A/N: Hello. I am so happy you all enjoyed this fic of my. Please leave lots of reviews or…

Kushina: No loving from yours truly! And for flamers…. I'll cut off your balls, roast them and then feed them to the Inuzuka dogs. They don't even know the difference.

Scar:…. You heard the lady. On with the chapter. Be prepared for death... and madness.

Chapter three: Kushina's escape! Unprecedented takeover!

It was early in the morning at about 6:30 AM a lone Anbu sighed as he took the steps down to the Uzumaki whore's cage. He had walked up and down these stairs ever since her capture, a very small handful of Anbu were aware of this place but they were all sworn to utter silence in the name of increasing Konoha's power.

And for some reason their captive has never attempted to escape, she just sat there drawing those pictures of her son. It was actually creepy in both the detail and how close the pictures resemble the real thing. He shook his head as he opened the iron door to where the glass cell was kept.

"Morning bitch. Ready for another day of 20 questions and torture?" he asked as he approached the cell. He was only greeted by silence which wasn't unusual. The Uzumaki would often never reply back or create a number of piles of paper and hide under one, waiting to scare the crap out of him, which often worked.

When he got close enough, he noticed that… there were no piles of drawings today or even a sign of her. He looked up and down, searching for her… only to find there was no Kushina…. His eyes bugged out from the eyeholes in his mask as he let out a girlish scream that sounded like "THE EVIL UZUMAKI HAS ESCAAAAAAAAAAAAAPED!"

An hour and a half later.

"What… do… you… mean… SHE JUST WASN'T HERE?!" screamed Hiruzen at the top of his lungs in outrage at the apparent escape, the Anbu simply replied in a panicked tone "It is just as I told you! I checked on her last night before lights out. I came back this morning according to my schedule and she wasn't in the damn cell!"

Jiraiya scowled angrily "Bullshit! She was here last night! Stands to reason she would be here in the morning! I put nearly every kind of seal I could think of on here to keep her inside! Chakra drainage, Chakra restrictions, Anti-sealing Seals! And you're saying she just vanished?!"

The Anbu that was put on the spot was reduced to a blubbering mess until another one spoke up "Hokage-sama! Jiraiya-sama! We found something… but… it doesn't make sense." The two turned to the second Anbu, expecting an explanation "We… found traces of umm, vomit on the toilet. We… think she was… puking up her meals… repeatedly."

The Sandaime raised an eyebrow at that "Why the hell would she do that?" in response a third Anbu spoke up "I think I know why." They turned and found the small food shaft was slightly ajar, on closer inspection it appeared that the gears were jammed by a paper Kunai, then it slammed itself shut once something crawled through.

"Did she… make herself… upchuck… her meals… so she could fit into that tiny shaft? Who the hell does that?!" the Toad Sannin asked in apparent shock to which his sensei answered "Either someone truly desperate… or insane. Put the Anbu on full alert. And get Danzo and his personal guard! If he asks tell him that Kushina has escaped!"

Jiraiya jaw dropped at that as he asked "Danzo? Full alert? But… isn't that extreme?" in response to that Hiruzen slapped his student across the face and screamed, reaching his boiling point "EXTREME IS WHAT WE NEED! HAVE YOU GONE SOFT?! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHO KUSHINA IS?! SHE IS THE EVIL UZUMAKI! SHE TAKES SCALPS, SLITS THROATS, AND BOILS TESTICLES INTO A STEW! SHE IS MERCILESS! SHE DOESN'T FEEL ANYTHING! SHE DOESN'T FEEL PAIN, OR SORROW, OR REMORSE, OR GUILT THE WAY OTHER PEOPLE DO! SHE ISN'T EVEN HUMAN ENOUGH TO UNDERSTAND THE CONCEPT OF FEAR!

AND RIGHT NOW, THIS MONSTER IS ON THE LOOSE WAITING TO STRIKE! IF SHE GETS TO A FOREIGN VILLAGE, KONOHA AS WE KNOW IT IS DOOMED! SHE HAS BEEN TRAPPED FOR YEARS IN HERE AND HAS REDUCED HERSELF TO SKIN AND BONES! WE MUST HUNT HER DOWN AND END THIS NOW BEFORE SHE REGAINS HER FULL STRENGTH! And if she does… then I fear there is no force in the Elemental Nations that could stop her." That last part was spoken in pure fear.

