was dangerous, but she also realized she might have a small advantage if she could catch him off guard.
However, this wasn't the place for a confrontation.
Naruko stepped back, her eyes narrowing as she calculated her next move. Without warning, she turned and dashed away, smashing through more walls of the hospital. In mere moments, she broke through the outer wall and leaped onto the rooftop of a nearby building.
On the Rooftops
Naruko crouched low on the rooftop, scanning her surroundings. The village stretched out before her, its layout unfamiliar. The chaos of the hospital alarms faded into the distance as she steadied her breathing.
She couldn't feel her chakra. Whatever had been done to her had sealed it away, leaving her cut off from Kurama. Yet, despite that, her enhanced physique gave her a significant edge. She felt the lingering traces of the fox within her, granting her strength, agility, and speed.
Naruko began to move, jumping from rooftop to rooftop with incredible speed and grace. Each leap carried her further from the hospital as she tried to put as much distance between herself and her pursuers as possible.
Her mind raced as she pieced together her situation. She was in a village—one that felt vaguely familiar, though she couldn't place why. Without her chakra or Kurama's guidance, she was effectively on her own.
But that didn't matter. She had survived worse.
As she continued her escape, she vowed to analyze everything once she was safe. For now, she needed to stay ahead of whoever was chasing her.
Back Inside the Hospital
Kushina sprinted down the hallway, her heart pounding in her chest. She came to an abrupt stop when she saw Shizune lying unconscious on the floor, a web of cracks spidering out across the wall beside her.
"Shizune!" Kushina called out, kneeling to check her pulse. She sighed in relief when she felt the steady rhythm beneath her fingers. "She's alright..."
A flurry of footsteps echoed behind her as Tsunade arrived with several nurses in tow. The Hokage barked orders, her sharp voice slicing through the chaos. "Get her on a stretcher and into a recovery room—now!"
The nurses moved quickly, carefully lifting Shizune as Tsunade examined the damage to the wall. Her jaw tightened, irritation clear on her face.
Minato appeared next, Sasuke beside him. Kushina immediately stood, her fiery red hair swishing as she turned to them. "Minato! What happened?"
Before Minato could respond, Sasuke hesitated, his face still flushed and his movements stiff. "It... it was that girl. She's the one who did this."
Kushina blinked. "That girl? Naruko?"
Minato nodded, his voice calm but laced with tension. "She's the one. Sasuke, that girl is... my daughter. Our daughter."
The color drained from Sasuke's face. "She's... your daughter? The Hokage's and Kushina's daughter?" His mind reeled at the revelation, a million thoughts racing through his head. The first, of course, was how beautiful Naruko was, but he quickly shoved that thought away before it could get him into trouble.
Tsunade's frustration broke through the awkward moment. "How is she causing this much chaos if her chakra is sealed off?"
Sasuke rubbed the back of his neck, clearly still trying to process everything. "It... it didn't look like her chakra was sealed. She threw a hospital cart at Kiba so hard it sent him flying out of the building like a ragdoll. Pretty sure his bones are broken."
Tsunade pinched the bridge of her nose, muttering under her breath. "Great. So now we have a naked, ridiculously strong girl running loose in the village. That's just what we need."
Kushina's jaw dropped. "Wait, naked?!" Her gaze snapped to Sasuke, eyes narrowing dangerously. "Sasuke, tell me right now—did your Sharingan imprint my daughter's naked body into your brain?"
The Uchiha heir froze, his face turning as red as Kushina's hair. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he stammered, "N-no! I—I mean, yes, but not on purpose!"
Kushina glared, her intimidating presence practically making the air around Sasuke vibrate.
Finally, she sighed heavily, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Well, at least it's just you and not that perverted idiot Kiba."
Sasuke mentally sighed in relief but couldn't help feeling confused by Kushina's sudden calmness. That was until he noticed the steely, murderous gaze of Minato.
The Hokage leaned down slightly, whispering in a voice so cold it could freeze fire. "Sasuke, if you even think of anything lewd about my daughter, I will personally ensure you never have the chance to pass on the Uchiha name. Do I make myself clear?"
Sasuke swallowed hard, his blush deepening as he nodded vigorously. "Crystal clear, Hokage-sama."
Inside, he was utterly terrified. The Fourth Hokage's calm demeanor was far more menacing than any of Kushina's fiery outbursts.
Tsunade crossed her arms, glaring at all of them. "Well? Stop standing around and do something! We need to contain Naruko before this gets even more out of hand. Kushina, Minato—you two should handle this before she tears half the village apart."
