A/N: WARNING! THIS CHAPTER GETS BLOODY AND VIOLENT! IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, LEAVE NOW! Speaking of blood, I'm off to a dentist appointment after this to get a cavity taken care of.

FUN TIMES!

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Anyhow, VIVA LA REQUEST YEARS! Well, this was bound to happen sooner or later. When this request came down the pipeline, I had no idea what Seven Deadly Sins was. Then I saw the anime and oh MY GOD where has this anime been hiding?! And then when I saw the complete and utter LACK of stories in the genre, I decided to take up my pen and get to work. To the request giver, I sincerely hope this measures up to your standards!

Also!

One of my hecklers has continued to harass me! I got ANOTHER nastygram today in my own personal email-my mistake for putting it up there in the first place-from this nasty fellow:

His email is gogharambe720 on gmail.

I'm not kidding.

He keeps spamming my fics with senseless hate, saying I deserve to die!

He keeps creating new accounts to attack and harass me, and so too, do I keep blocking them. Trust me, you can tell who he is by the the threats. His most recent one was, GoFarRoboMonk and he made a few hours ago as of the time that I am writing this. On every account he blocks the Private Message feature so no one can get to him. IT! IS! INFURIATING! I don't know what I did to upset this guy but he just keeps slinging hate and death threats at me!

What's the deal with this guy?!

Anywho, off we go!

See, I was torn between where to start this. I had plans for him to wake up in the city of Liones and mess around with the Holy Knights for a bit. Maybe even pair up with somebody before the main storyline started and all. But as you can see, that idea didn't work out.

Maybe I'll try something in that setting, but for now...

...OFF WE GO! Also, minor cosmetic differences for one character here.

I hope this chapter leaves you all wanting more~!

"Look, I'm really grumpy right now, so I'll only say this once. Leave her alone."

"Or what?

"Or you get to see my angry face."

...what kind of retort is...

THUD.

~?

Stranded

This a tale of humans and beings from other worlds. It is a story of ancient times. The Holy Knights who protected this country wielded immensely powerful magic. They were both feared and revered. However, a faction arose who betrayed their country and turn their blades against the remaining Knights.

To the masses, they were known as the "Seven Deadly Sins."

Its a fine story.

A lie of course, but still, a good one.

In my experience these guys aren't bad; far from it!

They're actually really nice people once you get past their faults and flaws. I mean, don't we all have those? Sure, some of them are a little crazy but I like to think its a good kind of crazy, ya know? Meeting them gave my life purpose again. Direction, if you could call it that. These so-called "Sins" show mercy where the vaunted Holy Knights do not. They are kind, when so many of them can be cruel. No, if these people are the villains then I'll happily call myself a bad guy, too!

As to how I got here, well, now...

No such grand story for me.

No screwed up seal.

No flash of light.

No teleporting.

I simply...

...woke up.

(...?...)

"Ha?"

Blue eyes drifted open with a slow, jaw-popping yawn, bleary azure orbs blinking blearily before an expanse of white light. It took their own a full thirty seconds to realize that this was the sun, and he wasn't in heaven. And why should he be? He didn't remember dying. He didn't remember fighting either. And he certainly didn't recall falling asleep out in the middle of nowhere. Hmm. Now that was just odd. When he tried to think back to what might have led him here he found a suspicious blank spot in the annals of his memories.

Come to think of it, he didn't remember much of anything, actually.

Sitting up, he found his mind already venturing elsewhere.

A great green plain stretched out before him, rolling hills and long blades of grass eventually bisected by a narrow road to the east. It was a fine day to be outside indeed; the sun was shining, the birds chirping, and all seemed to well and good with the world. Of course, the scenery did nothing to ease his pounding headache. As if someone had shoved a spike into his skull and left it there to rot.

In short, painful.

Very painful.

"Owowowow," he muttered crossly, rubbing at his aching forehead. "My head! What the hell happened? Where am I?" The last thing he remembered was throwing himself into bed after a long mission...and now this. If this was a precursor to some sick joke, he wasn't getting the punchline. He'd deliberately avoided going drinking with Kiba and the others because of incidents like this, but something told him that this went beyond that. A jagged pain in his ribs reminded him that he'd been wounded at some point, his clothing left in tatters by some unknown attack.

That, and something was poked him in the side through his mangled jacket.

"Hmm?" Naruto blinked, extricating a small object. "A scroll?"

Upon unfurling it, his eyes widened explosively.

"EH?!"

Naruto,

I'm sorry, but this was the only way. You had to be stopped. You were out of control. It was either this, or kill you. I hope, wherever you are, that you can find it in your heart to forgive me.

