Dear Mr/s Plagiarist,

If I see someone using my story on any online platform (Youtube/Wattapad/Translation etc) I will file a DMCA report. Just because it's a fanfiction, doesn't mean I can't do anything about it. Oh, I can as I have. Don't ask me for permission because I will not give it anyway.

Dear Mr/s Plagiarist, I have issued one against your video already. They said they'll sent a warning soon. I hope you remove it before your channel gets taken down. I have seen you using other writers' work too. Maybe they don't care— but I do. I don't care if "some people prefer listening over reading" or credits. Just don't steal my stories— I am fed up.

If you want so bad to make videos, then don't you have any imagination? Why do you steal other people's work instead of coming up with your own ideas?

If I see another of my story as a video, I will report your channel entirely.

Keep that in mind.

Drama In The Forest Of Death

Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura leaped from tree to tree, the thick canopy of the Forest of Death barely allowing any sunlight to seep through. The forest was alive with the sounds of distant rustlings and the occasional, unsettling screech of unknown creatures. Each leap was calculated, with Sasuke leading the way, his Sharingan scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger or opportunity. Sakura followed closely behind, her eyes sharp and alert, while Naruto trailed, her robotic movements perfectly in sync with the natural flow of the forest.

"Why aren't we looking for a scroll?" Naruto suddenly asked, her voice carrying an almost mechanical curiosity. Her bright blue eyes were wide as she looked over at Sasuke, her brow furrowing slightly.

Sasuke didn't pause in his movements but replied in his usual, calm tone. "We'll eventually encounter a team that wants to take our scroll. When that happens, we'll exploit their desire and take theirs instead. It's easier to let the prey come to us than waste energy hunting."

Naruto formed an 'O' with her mouth, processing his logic with a slow nod. "So… we are the bait?"

Sasuke smirked slightly. "Exactly."

Sakura glanced at Naruto, her expression softening. "Let's stay close, Naruto. We've got this."

Naruto blinked, her attention suddenly drawn to the ground below as they landed on a thick branch. "Are you lost?" she asked, tilting her head in an almost childlike manner, though her voice was eerily flat. "Did someone try to bury you alive?"

Sasuke and Sakura halted, sharing a puzzled glance. "Who are you talking to?" Sakura asked, her voice laced with confusion and a hint of concern.

Naruto pointed to a spot on the ground, her finger unwavering. "There's a girl… eh… ninja buried under that ground," she explained, her tone as if stating a simple fact. "She's smiling. Now she's licking her lips—mud and all."

Sakura's nose wrinkled in disgust. "Ew, that's so gross! Are you sure you're seeing this right?"

Naruto's expression remained unchanged, robotic and serious. "Yes. It's nasty."

Sasuke's eyes widened in sudden realization, his body tensing. "It's a trap—!"

Before they could react, the ground erupted in a violent explosion of dirt and debris. The force of the blast sent shards of earth flying, and from the chaos, a gigantic snake, with scales glistening and eyes filled with malevolent intent, shot out. The beast moved with terrifying speed, its gaping maw opened wide as it lunged directly at Naruto.

"Dattebayo?!" Naruto barely had time to register what was happening before the snake swallowed her whole in one swift motion, its body coiling and slithering away with her trapped inside.

Sakura's scream caught in her throat, her eyes wide with horror. "Naruto!" She reached out as if she could somehow pull her friend back from the jaws of the monstrous creature, but it was too late.

Sasuke stood frozen, his Sharingan blazing as he tried to process what had just happened. 'She was just there… and now…' His mind raced, but the sudden, overwhelming surge of killing intent stopped him cold.

The atmosphere around them grew heavy, the very air thick with a suffocating malice. Sasuke and Sakura could feel it pressing down on them, immobilizing their limbs and clouding their thoughts with dread. It was a presence so dark and oppressive that it threatened to crush their spirits completely.

Emerging from the shadows, an older 'girl' with an unsettling serpentine appearance stepped into the light. She wore a Leaf headband, but her twisted grin and snake-like features betrayed a sinister intent. Her eyes glinted with malevolence, and her lips curled into a cruel smile as she observed Sasuke and Sakura's paralyzed forms.