Kushina and Minato nodded in unison, both already formulating a plan.
As they left, Sasuke lingered, still trying to wrap his head around the fact that the stunningly powerful—and naked—girl he had seen was the Hokage's daughter. One thing was certain: he was never going to live this down.
Hokage's Office – A Few Hours Later
Minato sat at his desk, his hands clasped tightly together as he stared down at a map of the village. His expression was grim, the weight of the situation evident in the tense line of his jaw. He had dispatched Captain Yamato and a squad of ANBU to locate Naruko hours ago, but there had been no word since.
The tension in the room grew as the clan heads and Konoha 11 gathered around, each person exchanging concerned glances. Once everyone had arrived, Minato rose to address the room, his voice steady but burdened.
"Thank you all for coming. I wish it were under better circumstances, but we're facing an unprecedented situation." Minato began, taking a deep breath before continuing. "As many of you know, during the attack, we were faced with monsters unlike anything we've ever seen. These creatures weren't from our world—they came through a portal I accidentally opened to another dimension while experimenting with a sealing technique."
Gasps rippled through the room, followed by murmurings of shock and disbelief.
The Elders, predictably, were outraged. Koharu's voice rose first. "Hokage-sama, how could you be so careless as to meddle with powers you didn't understand? You've endangered all of Konoha!"
Danzo, ever opportunistic, folded his arms and added coldly, "Your emotions have clouded your judgment, Hokage. Your actions have brought disaster to this village. Perhaps it's time we reconsider your—"
"Shut up," Kushina snapped, cutting him off with a fiery glare and flipping him off without hesitation. "This isn't the time for your self-serving bullshit, Danzo. If you're not going to help, stay quiet!"
Danzo glared at her but said nothing further.
Minato held up a hand to regain control of the room. "Enough. We don't have time for petty arguments. What's done is done, and now we have to deal with the consequences. One of those consequences... is Naruko Uzumaki."
The room fell silent, the name hanging in the air like a thunderclap.
Shikaku raised an eyebrow. "Naruko Uzumaki? Hokage-sama, who is she?"
Minato's gaze swept over the room, pausing briefly on each person. "She's... my daughter. My and Kushina's daughter."
The silence that followed was deafening.
Choza broke it first, his voice filled with disbelief. "Your daughter? But how—?"
Kushina stepped forward, her tone heavy with emotion. "On October 10th, when Minato sealed the Nine-Tails, a mysterious light appeared and took Naruko from us. We've spent years trying to find her, trying to bring her back. But in our desperation to reopen that portal, we accidentally unleashed those monsters."
A few heads turned to one another, trying to process the revelation.
Minato continued. "Naruko is not only my daughter but also the one who defeated the monsters during the attack. She fought them all single-handedly... but her methods were..." He hesitated, searching for the right words.
"Brutal," one of the Jonin muttered grimly.
Inoichi nodded reluctantly. "I saw her during the battle. I don't know what kind of world she's been living in, but the way she fought... she's more terrifying than the monsters themselves."
Kushina flinched at the words, her worry deepening. "We don't know how Naruko was raised or what she's been through in that other world. But we do know she's dangerous, and she's on the run."
Shikamaru, leaning lazily against the wall but with sharp intelligence in his eyes, spoke up. "How exactly are we planning to deal with her? If she's as strong as you're saying, this could get... troublesome."
Minato sighed, rubbing his temples. "I don't know. Her chakra is sealed off, but even without it, she has strength that could rival Tsunade's. She's unpredictable, and that makes her dangerous."
Shikamaru groaned, his usual complaint slipping out. "What a drag."
Suddenly, the doors burst open, and Yugao staggered inside. Her ANBU mask was cracked, and her armor was battered. She was breathing heavily, her face pale as she leaned against the doorframe for support.
Kushina rushed to her side, alarmed. "Yugao! What happened? Are you okay?"
Yugao shook her head weakly, her voice strained. "Naruko Uzumaki... is a monster." She paused to take a labored breath. "She killed the entire ANBU squad... with her bare hands. She ripped Captain Yamato's arms off."
The room erupted into chaos.
"What?!"
"She killed them all?"
"That's impossible!"
The horror etched on Yugao's face silenced the room. "I've never seen anything like it. Her chakra was sealed, but it didn't matter. She was... unstoppable."
Kushina's hands trembled as she clutched Yugao's shoulders, her voice barely a whisper. "Oh, Naruko... what kind of life did you have to live in that world?"
