chapter 3: Do you want a raise?
-fuck". Biju/Talking Beast.
- "because I did it" The character thought.
- "How are you?" Biju/Summon/Beast Thoughts.
- "I fell in love with." , character speaking.
This fanfic is just for fun, I don't own any characters from Naruto or the rwby series. I hope you enjoy reading this story I created
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It's been nine months, yes, nine months since I hired this guy. Since he arrived, things have improved noticeably, the problems that used to plague me have decreased drastically. I was really surprised, I actually didn't expect it to last more than a few weeks, but he did it.
The first conflict he had to face at work occurred a week after he hired him. They were a group of eight students from the Signal Academy, a combat school located on the island of Patch. I didn't know they were students, because they used fake IDs and looked of age, so I let them in. Later I found out about their criminal record, they had gotten drunk and started causing a disturbance, I thought about calling my special team for this type of case, but the boy just took them down as if they were simple civilians. There was some property damage, but nothing I couldn't fix. I can say that I made a very good decision in hiring him, very well done Junior Xiong, you were very astute.
Sometimes I think it would be better to use it for other types of situations, you know, for something more illegal. His combat skills would be of great use to me in that regard, but no, he's just a child, although that doesn't stop me from tempting him anyway. But every time I look at him closely, I have this feeling that if I make a mistake, if I take a wrong step, this child could be my downfall. I don't know how to explain it, I just know that this boy is not what he seems at first glance.
He seems like a normal guy, who is just there, is efficient at his job, greets you out of courtesy and can smile at you. In fact, he is very charismatic and kind to you, but I see a beast in his eyes. A beast that does not hesitate to ferociously attack his enemies, a beast that is not afraid of anyone, a beast that hides a dark past.
I wonder what he did before, he doesn't talk much about his past, he usually evades the topic. In all the fights I've seen him in, I can say that he attacks with the sole purpose of hurting people, like an assassin. I would like to know his story, I would like to know, but I don't want to tread on delicate ground, so I'll leave it at that, he's my employee and nothing more... — "my curiosity kills me."
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In the club, there was a room reserved for employees to rest. There was a young man with blonde hair and blue eyes, dressed in an elegant black suit. He was sitting at a table, examining the expiration date on a container of milk. It seemed that he gave a lot of importance to that detail, but for him it was a matter of vital importance at that moment. —"So this expires in a month, it's totally safe," Naruto murmured carefully.
The young blonde took the cardboard milk container in his hand and drank it eagerly. In fact, he savored it more than normal for a simple drink of milk. Once he emptied the container, he let out a sigh of pleasure.
—"I don't know since when I like milk so much, I mean, after what happened at breakfast I swore I would never drink a glass of milk again in my life," Naruto remembered when he took a glass of sour milk and passed almost all day in the bathroom. The blonde looked at another cardboard milk container on the table nearby, one that was not his. — "Should I?" he asked himself, tempted by the milk container. — "What does it matter," he said without giving it importance, took the container and drank it. But the pleasure did not last long.
The door to the room creaked open, and Naruto reacted by throwing the container he had in his hand into the trash can. Two girls entered through the threshold, both teenagers and similar in appearance, but with very different styles.
One of them had short, straight black hair that fell over her forehead and cheeks. Her pale green eyes contrasted with the red makeup that surrounded them, giving her an air of fierceness. She was wearing a tight red strapless dress, with a black lining that highlighted her curves. Her accessories were striking: large red and white feathers adorned her left ear, a dark gray chain held her hair in front, red gloves that covered her elbows, a black ribbon that surrounded her waist, and red high-heeled boots. spire that made her look taller.
The other girl had long, wavy black hair that reached down to her waist. Her pale green eyes had a hint of cyan makeup, giving her an air of sweetness. She wore an elegant white strapless dress, with a teal lining that gave it a pop of color. Her accessories were delicate: a wide white flower hairpin adorned her left ear, a white feather scarf surrounded her neck, a silver and cyan pad decorated her left shoulder, white gloves that reached her wrists, a small bracelet silver that shone on the glove on her left arm, a ribbon that marked the center of her bodice, a silver chain belt that cinched her waist, cyan wings that came out from her lower back, and long white boots that matched the dress.
Naruto stood up from his seat and bowed slightly, imitating the gesture of courtesy his tenant had taught him. Normally, he wouldn't bother doing those things, but he had learned some etiquette and protocol and was applying them. It wasn't his style, in fact he hated it, but it was always convenient to get along with his superiors, especially if they were his boss. With a respectful voice, he told them:
—"Miss Melanie, Miss Miltia, I didn't expect to see you here."
Miltia was the girl with short black hair, and Melanie was the girl with long black hair. They were the Malachite sisters, the personal guards of the owner of the club where Naruto worked. They were known for their efficiency and loyalty, but also for their capricious and playful nature.
—"Please, Naruto, don't be so formal with us, you can call us without honorifics," said the long-haired girl with a smile.
—"I'm sorry, but they are my superiors and I must show them the greatest respect possible at work," Naruto replied.
—"You know it's not necessary, we've told you that many times," Miltia said with a pout.
—"I'm sorry, but no," Naruto remained firm.
—"Then it's an order," Melanie said with an authoritative tone.
—"I'll still have to refuse," Naruto said firmly.
The sisters looked at each other and sighed. They knew that Naruto was a very polite and formal boy, but also very stubborn and proud. He wasn't going to change the way he spoke to them no matter how much they insisted. It was one of the things they liked about him, but also one of the things that frustrated them, but they had many ways to break the boy's shell.
—"Why don't you behave like this with the rest of the staff?" Miltia asked curiously.
—"They are my coworkers, I have the freedom to treat them as friends," Naruto excused himself.
—"How boring," the short-haired girl said disdainfully.
—"Leaving that aside," said the long-haired girl, changing the subject, —"How have you been? We haven't seen you in a while, four months I guess."
—"Yes, four months," Naruto confirmed.
—"Come on, tell us, how did it go? Any problems? Any fights?" Melanie asked with interest.
—"Nothing, yes, some, but nothing as serious as the student-hunter incident," Naruto said.
—"Yes, it was incredible how you solved it," Melanie mentioned with admiration.
—"Very impressive, in fact," the short-haired girl said approvingly.
Naruto remembered the incident the Malachite sisters were referring to. A few months ago, a group of students from the Signal Academy, a combat school on the island of Patch, had entered the nightclub where he worked as a security guard, looking for fun, but at some point they had become violent because of the alcohol. Naruto had faced them and taught them a lesson, demonstrating his skills as a fighter. Naruto had emerged victorious, and had managed to get the students to leave without causing any more problems. The owner of the club had been very satisfied with his performance, and had given him a good tip. The Malachite sisters had also been impressed with his bravery and his strength, and had grown fonder of him since.
But Naruto was a little nervous, because in his old world, that of the ninjas, they didn't give him this kind of attention that the Malachite sisters offered him. The fact that they were incredibly beautiful didn't help. The first time he met the Malachite sisters he was struck by their appearance. They were dazzling. Normally, Naruto wouldn't pay much attention to that area, but he began to notice the feminine appearance, and he didn't give the best impression. That's why they always bothered him when they could... like now.
—"What's wrong, Naruto? "You stared at us for a long time, don't tell me you've fallen in love with me and my sister," said the long-haired girl, with a mocking smile. —"Being so beautiful It's overwhelming."