Jiraiya could only nod… knowing their options were too few and they had no time to find others. For Kushina was more than a Kunoichi… she was an unstoppable force of nature. With the soul… of a monster.

Meanwhile.

Somewhere in Konoha a red haired woman was slurping down and gobbling up virtually every bit of food within reach at a local diner. The other customers had a sinking feeling they all knew her from somewhere, the answer was on the very tip of their tongues… but they were too afraid to consider the possibility the Evil Uzumaki still lived.

In the corner table, Kushina gobbled up a large stack of pancakes and quickly scarfed it down whole, nutrients from the various foods quickly flooded into her, filling out her body and muscles in minutes, which would take weeks or even months to recover. But her sealing expertise cut that problem out. A napkin and a bit of blood, problem solved!

With a very loud belch, she had finished eating and leaned back into her seat, cleaning out her teeth with a toothpick. She was out! She was finally out! Now she needed a plan. Seeing her son was too direct. Chances are there were Anbu there, waiting for her. Plus there was obviously the possibility her son could reject her after all these years.

The borders were likely guarded, so she can't leave Konoha unless she fought her way out. And even then it would be less than desirable to deal with so many of the Hokage's idiot drones. But then… an idea struck her. Something she had wanted to do for a VERY long time: Go straight at Konoha's jugular.

She got up from her seat and was about to exit the diner, until the cook, an older and greasy looking man called out "Can't leave till you pay missy." The redhaired woman groaned as she turned around, then a look of recognition came across her face "I know you! You were an Academy teacher that was touching little girls!"

The greasy cook grunted as he spoke "Yeah… and because of that bitch Kushina, my balls were cut off and I was locked up! What is it to… " he was interrupted as she marched up to him grabbed one of the tableware forks and then stabbed him in the neck.

"You piece of shit… I (STAB) WILL (STAB) TEACH (STAB) YOU TO (STABSTAB) NOT TOUCH (STAB) GIRLS!" she screamed as she stabbed him over and over again in the neck. When she was finished she giggled as she muttered "Now I got fucking pig's blood on my feet." She laughed as she got up and exited the diner as the clerk called for help.

The next morning.

The Sandaime sighed tiredly. It had been a very long night. His Anbu, and Danzo's ROOT had looked up, down, left, right, sideways, front wards, backwards, round and round, Konoha for Kushina. They looked all over the borders, in and around Naruto's apartment. Then she was reported being at some random diner in the center of Konoha… and STILL she gave them all the slip.

Kushina had certainly earned her reputation for being extraordinarily slippery and difficult to catch. The only reason they had captured her in the first place was due to her knocking on Deaths door. Hell, they didn't even expect her to survive and now she was running rampant throughout Konoha. She has killed one already and now it was a matter of time before she did something TRULY crazy. Something so crazy that no Shinobi in their right mind, not even a Kage would think of doing it!

Something like… "HOKAGE-SAMA! THE DAIMYO AND HIS FAMILY HAS BEEN MURDERED!"… that. At the received news, Hiruzen fainted dead away.

In the Daimyo palace.

Jiraiya and Danzo both sighed. "We should have seen this one coming a mile away. Killing a Daimyo is pretty much taboo amongst Shinobi everywhere." Spoke Danzo as he shook his head, fearing the worst possible scenario.

"Forget that dammit! The other Daimyos are going to be asking questions on what the hell happened! What do we tell them?! 'Sorry about the Fire Daimyo and his family's deaths, they were all killed by a psychopathic Ex-Jinchuuriki'?" questioned the Toad Sannin in a rather girlish voice. His balls contracting into him from fear of what was going to happen to Konoha.

Danzo hmmed in thought. Telling the other Daimyos the truth was an option that could placate them enough to not tear apart Konoha financially. What would be better would be if there was… "Danzo-sama Jiraiya-sama" an Anbu shouted as he pointed out a survivor.

