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'...' - Thoughts
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AN: Howdy ladies and gentlemen, it's me, the SoldierOfTheSea back and better than ever with a new crossover story, hope you all enjoy!
New York City, New York; the city so nice, they named it twice, The Big Apple, and a million other names for the island of Manhattan. To many, it was a symbol of American exceptionalism, a tourist attraction, home of Broadway, but to most who lived there, it was just home.
'Or the next best thing anyway… ' It was a quiet evening, the sun setting ever so slowly. For once the day wasn't filled with cold mornings and nightly thunderstorms, and one red-clad man appreciated the change. The figure landed on a rooftop and gazed over the city, the ever-present lights reflecting off of his skin-tight suit. It was simple yet complex, a mix of red and black with the red covering his feet and shins like boots. Stretching from his hands to his forearms as gloves, and finally covering his chest and shoulders before covering his entire head, two white eye lenses in a black outline shining from the darkness. A webbing pattern was spread through the red, with a black spider in the middle of his chest, a dark red spider on his back.
Hearing a police siren in the distance, the man smiled under his mask. "Guess I'll never get a break". With a flick of his wrist, a line of webbing attached to a nearby building, the spider-themed hero jumped off with line in hand. Swinging from the skyscrapers, the masked hero narrowed his eyes, his lenses following suit, zooming in to the current shootout that was occurring on top of the nearby apartment complex.
Watching the SWAT officers rope down from a helicopter and a few officers coming from the roof stairwells, the masked man adjusted his path and landed on a building across from the building in question. Moving a hand up to where his right ear would be, he heard the police confirm that the building had been evacuated and no civilians were harmed.
'I'm glad I finally managed to connect those old police scanners of mine to my mask's system.' Lenses narrowing once again, the spider jumped from his perch and landed on the side of the apartments. He moved in a blur, coming up on the backside of the criminals firing from cover. Webbing an isolated thug to the wall, he shot two web lines and grabbed two more, slamming their heads together and webbing them to the ground.
"Three down, four to go." the spider-like man said to himself before moving back into the shadows.
"Mack, get the money and go! The guys and I will cover you!" the supposed leader of the gang shouted to the now named Mack who had both bundles of cash on his shoulders. Mack, not hiding his fear, followed the order and began running. He ran and ran, jumping from rooftop to rooftop in an effort to find somewhere safe. This was his first job, but it went so wrong so fast. It wasn't supposed to be this way, he didn't mean for that store owner to be shot. Hearing a few screams from behind him he ran faster than before, just wanting to getaway… except he wasn't moving forward anymore, and he was upside down.
Green eyes frantically bounced around his head, trying to truly grasp the situation at hand, covered in a white sticky substance attached to the side of a building, some could even say that he was caught in a web. Mack's breath hitched as a cold sweat rolled down the side of his chin.
"N-no it can't be, y-you're not real, they said the Spider-Man was a myth…" Mack felt his heart drop through his chest as he looked up into the darkness, a pair of white lenses coming ever so close. The spider had come to take its prey. "P-please… don't kill me…" the middle-aged man was crying now, and he could smell the urine that had started to stain the wall and ground underneath.
'Now I kinda feel bad.' the man thought as he rubbed his masked chin and sat up on the wall. A quick smack to the head and the thug was out like a light. The wall-crawler smiled at his work, 'I didn't think I was that scary. Oh well, at least I can go home now.' webbing up the now unconscious man in a cocoon, the hero swung his way back to the rooftop before dropping him, as well as the money, in a pile along with the other webbed up men. Watching the police slowly advance only to find the criminals already subdued was a nice sight, something the hero couldn't help but chuckle at.
"With that out of the way-" the red and black-clad man began to swing once again, away from Gramercy and closer to Midtown, where he landed on the side of a building, the bright neon words on top spelling Traveler's Place reflecting off of the black in his midsection. Opening the window with his fingertips, the man in spandex slid himself into the darkroom and flicked the light switch on. Releasing a breath he didn't know he was holding, the man closed his window and fell back first into his bed. Sitting up just as quickly, he removed his mask, revealing spiky blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and a foxy smile. Stripping away his costume, the young man sighed in relief. Without a thought, he webbed the lights out and proceed to let sleep consume him.
His name was Naruto Uzumaki, and he was always running out of time. When he had fought against Haku and Zabuza on the bridge, he knew he had to stop them before they hurt Tazuna. When he fought against Gaara at the chunin exams, he had to stop him before Shukaku killed anyone. Chasing Sasuke, Tsunade, the Akatsuki, he had always made it in time, win or lose. He had only been late for two things. He was too late to stop Pein when he destroyed the village and too late to stop Kagura when she cast that damn jutsu, the one that sent him to this world, the one that was meant for Sasuke.
