So, prison life right? Just fantastic. Love it. But I do not particularly enjoy the lack of freedom, rights, clothing, food, and well basic human rights. Great thing I'm a fuckmothering demon-like human thing. But the point of the matter, which I am so woefully being pedantic and procrastinating on getting to was that I was caught. Snatched by the last people I expected. But what can you do when you're a jinchuuriki who used all his chakra and then tried to run away from s-class opponents. Even if said opponents are cunts.

But the point was I, Naruto Uzumaki, scion of the cursed clan Uzumaki and notable badass was hauling ass to get away from my insane adopted mother Tsunade, my true mother (at least to me) who dropped off the deep end named Mikoto 'pink eye hacks' Uchiha, and the blood bit- I mean mother that was Kushina. Shiro was pulling up the rear with her blood bombs and questionable cackling. Following along as well was Narumi of the biggest and most incestuous thought processes, her chakra chains rattling and crashing through the trees that had survived my nuke of a technique that had torched the land for miles.

Well, trees was a relative term. Burnt-out husks and charred remains were more synonymous with their appearance and composition, but that was besides the point. The point being of course that I was running away, quite quickly I may add. The pack of insane shinobi making their way after me were powerful, angry, and did not understand that no meant no. So, while being chased and doing as one does when they were getting the Sam hell out of dodge, dirt and burnt ground exploding and flying beneath my feet and behind myself, I was suddenly 'snatched'.

I don't know how to describe it, nor the particular mechanics behind. The universe simply yielded to some poor fool and than I was in a cell with enough seals to stop the Juubi from going on a rampage. My sudden shift was jarring and left me dizzy. I collapsed to my knees breathing heavily, blurring eyes catching sight of a man before me beyond some metal bars. The grizzled man stood before me, dark brown hair and a scar in the shape of an 'x' on his chin. The name Danzo came to mind instantly.

"I see you have cared to join us, cursed child," the gravelly voice rumbled from the stone like man. His hand rested heavily on a wooden cane, carved from the indigenous trees of Konoha. The white-knuckled grip and the slight shaking showing that the man was having trouble standing currently. The heavy bandages on the man also gave off an ominous feeling.

"How... how in the living world of Kami did you teleport me her-," it was then that I spotted a trickle of blood making its way from beneath Danzo's right eye, of which was covered by various bandages that simply were not enough to stop the blood flow and I cursed.

"Damn it! You have a case of the pink eye too?" I roared.

The man smirked, a mirthless chuckle being let forth, as the man began calmly wiping away the blood with a small, white, and embroidered handkerchief. The stylized leaf insignias on the rag pulsed blue for a second and the blood on the white fabric faded away to reveal the clear expanse of spotless fabric once more. As the man did so I took notice of the room I was locked in. Black bars of steel or some other metal trapped me in a cell of six foot by six by another six. The nondescript gray walls of the room told me nothing and the only tell of where I was, that of being underground, was the soft yellow light spilling through the cracked door that lead to a cramped looking hallway.

The light in my cell was in fact provided by a blue glow from two tiny seals at the top of my cell. The hundreds of cells that covered every inch of the room were inset deeply, uneasily tampered with, and exotic. The small wooden door from before was just as deeply carved and shone a blood red in the shadowed room. I also took notice of the lack of cell door to enter and exit through. I returned my attention to Danzo when he let loose a small cough to end my perusal of the room.

Once more Danzo spoke, "Well, regardless of your crude depiction of my abilities, and my eyes, I do have a Sharingan. Its ability, Yunibasaru Henko(Universal shift), has one ultimate ability with enough rules to it that I do not fully know them all, nor understand most of them. But what it does, in a nutshell of course, is that it can shift anything in the realm of possibility into what the user desires. The downside of course is crippling Chakra cost and the total destruction of the eye."

Another mirthless chuckle was issued forth as I realized the implications of such as powerful ability. "You are telling me that you used your eye to bring me here, essentially sacrificing an eye that can make basically anything happen?"

The man nodded curtly before speaking again, "It's more complicated than that, but essentially yes. However I have found a way around the two fundamental weaknesses, the chakra loss and the degradation of the eyeball itself. Considering the information is all but worthless to you and anyone else due to the mutation being only apparent to myself, I think I'll indulge in a little bit of an explanation.

