Naruto and Assassin creed crossover

Loss of One's Wing

A Naruto X Assassin's Creed Crossover

I own nothing but the idea of this. No more, no less.

It had been another night in the hidden village Konoha.
The moon was high, the air crisp, and it would have been perfect had a mob chasing a small five year old down the middle of the empty streets not been there.
Said five year was Uzumaki Naruto, and was running for his life. Sunny blonde hair, that was nearly brown from dried blood and mud, stuck to his face. Large blue eyes, wide with fear, darted for a place to hide and escape from the impending doom. His dirty and too big shirt and pants slowing him and letting him nearly fall into the talons of the monsters behind him.
Noticing a darkened alley, he quickly ran to it. Ducking into the shadows, he waited for the mob to pass before letting out a sigh of relief. It did not last very long however, because as soon as he turned around he ran into an armored chest. A very familiar armor too.
Looking up, he saw the expressionless face mask of an ANBU member. He was about to smile, happy to see one of his normal watchers, before he cause sight of the carved face.
A rabbit.
The man who did little to nothing when a mob attacked, the one who tried to distract his teammates long enough so blood could be drawn. Naruto quickly stepped back, shaking, until he hit another body. Leaning his head backwards, he looked up, and soon began to sweat.
Dog.
Dog, or Inu as many called him, was the captain of another squad that was assigned to watch Naruto. The man seemed to be more interested in reading porn than protecting the life of an innocent though. So much, that Naruto had to take time to find places to hide and routes to get to them. Simply because it seemed that Dog wanted him to be caught by the mob every time. So it didn't surprise Naruto that the mob he had hoped to outrun was standing behind Dog. All seemed to be armed to the teeth with weapons either common and simple, or expensive and sharp.
Naruto swallowed thickly, knowing that he wouldn't be getting out of this without blood and tears. So he tried to inch away from Dog without him noticing, but proved fruitless when he felt a crushing hand on his shoulder. Flinching from the unwanted, and painful, pressure, Naruto froze. Before he had a chance to blink, he was spun around and thrown into the crowd.
And the cheers were deafening.
It wasn't until the moon had rose high into the night sky that the beating had stopped. When the pain has subsided, at least enough for Naruto to at least crack his eyes open and look upwards. To the sky, and even through blood and dirt, he could still feel the everlasting want to touch the sky. Just as he had after every beating, every sharp and painful word, as it was the only place left that he had to search. To search, just for the acceptance and love he could only dream of.
But it was untouchable, unreachable, and forever gone.
A sharp pain in his side jarred him from his thoughts, causing him to gasp and choke on blood. Weakly turning his head to the side, he looked to the man who had kicked him. Seeing the familiar dog mask, he wasn't surprised by the rough treatment. What did surprise him was what Dog said next.
"You know Rabbit." Said masked man turned his head to Dog, "In a few years he'll be entering the academy-"
'The academy,' Naruto thought. 'The only place where I'll be able to learn how defend myself.' The thoughts of fighting back, standing up, and protecting himself caused him to miss Dogs words. So deep was he into his own childish dreams of protecting princesses with jutsus and traveling to far off lands, did he not see the blade coming down on him. Until it pierced through his left arm and caused him to scream in pain.
It was sharp, and it ran though his veins at the speed of a snake's venom. It made him scream his throat raw when the blade, dull and jagged, began to saw into his arm. He tried to thrash, to hit, to escape the hold that he was in, but Rabbit held him down. All Naruto could do was let tears and silent screams escape him as the blade cut and tore.
Blood pooled under the limb, from brutally cut muscles and veins, to ripped and peeled flesh. Most would vomit at the sight, but the two ANBU just continued to do what they were. The two merely ignoring the pained whimpers, the gasp for air, and the burning tears from clouding eyes. Even as darkness began to shadow his vision, he could feel the grip and tear of the blade. All up until it became too much and he let himself fall into the abyss.
When he opened his eyes however, he did not expect to be floating in a dark plain. Nor did he believe when it began to shift and change, warp and shimmer, until it transformed into a view of an ancient city.
