Prologue – This Crazy as Hell Life… Or Soon to Be

If one were to watch this little thing per say, Barry White would be playing in the background of these two-people going at one another in the room. It's not quite violent, but instead it was more along the lines of wild sexual tension being let out, between two people who clearly have something for the other, but it's just complicated.

Their bodies slammed against the wall as they passionately kissed each other, in a way that only people like them would do with a fiery passion. They came up for air, before the man spoke up.

"So, is this your answer?"

"You tell me."

The woman jumped a bit before wrapping her legs around his waist and he turned around as he brought them to the bed in their room. Their kiss began again as they took their pleasure to higher levels, starting with less clothing and more of what one would expect when two people started to have sex with one another.

"Wait, wait wait! What the hell is going on?"

I'm telling a story here. What else?

"This isn't how you tell a story you idiot! You didn't even tell the readers who I was, or the woman I finally managed to get a real fucking answer from, goddammit!"

I purposely did that to keep the reader enticed and guessing as to who was who, and to make their own speculations.

"…ok, I can get part of that, I guess…but the least you can do is go at things from the beginning, with how I got here and all that crap."

Most people tend to just ignore how you got here, what you did after, etc. and prefer to see how you're doing right now. A little exposition never hurt to move the plot along. Plus doing a bit of exaggeration on what happened and then throw people for a complete loop his hilarious at times.

"Yeah, but a lot of exposition is boring as hell. And then say one thing, but do another? Wow man…"

Well this will be the way I tell the story, so guess what. It's happening this way so deal with it.

"You better not screw up."

Oh, have ye a little faith, mistah ninja. I'll start closer to when your life took a major turn.

"Which turn was that? There's at least a dozen of them."

After the whole Toneri business and your return trip from the moon.

"Hmm… well I guess you can start with that part."

Excellent, now let's get this thing started up.

-Outskirts of Raccoon City, Arklay Mountains; 1993-

The site of a smoking crater was all they were looking at. After receiving a call from the higher ups to investigate what had happened, Albert Wesker stood looking at the site while Umbrella researchers lead by William Birkin, who had to be dragged away from his research of the G-virus, were examining the site for anything that appeared unusual.

"Alright, let's get to work here people. Umbrella wants this done by the book and done right. Leave no stone unturned." The monotone voice of Wesker order the team of scientists to start their work. They got everything set up, and luckily, they didn't have to worry about the local law enforcement due in no small part to Chief Irons now on Umbrella's payroll.

So far from what they gathered, the trace radiation wasn't lethal, however the residue was very odd, and parts of the crater was strewn with minerals that came from only one place: the moon. Add on to the fact that there were no reports of shooting stars in the last couple of hours, this was not your ordinary find.

Though it wasn't long until they found someone's blood, and after placing it under the scope, well…the discovery of a 23rd chromosome was something that warranted further analysis.

Birkin was ecstatic, "My god…" He chuckled softly, "…this, who's ever blood this belongs to, there's no telling what they can do. I need to get this back at the lab…" by this time Wesker walked into the makeshift mini lab set up in a tent and looked over the minor research notes on the blood sample they found.

From the small bits and pieces that he read, the blood had an unusually high white-blood cell count, along with a strange substance that appeared to be rejuvenating some of the dead cells and then there was the fact that a piece of local bacteria was applied to the cells, however miraculously, the blood sample simply absorbed the bacteria…

…made it part of the cellular makeup as the blood, and then there were the small abnormalities within not seen in humans…

Wesker turned to Birkin, "Dr. Birkin, what do you make of all of this?" William was already gathering his things excitedly, "It's amazing, I-I'm mean there's so many possibilities that this could lead to with my work. The T-virus could be enhanced, and the G-virus research time could be reduced by years, a whole new line of viral research could open up! I need to get this back to the research facility, phone Annette to get here, drop Sherry off at her aunt's, etc. etc. etc."

Wesker and Birkin had taken over all research on the T-virus after Spencer ordered Dr. Marcus' assassination five years prior, and research was accelerating but still needed more work, however it stalled when Birkin discovered the G-virus, and the work began immediately with Spencer's approval and additional funding.

How the CEO came up with the extra money, that Umbrella didn't have even unofficially, that shouldn't exist, was unknown to Wesker, but he had his own theories…

"We'll need to find the source of this little discovery…" He adjusted his shades properly with the new little development by Umbrella's tech division, that allowed him to wear the sunglasses in the dead of night, "…I'm sure we'll need it if any further research will be made."

Birkin had already packed up most of his own things along with the blood samples, "Yes, yes, try to collect any more blood samples along the way, we might be able to clone it back at the lab with TRICELL's recent breakthrough in that regard."

Wesker put together a tracking unit and found a pair of feint footprints leading out and away from the crater site, dogs had been brought out, and tranquilizers had been loaded into the pistols of the Umbrella forces as opposed to live rounds. Birkin needed the source of said special blood alive, and Wesker agreed with him. As such, the USS Alpha Team led by Agent HUNK was brought in to help with the job.

