HEELLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOO, FANFIC CENTRAL! IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK!
Sorry to keep you all waiting, but I needed time to work out and buffer the MANY OBVIOUS PROBLEMS that had taken place.
But now, for a chapter that would better suit this story. It's time that we skip everything and fast forward to where our boy gets involved in the Pilot Episode.
I wanted to take my time doing this, but...THINGS HAPPENED.
Meaning that this chapter may be sorely lacking for some of you readers...
*CUE VERY DEEP DISAPPOINTED SIGH*
Right then! If Shirou and other people ARE going to be in this story for some reason, then I'll have to do it MY WAY. I no longer trust anyone to do MY job.
After all, if you want something done right, better to do it yourself!
LET'S GET THIS (new and improved) CHAPTER STARTED!
Chapter Four: Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! Part One
Amidst the streets of Pentagram City, an orange fox was lurking about, taking care not to gain too much attention. What many did not know was that this fox was no fox at all...
It's been almost ten years since Naruto had first been reborn up in Hell, and so far, each Extermination had been kept with a body count with a maximum of one hundred and fifty - due to the Exorcists not wanting to press their luck any further because of their previous losses.
'Now that I think about it, Charlie did mention that her dad was in the middle of renegotiating with Heaven's embassy over the clusterfuck I caused.' The former shinobi pondered to himself as she scampered on his paws through the alleyways. 'Like I care what those glorified birds want. I told Charlie that much when she asked if I wanted to be redeemed.'
Although not as bad as when he first arrived, the former shinobi's face was still recognized by the masses everywhere he went. But if anyone were to ask him, he actually liked the disguise - if only to remind the whiskered blond of his old partner.
It was one of the only few things he had left of Kurama, after all...
'God, there are times I actually miss the giant fuzzball...' Naruto thought to himself as he scurried between the legs of passing Sinners, getting a slur of rude remarks from a few of them.
"MOVE IT, BITCH! I'M WALKIN' OVER HERE!"
Without stopping the disguised Sinner turned to look at the angry goat-like demon he just passed earlier, stuck his tongue out at him, pulled down his eyelid and laughed out:
"YIP YIP, MOTHERFUCKER!"
Cackling at the furious yet stupefied look he received, the former shinobi sprinted away on all fours down the next block until he passed by an electronics store with a whole bunch of TVs sitting at the front glass. At full speed Naruto covered the distance of five city blocks, using his mouth to snatch up a WHOLE BOX of pepperoni pizza from a nearby street vendor along the way before racing his way up the side of a building onto the rooftops.
"THANKS FOR THE MEAL, PAL!"
"HEY GET BACK HERE, FUCKSACK!" The unfortunate Sinner - a rather boring blend of cowboy and cactus - roared in anger at having his meal for the day stolen right out of his hands.
Still in a good mood - and wanting to get the last word in - Naruto readily answered back with a raspberry kiss
After making a few leaps close to where the Clocktower was standing in the middle of the city, Naruto finally slowed to a halt and sat on his vulpine haunches before opening the 16" box to reveal the treasure inside.
The mouthwatering aroma of melted mozzarella cheese and extra pepperoni toppings over a freshly baked crust soon invaded the whiskered blond's senses as he licked his lips.
"Ohhh, I love you~" Naruto praised, his recent fondness for the Italian cuisine becoming more evident during his stay in Hell. "But now? I must DESTROY you~!"
As he readied to dig in to eat, however...
*BOOOOOM!*
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...
...*sigh* "Goddamnit, and I was really looking forward to pizza." The whiskered blond grumbled as he gently closed the pizza box before sealing it away within a fiery orange portal. 'Note to self: remember to thank Sensei for teaching me about extradimensional storage portals. Who knew they worked with fuinjutsu?' Naruto muttered to himself before looking for the source of the noise.
It didn't take him very long:
It was a rather large, serpentine-themed steampunk zeppelin drifting through the sky armed with various large amounts of weapons firing down at the ruined urban district on the west side of Pentagram City
"Huh! Pentious must be at it again. Doesn't that guy get tired of building war machines?" The disguised blond muttered to himself before hearing more explosions from the other side of the district, getting a whiff of cherry from downwind. "Hmm...Cherri Bomb's nearby. Another Turf War? It's so soon after Extermination Day, but it wouldn't be the first time this happened..."