The high walls, the sandstone buildings, the wooden crates, and the hurrying people. It looked just like Konoha, but the air was heavier and the sun was brighter. He blinked, looking around to see where he was, but soon felt like he was being watched. Turning around he saw a man, so different from who he usually saw, that looked at him with dark eyes.
Dressed in a white rode like garment with a red sash; hidden under a flowing black coat with white designs. Dark skin, darker than the pale skin of the people from Konoha, raven hair, and dark eyes made up for the man's face. The strong jaw was lax, but the man's lips held an almost sad frown.
But what caught Naruto's attention the most was the man's lack of his left arm. The only indication it had ever been there was the pinned up sleeve of his coat. He couldn't help but stare, notice the handicap the man had to deal with. That is, until the man coughed in his right hand. Naruto couldn't help but be startled, before blushing from being caught.
Naruto smiled nervously, before scratching the back of his head. He laughed, fake and completely unbelievable, before apologizing to the man, "Sorry mister."
The man's frown seemed to deeped, causing Naruto to become nervous, before he began to speak. "It's of no trouble." He looked at Naruto, straight into his eyes, "It is something I had learned to live with."
Naruto blinked, "Had?"
The man nodded, "Yes, had."
"But," Naruto blinked, confused. "How can you have had something?"
"I died."
Naruto's eyes widened, before laughing loudly. "That's funny mister! You can't be dead."
"Novice." The man began, "I am dead."
"But how?" Naruto began to scratch his head, his eyes turning into slits, "You're talking to me, aren't you."
The man could only sigh, before looking upwards. His gaze soon returned to Naruto, "You will learn it due time." Before he turned around and began to walk away.
"Hey!" Naruto called out, "You can't just leave me here!"
The man looked back, "Novice. You should know how to get out."
Naruto's face grew red, anger shining in his bright eyes. "My name's Naruto! Naruto Uzumaki! Not 'Novice,' Believe it!"
"Well then, Naruto, you should be able to find your own way out."
"That doesn't help me at all!" Naruto soon began shaking, his fist curled together.
"All you have to do is wake up."
Naruto's anger stopped short. "Huh?"
"Wake up Novice."
"But-"
"Wake up!"
"Who are you?"
"Naruto?"
The man gave him a twitch of the lips, a slight smile, "It's Malik."
"Naruto!"
"Malik Al-Sayf."
"Naruto! Please, wake up."
Naruto's eyes fluttered open, before squeezing themselves shut from the light that assaulted them. He heard a shuffle of robes, and a creak of the uncomfortable, yet familiar, bed he lay on. Opening his eyes, he came face-to-face with the aged face of the Hokage.
"Naruto, I was so worried!" The elderly man wrapped his arm around the dazed and confused boy, before pulling away and giving him a warm smile.
"Jiji? Where am I? Where's Malik?" Naruto looked around, under the blankets, under his pillow, out the window, and even tried to see out the door. All turning up empty.
"Naruto, you're in the hospital. And who's Malik?" The aged leader of the village looked at him with a worried expression.
"Malik's this man I met in this really pretty city! There were high walls like the ones that surround the village, and there were people, and sunshine, and the air was all dry like the desert…" He trailed off when he saw the look the Hokage was giving him. The look where he thought he was going crazy and needed to see the other man with blonde hair. Naruto frowned, "Never mind. I guess it was a dream…"
The Hokage nodded, suspicion still in his eyes however. But soon worry took over when Naruto asked the only question he wished he hadn't…
"Why am I in the hospital?"
The Hokage could only sigh, deep and one that betrayed his age, "You were found by a member of ANBU, in a pool of blood. Your arm…"
Naruto looked down, now feeling the lessened weight of his left side now that the drowsiness was cast away. Looking down, he could only see the bandages that were wrapped around what was once his arm.
And all he could do, was yell.
Des: There's the first chapter of my first story… woopty doo. Anyways, I may or may not continue this. As it was pretty much a "spur of the moment" kind of thing. (Mainly because I could only find Naruto being Altair's descendent but none for Malik. SO I decided to change that and make my own. Anyways, If people want me to continue, I will. If they don't and think it sucks, well… I'll let someone else take it under their wing. After all… writing usually is a trial and error process until you find what works for you… It just seems I may not have found mine. Whatever. Anyways, love it, hate it, or fake either one… I really don't care. I'll just be surprised if people actually look at this…
If people don't like it, tell me why.
If you liked it, tell me why.
If you thought it could be better, tell me why.
Just give me something to work with… Because I'll need all the help I can get. *Head-desk*
Anyways, see you later.