Technological Ninja Naruto Uzumaki (Naruto/ Star Ocean) Chapter 13 part 5

<< TNNU Chapter 13 [Draft] Part 4

Edited 21st DEC 2014

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Naruto’s apartment

Laying on his bed, the lights were switched off in his room. To an outside eye, it would seem as though Naruto was asleep. In reality he was conversing with Sica, after sealing both his legacies away in a storage seal array he had inked onto his right chest.

Calling up the memories of his time in The Legacy, Naruto “pushed” his memories through the mental connection he and Sica shared with great ease. Having bonded with Sica for more than a year, with their communication done mostly via telepathic speech, Naruto was pretty well verse in the special communication link he shared with the A.I.

There was a significant pause as Sica previewed Naruto’s memories. The pause was longer than ten heartbeats, which was a threshold Naruto had discovered through experience usually meant Sica was stumped by whatever it had come across. It had taken Naruto quite a while to realise that Sica was not all knowing and infallible, even with Sica’s seemingly infinite capability to store and recall information. If Sica was not able to provide an answer or estimate within ten heartbeats, it usually meant it had encountered a situation outside its calculations.

Can you provide a clearer memory of those Ancient language you saw in the scroll within the sub-dimension? Sica asked after a moment.

Scrunching up his face, Naruto tried to recall what he saw from the scrolls Old man Hokage had opened back in The Legacy, to show him as a teaching example.

“Did you find something?” Naruto asked as he passed Sica the memory of what he could remembered from that brief glance at the scroll.

Based on the wordings you recall from the scroll written in the Ancient language of your world, I am able to match it with 75% accuracy to a language matrix stored within my database. Sica revealed. I need a larger sampling of this Ancient language of yours to calculate a more accurate estimate. But at the moment, it seems that this Ancient language of yours bears a close relation to the language of a very old race called the Muah.

“The Muah?” Naruto asked narrowing his eyes. “You have been coaching me in Federation History for months, and I don’t recall going over any race named that during all those lessons.”

Knowledge of the Muah is not accessible to the common public in Federation space. That is why they are not covered under any of the Elementary, Intermediate and Advanced civilian education materials I have gone through with you. Sica said unaffected by Naruto’s scepticism. All knowledge of the Muah are classified under Code Grey by Federation Military. Access to this data was only input in my system due to the fact that all high level Federation operatives have a responsibility to inform the Federation if they came across any Muah ruins or artifacts. Which means they need to identify items of Muah origins in the first place.

Naruto frowned, intrigued at this new nugget of information Sica had revealed. “And you estimate that the Ancient language in my world is related to the language of the Muah? Who are these Muah anyway?”

Based on research that Federation scientists had been conducting on the Muah for the past centuries, the Muah is an ancient race that predates Humanity’s claim on Earth. Sica said as it narrated what it knew.

The biological structure of Muah bears similarities to Humanity, but they are tougher, stronger, and more mentally capable in everyway. Many researchers on the subject of Muah believed that this ancient race created the first humans as a second evolutionary pathway to their race.

After World War III devastated the landscapes of Earth, ancient Muah ruins were exposed and the military began secret research into those ruins. Their research bears fruit, revealing that the Muah were once refugees fleeing from a deadly plague that threatened to annihilate their kind.

Recovered and deciphered Muah writings stated that the plague was unleashed by the Great Enemy of Muah, and only three cities of its people survived. To escape from their racial enemy, two cities of Muah decided to flee deep into space, hoping that they would travel far enough that their enemy would never reach them again.

Only one city of Muah decided to attempt a radical experiment and travel sideways, to an alternate reality, thus forever escaping the reach of their Great Enemy. Their alternate reality portal technology was untested at the time, yet their desperation forced them to use it. Half their numbers perished in the attempt, and the surviving Muah arrived on Earth drastically altered and changed. Muah literature heavily emphasised that the First Travellers who survived crossing the “lines of realities”, saw the inner workings of the cosmos.

Naruto frowned. He had learnt of the planet Earth when he covered Federation History with Sica, but the historical facts that the A.I. was telling him now was something new to him. And reality travel? What few Federation comics and literature he had read, viewed the existence of alternate realities as pseudo-science.

He doubted the Federation had any technology capable of reality traveling. Though he was beginning to understand that the Federation Military likes its secrets and there might be more wonders out there in the galaxy which he might never know. If only he could build a starship and travel out to space. But even if Sica could guide him in how to construct one, he lacked the technologies and rare metal alloys to even build the components using Federation templates… Unless he used the knowledge he had and create something new…

Sica continued narrating even as Naruto pondered over the information on Muah and his wandering thoughts.

What those First Travellers saw, led to the surviving Muah and their descendants exploring a totally new scientific field, abandoning most of their old technological advances. Many Federation researchers believed that the Muah were the pioneers of Symbology Science. Many of their Symbology experiments were dangerous, and one such experiment unleashed a catastrophe on Earth that shattered their fledging civilization. It was believed the surviving Muah fled Earth after that catastrophe, leaving humanity to grow unhindered through the next thousands of years.

Decades after Humanity reached out into space and formed the Federation, explorers discovered Muah ruins and Human civilizations on a number of other planets in the galaxy. Based on several Muah findings, one popular theory was that the Great Catastrophe which shattered Muah civilization on Earth, was actually the formation of uncontrollable wormholes created from experimental symbology. These wormholes sent the Muah civilization and a number of the first Humans tribes on Earth at that time, all over the galaxy, thus seeding them on a number of unexplored planets.

Till now, no Federation exploration team ever found a surviving Muah civilization, though several powerful humanoid beings, alleged to be Muahs, had been encountered by a number of Federation explorers through the centuries. Several of these alleged Muahs left warnings of a great threat, and how the universe was in peril. But other than that, all the Federation had on the Muah were their ruins, ancient text and uncovered technologies. With centuries of research, they had also compiled a language matrix of the Muah language.

Naruto blinked at Sica’s words. “So the Federation has their own language matrix of the Muah language?”

Yes, it has an estimated range of around 81.73% accuracy at deciphering Muah text and language. Though the accuracy varies with the different Muah dialects. Sica revealed. Due to the Muahs on different planets using a slight variant of their own language, language shifts are a common factor to account for when Muah texts and ruins are discovered on different planets.

“It will be useful at the very least.” Naruto said decisively. “I can get some of my Shadow Clones to begin learning the Muah language the Federation possessed, so that I have a language base to begin deciphering those scrolls in The Legacy from. I just wish I could bring you into The Legacy somehow, or create a horde of shadow clones to help me. But the Shadow Clone technique requires normal chakra, which is a blend of yin-yang elements, and my yin clone in The Legacy only have access to yin chakra. I did try to imagine a clone of myself in that place… but I guess yin chakra doesn’t work that way.”

Suggestion to pass knowledge of yin chakra manipulation from the Yamanaka and Nara clans to your shadow clones. Sica proposed. It may help your yin clone understand the limits and benefits of operating in a yin dimension. It might also assists your yin clone in future yin chakra manipulation.

Naruto pursed his lips, deep in thought. “I guess those knowledge are vital to me… now that I have The Legacy. But put that idea on the back burner for now. There is too much on my plate at the moment, and I need to focus on the more important priorities. I have clones scouting Konoha as an early warning system in case Madara comes back. I have clones training more vigorously in mid-long range Wood Release techniques, and a number exploring what few chakra shielding seal techniques you managed to scanned from my father’s library down at Root. Add in the Wild Hunt exercies…”

Naruto gave a grimace as he thought of the amount of work, training and research his clones had been doing since the Uchiha attack. Sorting out the clones’ memories had proven to be a massive headache as what they were doing were now less paced out and more intensive.

Even the scouting clones were now helping with research in their spare time. Naruto seriously doubted that he could continue to coherently understand his clones’ memories if he was to increase their workload or make more of them to help. He was mentally hanging by a thread as it was, and he had a feeling if he put more mental stress on his clones or create more of them… the memories they would pass back to him would be an incomprehensible mess.

“And then there is the plan to integrate ‘civilian’ clones into Konoha in order to… improve the living conditions in the village and start their own separate information networks. I have spent so much effort in planning for that, I am not willing to let that go for now.” Naruto said stubbornly. “Add on to the fact that I now have to allocate some clones to learn the Muah language…”

Naruto clenched up as his stomach rumbled.

I am detecting mild waves of unidentified chakra energies from your stomach, similar to what happened ten minutes ago before you came to bed. Sica noted. It is most probably a side effect from your trip into The Legacy.

“Umrph. This is the second time it happened!” Naruto groaned as he jumped out of bed and rushed for the toilet. “Put that down as something to investigate as well, when we have time. I can’t be rushing to the toilet every time I leave The Legacy!”

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Dead Demon Consuming Seal

Kurama rumbled, pacing his cage which had gotten larger and more spacious during the past few months. Flowers, lush green grass and even small saplings had sprung up in the cell with him. The nine-tailed fox narrowed his eyes, recalling the day he had first sighted his container, the day when he realised the brat had somehow gotten the Wood Release bloodline.

The boy had managed to trap him underneath massive roots when he tried to attack him, and even after the boy left, the roots had remained. It was until recently when something in the boy’s mental state had changed, that Kurama was freed of the roots. His prison had also became larger, and plants had started growing within it. For a moment it almost reminded him of father’s gardens…

Kurama snarled at the memory, whipping his tails around in anger, it would not do to dwell on the past. That brat was so far removed from father that it was a sacrilege to compare him to the Great Sage.

Giving the fresh roses nearby a sniff, Kurama was at least thankful that it was not raining blood like it had been for the past two days. That had been a horror to clean out of his fur. And the smell… he might be called a demon by those human meat bags, but that did not mean he like sleeping in a prison that smelt of blood. He was about to settle down to sleep when a massive familiar wave of energy swept through the prison.

Kurama jerked out, mouth hanging wide. He KNEW that chakra signature. Did the boy found the Uzumaki legacy?

The Uzumaki’s Dead Demon Consuming seal allowed an emotional and mental bond from him to his containers when they suffered emotional turmoil. Kurama was well aware of the Uzumaki’s legacy from the time those dratted women, Mito Uzumaki and Kushina Uzumaki had been his containers.

There was another, stronger burst of familiar exotic yin energy that signified his container leaving The Legacy. Kurama growled, there was no doubt about it, that brat must have discovered the keepsake of his clan. Not that it mattered to him anymore, with the powerful Wood Release bloodline the brat possessed, the chance that Kurama could break out of his prison one day was almost nil.

With hopes of escape gone, Kurama had been resigned to his fate for the past months. At least now, it was somewhat comfortable in here. He did not have to worry about the prospect of spending decades squeezed inside a small cage. And hopefully he would be freed, to be able to reform in the world once more, when the brat expires from old age or mortal injuries.

Kurama was personally hoping for the latter, though he did have to admit the saturation of Wood chakra everywhere had a calming effect on his nerves. At least he could no longer detect all those pesky negative emotions of the brat and the various monkeys around him. Of course the saturation of Wood chakra also had the side effect of blocking him from manipulating the brat through the emotional and mental bonds.