Then, he smelled it. A peculiar, almost familiar scent that he'd grown accustomed to recognizing during his stay at the hotel...
'...OH, WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?!' Naruto was very grateful not to be eating anything at the moment, lest he'd choke on his food. "That idiot! He's supposed to bestaying back at the hotel! Christ on a stick, Vaggie's gonna kill him if I don't drag his sorry ass out of here..." Without hesitation, the former shinobi raised himself to stand on all fours before his disguise began glowing a bright burning gold. "Fuck it. Better I get caught on the news than him..."
"...But you owe me, Angel Dust."
Meanwhile, at 666 News Station...
"Charlie? You ready to go, hun?" Vaggie asked as she approached the dressing room housing her girlfriend of five years. In the ten years she'd spent in Hell, the former Exorcist's life had changed much in many ways:
Decorating her now knee-length white hair was a red hairbow with small tears on each side and two long tails.
She was wearing a blouse that is the same color as her bow, with a dark gray peter-pan collar, dark gray trimming on the sleeves, and two dark gray buttons down the front. She also sported a choker and a miniskirt with a thick pale pink waistband hugging her waist, both colored in the same dark gray.
And finally, the white-haired woman's accessories consisted of a set of fingerless slate-gray opera gloves with matching thigh-high stockings, which included a pair of white scallops at the cuff and toes.
Currently, she and Charlie were at the 666 News Station preparing for their interview to try and get more Sinners into their hotel. They were going over the script when suddenly the Princess of Hell shot ramrod straight in shock before bolting towards the dresser they were using, much to the confusion and worry of Vaggie.
"Uh, yeah! Just gimme a second, Vaggie! I'll be riiiiiiiiight out!" Came a muffled voice from behind the dressing room door. Raising an eyebrow in suspicion, the former Exorcist opened the door before walking inside. As soon as she closed the door behind her, Vaggie's eyes widened in surprise.
"Hun? Everything okaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAY?!"
Charlotte "Charlie" Morningstar, Princess of Hell and heir to the throne, had a problem...
"I-I'm sorry! It started again..." The optimistic blond muttered bashfully.
Correction: she had a VERY BIG problem...
"Oh, what the fuck, Charlie...!" The white haired woman groaned as she palmed her forehead
It was a rather common occurrence since she had taken up Naruto's training regimen...
"Please, Vaggie! You have to help me!"
"Wha-now?! But we go on in five minutes...!"
"This CAN'T wait!"
With an extreme amount of hesitation, Vaggie took a deep breath...and ripped the front of Charlie's shirt open, eliciting a surprised yelp from the taller girl.
"Ahh~! Vaggie!"
"..."
"..."
"...Charlie, why aren't you wearing a bra? Again?"
"Vaggie, you KNOW that my girls get irritated by any kind of bra these days, no thanks to mom's genes." Charlie hissed out, shamelessly flaunting her large, pale fleshy D-cup orbs peaked with dusty pink tips for her partner to see. "Plus, that's not even the main issue here!"
Oh, the former Exorcist understood perfectly what Charlie's main problem was:
A small, glowing crimson tattoo consisting of small runes and kanji encircling an upside-down crucifix inside of a pentagram was nestled within the valley of Charlie's breasts. Tiny obsidian wisps of malevolent energy seeped out from within - something that set off cries of alarm within Vaggie's head.
'Naruto's gonna need to take a look at this again. Otherwise...' Vaggie shook her head to clear out such thoughts before they could fester any further. 'No. I'll bring this up with him later. Gotta help Charlie first.' "Hun, hold still and don't make a sound..." The white-haired woman all but demanded as she reached behind her waist.
"Uh, o-okay...I don't think it'll be much of an ISSUE-!" Charlie barely had time to say or do anything before the former Exorcist slammed what looked to be a paper tag with seals written on it in the middle of her chest.
Pain.
Charlie stood there shaking in pain for what felt like hours as the talisman went to work. Her eyes were nearly bulging as red veins creeped into the golden sclera; her fangs slowly elongating into thickened points, and her nails lengthened into razor sharp claws as the Princess of Hell gasped and silently choked on air in the sheer agony of what was happening to her.