"Now, now," she purred, her voice dripping with mockery. "What's this? You look like you've seen a ghost." She took a slow, deliberate step closer, her gaze fixated on them with predatory glee. "Or maybe… something much worse."

Ū—Ū

Naruto found herself inside the stomach of the snake, and immediately, the acrid stench hit her like a wall. The thick, slimy walls of the creature's insides pulsed around her, coated in digestive fluids that sizzled against her frilly black dress. Naruto's nose wrinkled in disgust as she assessed her surroundings, her glowing sapphire eyes narrowing in determination. The white-haired kunoichi was not one to be trapped by a mere snake—especially one that had the audacity to swallow her whole.

'This vile creature will regret the day it crossed paths with me,' she thought coldly, her robotic nature lending a terrifying calm to her thoughts. Without hesitation, she brought her hands together to form a hand seal.

"Shadow Clone Jutsu," Naruto intoned, her voice steady and emotionless.

In an instant, the cramped, revolting space was filled with hundreds of Naruto clones, each an exact replica of the original. The sheer number of them caused the snake's stomach to stretch and bulge unnaturally. The clones pushed against the walls of the snake's body, exerting more and more pressure until—

BOOM!

The snake exploded from the inside out, its massive body bursting apart in a grotesque display of scales, blood, and entrails. Naruto and her clones emerged from the mess, landing gracefully on the forest floor, her frilly black dress miraculously clean despite the chaos. The snake had learned its lesson too late—never swallow Naruto Uzumaki.

"Ew," Naruto muttered, wiping a nonexistent speck of dirt from her long black gloves. "That was… unpleasant." Her tone was flat, devoid of the revulsion most would have felt, yet there was a certain edge to her voice that suggested she found the whole experience utterly beneath her. 'No time to think about it,' she reminded herself, her gaze shifting toward the direction where Sasuke and Sakura were battling. She had business to attend to.

But as Naruto prepared to dash off, her keen ears picked up a distant sound—a scream, shrill and panicked. She tilted her head to the side, pondering her next move. Should she help? Sasuke and Sakura could handle themselves for a few minutes. After all, they were quite capable, though neither would admit it.

'Bastard and Sakura can wait,' Naruto decided with robotic detachment. 'This seems more interesting.'

Following the sound of the scream, Naruto sprinted through the dense forest, her high heels clicking rhythmically against the tree branches as she leaped from one to the next with inhuman precision. Her glowing sapphire eyes scanned the area until she spotted the source of the distress: a girl with striking red hair, red eyes, and red glasses was desperately fleeing from an enormous bear, its teeth bared and claws ready to tear into her.

Naruto's lips curled into a small, amused smile, the expression oddly out of place on her otherwise expressionless face. 'How interesting,' she mused as she watched the girl trip and fall, her scream echoing through the forest. The bear was almost upon her when Naruto intervened.

With a swift and graceful movement, Naruto landed between the girl and the bear, her dress fluttering dramatically around her. The bear growled, momentarily startled by the sudden appearance of this strange, robotic-looking girl. Naruto, however, remained completely unfazed.

"Shoo," she commanded in a flat, authoritative tone, waving her gloved hand dismissively at the bear. "You are beneath my class, mutt."

The bear roared in response, lunging at her with its massive jaws open wide. Naruto's reaction was almost instantaneous; she sidestepped the attack with effortless grace, her movements fluid and precise. In one swift motion, she delivered a devastating kick to the bear's side, sending it crashing into a nearby tree with a thunderous impact.

The bear groaned and slumped to the ground, unconscious but alive. Naruto regarded it with mild interest before turning her attention to the girl who was still sprawled on the forest floor, trembling in fear.

"You should be grateful," Naruto stated with robotic arrogance, her voice monotone yet filled with a strange sense of pride. "For I, the future Hokage—Naruto Uzumaki, have saved you."

The red-haired girl stared up at Naruto in shock, her eyes wide behind her red-framed glasses. She struggled to find her voice. "Wait!" she finally gasped, pushing herself up onto her elbows. "An Uzumaki?! I am an Uzumaki too!"

