AN: Man, it feels like it's been forever since I last wrote. I'll start by apologizing, Fallout New Vegas has been taking up quite a lote of my time ever since I got a working controller to use (For the longest time I had two faulty wireless ones, now I've got a wired one that works just dandy!). And speaking of games, Overwatch has gained my attention for a few reasons, of which I won't delve into detail for now. But with little known about the whole 'First Omnic War', it gives me an opportunity to paint my side of the story that I so wish...

So... enjoy! Disclaimer, I do not own Naruto or Overwatch!

"To be a human is to be 'a' human, a specific person with a life history and idiosyncrasy and point of view; artificial intelligence suggest that the line between intelligent machines and people blurs most when a puree is made of that identity..."

-Brian Christian, The Most Human Human: What Talking with Computers Teaches Us About What It Means to Be Alive

Chapter Start

-Overwatch Rising-

"I don't like this, Jack." Two oddly dressed individuals walked side by side, traversing the Hida Mountains range of the Japanese Alps.

The first was a man that stood at 6'1" with short blond hair, black eyes, and a muscular frame. A blue holographic scanner was attached to his right ear, as well as a blue trenchcoat, blue armored shoulder pads, gauntlets, chestplate, and boots. The only things he wore that wasn't blue was his grey baggy pants, his belts...

And the pulse pistol holstered at his right side.

The pulse rifle that he held in his hands also did nothing to hide the fact that this man was a soldier.

The second individual was a slightly shorter woman, standing at 5'9" with smooth black hair that went to the middle of her back and over her shoulders, black eyes with a strange tattoo underneath her left eye, and dark tanned skin. A blue military beret was atop her head, as well as a blue chestplate, fingerless gloves, boots and kneepads. Under all of this, she donned a light tan uniform with the same symbol as the first man on her left shoulder.

She seemed to be on edge, her fingers gently tracing over the trigger on her sniper rifle every few seconds, as if some sort of danger would pop out at any second.

"There's already five of us, that should be plenty for a strike team." the woman stated.

"We have the assault part down, but I'd feel a bit safer with someone more experienced with recon." the man responded.

"Isn't that why you got me, though?" the woman questioned.

"Yes... but this one's special."

-Overwatch Rising-

"For the Rebellion!" Two dozen mechanized humanoids - Omnics - released a battle cry as one, raising their rifles, pistols, any weapons they could hold and use, firing at a lone man...

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?!" The very person they were firing at was not at all happy about his precarious situation, stomping his foot on the ground and clenching his fists in anger.

He stood at 5'9" with red, spiky hair and strange red eyes with three stretched triangles evenly spaced around the pupil that each curved at the top around the eye to form a circle, making it similar to a pinwheel, and three whisker marking on his cheeks. Unlike the armored Omnics attacking him, he wore a plain, button-up burnt orange shirt with the top three buttons undone, the shirt itself being untucked and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, plain black pants, black shoes, a pair of orange-tinted goggles atop his head, and a gun holster on his right hip, the custom .9mm pistol in his right hand...

And despite staying in a single place, every single bullet that was meant for his body just... phased right through, as if he weren't there...

It came as quite the surprise to his attackers, who had surrounded him in the hopes of ensuring he had no way to escape, when their bullets came flying at each other, nearly cutting their numbers in half from those who got hit.

"Every fucking time I go anywhere! Shit like this happens!" the pissed off redhead yelled, whipping his pistol up towards the Omnics in front of him...

"*BANG* *BANG* BANG* *BANG* *BANG*!" He fired off five consecutive shots, each one burying itself into the heads of five Omnics, leaving only ten alive.

"R-Retreat!" one of the Omnics yelled, sending the remaining few into a panic as they fled.

"That's right fuckers! Run!" the man yelled. "Run with your figurative... metaphorical... whatever shit tails between your legs! Ha!"

"*Ahem*..."

...

The redhead suddenly realized that he wasn't alone, at least not the only human in the area.

