The Death of Uzumaki Naruto

There are many, many powerful people and creatures in the world. Ninja who could crush mountains with their bare fists, the literal Shinigami it's self, beasts of immense destruction. All of these paled in comparison to the greatest beast of all, the almighty Kyubi.

The Kyubi's very footsteps caused earthquakes, a wave of it's many tails created hurricanes, it's burning hatred burned down entire countries. It is said that the only thing where the Kyubi's might does not exceed that of humans is the might of it's own will. The only way to stop such a monstrosity is to bind it, cage it behind a lock powered by a humans will.

However a baby, human or otherwise, has no real will to speak off.

How is it that the Kyubi was trapped is such a pathetic, fleshy, weak willed container?

Some people would claim it was the Yondaime's seal work.

Others would claim that the Kyubi was incapable of corrupting baby Naruto's soul.

Most would say it was weakened from the sealing.

All were wrong.

When the Kyuubi was sealed, it found another occupant in it's new home. The Kyuubi didn't know what it was, and this mysterious occupant never gave it's own name but the two clashed, constantly. Worst yet, the almighty Kyuubi no Kitsune lost, always. Every single time.

This person, this creature, this monster it seemed to feed on Kyuubi's power. Taking the foul, malignant chakra and making it it's own.

It got to the point where Kyuubi, to save it's self from future pain and suffering made a decision.

It stopped it's chakra, drew it deep within it's self, where not even Kyuubi could use it.

This plan, crazy and stupid as it may have seemed, this last ditch effort actually worked and this unstoppable monster seemed to fall into some sort of stasis.

Kyubi while safe for the time being was trapped, if it even attempted to use it's chakra then the monster would reawaken once more.

As long as nothing happened, no great tragedy happened to befall Kyuubi or it's host then this foul monster would be locked in hibernation forever.

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It was with a cold numbness as Naruto watched the ice senbon fly towards him. He was going to die. There was no changing it, he was not able to move out of the way in time. There was nothing Naruto or anyone could do.

He was going to die.

However it seemed that Naruto wasn't going to be killed by the senbon as Sasuke rushed in front of him, taking the attack, protecting Naruto.

"Wh-why?" Naruto asked in shock. However that cold numbness seemed to encapsulate him, he saw Sasuke's lips moving but there was no sound.

The hunter-nin was speaking, most likely mocking Naruto, but again there was no sound.

Kakashi and Zabuza's battle could not be heard.

Sakura's screams fell on deaf ears.

Naruto couldn't even hear the lapping of the waves on the bridge or the whistling of the wind.

The world was silent...almost.

There was one sound, one horrible, frightening, monstrous sound it echoed through Naruto's head. It battered, smashed and raged against the inside of his skull. It demanded to be let out, to share it's horror with the world and for a second Naruto resisted. He clutched his head in pain, screamed out, begged for it to stop. Naruto didn't know what would happen if he gave in, but it would be...saying it would be bad would be an understatement but it was really, truly the only world that fit.

However Naruto's resistance only lasted a fraction of a second, before the walls in his mind were battered down, his psyche destroyed, the monster let out.

That was the very moment in which Uzumaki Naruto died and the moment the monster let it's self known to the world.

"Booyahahahaha!"

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The scene upon the bridge was one that would have gone down in legend for the villagers. The noble ninja, who struggled to save them from tyranny, fighting against Gato's own hired ninja. It was dramatic, dangerous and each second seemed to drag on just a little bit longer than it should.

Well that would be the case if any civilians were actually able to see the fight going on.

Part of the bridge was covered in a thick, suffocating mist,. While another part was covered in some sort of dome of ice and mirrors. An indestructible dome, able to withstand the fiercest of attacks.

Said dome was destroyed in a second by nothing more than the force of a young boys deranged laughter.

A figure in a mask was thrown back, crashing into a part of the bridges railing, if someone was close enough they would have heard the breaking of bones.

"Come now," the boy who was once known as Uzumaki Naruto called out, a demented grin on his face. "You call out the Mad Dog and you don't even want to play? I feel a little hurt," as if to prove this, the blonde boy had his hand over his heart in a mocking gesture.

The masked nin, weakly struggled to it's feet, fingers moving in elaborate sequences, hand signs being woven faster than ever before as dragons of ice reared up out of the ocean to skewer their masters opponent. Only to stop and tumble to the ocean below as several cracks could be heard.

The once Uzumaki had in the blink of an eye grabbed the masked nins hand, crushing his fingers with ease.

"Such great and destructive power, stopped by breaking a few itty bitty fingers. Come on, you're starting to bore me here," something hardened in the blondes eyes, the maniacal grin falling away for just a second, "you don't want to bore me."

The masked nin struggled weakly but there was nothing he could do, he was beaten, helpless.

The blonde monster just sighed. This was no fun for it, where was the challenge, the excitement. Killing the masked nin was pointless without a challenge, no one trying to stop him, no do gooder, no hero fighting for what was right. Where was Kimberly Ann Possible when you needed her? He shrugged and dropped the masked nin "just stay there sidekick, the big dogs are going to go and play," the grin on his face was half-hearted at best.

Hatake Kakashi had little stamina and had been fighting for a while, Momochi Zabuza while powerful was still recovering, seriously where was the fun? The excitement? Where was the challenge!?

He stalked across the bridge, making his way to the fog. Grumbling to himself, passed the useless brat Sakura as she mourned over Sasuke's clearly living body when it hit him.

