Hello all, This is a Fallout/Naruto story. I know there are others but they have them go to the Fallout world and not bring one of the badasses of the wastes to the Elemental Nations.

This story was thought up when I was playing Army of TWO the Devil's Cartel too tell you the truth, from the armor and masks I saw(El Diablo mask and Elite Tactical Gear) they looked a bit like Anbu and then I thought 'what if a character from fallout was summoned into the Naruto world?' and so this story was born.

I will say this, I don't know much about the Naruto manga, I only have knowledge from the Anime-English Dub- so jutsus will be said in English. Also I'm using a character of mine from Fallout but can't think of a name right now so I was thinking of just calling him Gouken and his nicknames/ aliases as Deaths Courier, the Angle of Death, and of course The Lone Wanderer.

Normal speech

Inner thoughts

Kyuubi

Jutsu

Chapter 1

A clear full moon light night, a man with blue eyes and spiky, blond hair long enough for jaw-length bangs to frame either side of his face looked towards a village below. He wore a black shirt with two bands on both of his sleeves, a green flak jacket, blue forehead protector, blue pants, shinobi sandals, bandages wrapped around his legs, and over it all was a short-sleeved long white haori closed in the front by a thin, orange rope, decorated by red flame-like motifs on the edges, with the kanji for Yondaime Hokage written vertically down the back.

Beside him was a woman, she had a slender, but feminine build, fair skin, violet eyes, fiery red hair that fell down to her ankles with strands that framed both sides of her face and a black clip that parts her hair to the left, keeping it out of her eyes. She wore a high-collared, white sleeveless blouse under a long, loose-fitting green dress.

Before them was a GIGANTIC fox, demolishing the village they called home.

"Minato, the Kyūbi is destroying everything." the woman says as she holds her side.

"I know, Kushina. Madara's Sharingan still has a hold on it." Minato says, sweat on his brow. "We need to sever the connection he's place on the kyuubi if we want any chance against either of them."

"Well then...LET'S GO AND SHOW HIM WHO HE'S FUCKING WITH, DATTEBANE!"

Kushina says, sounding back to normal. But Minato could tell the birth of their son-Naruto- and the extraction of the Kyūbi has taken it toll on her physically.

Minato could help but chuckle at his wife, still the same no matter what.

"Even if we attack Madara together, the Kyūbi will still cause wanton destruction to the village and slaughter many Shinobis and Civilians. We need someone to help make the fight quick." Minato says trying to form a plan to deal with one of the strongest Shinobis ever produced.

"Can we pull Kakashi to help us? Or even Hiruzen?"

"No, they'll need to hold the Kyūbi long enough for us to force Madara to relinquish control."

"THEN WHO DO YOU SUGGEST THEN?! DATTEBANE!"

"Hmmm, I heard legends of one that killed more people that even the Shinigami could take at once, one they call Lord Death of Murder Mountain and some even say the end of all life has nothing on him. He's killed hundreds of thousands over the years from a young age. The Archangel of Death."

"Are you sure we should summon this angel of death? I mean I think we have enough trouble fighting off the Kyūbi AND Madara, what makes you think he'd help us?"

"Another part of the legends is that he's always fought for innocent people, no matter who they were or even what they were. I think that if he knows that there are people who are going to die, he might just help us."

A long silence settles over them as Kushina and Minato think over summoning someone that could be as deadly or deadlier that their current enemy...until.

"Alright then, let's summon him then." Kushina says

"Kay then, it'll require a substantial amount of chakra to do the summon." Minato says still feeling the strain of the battle with 'Madara'. So Kushina puts a hand on Minato's shoulder and starts to channel her chakra through him.

Boar, Dog, Bird, Monkey, Ram. "Summoning Jutsu: Archangel of Death!"

It was a normal day...at least normal for someone in the wastelands. You know, fight off some raiders or slavers, scavenge for supplies and scraps to repurpose in some way. But we're not here for them, we're here for the Lone Wanderer AKA Courier 6

Drinking a bottle of pre-war scotch...as well as some bottles of whiskey, vodka, wine, a few beers, moonshine from Cass and Marguerite made from their recipes and another bottle of scotch, all of them empty. If it was anyone else you'd think that they were alcoholics or would've been dead by now, but cause of his regen implant he could drink as much as he wanted and still only get buzzed he only ever got drunk from drinking Cass' or Marguerites special moonshine one after another. Good thing he got their recipe...which also explains why he's knocked out from the booze.