"Who the fu - oh FUCK!" he scampered backward slightly the very moment he laid his eyes on the two people standing patiently a few yards behind him, coming to the realization that they were the reason that the Omnics fled in terror.

Overwatch - the name of an international peacekeeping force founded nearly seven year ago, just a year after the beginning of the Omnic Crisis. And in those seven years, they had made quite the name for themselves, becoming infamous to groups like the Omnic Rebellion, cartels, the Yakuza, mafias, any who would threaten the international community - mostly the Omnic Rebellion, for their outright hatred of humanity, the size of their army, and their rather publicly known activeness, in comparison to other groups, at least. They were like celebrities, only with an international licence to kill.

Whenever people saw that symbol, the symbol of Overwatch, it meant either one of three things...

One, it was by random coincidence, but that was usually if it was only one member on their break.

Two, shit was about to or has already hit the fan, which was in the case of sighting two or more members.

Or three... they were searching for someone or something.

His bet was on the third option, as much as he hated to admit it...

Because seeing Jack Morrison and Ana Amari, the Strike Team Commander and Strike Team Sniper respectively, together in one place... was never a coincidence.

"I swear, I didn't do it! It wasn't me!" the redhead exclaimed, shaking his head and sweating profusely.

"Naruto Uzumaki?" Jack stated more than asked.

"L-Look, I didn't do anything - well, nothing today... maybe-"
"Are. You. Naruto Uzumaki?" Jack repeated.

"I-I... yes..." the redhead, Naruto Uzumaki, admitted, sighing and closing his eyes...

This was it. His final moments of living, death brought about by the two people that he knew he would stand very little chance against...

"Come with us." Naruto's eyes snapped open, blinking in surprise at the statement.

"W-What?" Naruto questioned in disbelief, slackjawed at the gesture Jack had extended to him.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Ana retorted, causing Naruto to panic slightly.
"Oh! Right! Umm... where are we going?" Naruto queried.

"This is Alpha One to Echo Five, come in Echo Five." Jack called out, pressing his index and middle fingers to the earpiece he wore.

"No seriously, where the fuck are we going?" Naruto repeated.
"Just... don't. All your questions will be answered soon enough." Ana stated in a robotic tone, her face neutral as she stared at the redhead.

"We've got him, bring her down close, Echo Five." Jack finished, tapping his foot as he looked up to the sky patiently.

"What are you - HOLY SHIT!" Naruto exclaimed as an X-45 Osprey, the latest military tiltrotor aircraft that combined the functionality of a helicopter with the long-range, high-speed cruise performance of a turboprop aircraft and great-great-grandchild of the Bell Boeing V-22 Osprey, suddenly dropped out of the sky, stopping short twenty yards above the trio.

Three cables suddenly dropped down, Jack and Ana immediately wrapping their hands and feet around the durable cord... Naruto simply wrapped his hands around the cord.

"Retract in three... two... one... mark!" Jack said, the three cables jolting upward and into the X-45 Osprey.

"Oh shiiiIIIII-!" Naruto cried out, losing his grip on the cable halfway up and falling to the ground, seemingly vanishing into thin air in a spiral vortex...

...

"... Oh well, we tried." Ana said, unfazed at all when Naruto fell and disappeared.

"Where's the third one?" a feminine voice with a British accent called out from the cockpit.

"Wait for it..." Jack mumbled.

"-IIIIIIT!" The two faces of Overwatch sighed, one in relief and the other in exasperation, as Naruto reappeared, crashing straight into the outside of the cockpit.

"There we go." Jack said.

"Uhh... Am I going mental, or does everyone else see the bloke clinging to the front windows?" the pilot asked, turning and directing her question to Ana and Jack while still keeping her eyes on Naruto.

"Help... me..." Naruto groaned out, his voice muffled from being smothered against the window.

"How... How exactly am I supposed to do that, love?" the pilot questioned.

"Just... give me... a sec..." Naruto said, vanishing once again into a spiraling vortex.

"What the bloody hell?" the pilot exclaimed, jumping a little when the redhead suddenly reappeared inside the cockpit.