Immediately, black lines of ink shot out from the edges of paper across her skin, starting from her chest until they ran down the entirety of her arms and legs as though binding them together. A moment had only passed when suddenly the lines started glowing a bright crimson red, slowly but surely receding back to the paper tag on Charlie's cleavage before it fell onto the floor.
It was only then that Charlie felt weak in the knees and started to collapse. Vaggie, ever vigilant of her partner's safety, was quick to catch her in mid-fall. The white-haired woman looked the blond-haired girl over for anything out of place. When the former Exorcist couldn't find anything wrong, she sighed in relief as she helped her friend back to her feet. "Feeling better, hun?"
*cough* *cough* "Y-yeah...thanks Vaggie." The cheerful blond answered as she magically fixed her clothes with a wave of her hand. Managing to clear her thoughts, the Princess of Hell pondered for a moment before snapping her fingers. "Uh...oh, right! The interview's coming up soon! We'd better get moving..."
"Charlie-" Vaggie began, only to be politely cut off by her companion.
"I know, I know..." She breathed out, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration. "But right now I need to focus on this interview. This is our chance of getting more Sinners to redeem themselves and into Heaven!" Blinking in surprise at her own outburst, Charlie apologized to a slightly alarmed Vaggie. "I promise that we'll talk to Naruto about this. We'll be okay." The princess assured with a smile, getting a smaller smile back from the former Exorcist.
"Okay, hun...You remember what to say?"
*deeply inhales* "Yes! Let's do this!"
"WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!"
*BOOOOOOOOM!*
"WOOHOO, fuck yeah! Take that, shitlord!" came a distinctive female voice coming from a recently-made pillar of smoke.
It was a slender yet curvy-figured, white-skinned cyclops-like demon with a singular eye which has an X-shaped light yellow pupil and a Sunkist-coral sclera. She sported freckle-like spots on her skin and long, strawberry blonde-pink hair with platinum blonde accents, kept in a high half-ponytail by a black ponytail-holder.
Her mouth featured black lips and sharp pale yellow teeth inside, her makeup consisted of a large amount of mascara and eyeliner, and she has several Sunkist coral designs of bombs, explosions and swirled-lines, tattooed on her right arm.
The female Sinner wore a one-shouldered black bra under a similarly-designed pinkish-red torn crop-top with four pale yellow spots around the black X located on the left, and a set of severely ripped black leggings under a torn miniskirt that sported the same color and style as her top.
She also wore shoes that are both colored in a pinkish-red but differing in type; a simple-pointed flat was worn on her right foot, while on her left was a heeled cowboy-like boot with a multi-pointed off-white star on it. She also has two different sets of fingerless Sunkist coral gloves; a regular-length glove on her right hand and an arm-length black-trimmed glove on her left hand.
And in her grasp were a pair of giant bombs, fuse-lit and ready to blow.
"Heeey, Cherri!"
The cyclops Sinner grinned up at the blimp from earlier before turning to face the newcomer to her right. "Well, holy fucking shit! Look who it is!"
"Ha! Missed ya too, Sugar-Tits!" came a snarky, male voice
Her companion was a rather tall, spider-like Sinner demon with a slender build. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light was a light pink heart on the back of his head, and a light pink outline of a heart encircling his chest that the bottom point of extends down to the front of his groin. His arms have light pink stripes that additionally his top set have light pink forearms with white fingers and his second set have white forearms and light pink fingers.
His irises are cerise pink while his right eye has a light yellow sclera and left eye has a dark sclera. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows. He has three cerise pink dots under each of his eyes, almost like freckles. He also has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang.
The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, which was intentionally pushed up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show.
The male Sinner's attire attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, a grey miniskirt, and long grey thigh-high heeled boots. His top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, while his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. He topped off his attire wearing a grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker.
Within two of his hands were a pair of Tommy guns: locked, loaded and ready to fire.
Originally, Angel Dust was supposed to be staying at the hotel while Charlie and Vaggie were doing the interview at the news station.
But then he felt the need. The need...for drugs.
Obviously, rehab could do so much - and it works! - but the spider like Sinner was tired of being couped up at the hotel, and decided to go out on the streets for some action.
It also helped that the resident guard dog was out...
"Where the hell have you been, Angie? I thought you up and died, or some shit?" Cherri Bomb asked off-handedly as she lit the fuses before throwing both bombs over at her left.