Until we meet again,

~Sasuke.

"Stopped...?"

A pit of dread opened in the ninja's stomach but when he tried to reach for the memory it eeled through his fingers, slippery and elusive. There were no memories. No recollection of how or why he'd come to be here. It simply escaped him. There was only darkness. A blank space coupled with a vague sense of unease and anxiety. As though someone had simply reached inside his head and snipped away something. Something terribly important. The more he thought about it, the worse it became. It was all falling apart. A swirling current threatening to drag

"Hey, hey, HEY! WHAT THE HELL?!" the words tumbled out of him with a start, the scroll tumbling out of his hands as they snapped up to shred the parchment to pieces. "It was this or kill me?! J-Just what the hell did I do, oi? What the hell kind of joke is this?! This seriously isn't funny, ya know! Making it sound like I killed people! I don't do that! Or did I? AAAGH!" his hands clawed madly at the grass, "So frustrating!"

THOOM!

A terrible quake interjected itself into his raving, rattling his world to the core.

Blue eyes snapped open and swerved to the distant road, just now noticing a plume of dust rising from it. As if someone or something had struck the ground with incredible force, so too did he hear a distant shout and the sounds of a scuffle. He was up and moving towards the ruckus almost before he was consciously aware of it.

"How dare you!" someone was shouting as he drew nearer.

"That's what you get for drawing your sword against such a beautiful girl!" a female voice interjected.

"Like hell you're beautiful!"

"Fucking giant!"

"Go back to your homeland, oi!"

"There are no men and women for monsters like you!"

By now he'd drawn near enough to

Five men in ramshackle armor and...

...and...

...well, now.

Hello, there!

Azure orbs beheld a fair maiden with bright purple eyes and chestnut brown hair tied up into large twin tails, struggling not to linger over her particularly well-developed and curvaceous body. Her attire consisted of a short-sleeved one-piece orange suit, boots with crossed laces extending almost up to her knees, and two fingerless gauntlets of blue-grey leathery material covered in shiny steel studs. All told, her appearance didn't rattle him in the least. He was a shinobi, after all, he'd seen far stranger creatures and gods in his day.

There was just one thing that stumped him.

"Whoa! She's huge!"

Apparently he'd come close enough to catch the men's attention; because one turned in his direction, his rakish face etched into a scowl.

"Oi, who are you, freak?!"

For a fleeting moment, Naruto actually considering walking away. Clearly these men were of no threat to him, much less the giant girl towering over them all. But just as he was about to do so, a thorn of pride pricked him and held him back. Just now...someone had insulted him. Ordinarily he could tolerate all manner of jab, yet somehow this particular word riled him for some reason.

Freak, eh?

"Well," he managed through clenched teeth, "I'm just a humble passerby. Why don't we let bygones be bygones and-

Alas, it was not to be.

"Look at this!" one of them cried. "The freak's trying to protect the giant!"

"No, no, no," he argued, "I'm trying to keep you idiots from dying."

"You're the one that'll die today, you freak!"

Naruto uttered a jaw-popping yawn.

'People all day today...

He heard rather than saw the men encircle him, studiously avoiding eye contact as he was. At this proximity they reeked of cheap liquor and other, unpleasant odors which led him in turn to wonder if these really were the knights he claimed. And why did they keep calling him a freak, oi?! He was quite normal thank you very much! Still, something in him was compelled to extend the olive brand once more. He didn't have to start the fight he told himself, there really was no need for it. Or so he told himself.

"C'mon now, you're being unreasonable...

"Don't you know who we are?!" a sword forced itself up under his jaw, cutting him off. "We're Knights of the Golden Wheats! You're the one whose at fault here, freak...hey..what?" In disbelief he looked on, trembling as a scarred hand locked around his sword and forced it down, away from his jugular. The edge did not cut, nay it didn't even impede upon his flesh at all, despite his attempts to hold it steady. Still, the iron vice forced the sword low, lower, then lowest still, until Naruto was physically holding it at his side.

Blue eyes rose.

Ponderously.

Slowly.

"Call me a freak." he whispered. "One more time."

"Freak!"

That did it.

Something snapped inside him.

"Knights my ass!" With a roar he ripped the sword free and cast it aside. His fee hand shot out like a coiled whip, seizing the nearest man by the scruff of his neck and dragging him close. "Knights don't gang up on a defenseless girl and start threatening people, ORAH!" this last word came punctuated by a vicious headbutt to the man's forehead. Not enough to really hurt him, but more than satisfactory to knock him out. Imagine his surprise then, when the man's eyes rolled up in his head and he toppled over like a broken domino, gurgling and bleeding heavily. Huh? He hadn't him him that hard. Had he? He could've sworn he'd held back just now...