—"I know, sister, it's very overwhelming," said the short-haired girl, playing along.
—"And tell me, tell me, which part do you like the most?" she said, approaching him in a flirtatious way, and running her hand over his chest.
Naruto blushed, and was speechless. He did not know how to react to the provocations of the Malachite sisters, who were amused by his innocence.
—"Do you like breasts?" said the short-haired girl, getting closer to Naruto.
—"Hey... seriously, no, no, don't do this please," Naruto said shakily and blushing.
"So you like my legs?" the long-haired girl said, lifting her skirt slightly to show more of her thighs.
—"Please, that's it," Naruto started to sweat, he was very nervous, he really doesn't like it, he doesn't like being bothered like this, especially them.
"So it's my hips, do you like my hips?" said the girl with short hair.
—"Come on, answer," the two Malachite sisters said in unison, Naruto tried to downplay their flirtation, but it was difficult for him.
Naruto kept telling himself that he should stay calm, that he should not get carried away by the Malachite twins' provocations. But it was hard to resist when he felt her mischievous hands slide down his body, seeking to unbutton his jacket and his shirt. With one swift movement, Naruto pushed the girls' hands away and walked away from them, putting distance between them.
—"Girls, girls, b-enough, enough," he said in a nervous and excited voice.
Melanie let out an evil laugh and said to Naruto: —"How funny you are, always so naive!"
Miltia joined in his laughter and patted him on the back.
Naruto frowned and glared back at them, but that only caused them to mock him more.
—"Girls, girls, it's okay, please!" he exclaimed, nervous and upset.
—"Hahahaha, you can't deny that it's fun to play with you, you're so innocent!" Melanie repeated, while Miltia nodded her head.
Naruto gave them another look of annoyance, but they continued laughing non-stop.
—"HAHA, what a laugh, but hey, let's stop joking, look what we bring you, a gift!" Miltia said, changing her tone. —"I remember you said you loved ramen, right? Well, we brought it especially from Mistral, where we are from, it's a box of top-quality instant ramen."
— " The truth is that, despite all the inconvenience they give me, they were always very good to me, one of the kindest people I have ever met. They bring me gifts, they talk to me when I am on breaks, they even take me for a walk when I don't work. They seem to see me as a kind of younger brother,... I feel very guilty for thinking lustfully about them . " Those were Naruto's thoughts, as he thanked him for the gift.
—"Thank you very much, I didn't have to bother you," said Naruto, smiling shyly.
—"Don't worry, we do it willingly," Melanie replied, winking at him. —"Also, you have done a lot for this club and you take very good care of Junior."
—"He's practically like our uncle, we've known him since we were little, so in some way we try to reward what you've done for this club," Miltia added, hugging him by the shoulder.
—"Yes, I can say that everyone does their best work, but you are the one who tries the hardest, in fact thanks to you there are not so many incidents in this club," Melanie continued, stroking his hair.
—"Normally every week some hunter comes and causes a lot of disturbance and we have to fix it somehow," Miltia explained, grimacing.
—" True, that's what everyone told me before. How come they pay for all those constant damages? They must be extremely rich or this club is doing very well . " Those were Naruto's thoughts, as he wondered about the origin of the club's money.
—"Well, since you're here, could I buy you a plate of ramen?" she said flirtatiously, trying to change the subject.
—"Are you flirting with your bosses?" the two sisters asked him in unison, looking at him curiously.
—"No... maybe?" Naruto answered, blushing.
—"We gladly accept." said the two sisters in unison, smiling mischievously.
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Xiong Nightclub has a double side. For most people, it's just a place to party, dance and drink. But for those who move in the world of the illegal and the clandestine, it is much more than that. It is an information center where you can get all kinds of data for the right price, from blackmail to personal information, including document falsification. Anything you want to know, this club knows it.
But that is not all. Behind the lights and music, there is another much darker and more dangerous business: drug and weapons smuggling. This is the main source of income for the club and its owner, Junior, the head of a powerful criminal gang that operates in the area.
Junior has specialized workers for these activities, but keeps them in the shadows. They have no connection with him, they don't even know his name. They only know that they have a boss they must obey and who pays them well. Only a very select group of people, who act as watchdogs and intermediaries, know who Junior is and how to contact him.
Right now, one of those groups is conducting an operation. They are waiting for a container with weapons they have bought on the black market. They have to empty it and move it to one of their many bases, where they will sell it to the mafias that control the underworld of the kingdom of Vale. They don't care if this harms the kingdom, or even if it attracts the attention of the Grimm, the wild beasts that lurk outside the cities. The only thing they care about is surviving and making money. That is the law that governs all mafias. And to defend themselves from their enemies, they need weapons. Above all, of the hunters, the warriors trained to combat the Grimm and maintain order.
—"Alright, it's here! Now start taking everything out, quick, quick, quick!" shouted the head of this operation, a large, tough-looking man. They had to do it quickly, they didn't know who could be roaming around those spaces, or if they had been followed or watched. —"Very well, we have everything, we can go!" announced the group leader, an agile woman with a cold look. — "Alright, let's take this to the north base. I have to call the boss and tell him that we have the goods," said the head of the operation, taking out the scroll from him, a magical communication device.
North base
—"These are the weapons we have obtained: 30 tracer rifles, 35 Browning M1911 pistols, 40 Kalashnikov AK-47.2, 10 Accuracy International AS506 sniper rifles and 15 Glock .45 Caliber GAP," announced a woman, while checking the inventory with a digital tablet. —"There is no more, Junior. It is an amount less than what they promised us. We have to hold that guy accountable," he communicated through the scroll to Junior, the leader of the criminal organization, who was in the Xiong nightclub. .
—"Don't worry, I'll talk to him personally. If you don't want to have problems, you'll have to give me a good reason and compensation for all these inconveniences. For now, put everything away and go back to the club. Is that clear?"
—"Yes, sir," Melanie responded obediently.
—"And your sister? Is she with you?" Junior asked curiously.
—"Yes, it's here. Don't worry, Miltiades is taking care of storing the weapons and erasing any traces that could give us away. No one will be able to trace the origin of those weapons, unless we ourselves reveal it."
—"Very good, Melanie. Take care."
—"Thank you, Junior. And tell Naruto to wait for me, I have a surprise for him, a double surprise, in fact," the girl said with a flirtatious tone and a malicious smile.
Junior rubbed his hand over his forehead, feeling his exasperation at the parchment. — "Hey, you should stop bothering him, you know? He may not seem like it, but I think he's at the end of his patience. Next time he won't put up with you."
—"That's what I want, for him to dominate me and make me his, to submit me to his will, to… ".
The parchment call was suddenly interrupted, much to the relief of Junior, who was already tired of listening to his obscene fantasies that left nothing to the imagination. Those two teenagers had no qualms about expressing what they really wanted to do with the innocent boy... Sometimes, Junior wished he had been born with blonde hair and blue eyes.
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—"What a headache I have! The truth is that I'm not good at studying, but I have no other option. I hate having to do things I don't like." Naruto lamented.
—" You need to study if you want to enter Beacon Academy. It is very possible that they will teach you other subjects there besides fighting the Grimm, such as history, mathematics or chemistry, like in any educational institution in this world." The Kyubi explained to him .—"Also, since you come from another dimension, there are many things that you don't know exist in our world. The level of mathematical knowledge and other disciplines is more advanced than what we have learned and we have to update you." with everything".