"You have your orders. Tranquilize the target once we find it. Do not shoot to kill, or you'll be answering to Umbrella command." Wesker already gave the warning with Umbrella already having provided the objective.

HUNK signaled for the squad to fan out in a search pattern sweeping the area with the Dobermans, although he wished they had Blood Hounds instead. But hey, take what you can get right?

The dogs started sniffing the ground where they picked up a blood trail, however as they followed it after about 600 meters into the forest that lead straight to Raccoon City, the trail suddenly went cold.

No blood trails. No footprints. Not even the smell of the subject was around.

HUNK and Wesker looked at each other and nodded in silent agreement, "Fan out, and search the area. Stay in radio contact, and should you encounter the possible subject, radio your location in. Do not engage alone, we don't know what we're dealing with here."

They went their separate ways and took hounds with them to try and hunt whoever they were tracking down fast, but so far nothing. Meanwhile, Wesker stayed behind having suspicions about the trail. He took his shades off to look at the blood and foot prints that seemed to suddenly stop, "Now where did you go? You couldn't have just vanished into thin air, no…" He felt something drip on his left shoulder, turning to glance at it with his peripherals, it was blood. He looked up to shine a light up into the trees and saw some used bandages soaked with blood, "…very clever, using the trees. You know how to make a disappearing act look well. Though, you should've just destroyed any evidence you were here."

Wesker looked for a tree to climb up to the source of the dripping blood, and carefully made his way over to the branch without falling on his ass, and grabbed a cloth thick with blood. From what he guessed this was some military grade absorbent cloth used for treating serious wounds. He shined his light to find where any more blood patches were around, but sadly there were none to be found.

"Agent HUNK, have you or your team found any sign of our target?"

"Nothing. Not a damn thing."

"Break off search and regroup. If we haven't found them, we won't tonight. We'll continue the search another day with daylight on our side, to make things easier."

"Copy that, Wesker. You heard him Alpha Team, regroup. We're done." Wesker looked back to the bloodstained cloth in his hands and looked at it with great interest.

"Big things, have small beginnings." He smirked in thought at all of what could be done with this.

While Umbrella had been analyzing the crater, and tracking down the subject with no success beyond acquiring more blood samples, said subject had already made his escape from the area, and all due to his own luck extending beyond gambling with his life and money, he got away unnoticed.

He leaned up against the sign next to the concrete road, leading into Raccoon City, "God dammit, I blame you for this shit, Toneri." The subject that Umbrella was attempting to track down was none her than Naruto Uzumaki, hero of the Leaf Village and was soon to be the future Hokage, or so he claimed which many back home believed he would. But after his little ad entire to the moon, or rather his moon, and some botched attempt to get back home, well that was all a matter of debate now.

Naruto looked up to the sign, hoping it could tell him where he was, but alas, he had no idea what the hell it was saying…

"I can't even read the damn sign." He held his injured arm, after having to do some amateur treatment, his landing didn't go the right way, "Probably can't even understand what the hell they say either." He chuckled humorlessly, "Well, better get started on a new life…maybe find a way home…" He looked down as single tear dropped from his eyes, "…if there is a way home."

He sucked it up and asked towards Raccoon City, unaware of what kind of new twists and turns his life was about to take…

I apologize for the lack of content for this, my creative juices weren't flowing very well on this chapter

Ah, Resident Evil, your live action films suck, but your games rock. This story was something that popped in my head after I noticed not many existed in this category, and I'd thought I'd throw my own thing into the mix, maybe see if this story is worth writing, even though I've written down notes for it, and planned out which games he'll get involved in (sorry guys, but no Outbreak or Dead Aim).

Now when it comes to the Raccoon City Incident, I'm trying to have Naruto go through both 2 & 3, however I'm also going to include the characters from Operation: Raccoon City in it as well, so that includes Delta Team and Echo Six. I know many fans were not a fan of it, but I personally thought it was an alright game despite the short comings.

Anyways, I need help in constructing a linear set of events with this stuff in mind, so any help you guys can provide would be much appreciated.

As for the pairing, well, I'll let you guys take a guess…hehehe

Now, just going to throw this out there and if you complain, well then it's not my fault you ignored my AN. This is not a Godlike Naruto, if you don't like that, then turn away as I don't care to hear about your complaints with him getting nerfed in this story. I like the OP as fuck Naruto from time to time, but in a universe such as Resident Evil, let's face it, he'd curbstomp everything hilariously and then there's no tension... no struggle to overcome. This is called "Survival Horror" where you must be smart about how much ammo you use, what items to use to heal yourself, how to manage your inventory, etc. because putting God Naruto in here would be punching God Mode into the command console.

Until next time, continue to read, review, favorite and follow my stuff :)