Chapter 1: Hunter

Uzumaki Naruto is not a good man. He's not an angel. No, he's far from it. you can call him Uzumaki, or just Naruto. He'd probably prefer going by Naruto.

Now, Naruto's job is very simple, yet very specific. Say some asshole owes you money and refuses to pay you back. Well, what do you do? Do you let the son of a bitch run off without paying you? Hell No! Why would you do that? All you have to do is give Naruto a call, and Boom, Uzumaki will get you that nice bit of cashback minus a small fee, maybe a few people hurt thrown in. But you'll damn well getting your money.

Most people might consider it a barbaric job but someone has to do it. Naruto, he just happens to be someone who's damn proud of his job and the work he does.

Then everything changed.

For most, it was just one of those days. A usual Monday morning, the birds chirping, and was regular for the most part. Naruto was heading over to his office with his hands a little bloody, though things like that happen while you're on the job. On this particular Monday morning, Naruto was in a bit of a mood when he entered his office building.

His secretary, Sakura, was cleaning her nails, looking as bored as possible.

"Hey Sakura, are there any calls?" He muttered while cracking the dry blood off his fingernails.

"Let me check. Hmm, yeah, you've got a meeting in about an hour or so. He says he's got a job for you. Also, Billy Joe called asking if you got his money or if you had to break Judsons Legs or both?"

Naruto groaned as he shook his head and replied,

"No, sadly couldn't get him the money. As for breaking his legs, fucker decided that he'd do it himself trying to get away from me. Jumped off a two-story building and his spindly legs snapped like twigs. He'll live but it's clear he won't walk for a while."

Sakura sighed as she was writing this down.

"Billy isn't going to be happy about that. He paid a pretty penny. Should I write him a check? You know how stingy this bastard is."

"Na'h, just let him know I got him something else as payment. But I don't think Judson's going to be able to text for a bit." Naruto tossed a washcloth from his pocket over to Sakura. She looked at it for a minute then her face scrunched up as she recognized what was in the cloth. With a disgusted look, she pushed the cloth over to the side.

"Noted, I'll give Mr. Joe a call so he can pick up his… Prize. Yeah, you better clean up before your next client gets back."

"That's the plan. After you're done with that, take the rest of the day off, I'll handle this client. Let Sarada know I said hey." He chuckled talking to his secretary.

"Will do, her birthday's coming by next week and I still need to get her something for her. Are you coming over, Uncle Naruto?"

"I might, want me to get her anything?"

"Sure, though please don't get her what you got last year. The last thing I need is a repeat of last year." Sakura sighed annoyed as she remembered what happened last time.

"What? I thought it was a good gift. Every kid needs one."

"Yeah, when you said you were getting her a gun, I though you meant a nerf gun, not a Desert Eagle. So please no real weapons. Get her a pony doll, or switch. She's only eleven."

"Never too young to learn how to shoot. You'll thank me when she's dealing with all them boys." Naruto smirked as he popped his neck and headed into the back.

"I swear, I work for an asshole."

"You do!" The door closed behind him while Sakura let out a long sigh as she packed her things and got ready to leave. She figured that she could make it to the store before they closed. These days it was hard to tell when the store was actually opened. Sakura sighed as she looked over at that damn little cloth swaddling a severed thumb. If she didn't do something with that fast, she imagined they were going to stink.

Naruto stood in front of the mirror, wiping the steam off as he began shaving his face. A quick shave never hurt anyone as he began cutting the stubble off. Looking professional was half the game, he thought as he cleaned his face. Sure other people would keep the beard for that manly look. Yet Uzumaki would managed to keep a balance between freshly shaven and Don't fuck with me.

The contractor examined himself. A well managed body, fairly strong with a few scars on his chest. A few more scars from gun shots over his shoulders and other places. A well placed scar around his eye that looked like a cresent moon. Now that little thing had a story, though that was a tale for another day.

The contractor, examined himself. A well managed body, fairly strong with a few scars on his chest. A few scars from gun shots over his shoulder's, and other place. A well placed scar around his eye that looked like a cresent moon. Now that little thing had a story, though that was a tale for another day. Music played in the background, Tough e nuff, by the Fabulous thunderbirds. As he jammed to the melody. Definetly a classic in his opinion.

He whipped his head back and forth as he popped his back. He soon motioned over and started getting dressed.

He started with a t-shirt, and Bulletproof vest, never leave home without it. With his line of work, you sometimes find yourself getting shot in the chest, and Naruto knew better then anyone the worst thing to happen was to get shot in the chest. Plus wearing a suit over it, managed to add to the bulk; Made him look larger.