Naruto blinked, her head tilting slightly in confusion. "Ih?" she voiced her bewilderment in a robotic tone. This information didn't quite compute. 'Is it true, Bitch?' she asked internally, seeking confirmation from her AI companion.

-Affirmative. The girl is indeed an Uzumaki, like you,- Bitch confirmed, her voice cool and analytical.

Naruto's glowing sapphire eyes narrowed slightly as she assessed the girl before her. "What's your name?" she asked, her voice still devoid of warmth.

"Karin Uzumaki!" the girl declared, her voice filled with a mix of happiness and relief.

"Karin… hmm…" Naruto repeated the name, rolling it around in her mind. "Are there others like you?"

Karin's expression fell, a shadow passing over her face. "...no," she replied quietly, her voice tinged with sadness.

Naruto's sharp eyes noticed several bite marks scattered across Karin's body. The wounds looked fresh, as if they had only recently been inflicted. She would have questioned it further, but Bitch provided an explanation before she could ask.

-It appears she is used as a healing medic by her superiors,- Bitch elaborated clinically. -The bite marks indicate that others regularly draw chakra from her body to heal their injuries.-

'Huh?' Naruto blinked, her mind processing the information. She felt a strange sensation—a flicker of something unfamiliar. Was it… sympathy? Anger? She couldn't quite place it, but she knew one thing: this girl didn't deserve to be treated like that.

"Dattebayo," Naruto nodded furiously, her determination solidifying. "You are coming with me, cousin."

"Wha—ugh…!" Karin barely had time to protest as Naruto unceremoniously picked her up, slinging her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Karin's face went pale as she dangled there, her glasses askew. "Oh fuck!" she yelped, her voice muffled by the awkward position.

Naruto, completely unbothered, began to leap from tree to tree, her pace as steady and relentless as before. "You'll love it in Konoha," she stated matter-of-factly, her voice carrying over the wind. "But first, we have some reptilian butts to kick. Dattebayo"

Ū—Ū

Orochimaru's cold, calculating mind raced as he stalked through the dense trees of the Forest of Death, his serpentine eyes gleaming with malicious intent. He had donned the disguise of a 'girl'—a young, seemingly innocuous participant in the Chunin Exams, complete with soft, feminine features and a deceptively gentle smile. But beneath this mask of innocence lay the ruthless ambitions of a legendary shinobi, whose desires went far beyond simple victory in these trials.

Today, Orochimaru had only one goal in mind: to test the limits of Sasuke Uchiha, his potential future vessel, and to plant the seeds of darkness within him. But he knew there was a major obstacle in his path—Naruto Uzumaki, the enigma wrapped in a frilly black dress, who had somehow ascended to Kage level without even tapping into the fearsome power of the Nine-Tails. Kabuto's intelligence had been clear: Naruto was not to be underestimated. She was potentially stronger than Tobirama, and almost on par with Hashirama. Orochimaru was strong, really strong, but even he knew when brute strength would not win him a fight.

And yet, there were weaknesses in Naruto's current form—weaknesses that Orochimaru had every intention of exploiting.

He mentally listed them off, savoring each one like a fine delicacy:

1. Inability to hurt a Konoha shinobi with 2B's powers: This limitation could be her undoing. He could use it to his advantage if she mistook him for an ally.

2. Unparalleled stupidity: Her robotic mind might be advanced, but there was a certain childlike naivety and arrogance that Orochimaru could manipulate with ease.

3. Naivety and arrogance: These traits would make her easy to fool, especially if he played on her sense of loyalty to the Leaf Village.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Orochimaru approached Sasuke, who was frozen in place due to the intense killing intent. The boy was already formidable, but Orochimaru knew that Sasuke's true strength lay dormant, shackled by his fears and the shadow of his brother, Itachi. It was time to push him over the edge.

Orochimaru stepped forward, his disguised form blending seamlessly with the shadows of the forest. "Sasuke-kun," he called softly, his voice dripping with false kindness. "That was impressive, but..."