"Hey, he got Bert! " One of his remaining comrades, a portly looking fellow, thrust a finger at him in blatant accusation. "I think he killed him!"

Naruto clicked his teeth in annoyance.

'Did I? And why don't I feel guilty...

Frowning, he shook the thought away.

"Look, I'm really grumpy right now, so I'll only say this once more. Leave and I'll forget this happened. Or...

"Or what?

Blue eyes gleamed red.

"Or you get to see my angry face."

...what kind of retort is...

THUD.

The knight's words found themselves cut brutally short as clenched knuckles thundered into the side of his face. Naruto hadn't moved. His clone, however, certainly had. In the time it took the man to blink, the sly copy circled him and delivered another roundhouse to his jaw, knocking him senseless. Instead something cracked and the man's head lolled awkwardly to one side, his neck broken. Naruto drew back in quiet disbelief, mildly disturbed by the actions of his clone-no, it was as if he himself had dealt the final blow.

'What's going on here?' frowning, he cast a glance to his hand. 'I just killed two people without even-

"You let your guard down, freak!"

A distant part of him became aware of one of the remaining knights then; in that instant something ugly in him reared its head.

"No." He muttered. "You did."

Instead of skewering him through the chest as its owner no doubt intended, the sword found itself shattered against an upturned arm, breaking like so much glass before the rigid limb. He had a fleeting instant to see-to savor-the man's confusion, then his hand snaked out, closing around the man's fell face and levering him into the ground. Something went crunch. When he looked down, he found himself holding the ruined remains of what had once been a head. Again, there came the niggling sensation that he'd done something wrong, but he couldn't bring himself to understand what.

Two knights remained now, and of their number, one idiot took it into his head to rush forward like the last.

"You monster! How dare you kill my comrades!"

"Hey, they started this fiasco! Not me!"

Summoning a Rasengan to his palm,, he stood.

And he swung.

Just a bit.

"Eh?" he blinked, staring at the blood on the ground. "That's it? You're fucking fragile, oi."

The so-called knight gathered himself to reply-

Wait. Wait, wait, waitwaitwaitwait.

Why couldn't he feel his arm?

The knight blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

A grand total of three blinks passed, before he realized his sword arm wasn't simply missing; it was gone. Ending in a truncated stump still spurting streamers of blood, the limb ended just below the elbow. He stared at for a long, terrifying eternity, struggling to move muscles that no longer existed. Nothing. All he received was a mute twitch from the ravaged appendage. It was then that the true severity of his wound finally hit him, agony upon agony clamping down on all thoughts, mind going white.

Oh.

Well.

That hurt.

Actually, that really hurt.

A lot.

Screaming, he tumbled backwards, clutching at the ruined limb.

"Oi, now!" the blond raised his arms, leering at his most recent victim. "What's wrong?! Lower life forms such as yourselves should be grateful that I'm taking time out of my day for you!" Thus growling, he took ahold of the man's bloodied uniform, dragging him upright. "Come now!" he roared in the man's face! "Stand up! Finish what you started, you pitiful piece of trash!"

His own words reached him a heartbeat later.

'Wait, trash? Lower...life forms...?'

Frowning, he dropped him.

Naruto had trouble understanding it himself. He'd never enjoyed fighting before. Cursing, even less. But here...now...he felt giddy. Excited, even. This is wrong, a small voice gibbered madly in the back of his head. Wrong, wrong, wrong! He shouldn't be enjoying this. He didn't like to hurt. And yet he found himself grinning, laughing even as the men shrank back. Reveling in their fear. It was a frightening thought, one quickly swept away by the roiling current of glee in his head, dragging common sense to the bottom. Yes, of course they were lower life forms!

They had the nerve to provoke him, after all!

"W-W-What kind of magic is that?!" Of the knights only one remained uninjured, and judging by the rank stink of ammonia in the air the man appeared to have soiled himself. Good. Let him remember this day. Let him be filled with fear each time he dared to pick up a sword, whenever he thought to threaten or harass someone; to use his rank to abuse another. Better to leave him and the other one alive, then. As strangely satisfying as killing them might be, Naruto found he preferred letting them live to be far more fruitful.

For their despair, that is.

"Magic?" Mustering the most menacing smile he could, the blond tilted his head and loosed a tiny modicum of killing intent. "No idea what you're talking about. But if you don't want to end up like your friends...

"GET."

They got.

"I-I'll remember this!" the leader squawked, clutching at his bloodied companion, "You'll see!"

Naruto didn't deign to answer.