The Elder's single eye widened at the sight a young woman was stumbling down the hall, clumsily wrapped bandages covering her head… and in her hands… was a pile of skin and flesh… it was… a face. The various Anbu gaped in shock, and a few lost their dinner at the sight. "Zhack vhichz, jye fhut koff vy fvaxe! (That Bitch, she cut off my face!)" the woman gurgled underneath the bandages as she fell to her knees.

She was helped up by a cat masked Anbu who was truly horrified. She wasn't told any specific details. Only that a psychopath Rogue Nin was in Konoha. "Vy gheuckigul vashe! Jye pook vy fvaxe! (My beautiful face! She took my face!)" the girl gurgled under the bandages. No one could understand what she was saying, but knew it involved her face getting cut off.

She was escorted out by Neko and a number of other Anbu the Toad Sannin asked "Who the hell was that? A servant girl?" the Elder however replied "No. I think she could be a daughter of the Daimyo. If she is, she could help us get this all sorted out."

"Are you kidding me Danzo? Did you not see her?! Her face is all but gone! What if she ends up in a mental hospital?! Yelped the Sannin, his nerves unable to take any more stress. "A damaged Daimyo is better than none at all! Without an actual Daimyo or even a figurehead, the other Daimyos will swoop in like vultures and tear Konoha apart, piece by piece, both politically and financially!"

At this Jiraiya sighed in defeat and muttered "Let's pray SHE doesn't tear us apart."

The next morning.

The Sandaime was at the hospital, his primary duty was to oversee the health of this person and see if she could provide any information. From what his old rival gathered, this girl was supposedly an illegitimate daughter of the Daimyo, but was kept close by in case he couldn't produce any other heirs.

The approaching doctor gulped nervously as he spoke "It is…. (Gulp) very bad Hokage-sama." The Sandaime grumbled tiredly "How bad?" the doctor looked over the file and replied "Well… her face was… beyond saving. Not even skin grafts could help restore her face. I fear… she will forever live underneath a mask of bandages."

Hiruzen pinched the bridge of his nose and then asked, in fear of the answer "How is she doing?" the doctor had a more relaxed posture as he replied with more confidence "Surprisingly stable. Angry as hell at the loss of her face. But this anger is directed almost solely at her attacker."

Hiruzen made a thinking pose, if that were correct he could use that to his advantage to get the ball rolling. He nodded to himself and entered the patient's room. Said patient was staring at a handheld mirror. Growling in anger to the loss of her once beautiful face.

"Excuse me Ms….?" He left the sentence hanging, not knowing her name. She growled again as she spoke "If you are going to address your new Daimyo, then at least know her name. Idiot. And my name is Kara. Don't you forget it either."

The Sandaime nodded, careful not to invoke her anger anymore "Of course Daimyo-sama. I am here to… ask what happened." She placed the mirror down, got up from her bed and slowly walked towards the window, placing a hand against the glass.

"It all happened so damn fast. I was in my room. Reading one of my books… then I heard wet splattering sounds. I went to investigate… and all of our Samurai were dead. All dead. Then… she appeared behind me. That crazy woman with red hair….. she took my face. She cut off my face! Then peeled it off!" she screamed as she punched the glass, making it crack.

The Sandaime then said "Please calm yourself! Don't aggravate your wounds! Did she say anything?" the new Daimyo nursed her bloody knuckles as she replied "I think she might have said something about settling a score in Oto."

The Hokage's eyes snapped wide open at that. Oto was a new minor village but rumors persisted that it had some affiliation with his old student Orochimaru. He and Kushina had bad blood for years on end. The last words she had spoken to him before he became a missing nin were 'If I ever catch you, I will kill you and take your scalp as a trophy.'

There was no doubt in his mind that Kushina was on a mission and nothing was going to stop her till she succeeded. Normally he would be satisfied if they killed each other, but he doubted that his old student would be able to hold a candle to the Uzumaki, who was significantly more ferocious and skilled than Orochimaru whom used his honeyed words and cunning to his advantage.

He would send Jiraiya to look into this. With luck, the Toad Sannin could find her before she could regain her full strength. A bunch of civilians and Samurai was one thing, a Daimyo is just plain insanity, but a Sannin he doubted she could handle in her current state.