Sweeping his tails on the ground so that he could lay on them like a blanket. Kurama was about to settle in for a few days’ worth of nap time when golden lines of power appeared on the walls outside of his prison. Kurama’s eyes widened as the golden lines began forming into a massive seal, and the faces of two very familiar humans appeared, trapped within the massive seal, seemingly in deep sleep.

His mouth dropped into a wide jawed gap, and Kurama snarled in disbelief and anger, feeling fury surged within him. “You worms just wouldn’t stay dead will you!”

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Pangalactic Federation Codex

Logged in: [NAME REDACTED – TOP SECRET]

Level 7 encryption enabled…

Secure Tunnelling Protocol [ALL GREEN]

[Research Codename: Ancients]

Muah – The Old Race [Code Grey Access Required]

The remains of an ancient civilization – named the Muah by the four researchers who first discovered the ruins [Doctors Arnold Maverick, Sally Ugo, Maison Alberts and Jonathan Hannah] – are discovered in an ancient, dried-up seabed, in A.D. 2072.

Using the DNA contained in a 12,000 year old sarcophagus (which had one chromosome ‘lost’ to modern humans), the Earthlings convenes Project Hope, an experiment designed to combine the ancient Muah DNA with modern human DNA in order to create superhumans.

The project proved to be a failure. [more information Project Hope – Code Black Access Required],

Evidences uncovered during the past decades strongly indicated the Muah were an advanced race from an alternate reality. They fled to Earth thousands of years ago due to a catastrophe.

It is known that the first Muah abandoned all their previous technologies to research into the fields of symbology when they settled down on Earth. Reason for the technological abandonment was unknown.

Subsequent generations of Muah lost all knowledge of their previous technological base, and possessed incredible symbolgy science.

Muah of Roak [Alleged – Need further confirmation -/ + Confirmed by NAME REDACTED]

The Muah are also known to the people of Roak as the Old Race.

Centuries of research led to a common theory, that the Muah on Roak originally hailed from the Mu continent on Earth, but an ancient catastrophe dispersed them all over the known galaxy.

There is evidence in Muah ruins on Roak, that a meteor struck the Mu continent on Earth, originally located on the Earthern Pacific Ocean. The meteor disrupted an experimental symbology containment field and a space-time portal was opened.

The portal scattered the Muah and the first generations of humans on Earth all over the galaxy. Some of the Muah found themselves on the Planet Roak where they set up a civilization away from the planet’s natives. Wanting to return home, the scattered Muah tried different methods to return to Earth.

The Muah of Roak created the Eye of Truth [more information Project All Seeing – Code Black Access Required], a device capable of opening space-time portals. While the device worked, the Eye of Truth had an unfortunate side effect. It accidentally opened up a portal to the “Demon” World, causing “demons” to attack the Muah and the native Fellpool.

The Muah of Roak managed to close the gate, but the damage was done, and now there was a portal to the “Demon” World on Roak. Ashamed of their actions, and too afraid to use the Eye of Truth, the Muah on the planet accepted their fate and locked themselves away, hoping one day to return home. They sealed the object inside their Temple of Purity and entrusted its protection to the natural symbological natives of Roak, the Runes.

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>> [Draft in progress] chapter 14 Part 1 – Root’s execution, Chunin first Day, Jonin sensei

Village Hidden in the Bay (Worm/Naruto) [draft snippet] Chapter 5 Part 2

 

<< Village Hidden in the Bay Chapter 5 [Draft] Part 1

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Reality 8757-A41, Brockton Bay, 3rd July 2010

There had been the pain, the overwhelming fear and desperation of the unknown, of not knowing why this was happening to her, and how it was happening to her. She had not realised until then, how much she had depended upon her parahuman analytic ability to understand the world and people around her. Red tinted her vision as she was crippled by the spasms rocking her body… and then like a switch had been flipped, everything had shut off.

An infinite darkness stretched before her, the sparkling of numerous stars doting the horizon. She felt as though she had seen these stars before. There had been a brief memory, of something she had seen in a pain wrecked moment, as she screamed out into the void for help.

Several of the closer stars shone brighter, pulsing with more vibrant colours, and she thought she could hear faint whispers… of something coming from them. Most of them also seemed to be in constant motion. Some were drifting further away at a very fast pace, before disappearing from sight totally. Others were clustering together and staying very still.

The star a few paces from her was an emerald green, made all earthly and beautiful by the twines of brown weaving within itself. Somehow she could instinctively sense that this particular star was the most powerful amongst all the sparkling glows that she could see around her.

Turning around, she saw a smaller and dimmer globe of white shimmering light. A greyish crystal of some sort was visibly embedded with it, shining with a separate greyish glow. The crystal felt wrong, foreign, like it should not belong in the white star in the first place. She reached a hand to the white shimmering star, feeling a sense of familiarity. Touching it, she sensed brief emotions of PAIN and WEARINESS spreading through her current form… and Lisa snapped out of her dream like befuddlement as she literally came to her senses.

“What was that!” Lisa gasped, her hand quickly pulling back from the white glowing star. Information was flittering across her mind, that white ball of light was somehow the very essence of what made her Lisa Wilbourn aka Sarah Livsey. The knowledge was instinctive and instantaneous, and sensation it gave her was… unlike her normal analytic power.

Trying not to freak out, Lisa took in a deep breath and turned, really looking around her this time and trying to recall what had happened. She remembered following that transformation cape who might have plant related abilities. She remembered following that cape to her home, only to end up discovering a hidden entrance of some sort. That entrance had some unknown defence mechanism which literally rendered her analytic power useless and turned it against her.

The pain and desperation from having her power crippled, the subsequent losing of her conscious, and then discovering herself… here. It did not paint a pretty picture. Was she captured by the strange cape? Lisa felt her mind racing, as the cold comfort of her analytic power, now functioning as per normal once more, began to churn out estimates and possibilities of this new… space? Darkness with stars? That she found herself in.

DARK. SEEMINGLY INFINITE SPACE.

SPARKLING GLOWING STARS. VARIOUS COLOURS.

WHITE STAR. PAIN. REPRESENTATION OF HERSELF.

OTHER LIGHTS/ STARS… SOMETHING SIMILAR?

SUFFERED FIGHT OR FLIGHT SITUATION. CAUSED BY UNKNOWN SOURCE.

TRANSFERRED TO THIS PLACE.

CAPTURED?

COULD BE.

NOONE ELSE HERE BUT HER… AND THE LIGHTS.

OTHER POSSIBILITIES?

MEMORIES OF PAIN. DEEP MENTAL TRAUMA.

NEW POWER?

HIGH CHANCE. SECOND TRIGGER.

Lisa gasped, feeling the rush of her power analysing all that she had experienced and seen. Somehow her analytic power seemed to run more smoothly and faster now. And the most probable conclusion that her power had drawn was that she had a second trigger. The possible conclusion was so impossible… yet having taken into account her current situation, it might really be what was happening here.

It was either that or she had been imprisoned in some kind of spatial or dimensional trap. Which considering the amounts of weird and improbable parahuman abilities in the world these days, was not that far off a conclusion. Based on the two possible scenarios, Lisa actually hoped that she had a second trigger, instead of being trapped in some parahuman built prison.

Most parahumans get their powers by suffering through massive trauma, a Trigger Event that somehow empowered them based on the situations they found in. Few however were known to Trigger a second time. A second trigger based granted a cape a new set of powers, or further empower their original parahuman abilities. It was considered a pipe dream in the cape world, and not something that could be replicated at will.

Lisa had read about second triggers when she first found out about her Thinker ability, while reading up on information about parahuman made accessible to the public. Known capes who had second triggers numbered less than twenty amongst the thousands over capes in the world. Second triggers were so rare, that they were considered impossibility by most.

If she really had a second trigger, it probably granted her some kind of power that sent her to this… place. A Mover/ Shaker ability to some sort of alternate dimension maybe? Lisa frowned, it was possible. There were a few capes known to be able to create pocket dimensions. But if that was the case, what was the deal with all those orbs of light all around her?

A large number of the stars had already vanished, moving so far to the edge of her vision while she was contemplating her situation, that she could no longer see them. The white glowing star which she knew with certainty contained the very essence of herself, had also moved from her side, now tagging after the earthly emerald green star that first caught her attention.

Lisa frowned in thought. A star that represented herself… a dark space with other stars, some of which seems to be in constant motion, pulsing words of some sort that she could hear but not understand. She would need to investigate further if she wanted answers.

Narrowing her eyes, she walked after the white star representing her. The white shimmering orb had stopped moving, though the emerald green star seemed to be moving back and forth around the representation of her essence. Noises sounding like radio static was coming from it. Lisa walked up to the emerald star, steadying herself, and reached out a hand to lightly touch it.

WORRY. FEAR. CONFUSION. ANGER.

“… what happened?” A young female voice asked, her voice resounding in Lisa’s head. “The seals were supposed to keep people away! The paralysis seal on the trapdoor is only supposed to be the last layer of defence if they manage to get pass the Deterrence seal! And that voice screaming in my head for help… god… was that her?”

“We found her on the trapdoor. And she somehow managed to see through the Genjutsu produced by the Deterrence seal, only to be paralyzed. She is most probably the one letting out that mental cry. I doubt she’s just an ordinary civilian.” A male voice said in deep tones.

“… this is bad… I wonder who else heard the cry…” The girl said. “I wonder what her powers really do…”

WORRY. ANXIETY.

“If you are worried about her mental powers or of her gaining control of your body, I do know several mental defence seal arrays that can prevent… or at least hinder similar mental techniques.” The male voice said, trying to sound assuring. “Konoha were allies with the Yamanaka clan who specialized in Mental defence and Mental attack techniques, and they helped the village develop several defence techniques and seal arrays against Mental attacks.”

SURPRISE.

“What! You can do that?” The girl said in shock. “… that will be a big help… but you don’t understand. Remember the research I done on parahuman powers? Telepathy is supposed to be a power that would never appear in parahumans. The only alleged being to possess telepathy is the Endbringer Simurgh. If this girl is the one that cried for help in our heads… are we the only ones that heard her cry? Because if others heard it as well… there will be chaos in the streets.”

Lisa pulled away from the emerald star in shock, her analytical power putting the pieces together. She had a vague memory of screaming in her mind for help through a haze of pain. With what she heard and experienced when touching the white star, a representation of her essence, and the emerald green star, which Lisa was starting to believe with certainty was the cape she had been following, it was not a big leap to come to the conclusion that she did have a second trigger.

From the conversations emitting from the emerald star, and Lisa’s own dim memory of what might have happened, she would guess that she had some form of telepathy. Some kind of broadcast telepathy based on the conversation she had just listened in to. This dark space was probably some sort of conceptual dimension/ space that her power accessed when she tried to use her new abilities. And the stars around her were most probably representation of people in real time.

If she was to touch the other stars physically, Lisa was certain she could sense the emotions and heard the thoughts of the people they represented. It was only then Lisa realised how much trouble she was in. Like the unknown cape had thought and said to her companion, who might also be a cape himself based on those mental defence techniques he was talking about, telepathy was supposed to be an impossibility. The Endbringer Simurgh was the only being known to possess telepathy commonly utilized through her infamous telepathic screams.

