Hey guys new story for you. I own none of the things in this.

Naruto felt numb. As if every part of his body was frozen and he couldn't move. So much for becoming a ninja.

Naruto was a simple kid. He loved ramen and wanted to become Hokage so that everyone in the village, but with the information he had just discovered he realized that would never happen.

A letter. A letter that explained his entire shit show of a life. He was a jinchūriki. He had a demon sealed inside of him. It was why the village hated him. The years of loneliness and abuse for something his damn father had done.

Dear Naruto

I'm sorry my son. I'm so sorry. If I had another choice I would, but only an Uzumaki can hold the strongest of the Biju. If you haven't realized it yet, I am your father Minato Namikaze the Fourth Hokage.

Your mother is Kushina Uzumaki. She is without a doubt a better person then I am, because she would never do this to you. But I have to. It's my duty to protect the village from any threat. Just know that I believe that you can over come this.

In this letter contains a seal that holds a list of jutsus, fighting styles and history of both I and your mother's families. Use them well to combat anything that comes for you. Always know that we will all ways be watching over you our little maelstrom.

Sincerely and lovingly

Your father

Naruto hated this. He couldn't even really hate the one source of his misery. It wasn't like he could blame his father. He couldn't see the future. He couldn't see that the villagers would treat him like garbage.

Naruto knew that becoming a ninja was just futile. The village would always see him as the demon and the boy that he was. That was where his new technique came in.

Naruto had failed his Genin exam for the third time. His instructor Mizuki had told him their was a bonus test to become a genin. Naruto didn't trust Mizuki, but he was desperate to become a ninja. Naruto just had to learn one technique. He went well above that. HE had learned two jutsus.

The first was the Shadow Clone technique. This allowed him to make clones of himself that were real. They could fight and learn information. The second jutsu was strange to say the least. It was called the Other World Teleportation. Naruto assumed it did want it was called. It allowed the person to teleport to a new world. The details were kinda iffy about it, but it was created by the First Hokage so it had to be an awesome technique.

Naruto was mostly doing this because he was done. Done with the stares of disqust and hatred. Done with not having anyone to care about.

'So long Konoha.'

And with that Naruto was gone.

Gotham City was a cesspool of crime and corruption. For Naruto it was home for the last six months.

Naruto honestly felt like Gotham was a step up from Konoha. Yes here he was a homeless thirteen year old, but here people hated for just living not because he had a giant fox in his gut.

Speaking of the fox.

"Boy get up there's people approaching." The Fox had decided to grace him with his presences after they arrived in this new world. He was a sarcastic asshole that decided he wanted to make Naruto's life a living hell. But he was the only thing that Naruto had of his former life.

Coming down the alleyway were three people. Two adults and a girl around his age. They looked like the ideal family and Naruto wished that he could have had that. Parents who looked out for him.

He decided to just hang out in the shadows. For a kid who liked to wear orange he was surprisingly good at disappearing.

That's when he heard another set of footsteps. Another person appeared from the other end of the alley. It was a man covered in dark clothing with an angry look on his face. He stopped the family from going any further.

"Give me your wallet." The man said with a gun pointed at the family. The father put his hands out in a calming motion.

"Just take it easy." He said as he reached into his coat pocket. Naruto knew he shouldn't interfere. He had seen what guns could do. Powerful weapons that didn't require chakra.

But he wasn't a coward. He had once wanted to be a ninja for Kami's sake. He had to act.

The crook with the gun was grinning now. He was about to make off with a wallet full of cash. These people looked well off and he would probably be well fed for a couple of days, maybe even a week! Then he saw the necklace. It was a shiny pear necklace.

"Necklace too!" His greed could be seen in his eyes.

"Please not this. It was my mother's!" The woman cried. The crook grabbed by the arm furiously. The man went to interfere. The girl began to cry in fright. Then a trash can enter the fray.

The metal can slammed into the crooks back causing him to drop the gun and fall to the ground. A figure dropped from above onto the criminal and began to beat him. It was Naruto decked in orange pants and a white t-shirt.

The criminal tried to fight back, but Naruto was far to strong. His fist struck again and again and the criminal soon lost consciousness. Naruto stood up, a smile on his face from his victory. It was only then did he realize that he was hurt.

A bullet had lodged into his shoulder and Naruto clutched it and winced.

"Fucking reckless. Should have been smart and stayed out of it. Stupid brat." Naruto didn't argue with the Fox because he was right. He was being a hero and got shot for it.

"Are you alright." While he was lost in his thoughts, the girl had approached him. Her father was comforting her mother, not even bothering to look at his families' hero.

"I'm fine." Naruto muttered under his breath as he stood up and got ready to leave.

"Wait! Who are you?" Naruto looked at her. Her blue eyes were locked onto him with a fixation that startled him. She would be beautiful in the future. Of that he would be certain.

"I'm Naruto." He said and then ran into the darkness of Gotham.

Unknown to him this encounter with Alexa Wayne would change her life and outlook forever.

Seven Years Later

Naruto Uzumaki had changed a lot in the last seven years. No longer a scrawny kid and raggedy clothing. He was now twenty years old and was near 6'ft tall and broad shoulder. He was wearing in expansive orange dress shirt with dress pants and had a drink in hand. He was standing next to the bar talking to the bartender Marv, one of his employees. Marv was a huge man nearing 7'ft tall. He was heavily scarred and always had a grin on his face. He was Naruto's right hand man and best employee. He was the proud owner of one of the most popular bars in Gotham, The Shadow Cabinet. It was a large club filled with dancing college teens and some older patrons all having a good time, drinking, dancing and generally having a good time. Naruto found himself growing bored.