"There we go... that's better." he muttered, collapsing into the copilot's seat. "Please, before anything else happens... get us the fuck out of here."

"What a foul mouth you have their, love." the pilot said flatly.

"No seriously, before anything else happens." Naruto responded, a serious edge in his voice.

"What could possibly go - oh... I see what you mean." the pilot trailed off, noticing the blinking red light that popped up. "Incoming missiles! Taking evasive maneuvers! Hold on tight back there!"

The aircraft shot up and forward, evading two of the six missiles. Ana stumbled a bit, grabbing the handrail attached to the side door while Jack gripped the opposite rail on the same side door, leaning out and firing off his pulse rifle at the incoming rocket-propelled explosives, causing three of the four remaining projectiles to explode midair. The fourth, however...

"*BOOM*!" An explosion rocked the aircraft, the left engine exploding and sending the entire thing into a spiraling descent.

"We're going down!" the pilot exclaimed, veering the controls in an attempt to halt the spiraling, but to no avail.

"Can you land us?!" Jack called out.

"I can, but it won't be very pretty!" the pilot replied as the aircraft shook even more violently. "Everybody hold on!"

"*CRASH*!"

-Overwatch Rising-

"AAAH!" The pilot screamed as part of the cockpit was crumpled...

Yet she felt no sort of discomfort from being crushed partially.

"I fucking told you!" Naruto screamed, facepalming but otherwise holding his hand onto the pilot's arm. "You guys okay back there?"

"*Cough* *Cough* Well... you didn't lie about it not being very pretty..." Jack said, Ana and himself unharmed save for a few scratches.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" the pilot panicked, flailing around and nearly falling into her seat.

"Quit fucking moving! You're making this really hard!" Naruto yelled, crouching down slightly to ensure he didn't lose his grasp on the pilot.

"What the heck..." Ana muttered, causing Jack to grin.
"I told you this one's special." Jack quipped.

"Try standing up." Naruto ordered, causing the presumably British female pilot to attempt to do so, keyword being 'attempt'. Instead, she just phased through the crumpled cockpit floor, and would've continued to plummet downward were it not for the redhead pulling her back up.

"Uhh... sorry?" the pilot said hesitantly, confused more than anything at the moment.

"Yeah, don't worry about it..." Naruto grumbled, moving his gripping whilst still holding onto the pilot until she was being carried bridal style. He turned to Jack and Ana, sending a knowing yet pissed off look to the duo. "Alright, let's get the fuck out of here."

"What... are you?" Ana asked, causing the redhead to raise a lone eyebrow and the corners of his lips to twitch upwards.

"I... am a motherfucking ghost."

...

"*BOOM*"
"SON OF A BITCH!" An explosion rocked the dead husk that was the Osprey, reminding all of its passengers that they were still in the middle of a firefight.

"Anubis! Seventy-Six! Do you copy?" a foreign voice buzzed over the radio, Naruto barely picking up on what was said even from the pilot's helmet when another explosion sent dirt and fragments of rock flying in all directions.

"We're here, Command! Our bird was taken out but we're all accounted for!" Ana exclaimed, kneeling down and lining up her shots one after another.

"Command we need an evac! Multiple hostiles converging on our position!" Jack said, firing off his pulse rifle at the incoming Omnics.

"Anubis, Seventy-Six, we've dispatched an Osprey for evac. What are you coordinates?"
"Transmitting them now!" With a push of a button, a low beeping sound began to come out of Jack's jacket before the man resumed firing at the robotic humanoids.

"We've got a lock. E.T.A., fifteen minutes out."

"*BOOM* *BAM* *BOOM*!"

"Do we even have fifteen fucking minutes?!"

"You know this would be easier if you would help us!" Ana yelled, claiming another three headshots whilst speaking.

"Oh for fuck's sake - fine! I'll fucking help!" Naruto complied, looking down at the pilot he was carrying. "Sorry about this."
"Sorry about wha - oof!" Before she could even finish her sentence, the pilot was dropped unceremoniously onto the metal floor behind cover.

