Pain.
That was the first thing that greeted me as I felt the first signs of consciousness slowly returning to my body.
The pain wasn't even distributed throughout my body like that ache you get when you wake up after sleeping wrong for a few hours.
No, this pain was focused completely in my eyes and as I opened them, a hiss escaped my lips as nothing but bright light greeted me.
"Fucking hell!" I exclaimed as I fell back down before yelping as I banged the back of my head on something before I froze as a childlike voice was the one that spoke instead of my regular voice that I was used to.
Slowly opening my eyes bit for bit this time, the light was still bright but not blinding as I looked away from the lamp I was looking at directly and at the wooden living room I was in.
It was a bit run down, but it still had a couple of wooden frame benches that were probably the couches of the house and looked a bit shaky and broken, making me frown as I went to stood up only to be surprised by two things that I noticed.
The first was the fact that my legs were ridiculously shorter compared to what I was used to, my toes barely touching the wooden flooring and nearly making me fall over as my mind wanted to subconsciously stand up.
The second was the fact that I could see right through my body and into what appeared to be my veins, but instead of a red liquid that was supposed to be my blood, I instead saw nothing but bright violet flames coursing through them like it was normal.
The funniest and even more shocking part was the fact that I didn't feel anything other than a slight sense of hunger and I frowned as I looked around only to frown at the eerie darkness in the house I was in.
'What the hell is going on? First, I wake up in a kid's body and now I can see right through my body. Also, my blood is apparently violet flames instead of the red liquid it's supposed to be. Hah, is this some kind of VR game?' I thought with a frown as I reached up to my face, ignoring the violet flames pulsing in my hands and arms as well as I went to grab at the supposed helmet on my head before groaning as I felt nothing.
"Okay, VR is out. Perhaps some kind of hallucinogenic? If so, then this drug is pretty trippy." I muttered with a sigh as I shimmied down the bench, taking my time to get ready before grunting as I dropped down and landed on both feet, albeit with a bit of a stumble.
"Okay, now I just need to wa-!" I nearly fell over as I took the first step, pulling my knee to high and quickly placing it down with a stomp that made me freeze as I stood still, waiting for nearly an entire minute before letting out a soft relief as I heard nothing but the patter of rain outside.
"Wait a second. If someone was here, they would have heard me banging my head. Damnit, I'm way too paranoid right now." Then again, if anyone else woke up in a random location in a kid's body with the ability to see their blood as flames, they'd be as paranoid as I am right now.
It took me a few tries to get used to my body, but I was surprised at how quickly I adjusted as I walked around the coffee table in the middle of the room, making sure that I can walk and jog backwards and forwards before I was finally satisfied.
"Okay, now I can run away if something happens. Now, it's time to figure out just where the hell I a-!" I froze in my tracks as I walked into the hallway that connected the living room & the front entrance, looking down in horror at the crimson pool of liquid of the floor.
Right next to the pool of blood were four bodies, three men and one woman.
The woman had scarlet red hair that was visible even in the darkness while one of the men had brown hair, both of them dressed in casual civilian wear that was stained red from their blood.
The other two men though were the reason I had frozen in my tracks other than the blood in front of me, seeing that the two of them had an eerily familiar flak jacket on along with both of them wearing a bandana that had a far too familiar metal plate on the front of it.
'U-Uh, this might just be a Naruto-themed Haunted House. Y-Yeah, that's it. The bodies are made good, though. Almost life…like…' I couldn't even finish my thought as I went to roll the woman's body over before feeling just how cold their skin was, my eyes widening at the sight of her throat having been cut open by something sharp as well as the kunai knife still stuck in her chest.
"Shit! Shit, that's a real body!" I whispered to myself as I looked around, the room growing small as I realized that I was now part of a crime scene.
Worse, I put my fingerprints all over the bodies so I might even be seen as the murderer.
'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Okay, okay! Deep breaths. Calm down. I just…uh, I just need to get out of here. Yeah, that's a fucking great idea when it's raining cats and dogs outside. Wait, how the hell did I even notice what colour her hair was?' That last thought hit me before I could panic and I looked down at my body only to be surprised as I could now see my skin, the violet flames still visible under my pale skin as I noticed the slight scuff marks all over my arms.
'A mirror! Yeah, if I can get a mirror, I could see if I'm not who I think I am. Although, considering the bodies and the fact that the rain hasn't even waned for the five minutes since I've been here…Nope, nope! I am not thinking about it because I do NOT want to be in the most depressed place of the Naruto universe.'
"Just anyone but him. As long as it's anyone but him, I'd be co-Oh, fuck me." I groaned as the first thing I saw was red hair that covered my eyes, followed by a pair of violet-coloured eyes with concentric rings around the pupils looking just as shocked to see me.
