Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The True Assassin ❯ Balance of what? ( Prologue )

Well you people voted, and chose Naruto as my next story. However since the poll had such a small turn out I decided to change the parameters a bit. It's an OC with my personality instead of self-insert, and there will be a minor crossover.

 

The song of the chapter is… “Take On Me” by Aha!

 

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An evil red glow filled the chamber, illuminating the corpse of the King of Destruction and a mortal ranger who had been slain by the demon. Two figures stood on the bridge jutting out from solid land towards the worldstone as it slowly turned. One was mortal, dressed in scale mail and other armor, two weapons gripped firmly that gave his hands the appearance of claws. The other was an Angel clad in golden plate mail with a golden sword clasped at his hip. His wings twitched jerked in response to the evil emanating from the now tainted stone. With a wave of his hand the angel tore a rift in space, causing a red portal to spring into existence.

 

“Go now! The worldstone has been tainted by Baal's touch. Even now it weakens the barriers between the mortal realm and hell. Soon demons will pour forth into your land. The only hope is to destroy it now, though even I cannot see what repercussions this action may have,” shouted Tyrael. Without looking back he drew his sword and placed the point on the ground. Kneeling he began to pray in a guttural tone.

 

The human, curiosity piqued, decided to stay a few more moments. Despite taking more than one knock on the head, he is not stupid, so he goes to the foot of the bridge by the portal, ready to jump in at a moments notice.

 

As the angel continued his chanting a bolt of holy lighting struck one of the guard pillars at the foot of the bridge, then the other. Spirits of demons and humans flew around the chamber screaming an unholy wail. Finally Tyrael rose to his feet and cast the sword at the stone (pun intended). Hilt twirling over blade the sword flew toward the worldstone. Instead of the blade striking the stone it disappeared the instant before contact. The surface of the crystal where the sword would have hit suddenly flew off, light streaming from the inside. A distortion in time and space rippled out from the strike, causing the human to begin to worry. Suddenly chunks of crystal began to fly off revealing more and more of the pure blue light of the old worldstone. As shards began to fly off the mortal realized exactly how dangerous the room became and stepped through the portal. (1)

 

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The assassin felt the familiar lurch that came with the use of a portal, then an unfamiliar being-thrown-by-Kami-sama-herself feeling that did not come with portal use. His stomach jumped up into his throat and demanded to be emptied into the dark void that surrounded him. Every joint screamed in protest at the break-neck pace at which they rushed through nothingness. The assassin only retained consciousness long enough to wonder, “What in the name of the Sanctuary did Tyrael fuck up?”

 

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Said Angel was currently wondering the same thing as he waited in a small chair in a hallway. The walls were a bland tan and blended with the light brown carpet. No lights were necessary due to the omnipresent glow in heaven though. Tyrael's wings fidgeted, displaying his nervousness.

 

“Why did they need to call a performance review? All I've done is help humans. I gave them the soul stones to stop those three evils… true they got out more powerful, but it's not like they didn't get taken care of eventually. And I helped Eragon get the first dragon. Though that did end up leading to a terrible dictatorship that has no end in sight. Well what about that time I helped John Noble create dynamite. It cause thousands to lose their lives because it revolutionized warfare, but it did help those poor Chinese miners for a few years…”

 

Tryael was broken out of his thoughts when the secretary for the board stepped out of the room and gestured for him to enter. Getting up from his chair Tryael entered the room quietly. There he stood below the council's stand. Unlike Tyrael the council members were dressed in ordinary business suits. They were fat men who had earned their place after years of hard work but now were perpetually bored with their office duties. You try dealing with idiots for a couple millennia and not get bored.

 

“Tyrael we have a few things to say to you. We were willing to overlook all those little interferences in the past because we were bored and they were fun to watch, but this has gone too far,” the head councilmen droned.

 

“But your honor, if I hadn't done it the world would have been overrun by demons!”

 

“Do you really think that Tyrael? The mortal that killed the Three Prime Evils may have been the strongest human by far, but he wasn't the only strong one. There were hundreds that could easily have defended the planet until they figured out how to seal it back up again. And that wouldn't have upset the balance.”

 

“Excuse me council member… but what balance are you talking about?” Tyrael inquired.

 

The councilman gave him a blank stare. Suddenly he snapped his fingers. “Ah that's right, you were in a sub universe when that meeting was called. Off getting some girl name,” he shuffled through his papers, searching for something. “Yes here it is. Some girl named `Mary' pregnant.” He peered over his papers, “Your wings aren't really meant to do that you know, no matter how much they look like tentacles (2). Anyway the balance I referred to was the balance between Good and Evil. When one gets stronger the other does and vice versa. Since you greatly weakened Evil, Good had to get equally weaker in that universe, hence the disappearance of their hero. Why else would we be letting Evil get so strong?”

 

The blood drained from Tyrael's face. There had been a LOT of evil in that stone, and he had helped the assassin destroy the three biggest evils in the history of that universe.

 

“Now now, the destruction of the Prime Evils was inevitable and is only leading to a decline of morality among the people. Especially the Rogues, it would have lead to a massive lesbian orgy. You stopped that from happening.”

 

Now Tyrael was really scared. The council's love of orgies was unprecedented. There was even a rumor they had a giant TV installed in the ceiling so that they could monitor various H Sailor Moon universes.

 

“You realize the gravity of the situation. So we have devised a suitable punishment. You are going to inhabit the body of one the denizens of the same universe that the Hero was sent to. Good day Mr. Tyrael.” And with that Tyrael disappeared.

 

The board quickly glanced around the room. Determining that no one else was around the chairman reached under his desk and hit a small red button. After it confirmed his fingerprint a massive line appeared in the ceiling. Slowly a massive screen descended to right in front of their podium. One councilman turned to another.

 

“You think that it'll ever get out that we're really watching Kanokon in here?”

 

“Nah, people will never realize that we're watching Ecchi. Will the giant perverted act we put on they'll never suspect us.”

 

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(1) If you want to actually see the scene the video is on youtube. It's called “Diablo 2 LOD - Destruction's End”. I was really lazy in my description.

 

(2) No, really. Go watch the video and disagree with me, I dare you.

 

Yes this will be a Naruto fic, it will just come into play next chapter, this was all just setup as to why my badass assassin from Daiblo two could be there, and I need to rename the assassin. Since the name of said assassin is already taken in Naruto (and it's a girls name since the original assassin is a chick), I have to rename it. This is where you come into play. If you can guess (in a review) the person who Tyrael will inhabit, you can name him. Just make sure I have a way to contact you like a PM from you page.