"Alright you fuckers..." Naruto began, walking through the fallen Osprey's metal hull and out into the line of fire, bullets and pulse energy shots ignoring his very presence and going right through him without nary a scratch or wound...

Soon enough, the barrage of bullets dwindled down until the robotic assaulters were left staring at the redhead, metaphorical mouths agape as one of the Omnics came face-to-face with the ghost of a man.

"You feelin' lucky, punk?" Naruto questioned the Omnic, who shook as it stared into the intricate red eyes that seemed to spin slowly. "Yionk!" he said, plucking the pulse rifle from its hands with little resistance before turning the gun on its previous owner.

And with that, he pulled the trigger, firing off the energy-based weapon into the Omnic's chest.

"O-Open fire!" one of the other Omnics yelled, every single robot aiming at the 'ghost', with each and every shot phasing right through him.

"Blimey! I guess he really is a ghost!" the pilot chirped, catching the pulse pistol Jack tossed her way.

"Let's give him some support!" Jack exclaimed, picking off the unsuspecting Omnics that were focused on Naruto.

"Y'know..." Naruto began, walking up to an Omnic and using it as a body shield, holding the pulse rifle in his right hand and his left turning the Omnic for cover when needed. "What the fuck did I ever do to you guys in the first place?"

"*BANG* *BAM* *BAM*!" the Omnic that he was using for a 'human' body shield took three shots to the back, recoiling slightly from the energy-based blasts.

"I mean seriously, you're acting like I fucked your sister or something - if you guys even have sisters... do you?" Naruto questioned, shaking the Omnic he held on to and finding that though it was unconscious, it was still alive. "... *Sigh* Of course, no answer at all..." He pushed the unconscious Omnic off him, firing at any nearby Omnics.

"*CRASH*!"

...

"Oh you've got to be fucking kidding me..." Naruto mumbled, his rifle dropping to his side as he craned his head up to look at the massive Omnic creation that dropped from the sky...

It was a Spider Omnic Tank, a.k.a. the "Titan". Whatever metals it was made of, Naruto knew that it was resistant to nearly all types of weaponry, with four legs for traversing any type of terrain. And on top of these four legs was an Omnic-controlled pod with four arms, four miniguns, and four rocket launcher pods.

"We're fucked." Naruto simply said, sweating as one side of the Titan turned down to him. "Correction... I'm fucked."

"Think you can get a shot on that thing from here?" Jack whispered to Ana, who was already lining up her shot.

"I can, but..." Ana trailed off, receiving a small nudge from her blond commander. "Fine."

"Any day now! Please..." Naruto shouted to the trio behind him, his eyes locked onto the large, multiple barrels of the miniguns and the now-opened rocket pods.

"*ZIOW* *BOOM*!" A single bullet pierced through one of the missiles that were humming to life, causing the entire left side of the Titan to explode.

"... That could've burned me." Naruto commented, walking out of the fiery metal remains without a single scratch on him.

"Oh cry me a river." Ana retorted, lowering her smoking sniper rifle.

"So, uhh... are we getting picked up or what?"

-Overwatch Rising-

Soon enough, another Osprey arrived, picking up the four people and - upon the repeated and vocal request of Naruto - immediately took off and departed to parts unknown to the redhead.

"So... not even a bit curious why we went after you, love?" the British pilot questioned.

"I just stared down a Titan... after crashing in a different Osprey... and being chased down by fucking Omnics." Naruto said, not even bothering to look away from the passing landscape as he spoke. "At this point, I don't give two shits - though I could probably guess at this point..."

"Well... thanks anyways." she said.

"Ahh... no problem." Naruto responded.

...

"Let's get one thing straight." Ana said after what felt like hours upon hours of silence. "I don't like you... at all. Not one bit."
"Duly noted, bitch." Naruto retorted, causing Ana to grit her teeth and take a deep, relaxing breath.