Sasuke glared at the speaker, his Sharingan eyes narrowing furiously. "Who are you?" he demanded, wiping a trickle of blood from his cheek.

Orochimaru gave a serene smile, the type that suggested she—no, he—meant no harm. "Someone who understands your pain," he replied smoothly. "Someone who knows what it's like to be powerless in the face of true strength."

Sasuke's expression darkened, and his fists clenched at his sides. The mention of powerlessness had hit a nerve. "What do you know about my pain?" he spat, his voice laced with anger.

"Oh, I know more than you think," Orochimaru purred, stepping closer. "I know how much you hate Itachi—how much you want to kill him, to make him suffer for what he did to your clan. But you and I both know the truth, Sasuke-kun. You're not strong enough. Not yet."

Sasuke's eyes flashed dangerously, but he didn't move. Orochimaru could see the turmoil within him—the doubt, the fear, the desperate desire for power.

"You need strength, Sasuke-kun," Orochimaru continued, his voice like silk, wrapping around Sasuke's mind and squeezing. "Strength beyond what you can achieve through training alone. I can give you that power. The power to defeat Itachi. The power to avenge your clan."

For a moment, Sasuke hesitated. The words were intoxicating, playing to his deepest desires. Orochimaru could see it in his eyes—the yearning, the flicker of hope.

"And all you have to do," Orochimaru said, his voice dropping to a whisper, "is accept my gift."

With that, Orochimaru's neck extended grotesquely, his mouth opening wide to reveal razor-sharp fangs. Before Sasuke could react, Orochimaru bit down on his neck, injecting his cursed seal into the boy's body.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura's scream pierced the air as she watched in horror.

"Gahh!" Sasuke gasped, his eyes widening in pain as the curse mark began to spread across his skin like wildfire.

Orochimaru smirked, retracting his neck and licking his lips with satisfaction. 'Done,' he thought triumphantly. 'Now, he better l—'

Before he could finish his thought, Orochimaru felt a sudden impact against his head, sending him staggering back. He blinked in surprise, looking up to see Naruto standing there, her foot still extended from the kick. On her shoulder was a red-haired girl who looked equally surprised by the sudden turn of events.

"Have fear, Naruto Uzumaki is here," Naruto declared with robotic enthusiasm, striking a dramatic pose that made her frilly black dress flare out around her. "Dattebayo."

Orochimaru's serpentine eyes narrowed as he quickly assessed the situation. Now, he needed to retreat. But first, he had to ensure that Naruto wouldn't interfere.

"Would you really attack a fellow Leaf Shinobi?" Orochimaru asked, his voice dripping with mock innocence as he tapped his forehead where the Leaf Village symbol was clearly visible on his headband.

Naruto froze, her glowing sapphire eyes narrowing as she tried to process this why she was unable to move. 'Bitch…?'

-It's authentic,- Bitch confirmed in her usual monotone voice. -She is indeed a Leaf Shinobi. I cannot let you use the powers of 2B to hurt a Leaf Shinobi in this exam.-

Naruto's body locked up, her muscles refusing to respond to her commands. 'Bitch… he hurt the Bastard…'

-I cannot let you use the powers of 2B to hurt a Leaf Shinobi in this exam. I can read your mind, you would gravely injure him - Bitch repeated, her voice unyielding.

'But look at the Bastard!'

-An Uchiha should suffer from time to time.

'That's so twisted! What idiot made you again?"

-Mito Uzumaki designed me while Tobirama-sama modified me.

Orochimaru took full advantage of Naruto's paralysis, his serpentine grin widening. With a swift motion, he vanished into the shadows, escaping the scene without a trace.

Naruto's body finally unfroze, and she cursed under her breath, her expression—or rather, lack thereof—showing her frustration. 'Damn you, Bitch.'

Naruto's glowing sapphire eyes remained fixed on Sasuke as he writhed in pain, his hand gripping the spot on his neck where Orochimaru had inflicted the cursed seal. His breaths came in ragged gasps, and his usually composed face was twisted in agony. It was a far cry from the cool, aloof demeanor he typically maintained. Even with her robotic nature, Naruto could sense the distress emanating from him, and it tugged at a part of her that was still very much human—her need to protect her teammates.