"Hokage-dono… I do not care what it takes. Or what it costs. Find me this woman and bring her to me alive her dead. Whatever you need… you've got a blank check." The girl spoke as tears rolled down from her eyes and over her covered face. At this the Hokage nodded and said "Thank you. I promise to get this wrapped up quickly. I shall assign some Anbu to you until Samurai from the land of Iron can arrive."

The girl was quiet for a moment then said "I want that Neko Anbu." The Sandaime nodded, knowing that Neko was reliable enough for the job. "Consider it done Daimyo-sama." He spoke in a professional tone. She nodded and gave him a dismissive wave, with a bow he left the room leaving the girl on her own.

Once he was gone the girl resumed staring into the handheld mirror. This time a crazed smiled appeared between the bandages.

Days later.

It has been a week since the Daimyo incident. Many details were kept from the general population of Konoha, word hadn't reached anyone outside Konoha's borders yet. Though it was only a matter of time. The public story was that an unknown and psychotic Missing Nin somehow sneaked in and killed the Daimyo family, servants and Samurai. Only one girl escaped. The Daimyo's daughter Kara managed to survive but was horrifically scarred.

In the apartment of Naruto he was sitting and reading the newspaper "Damn. Whoever did this… was brutal to say the least." A pair of lavender colored eyes appeared from his shadow as Kaguya spoke "Indeed. Killing a Daimyo has extreme consequences. The Daimyos may own the lands and provide much funding to the Shinobi villages budget they have little power outside the political realm. It is feared that if one Daimyo was killed, then they would all panic for their lives and pull the plug on the Shinobi villages. So it became a silent rule to never kill a Daimyo unless certain conditions were met. And I highly doubt a psychopath would go through all this trouble for no apparent reason."

Her charge nodded as he mumbled "True enough. I heard a rumor that the new Daimyo is being introduced to the Councils today."

Meanwhile at the Council Chambers.

Kara sat in a chair, sighing at the endless introductions and offers of sympathy to the loss of her family and face. From what she could tell from the Civilians and Elders it was to simply suck up to her, hoping to win her favor. The Shinobi were at least genuine, knowing friends and family who had suffered loss of loved ones or victims of some kind of disfigurement.

The Daimyo yawned tiredly as she listened to the ramblings of the Civilian council. It was honestly boring and tedious, it usually involved putting taxes on the Shinobi equipment stores and the like which the Shinobi council were obviously against. With a sigh of boredom and wanting this to end she raised her hand to silence them. A series of hushes went about as they all looked at her, waiting for her word.

The Daimyo sat up and spoke in a nonchalant tone of voice, as though the proceedings meant nothing to her "Hokage-dono. A question: What kind of village is this?" the Sandaime's mouth open and closed in confusion. "Pardon me Daimyo-sama but… what do you mean?" asked Hiashi Hyuuga with a raised eyebrow, very much interested in her meaning.

"Exactly as I said. It is a simple question: What KIND of Village is Konoha?" asked the Daimyo again with more emphasis. This time Hiruzen was able to make a coherent sentence "A Shinobi village of course Daimyo-sama."

She nodded at that and began pacing as she spoke "That is correct. A Shinobi village. Where Shinobi are meant to live. Where Shinobi rule… sooooooooo… why does a council of Civilians exist?" the scarred Daimyo glared dangerously at the aged Hokage.

"Umm, to assist in dealing with trade amongst the Civilian clientele?" replied a nervous Hiruzen. The Daimyo nodded, accepting the answer as she spoke "Truuuuuue… they are supposed to deal with Civilian matters, since they themselves are civilians… sooooo… Why? Why why why oh whyyyyyy, are they imposing taxes on SHINOBI shops and equipment?" at this the room fell deafly silent. The Elders and Sandaime gaped, unsure of how to answer that.

The Shinobi muttered amongst themselves in silent agreement, why should Civilians dictate the prices of valuable Shinobi gear that Genin and Chunin often need in the field? The Shinobi don't dictate the prices of clothing or beauty and hygiene products the Civilians buy daily. So… how was it fair?