My eye when it uses the Yunibasaru Henko is utterly destroyed. The sharingan is unable to be activated and the eye itself becomes completely blind, unable to be healed. I learned however that transplanting other three tomoe sharingan into my arm, or any part of my body in fact, implants the ability to use the Yunibasaru Henko. Destruction of the eye easily fixed seeing as how my Root has the only means of producing Sharingans through means such as forced breeding. But to answer the chakra cost, I simply have enough seals on my body constantly absorbing my chakra at a rather small rate. With enough of these tags full of chakra, say enough to fill the massive chakra cost, means I am able to perform the jutsu rather easily."

The man then stood silent as I took in what he had told me. The man could gain sharingan after sharingan whenever he wanted. With his powerful ability, the sheer implications inherent meant the situation was insane. Nigh unlimited uses of a universal altering jutsu. Something of that magnitude was unreal.

"Now cursed child, let me explain why you are here. You have provided myself and the village many services, with just as many disservices to counter act any good will you would have received from me. The removal of a weak heir to one of our most powerful clans, the return of the Slug Sannin, the killing of the Raikage, and there are other boons such as the slaying of the fourth Hokage. But then there are your faults, killing of leaf-nin, betrayal of the village, fracturing of several assets and their minds. The escape of Shiro.

Need I go on?"

I stared balefully, attempting to mold my chakra to break a couple seals to escape. Even if the process was painfully slow and resistance was seemingly futile considering the man's godly ability, I had to try. I hadn't planned for years to step from the darkness by leaving my sister's shadow and murdering Minato for nothing. I would not stay caught for long.

"Now I consider myself a fair man. With the third currently covering for the death of your father, running the village in his absence, there are only two options. Well, rather three. I become the Hokage, Hiruzen returns to his post, or Tsunade takes over. Hiruzen has served well, he deserves his rest, thus negating option one. You have put Tsunade in the limbo that is insanity, self-induced or not, the false option three being impossible currently. That leaves me, option two.

Not an entirely horrible premise, myself being instated as Hokage was once a great and powerful dream that gave me cause, but I stopped lusting after the position nearly a decade or two ago. No, I now see how constricting it is to fill such as position but I shall do for the leaf what I have always done, that is to do what must be done. Now I have come up with a wonderful solution to solve the most prevalent problems for my village, and it eventually will end in what I deem should be a satisfactory ending for yourself and all leaf involved parties, as long as you play nice. That is, I will use the Yunibasaru Henko to make it so that you will be returned to the fold, as the saying goes. This fold being the leaf of course, with relative ease.

Yuuhi Kurenai will be your teacher once more, your sister your team mate as well. You will serve the leaf, return Mikoto Uchiha and Tsunade Senju to relatively safe and normal mental stability levels and then your...reward will be the freedom to go on a pilgrimage such as Jiraiya once did, and still currently does so. You will be on Konoha's call for assistance and help whenever and wherever I so deem. But you will be...free. If you see it that way, I guess.

These terms are non-negotiable and should you resist too harshly, the Kyuubi shall be removed and placed into your sister, or perhaps your mother once more, and of course the death of your poor wretched body and soul will be your only end. Not a fitting end for such a tough child, do you not agree? So, moving on.

Uzumaki Naruto, you have fought your whole life to step from your sister's shadow. You have caused chaos, have been used by so many, and now you shall be used once more. But do not fret, you have finally left the shadow that has mired you for so long, that you so desperately have attempted time after time to crawl forth from. What you must do now is simple. Something you have never done and have never practiced for. Something many would say you can't practice for.

Child of the cursed clan, harbinger of death, the end incarnated, shinobi, betrayer, son of Minato Namikaze aka the Yellow Flash, child of the Red Hot Habenero Uzumaki Kushina. Trickster, blood wielder, the cage of the Kyuubi, the most powerful biju to stalk the lands, you stand before the Shadow of the Shinobi, the Yami no Shinobi.

I have seen much, I have lived through more. I know the pains of serving an unforgiving populace. I have been the shadow who protected the city, the roots of the oak before the flood, the earthquake, the storm, and the wind. The glue that binds the mold, and the secret 'boogie-man' of the night. I have lived on this planet for seventy long years. I have lived through three longer wars.

Death is my friend, life my companion, the between nothing but a long solved mystery. I tell you now something oh so very simple, yet so hard to perceive and comprehend. Those of the dark always have had problem doing what you do so now. Your job made only harder by the tasks I set you, the restrictions I am sure you already are beginning to resent.

I tell you cursed child, I speak to you, and I command you.

You have stepped into the light, something you have searched and tried to obtain for so long. So do now as I say and do not be Blinded.

An: Here you go guys, the long awaited sequel. Tell me with some reviews how I did. Please! I'm a review whore, I'll admit it. But the reviews make me want to write more so...anyway, toodles! Im posting this on Rise and the new story so everyone will know.