"Dattebayo," Naruto muttered, a hint of concern creeping into her otherwise mechanical tone. Kneeling beside Sasuke, she scanned his body for any immediate physical injuries she could treat. Medical ninjutsu wasn't exactly her forte, but she had picked up a few basics from Kakashi-sensei during their training. It was better than doing nothing, and seeing Sakura in tears wasn't exactly helping the situation.

"Naruto, do something!" Sakura's voice was laced with panic, her tears streaming down her cheeks as she clutched Sasuke's hand. "I can't bear to see him like this!"

Naruto gave a curt nod, her frilly black dress swaying slightly as she shifted into a more focused stance. With her long, gloved fingers hovering over Sasuke's cursed mark, she concentrated, trying to channel what little medical ninjutsu she knew. A faint green glow appeared around her hands as she attempted to ease his suffering, but the cursed seal's malevolent energy resisted her efforts.

Just then, a voice interrupted the tense moment. "You know, biting me would make him feel a whole lot better," chirped Karin, her red eyes gleaming with something that looked suspiciously like excitement.

Naruto glanced up at her, blinking in a robotic manner. "Huh? How does that work again?"

Sakura, still holding Sasuke's hand, whipped her head around to glare at Karin. "Who are you, and why would you say something like that?!"

Naruto, still kneeling by Sasuke's side, answered before Karin could respond. "She's my cousin."

"Wait, what?!" Sakura exclaimed, her eyes widening in disbelief as she looked between Naruto and Karin. The idea that Naruto—a person as bizarre as she was—had a cousin was almost too much for her to process.

"Yup!" Karin chimed in, flashing a toothy grin. "Karin Uzumaki, nice to meet ya! And trust me, letting him bite me will help. It's my special ability."

Sakura's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "And how exactly is biting you supposed to help Sasuke-kun?"

Karin's expression turned a bit more serious as she explained, "I'm a sensory-type ninja, but I also have a unique ability. My chakra has healing properties. When someone bites me, they can absorb my chakra, and it heals them almost instantly. It's why I have these…" She rolled up her sleeve to reveal numerous bite marks on her arm, each one a testament to her ability being used—likely in ways that were less than voluntary.

Naruto blinked, her robotic mind processing the information quickly. "So, you're like a walking first-aid kit?"

"Pretty much!" Karin replied cheerfully.

Sakura, however, wasn't convinced. She wasn't about to let some random girl start biting Sasuke—or worse, let Sasuke bite her! She shook her head vehemently. "No way! We don't even know her, Naruto! What if it's a trick?"

Naruto, ever the pragmatist, gave a robotic sigh. "Well, if you're against it, I can always perform emergency neck compression instead—"

Sakura froze, her mind flashing back to a previous mission when Naruto had used an extremely unconventional and…traumatic method to subdue some enemy shinobi. The memory made her shudder. She quickly backtracked, shaking her head. "No, no, that's okay! Karin, go ahead and help Sasuke-kun."

Karin wasted no time, eagerly offering her arm to Sasuke, who was still barely conscious. "Here, Sasuke-kun," she purred, holding her arm out to him. "Bite as hard as you need to."

Sasuke, too disoriented to question anything at this point, instinctively sank his teeth into Karin's arm. Immediately, a rush of chakra flooded his body, soothing the pain from the cursed seal. However, what neither he nor Sakura was prepared for was Karin's reaction.

"Oooh, yes! Harder!" Karin moaned, her voice echoing through the forest. She closed her eyes, shivering as if the experience was far more pleasurable than it had any right to be. "Ohhh, right there…!"

Naruto blinked again, tilting her head as she watched Karin's over-the-top reaction. "You're loud. Is that necessary?"

"Yes! Yes!" Karin responded—or rather, screamed—completely oblivious to how absurd the situation had become.