—"Now, now, I know. I thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I would have already abandoned all this and dedicated myself only to combat. You are my friend and my manager, so let's move on to the next thing: story. At least I just have to memorize that and not solve it like the rest." Naruto sighed.
—" I'm not your friend".
Naruto Uzumaki was in the Vale public library. It had been a year since he came into this world. He was now 14 years old. It was incredible how time flew and even more incredible was his progress in all aspects. With good nutrition, he had grown in height. He was now 1 meter 60 cm tall, which was a big change considering he was very short for his age. He owed all this to his guest, the nine-tailed fox. The blonde could boast of having a muscular and strong body, prepared for combat. Sure he was still a little small, but that didn't matter to him. The young man was very happy with his results. In fact, he had never felt so good in his life. All the effort he had made and would make would be worth it, for he was becoming more powerful. He could feel it. And he still had a long way to go. He still had a lot to learn and a lot to improve. That was what was really amazing about all of this.
—" Don't you realize that those girls are crazy about you?"
—" Kyubi, please stop insisting on that ," Naruto begged, feeling the color rise to his cheeks.
—" It's the truth, if you were a little braver, you could have a date with any of them," the fox encouraged him, with a mocking tone.
—"No… no, Kyubi, I'm not going to do such a thing. First of all, I don't look at them with those eyes."
—" Come on, you're not fooling me. I know what you think about them, I'm inside your mind," the fox crooned, amused by his guest's discomfort.
—"I'm not going to try anything with them, they are my friends, I love them very much, they are part of my life, like dirt," Naruto replied, annoyed by the Kyubi's words.
—" The dirt? That's very romantic, Naruto. Don't you feel anything when you see them smile, when they hug you, when they tell you that they trust you?" the fox asked him, curiously.
—"Of course I feel something, I feel... I feel joy, gratitude, affection. But it's not love, Kyubi, it's not the same," Naruto defended himself, trying to explain himself.
—" And how do you know what love is, Naruto? Have you ever felt it? Have you ever kissed someone? Oh sorry, I forgot about Sasuke, your first love," the fox asked him mischievously. .
—"FUCK YOU! That's beside the point, Kyubi . " Naruto shouted.
—" I will respect your wishes, but you don't necessarily have to sleep with someone simply because you love them, it's simply sex, that's all and nothing more, a simple lie down, it doesn't mean anything, there are no feelings involved "
—"I'm not going to do it, not with them. I already told you, they are not like the others. They are special, they have something that attracts me, that makes me feel things that I have not felt before. I don't want to waste my time or theirs with a relationship that has no future.
Despite all the shit I've been through in my life, I still have a bleeding heart inside. I have suffered a lot from love, from betrayal, from disappointment. I have met many people who have hurt me or used me for their selfish purposes. But I have also met people who have truly loved me, who have supported me, who have made me laugh.
— " I only advise you one thing: do not get too attached to each person who shows you a minimum of affection or interest. It is not healthy or fair for either of you. Love must be free and sincere, not an obligation or a convenience .
—"Yes yes yes, thanks for the advice," said the blonde boy in a disinterested manner.
—"I still can't find where I can forge some documents," he continued, —"I have no connection with any mafia in the kingdom of Vale."
—" It's not that difficult," said the kiuby. "You just have to do a little research. Even though you were a mediocre ninja at best, you've made a lot of progress since then. It won't take you more than a week to find somewhere where you can get the documents you need," the man added. Kiuby.
—"Yes, but I try to stay away from these things actually, you know, I don't want to have a bad reputation when I become a hunter," Naruto mentioned.
—" And why would you have a bad reputation? Nobody knows you," said the kiuby.
—"It's a matter of honor. I left that life. I don't do anything totally illegal, you know?" Naruto smiled wisely.
—" Technically, falsifying documents is illegal," said the fox.
—"Touche... You're right, it's totally illegal... I guess I could break the rules a little," Naruto said reluctantly.
—" Very well, brat, finally," the kiuby smiled maliciously. —" You finally grew a little spine."
The sound of scrolling made him look up from his book. It was his, which vibrated on the table. —"What could it be?" the blonde asked himself, picking it up with curiosity.
—"What's wrong?" the kiuby asked from his cage, wagging his nine tails.
Naruto slid his finger across the screen and read the headline that appeared:
《"Terror in Vale: the White Fang claims an attack that leaves 10 dead and 25 injured"》
—"The White Fang again? It seems that not even in the most powerful kingdoms there is peace. How crazy," Naruto commented indifferently, without stopping reading the news that had arrived on his scroll.
According to the article, the extremist group of fauns had detonated a bomb in a shopping center in the capital, causing panic among citizens. The goal was to protest against the discrimination and oppression that fauns suffered at the hands of humans.
Naruto frowned as he read the words. He didn't like violence or injustice, but he also didn't understand why the fauns insisted on fighting against humans.
—"Bah, it's none of my business. I just want to be a hunter and protect the innocent from the Grimm," Naruto said, closing the scroll and returning to his book.
—" And when do you plan to apply to Beacon Academy?" The Kiuby asked him, interested.
Beacon was one of the four hunter academies that existed in the world, and the most prestigious of all.
—"Next year," Naruto replied, turning the page of his book.
—" At 15?", the fox raised an eyebrow.
Most aspiring hunters were 17 years old when they entered the academy, having completed prior training at a high school for hunters. Naruto, however, had decided to skip that step and prepare on his own, trusting in his natural talent and his will of fire.
—"Yes, at 15. What's wrong? Do you think I'm not ready?" Naruto gave the Kiuby a challenging look.
—" No, it's not that, I'm sure you would sweep the floor with any of those idiots, It's just that it's very rushed, you're not in a hurry, so...why?"
—"Yes, because he is applying next year, and although we may not be in the same Academy, at least I hope to graduate in the next four years just like him," I turned another page and analyzed the text
—" You're only 15, you know? Most of the people who enter Beacon are at least 17." He said the nine-tailed fox to Naruto.
—"I know, I know. That can be a problem." Naruto acknowledged.
—" Well do it, what difference does it make? Maybe they will accept you, after all, you are a genius, a prodigy, one in a million. They will not miss the opportunity to have you in their ranks." The fox encouraged him nonchalantly. The fox didn't care much what Naruto did, as long as he didn't bother him too much.
—"I hope you're right, ... But there are so many things I don't know, so many things I still need to learn. The history of this world is so different from that of my home. The color war, the conflicts between humans and fauns , Grimm's creatures, the power of dust... I need to know everything, and quickly."
You could see that the city library was packed with people, but it was no coincidence. Naruto had used his shadow clone technique to create dozens of copies of himself and had disguised them with different clothes and accessories to make them look like simple citizens. Each clone was reading a different book, absorbing as much information as possible. Naruto could feel everything that his clones were learning, but also the fatigue and headache that maintaining so many mental connections caused him.
—"Thank goodness today is Saturday and I don't have to go to work." The blonde said with relief.