"Get me a refill Marv." The large man nodded and poured another glass of whiskey for his boss. "Slow night tonight?" The large man shrugged his shoulders

"Just another night in Gotham boss." Marv said as his eyes past over the crowd. Naruto nodded then downed the rest of his drink.

"Cool I'll be in the back office." With that Naruto left the main part of the club and climbed a set of stairs to his office. It was mostly bare. A desk next to the window with a computer sitting on it. A lamp. The most outstanding feature was a elevator. If anyone were to look at the blue prints for this building they would see that the elevator didn't exist.

'Just another night in Gotham.' Naruto thought to himself as he went down. Another night in Gotham was a nightmare to someone else.

James Gordon was once the brightest star in the GCPD. In his younger years he was in charge of cases such as the Bertinelli murders, the Wayne incident and the early rise of mafia heads. For awhile he had gotten out of Gotham. Had raised a family. His young children Barbra and James Jr were his life. But his return to Gotham was long time coming.

Chicago had been nice for awhile. It was much safer then Gotham. The children were coming along nicely and Lee was happy to be away from the darkness the was Gotham. But after getting into a shoot out with his corrupt partner, no one wanted to work with him. Gotham was his only choice. Lee hadn't been happy, but it was their only choice.

'She'll get used to it again.' That was what he wanted to believe, but Gotham had a way of turning you into something that you didn't want to be. It was an overwhelming sensation that corrupted some people and ruined even worse people. Escaping Gotham hadn't been easy, but they had managed.

"Hey Jimmy you here about the newest menace to Gotham?" Bullock said to his partner. Gordon had known Harvey Bullock for along time. Back when he had been starting in Gotham they had been easy allies at everything Gotham had to throw at them. Where he had escaped the darkness and left, Harvey was left to endure the anger and corruption the plagued the city.

"What is it Harvey." Gordon asked dryly as his eyes locked onto his partner. Harvey was sitting at his desk a folder in his hand. It was labeled Unknown.

"Read this. Some nutjob is going around trying to clean up the streets. He's already been seen around the docks and the lower ends of Gotham. Beating the holy hell out of anyone breaking the law. Hell it says here he found some would-be-rapist and broke both his legs and arms. He also been seen at Marconi's deals.

Gordon read over the file. It had multiple incidents where this ''vigilante' had been seen, but it had no description of the figure. "Looks like Gotham has it own guardian angel."

"Or a demon. Either way it our new case." Harvey said as he grabbed his coat. Gordon sighed and got up as well.

It was going to be a long night in Gotham.

Willis Todd was a scum bag. He knew that. His wife knew that and his partners in this job knew that. Hell his kid probably knew it. But he was a scum bag that was able to follow orders. And his orders were simple. Kill the newly returned Lieutenant Gordon's wife. Set an example for the man who had made a fool of the Falcone crime family. Pretty simple.

Quickly picking the lock his two partners for this job entered first. Sneaking through the living room of the house, everything was going according to plan. That was when a scream broke the silence. Standing opposite of them was a young teenage girl. The Lieutenant's teenage daughter Barbra.

Barbra Gordon still wasn't used to living in Gotham. Even though she was used to living in a large city. Gotham seemed a thousand times louder then Chicago. She had decided that she was going to get a drink of water to calm herself down. Instead she walked right into a home invasion.

"Barbra what's the matter?" Her mother yelled from the second floor. Barbra tried to yell for her mother but one of the men grabbed her and held a gun to her temple and she just froze.

"You scream and we kill everyone." The man muttered and pulled her back into the kitchen. Willis and his other partner hid in different parts of the living room. They could here someone walking down the steps. Standing at the bottom of the steps was Leslie Gordon nee Tompkins. She was a younger woman who had darker hair with only a bit of gray in it. She was in fact very beautiful.

"Barbra?" Her other asked and looked around not being able to see in the room. That was when Willis struck. He hit Leslie upside the head with his gun and she fell to the ground unconscious. Barbra wanted to run to her mother, but the gun to her head stopped her. The criminal threw her to the ground and pointed the gun at her.

"Sorry kid, but you've seen our faces." Just as he went to pull the trigger the door to the house blew off the hinges. The large wooden door crashed into Willis and sent him flying across the room. A figure leapt into the room. He was tall man and his outfit would have looked ridiculous on anyone else. He wore a large trench coat that covered most of his frame. Covering most of his head and face was a cowl that didn't show his eyes, but whiteness. Across his chest was a symbol of a bat in orange. The rest of his outfit consisted of a black shirt and black pants with a strange belt.

The men went to grab their guns, but the Gordon families hero threw shuriken into the criminals hands, causing them to drop their weapons. The man then tackled one of the attackers and with a strike to the face knocked him out. The other man grabbed a knife from his pocket and went to stab the figure only for him to block and strike the criminal in the chest, knocking the air out of him. The figure then hit the criminal with an uppercut launching the man into the air. He crashed onto a glass table shattering it and knocking him unconscious.

The figure looked around at his handy work. His eyes locked onto Barbra who had by know crawled over to her mother who was still out of it.

"Are you alright?" The figure asked and his voice came across as gruff and menacing, but Barbra could tell he was only a couple years older then her.

"I'm fine." She managed to stutter out and the figure nodded and turned away towards the door.

"Wait who are you?" Barbra needed to know. This man had saved her and her mother lives. He had amazed her with his fighting powers and skills.

The man stopped and turned towards her. In his gruff voice he said two words. Two words that would change Gotham forever.

"I'm Batman."

What do you guys think? This idea came to me as I working on the new chapter of The Wolverine. It was bugging me something fierce, so I wrote this quick first chapter. See where it goes from here.

Until next time.