Sakura's face turned a shade of red that rivaled Karin's hair. She balled her fists, her knuckles cracking as her patience reached its limit. The sounds coming from Karin were nothing short of scandalous, and they reverberated throughout the Forest of Death, causing confusion and concern among the other examinees and even the proctors who were monitoring the exam from afar.

Nearby teams paused in their tracks, their ears catching the strange, suggestive moans that echoed through the trees. "What the hell is going on over there?" one shinobi whispered to his teammate, who looked equally bewildered.

In the meantime, Naruto remained utterly unfazed, her mechanical mind too focused on the task at hand to care about Karin's theatrics. However, when she noticed that Sasuke had stopped biting but Karin was still holding his head close to her arm, she raised an eyebrow. "Isn't he done?"

Sakura, fed up with Karin's antics, finally snapped. She lunged forward, her fist connecting with Karin's cheek in a clean, powerful punch that sent the red-haired girl flying several meters away. "That's enough!" Sakura yelled, her voice trembling with both fury and embarrassment.

Karin landed in a heap, clutching her face as she groaned. "Ow…that was unnecessary…"

Naruto stood up, her expression neutral as she observed the aftermath. She glanced at Sasuke, who was breathing more easily now, and then at Sakura, who was still fuming. With a robotic tilt of her head, she simply said, "Well, that was… something. Dattebayo."

Ū—Ū

Under the thick canopy of the Forest of Death, where the trees seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky, Team Seven had set up a makeshift camp. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and the faint rustle of leaves in the wind. It was an eerie place, with the darkness of the night only slightly pierced by the flickering light of their small campfire. The shadows danced around them as if the forest itself was alive, watching their every move.

Sasuke lay on a bed of leaves and grass, shivering with a high fever. His face was pale, and beads of sweat clung to his brow as he tossed and turned, clearly in pain. Sakura sat beside him, her expression one of deep concern. She gently dabbed at his forehead with a damp cloth, hoping to bring some relief to her teammate.

Naruto, on the other hand, sat cross-legged on the other side of the fire, her white hair glowing faintly in the firelight, her sapphire eyes reflecting the flames like twin jewels. She was wearing her usual outfit—a frilly black dress that somehow seemed both out of place and perfectly suited for her. Her black long gloves covered her arms up to the elbows, and her black high heels dug slightly into the soft earth beneath her.

Karin, sitting a little distance away from the fire, watched Naruto with a curious frown. The contrast between them was striking—Karin with her wild red hair, crimson eyes, and red glasses, and Naruto with her ethereal, almost otherworldly appearance. There was something unsettling about how different Naruto looked from the Uzumaki she knew herself to be.

"Hey, Naruto," Karin began, her voice cutting through the quiet of the night, "you don't look anything like an Uzumaki."

Naruto glanced at her, then returned her gaze to the fire. "It's… something unnatural, dattebayo," she said in her usual robotic tone, as if that was explanation enough.

Karin's frown deepened. That was hardly satisfying. She had so many questions, and she needed more than just a vague response. "Unnatural? What do you mean? Who are your parents?"

For a moment, Naruto was silent. Her glowing eyes seemed to dim slightly as she thought. Then, she shrugged. "The old man… the Sandaime Hokage, he gave me the Uzumaki name. He said one of my parents was an Uzumaki."

Karin stared at her, processing the information. It didn't make sense—no Uzumaki she had ever heard of looked like Naruto. And yet, there was no denying the feeling of kinship she felt, however small, with this strange girl.

Before Karin could press further, the sound of footsteps and rustling leaves caught their attention. Three figures emerged from the darkness, stepping into the circle of light cast by the campfire. They were unmistakably shinobi from the Sound Village, each wearing the distinct sound headband with the musical note symbol.

"Where's Sasuke Uchiha?" one of them demanded, his voice harsh and impatient.

Sakura froze, her eyes widening in fear. She instinctively moved closer to Sasuke, her hand hovering protectively over his feverish form. The atmosphere around the camp shifted, the air becoming tense and charged with the threat of violence.

Naruto stood up slowly, her movements deliberate and almost mechanical. She pointed at the sleeping Sasuke, her face expressionless. "He is asleep," she said, her tone flat. "Dattebayo."