Why was he drinking enough that even the Garretts would be worried for him? Well It's because it's his time off wandering the wastelands like his father and great grandfather. He just finished moving all of what he had in D.C. to New Vegas. The lockers, My First Infirmary, My First Laboratory, My First Workbench, Pristine vending machine, Jukebox and even his bobblehead stand where now all in his presidential suite.

Right now everything even the weapon lockers wardrobes,even the snowglobes and desk from the suite were out in the hallway. Why? Cause he was deciding where to place everything so it would fit.

But right now he was relaxing with a drink...or a few, with Dogmeat, Rex and even Roxie from Big MT all in his room too.

Right now he was in his Couriers Duster that Ulysses gave him after their fight/talk at the Divide cleaning his arm and pip-boy. There was and still is a myth that they never come off but they do for their owners when they want, after all you can't just have something covering your arm forever...to dirty and itchy then.

With it off you could see the tattoos he had that covered the full arms from wrist to shoulder.

On the left arm two .44 magnums pointed in the opposite directions with two knives in between them, under them where bandolier of bullets, under that where two skulls and two more knives under them with bullets and even grenades falling all around them, but the lower half of the skulls down was covered most of the time by his model A series Pip-boy 3000.

On the right broken sky with a mushroom cloud with a skull made out of the cloud itself and flames around his wrist.

Next to him all the dogs together sleeping after just getting out of the hot sun of the wastelands.

When suddenly the whole room starts to rumble and shake. Under him. the dogs and all his stuff a swirling blue vortex appears and starts pulling everything down through it. No one made a noise as the dogs were too tire and the wanderer was to drunk to even notice.

(Back with Minato and Kushina)

The smoke of the jutsu dissipates to reveal a man sitting at a desk, bottles scattered around him and a strong scent of alcohol. His arms covered depicting knives and some unknown things on his left and a strange cloud forming a skull on the front and reaches the 'ground' and flames encompass his wrist.

Three dogs sleeping near him, two of them with metal limbs and even their brains showing, them starting to wake and growl at Minato and Kushina.

(Wanderer POV)

Cass' special moonshine was coming off and slowly he started to regain his cognition… before he takes another swig of scotch. But since it wasn't as powerful as Cass' or Marguerites, it only had a small effect normally.

Finishing off the bottle, he looks around to see that him -all his stuff- and even Roxie, Rex, and Dogmeat have been moved outside. Standing there was a blond man and a red headed woman.

In an instant he pulls out Lucky and aims it at the gut of the man and Zhu-Rong at the woman. "Where the hell am I? Who are you?...and How did you get me and my stuff out here?!" He says a little miffed that now he had to move everything again. You know how long that took to repair a car to carry all this, then get it into the elevator and the get it into the hall of the presidential suite to go down and do it again? Well you don't want to know how fucking long it took. "Wooo god! Note to self: quit drinking...as much. Marguerite still knows how to make a real ass kicker moonshine. Same of Cass if these guys could take me and all this stuff out without waking me up. But why didn't the dogs attack them?" The Wanderer thinks as the regen implant starts removing Cass and Marguerites special from his body.

"I'm Minato Namikaze and this is my wife Kushina Uzumaki. Are you the one they call the Archangel of Death?" the blond hair man asks.

Thinking back the Wanderer remembers all the names Raiders, Slavers, legion, and even Enclave shouted at him, from asshole, and bastard to even cumguzzler. But some did call him the Angel of Death a few time for taking out Paradise Falls by himself and the Pitt and taking out the Legion and Enclave.

"Yeah, people call me that."

"Then we need you help, dattebane." the redhead says as she points behind him.

Looking around the Wanderer sees a what looks like a Pre-War animal called a fox, but the difference was that this was a GIGANTIC NINE-TAILED FOX!