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In a hospital in the city of Vale, a man stood next to two stretchers, with an expression of desolation and sadness, but also anger. They were his nieces, not by blood, but by heart, who lay there with serious wounds. They had been victims of the attack that northern Vale suffered the night before, just after he spoke to them through the scroll. They had no chance to defend themselves, they were in the epicenter of the explosion. Fortunately, their auras saved them from certain death, but even so, the consequences were terrible. He learned of the attack and rushed to its base, where he rescued the battered bodies of the Malachite sisters. He didn't care about others, only them. He got them out of there before the police arrived. The injuries were horrific, they had second degree burns all over their bodies and several fractures. They would recover, but it would take a long time. He thanked Oum for the aura.
Junior bit his lips, blaming himself for what happened. Those girls shouldn't have been there, it was his first day. They begged him to let them participate in one of his special operations, they wanted to prove his worth and he couldn't say no. He couldn't imagine that that would happen, that someone would attack them. He was furious, he swore that he would find those responsible and make them pay, no matter how long it took or where they were hiding.
—"What do we know about them?" he asked in a low voice, without stopping to look at his nieces. Even though she was in the hospital, business did not stop and revenge did not wait.
—"It's about the comedians, a rookie terrorist group that wants to gain fame and money, they work for a certain Peter Violet, a mysterious leader that no one has seen. We don't have much information about them, only that they recently started in the world of crime, robbing banks and kidnapping people. A month ago we sold them high-tech weapons." One of his henchmen responded.
—"I see. How can we verify that it is them?" Junior asked.
—"I have some evidence, we verified that one of them had a tattoo of a clown on his right hand, which is like the insignia of that group." The henchman said.
— "It could be a decoy," Junior mentioned, suspicious.
—"We thought about it too, boss, but look at this, he has a customized weapon," said the henchman, showing him his computer screen. It could be seen in the recording that there was someone who had a briefcase that suddenly transformed into a hammer and he used it to intimidate one of his subordinates.
— "These types of weapons are unique and there are not two of their kind, doing a little research, only Peter's right hand is the owner of said weapon."
—"Very well, attack." Junior said hatefully, standing up from his chair and taking the gun from him. "I'm not going to let those clowns make fun of me. Let's take them down."
— "I would like that, sir, but they have hidden and we don't know where, it will take a lot to locate them." The henchman responded, with fear.
—"…Take as much time as necessary, but I want you dead." Junior said, coldly. — "I'm not going to let them escape."
—"Boss, this too," said the henchman, nervously . — "It is impossible that they knew the location of one of our bases, it is likely that there is an informant within our ranks."
—"I'll take care of that, don't worry." Junior said, with a wicked smile. — "I already have an idea who it could be. And when I find him, I'll make him pay." —"I'll start right now." Junior said.
Once his worker left, the man just stood there, completely alone and some tears came out of his eyes, even a cry was heard, even though he is a criminal and has done a lot of harm to people, even men like him have people to blame. who he appreciates, those two sisters were the closest thing to a family, after all they were the daughters of the woman who rescued him a long time ago, when he was nothing more than a simple orphan on the street begging for coins to survive, she took pity on him. him and he put his precious daughters in danger.
He remembered the day he met her, when she offered him a plate of food and a warm bed in her house, when she taught him to read and write, the guilt that consumed him for having exposed them to that danger.
—"Don't worry girls, rest, I'll come visit you again." Junior said, his voice breaking, as he stroked the sisters' hair. Then he wiped away his tears, put on his jacket and hat, and put his gun in his pocket. He left his office, determined to find the traitor and the terrorist group, and make them pay for what they had done.
He had a completely dark look, the silent anger that was seen on his face was completely palpable for everyone, no one would dare approach him, he simply seeks revenge.
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A boy yawned tiredly at the entrance of a nightclub. It was Naruto, the place's security guard. Although he had been doing this job for a long time, he couldn't help but feel bored. There was nothing interesting to do, just make sure no one caused trouble. Inside the club, music was blaring and people were dancing, drinking and having fun. Outside, there was only silence and darkness.
—"Kyubi, don't you notice something strange? Don't you feel that something has changed? Everything looks so sad and gray." He said Naruto to the voice that was echoing in his head.
—" I don't know what you're talking about, nor do I care. It's none of your business. Just do your duty and survive another day ." The nine-tailed fox responded indifferently.
— " Thank you for your support, really. At least pretend you care a little about me. Believe it or not, I like this place . " Naruto thanked him sarcastically.
— " Do you like this club? Really? What's so good about it? It's a nest of vices, drug addicts and whores. There's nothing worthwhile here ." The fox replied with contempt and irony.
— " Well, at least there are people. People who enjoy, who laugh, who fall in love, who fight, who regret. People who live, after all. Wouldn't you like to be one of them? Wouldn't you? ,Would you like to escape this prison we share and feel something other than pain and loneliness?" Naruto asked with curiosity and longing.
— " Of course I want to get out of here, but you wouldn't dare break the seal that unites us. Despite how you talk to me and behave, you feel distrustful of me . " She smiled at the fox maliciously.
— " That's good, it reassures me that you're not so naive anymore. Although you're still prone to falling into the traps of pretty women . " He added the fox mockingly.
— " That's not true!" Naruto complained.
— " Naruto Uzumaki would never be fooled by the charms of a woman." Naruto defended himself.
—"Yeah, right. And what about those humans, Sakura, Ino, Tenten and all the others? Haven't they made you suffer for their whims? ", The fox reminded him cruelly. — "bring sasuke-kun"
—"Enough already! ", Naruto shouted. —"damn, you know how to make me lose my temper"
—" ha ha ha…"
After finishing his work shift, Naruto headed to the back of the club where the lockers with his change of clothes were to go home. When he opened the door to the room, he found a very sad scene: his boss, Junior, was sitting there huddled, with red and teary eyes. It was noticeable that he had been sobbing for a long time.
—"What's wrong, boss?", Naruto asked him, more out of curiosity than compassion.
The man looked up, looked around, as if he didn't know where he was or how he got there. He was disoriented and confused.
—"No, nothing, don't worry, Naruto… I'm leaving".
Without thinking, the young blonde grabbed his boss's arm. —"Are you sure you're okay, sir? What's wrong with you?".
—"No, don't worry, kid, everything's fine. I just… remembered an old friend who's gone", Junior said.
—"I see", Naruto replied, and let go of his arm. But upon hearing those words, his curiosity increased. He waited for his boss to leave and then made a decision. He joined his arms, made a hand seal in the shape of a cross and created a shadow clone.
—"Go to his office and see what he does. I want you to find out what's wrong with him".
—"YES, BOSS!". Naruto frowned as he heard his clone's exaggerated response. He was annoyed that these clones were not exactly like him, he couldn't control their personalities, they just came out as Kami wanted.
—"This is very bad. If we keep this atmosphere, the customers will notice and leave. I understand the boss, but… I wonder what's wrong with him. Maybe it's just me and maybe it's just that this friend of the boss was a good acquaintance of this club and today is the anniversary of his death.
How wrong he would be.
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That same night
— "What have you found out?" the young blonde asked his clone, who was staring at him.
— "Boss, it seems that the person who hired us is not as simple as we thought, but is the leader of one of the most powerful mafias in the Kingdom."
The young blond man was speechless when he heard that answer, he didn't expect it. Junior was not only the owner of a very prosperous club, but he was also dedicated to the illegal trafficking of weapons and drugs... Perfect!, he thought, I already have contact with the underworld, he will be able to help me.