The leader of the Sound Genin sneered, his eyes narrowing at Naruto. "We're here to fight him. We won't leave without a fight. And if you don't hand him over…" His gaze swept over the group, lingering on each of them. "We'll kill you all."

Naruto tilted her head to the side, her expression blank, but there was a flicker of something dangerous in her glowing eyes. How dare they come here and demand to fight Sasuke? How dare they ignore her? It was an affront to her pride, to her very existence. Did they not know who she was?

Her lips curved into a small, almost imperceptible smile. "You want to fight him," she said softly, her voice carrying a note of arrogance. "But I'm right here. How about you try me instead?"

The Sound Genin exchanged glances, clearly not taking her seriously. After all, she looked more like a doll dressed up for a tea party than a shinobi ready for battle. But they were about to learn a very harsh lesson.

"Fine," the leader said, cracking his knuckles. "We'll deal with you first, then finish off Uchiha."

Naruto's smiled as she took a step forward. "Dattebayo," she murmured, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone.

The leader barely had time to react before Naruto appeared right in front of him, her speed almost too fast to track. Her fist collided with his stomach, sending him flying backward into a tree with a sickening thud. He gasped for air, the wind knocked out of him, as he crumpled to the ground.

The second Sound Genin, a girl with short hair, launched a flurry of needles at Naruto, hoping to catch her off guard. But Naruto merely sidestepped them with ease, her movements fluid and precise. The needles sailed past her harmlessly, embedding themselves in the ground behind her.

"Is that all you've got?" Naruto asked, her tone almost bored.

Enraged, the girl formed a series of hand signs and unleashed her signature attack, Sound Wave. A high-pitched screech filled the air, distorting the very ground around them. The sound waves were powerful enough to shatter rocks and disorient enemies, but Naruto merely blinked, unfazed by the attack.

"Annoying," she muttered, before dashing towards the girl. In one swift motion, she delivered a spinning kick to the girl's side, sending her crashing into the campfire. The flames roared up as the girl screamed in pain, trying to scramble away from the heat.

The third Genin, a tall boy with bandages wrapped around his arms, hesitated. He had witnessed his teammates being taken down effortlessly and knew that he stood no chance. But his pride wouldn't let him back down.

With a roar, he charged at Naruto, his fists wrapped in chakra, intending to pummel her into submission. Naruto simply watched him approach, her expression unchanged. At the last moment, she sidestepped his punch, grabbed his arm, and flipped him over her shoulder with a surprising amount of strength, slamming him into the ground.

The boy groaned, trying to get up, but Naruto placed her heel on his back, pinning him down. "Give up," she said, her voice cold. "You're not worth my time."

Finally, the leader of the Sound Genin, still struggling to breathe, raised a hand in surrender. "We… we just want to fight him," he wheezed, his pride shattered. "Please… stop."

Naruto released the boy beneath her heel and stepped back, striking a cool pose as she looked down at the defeated Genin. "Dattebayo," she declared, her voice dripping with self-satisfaction.

An ominous, suffocating aura of killing intent suddenly enveloped the camp like a dark, heavy fog. It was as if the very air around them had thickened, turning icy and unwelcoming. Karin, who was sensitive to chakra in ways that others couldn't fathom, screamed in terror, clutching her head as if trying to block out the overwhelming sensation. Her face twisted in pain, eyes wide with fear, while she trembled uncontrollably.

Sakura, frozen in shock, could hardly believe what she was feeling. It was a pressure so intense, so vile, that it almost seemed to be choking the life out of her. Her hands instinctively clenched the fabric of her skirt, her heart pounding in her chest.

Naruto blinked, her glowing sapphire eyes narrowing slightly as she slowly turned around. The firelight danced eerily on her pale skin, casting flickering shadows across her face. There, standing just outside the tent, was Sasuke—though he looked nothing like the Sasuke she knew.

Sasuke's body was radiating a vile, disgusting chakra that twisted and curled around him like a living thing, almost as if the darkness itself was trying to consume him. His skin had taken on a sickly, grayish hue, and black markings—an intricate sealing array—crawled up from the base of his neck, spreading like wildfire across his face and down his arms. His eyes, once sharp and focused, were now wild and filled with a predatory hunger, his pupils dilated and feral.