Though what the man had said did hinted that there were other… capes out there with telepathic abilities? It was something to worry about for another time, once she was able to get out of the situation she was in, and was in a safe place to research what was a Konoha, or Yamanaka clan, which sounded sort of Japanese.

When possible telepathic abilities were discussed in parahuman forums, it always stirred up a lot of fear, paranoid and anxiety because everytime the Simurgh showed up, for people who had heard her screams for too long, things go wrong, maybe sooner, maybe later. Those people literally became walking time bombs. More than a few had their mental state altered by the Simurgh, becoming someone that would cause great destruction to the world in future.

The stigma attached to telepathic abilities, due to the devastation caused by Simurgh using similar abilities, meant that telepathy or powers related to it, caused an undue amount of fear in the populace. Masters that could control humans via their emotions, or just wrestle control of ones’ bodies, drew dangerously close to that line. And it was well known the Protectorate had plans drawn up to put down or deal with parahumans with those sort of Master abilities.

Lisa could only imagine what plans they might have drawn up for someone with telepathic abilities. Lock down Brockton Bay and wall it up like they did to the other cities attacked by Simurgh through the decades? Sentence everyone in the city to imprisonment within confined areas like world war refugees? The possibilities were terrifying.

And if her telepathic cry for help was heard by everyone in the vicinity… Lisa felt dread pooling in her stomach. It would not end well for her. She had no idea how she sent out that cry for help, and now was not the time to attempt to replicate what she had done in desperation.

“Shit!” Lisa cursed, chilled with fear at what might await her once she wakes up in her body. Visions of being locked away by the Protectorate to rot in some dark hole… or even imprisoned in the Birdcage crossed her mind. With the paranoid behind telepathic powers, Lisa was doubtful the government or any agencies out there would let her stay free, even if she did not hurt anyone. “Why didn’t I listen to my common sense and leave that cape alone… what am I supposed to do now? And how am I going to get out of this place?”

She glanced at the white star representing her essence which had been floating motionlessly close by. Maybe if she touched it for a longer time, she could leave this place and wake up in her real body? It was worth a try at the very least, especially since there were no visible exits in this dark space.

If others really heard her telepathic cry, the Protectorate would surely have been notified by now. And with the close proximity the white star representation of herself was to the emerald star, she was probably very close to the unknown cape and her companion. She need to wake up quickly, extradite herself from wherever place they have brought her to, and leave the area. There would be time to experiment and figure out more about her new powers once she was in a safe location that was preferably out of Brockton Bay.

Rushing to the white star that was her essence, Lisa set her jaw grimly as she gripped the orb with both hands. There was a brief sensation of lingering pain… most probably from the paralysis she suffered before she blacked out, and then her hands sunk into the light. Lisa startled, nearly rearing back, as she felt herself being pulled into the white glowing star which had expanded in size and was now an oval shaped portal large enough for her to pass through.

Closing her eyes, she plunged right in, and literally saw her life flashing before her eyes, as she sank into a lifetime of her own memories…

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>> [Draft in progress] Part 2 – Taylor (point of view), Underground Base Lockdown, Mind Cape

Village Hidden in the Bay (Worm/Naruto) [draft snippet] Chapter 5 Part 1

<< Village Hidden in the Bay Chapter 4

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Story Title: Village Hidden in the Bay

Crossover: Worm/ Naruto

Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction. No profit is made from the story. Just a fan’s way of keeping the fandoms alive.

Summary: She was destined to be the saviour of her world. She was the fated antihero, coming into power on Jan 2011. Yet webs of fate could be altered. Realities away, a forbidden technique was used, and the web of destiny… was shattered.

Chapter Five – Simurgh-Lite?

Reality 8757-A41, Brockton Bay, 3rd July 2010

The Brockton Protectorate was a madhouse. The PRT teams were assembling in combat gears, The Protectorate and Wards of Brockton Bay had been called back to the Headquarter, and Director Piggot was in an emergency video conference with Director Costa-Brown and the rest of the regional PRT Directors.

Vista stood nervously with the wards as they gathered in the operations room. She looked at Kid Win who was standing stiffly in his armoured costume. “Is it true?” Vista asked her fellow ward. “A real telepathic cape triggered in Brockton Bay?”

“Apparently so.” Kid Win said, sounding nervous as well. “I heard the calls started coming in through the call centre half an hour ago and the staff flagged up the calls as high priority. The callers were from the Mulberry district, a suburb at the eastern part of town. A lot of them heard a mental cry for help, and based on the callers, it was a “young female” mental voice. Ms. Militia and Velocity were on patrol near that area and went there right away after Assault who was on command duty, told them about the calls.”

“If the grownups are already there, what are we gathered here for?” Shadow Stalker asked crossly.

“Come on Shadow Stalker, a telepathic cape? That’s major news, especially if she is a new cape and is in trouble. There are no known capes with telepathy. It is one of the superhuman powers that everyone thought will never appear in capes.” Clockblocker said rolling his eyes at Shadow Stalker’s lacking cape knowledge.

“The Simurgh is the only being alleged to possess telepathic abilities and you know what happened to those that heard her telepathic screams for too long. There are decades of horror stories and theories of what a real telepathic cape can do with his/her power.” Clockblocker continued enthusiastically, even as Vista shuddered at the mention of the most feared Endbringers. “They probably gathered us to help find or rescue her.”

“Then why are they stalling us here with them?” Shadow Stalker growled, jerking a thumb to the fully geared PRT teams entering the large operation room. “Where are the rest of The Protectorate anyway? We could be on our way now to the east side of town to help Ms. Militia and Velocity with the search.”

“Like Clockblocker said, there’s a lot of terrifying theories of what a real telepath could do. The tradition science fiction telepath can read and control anyone’s minds, find out anyone’s darkest secrets, you know… stuff like that. The Simurgh on the other hand can mess people up with her telepathic scream, turning them into human time bombs that cause mass destruction or casualties in the future. A lot of people are scared that a real telepath will be like a mini Simurgh, or worst.” Triumph, the current leader of the Wards said. “Now that a real telepath has appeared… I think the Directors of PRT and the rest of the Protectorate are probably coming up with protocols and counter-measures of what they should do if this newly triggered telepath take control of anyone, or rip important secrets from everyone’s minds.”

“Oh god… you know how long Director Piggot’s conference calls normally takes. It’s going to be hours before they decide to mobilize us. Especially since this isn’t an Endbringer attack.” Clockblocker said in a long suffering voice. “The new cape could be dead or worse by the time we find her! And anyway, I thought they have protocols in place against capes with mind control. It’s basically get the hell out of their radius and shoot them dead if they are hostile.”

“There are protocols against capes with Master ability over people, but there are none against capes that can read minds, or implant long term mental suggestions in people. Not unless they plan to implement the battle protocols PRT have for the Simurgh.” Triumph said in a reasoning voice. “I doubt the people in Mulberry district would appreciate being quarantined in a refugee camp for the rest of their lives. And frankly that’s overkill. The new cape is probably running scared or in trouble, not an Endbringer.”

“Fuck it, I say we move out on our own.” Shadow Stalker said, seemingly eager for action. “We can…”

The door to the operation room opened again, and this time everyone stiffened in attention as Director Piggot stalked in with Armsmaster. The rest of the Protectorate still in headquarters followed behind the two. Whatever Shadow Stalker planned to say was interrupted as the director gave everyone a serious glare.

“Let’s get down to business.” Director Piggot said briskly, walking to the centre of the room. The Wards and the PRT teams quieten down as they focused their attention on her. “As of 1855hr, it has been confirmed that a female telepathic cape has triggered in the Mulberry district, sending out a mental cry for help. Ms. Militia and Velocity has begun search in that area 20 minutes ago without any luck in locating the new cape. The four PRT teams in the eastern outstation have been sent to lockdown the neighbourhood once our analysts highlighted the new cape as a possible A-rank threat or higher. The Mayor and PRT’s board of directors have reached a conclusion in regards to the threat assessment of this new cape.”

“Currently the whole neighbourhood is in chaos, some who heard the cry are trying to help with the search, several families tried to leave the neighbourhood, some already slipping away before the lockdown was implemented. Director Costa-Brown has authorised the use of PRT Thinkers. PRT Delta and Echo teams, you are to set up post in the command centre and coordinate with the PRT Thinkers in finding out all those within the Mulberry district when the cape triggered. You are then to locate all those who left the neighbourhood before the lockdown.”

“News have already leaked to the local news stations about the appearance of a possible telepathic cape in that district. Dragon is helping to block release of the information online for the time being, but the information stoppage will not last long. Once the villain gangs in town know of the telepathic cape’s existence, there’s a good chance they will be in the area to find the cape for themselves… Considering that this is the first known telepathic cape to trigger, it doesn’t matter how powerful her telepathic ability is, she will be a rarity and commodity that will be considered a prize by the local villains.”

“As such, the rest of Brockton Bay’s Protectorate, the Wards, PRT Alpha, Bravo and Charlie Teams, you are to help the four PRT teams already in position to enforce the lockdown. The Mayor has also called up Brockton Bay’s civilian defence teams to help enforce barricade of the area until we find the cape. Road blocks and metal fences will be set up to fence in the target “hot” zones. There are six main roads into the district, all of you will be split into different groups to guard those access points and patrol the surrounding areas.”

“As for Teams Foxtrot, Juliet and Whiskey, Armsmaster has plotted out the possible location and radius of the telepath’s power based on the calls we have received. You will be starting your search for the new cape within that radius before expanding out of the search radius if needed.” Director Piggot said as the large projection screen in the operation room came alive. Armsmaster was manipulating the projector which projected a large map of the Mulberry district. Two circles, a small red circle and a large green circle was drawn. “The green circle is the lockdown radius, the red circle will be your initial search radius.”

“All of you will be issued a PRT special response armband. Master/ Stranger protocols are in place. Report any unusual behaviours, emotions and thoughts immediately. The green zone should be out of the telepath’s ability range, but that’s only an assumption, and only if she had not already move or was moved. Armsmaster will be coordinating the effort from the command centre. Kid Win, you are to stay and assist him. All Thinkers, Tinkers and PRT personnel with Secret level clearances are not allowed to be anywhere near Mulberry district.” Director Piggot said sternly. “Unfortunately Ms. Militia was already in the area before we could implement this. But for the rest, Battery and all the PRT teams’ group leaders, you are to direct your individual teams from the command centre. Triumph, you are also sitting this one out.”

“What!” Triumph said in surprise at being singled out. “But why?”

Director Piggot just gave him a passing glance. “It is orders from above. Now Armsmaster, you can begin the briefing, I want the response teams to be out of here in ten minutes.”

Armsmaster nodded curtly. “We don’t have much time. So I am going to separate all of you that’s assigned to lockdown duties into teams first. Assault, Clockblocker and Alpha team will take over checkpoint 1…”

As Armsmaster began calling out the team roles and assignment, Vista sneaked a peak at Triumph. From the grim twist of his mouth behind his mask, Vista knew that the Wards’ team leader was displeased at being asked to stand down.