"... But, I can see why they'd want you, even if you are a pain in the ass." Ana finished.

"Yeah... wait, want me for what?"

-Overwatch Rising-

"Uhh... hi there..." Naruto said meekly, Ana on his left and Jack on his right and both acting as his escorts/wardens.

He was sweating bullets, mostly because he was face-to-digital-face with...

Well, he wasn't exactly sure who the hell most of them were, but he recognized his own nation's prime minister, as well as the president of the United States.

"Naruto Uzumaki..." Prime Minister Sakura Haruno began, her voice stern and booming, as if at hell's gates would open if she so decided it to. "You've got quite the... long list of criminal activities."

"Heh heh... I have no clue what you're-"

"Several counts of bank robbery, four counts of grand theft auto, three restraining orders-"
"Now hold on a sec-"
"-Eight counts assault and battery, sixteen counts of larceny, and that's not even considering the times you've resisted arrest! The only reason you aren't considered for a nation-wide manhunt is because you've never actually taken lives, and our police force has dealt with you enough to be sick of it!"

"How is that possible, by the way? Isn't it in their job description?"
"We would be devoting too many resources to you, but still, I've done my best to pressure them to do better."

"Aww, but the Chief's a nice enough guy... when he's not trying to bust me or pulling his hair out from stress."
"Look, the point is-" Sakura began, the redhead grinning as she rubbed her temples as she spoke. "Your... unique skills, can be - and will be - put to better use, for the good of humanity."

...

"Pffffffft! Ahahahahahahaha!" Naruto burst out laughing, falling to the ground and clutching his stomach. "Oh God! It's starting to hurt! Hahahahahahaha!"

"..." All the other occupants of the room waited patiently - testing the limits of such - as Naruto laughed for a solid two-and-a-half minutes.

"Hahahahahaha... hah... ha..." Eventually Naruto stopped, standing back up and gauging the facial expressions of the room. "... Wait, you're serious?"

"Very." This time, his reply came from the President of the United States himself.

"But... I'm me." Naruto stated, laughing nervously this time.

"Yes, but your ability to... *ahem* 'turn into a ghost', as you so put it, if used properly, would make you the perfect candidate for reconnaissance that would otherwise be extremely difficult if not impossible for our other operatives."

"Ahh, so that's what this is all about." Naruto said, walking over and leaning against a nearby wall. "You want me, because I can get to places easier than others can!"

"... Yes?" Sakura replied hesitantly, taking a few seconds to understand what the redhead's statement meant.

"So... what's in it for me?"

...

"Pardon?"

"What do I get out of... whatever it is you're asking me to do?"
"Mister Naruto Uzumaki, I'm not quite sure you understand the position that you're in." Sakura said, sending a look towards Jack and Ana and they both stepped up to the redhead. "With your criminal record, you're lucky we aren't arresting you right here on the spot."
"Yeah yeah yeah, I've heard it all before." Naruto waved his hand dismissively.

"You're... not going to do anything until you get something out of this, are you?"

"Hell, I'd do it for a Glondike bar." Naruto stated, shrugging his shoulders in a casual manner.
"Really?" Ana questioned.

"Fuck no! But I've always wanted to say that after seeing that old commercial on MeTube."

"Well, we were thinking of wiping your record, give you a clean slate, but-"
"Fuuuuuuck that! I worked hard to get my record to that point!" Naruto exclaimed.

"Jesus fucking - alright, how about this. What do you want?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"... *Sigh* What are your 'demands'?"

"That's better!" Naruto chirped. "Well, first of all, I want a Glondike bar, but that's optional."
"Oh my God I feel embarrassed just at the thought of working with an idiot like you..." Ana groaned out, covering her face with her hand in shame.
"Second, I want an island of my own. Preferably one with a large estate and villa and pleasant weather... and an infinity pool, or some type of fancy fucking pool... and a hot tub." Naruto continued, before holding up a third finger. "Third, you know those new hotrod hovercars? I want a garage full of them, so... like, twelve or so, I guess? Fourthly! I don't want to pay taxes... ever again."
"Is that it?" Sakura questioned.