"Bastard?" Naruto's voice, though robotic as ever, had a tinge of genuine confusion. "When did you get that new tattoo? Looks ugly. Dattebayo."

Sasuke ignored her, his gaze fixated on the Sound Genin who were now trembling, their earlier bravado shattered by the overwhelming power radiating from him. He stepped outside the tent, the black marks on his body pulsing like living veins of poison.

"Who are they?" Sasuke's voice was low, menacing—completely devoid of the usual arrogance, replaced with something much darker, much more dangerous.

Naruto tilted her head, her white hair shifting slightly. "Oh, they want to fight you," she replied casually, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

"Ho?" Sasuke smirked, a twisted, unsettling expression that made even Naruto blink in unease.

Without another word, Sasuke vanished, his speed almost inhuman as he appeared right in front of the leader of the Sound Genin. There was a brief, horrified expression on the Sound ninja's face before Sasuke's fist drove into his gut with such force that the sound of bones cracking filled the air. The boy crumpled to the ground, gasping for air, his eyes bulging in shock.

The other two barely had time to react before Sasuke was upon them, his movements a blur of violence. He grabbed the girl by the throat, lifting her effortlessly off the ground, and then slammed her into a nearby tree with a sickening crunch. The third tried to escape, fear evident in his eyes, but Sasuke caught him by the arm, twisting it with brutal force until the boy screamed in agony. With a savage grin, Sasuke kicked him in the chest, sending him flying across the clearing, his body tumbling lifelessly across the dirt.

Naruto stood still, watching with an unnerving calm as Sasuke ruthlessly dismantled the Sound Genin. She couldn't help but feel unnerved—something about this wasn't right. Sasuke had always been strong, but this was something else entirely. This wasn't strength; this was pure, unbridled savagery. Karin, on the other hand, was downright trembling in fear, her eyes wide and tearful as she watched Sasuke transform into something monstrous.

"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura's voice rang out, high-pitched and desperate as she ran toward him. Her arms wrapped around his torso from behind, her small frame clinging to him as if trying to anchor him back to reality. "Please, stop!"

For a moment, Sasuke froze, his body tense and shaking as the cursed seal fought against him. The black marks on his skin pulsed, the dark chakra flickering like a dying flame. Slowly, agonizingly, the cursed seal began to retract, the markings retreating back to his neck as if being sucked into the seal itself. His skin regained its natural color, his eyes losing that feral gleam. The cruel smile faded from his lips as he finally returned to his senses, his breath coming out in ragged gasps.

The Sound Genin, bruised, battered, and barely conscious, huddled together in a pathetic heap. The leader, his face swollen and bloodied, held up a trembling hand in surrender. "You… you can have our scroll… please, just leave us…"

Naruto walked over, her heels clicking softly against the dirt as she picked up the scroll they offered. "Thanks," she said simply, her tone devoid of any emotion as she watched the Sound Team limp away, their pride shattered.

Then, she turned her attention back to Sasuke, who was still breathing heavily, trying to steady himself. His face was pale, his eyes distant as if he was lost in his own thoughts.

"Hey, Bastard," Naruto called out, her voice breaking through the heavy silence. Sasuke looked up, his expression unreadable. "What was that? You had a sugar rush or something? Or was your testosterone too high?" She paused for a beat, then flinched robotically, her head jerking slightly to the side. "Ew, Sakura-chan, Karin, please stay away from him. He's aggressive towards women."

Sakura glared at her, tears still streaming down her face. "Naruto…!"

Naruto raised her hands in a mock gesture of surrender. "I'm just stating facts. Dattebayo."

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Author Note: Did you like it? I hope so. What do you want to happen in the preliminaries? What one-on-one fights do you want to see? Tell me in the review section.

Oh, and one more thing, I wrote a fic called 'The Itadori Paradox' where Nagato finds himself as a girl in the JJK verse. I'll be updating it soon, do check it out.

Till Next Time!