The young blonde continued to observe his clone carefully, waiting for more information. The clone frowned nervously. — "Boss,… you're not going to like this," he said before disappearing and transferring all of his memories to her.
The blonde was paralyzed, he couldn't believe what he had seen, he had to see for himself. So he got up and ran towards a specific hospital.
In the Kingdom of Vale it was raining heavily, the atmosphere was gloomy and dark, as if something evil had been unleashed. Our protagonist was standing in front of two stretchers, where two people very dear to him lay. He didn't say anything, you couldn't even see anger in his eyes, just uncertainty. He looked at the Malachite sisters, trying to take in what had happened.
— "So they were part of this business and were victims of the attack, the main suspect is a criminal gang... Kami, why? Why them?!" Naruto thought. A look of cold desolation could be seen in Naruto's eyes, but within seconds his eyes turned blood red.
– " Yes, what a pity ," said the fox in a bored tone, "they knew very well what they were exposing themselves to in this situation," suddenly the fox felt a chill, he perceived the pure hatred that emanated from his jailer.
— "Hey, boy, don't do anything crazy, no, it's none of your business, I know what you're thinking, don't do it, look, boy, they knew the risks of being part of a criminal gang, it's normal that there are problems, they They paid the consequences, they knew it, so you don't have to...
— "So what?" Naruto said without any expression.
The fox could not continue speaking, because the young blonde spoke calmly and lowly but with pure hatred, he did not expect that response from the young man, he thought he would stay to take care of the girls, but it seems that he is thirsty for revenge, the fox He smiled inwardly.
— " This is very interesting," thought the fox, — "very good, listen, we know who he is, but not where he is..."
— "I'll find them, it won't take me long."
— " I can help you, I am the nine-tailed fox, I can teach you how to find them." In silent fury, Naruto responded,
— "Teach me".
The young blonde climbed down through the window he had entered through and jumped, one would think he was crazy to do such a thing, but he was Naruto Uzumaki and he wasn't crazy, he was angry.
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That same night
—" I'm going to teach you to enhance your senses, so you can locate the culprits," said the fox.
—"I appreciate it," said the young blonde.
— "This shouldn't be difficult for you, I don't understand why they don't teach it at the ninja academy, pay attention, you just have to concentrate chakra in certain parts of your body that relate to the senses, it will take a little time, Your chakra control is good but you need an excellent one, start with..."
The Kyubi froze when he noticed small concentrations of chakra in the blonde's eyes, that impressed him favorably.
— " maybe it's because of anger, but this is incredible hehe "
— " Alright, you've done it, you just need to hold it for longer, you have to practice a lot, so this will take some time ."
—"It's no problem, I have plenty of time." said Naruto.
The young blonde followed the fox's instructions and began applying chakra to his ears, nose, tongue and skin. He wanted to enhance all of his senses so he could track down those who had attacked the Malachite sisters.
The fox explained to him that each sense had a specific chakra point and that he had to balance the amount of chakra he used in each one. He also warned him not to abuse this technique, as it could cause fatigue or pain if he kept it up too long.
—"How do you know all this?" the young blonde asked the fox, while he felt his perception sharpen.
—"I have lived a long time, I have seen many things and I have learned many others, in a theoretical sense.
—"I see, you are very wise, fox. But tell me, how can I use this to find those we are looking for?" the young blonde asked curiously.
—" That's up to you, brat. You have to follow your instinct, your smell, your hearing, your sight. You have to look for clues, traces, footprints. You have to be cunning, fast, stealthy. You have to be a hunter, a hunter of revenge," the fox told him with a sinister tone.
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For three days, the young man with blonde hair was absent from work. His only obsession was finding the criminal gang that called itself "The Comedians." It was not an easy task, since they had left footprints throughout the Kingdom. He had to go around and investigate every place where they had performed, until he finally found them. However, he did not attack them immediately.
The blue-eyed one wanted to put an end to this problem once and for all, and for that he needed more information. Thanks to his inquiries, he knew that today the leader of the organization would be in a container warehouse.
That night, the young man prepared for the confrontation. His anger had not diminished over time, but had grown more and more. He was willing to take justice into his own hands, regardless of the consequences. In the kingdom of Vale, a massacre would break out. The young man had become a monster, a beast thirsty for revenge that would only be satisfied with the blood of his enemies.
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The fox couldn't contain his laughter when he saw what was happening. He never imagined that the young blonde, who always seemed so calm and happy, was capable of unleashing such fury. But he was understandable, because he loved those girls very much. It seemed like they had become a part of him, like some kind of fungus.
— "Well done, boy. Finish them off just as we planned," the fox told him.
— "Yes, don't worry. I'll do that. I'm just waiting for the boss to arrive. As soon as I see him, I'll start."
— "Haha, I can't wait to see it. The carnage that Naruto will do tonight will be spectacular.
The fox and the young blonde had teamed up to take revenge on the criminal gang.
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In a container warehouse, a group of 14 armed people gathered around one of them, which was padlocked. They all wore clown masks, in keeping with the name of their band: the Clown Killers. Inside the container, they assumed, was the leader of the criminal organization, Peter Violet, and they were under the orders of his right-hand man, Cobalt Black. What mattered most to them was the money they would receive for their work, and they did not miss the opportunity to brag or complain about it.
— "The pay isn't bad, even though this job is dangerous," commented one of them, looking at his gun.
— "You said it, the pay is very good. If I continue like this, in a few years I will have retired," responded another, smiling under his mask.
— "I think they should pay us a little more, I mean, look at me! I have style," said another, adjusting his leather jacket.
— "It takes more than style to excel at this job, for example, look at me, I'm the best sniper in this group, they should pay me double for my work," another complained, pointing his rifle at the sky.
— "None of that, friend, I'm the best fighter of all of you, no one can beat me and they still pay me a pittance," another complained, hitting the container with his fist.
— "I think you have a pittance for your vices, you should stop buying figurines," another guy mocked, pointing to his partner's backpack.
— "Oh yeah? Well, go to hell," the man in question replied, angrily.
When they heard the footsteps, all the band members became silent and tensed. They knew it was their boss, Cobalt Black, Peter Violet's fearsome lieutenant. They had been arguing among themselves about pay, style, skills, and vices, paying no attention to their mission. Now they regretted having wasted their time and having angered their boss.
Cobalt Black approached the group, his expression serious and cold. Everyone stood at attention, waiting for his instructions. The boss looked at them with disdain and said sarcastically:
— "It seems like you are having fun, don't leave me out, include me too, gentlemen. How are you?"
The group was terrified, they knew Cobalt Black's fame and knew they were in trouble. Not only would they be scolded, but they would also be punished with beatings. Everyone assumed that their night would end bloody and they would be the victims.
— "Sorry, boss, we were just taking a break," one of the guards apologized, his voice shaking.
— "Yes, sir, it was just a short break, nothing more," said another, trying to sound convincing.
— "So it seems like I'm paying you to rest, I didn't know that's how this business worked. Listen to me carefully, I don't give a shit about your disagreements! Get out of here and I hope you're ready for what's coming next. I hope you're not "Don't worry about losing a hand or teeth," Cobalt Black threatened, his voice harsh.
All the guards were scared and knew well what their fate was. Without saying anything else, they went to their posts, expecting the worst. Cobalt Black followed them with his gaze, disgusted.
— "I have to say, it's really very difficult to find good henchmen," Cobalt Black spoke to himself, with a sigh.