Momochi Zabuza and Hatake Kakashi alone would be boring, but what if he fought them together, two against one. That would provide a good fight, that would provide a challenge. Best of all he had the proper incentive right beside him.

"Booyahahaha," he cackled as he grabbed Sakura by the hair and before she could even react he smashed her face first into the bridge. This would usually be better if she were conscious but her voice was grating to say the least. Next he grabbed her by the foot and dragged her over to the masked nin, picked both of them up and called out to his targets, getting their attention.

This. While not Kimberly Ann Possible, this would be an adequate challenge for one such as him.

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Hallway after hallway Ronald Dean Stoppable walked through. He wasn't sure how he had gotten here, he wasn't sure even where here was but he was lost. The last thing he remembered was his high school graduation and yet now he was walking through something that looked vaguely like one of Drakken's lairs.

"Hello? Kim? Rufus?" he called out, his voice echoing throughout the empty hallways. There were countless doors everywhere but all of them were locked, unmoving, refusing to open for him. So on and on Ron walked.

On and on and on and on Ron walked. He past door after door after door.

One smelt like meat pies.
Another like a million Nacos
A third had the smell of ozone coming from behind it.

All the doors were unknown, unopening for him and yet they were so familiar, this feeling just beyond the reaches of his mind, calling out to him, but the details evaded his knowledge.

Eventually Ron came to a double set of doors, he knew what was on the other side, it's what was always on the other side of these doors. Drakken's doomsday machine.

But Ron had no Kim, no Rufus or Wade to help him, he was alone and going into a dangerous situation with no back up.

"Please go easy on me Shego," he muttered before opening the doors.

Ron expected some sort of doomsday machine, a Mega-Weather Generator, a Doomvee, something. What he did not expect to find however was a large cage, easily taller than his house and inside was a tiny red fox, with nine tails. It was weak and battered looking.

Without even thinking about it Ron slipped through the bars of the cage and knelt down to look at the weird fox. It was breathing if shallowly, it was clearly in a lot of pain.

"What did Drakken do to you little guy?" he asked himself.

Ron didn't expect a response, sure his best friend Rufus could talk, Ron himself could talk to roaches and monkeys had been shown to understand the English language, but he did not expect the fox to talk. "Heh. Heh. You did this to me human. Heh. Hehehehe" the fox started to break into laughter, the likes of which was clearly indicative of a broken mind.

Ron was many things, an excellent chef, a kind friend, a speaker of Roachese, however brave at heart was not one of them and as such he quickly backed away from the weird fox. "What in the name of the Naco is going on here?" he asked frightened, looking around for some sort of clue or something.

Then he heard it, a sound that filled the hallways, echoed throughout the entire base, filling Ron with dread.

"Booyahahahahahaha"

Ron felt the blood drain from his face, he knew that laugh, it haunted his dreams but how could it be here? He wasn't real, he was only around when Ron was evil and he wasn't evil was he?

"What's going on!" he cried out.

As if in answer to Ron's question a lair monitor lit up on the other side of the room.

It was hard to make out the image as everything was happening so fast but two people in weird outfits were attacking the camera operator. One of the people had a huge oversized sword and swung it, only for the camera operator to lean backwards, the sword going over him, "Oooh so close, but let's be honest you could do better," a familiar voice mocked.

A hand reached out, grabbed the sword and with almost no effort shattered the blade, before the camera operator, who was clearly Ron's evil self, twisted around, grabbed a pink haired girl and held her up as a shield against this guy with weird eyes, distracting him.

"No, no, no, no, no nonononono, no!" Ron ranted furiously, "No this isn't happening, he can't be out there. He's going to kill them, no, no, no!"

If Ron was paying any attention he might have noticed the sound of monkeys screeching in the background, the blue tinge to the lighting in the lair but as it was he was too busy screaming, banging against the monitor. He wouldn't let evil him, kill those people. He couldn't, he wouldn't!

He had to do something!

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Back in the real world, Evil Ron grinned, this, this was fun! Not the fight, though that was okay, but this situation, these two enemies, working together to save their team mates, one of them hesiatant to kill, the other only going for killing shots. But not even that was the best part. Nope, goody two shoes Ronald Dean Stoppable was awake. He could see everything, screaming, begging to be let out, to save lives.

Wait was that the tyrant over there? An army of mercenaries as well?

"If you want out so much Ronny boy then out you shall be, Booyahahaha" he cackled as he gave up control.

How would the sidekick react to this slaughter? Maybe this place wouldn't be so bad after all.

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So there you have it people, the first chapter in what is planned to be a long on going story (who knows if it will actually be that way but lets find out)

Now some people may query why i never called Evil Ron as Zorpox, to put it simply he was never actually called Zorpox in canon, it was just Ron but evil. Yes in his first appearance he wore the Zorpox costume but i believe that to be more for theatrical purposes than actually a desire to be Zorpox.

Also yes, other Kim Possible characters will show up.
Yes his mental scape is one of Drakkens bases, i didnt want it to be a happy place as Naruto's sewer isnt happy, but I did want Ron's on spin on it.

Last of all, don't worry Ron won't take the ninja world by storm and curb stomp everyone, he is a hero in a world where there are none. He is a horrible ninja (mosty of the time) in a world where a ninja is the only authority. I have no idea how this story is going to work out but I do plan on him still being an inherently good person.