"Oh, I wish! I've been stayin' at this crappy hotel outside of town." The pornstar groaned out as he fired at the masses of weird egg-like demons, rendering them asunder just as fast as they can replenish their numbers. "Some broads are lettin' me stay rent free if I play nice."
*BOOOOOM!*
"Y'know, no fights. No pranks. No problematic language - her words, not mine!" Angel mocked as he took aim and shot one of the egg demons into pieces. "Ugh, these crazy bitches are no fun! I've been clean for TWO WEEKS!"
"Ho-ly shit..." Cherri replied with an amused look on her face.
"Well, sorta clean..." Angel Dust was about to finish his sencence, when suddenly-!
*AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!*
"AGH, WHAT THE FUCK?!" Cherri Bomb clamped both of her hands to cover her ears, desperately trying to block out the painful, bloodcurdling howl. The surrounding egg demons immediately shattered to pieces from the noise. Buildings cracked and the streets started to split apart. Cherri tried to stay strong, but it was as though the feeling of blood, death and carnage permeated the very air around them. You could hear it all across Pentagram City - the frightened screams of the masses akin to an unholy chorus. "THE HELL WAS THAT?!"
But while the city in itself was in an uproar of fear, Angel Dust was terrified for a different reason...
'Oh shit, oh shit, Oh shit, Oh Shit, OH SHIT! What the FUCK has him all pissed off this time. Dammit, I fuckin' KNEW I shoulda just stayed back at the hotel!' The famous pornstar was outright panicking at the moment; he'd recognized that howl just about anywhere in Hell. And that also meant:
'I gotta get the fuck outta here RIGHT NOW!'
"I ain't stickin' around ta find out! Catch ya later, toots!" Angel cried as he scrambled his way through the shaking district.
"Wha-Angie, you bitch, what are you doing?!" The bomb-totting Sinner exclaimed as she saw her best friend fleeing the district.
"What the fuck does it look like, Cherri?! We need to get outta here, now!"
"But why?! It's just some Hellhounds-"
"No, the fuck it ain't!" Turning to face her, the spider-themed pornstar had the look of fear in his eyes. "It's HIM, Cherri! That howling means that HE'S here, and we gotta move!"
Cherri Bomb only paled in fear as the identity of the bloodthirsty howl was revealed:
"NINETAILS IS HERE!"
Meanwhile, At The Royal Manor...
Lucifer was in the midst of doing some rather "important work"...
*AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!*
*CRASH!*
"GAH! FUCKING DAMMIT!" The King of Hell cried out as his latest "project" fell out of his hands and immediately set a nearby chair on fire, making him grumble as he cast a spell to douse the flames with water. "What's got that whiskered dick all pissed off now?"
666 News Station...
"Uh, Charlie...?" Vaggie nervously asked her partner as they observed the chaos going on around them at the news station. Things...were going well for them at the start.
But knowing Charlie, she couldn't resist singing out her ideas, in spite of sticking to the plan.
No sooner had the cheerful blond finished her song and was about to continue the rest of the interview than when the demonic howl reverberated throughout the station itself, causing the staff to break out in a panic.
"SOMEBODY GET A LIVE FEED! I WANT EYES ON THAT FUCKER RIGHT NOW!" Katie Killjoy roared out with a manic grin. "I'm not missing this chance to catch Ninetails live in action! TOM!"
"On it!" The gas-masked anchorman replied
Poor Charlie could only blink as she and Vaggie were escorted (read: shoved) out of the studio and the door slamming in their faces.
*deep inhale* *deep exhale*
"It's okay, hun..." The former Exorcist assured the princess as she laid a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "No need to worry..."
"Worry? Why worry?" When Charlie turned to look at the white-haired woman, it was with a forced smile on her face. "You know he wouldn't do this if he didn't have to, Vaggie. It'll be okay!" Palming her hand to her forehead, the Princess of Hell let out a sigh. "At least no one knows that Ninetails IS Naruto, or that he's working with us..." she muttered beneath her breath.
Pentagram City, Westside...
Finally, after a few moments, the howling had stopped. What was once a massive blimp armed to the teeth was now a twisted burning wreck stretched across two city streets.
"Oh, what the fuck was that?!" a male voice hissed from within the debris. "It grounded my precious war machine!"
Finally freed from the wreck, it was revealed to be the sole remaining contestant of the recent Turf War: the notorious inventor Sir Pentious.