Cobalt Black was a robust man, with black hair and green eyes. A scar ran across his face, from his right eye to his chin, giving him an intimidating look. He wore a white shirt that hugged his muscular body, and a long black jacket that covered his arms, protected by fingerless gloves. He was wearing black latex pants that hugged his legs, and combat boots. In his hand, he carried a black briefcase, which contained his mechanical change weapon: a pistol that could transform into different types of weapons, depending on the situation.
—"Damn idiots, how can you think of leaving your positions? I suppose that after punishing all of them, I'm going to execute one of them, so that he can serve as an example and so that they don't think about disobeying orders again. It will be the best, maybe I'll end him with a bullet to the head...", Cobalt Black muttered, angrily.
Before he could finish speaking, a body fell from the top of the containers, very close to him. Cobalt crouched down to get a better look at the body and saw the identification number: it was clown 1, one of his guards.
—"This is clown 1? But a few seconds ago I sent them to formation," said Cobalt, surprised.
Then, Cobalt regrouped all his guards, to check that no one was missing, except the corpse. He counted them one by one, and saw that they were all there.
—"Very well, everyone is here," said Cobalt, with an authoritative voice.
—"Yes, sir," responded a guard, with fear.
—"Alright, it looks like we have an unwanted guest, so we have to deal with him. So…" Cobalt said, preparing to give his orders.
But at that moment, the street lights went out, leaving everything in darkness.
—"Now this too!" Cobalt exclaimed, annoyed.
—"It doesn't matter, use the flashlights, go through the corridors between the containers, make sure your partner is a faun, for greater safety. They can see in the dark, so trust them. Any silhouette you see, "Shoot to kill. We already know that the enemy is hostile, do not hesitate even if it is a child. We cannot have witnesses," Cobalt ordered, firmly.
Then, he divided his guards into pairs, according to the number they were assigned.
—"These are the groups: clown 14 and clown 3, clown 2 and clown 10, clowns 5 and clown 7, clown 9 and clown 8, clown 13 and clown 12, clown 11 and clown 6, and clown 4 and me. Each The couple has to cover an area of the warehouse, and communicate by radio. If you see something suspicious, tell the rest. And remember, don't leave a trace of anything. Come on, let's move!" said Cobalt, ending the meeting.
The guards obeyed and spread out through the warehouse, searching for the intruder who had killed one of their own. Cobalt was left with clown 4, who was a faun with red hair and black horns.
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The members of the mission had divided into smaller groups, following the orders of their leader. Each one had the task of exploring a different area of the container depot, looking for clues or suspects of the strange situation they were experiencing.
—"Psst, clown 14, can you hear me?" Clown 3 whispered through the communicator in his ear, not caring that he was only a meter behind clown 14.
—"Yes, tell me, clown 3," clown 14 responded with a serious voice.
—"Why do we use these fake names instead of our real names?" Clown 3 asked curiously.
—"It's a precaution, we don't want to be identified if they capture us," Clown 14 explained patiently.
—"But I know our boss's name," Clown 3 said innocently.
—"He doesn't care, it seems like he's not afraid of anything," clown 14 spoke with admiration.
—"Hey, hey, how old are you?" Clown 3 asked with interest.
—"I'm 35," replied clown 14 dryly.
—"I'm 20," Clown 3 said proudly.
—"You're too young for this job," Clown 14 told him in a reproachful tone.
—"Yes, but it's the only thing I know how to do well, I lived in a town near Mistral," clown 3 told him nostalgically.
—"I'm not interested in your story, boy," Clown 14 cut him off tiredly, the boy wouldn't stop talking, so he simply ignored him and walked forward a few meters.
—"The place where I grew up was surrounded by a large green forest that in the days between October and November was dyed an intense red, it was incredible, the truth is that...", clown 3 continued talking without realizing that clown 14 no longer listened to him.
Suddenly, clown 3 fell silent, not hearing his voice, clown 14 turned around, but clown 3 was not there, it was as if he had vanished.
—"What the hell?" Clown 14 exclaimed in alarm, then he took his communicator and was about to call his superior, but he couldn't even utter a word, because a blade pierced his throat, preventing him from even making a sound, and of course Suddenly his communicator was snatched by a hand and turned off instantly, and his body fell to the ground lifeless.
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Cobalt Black and his group had separated five minutes ago, following their plan. Each one had to explore a different section of the enormous place, where they were supposed to find those responsible for the situation that had brought them there, or the person responsible. But something was very wrong. Cobalt Black felt it in the air, which had become cold and sharp, like that of Atlas, the northernmost kingdom of Remnant. It was a cold that burned his lungs and squeezed his chest, without knowing why. He was breathing hard, as if he had run a marathon, and his hands were shaking, as if he had a fever. He didn't know what that feeling was, but he didn't like it at all.— "Clown 4, call the other groups," Cobalt Black ordered, with an altered voice.
—"Yes, sir... Clown 11 and 6, respond," Clown 4 said, but only static was heard.
—"Try Clown 7 and Clown 8, or anyone!" Cobalt Black exclaimed, impatient.
—"Yes, sir!" shouted Clown 4, just as nervous, and so he did. He tried all the groups, but none responded. All you could hear was static.
—"Did you hear that?" Cobalt Black asked, alarmed. There was the sound of metal hitting metal, as if someone was hitting the walls or pipes. The sound came from a distance, but it grew louder as time passed.
—"RUNEEEEEE!" Cobalt Black shouted at the top of his lungs.
And they do it like that. Clown 4 and Cobalt Black ran in a hurry towards their boss's base, a huge container that stood out for its size among the others, as it was as big as two houses put together.
—"If this guy is as good as I think he is, and he is, he wiped out our guard in five minutes, then I need reinforcements," Cobalt Black thought, scared. He didn't bother to call his boss to get ready, he was so focused on escaping that it didn't occur to him.
—"Sir, sir! I think... I think it's close!" Clown 4 said, listening to the sound get louder.
—"Don't look back! Keep running!" Cobalt Black ordered him, and in an instant the resounding knocks stopped being heard. Still, he didn't stop running.
—"Sir, I think I already...!", suddenly, Clown 4's voice went off. Cobalt Black stood there, to see what had happened, but he did not find his lackey. He had disappeared into the darkness, as if he had been swallowed by it.
—"No! Damn, damn! What do I do? What do I do?" His thoughts were erratic and alarmed.
Then, in a moment of lucidity, it finally occurred to him to call his boss. He took the communicator from him and just when he was going to turn it on, he felt a blow on his right leg, right between the femoral biceps and the calf, which made him fall to his knees. And before he could scream, one hand covered his mouth and another covered his eyes, and they turned his head 360 degrees to the left.
Even in that position, he could only make out a dark silhouette standing there, its red eyes glowing in the darkness. For the first time, Cobalt Black felt fear, and that was the last thing he felt.
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Inside a huge metal container, isolated from outside noise and movement, was Peter Violet, inspecting the merchandise that had been stolen from various stores and the Schnee Dust Company in the city's ports.
—"Boss, we have two thousand dust crystals, sir," reported one of his subordinates, showing him a box full of brightly colored fragments.
"I guess that's enough for tonight," Peter replied, his voice hoarse and tired. —"Pack everything, we have to get out of here as soon as possible, we have to deliver all this to the lady." As he uttered those words, Peter's expression changed from calm to furious, remembering the woman who had him under her control.