"Well there's one other thing, but that's not important right now." Naruto replied. "So... Do I have those things or not?"

"... Okay."
"WHAT?!" Naruto and Jack both cringed as Ana cried out in both surprise and anger.

"It's not like those kinds of requests are out of our realm of ability to get. All contracts we approached with were negotiable to a high degree." Sakura stated. "And besides, compared to the other requests that were required for some of your other teammates, his are much more simpler and to the point."
"I don't really do complicated too well." Naruto added.

"Ugh!" Ana groaned, storming off in fury.

"So when do we start?"

"You... don't want the specifics of your job?"
"Oh right! Forgot about that..." Naruto mumbled. "What do you want me to do?"

"You will act as our primary reconnaissance and-"

"English, motherfucker."
"You realize that you're being hired by these world leaders, right? Show some respect." Jack stated.
"Right. English, motherfucker, ma'am."

"You're... ugh. You're gonna act as our spy." Sakura responded, feeling her stress levels rising with each passing second speaking to the redhead.

"Ooh sweet! Do I get a secret codename?"

"... Yes." Sakura managed to reply through gritting her teeth.

"Yes! Secret Agent Double-O Naruto is on the case!"

"What? Like Naruto-o?"

"Hmm... nah. I'll think of later." Naruto said, turning back to the monitor screens. "When do I start?"

-Overwatch Rising-

"Now then..." Naruto groaned at his new 'boss', Ana Amari, who was grinning ear to ear. "I'm going to enjoy this." she said, in an almost arrogant, yet fully, sadistically joyous tone.

"Kiss my ass... ma'am." Naruto retorted.

"Well as your superior, I can royally screw you over if I want to-" "Not for free, bitch." "But... I want to remain some level of professionalism."

"I don't care about professionalism. Just give me the missions, and maybe if you're lucky I'll be outta your hairs in no time." Naruto stated, catching Ana by surprise from the serious tone of his voice.

"We need all the soldiers we can get in this war-" "But I'm not a soldier. I... am a motherfucking ghost."

"Well whatever you call yourself, we'll be working together for the duration of the war." Ana responded. "Our task force is purely recon, a team of three for now."
"A three-person team?"

"Small, fast, you get the idea right?" Ana questioned. "I'll be the acting spotter and shooter, you're our field agent, and then there's our pilot."

"So basically you're the eyes from afar, I'm the eyes and ears on the ground, and then there's our getaway driver."

"That's... one way to put it."

"Okay then... who's our getaway driver?"

"I believe you're already acquainted."

"Already acquainted?" Naruto queried, hearing the sound of footsteps rapidly approaching.

"Sorry I'm late, loves." Spinning around on his heels, Naruto faced the familiar face, a young woman barely in her early twenties, standing at 5'4" with short, spiky brunette hair, brown eyes, and wore an orange skintight jumpsuit, on top of which she donned a brown leather flight jacket with the Overwatch logo on the left shoulder sleeve and the British flag on the right, matching gloves, and grey shoes.

"This, is Lena Oxton... our pilot." Ana stated, causing the brunette to give a two-finger salute.

"Cheers, love! The cavalry's here!"

Chapter End

POST AN: Desperate times in war call for desperate measures... Also, I may have been influenced by the rather colorful vocabulary (Like a sailor's) of that of the Powder Gangers from New Vegas, as well as a few other - the point is, Naruto's gonna act like a dick because he's... well, kinda a dick. Also you won't be seeing much of Prime Minister Sakura Haruno, that was just because I didn't feel like calling the person 'Prime Minister' the entire time.

And from what I understand about the Overwatch storyline, the First Omnic War began thirty years prior to the start of the game, given a gap of about... say, I don't know, ten to twenty years between when the war ends and when the game begins, it gives me quite a bit of space to work with.

Anyways, I'll see you guys next time! Ja mata!

-CrimsonKyuubiSage Out!