As a Sinner demon, Sir Pentious had a snake-like appearance with a body color predominantly in charcoal grey. His eyes had cerise sclera with black pupils, and a mouth with sharp yellow teeth, two of which were long snake-like fangs.
His tail was black with thick yellow stripes featuring numerous cerise eyes running down the length of it. He had a black cobra hood with its front colored yellow with black corners and four cerise eye patterns spread across the center.
His attire consisted of a jacket in a matching charcoal grey to his skin, pinstriped with yellow, and a black bow tie with a single cerise eye in the center. Beneath the jacket was a long-sleeved yellow undershirt. He also wore black fingerless gloves with yellow dots on each knuckle and had sharp cerise claws.
He accessorized with a large top hat in charcoal grey, which had a sizeable cerise eye in the center of it, as well as many sharp yellow teeth and a pair of goggles; seemingly blinked and changed expressions in unison with its wearer.
"Ooooh, why that no-good fucking harlot!" the snake-like Sinner hissed, anger boiling up inside of him. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG IT'S GOING TO TAKE ME TO REBUILD MY PRECIOUS?!"
"No, but I really don't care..."
Sir Pentious froze at the killing intent from behind him before turning around to meet the newcomer...and immediately wished he hadn't.
Standing there, just beyond the furthermost reaches of the crashed zeppelin, was a man. A Sinner, really.
He stood well above six feet, toned in muscle with small battle scars decorating his bare chest. Tribal tattoos decorated his abs and around his neck, with which a necklace with an emerald crystal complimented nicely.
Finishing his attire were a pair of black knee-length armored cargo shorts held up by a burnt orange belt.
His forearms and forelegs were covered by a black metallic substance, save for the fingers armed with razor sharp obsidian claws.
Spiky blond hair grown out to reach the nape of his neck, kept in a low wolf tail. His bangs seemed to cover his blue eyes, complete with black sclera and slitted white pupils. A grin so wide it threatened to split his face in two, showcasing the sharp canines to the snake-like inventor.
The golden fox ears on his head and thickened whisker marks on each side of his face all but confirmed his identity...
"Personally, I don't like snakes - too many bad memories than I care to remember. So imagine my surprise when one suddenly makes its way right at my front door, causing such a noisy scene."
"A-aaahahaha! Mister Ninetails, sir! I-I didn't know you were in the area." Pentious truly did NOT want to die - much less at the hands of such a powerful Sinner such as the being standing before him. "I-I swear, if I had known that the Angel's Bane himself was here, then-"
"Hm? You'd what? Go on to terrorize some Overlord's territory?" Raising an eyebrow, the whiskered Sinner gazed at the now-cowering form of Sir Pentious and his minions. "Even if you were worth their time, they'd just kill you and go about their business as usual. Face it, Pentious: you're nothing but small fry at the bottom of the food chain."
"Wha-But-I...I swear, I didn't know you were here!" was the stammered reply.
Naruto said nothing at first, merely staring dryly at the snake-themed Sinner.
"HONEST!" Sir Pentious exclaimed.
"Riiiiiiiiiiiight..." The former shinobi drawled as he started walking towards Pentious. "Y'know, the last time I dealt with a snake, I tried to skin him alive." When Naruto stopped, he was standing just in front of the quivering snake. "You're no Orochimaru, but you're just as irritating."
"No, NO! Please, this is all a misunderstanding, sir! I-I'm sure we can work something out!"
"I dunno...you did kinda ruin my lunch, and I'm still hungry. I wonder how you'd look as a brand new wallet?"
The snake-like Sinner was sweating cold bullets at this point before bringing his hands together in a begging position. "Spare me, I BEG YOU! MERCY! PLEASE SHOW MERCY! I-I'LL DO ANYTHING!"
"Anything, you say...?"
"y-YES! Yes, of course! Anything you want!" Pentious was feeling grateful that the whiskered sinner was willing to listen to reason.
"Great! Then get out of my territory." Naruto requested with a friendly grin.
The serpentine inventor blinked at the blond man's words, not quite understanding of what he meant. "But...this part of the city doesn't belong to anyone...?"
And then...
