Naruto: The Shinobi Exorcist

Key:

"regular"

'thoughts'

"Attacks; ex: Crown Belt"

Notice to all: about my fics. No I'm not abandoning them. The Muse Nemesis(got the idea from watching the Gurren Lagann movie clip on-line); the over productive use of a muse that fuels an idea that soon spirals out of control and affects other works of an author with barely any time to reflect on them, is stronger than anticipated. Also my laptop had the hard-drive cleaned out meaning all my files on my previous works are destroyed. So glad I posted them on-line so long ago.

An: will have a reference to mobile fighter G-gundam

Summary: have you ever thought that the orb of the V.O.T.E clash climax ever reminded you of a Arc doorway from D. Gray Man ? Why not let such a purpose happen? This is the result of such a fate. And destiny is forever changed by 'The most unpredictable Exorcist'.

At the Valley of the end.

"RASENGAN!(spiraling sphere)"

"CHIDORI!(thousand birds)"

With the clash of great power thus created a giant sphere of dark nothingness which slowly became light with two 12/13-year old boys in the center. One was wearing all orange pants with blonde spiky hair and dark blue eyes with a dark blue headband and matching sandals, with a limp right arm having a hole in the shoulder along with a deep graze across his chest that was slowly closing, due to his burden burning him inside and out with its power while his jacket burned away from his opponent's fire techniques intensity, leaving only his torn mesh shirt and green gem necklace. His name is Naruto Uzumaki.

The other, with dark hair and eyes was wearing a dark blue shirt with white shorts with a dark blue headband and sandals. His name is Sasuke Uchiha. Both were teammates/rivals, almost brothers of pain and suffering, now foes due to conflicting goals and duty. Soon enough the sphere was glowing ever brighter creating a portal through time and space. Naruto knew that only one would make it out and sacrificed himself by slugging Sasuke out of range with his barely useless right arm, who was then knocked out cold after hitting the rocky shore of the river.

Soon enough he was swallowed in the collapsing sphere leaving nothing behind except for the gathering downpour releasing. It was almost as if the heavens were saying a tearful farewell to possibly the greatest warrior yet to achieve his potential. If only the fools of the village saw through his facade and their hate that still festered from its darkest shadows. But that didn't mean someone else would. Even if it was a different world filled with strife and discord in its darkest places, his inner strength will truly outshine the approaching darkness of this secret war for humanity.