Lightest Shade of Grey C1

I guess you could say it is not the first time I had this dream and yet, it is never the same.

A western manor on the top of a hill, the full moon beyond the clouds and rain as I walk towards it.

This dream is the same to hundreds I had before. It is always different, yet it always works the same way. First comes the approach, always calm and methodical.

I knock on the large wooden double doors. A woman answers in a western maid outfit. She asks me who I am and what business I have here. "I have an appointment with Mr. *******."

I can never remember anything about the "Victims", neither their names nor even how they look.

She allows me in, as they always do. They never mind the fact that I did not tell my name nor that it's long passed midnight. I walk slowly through the corridor behind the maid, slowly taking in my surroundings. My raincoat drips as I walk, but the maid says nothing, she just walks, leading me towards her master.

After the approach comes the literal "calm before the storm", the time it takes from the moment everything stops being just another night in the "Victims" life to the moment when somebody actually notices that something is wrong.

I am lead into the main hall. A man comes down the stairs towards me, what I could only assume to be his wife and daughter watching from the balcony. As he approaches me I can see the the details in him that show that he was expecting me. His black suit is creased, his *** hair is not as perfect as all the other times I had seen him and a glare was perfectly visible on his normally ***** face.

Most would have tried to run by now. "My" face seems to always be known to the "Victims" after all. I have seen many a man fall down to his knees from just looking at "My" face, some beg for mercy, some claim to have been falsely accused, "I" have even been offered people as slaves in return for mercy on occasion. But in the end it always comes down to the same conclusion.

"So you have come for me." the man says with his ****** voice. He dismisses his servants from the room with a slight wave of the hand and all of them leave, except for the maid that let me in. "Not just for you, but for them as well." the man understands that I refer to his wife and daughter on the balcony. He snarls at me, his fangs clearly visible. "I will not let you have them hunter!" he shouts as if I would allow any conclusion except for the one I envision. He leaps at me, though most would say he flew at me, claws extended from his fingers making for my neck. I react, I draw my weapon from beneath my cloak, a revolver, 8 bullets, aim and fire.

The P33 Pereira, "My" weapon of choice. Laser pointer, 8 bullets, and enough power to shoot straight through almost anything, or anyone.

He dodges in mid air like only a creature like him could. I see the bullet hit the back wall. And by the time I stop looking at it I can already feel his presence behind me making a swipe with his claws at my head. He does not hit. Gravity is so convenient, just take somethings support and it just falls down with the least effort required. I used this to my advantage and brought my body to a crouch under his swiping hand. My revolver is incorrectly placed to aim at him without exposing my back anymore than necessary, but there is an easy solution to that problem. I draw my second revolver from under my cloak and before he understands what happened it's barrel is pressing against his jaw. His pupils widen and I can clearly see his fear. I press the trigger. His body presses against me but I just push it aside. I get back up and look up at the balcony to find only one woman. Tears run down her face from her *** ****** eyes. I aim at her. She does not try to run nor fight. I press the trigger again.

My eyes open. I feel tired, like I did not sleep enough last night though I know that is in no way true. I always believed that a good night sleep is one of the most important things to have before any occasion. Or at least I did after my mother practically beat it into me. I am Uzumaki Naruto, son of Uzumaki Kushina and Namikaze Minato. And this is the story of how my life went from completely normal to complete chaos.

Darkest Shade of Grey C1

The return from one of the "Hunts" is always an odd process. Before arriving to Naruto's home I pass through a lot of "Interesting" people, and being covered in blood never helps much. Their gazes at me are hostile most of the time so I keep my hands near my holsters at all times. I do not do this for my own safety, for I trust my reaction time in almost all situations, I do this for Naruto, because should he find a wound in this body, then it would create a mess of colossal proportions. Who I am is not of importance, but you can call me Kyuubi, and this is the story of how I created a mess of colossal proportions.