“Guess your daddy must not have wanted you in the field, Roy.” Shadow Stalker jibbed from beside Vista, causing Triumph to stiffen angrily. The wards all knew each other’s civilian identities, and Roy just happened to be the son of Brockton Bay’s current Mayor.

“Stop that Shadow Stalker.” Aegis hissed from the side, stepping up to Triumph’s side. “We are not supposed to use each other’s names in public, or even among PRT personnel. Those protocols exists for a reason.”

“Come on, it is not like they can’t guess who Triumph is, what with the way daddy dearest look out for him.” Shadow Stalker said with a hint of scorn. Triumph’s eyes flashed with anger and he stepped forward. Vista knew if no one interfered soon, Shadow Stalker would have agitated yet another ward into a verbal argument or physical confrontation. Something that had been happening with increasing frequency ever since Shadow Stalker joined them two months ago.

“Stop it!” Vista spoke up, glaring at Shadow Stalker. She was not backing down for all that Shadow Stalker loomed over her short frame. She might be the youngest of the Wards, but she had a Shaker 9 rating for a reason. Vista was not afraid of Shadow Stalker for all her aggressiveness and bad attitude. “Why must you always be so abrasive?”

“Is there a problem Wards?” Armsmaster barked out sternly. He glared at the Wards who fell silent at his look. “No? Good, then let’s move out. We have to find that telepathic cape before it is too late.”

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>> Village Hidden in the Bay Chapter 5 [Draft] Part 2

Technological Ninja Naruto Uzumaki (Naruto/ Star Ocean) Chapter 13 part 4

<< TNNU Chapter 13 Part 3

Edited 21st DEC 2014

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Borders of Amegakure, Land of Rain

Three days of running through forest and rocky slopes had given Mozu Uchiha more than enough time to think about his circumstances. Where once he was one of the most powerful political figure within the Uchiha clan, Mozu had no doubt that he was now a marked man, by both his clan and Konoha, should they ever discover that he was still alive.

In one fell swoop, he had lost his prestige, his wealth and his clan. When Madara Uchiha had appeared before him, breaking him out of his Anbu cell, Mozu had taken the man’s offer to help him destroy his own clan, for he had nothing left to lose. And even now, as he thought back on his own actions, he had no regrets. For his clan was the one that first abandoned him when he and many others were imprisoned by the Anbu for their crimes of planning to take control of Konoha by force.

Hitsuji Uchiha, his fellow Uchiha survivor and companion, a young man who had only attained the rank of a Jonin a few weeks ago, was however noticeably guilt ridden over what he had done in the name of the clan. He had however continued following Madara and Mozu to wherever they were going because there was no other choice.

Madara had made very clear that if they do not join him, they would be better off dead. And there was also the fact that both of them were now wanted men if they ever reveal their faces to the world. Having the backing of the legendary Madara Uchiha would make even the most cold blooded hunter nin pause. In the end both Mozu and Hitsuji deferred to Madara for their continued survival, though Mozu planned to gained a bit more out of that relationship than Hitsuji would ever bear to contemplate.

They had slipped past the Konoha border patrols hours ago, and now they were deep in the Land of Rain, a country that had fully isolated itself shortly after the Third Shinobi War. There were a lot of rumours about what had been going on within that country, but most people were of the mind that Hanzō of the Salamander, leader of Amegakure, the Hidden Rain Village, must have snapped after the war.

After the Rain Daimyō and his entire family perished during the Second Shinobi War, Hanzō had taken over the running of the country as well as the Hidden Village. He had been uncontested mainly due to the fact that the Land of Rain had been a major battleground between the more powerful Elemental nations due to its unfortunate location right smack in between the Lands of Fire, Earth and Sand. No Feudal Lords dared to stake a claim on what was basically a war torn country of that time, what with the quick succession of the Second and Third Shinobi Wars.

By the time an accord of peace was finally reached by most of the Elemental Countries, Hanzō and his ninjas had fully entrenched themselves into the workings of the Land of Rain, and no one outside of a major Hidden Village had the power to contest their claim to the country. No Feudal Lord dared to start another war to claim the Land of Rain for themselves, and thus as the Land of Rain began fully isolating itself from its neighbouring countries, so too did its neighbours ignore its existence.

Now Madara was seemingly challenging the status quo. Mozu had to wonder how Madara would deal with the Rain ninjas who were said to indiscriminately kill trespassers and intruders into their land. Mozu had no doubt Madara would be able to deal with whatever ninjas in his way, but it did beg the question why Madara was leading them ever deeper into the Land of Rain.

The constant rain chilled Mozu’s bones, and they finally came to a stop at a rocky cliff overlooking distant towering buildings.

“Is that… is that Amegakure?” Hitsuji asked, breaking the silence, awed at the sight before him.

None of the later generations of Konoha ninjas had ever seen Amegakure before, though Mozu had been involved in several major battles against Earth ninjas near the Hidden Rain village way back during the Third Shinobi War. Amegakure had certainly changed, the flame scarred buildings from the war had been transformed into towering modern buildings made of stone and steel. The towering skyscrapers were almost comparable to the industrial sector of the Fire capital. It seemed that the Rain ninjas and civilian craftsmen had been hard at work during their isolation.

“Yes it is.” Madara said stiffly. “Now stop gaping and follow me.”

Hitsuji blinked at the admonishment, while Mozu quickly followed after Madara as the legendary ninja rounded a rocky outcropping. Madara removed a specified rock on the ground, revealing a complex seal array of some sort. A drop of blood from Madara activated the seal. Mozu was surprised when a segment of the cliff wall in front of them began to slide open.

“Follow me.” Madara said brusquely, striding into the awning corridor leading into the cliff.

Stepping in, Mozu was glad of the musty warmth as he was finally out of the accursed chilling rain. Hitsuji scrambled after them, and barely managed to enter the tunnel before the cliff wall door slid back into place, closing off the outside and shutting out the pitta-pattering of the rain.

The cliff tunnel was lit up by lamps spaced apart. And as Madara led them deeper into the cliff, Mozu began to wonder if Madara was actually leading them to his lair. The secret base where the infamous ninja had lived all these years. That the man actually made his home right next door to Amegakure was so outrageous and high handed, that it actually fit the arrogant characteristic Madara was supposed to have.

They came out of the stifling tunnel into a large cavern suddenly. Mozu and Hitsuji quickly stilled as they realised there were three people in the back of the cavern looking right at them. All of them wore thick black clocks with distinctive red markings. The red haired man, seated on the throne at the back of the cavern, was the first to caught Mozu’s eyes. From the distance, Mozu could tell there was something… unusual with the man’s eyes, but unless he gets closer or activate his Sharingan, he was unable to tell what’s wrong with it.

Next to the red haired man was a purple haired woman who was looking at them sternly, as she stood by the right of the throne. To the throne’s left hand side was an orange haired man who had what seemed to be black metal piecing through parts of his nose and ear lobes. He also spotted an Amegakure head band, marking him as a Rain ninja.

“Madara, you have returned.” The red haired man on the throne same, as Madara and his group came to a stop in the centre of the cavern. Right in the middle of a massive seal array crafted into the ground. Mozu fingered his kunai nervously. Things were not progressing as he imagined. He had thought he would become Madara’s right hand man. He had thought Madara was bringing them to his lair. But now… who were those three people in front of them? With the presence emitting from all three, it was obvious they were ninjas of some sort and of at least Jonin level if he was to guess.

“Ah yes.” Madara said gravely. “Unfortunately things did not go as I planned. I did bring you two new recruits for your… little organisation. I am sure they will be good partners to you, and help you achieve both of our common goals.”

Mozu felt his blood chilled. Was Madara trading him and Hitsuji away to some other ninjas right in front of their faces? If Madara would even bear to work with these ninjas, that meant they must have possessed a certain level of power, maybe even more than Jonin level… Hokage level maybe? He could not make any rash moves at the moment, at least until he knew more of what he was dealing with. Hitsuji must have come to the same conclusion, because the younger Jonin was standing stiffly next to Mozu, his eyes wide.

“I see…” The red haired man said standing up from his throne walking down towards them. His companions, the woman and the orange haired man followed.

Now that the red haired man was closer, Mozu could made up the indecipherable swirls in the man’s purple eyes. What the man had was not a Sharigan, but it was obviously some kind of bloodline Mozu had never encountered. There was no telling what kind of Dojutsu abilities the man could use.

“I presume these two are Uchiha ninjas?” The red haired man asked as Madara gave a nod. The man smiled slightly, though there was no emotions in his eyes. Mozu felt a chill at the man’s next words. “Welcome to the Akatsuki, I am sure both of you will become… valued members of our organisation in no time.”

Hitsuji stifled a muffled cry, even as Mozu tried to get a handle on the shock coursing through his body. Dread pooled in his stomach as he realised both he and Hitsuji had been conscripted into one of the most wanted and little known criminal organisation in the Elemental countries. Not much was really known about the Akatsuki apart from the fact that they were made up of S-rank ninjas who would accept missions of the darkest sort. Missions that other Hidden Villages would have rejected due to political or moral reasons.

“I will have to get the other members to train these two newcomers up to their level of course.” The red haired man said as he turned to regard Madara. The fact that the red haired man was talking to Madara as an equal was enough to chill Mozu’s blood. “What will your plans be? Now that your aspirations for Konoha had obviously failed.”

Madara regarded the red haired man impassively for a moment before smiling back grimly. “I encountered a problem I did not expect in Konoha. A problem I plan to take care of. It is none of your concern. Focus on taking care of your little kingdom and organisation Pain, and I will worry about my own plans. Just make sure my kinsmen know better than to reveal my existence to the rest of the group will you? I will just hate to have to personally get involved in your little band of ninjas.”

Mozu suppressed a shudder as Madara gave him and Hitsuji one last look before turning and walking away, down one of the many tunnels leading into this cavern. Mozu turned to look at the three ninjas before him as the red haired man continued to observe them. Unable to meet the unknown man’s glance, Mozu looked away as the man whom Madara had called Pain, turned to the woman beside him.

“Get them outfitted properly Konan.” Pain said eyeing the two of them like they were some interesting insects. “Induct them. I will recall Sasori and Orochimaru. I am sure Orochimaru will be interested in meeting our latest ex-Konoha recruits and train them to a level we will have use for. Our plans are finally moving Konan, and if we stay patient… in a few more years, the goals of the Akatsuki will come to fruition… and there will be peace in the world… through our overwhelming might.”

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Borders of Amegakure, Land of Rain

Exiting the hidden tunnel, the false wall closing behind him, the stern looking man made a handseal that dispelled the seal array attached to his face.

Obito felt his face shifting, altering back to its original form. His implanted eye, gained from an unfortunate Uchiha ninja he stumbled across two years ago, twitched painfully in protest. That implanted Sharingan could never achieve Mangekyō Sharingan, but the transformation seal array was powerful enough to make it look as though it bears the swirls of a Mangekyō Sharingan.