Minato's expression was grim, his mind racing. The situation had gone from bad to worse. His daughter was out there, a force of destruction, and every second they wasted increased the risk to the village.
He turned to the room, his voice resolute. "We will find her, and we will bring her back. But this is no ordinary mission. Proceed with caution—Naruko is not someone to underestimate."
The council, clan heads, and Konoha 11 exchanged uneasy glances. They were no longer just searching for a missing girl. They were hunting a living weapon.
The Forest Outside Konoha – Hours Later
Naruko dashed through the dense forest, her bare feet pounding against the forest floor. Her breath was steady despite the strain, her body moving with an almost unnatural grace. Blood splattered across her skin—a mixture of her enemies' and her own—from the relentless battles she had fought to escape. Her mind replayed the earlier skirmish with the masked shinobi, particularly the one with the ability to manipulate wood.
She had ripped his arms clean off, the act instinctual and almost automatic. Something about his technique had insulted her deeply, though she couldn't quite place why. It was weak, laughable compared to the power she had seen and wielded in the other world. The memory only fueled her frustration.
Naruko growled under her breath, her hands clenching into fists as she leaped over a fallen tree. "Damn it... They've sealed my chakra," she muttered, her voice laced with anger and determination. "Kurama... I can't hear you. What did they do to us?"
Her bond with Kurama felt muted, as if a wall had been placed between them. She had relied on his strength, his guidance, and his presence for so long that the silence now felt suffocating. But even without her chakra, her body was still enhanced—hardened by years of survival and battles in a world that knew no mercy.
She skidded to a halt at the edge of a clearing, crouching low as she scanned her surroundings. I need to figure out how to break this seal. Without Kurama, I'm fighting at half my strength. Her sharp eyes darted through the forest. No pursuers yet. She would have to keep moving.
Elsewhere in the Forest
Sasuke was among the Konoha 11 who had been dispatched to track Naruko. Minato's orders had been clear: they were to locate her, assess the situation, and report back immediately. Engaging her directly was a last resort.
The group had split up, each shinobi taking a sector of the forest to search. Sasuke leaped from branch to branch, his Sharingan scanning for any sign of movement. The forest was unnervingly quiet, save for the rustling of leaves and the occasional call of a bird.
As he approached a clearing, a faint splash of water caught his attention. He paused on a high branch, his body still as he listened carefully. Another splash—this time closer. Turning toward the source of the sound, he silently approached, weaving through the trees until he came to the edge of a small, secluded lake.
At first, he saw nothing. The surface of the lake rippled gently, reflecting the moonlight above. He was about to move on when something burst from the water.
Naruko.
She emerged from the lake in one fluid motion, her movements graceful and powerful. Water cascaded down her body, glistening in the pale light. Sasuke's eyes widened, his cheeks flushing as he took in the sight before him.
Her toned stomach, the curve of her hips, the strength in her arms and legs, thicc thighs and the fullness of her chest—everything about her was a testament to the life she had lived, her body honed into a perfect blend of power and beauty. He swallowed hard as his gaze lingered longer than it should have, unable to tear his eyes away.
Then, her head snapped toward him.
Naruko froze, her piercing eyes locking onto Sasuke's. He felt a chill run down his spine as her expression darkened, her gaze sharp and predatory. Before he could react, she moved.
With a flick of her wrist, Naruko hurled a rock in his direction. The projectile tore through a tree trunk with a deafening crack, leaving behind a smoking hole where the tree had once stood. Sasuke ducked, the wind from the rock's trajectory whipping past his face.
"Shit," he muttered, realizing too late that the attack had been a distraction.
When he turned back, she was already there.
Naruko's face was inches from his, her eyes glowing red with slit pupils—feral and full of murderous intent. Her breath was steady, her movements silent as a predator stalking its prey. Sasuke's Sharingan activated on reflex, but even with his enhanced perception, he felt frozen in place.
"Y-You..." he stammered, his voice barely a whisper.
Naruko tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a snarl. "You shouldn't have followed me."
Before Sasuke could react, her hand shot toward his throat. He barely managed to roll backward, landing on a lower branch with a thud. His heart pounded as he looked up at her, standing tall and menacing on the branch above.
This wasn't a girl. This was a warrior, a predator—and she was hunting him.
To be continued...
Hey guys hope you enjoy this chapter, also seeing Naruko will deal with shinobi forces even with chakra sealed off she is a super soldier.