Then he proceeded to put on a new white button up, and tan over jacket as he fixed his tie on, a clip on sure, though the last thing anyone needed was someone grabbing your tie and using it to choke him.

Learn that one the hard way. Not falling for that again. He smirked showing off his perily white teeth as he gave a light nod.

That was when the phone rang: Naruto reached over grabbing it and quickly answer,

"Dirty deeds: Done not so cheap." He answered with a chuckle. After all if he was going to do some Dirty deeds it wasn't going to be cheap.

"Ah hello there You're Mr. Naruto I assume, I talked to your secretary."

"This is Naruto, and I assume you're the client Sakura told me about?" Naruto asked as he listened to the man, he sounded like a slimy car salesmen, He got them from time to time. Imagining that he would deal with some punk who bought a hot rod and didn't want to pay for it, and this guy didn't want to get a tow truck.

"Yes, I'm the client. I'm standing outside your office, I wanted to make sure you were in there before I came up."

"Go for it, I'll be out in a minute." He proceeded to grab a few things a pen and stenopad. Making sure he took some notes. He even clicked a light button to record their conversation; he was going to make sure he caught everything. So if a client decided not to pay him. Naruto would be able to get a good picture of them and pay them a little visit.

The door opened and walked in was a finely dressed man, sharp suit and a smile that looked so crooked it could match a hillbilly smile. He wore all white with a black tie as he cleaned his hand a gold ring over his left index finger, So Naruto imagined he was a married man. But Naruto knew exactly who he was.

"Hmm aren't you a little far away from your church Preacher?" He muttered as he clicked his tv and turning it over to the televangelist channel, at least what he called it. Where you could hear the word of god twenty-four seven from random men of god. What were the chances the same man standing in Narutos little Office was standing right there calling for the arms of God, against the goverment and how they wanted to take Jesus away from them.

"Please call me Pain Well I figured I'd come and visit the sinners, after all its what Jesus would do my good sir." The preacher said with a wide smile, Naruto just groaned shaking his head,

"Well while you're here to hang out with Sinners, I'd like some cash so whats the job? Need me to go after an Alter boy that got to old for you?" He snarked slightly eying the Televangelist.

"Fine, I'll be frank, I've got some bitch stealing money from my church, and more importantly me, and I want you to teach em a lesson, I want you to put the fear of god in them since it's clear that I couldn't do it myself."

"Hmm alright, and whats the budget?" Naruto asked writing down a few details, including a small note for himself that read, Fucks alter boys on the side. While keeping his eyes on the preacher.

"Well, I would have to know, though I could be willing to pay for your server, and bless you with good fortune, to allow you to enter the kingdom of Heaven." He smirked as he reached over to raise his hands.

"How about we forget about getting me into the kingdom of Heaven, no way in hell that guy's letting me in after half the shit I've done, and I take cash, so Ten thousand dollars and you've got a deal." Naruto gruffed out as he raised his hand, truly a man of his word he waited for his response.

"You know what, sure you have a deal, I can get you half now, and half when you got the job done." The preacher said with a chuckle,

"Sure thing, and as I said, I take cash, I don't trust checks." Naruto smirked as he rolled his neck while getting a light smirk.

"No problem, but I will need you to get the job done tonight, I'm on a bit of a time limit, so please make sure they learn their lesson."

"I'm going to need a picture, make sure my target is the right one. As a rule I don't go after none clients." Naruto muttered tapping the table.

"Oh yes, here you go, I got it specially for you." He smirked pulling a picture out of his back pocket the paper crumbled as it revealed an older man, looking to be in his late forties.

"Hmm alrighty, Bring the money over and I'll take care of it."

"Good good, Now here's the address, I've got the cash in my car, and please god bless you."

"Yeah, yeah," Naruto coughed out. Watching the preacher leave.

When all was said and done, Naruto counted out the couch shook the Televangelists hand and they went their seperate ways, of course Naruto would have to get the other half when the job was done, but this was a cool ten grand, and he was determined to get this job taken care of.

"Well, we better get started." Naruto chuckled as he headed over to a few filing cabnets, where he started pulling out a few tools he would need, A lock picking set, a couple of guns, and a good bit of bullets. Never have enough of those. As he began putting them into the holsters and the ammo clips in certain area's for quick access. The guns he chose was a Colt Combat Elite with a modyfied 13 round magazine capacity, blue elite stainless, with a two-tone finish and a black hand rubber grip, fine slide catch quick for reloading, .45 ACP Caliber.