In many ways, the transformation seal array was a vital part to his appearances as Madara Uchiha in the world. The transformation seal array was a gift from the extinct Uzumaki clan, to the old Fire Daimyō during the birth of his son. Carefully stored away as a treasured gift in the Fire Daimyō’s treasure vaults, the transformation seal array, and various other “gifts” from the Uzumaki clan to the old Fire Daimyō, were never really utilized in the field.

With the destruction of the Uzumaki clan, those gifted seal designs were considered by the Fire Daimyō to be royal treasures. Many in the ninja world considered it a waste for those powerful seals to just sit unused in the Fire Daimyō’s treasure vaults, and many ninjas had tried and failed to penetrate into the vaults which were protected by seal arrays done way back when the Uzumaki clan exists. It was common belief no one could damage the royal vaults, until more than a year ago during the meteor showers.

One of the meteors had imploded right on top of one of the vaults. The force of its impact was powerful enough to destroy part of the Uzumaki seal protections, even collapsing a large portion of the vault. With no Uzumaki to repair the broken seal arrays, it had been an easy matter for Obito to phase into the vaults a few months later, bypassing the flimsy protections the seal masters in the fire capital had put up.

Obito had taken the Uzumaki seal designs in the vault and had made progress in deciphering a number of them. Perhaps the current Fire Daimyō never discovered the theft, or perhaps to save his reputation, he kept the loss of his treasures silent. Whatever the case, there was never any public outcry that the royal gifts of Uzumaki seals were stolen even after so much time had passed.

Standing near the entrance of the cave, watching the rain fall outside, Obito did not turn when something began emerging from the shadows at the side of the cave.

“You seem to be in deep thoughts my little Obito.” White Zetsu said as it separated from Black Zetsu, both of them walking towards him, standing at each of his side. “What is on your mind my darling little… mrmph!”

“Shut up.” Black Zetsu said, punching White Zetsu in the face. He turned to regard Obito. “It seems that Kyubi brat will be a problem for our plans. To be so powerful so young, we need to take him out now before he became a real obstacle.”

“You were watching the fight then?” Obito asked.

“The back end of it.” White Zetsu said with a shrug. “We were trying to get into the Hokage’s library as planned, but those damn Uzumaki seals protecting it were too hard to break. We can’t do it even with that Seal Breaker array you picked up from those stolen Uzumaki scrolls. We wasted half our chakra blasting through the first layer of protection, only to realise there was no way we have enough chakra to destroy all the protective seal arrays. At least not before reinforcement arrives.”

“Failures aside, I have to admit that Kyubi brat is a chakra monster.” Black Zetsu commented as well. “We saw the clones you were fighting against. It is obvious his Wood Release bloodline allows him to tap into the Nine-tails’ chakra effortlessly. He is an army in and out of himself. He is a danger that needs to be destroyed before he becomes even more powerful.”

“Between the three of us. I am sure we can deal with the kid anytime.” White Zetsu said excitedly. “We can lure him into a training ground away from the village, extract the tailed beast and then gobble him up! A dash of wasabi and soya sauce and I am sure he will be delicious!”

“No.” Obito said shortly, causing Black Zetsu to narrow his eye at the man.

“Don’t tell me you are getting soft just because he was your old teacher’s kid.” Black Zetsu said sternly. “Remember the plan!”

“I am thinking of the plan.” Obito said. A brief expression of conflict flashed across his face before he got his emotions under control. “Naruto Uzumaki has to die. But it will be a temporary death, for once I achieved our goal and bring true peace to everyone in the world, I can bring him back, together with his parents. I will regain what I lost… Kakashi will be his old self again, and Rin… Rin will be alive, and the three of us can be as we used to be… a world without any suffering…”

There was a moment of silence before Obito took a shuddering breath. “There is no need for us to dirty our hands when others would willingly do it for us, causing more havoc within Konoha at the same time. Come tomorrow, I need both of you to set off for all the Elemental nations. Send a message to all of our… contacts… and ask them to spread the word. Disseminate the news to common folks, nobles, and ninja alike. It is time… the world knows that the son of the Fourth Hokage is still alive…”

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>> TNNU Chapter 13 [Draft] Part 5

Technological Ninja Naruto Uzumaki (Naruto/ Star Ocean) Chapter 13 part 3

<< TNNU Chapter 13 Part 2

Edited 21st DEC 2014

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Naruto’s apartment

Returning to his body from the otherworldly yin dimension felt… strange. It felt as though he was suddenly sinking into a heavy and immovable shell. Tingling sensations spread throughout his senses, and he stumbled as he found himself suffering from a serious case of pins and needles, from head to toe. Shocked and momentary afraid that this was some sort of attack, he struggled, gasping as he tried to move his numb limbs, only to stumble face first into a pile of books he had previously stacked on the floor. Grunting in pain, Naruto tried to push himself up.

Your body has expelled a burst of exotic energies and its residue is irritating your sensory nerves, causing temporary peripheral neuropathy. Sica’s dry droning mental voice said in Naruto’s mind. For a moment, Naruto felt a surging relief at hearing the voice of his closest companion.

Am I under attack? Naruto thought back. He seriously doubt his numb throat could form comprehensive words at the moment. He tried to remember what the word neuropathy meant, it sounded like some Federation medical term. Perhaps he remembered it from those Biology lessons Sica was trying to drill into him?

No, your temporary numbness will pass. Already your body and my regenerative functions are dulling your nerves’ sensitivity. Sica remarked. You will recover in 13 more seconds. The Hokage however will recover in an estimate of 20 to 55 seconds due to his lack of regenerative capabilities.

By the Sage. Naruto mentally grunted, counting down the seconds, feeling the numbness fading as he finally managed to push himself into a sitting position. What in the world was that burst of energy you sensed?

The exotic energy burst from you and the Hokage bears similar frequencies to energy signatures frequently detected from the Nara and Yamanaka clan compounds. Sica stated. Their clans’ records state that most of their techniques are formed from the manipulation of Yin chakra. Based on data available, there’s an 89% chance that the exotic energy detected is some form of Yin chakra energy.

Yin chakra? Naruto thought, thinking of the Yin dimension he was just in. That reminds me I need to tell you…

“Oh my, I have forgotten about the dislocation effect. It certainly doesn’t do these old bones any good.” Old man Hokage’s voice groaned behind Naruto. Naruto pushed himself up to his feet, turning to see the Hokage shifting his body stiffly. The older man gave a sheepish chuckle. “They always do say the mind’s the first to go.”

“Dislocation effect?” Naruto asked as the Hokage bent and picked up the Legacy from where it had fallen onto the floor. The older man also rolled the scroll containing the documents from Naruto father’s library off the floor, before standing up and handing both items back to Naruto.

“Ah yes, that was what your mother called the numb feeling that everyone gets when they returned to their bodies from the Legacy.” Old man Hokage said as he stretched his body wearily. “Unlike most Yin techniques in the ninja world which happens in real time, the activated seal array on the Legacy created a ‘bridge’ of sorts to the Yin dimension outside of space/time and back to the real world. The Uzumaki clan believes that the ‘bridge’ contains a constant flow of powerful Yin chakra, some of which was brought back by the Yin clone when it returned to the real world. That shroud of raw and powerful Yin chakra the Yin clone brought back would be enough to temporary paralyze the users and anyone near them.”

The Hokage shook his head. “That’s a key reason why your clan never brought The Legacy to any battlefields, and why The Legacy should only be activated in a safe zone. Seconds of paralysis would be any ninja’s undoing during a ninja fight.”

“I will take note of that. Thank you old man.” Naruto said, pausing a moment before moving forward and awkwardly hugging one of the few people in this village who had looked out for him since he was born. “Thank you for passing me my parents’ … legacies. I will take good care of them.”

“See that you do.” The Hokage said with a grandfatherly smile, tapping the sealed scroll containing the sealed items of the Namikaze library. “Your father had quite an extensive physical library, each sealed by categories, and the sealed categories are then sealed into this greater storage seal. A portion of his library contains his Fuinjutsu and Ninjutsu researches which he kept in the physical world. There have been circumstances where your mother is not available to open the pathway into The Legacy, which was why he set up his own library in the first place.”

Naruto clutched the storage scroll the Hokage pointed to, frowning as he realised he was unable to recognize the incredibly complex storage seal.

“Most of your father’s library however contains rare Ninjutsu and Fuinjutsu scrolls, tomes and works that he had collected and bought during his lifetime.” Old man Hokage chuckled. “Your father made many powerful friends during his time, and was able to get his hands on materials which I might not have gained access to. Of course he also made a lot of powerful enemies. The greater storage seal I used to store your father’s physical library is a personal Fuinjutsu creation of mine. It will only open with my blood and yours.”

Naruto blinked at the old man upon hearing that. His mind piecing the pieces together. “You are afraid someone will come after me for the library?”

“Not exactly…” The Hokage said with a weary sigh. “Officially, the Fourth Hokage’s personal library has been sealed away and stored in the Hokage’s library which is under Anbu protection. I have no intention for anyone to link your father’s legacy back to you, at least not until the time is right. And only when revealing to the world you are the son of the Fourth doesn’t put an assassination mark on you. However, if you were to unseal your father’s legacy in your apartment… For one thing, your apartment would not be able to contain even half of your father’s library. For another, unlike the Legacy of the Uzumaki which exits in another dimension and can only be entered by an Uzumaki, you do not have the necessary resources to protect your father’s physical library should you unseal it and someone finds out.

“But I promise you Naruto.” Old man Hokage said looking earnestly into Naruto’s eyes, touching the storage scroll in Naruto’s hands. “One day when I am confident that you can take care of yourself, that you can survive being named as the son of the Fourth, I will unseal your father’s library together with you. And I entrust this sealed scroll to you as a mark of my promise. In the meantime, if you wish to look at your father’s research, I believe he has made mental tomes of them back in The Legacy.”

“I will take care of them.” Naruto said promising. “And I understand why it has to be done this way.”

A wistful look crossed the Hokage’s eyes as he suddenly looked more tired and much world weary. “You are already so wise at such a young age. I wish your parents would have seen you now. I am sure they will be proud of the boy you have become.” Old man Hokage gave Naruto one last pat on the shoulder before making his way to the window. “Have a good rest Naruto, you will need all your energy when your Jonin instructor drops by tomorrow afternoon.”

Naruto nodded as the Hokage vanished from the window still into the dead of the night. He moved forward to close the window, his mind reaching out to Sica.

“We need to talk Sica.” Naruto said as the window was closed, and he began searching for a good hiding place for the storage scroll containing his father’s library, and the metal cube of The Legacy. “I have some very interesting memories for you to look through…”

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>> TNNU Chapter 13 Part 4

Monster Souls (BtVS/ Multiple) Prologue

I know I should concentrate on my current fanfics, but when I get these plot ideas, they keep running around in my head until I write them down.

So here’s the new plot, what if Xander gets the power to transform into five different rpg monsters from five different games. What if each of his monster form allows him access to some of the gameplay features and skills from each game, like the Limit Break system of FFVII, or the Job system of FFT?

What if more than that, he becomes the apprentice of a very eccentric reality travelling wizard?