Instead he faithfully watched the rapidly retreating figures until they were gone from the road. He suspected the man with the arm wound wouldn't live through the night. The cut had been deep and jagged, and nicked a vein. As he'd suspected, the rasengan really was a nasty thing to use on poeple.

Still, he felt next to nothing for it, only the faintest sensation of guilt.

'Okay, just what the hell is happening to me...?'

Only then did he remember why he'd interfered in the first place. Even then, it took a full three seconds before his strange bloodlust abated and he found himself the master of his self once more. What the hell was that, anyway? He'd never lost control of himself like that before. Even in his earliest days back when he was grappling with Kuama, he'd never gone out of his way to deliberately be violent and cruel to another human being. And yet he'd just singlehandedly butchered a lot of them. Worse, he'd enjoyed it!

"Um...?"

"Sorry about that." turning, he flashed a small smile at the towering giant still standing behind him. "You weren't scared, were ya?"

She gazed down at him for a long moment, absently twirling one of her pigtails.

Then, to his surprise, she blushed.

"Diane."

"Ha?" Naruto blinked.

"I'm Diane." the brunette repeated quietly, twisting a pigtail as if to hide her face behind it, "Who are you?"

In that instant-nay that brief sliver of eternity-all manner of simple greetings flitted through Naruto's mind. As did a well's worth of questions. Where was he? What was all this talk about magic and knights and the like? Why were there giants here? What he done to land himself here? Why was he so damn angry?

Alas, in the end, his mind only came up with the obvious.

"Osu!" he saluted, grinning. "I'm Naruto Uzumaki! Nice ta meetcha!"

Diane blinked.

"Naruto?"

"That'd be my name."

"Sounds funny." she snickered.

"Oi!"

"So, Naruto...why do you have a horn?"

A beat of silence passed.

"Horn?"

Naruto blinked, hesitantly reaching up to his head. Sure enough something sharp and red greeted his hand, jutting out of the right side of his hair. Unable to believe what he felt, he gave it another poke. Then another. And another still. Check again, his brain seemed to say as he poked at the protruding object. We are! his hands wailed! Its real! With that, a piece of the puzzle clicked into place. But with it came still more questions, a flood of confusion he found himself powerless to resist.

Oh.

Oh hell.

Oh bloody fucking hell!

His memories might be jagged and broken, but even he remembered enough of his past to recall who'd had a horn like this.

Well.

Well, well, well!

This was going to end badly.

It felt like one of Kaguya's horns.

"Are you okay?" Diane inquired, curious.

For a jagged heartbeat, Naruto found he couldn't speak, couldn't bring himself to reply. Nay, though his mouth worked wordlessly no sound would emerge, no syllables would come to his lips. Comical tears gathered in his eyes, welling up and spilling over the edges in a fitful display of dismay. In the end, all he managed was a strangled squeak. With that, his voice came rushing back all at once.

Then he cried unto the heavens:

"SUCH MISFORTUNE~!"

A/N: TA-DA! VOTE FOR PAIRINGS! Naruto in the world of Seven Deadly Sins! How did he get here, you ask? Well, I wonder about that...

And there we are. Should be fun to see what kind of hijinks he gets up to, no? To be clear, this is Naruto in his PRIME. After his last brawl with Sasuke but before "Naruto: the Last" movie and such. Ergo, he's viciously powerful, and not a pushover by any means. He's still very much himself, however, and as such wholly intolerant of those who take pleasure in tormenting the weak, so it ought to be amusing to see where this goes.

As to pairings...hmm...Merlin...Guila...or, lets see...

So in the Immortal Words of Atlas...

...Review...

...Would You Kindly?

And of course enjoy the previews! Guess who pops up next chapter...?

(Previews!)

"I don't want to turn into that bitch," Naruto muttered, chewing on his fingernail. "I don't! But I can't remember how this all happened...

Diane's massive hand patted his head.

"There, there...

"Hey, I don't think it looks THAT bad," Meliodas beamed. "I mean, at least it matches-

Naruto turned sad, dead eyes on him.

"Alright, alright! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!"

A beat of silence passed.

"Villain?" Naruto frowned, golden flames flickering around him. "Me?" He stood slowly, woodenly, absently spitting out a tooth. "I don't know about that, but you...you're willing to let innocents die. You might think that is right, yet even so...

As he looked on, the golden shroud burned black.

...even so...

Hendrickson frowned.

"What kind of aura is this...?!"

...I DON'T FUCKING LIKE YOUR ATTITUDE!"

"Oho~!"

A hand hefted the sword from the stone, grinning.

"I like this sword. Think I'll keep it!"

R&R~!