The other gun, incase something went wrong and he needed a second gun was another Colt Goverment model, stainless hard rubber with a matt stainless finish, though this one might have been only 8 round, with a single trigger action. It could do the job just the same if not better. Beside Naruto had a thing for the Colt guns, after all like his daddy use to say,

God created man, yet Colt made them equal. He motioned them into their holsters carefully keeping them hidden. Last thin he needed was to cause any attention to himself. As he started heading off. It was time for Naruto to get to work.

He Locked his door; walking out never knowing this might have been the last time he entered his office again.

Naruto drove off to Collins ave, not far from where his office was, as he began turning heading towards the apartment complex. Specifically complex number 9 apartment 302. The place was slightly run down. As he climbed the creeking stairs, He shuddered imagining that his weight might cause him to fall right through if he wasn't careful yet he eventually made his way to the top floor.

He adjusted his tie, as he cracked his neck. His shoulders pushed up as he made himself look even bigger than he was before,

"Time to get to work." He muttered with a light sigh as he would knock on the door. Three knocks, no more no less. As he waited for his target to open the door.

The man from the picture stood there, Looking at him with exhausted eyes, as he sighed,

"Is there something you need? I'm kind of busy?"

"Yeah, I've been hired by Pain, I believe you stole some money from him." Naruto said that cool relaxed smile as he pushed his hand over making sure that his target wasn't going to slam the door in his face.

"Yeah, and you tell that son of a bitch If I ever see him again I'll beat the ever living shit out of him for what he's done to my family." The old man muttered his gruff voice sharp as he poked his fingers into Narutos chest.

"Really now, well I guess, I'll let him know." Naruto soon moved grabbing the old man's fingers and began squeezing them the tips at first before twisting them as the old man groaned in pain as his hand followed along and Naruto pushed him right into the door.

"Listen, Pain payed me to get his money back. The money you stole, and I expect it to be handed over. Otherwise, I'll be breaking some bones." He muttered clearly annoyed as he pushed the old man into his living room. The room was barely furnished, Barely anything to make it a home; matching the outside.

"I didn't steal any damn money from the son of a bitch, if anything he stole money from me, and fucked up my god damn family." The old man cried out trying to break out but clearly it wasn't working.

"Well how about this explain to me what he did that really fucked you over." Naruto was suspicious for a man who apparently was stealing from a mega-church, and the televangelist, he wasn't using much of that money. Hell he figured there would be something nice. He pushed him into the molding couch and watched him.

"That hypocrite, took everything I had. My wife, she— she believed in him, trusted him and hoped that he would heal her, sadly she had cancer. Though all he did was hurt us took everything we had. We had our 401K, but he conPaind her into leaving everything she had, to him in her will, our house. The land, everything we owned. I couldn't fight him. He conned my wife out of so much, then he— then he." He was about to cry when a small voice called out,

"Dad, is everything ok?" A small timed voice called out, Naruto looked off seeing a sixteen year old, clearly pregnant, her stomach sticking out. As Naruto smiled,

"Hey there, I'm a friend of Pain—" That was when without warning the girl screamed backing away, The old man who he now assumed was her father managed to find the strength and pulled away running over to his daughter. Naruto walked over and saw it, a man consoling his daughter who was crying in the corner in tears as she was shaking in fear.

"What did he do?" Naruto asked, he was feeling something; Shame? Was it shame he was feeling? Naruto wasn't sure but he shook his head at that point.

"You want to know, He raped my daughter! He forced himself on her claiming It would be what the Lord wanted! When I found out I wanted to kill him! He tried Bribing me, offering me money claiming it was the biblical way! What a crock of shit, I tossed his money at him and we were going to head to the police. I was planning on bringing going to the station cause we can't pay the fucking phone bill." The venom in the mans voice was strong. As the young girl cried in his shoulder. Naruto didn't look him in the eye there, guilt— anger, he wasn't sure, but Naruto knew one thing. It wasn't right.

"Here take this," he tossed him the first half of the payment to come beat the shit out of this man. He didn't want it… Naruto might not be a good man: But that didn't make him a Monster.

"I don't want your money. I want you to get out of the house, Why don't you just go tell that Pain to fuck off!" The old man spat out tossing the money back at Naruto the anger growing more. Naruto gave a chuckle and put the money back in his pocket.

"You got it boss, Infact you're payment has been taken." He would walk out of the room and heading out, much to the confusion of the older man. Who only went back to hugging his daughter holding her close as they consoled each other.

Naruto walked out and got in his car, a Dodge Challenger, as he reached over pulling his Burner phone out, dialing his former clients number.

"Ah, isn't it the great Mr. Naruto, did you get the job done, and get them off my back."

"Yeah, I found them, and I quit,