And to answer those plot bunnies, I lump the ideas into a starter Prologue that I will hopeful have the time to continue.

Enjoy.

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Story Title: Monster Souls

Crossover: BtVS/ Fate/Stay Night/ Riviera: The Promised Land/ Suikoden II/ Final Fantasy VII/ Final Fantasy Tactics/ Star Ocean 2

Author: Wraithrune

Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. No profit is made from this. This is just a whimsical creation for fans of the various fandoms. And to pay homage to them.

Summary: A reality walking magus, an improvised costume choice, True Magic and Chaos Magic merged, and created the birth of a lost power. Xander will never be the same again.

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Prologue – Twist of Fate

He was bored.

Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, the only living Magician capable of wielding the Second Magic, “Kaleidoscope” in his home reality, was bored and that was never a good thing.

As the Wizard Marshall of his home reality, and one of the twenty seven Dead Apostle Ancestors of his world, he was extremely powerful and near immortal. So when someone of his status and bearing was bored, it resulted in a lot of dangerous situations for those around and close to him.

He was a tall stately looking man clad in a fine black cloak and hand sewn silk shirt and pants, with a defined muscular look. The older man would have cut a charming figure if not for his crop of spikey silver grey hair and blood red eyes. He had ventured to try a new hair style in the current reality he was in, which spoke volumes of just how bored he was.

Currently he was wondering the streets of a small town that sat on a nexus of power, which was what had drawn him here to sight see in the first place. He had finished his examination of the nexus half an hour ago, deeming it as yet another dimensional leyline linked to a lower plane of this reality.

As the Master of the Second Magic, he could freely transverse the multiverse and manipulate the energies of the infinite realities. He had a deeper understanding of realities that even the most brilliant scientists would envy. He understood that each realities had their own planes of existences, and that a single reality could play host to multiple planes leading to vast worlds of different planar denizens. A dimensional leyline was basically a short cut route to one of the planes in the reality. When you have seen and comprehended the workings of one, you have basically seen them all.

And since the dimensional leyline led to a lower plane, it attracted vast gathering of dark supernatural creatures native to this reality. Zelretch had already destroyed three vampires the day before when he first arrived to town, though to call them vampires was a disgrace to the name. The vampires in this reality were basically demonic in nature and possessed no souls, hardly comparable to the dead apostles of his reality.

It did seem he came into this reality and town at the right time, because this very day was Halloween. Having walked into thousands of realities since he deciphered the mystery of the Second Magic, it was always the realities closely alternate to his home reality that were closer to his heart. It was always amazing to see near similar cultures from his home reality demonstrated in different forms in alternate realities.

On his Earth for instance, people do not dress up in costumes for Halloween and freely roam the streets in what was obviously a demon infested town. Of course, on his Earth, there were a number of entities like the mage association and the church that would have long eradicated the town of demons so that they do not threaten the inhabitants. The humans of this world obviously had no such protection, and seemed to be largely ignorant of the supernatural threat.

For a moment Zelretch wondered if he should help clean this town of its more dangerous supernatural presence and drain the dimensional leyline under the town. Such an act would keep the town’s inhabitants safe for a decade or so, at least until the dimensional leyline replenished its energies and attract a supernatural crowd again. But after a moment of thought, the centuries old magus discarded the thought as too mundane a chore for him. He would have taken care of the problem in a few hours, but that would not have taught the people of this world, or of this town anything. They need to start learning to take care of themselves.

Walking past a crowd of costume clad children deep in thought, his stern expression and blood red eyes deterred them from asking candies from him. He was jolted out of his musing when someone grabbed his arm.

“Hey sir!” A costume clad teenager said fearlessly halting the Wizard Marshall. The magus of his world would have wetted themselves at the thought of physically touching the man. That was the good and bad part about reality travelling, people from other realities tend not to know his reputation as the crazy-wizard-marshall-who-can-turn-your-brains-to-mush. In this case, he was not so sure that was a good thing

Zelretch looked at the young man who wore a pair of green clawed gloves, a whip in one of his hands. There was also a pair of large ram like horns sticking out of the teenager’s head, two short and red plastic limbs glued to his rough clothed shirt and pants that seemingly belonged in the middle ages. Zelretch was about to make an off-putting comment about the boy’s hotchpotch dress sense and blindingly hideous costume choice when the teenager continued, a group of small children peeking behind the young man. “You dropped something.”

Zelretch blinked as the teenager held up his small leather pouch, which contains his travelling money. The rest of his wealth and personal items were sealed in a pocket dimension tied to his person for when he needed them. The money pouch was mainly meant for him to present a normal front, instead of startling the shopkeepers of this world by making money appear out of nowhere if he wanted to purchase any mementos.

“Thank you.” Zelretch spoke, his attitude of the young man changing as he took back his money laden pouch. Now that Zelretch observed the young man more carefully, he could sense the teenager’s earnest, goofy air and simplicity of mind, but there was also a hint of steel in the boy’s eyes. Pure of heart and not a push over Zelretch decided, as he read the teenager’s presence and body language. A wave of nostalgic hit Zelretch, the young man reminded him of Nagato Tohsaka, one of his numerous magus apprentice, who while not overly powerful, was fundamentally good at heart, and was someone willing to sacrifice himself for the greater good.

It had been centuries since he looked up on Tohsaka. His student would be dead by now, but the Tohsaka lineage might still probably exits. The Wizard Marshall did wonder if Tohsaka’s surviving descendants would ever finish the homework that he had passed to his average in power magus apprentice. Considering that the homework requires Tohsaka and his descendants to construct Zelretch’s own Jewelled Sword from just a blueprint, it would probably take the Tohsaka lineage another few centuries to be smart and powerful enough to build a sword that could create the Multi-Dimensional Refraction Phenomenon.

Zelretch shook off the memories, he doubt that the young man in front of him could even match half of Nagato’s better characteristics, he must really be getting old to reminisce about the past. Come to think of it, he was already old. Immortality… it does made him feel like a cranky old man at times.

“No problem sir.” The teenager said with a grin. The young man winked at Zelretch as he walked away with his group of children. “Nice costume by the way, I especially dig your red eye lens. Very dark vampire lord without the fangs and blood.”

Zelretch snorted. “Thank you. And what, might I ask, are you dressed as?”

The teenager gave a laugh, doing a twist of his body that made his extra plastic limbs wriggle. The children behind him broke into giggles while Zelretch just blinked, and then stared neutrally at the teenager as the young man replied. “Oh I am just a mix-match assortment of different RPG monsters. Have a good day mister and happy Halloween!”

The young man smiled, turning with a last wave of farewell even as Zelretch wondered what in the world an RPG monster was. Shrugging, Zelretch decided that it must be some sort of mythological monster in this alternate reality. Perhaps the ancient Romans named it, them and the Greeks do love naming their monsters after all. The Wizard Marshall was about to continue his way down the street when…

Power… dark… chaotic power billowed down the streets. Zelretch activated his personal protection. Protective amulets, crafted with the Second Magic, brimming with the powers of realities, formed a powerful shield around him that would have stopped a number of powerful forces in existence. The protection however, was not necessary as the dark chaotic energies flowed passed him, sinking into a number of the costumed teenagers and young children out in the streets in the evening.

Zelretch frowned, his mage sight showing him the intricate spell work forming before him, as he saw those targeted by the strange power undergoing a transformation into what they dressed as.

“A dark magecraft creation… formed by tapping into the dimensional energies leaking from the dimensional leyline under the town… moulded to a chaotic nature… to form temporarily reality marbles around predetermined targets…” Zelretch muttered, anger and shock building at the nasty and rash piece of spell work cast on the innocents before him. Whoever created the spell work would have gotten a Sealing Designation in his home reality just for trying to create temporary reality marbles, much less reveal the presence of magic so wantonly to the public eye. “The reality marbles continue to exist… by draining the lifeforce of its victims, even as they shape reality around the victims… granting them an altered perception of what they dressed as… changing reality around them…”

Screams sounded in the streets as the transmutated children and teenagers engaged in brawls and chased down those that were helpless and unchanged. Rage filled his body as Zelretch prepared a spell to hunt down and destroy the magus that created the atrocious spell work before him. He was halted as a large monstrous half humanoid creature made up of mismatching limbs began chasing those before him.

Zelretch instantly identified the monstrous shape as the young man who had returned his money pouch to him. The young man had grabbed several of the children turned demons, and were in the midst of chowing down on them.

There was no time to prepare a dispel spell on the affected young man, so Zelretch did the next best thing. Taking off one of his more powerful amulets, he threw it at the youth’s monstrous form. The protective power of the Second Magic, the harnessed and tamed energies of realities, met the dark chaotic energies that had changed the boy, sinking into the temporary reality marble powered by the teenager’s own lifeforce. The temporary reality marble was a wicked thing, altering the young man into a monster that was about to consume innocent lives.

Zelretch’s intention was for the powerful protective magic to dispel the dark chaotic energies around the young man, shattering the reality marble around him and revert the teenager back to human form. He never expected the dark chaotic energies to bond with the protective energies created from Second Magic. He could see the chaotic spell work rapidly mutating. It was also visibly and drastically altering the temporary reality marble around the young man. He could see the spell work being dispelled from all others affected, as the changed and malformed chaotic spell focused on the young man, who moments ago, had done a good deed for him.

The monstrous form of the teenager screamed and twisted, throwing the children in its arms away from him. A thunderous orb of energy formed around the boy, trapping him in streaks of what seemed to be lightning, powered by unstable energies of dimensional, chaotic and reality origins. The monstrous form of the boy flickered briefly into his human form, then back to a monster, and then to a human again. His pain filled cry filled the suddenly silent neighbourhood before he imploded into sparks of raw magic, killed right in front of Zelretch’s eyes.

Something dark filled Zelretch at that moment. A burning anger that he had not felt in centuries. Reality bent around him as Zelretch called upon the Second Magic. He had killed a young man he had intended to help. That heretic magus who had casted the chaotic spell had been the cause, and be it man or woman, they were going to pay for their actions and crimes.

The origin point for the chaotic magecraft would be easy to pinpoint with his mage sight. As the Wizard Marshall begun to warp space to travel to the source of the spell work, orbs of light appeared, swirling on the pavement where the young man had last stood before he imploded.

Coins, bronze and silver of nature, a sword and other items of magical nature appeared at the last resting place of the teenager. Zelretch’s eyes narrowed as his keen magical senses and mage sight finally deciphered what the distorted spell work which had mutated from his Second Magic had done.

“Oh dear.” Zelretch said, feeling surprise and shock for what must be the first time in centuries. His pent up rage disappearing. It had been a long time since anyone or any event had managed to startle the Wizard Marshall out of his calm confident shell. A look of awe appeared on the man’s face as he realised what was happening in front him. “Oh dear… this… this… is… fascinating!”

There in front of him, now visible with his mage sight and senses only because he wields the mystery of the Kaleidoscope, he could see a stable reality marble forming before his eyes. And within that reality marble, that piece of separate sub-reality, wisps of infinite energies formed from the soul pieces of the teenager who had imploded from raw energies were slowly piecing itself together.