Nine long, ethereal fiery-golden foxtails emerged from the back of Naruto's waist in a wrathful dance, as though irritated by the pathetic snake before him. The very tips shifted into angry golden fox heads, opening their mouths to roar as red orbs of highly-destructive energy started growing within their teeth. Sir Pentious felt his heart hammering away with incomprehensible fear as the whiskered blond's lips curled into a snarl, his blue eyes flashing dangerously as he growled out:
"They do now..."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Sir Pentious didn't hesitate - the cowardly Sinner ran for his life, his scales pailing rapidly as he vanished out of his sight.
Naruto kept his glare up for a few moments before closing his eyes with a sigh. Dispelling his tails, the former shinobi shook his head in disappointment at the cowardly display. At least Cherri Bomb had enough sense to retreat before he showed up.
'Goddamn it! And I thought these Sinners would have more of a spine...' The whiskered blond thought as he channeled his chakra through his limbs. 'Those fucking birds really are lucky these demons never worked together to fight back. Really worked, not just form some temporary half-assed truce only to stab each other in the back.'
*RIIIIIIING!*
Naruto blinked as he heard his hellphone went off in his pocket. Reaching inside, he was able to pull it out and answer the call. "Yeah?"
"What happened?" Came the female voice from his phone.
"Nothing much. Just had to scare Pentious and Cherri Bomb outta my turf." he replied, careful not to give anything away lest there be prying ears nearby
"Naruto..."
The former shinobi winced at the tone of voice at the other end of the line. He HATED the way she used that tone, and had grown to fear it.
*sigh* "...There was a pest getting in the way. I had to run damage control."
"..."
"..."
"...Vaggie's gonna kill him when she finds out."
"Well then we're lucky that I was here. Who knows what would've happened if I hadn't gotten myself involved."
"I know, I know...but did you have to make so much noise?"
"Hey, if anyone's gonna be taking the heat for today's bullshit, better that it be me."
"Well, at least one of us got to enjoy themselves..." came the bemoaned reply.
"Ouch. So, not good?" Naruto asked with a teasing grin.
"Ugh! I wasn't even halfway through my presentation when she shoved us out of the station! I mean I get that she's a total cutthroat narcissist, but come on! At least pretend to TRY to take my idea seriously!"
"Hey, c'mon, we've talked about this babe..." Naruto reassured her. "We all knew that this would be an uphill battle, so there's no need to get all angry about an uptight bitch who's probably not worth shit, anyways. There's always next time, right?"
The blond Sinner could've sworn he heard what he thought was a childish whine before: "Fine, fine...oh! That reminds me: do you think you could make us an Oriental hot pot for dinner tonight?"
"Lemme guess: with a Lusty Cream Pie for dessert?" Naruto asked with a cheeky grin, knowing what the answer was going to be.
"...God, I don't deserve you."
He winced as he overheard a loud crash and shouting over the phone. 'I just had to jinx it...'
"WHOA! Uh, looks like Vaggie just found out what Angel almost did! Sorry, I gotta go!"
"Hahaha! I'll be back home soon, don't you worry. Just try and keep the peace until then, okay?"
The former shinobi laughed in mirth at the chaos over the phone. He was quite happy at his good fortune in the past ten years. Granted it had a bit of a rocky start from his death in the Human World, but he had gained so much in turn. He had power, a reputation, and a goal: one that he would help see come to fruition. But most of all, he found new friends. Even if at times it may be dysfunctional, they all seemed to make it work.
"Love you, sweetie~!"
"I love you, too."
Naruto Uzumaki would happily place himself on the wrong side of Heaven and the righteous side of Hell if it meant protecting his newfound loved ones.
THAT was a promise...
And with a golden flash of light, he disappeared
However, he wasn't the only one within the vicinity...
"Ohoho! My, what a rather intriguing turn of events!"
Red eyes and a wide toothy grin seemed to glow from within a shadowy ruin as radio static could be heard in the air.
"This should prove to be most...entertaining~"
-End-Chapter-
A/N:...God, I hope this chapter is an improvement. I had to FORCE myself to think on what to write, and even THEN I somehow find this chapter lacking.
Hopefully you people forgive me. I was distracted at all turns, work or otherwise, but somehow I was able to finish this long-overdue chapter!
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a much needed power nap.
Next to update should be either Blade of Olympus or Arc of the Morning Star. OR...I could start writing the next chapter for this story.
You're my muses, it's your call!
CIAO FOR NOW!