'Minato, Obito, Kakashi, even goddamn Guy. There were so many people I could have been…and you give me the guy that has the biggest target on his back purely because of my eyes.' I thought with a frown as I looked at the upset face of Nagato Uzumaki, i.e. one of Madara's many puppets that he had in place for his plan to put everyone in a genjutsu.
"There were so many people. Hell, I would have even taken that one eternal genin guy from that filler episode, but it just had to be Nagato. Then again, he has the best starter kit that you could ask fo-Nope, let me wallow and wail and whine like a bitch, logical side of my brain. Let me be emotional." I grumbled as I spun and kicked the wall behind me only to be surprised by the part of the wall that I kicked blasting away instead of feeling pain in my foot, leaving me to look between the destroyed wall and my foot before I cracked my knuckles.
'You know what? Maybe I'll take this for a test drive.'
"…I take it back. This is arguably the best thing that could have happened to me…and I love it." I spoke with a grin as I sat on the bench/ couch I woke up on, the belongings of the Konoha shinobi lying on the table in front of me while my 'mother' and 'father' were arranged to be sleeping peacefully side by side on the couch next to me.
I had just thrown the Konoha shinobi into the kitchen while also taking whatever food I could, which were surprisingly a few dozen canned goods and that was probably the best thing I could find in this house.
However, the reason I loved my new life as Nagato is quite a simple one.
These eyes were not mine and since Madara didn't want me to die before he could make use of me, he must have used something to activate my chakra or else they would have drained me dry.
That also meant that with the use of them…
"I could manipulate my chakra." I muttered with a grin as I clenched my fist, staring excitedly at the violet energy coursing through my body as well as the violet energy wrapping around my fist like a glove.
'The powerful vitality of an Uzumaki is not something a child could handle, but combine that with the mind of a mature mind that has also watched the show and read the manga a few times…hehehe~ Orochimaru would be proud to see m-Orochimaru! I could finally meet the snake bastard!' I realized as my eyes widened, remembering that the Three Sannin were still young and not the Sannin right now since the Second Shinobi War was still happening, which meant that I could train under Orochimaru before he goes batshit crazy.
'Maybe I could tell him that Zetsu's bodies are immortal so he would just have to take one over and boom! Immortality. Wait, could I do the same with the Human Path?' I thought with wide eyes as I stood up, remembering that the Human Path dealt with souls so I could essentially make both of us immortal just by moving our souls into another body.
'And now I found a way to make him train me. Oh, I love when life hands me freebies.' I thought with a grin as I looked at the pouches that I definitely heard kunai in as well as the scrolls & stacks of food next to it.
"Okay, I have a plan for the future. Now…I need a plan for now. Like how the hell am I even going to find them?" I could just do the lucky approach and walk around, hoping to find them.
However, I also know that food is scarce in this country and shinobi are all seen as enemies so if someone sees either the pouches or food on me, I can either get killed or robbed by other shinobi, which means an end to my premature new life.
There was also the process of living in the house for a few months and do some intense training, but I also don't know how long I can stay with the dead bodies inside the home as well as the fact that any shinobi could attack the house and kill/ rob me.
That leaves me with option 3: Take only one pouch with about two or three kunai, fill the storage scrolls with food that I can keep long term and then travel from abandoned house to abandoned house while training to make sure I can impress the Sannin when I first meet them.
'Wait, Yahiko & Konan! I still have to get them too!' I groaned as I sat back down, remembering the orange-haired boy and blue-haired girl that Nagato would become close friends with in the original story.
"Okay, pack more food and take one kunai." I muttered as I adjusted my plan before nodding as I now had a plan of action, as risky & stupid as it is.
"But first…" I trailed off as I looked at the bodies of Nagato's, or should I say my parents with a soft smile before nodding as I stood up & walked out of the living room to look for a shovel.
'I need to first make sure they get a proper burial at least.'
A/N: And we are off to a very good start with our new story with Nagato!
Basically, I've been chatting with a few other people in the chat, so we decided to go forward with this story.
Basically, it's going to be self-insert having to fight through a war with absolutely no preparation and nothing to help him other than his own wits & mental planning.
Also, I'm going with the theory that Nagato needed his chakra activated in order for the Rinnegan to not kill him from chakra draining(even though he is an Uzumaki) and since the self-insert knows about chakra & everything from his time consuming the media of the show…yeah, he can use it especially since the Rinnegan helps a lot with chakra control.
How this story is going to go…who knows?
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Anyway, as always, read, enjoy, review and until the next one, welcome to...
Violet-Eyed Serpent~!