Somehow, through an unfortunate circumstance, Zelretch, the Wizard Marshall and wielder of the Second Magic had done something that should not have been possible.

He had artificially induced the creation of an extremely powerful, and stable Reality Marble never before seen, imbued in a human soul. But more than that, he had recreated the Third Magic. A Lost Magic. The materialization of the soul. Heaven’s Feel. Wholly through an unfortunate accident that he very much doubt he could begin to safely replicate without decades of study.

For a long drawn out moment, Zelretch was stunned into silence. Then a grin began to stretch across his face as he began to chuckle, sending the children near him scrambling in fear.

It seems that things were getting very interesting in this quaint little reality. Perhaps he should make plans to stay a little while longer. After all the birth of such a great power would surely be felt by the more sensitive and magically attuned of this world. The magically vibrations might even have extended out of this reality to the alternate verses nearby, attracting dangerous and unnecessary attention for the young man.

Zelretch was not the only reality travelling being, though he was among the more powerful and temperate ones. The new bearer of the Third Magic would have no idea of the power he had now gained, and might be unable to defend against the attacks of those who would want his power for themselves.

The goofy young man would not survive long against a group of powerful and more experienced enemies. And who better to guide and nurture the teenager than Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg, Master of the Second Magic, one of the twenty seven Dead Apostle Ancestors, and Teacher of numerous other magicians?

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Author’s note:

In a nutshell Xander gained a Reality Marble containing the ‘realized’ templates of 5 different RPG monsters that follows different reality ‘gameplay’ rules, which is all powered by the Third Magic, Xander’s own infinite soul energy, through the Manifestation of the Soul.

Tentative Monster Forms:

Monster 1

Origin: Riviera: The Promised Land [Mid-tier Lizardman monster]

Halloween Representation: 2 lizard arms

Description: Spear-holding, butt-poking lizard creature.

Skills: Spear attacks.

Gameplay:

  • Agility based combat system
    • Turned based agility combat system.
  • Field Exploration system
    • Creates an Exploration Zone around main character.
    • Randomly provides items, treasure chest or helpful clues to assist main character.
    • Impenetrable shielded Exploration Zone.
  • Hidden Potential
    • Unlock the hidden potential of items by wielding them.
    • Item will deteriorate with each potential unlocked.
  • Character Alignment
    • Party members’ alignment with items are defined.
  • Overdrive
    • Allows for unleash of Overdrive skills, when Overdrive Gauge is filled.
    • Potency of Overdrive skills depends on item alignment.
  • Universal Party system
    • Add members to party
    • Remove members from party
    • Party members have access to current activated Gameplay skills
  • Universal Levelling system
    • Experience is divided among party members.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Loot system
    • Chance of loot from game verses of Riviera: The Promised Land/ Suikoden II/ Final Fantasy VII/ Final Fantasy Tactics/ Star Ocean 2 forming during soul fragmentation.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Random Battles
    • Chance of random monsters engaging party in battle when outside ‘safety zones’. ‘Safety Zones’ include Home base, well defended towns and cities.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Inventory system
    • Hidden dimensional pocket with 99 slots for item storage.
    • A common item can be stacked in an item slot 99 times.
    • 4 currency slots to store the different currency types.
    • Each currency slots can contain 9,9999,9999,9999 of currency.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.

Item Drops:

  • Experience [100% chance]
  • 1-5 Bottom to Middle Tier Items

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Monster 2

Origin: Suikoden II [Boss Lucia Human character]

Halloween Representation: The whip

Description: Lucia is the daughter of Kianu. She joins forces with Jowy Atreides by the promise that the Karayans will be given land. A fierce warrior, she once tried to assassinate Riou after sneaking into the North Window.

Skills: Devastating Whip attacks and Fire magic.

Gameplay:

  • Regular battles system
    • Turn based combat. The only battle style where the Loot system is activated.
  • Duels system
    • The main character is pitted against another character in single combat. This style of fighting only has three moves: Attack, Wild Attack, and Defend. The enemy will hint to the main player what attack he/she is going to perform by the taunts he/she utter.
  • Massive battles system
    • Battle takes place grid style with main character in command of his ‘army’. Certain characters are ‘unit leaders’ while others are ‘supports’. Every character adds a certain amount of defense or attack to a unit and certain characters also add special abilities to the unit to which they have been attached. Every unit may take up to a total of two ‘losses’ which are counted when a unit suffers a severe amount of casualties. Each skirmish they take part in might result in no loss, loss on one side, or even loss on both sides. When a unit suffers its maximum losses it will retreat from battle and, when this happens there is a possibility of the characters in the unit being wounded or even killed. Should a character be killed in a massive battle, they are considered permanently dead.
  • Rune attachment
  • Universal Party system
    • Add members to party
    • Remove members from party
    • Party members have access to current activated Gameplay skills
  • Universal Levelling system
    • Experience is divided among party members.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Loot system
    • Chance of loot from game verses of Riviera: The Promised Land/ Suikoden II/ Final Fantasy VII/ Final Fantasy Tactics/ Star Ocean 2 forming during soul fragmentation.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Random Battles
    • Chance of random monsters engaging party in battle when outside ‘safety zones’. ‘Safety Zones’ include Home base, well defended towns and cities.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Inventory system
    • Hidden dimensional pocket with 99 slots for item storage.
    • A common item can be stacked in an item slot 99 times.
    • 5 currency slots to store the different currency types.
    • Each currency slots can contain 9,9999,9999,9999 of currency.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.

Item Drops:

  • Potch (Money) [100% chance]
  • Experience [100% chance]
  • 1-3 Middle to Top Tier Items

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Monster 3

Origin: Final Fantasy VII [Low-tier Bomb monster]

Halloween Representation: The 2 short red limbs

Description: A fire elemental creature. Known for its self destructive blasts.

Skills: Fire magic and self implosion

Gameplay:

  • Active Time Battle system
    • Real time combat where the time-keeping mechanism does not stop whilst the player selects commands.
    • Some real time events can be stalled when player is selecting commands.
  • Limit Break system
    • Characters in a combat party are able to unleash limit break skills when limit gauge is filled.
  • Universal Party system
    • Add members to party
    • Remove members from party
    • Party members have access to current activated Gameplay skills
  • Universal Levelling system
    • Experience is divided among party members.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Loot system
    • Chance of loot from game verses of Riviera: The Promised Land/ Suikoden II/ Final Fantasy VII/ Final Fantasy Tactics/ Star Ocean 2 forming during soul fragmentation.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Random Battles
    • Chance of random monsters engaging party in battle when outside ‘safety zones’. ‘Safety Zones’ include Home base, well defended towns and cities.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Inventory system
    • Hidden dimensional pocket with 99 slots for item storage.
    • A common item can be stacked in an item slot 99 times.
    • 5 currency slots to store the different currency types.
    • Each currency slots can contain 9,9999,9999,9999 of currency.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.

Item Drops:

  • Gil (Money) [100% chance]
  • Experience [100% chance]
  • 1-7 Bottom Tier Items

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Monster 4

Origin: Final Fantasy Tactics [Mid-tier Bonesnatch monster]

Halloween Representation: The 2 horns

Description: Undead skeleton monsters weak to Fire and Holy-elemental attacks. They can absorb the Dark element. Being undead, they may revive themselves given time if their bodies are not eradicated.

Skills: Water and Ice, Melee attacks

Gameplay:

  • Charge Time Battle system
    • Turn based combat.
  • Town system
    • Able to hire new characters from Soldier Offices by paying Gil.
    • Able to buy supplies and equipment from Shops.
    • Able to get paying jobs from Bars.
    • Able to obtain items from poached monsters from Fur Shops.
  • Job system
    • Party members are able to switch jobs that have been unlocked.
  • Universal Party system
    • Add members to party
    • Remove members from party
    • Party members have access to current activated Gameplay skills
  • Universal Levelling system
    • Experience is divided among party members.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Loot system
    • Chance of loot from game verses of Riviera: The Promised Land/ Suikoden II/ Final Fantasy VII/ Final Fantasy Tactics/ Star Ocean 2 forming during soul fragmentation.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Random Battles
    • Chance of random monsters engaging party in battle when outside ‘safety zones’. ‘Safety Zones’ include Home base, well defended towns and cities.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Inventory system
    • Hidden dimensional pocket with 99 slots for item storage.
    • A common item can be stacked in an item slot 99 times.
    • 5 currency slots to store the different currency types.
    • Each currency slots can contain 9,9999,9999,9999 of currency.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.

Item Drops:

  • Gil (Money) [100% chance]
  • Experience [100% chance]
  • 1-5 Bottom to Middle Tier Items

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Monster 5

Origin: Star Ocean 2 [Bottom-tier Gladiator Human character]

Halloween Representation: Belt, pants and shirt

Description: A barbarian verse in melee combat.

Skills: Melee attack.

Gameplay:

  • Open Field Combat System
    • Action oriented combat. Takes place in broad battlefield where players’ movements are not limited.
  • Talents, Skills and Specialty
    • Define the Talents of Party Members
    • Ability to consume Skill books to unlock new Skills and Specialities.
    • Ability to unlock Super Specialities.
  • Private Actions
    • Creates a time dilation bubble where party members can interact with each other.
  • Universal Party system
    • Add members to party
    • Remove members from party
    • Party members have access to current activated Gameplay skills
  • Universal Levelling system
    • Experience is divided among party members.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Loot system
    • Chance of loot from game verses of Riviera: The Promised Land/ Suikoden II/ Final Fantasy VII/ Final Fantasy Tactics/ Star Ocean 2 forming during soul fragmentation.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Random Battles
    • Chance of random monsters engaging party in battle when outside ‘safety zones’. ‘Safety Zones’ include Home base, well defended towns and cities.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.
  • Universal Inventory system
    • Hidden dimensional pocket with 99 slots for item storage.
    • A common item can be stacked in an item slot 99 times.
    • 5 currency slots to store the different currency types.
    • Each currency slots can contain 9,9999,9999,9999 of currency.
    • This is standard through all monster forms.

Item Drops:

  • Fol (Money) [100% chance]
  • Experience [100% chance]
  • 1-7 Bottom Tier Items

Technological Ninja Naruto Uzumaki (Naruto/ Star Ocean) Chapter 13 part 2

<< TNNU Chapter 13 Part 1

Edited 21st DEC 2014

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Naruto’s apartment – Within Uzumaki’s Legacy

Flying above the maze of shelves, containing knowledge that he could not even begin to comprehend, Naruto could not help being dwarfed by all that had happened, of having a real piece of his parents, the history of his ancestors handed back to him.

Right at the moment, Old man Hokage was making one last attempt at finding the hidden corner where his father and mother had gathered whenever they were in the base. According to Old man Hokage, the small “home base” of his parents had been near the podium, as such, it did not took very long for the two of them to catch sight of a small corner hidden by a few shelves that looked different from the rest of the place.

There was a round table stacked with books and thick tomes, comfortable cushioned chairs around the table, and a hemmock hanging between two shelves. Old man Hokage smiled fondly as he brushed his hand against the table, his gaze seemingly faraway.