"You know… I would like to ask the same question." Spoke one Tsume, angrily glaring at the Civilians, whom were mumbling amongst themselves "But… this is a democracy Daimyo-sama. So we get an equal say." Spoke some man with pink hair.

"Are you saying that Civilians should get an equal say, and yet Shinobi should not? If it is a democracy then doesn't EVERYONE have a voice?" asked the Daimyo in an increasingly dangerous tone, with one Chouza slamming his fists on the table "IT'S TRUE! WHY SHOULD YOU GET AN EQUAL SAY BUT NOT LET US USE OURS? WHY SHOULD YOU CONTROL WHAT HAPPENS IN A SHINOBI VILLAGE?!"

At that the room exploded in cries of accusations and rage. Hiruzen tried so desperately to quell the chaos but the Daimyo relaxed into her chair and casually folded her hands. Watching the ensuing pandemonium with silent glee. From next to her, the Anbu called Neko looked at the Daimyo in a curious manner. The way this Daimyo addressed the Civilian/Shinobi status quo reminded her of her sensei.

'Could she have…? No… that is crazy even for her… unless… but… the face… and… did she cut off someone else's face and passed off for someone else? Then put the doctors in some kind of Genjutsu? This… she must be…' the Anbu thought inside her mind. Clenching and unclenching her fists.

At last Kara clapped her hands and said in a jovial tone "How about this to settle all grievances? The Members of the Civilian council, out of pocket, pays reparations to the Shinobi clans for overstepping their boundaries by unfairly pricing Shinobi centric shops and goods?"

The Clan heads looked at one another and all nodded in agreement to this solution while the Civilians looked mortified "But Daimyo-sama… you can't just do that! We would have to pay in the hundreds of thousands if not millions!"

The scarred Daimyo glared at them and asked "Excuse me? Did you just tell me what I couldn't do? I AM YOUR GODDAMN DAIMYO! IF I SAY BLACK IS WHITE THEN IT IS! NOW PAY WHAT IS OWED OR EVERY LAST BIT OF YOUR POSSESSIONS WILL EACH GO TO A CLAN OF MY CHOOSING. IS THAT CLEAR?!" she screamed at the very top of her lungs.

With that, all the Civilian council could do was slump into their seats in defeat. For the orders of a Daimyo were absolute. With a huff the Daimyo exited the chambers so she could retire to her private chambers. Neko following close behind her.

"You know… I can't remember the last time we had such a proactive Daimyo." Spoke Inoichi with admiration in his voice, which earned nods of agreement from his colleagues.

Outside the Daimyo Kara stretched and muttered "You know… I always liked Moon flowers Neko-san." The Anbu stopped in her tracks knowing the meaning of her words and muttered "Not many know about that… Who… are you?"

The Daimyo grinned underneath the wrappings, sensing no one was nearby she partially removed the wrapping revealing smooth unmarked and beautiful skin underneath and tufts of freshly cut crimson hair "Hey there Yugao-chan… been awhile."

Yugao fell to her knees and mumbled in shock "It IS you sensei… but how?" the fake Daimyo waved a finger then slapped the Anbu across the face making her fall to the floor as her mask fell off. Then her face was pinned to the floor by her sensei's foot. A vicious gleam in her eye.

"Haven't changed a bit. But what is this for?" the purple haired woman asked in an odd mix of nostalgia and fear. Kushina's partially revealed face gave off a wicked grin as she asked in a rather demonic tone "Simple. Would you care to explain to me… WHY you are copulating with someone besides my son? And why haven't any of yooooou taaaaaken care… OF MY OWN CHILD?! Your answers had better be good. I entrusted my child to all of you. And you didn't care for him? That makes me question if my trust was misplaced. I DON'T like liars and traitors."

Yugao shivered in fear… knowing that a wrong answer… could cost her her very life and that her sensei can arrange it to look like an accident.

End chapter three.

A/N: Ha! Cliffhanger! I just had to do one for this predicament. Please leave lots of reviews. Anyway next update is gonna be a Naruto/Fairy Tail idea I came up with. No flames please