"Ah Mr. Uzumaki, glad you could join us, you always manage to beat the bell, frankly I'm impressed you've been able to stay consistent this semester."
"You know me Dr. Connors, lucky and unpredictable are my middle names." the blond gave a bright smile before taking his seat amongst the nearly full college classroom.
He remembered that day to a tee, the moment his life as he knew it ended. He wondered how he moved so fast, almost fueled by instinct as he watched the portal open right behind Sasuke before pushing him out of the way. He could still hear the screams from his team as the almost gleeful look on Kaguya's face. That's when everything went black, the moment he felt his blood boil out of his skin and every atom of his being torn apart. He died, he was sure of that much, but what the blond ninja didn't expect was to wake up in an astral-like plane in front of a giant spider. Anansi, he hated the spider god with all his heart for not just letting him die wherever the hell he had been, but at least he was given a chance at life again.
"Now, genetic engineering. I'm sure we all know the basics, but what if we could harness it, use it for various purposes, things like the cure for cancer, disabilities…" Connors vaguely gestured to his missing right arm, "Even grow new limbs for old vets like me."
The god had seen his unfortunate end and decided he was a perfect candidate for being what Anansi called a "spider-totem". He was taken from his meeting place almost as soon as he had arrived, waking up attached to foreign machines
One Year Ago - Lower Manhattan Hospital
"Where the hell am I?" the blond ninja gasped out in a language foreign to his ears, he could barely recognize his own voice. Attempting to move his arms, he was quickly restrained by what he assumed to be nurses as the head doctor walked in.
"Ah, Mr. Uzumaki, welcome to the land of the living." the older man spoke more words that he had never heard before, words that he somehow understood.
"Where am I, who are you people, why am I here?!" the former ninja was panicking now, the restraints on his arms and legs nearly breaking as he used all of his strength to do something, anything.
"Jesus this guy's strong." one of the nurses mumbled in the language again, something that was starting to annoy the blond.
"Don't worry the sedatives should make sure he can't harm anyone, himself included." he slowly relaxed at the doctor's warm smile. "Now to answer your questions, you're in Lower Manhattan Hospital, New York City. As for us, we are the ones who found you comatose outside our front door. The reason why? We don't know. The only things you had on you was a wallet with your information, a few short blades, and a headband with a leaf on it. Your clothes were so torn up I'm surprised you didn't freeze out there."
Naruto nodded in understanding, not bothering to ask any questions about the language everyone seemed to speak and understand. "How long have I been here?" his eyes told the doctor that he was pushing through his own pain in order to stay calm.
"You've been here for a month, Mr. Uzumaki, today is October 10th." Naruto relaxed in his bed, still restrained but no longer held down. The nurses had left after he stopped nearly killing them.
'Either that spider is getting a kick out of the irony, or this is a big coincidence.' taking his time adjusting, blond sage was allowed out of his restraints to get a feel for moving again. Walking to the bathroom, (because having a catheter, whatever that was, taking care of all his fluids was unnerving) he was shocked to see a stranger looking back at him. His usually kept hair had grown in a style similar to his father, framing his face as his spikes frayed around his shoulders. The whisker marks that had marred his face since birth were gone, a fluffy blond beard in its place.
"Didn't even think I could grow facial hair…" the bearded man mumbled to himself. All his baby fat was gone, and his eyes were a colder blue, not as optimistic, shaken from a clearly traumatic experience. 'I would say dying works…' he was 18 when he "died", did that make him 19 now? 'Either way,' the young man looked at his shaking hands, 'This is my fresh start, but one day I will find my way back.' he looked out the window, "That's a promise."
Current Time: Empire State University
" You all know your homework, I'll see you tomorrow, hope you all have a nice Wednesday afternoon, oh and happy birthday Naruto." many in the class stopped their process of packing up, loudly and obnoxiously singing happy birthday to the laughing blond.
"Thank you, everyone, and hey don't forget about the party tonight!" a few whoops from his friends had sounded off and many nodded in remembrance. "You can come if you want to Dr. Connors, it won't be huge or illegal or anything." the professor smiled and waved him off.
"Nonsense, I'll leave you kids to your fun, I have another date anyway." Naruto nodded in understanding before waving goodbye. Taking his steps out of the science hall, the blond let out a breath and made his way toward a nearby alleyway. Disappearing around the corner, the masked vigilante known as 'Spider-Man' leaped from the rooftops, swinging his way north toward Midtown.
'Has it really been a year since I ended up here?' the now 20-year-old asked himself, shooting another web before doing a backflip off of the line. Diving down to the streets, Spider-Man swung from the buildings once again, twisting into the web before jumping off. He webbed his way over to a building before running along the surface. 'As much as I dislike being here, web-swinging never gets old.' the man smiled behind his mask. He had been gifted, or "cursed" as Anansi liked to say, with these powers and the former ninja would make the best of it.