“I remembered the first time when your mother brought those she trusted into the Legacy. She took us here, showed us how to manipulate the yin chakra in this dimension into a permanent state. Because of the original structural creation of this dimension by your ancestor, it was easy to extract knowledge and formed them into books and tomes, but it was harder to shape the yin chakra in this dimension into something else.” The Hokage said in remembrance. “I never really got the hang of it, my wife, and one of my former student were however able to match your mother in yin chakra manipulation. Like your parents, they attempt to make a few small areas in this vast library places where they could rest and work. My dear Biwako and I used to have a personal space not far from your parents’.”

Naruto saw the Hokage’s eyes misting as the older man dwelled on old memories. Biting his lips, Naruto hesitated before asking. “Who did she brought in? Do I know any of them?”

For a moment, a look of pain flashed across Old man Hokage’s face. “There was my wife, your mother’s two best friends Mikoto Uchiha and Kojika Hyūga, and two of my former students, one of whom was your father’s teacher and your godfather.” The Hokage said, his eyes tightening with sadness.

“Wait… I have a godfather?” Naruto asked in surprise. “Why have I never seen him?”

“Shortly after your father’s death, he set off for a dangerous and prolonged mission outside Konoha. He has only been back to the village twice after that. The last time was when you was four. He left a toad wallet for your birthday.” Old man Hokage said with a smile.

“He was the one that gave me Gama-chan?” Naruto asked in surprise. He had received a toad wallet when he was younger, but he never found out who left it for him back at the orphanage. He had always thought it had been Old man Hokage who had given it to him. When he was moved into his own apartment and given the orphan stipend, he had saved up for a new toad wallet, keeping the original hidden away as one of his precious objects. All the subsequent incarnations of his wallet had been in the form of a toad, and nicknamed Gama-chan since then.

“Your godfather and I long suspected that the attack of the Nine-tailed beast on Konoha, and the death of your parents, were all part of a bigger conspiracy by a mysterious organisation of rogue ninja that we have been trying to track for years.” Old man Hokage said gravely. “Do not blame him for leaving you behind. He was trying to keep you safe in his own way. There are times a ninja had to make hard decisions to protect his people and his village.”

“Like when my father sealed the Nin-tails inside of me?” Naruto asked sardonically. Old man Hokage winced at Naruto’s words.

“I am sure your father has his reasons for using you as a human sacrifice.” The Hokage said gravely. He clasped a warm hand on Naruto’s shoulder comfortingly. “A lot of it probably stems from the fact that only a full blooded Uzumaki can ever hope to successfully contain the Nine-tailed beast without suffering grievous harm.”

Naruto was silent for a while before he pushed his bubbling emotions away, concentrating on the more important piece of information the Hokage had inadvertently revealed. “I am sure he has his reasons. But I can’t help feeling a little bitter over his choice to make me into a demon container… but about this… godfather… of mine… what do you mean when you say conspiracy? And what rogue ninja organisation are you talking about?”

Old man Hokage paused, as though he was giving thought on how to answer Naruto. In the meantime, Naruto was trying to recall his past conversations with Sica. As far as Naruto was aware, Sica had never mentioned coming across any information about the rogue ninja organisation that old man Hokage had revealed. So either the information did not threaten his wellbeing and the wellbeing of those close to him directly, or the information was never written down and archived, or was sealed. Which means Sica never had a chance to scan the information.

“Those issues are nothing for you to worry about.” The Hokage said, deflecting the question, causing Naruto to frown at the older man’s evasive answer. “You are still a child and your induction into Konoha’s Ninja Corp is a very special case. Take your time to understand your Legacy, figure out what it means to be a Konoha ninja, and train to be the ninja your parents will wish for you to be. Let me take care of the rest. I have already sent a message to your godfather about the recent attacks. When he returns to the village, I will get him to visit you and tell you more about your parents.”

“That is nice, but…” Naruto begun, intending to question Old man Hokage on the mysterious organisation and his godfather. He never got the chance as the Hokage began walking around the table, lifting up several scrolls with a smile.

“Ah I remember this.” The Hokage said with a smile, unravelling one of the scroll. “Your mother was continuing Lady Mito’s research on the Uzumaki bloodline. She managed quite a headway reworking a clan technique originally developed by Lady Mito. Her shape transformation of Yin or Yang Chakra chains was incredibly powerful. I remembered your father telling me she had completed the technique a few months before your mother realised she was pregnant with you. I have only seen her use the Yang Chakra Chains once, against a group of rogue Iwa Jonins who were trying to assassinate your father. They never had a chance to even fight back before she crippled them in a single move.”

The information distracted Naruto from his original line of thought, causing him to frown, as he thought back on what Sica had told him of the Uzumaki clan. “I know the Uzumaki clan was renowned as Seal Masters, and that some of the history books attribute their large chakra reserves and vitality as some sort of bloodline… But how can you create a clan technique if your bloodline just makes you more… healthy and have a larger chakra pool than others?”

The Hokage gave a laugh. “The Uzumaki bloodline is actually the same as the Senju bloodline, or at least they were the same roughly several centuries ago when your clan first begun. As centuries passed, the two bloodlines began to show subtle differences, even though at the core of it, they originated from the same source.

“The Senju were renowned to possess great vitality, large chakra reserves and potent chakra, with an instinctive grip of chakra and shape transformation. Due to inter-marriages between clan members, subsequent descendants began to gain very powerful chakra elements in either Earth and Water. The First Hokage was the first… and only one of his clan members to manifest the Wood Release bloodline, and it was largely thought by the clan to be a flux in their centuries of bloodline strengthening.” Old man Hokage said with a regretful sigh.

“The Uzumaki possess the same vitality and chakra reserves as the Senju. But due to their low numbers, inter-clan marriages were rare in the first few generations. Their chakra and chakra elements were potent but never reached the same levels as the Senju. The Uzumaki however possess more diverse chakra elements as a number of Uzumaki members married outsiders. Their clan descendants frequently showed one or two of the five basic chakra elements instead of only Earth and Water.

“As they grew older, it was widely noted that the chakra of a number of Uzumaki members became more malleable, allowing them to transfer chakra to one another without harming the person receiving the chakra infusion, or even enable them to balance multiple chakra infusion in their bodies. This special form of chakra maturity usually appeared naturally in females of the Uzumaki clan, and seldom in the males. I believed your mother once mentioned a special Uzumaki ritual that was supposed to assist the Uzumaki males in reaching the same state of chakra maturity. You might be able to find mention of the ritual in The Legacy.

“Some of the best medical ninja of the older generations came from the Uzumaki clan. Because their chakra were potent and malleable at the same time, some Uzumaki members were known to be able to bestow regenerative healing just by infusing others with their chakra. Your clan even created a special ‘Chakra Resonance Seal’ just to store limited chakra before infusing it into someone else on activation.

“Tsunade Senju, one of your mother’s trusted companions and the second of my students, further refined that particular seal into something… extraordinary during the time your mother brought her here. I am sure you will be able to find records of her research around her workplace. If memories serves, it should be a few shelves to the north of your parents’ home base. Sadly her modified seal though powerful, requires a particular type of chakra system that is rarely found among the ninja populace. Her seal requires its user to possess absolute and precise chakra control, something that only a handful of ninja each generation would ever possess.

“As to the Uzumaki bloodline, there were other ‘special’ manifestations of Uzumaki chakra throughout the later generations. Your mother Kushina, and Lady Mito, were known to possess a special type of chakra that was extremely supple yet potent in Yin and Yang chakra. Your mother thus possessed instinctive Yin release ability, though she only managed to gain Yang release abilities after years of training. Kushina’s special chakra and control over it allows her to mould her chakra into powerful chains using the shape transformation technique she modified from Lady Mito’s derived creation.

“At the crux of it however, the Uzumaki clan was more infamously known for their Great Seals. The Great Seals tapped into the malleability of their bloodline, were enormously chakra intensive, and could only be activated by an Uzumaki Seal Master tapping on the chakra of numerous Uzumaki clan members at the same time. The Land of Whirlpool, an island located off the coast of our country, was the home of the Uzumaki clan. It got its name not because there were naturally occurring whirlpools in the area but because the Uzumaki clan created those whirlpools with one of their Great Seals, whirlpools that lasted even till this day.”

“I didn’t know seals could do those kind of things.” Naruto said with surprise. The seal knowledge Sica had scanned and tutored him in had never shown the craft to be capable of massive environmental alterations. From what Sica had taught him of Federation History and Sciences, many Federation nations only began studies into environmental manipulation, usually weather control, centuries after their first off world colonization.

“The Great Seals of the Uzumaki clan could do that and possibly more. And the knowledge is all contained somewhere in The Legacy.” Old man Hokage said looking around the shelves filled with ancient knowledge, his lips twisting in a sad smile. “But even if anyone knew how to create those Great Seals now, no Seal Master will be able to activate them without a large group of ninja capable of infusing him with chakra to support the seals. And unless the Seal Master has a malleable chakra system equivalent to an Uzumaki, he will be unable to balance so many different chakra infusions without chakra poisoning.”

“But I am an Uzumaki… and I can access the Nine-tails’ chakra… does that mean I can use those Great Seals?” Naruto asked, feeling a hint of excitement.

The Hokage paused, giving Naruto a considering look before smiling. “Perhaps Naruto. Perhaps… But right now you are only beginning to learn what it is to be a ninja. You don’t have to think about the Great Seals at the moment. Promise me that even if you find knowledge of the Great Seals in the Legacy that you will not attempt to learn them unless I am with you. Even with the Nine-tails providing you with additional chakra, you might end up seriously injuring yourself.”

“I promise.” Naruto said with a nod. Suffering a burn out of his chakra coils was one time too many. He had since learnt his lesson about reaching too far. Naruto did wonder how the Uzumaki Seal Masters that the Hokage had mentioned, had bypass the problem of having their chakra system outputting too much chakra.

“Good.” Old man Hokage said lying a hand on Naruto’s shoulder, looking wistfully down at him. “What I have learnt about your teacher, the training you received from him, how you have handled those secrets and saved the Uchiha, all of those actions made me realised that you have grown up while I was not looking. You have become someone matured enough to be entrusted with your parents’ legacy. The knowledge contained in The Legacy can be dangerous and frightening at times. Just remember I am always here to help you, and be wise when attempting to learn the secrets contained here.”

“I will old man. Thank you.” Naruto said, smiling back at the man who had been akin to a favourite grandfather throughout his life.

“Good, let’s leave this place for now and get you some rest.” Old man Hokage said. “As a Chunin answerable to only me, it is within my jurisdiction to have some personal training time with you. We can go through the knowledge contained within The Legacy during those periods.”

“Will I also have a Jonin assigned to officially train me?” Naruto asked curiously as The Hokage took flight into the air, flying towards the podium.

“Yes, it is tradition, even for a special case like yours. And I already have somebody in mind. Now that things are finally settling down in the village, I will get him to pick you up tomorrow afternoon to officially initiate you into Konoha’s ninja corp.” Old man Hokage said with a smile. “I never planned for you to become a ninja at such a young age, but now that you are, do me proud Naruto, and put your parents’ legacies to good use.”

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