— "Damn, how did I go from being a leader to a simple lackey?" Peter thought, touching his right arm, where he had a scar that reminded him of the punishment he had received for disobeying her. — "The truth is that if it weren't for the fact that she has a tight grip on my balls, she would have already escaped to another realm... Besides, I can't underestimate her strength, I've already learned my lesson." Peter frowned and gritted his teeth, trying to contain his rage. — "Alright, pack up... Come on, come on!" He exclaimed, giving orders to his men.
His henchmen quickly went to work, packing the boxes of dust into bags and suitcases. They had already finished most of the work, they just needed to take all that dust to their secret base, located in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. But suddenly, the sound of the container door opening was heard, with a high-pitched squeak that lasted longer than necessary, as if whoever was opening the door was taking their time just to be dramatic.
And when the door opened completely, they saw a boy no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, with blonde hair and blue eyes, with three whisker marks on each of his cheeks and with a katana in his right hand. The boy calmly looked at every corner of the place with curiosity and entered as if he were the owner of that place, he was smiling, but his red eyes were shining intensely, it was sinister.
—"Hello, how are you guys?" said the blonde boy, with a curiously cheerful tone, as if he were talking to friends he hadn't seen in a while.— "Nice night to go partying and have a good time with your friends, right?" No?".
—"Look guys, I'm really glad to find you," continued the boy, named Naruto, laughing lightly. —"It took me three days to locate them and it was completely exhausting, they know how to cover their tracks very well."
Peter felt annoyance at the intruder in front of him, —"How did this boy get here, why didn't Black stop him?" ,He asked himself, remembering his second in command who had to guard the entrance to the container. —"Well, it doesn't matter, I'll talk to him later", he said to himself, thinking about giving her a good beating.
—"Who are you and what is your name?" Peter asked, with authority, trying to intimidate the boy.
—"Who am I?" Naruto repeated, putting on a thoughtful expression. —"I am many things, I am a demon, an orphan, an empty head, but for you... I am death."
Peter laughed loudly and then the other henchmen laughed along with him, —"Boy, please don't make me laugh", he said, with a sigh. —"Sorry kid, I don't know how you got here, but I won't be able to let you go, you're already here and I can't leave witnesses, damn, Black is supposed to take care of the nuisances that unfortunately wander around here."
—"Cobalt Black is dead," Naruto said, seriously.
—"You lie," Peter refused to believe Naruto's words.
—"I had benevolence with him and quickly ended his miserable life," said the blonde with a sinister smile,—"But I will not have the same consideration for you, Peter.
Peter felt a chill when he saw the blonde boy's cold and merciless gaze. He couldn't believe that he had killed Black, before he was going to kill him because he had no other option, but now he would do it for the hell of it, to avenge his friend and save his own life.
—"Let's see guys, finish him off," he ordered, furiously, to his four henchmen who accompanied him in the abandoned warehouse where they had agreed to meet.
—"Understood, sir," the henchmen said cheerfully, as if they didn't care that they were going to hurt a boy. They were unscrupulous bullies, used to obeying Peter's orders without questioning them.
When the first henchman approached the boy and put his hand on his shoulder, the young man with a swing of his saber cut off the arm that was on his shoulder. The henchman screamed in shock, he did not have time to exclaim any words of pain as his head was cut off in a single cut. Blood splattered Naruto's face, but he didn't care. On the contrary, he seemed to enjoy every movement of his weapon.
—"Listen, it seems that we are starting off on the wrong foot, my name is death and your day has come for you gentlemen," said the blonde, with a malicious smile, while he put himself on guard in front of the other three henchmen.—"No "Don't worry, don't be scared, this would come to you sooner or later, whether due to illness or old age. For you, by bad luck, death came in the form of... me," the man pointed out to himself. blond, with a mocking gesture.
—"What are you waiting for?! Take out your weapons and shoot!" Peter shouted from the back of the warehouse, where he had taken refuge behind some boxes. And that's what the henchmen did, they took out their guns and tried to shoot Naruto, but surprisingly he dodged all of them as if the dust was passing in slow motion for him. As the boy dodged, he steadily approached each of Peter's henchmen, and so it was, one by one he killed all the henchmen, quickly and accurately. He cut off their heads and pierced their hearts, and yet he showed no trace of anger in his eyes, only an expression of indifference and boredom. It was so fast, Peter didn't even have time to process what happened in that instant, it was so fast... or he was just in shock.
Aware of the danger Peter was in, he ran towards the door, but when he was about to pass by the young man, the blonde threw the katana and stabbed it into Peter's left shoulder, the force was such that it slammed him against him. the metal wall. Screaming in pain, Peter tried to pull out the sword, but the blonde got there first and stabbed it deeper, making Peter let out an even louder scream.
—"No sir, like I said, your time has come, you can't escape it, I'm sorry, that's just how things are," said Naruto, with a smile of contained fury, as he got closer to Peter, who was trapped and helpless. .
—"Who are you?!" Peter exclaimed, with a groan of pain, as he saw how the blonde was.
—"I already told you... I am death," the blonde responded, with a cold and cutting tone.
—"Fuck you, you idiot! Who sent you?" Peter asked, desperately, as he felt the pain becoming unbearable.
—"No one sent me, I'm just here to collect the bills, you damaged a lot of merchandise belonging to a certain group," Naruto mentioned, indifferently.
—"Are you talking about Junior? Are you coming with them? Are you coming to get revenge?" Peter asked in disbelief, remembering that he had stolen a shipment of Junior's weapons.
—"No, I don't come with them, but I do come to take revenge, you hurt people you shouldn't have," Naruto spoke coldly, while his red eyes shone with deep hatred.
—"Go to hell! They knew what they were exposing themselves to, this is a dirty game, the law of the jungle. They would attack me too if they could, I'm not a fool." Peter responded angrily, trying to hide his fear from him.
—"What a pity, I was hoping to surprise you, but I see that you are aware," Naruto feigned disappointment, while sketching a malicious smile.
—"And if you're not one of them, why do you get involved in this? What do you care what I do?"
—"I already told you, you hurt people who are important to me." Naruto repeated firmly.
—"So what? They have also done a lot of damage, they are villains just like me. You have no idea what they..."
Peter couldn't finish his sentence, because Naruto put a finger to his lips, silencing him.
—"We are not here to talk about them, or what they have done. We are here because of what you did, and because of the people you hurt. I am not interested in your story, I am only interested in your actions." Naruto told him sternly.
It was then that Peter saw it clearly, the suppressed anger that was hidden behind their friendly conversation... This boy was truly terrifying.
—"You hurt two people that I care about a lot, so I only come to take revenge for them, not for the group. I don't care about the others, they were my friends, very good friends. What a shame, Peter, what a shame." Naruto expressed sadly.
Peter, in an act of rebellion, spat in the blonde's face. —"Don't think this is going to stop me". He said defiantly.
—"I think so, because after this you won't be able to do anything else." Naruto whispered ominously to him.
—"And to think that Junior had a monster like you so close, he sure knows how to choose his employees." Peter laughed madly.
—"Bye bye". The young blonde simply said, while a blue orb formed in his right hand that rotated in different directions quickly. Peter could feel the power emanating from that sphere.
—"What is that?" Peter asked with a trembling and heavy voice.