Not being to use chakra anymore was one of the man disappointments that had befallen Naruto since his awakening. He had tried to see if he could reverse summon himself, but that had failed when he couldn't even feel a hint of chakra. It was as if he had all his chakra sucked out of his body, sure he still had his strength and speed, but not even sage mode was accessible for him now. 'Not that I need it with my spider-sense…' the blond vigilante was distracted by his thoughts as gunshots rang out from the relatively quiet streets.
"And there's my cue, my luck never runs out does it." following the police sirens that had sounded, he was surprised to see a convoy of 3 armored trucks taking fire at the encroaching police cruisers and SWAT van. They seemed to be protecting the white truck in the middle of the makeshift escort. 'Well now I know what to go after, but first…' webbing down on the hood he could hear the driver's surprised gasp at his sudden entrance.
"Would you look at that, I caught a live one!" webbing both backseat shooters, Spider-Man webbed the axles of the back wheels, before jumping down and slowing the car down from the front. Watching a few squad cars slow down to arrest the subdued crooks, the web-slinger continued the chase.
"Who the hell is this guy?" One of the shooters in the lead car called out to the driver.
"I don't know, just keep shooting at him!" the driver shouted back, swerving through traffic with occasional glances at his rearview mirror. He had to make sure they got the package to its destination, and the payoff was worth the few mooks he had gotten together for the job.
"... uh, boss?" the man in the passenger seat mumbled out, seemingly in a daze.
"What the f*ck do you want Lar…" the leader stopped dead in his tracks as he watched in awe as a guy in a skin-tight red and black suit jumped in front of his windshield. Slamming on the breaks, hoping to have him go flying, but was denied the satisfaction as the spider-themed hero stayed put. Unfortunately, this caused a pileup, the white truck managing to stop only inches from the bumper of the front.
"Well now that I have your attention. Shall we dance?" the spider jumped off the stopped car before shifting into a combat stance, the men filing out of the two remaining two vehicles.
Deciding to take out the guys with guns first, the superhero rushed one of the men, knocking him into the air before webbing him up and using his body as a flyswatter, sticking him and the other gun guy into the side of a building. The last three thugs, brawlers by the look of it, had decided to rush him at the same time. Dodging an admittedly good punch, Spider-Man jumped over him, webbing his left and right hands so they were crossed over his body, before pulling down slamming the man into the ground. A sneak attack by another was quickly countered, Naruto webbing him to the ground just as quickly.
"What's in the van buddy?" the hero's lenses narrowed as he and the remaining man circled each other.
"None of your business, arachnid!" the criminal spat out in a very obvious French accent.
"Well, that's better than being called a bug…" Seeing that the excitement had drawn a crowd, Naruto flexed his muscles. "Looks like we have an audience, let's finish this shall we?" Charging each other, Spider-Man attempted a high kick, only to be countered with a right hook. Jumping back, Spider-Man motioned his hands to shoot webs, only to get a clicking sound instead.
'Damn it, of course, I'd run out of web fluid now.' the blond raged at himself for being so careless and took a push kick to the chest as a result. "Come on, is that all you got?" the kick had hurt more than he thought it would've, wincing as he got up. The hero's thoughts were interrupted as he watched a few police officers take shots at the man. A perfect distraction. Taking the confusion, the former ninja grabbed a sewer cap out of the ground and started spinning. Like a discus, the cap hit the man in the back, knocking him unconscious instantly.
"Well, that could've gone better." Spider-Man quickly ran to the back of the white van before ripping the door off its hinges. Naruto raised a brow under his mask, something the suit mimicked. Why? Because the entire truck was empty. "Damn, that's disappointing…" looking back at the crowd, the masked hero jumped over to the highest-ranking officer he saw.
"So… you're the vigilante huh?" the Lieutenant looked over to the 6'0 tall man in a skin-tight suit. "I thought you'd be taller, either way, thank you for your help…" the officer raised her eyebrow waiting for an answer.
"I'm just your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man Lieutenant…" the Uzumaki quickly checked the officer's name tape, "Jones. Have a nice day now." the spider-themed hero shot a web line to the nearest building, ignoring the shouts of awe and cameras following him. 'I've been "superheroing" for months now, about time the public learned who I am.' with that the Web-Slinger continued on his way home, just glad to fight for another day.
AN: And that's that. Hell of an intro chapter but I'm sure it'll pick up once we get going. I'll expand more on his backstory as the story goes on. I promise I'll update this one regularly. I actually have an ending planned out, just need to figure out how long it'll take and what I want to do to get there. Also, would you guys want to see me use more Naruto characters or Spider-Man characters? I know some people might say how but keep in mind, this was a universe that Kaguya was able to access easily, it didn't mean she knew what it would do if someone was sent there. Alright, I've rambled enough, see you all next time true believers!
