Chapter 274 - My SI Stash #74 - Ninja Grandpa -Uzumaki Naruto by NotAHero (Naruto) (1/2)
-Same author of Joker's Wild & Forget The Rails~ We get a SI Danzo that has been through 3 worlds (One Piece, Bleach & Death Note) As you'll see, the MC will have the traits and the powers of each person he was inserted to i.e. Doflamingo from Joker's Wild and Aizen from Forget The Rails!
Sypnosis: ”You either die a legend, or you live long enough to become me.” -Danzo
”You either die with sanity, or you live long enough to befriend Danzo,” -Everyone else.
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Pilot 1-4
First few threadmarks will jump around a lot. If anyone can help give me the dates(Only piece of information I can't find), of the following two events. To establish a timeline of sorts.
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He kept a level gaze on the three before him, particularly the genin in the middle. Currently introducing himself to him.
”...As for my dream...” The nine year old ninja tapped a finger on his chin. According to the academy's report, he was the presumed dead-last of his year group. His ambitions and aspirations either hidden, an admittedly useful virtue if true, from his superiors or he simply had none. In which case he wasn't likely to pass muster.
”Hmm,-” A glint filled the child's eyes, one that caused his potential squadmates to edge away. Clear discomfort emanating out of them.
He held in the urge to sigh, his earlier estimate of their chances to pass his bell test changing rapidly.
”I am-” His choice of words certainly spoke of hints of an ego. ”-going to slowly systematically help destroy fix the rest of the ninja world,”
He stared, for perhaps a moment too long. His plans for reforming the academy's mental evaluations escalating in priority.
”Your underneath is showing,” He sighed. The words, of course only earned a beaming smile from the 'dead last.' His two squadmates both giving exasperated sighs in turn, his earlier evaluation of them melting in favour of the clear camaraderie shining through.
”Oh, well then I'll be sure to hide my bells better next time.” The brat slapped a hand over his mouth, his two teammates slapping their foreheads in sequence.
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All things considered, he wasn't sure why he was remembering that particular memory right now. He covered his face with his functioning arm, a wince fixing itself on his face, his body pushed back by the force of the explosion, crashing onto the nearby tree.
Or well, one of the few left standing. The squad of killers nipping at his heels had started burning through the forest to get to him.
He huffed, his breath catching up with him as he felt his, rather low reserves all things considered, chakra stick to the branch below him. His gaze latching and locking onto the rapidly increasing number of enemies. The manic gleams eyeing him would've been grating, if not for the fact he was surprisingly at peace with the situation. Ignoring the one souring point at any rate.
Perhaps that was the cause of his sudden nostalgia?
Sixteen ninja, the majority of them recognisable from their Kumo bingo page entries. Odds of survival not high. Fact negligible. Squad safe. Future of Konoha secured.
Even if, despite expecting otherwise, it had been passed to Hiruzen. His, more than capable and more importantly sane, student had been just as surprised to see Shimura stay quiet. When he'd explained the need of them needing a distraction, he'd expected him to be the most arguable. To be the first one to offer himself for one. And given the silence that filled their final meeting, the other two had expected the same.
Yet, Danzo had chosen to instead stay silent, unlike Kinkaku, or was that Ginkaku? The Kumo ninja currently monologuing of what he was presumably going to be doing to the hokage of the leaf village-
Whatever thought's he'd had suddenly vanished, the worst urge to bang his head against the nearest thing filling him. For across the clearing, a singular voice cut through. The Kumo Ninja seizing up, Ginkaku/Kinkaku's mouth had snapped shut. The cheerful voice, one he'd long grown to dread, echoed out across the burning forest.
”False Summoning Jutsu!” The strange, indecipherable words quickly snapping his own attention upwards, his gaze falling on a veritable pool of smoke.
In hindsight, of course the brat had stayed silent.
He more than likely hadn't even considered listening in the first place-
Tobirama's functioning arm fell to the side, his eyes rapidly blinking, his thankfully still active jutsu shrouding him from the enemy. The missing ninja surrounding him all turning their attention upwards, panic and shock filling the majority of them.
”What.” He couldn't help the slip.
”Hey Sensei! Look! Distraction!” Danzo Shimura's voice washed over his own, the ninja currently beaming down on him as he fell through the sky. And falling below him was a massive body of condensed chakra, the pressure in the air itself had skyrocketed out of the creatures presence alone.
The brat had somehow summoned a Tailed Beast.
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Pilot 2
Ohf, f_u_c_k_i_n_g, course there was a second force of ninja waiting for us. Hiruzen was off to my left, his shaking 'Hokage' hands clear for the four Kumo ninja surrounding us. Pinning us into a square formation. Our backs to each other.
Oh... Maybe that's why Hiru's shitting himself.
I was frankly, rather calm. All things considered.
One of the ninja, one wearing a kimono of all things, a single loose sword strapped to it, started clapping. Taking idle steps towards us as he did.
”I must applaud your Hokage's nerves. To choose to save his heir as opposed to himself...”
Oh. F_u_c_k_i_n_g. Course. The straw-hat clad ninja recognised me, the man quickly unsheathing his blade.
”Still, hardly any point in killing just the hokage, when his replacements already prepared.”
Evidently I was getting too famous for my own good.
”Laughing Tree.”
Naturally, on seeing that, I immediately started patting Hiruzen's shoulder. The ninja's, Koharu included at that, face twitching at the action.
”He's monologuing-” I twisted my head out of the way of the flying kunai- My eyes widening, my ears straining from the sudden smile on my face. Koharu and Hiruzen immediately disappearing, my emergency seals activating without a hitch. Sending them back to Konoha. And if Sensei had let me tattoo a seal on him against his will, we totally could've stolen the jinchuriki before us.
Or in other words, the distraction I was looking for!
”Hold!” The samurai grit his teeth, one hand held up. ”That treehugger's mine. Keep a look out for his squad!”
And really, wasn't that hilarious?
I crossed my hands, my kunai blocking the Tailed Beast chakra enhanced blade of the samurai wannabe. His eyes narrowed, clear anger in them. Anger he seemingly held back. The ninja pulled back the slightest, and that was the last action he and his cohorts ever took, a shockwave of chakra erupting from me, pushing him away.
I clasped my hands together, the hand signs almost instinctual, a chuckle immediately starting, my chakra coursing through the rest of my body with haste. The jinchuriki before me seemed to recognise the seal, his scarred features paling, eyes widening.
”Are you mad!?” He roared, his form twisting on it's self, his feet leaping off the ground. A crazed look filtering through his eyes.
And to that, I of course, replied;
”Reaper Death Seal!” The pale cloak of the shinigami briefly obscured my visage. Pale tendrils of chakra shot out towards the nearest souls. The startled, anguished and bemused cries dying out as the shinigami clasped hold of their souls. The Jinchuriki's guard was evidently for show, given the shinigami had ripped through their souls with ease.
The Jinchuriki on the other hand, despite the fury clouding his eyes, managed to hold onto his own. A metaphorical tug'o'war initiating between us.