—"This is the end of your path." Naruto responded coldly.
Naruto then slowly brought the orb closer to Peter's chest, piercing his flesh little by little like a drill. Naruto pressed the Rasengan harder against Peter's chest, making him scream in agony. The blonde didn't want to kill him quickly, he wanted him to suffer and die in pain. And yet, Peter never asked for forgiveness or begged for his life, he just screamed. Naruto, fed up with his screaming, pressed down hard and pierced through the chest, destroying Peter's aura in an instant. Naruto removed his hand from Peter's chest, along with the sword he had stuck in his shoulder, and let the corpse fall to the cold ground.
Once he left the body on the ground, he left the metal container where they were, and made a hand seal. —"Tajū Kage Bunshin no Jutsu." And a group of 20 clones identical to him appeared.
—"I want you to collect all the bodies and clean this whole place, don't leave any traces. Seal the corpses in storage scrolls, go to the open sea, about 10 km from Vale, and dump the bodies there." Naruto ordered them with authority.
—"Yes, boss!", The clones responded in unison, and got to work.
Naruto simply stared at the night sky, contemplating the immensity of the stars. —"...For a group called 'The Comedians', they really weren't funny at all." Naruto thought wryly, as he walked away from the crime scene.
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In a private office of a nightclub, Junior Xiong waited impatiently for his men's report. They had located the enemy base a day ago and knew exactly where Peter Violet and his gang were hiding. All that was left was a call to confirm that they had been eliminated. Junior was relaxing smoking a Mistralian abanó, the best cigar he had ever tried in his life.
Suddenly, the sound of his scroll broke the silence of the room. Junior grabbed it quickly and saw that it was one of his men. — "Is the job done?" he asked in a firm voice.
— "Sir...", the voice on the parchment trembled.— "They got ahead of us."
Junior frowned at those words. — "Who was he?" he demanded to know.
— "Boss, this will surprise you." the man said nervously
—"Well?" Junior asked impatiently. He now found himself in one of his many secret bases, where he had decided to receive the men's report from him personally and in a safer place than the club. He didn't want to risk being spied on.
—"Look at this, boss." The subordinate said, placing an envelope containing valuable information on the desk. Junior took it and opened it curiously, his jaw dropping open when he saw what was inside. They were photos.
They were photos of mutilated corpses, scattered along the road, and you could also see photos of the container where Peter was supposed to be. Junior picked up another photo and opened his eyes wider. It was Naruto Uzumaki, his bodyguard, who appeared in the image. He took another photo and saw the young man coming out of the container, and another one in which the blonde made a strange hand position. He then saw another photo of the boy surrounded by copies of himself.
—"We all left immediately before he noticed us, boss." the subordinate explained.
—"Why didn't they record all this?" Junior asked reproachfully.
—"In the heat of the moment, sir... it didn't occur to us." the man said with shame.
-"This is very interesting". He said to himself Junior. —"It is a very favorable event, I think so. You were very wise, Junior, very wise to hire him." He smiled. —"and thank you very much for recommending it to me, I'm almost tempted to let you live...kiba
He said looking at a corner of the room, where a kiba was found, beaten and tied to a chair.
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— "Forgive me, sir, for not having come to work. I was sick and needed to rest to heal," said a young blond man, lowering his head in sign of repentance. Junior watched him coldly, showing no emotion.
— "Why didn't you tell me?" Junior asked, raising an eyebrow, skeptical of Naruto's excuse.
— "I was so bad that I couldn't even move, sir," Naruto lied.
— "It's okay, calm down. Nothing happens. Just go back to your work."
—"Yes sir, immediately".
— "But you have to know that this will affect your salary, right?" Junior warned him.
— "Yes, I know it and I accept it."
— "Very well, go to your position."
And so he did, the young blonde returned to the entrance of the club, where he was working as a guard. He resumed his boring and monotonous routine.
— " You know, what happened last night was incredible ," said the nine-tailed fox, amused. — "The truth is that I wasn't expecting that speech. It was very dark, you looked like a villain from a movie . "
— "Shut up, Kyubi, I don't want to talk about it!" Naruto tried to ignore the fox, but it was difficult, since it was on his mind.
— "This is amazing, I have never seen you like this, so angry. Not even when the Uchiha ran away ," the fox's malicious voice made his hair stand on end, but it also angered him.
— "I told you to shut up!"
— " Ha, ha, ha, Well, enough of the jokes, now we'll talk seriously," said the nine-tailed fox, adopting a gloomy tone. — "What happened yesterday made it clear to me that you are holding back too much. Do you have any idea what will happen to you if you continue like this?"
Naruto felt a lump in his throat when he heard those words. He remembered what he had done the night before, when he had lost control and had released some of the fox's power. He had said words full of hatred and resentment, which did not seem like his own. He had succumbed to the anger and pain that he kept inside of him.
—"Nothing will happen, because it won't happen again," Naruto replied firmly.
— "There you go again, listen to me carefully, if you keep holding back, you will explode and simply damage everyone who gets close to you, you won't even distinguish between allies and enemies.
The young blonde listened attentively to the Kyubi's words, —" Is it true? Have I been holding back?" he asked himself.
Naruto shook his head, pushing his thoughts away, —"Thanks for the advice."
— "Don't be confused, this is more for my benefit than yours"
—"I still thank you." And so the young blonde finished his workday and returned to the lockers to take all his things and go home like every night.
—"Damn it, it seems that these guys have taken my scroll, again with their jokes, I'm already fed up, and it's always the same, they can't think of anything original." Naruto complained.
— "Look it up kid, lest one of those idiots know something about computers and be able to obtain your password and review your browsing history . " The kyubi said.
Naruto tensed, — "W-what are you talking about?" he stammered and that only made the beast laugh.
—"Ha, ha, ha, pervert."
Naruto went looking throughout the club for his super scroll, hoping it was another of his superiors' pranks, he spent almost 2 hours looking for the scroll, —"I'm already tired, I'm going to talk to Junior so he can give these guys a reprimand." guys".
Then the young Rubio approached his boss's private room, on the second floor, knocked on the door, once they confirmed that he could enter, he opened the door, —"Sir, the boys once again played one of their pranks on me and hid my scroll, I would like to know if you could talk to them to give it back to me so I can go home quickly...", the blonde stood there paralyzed, unfinished, because his scroll was in the hands of his boss.
—"Why do you have my scroll, sir?" he asked doubtfully.
—"Oh, this? I found it in the bathroom, it was in a case, I kept it in case you decided to look for it," Junior responded.
—"Thank you very much boss," Naruto responded.
When the blonde was going to take his scroll, Junior took it from his hands, "And how have you been? When you mentioned that you were sick I was quite worried, the truth is that I wouldn't want something to happen to you...you are very important." In this club, you do a great job.
—"I appreciate your words, sir."
So there they stayed in a dead silence, Junior simply stared at the blonde, as if he saw through his soul and little by little Naruto was getting more nervous because of that look.
"Did I do something wrong?" Naruto asked himself, "Lord...what's wrong?"
—"Hey Naruto, do you want a raise?"
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I want to apologize for any spelling mistakes this text may have. It's the first fanfic I've written and I would love to receive your feedback with tips and suggestions to improve my story. This is the English version of my Spanish story, which has some changes from the original. I don't know English, I used a damn translator.
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