9 Low key

"You call that low key?!"

Those were the first things to leave Illyana's mouth as Naruto entered the room. Said room was the Valid's hotel room, the blood that had once lay in a pool in the hotel doorway was now gone, cleaned up by Naruto's clones. The blonde man walked past the agitated woman, walking into the living room to see Gabrielle, her sleeping son scooped up into her arms. Looking over into the open bedroom door, Naruto could see that Charles was laying on the bed, his body covered by the bed spread. A sudden wave of memories flooded into his head, the clone's experience of dropping off the Acquired and the other AIM experiments at a hospital allowing him to relax knowing that those poor people were now in good hands.

"Hey!" Magik said in a harsh whisper, "Don't ignore me! Do you have any idea what's going on because of your little show? You're all over the news for God's sake!" The blonde finished by pointing at the television, the local news covering the breaking story of a how the city wide war was now over, the rebelling side having been picked off by what reports were calling a 'One Man Army.' The story then shifted over to the coverage going on in Sokovia, the reporter stating that what many believed to be a freak explosion to have gone off in a privately owned military base. The owner of the company running said base, a man named Aldrich Killian, gave a brief statement just moments ago saying that the reason behind the explosion is just as unknown to him as it is to the general public, and that he and the remains of his organization are doing the best they can in their investigation.

Naruto ignored her however, his attention completely on the still balling woman kneeling down in front of him. Crouching down next to her, Naruto hesitated several times before gently placing his hand on Gabrielle's shoulder, "We should go."

Gabrielle's eyes slowly opened, revealing her eyes to be red and puffy from her constant tears of sadness and now happiness. After a moment of thought, the red head nodded slowly, slowly standing up, making sure not to wake her exhausted son, the boy just having fallen asleep in her arms.

Naruto then walked over into the bedroom, slowly walking up to the corpse laying in the bed. Tucking the sheet to where it was under the body, Naruto gently lifted the body bridal style, the sheet nearly spilling onto the floor. Entering the living room once again, Naruto heard Illyana ask Gabrielle where she wanted to go.

"I…I just want to go home." Gabrielle croaked out.

Illyana nodded, "Do you have a picture of it?" Gabrielle nodded, reaching into her pocket to pull out her phone. Unlocking the lock screen, she then began to scroll through her photos before stopping on one in particular. Gabrielle seemed to hesitate for a moment, a small smile spreading across her face for only a moment before she seemed to collect herself. Clicking it so that the picture expanded outwards, she then showed it to the blonde woman in front of her.

It was a family picture, with a younger Charles and Gabrielle standing in front of your standard suburbia household. Upon closer inspection, you could see that Gabrielle looked to be rather far along in a pregnancy, six months at least, with Charles gently caressing her bloated belly, a wide smile on his face as he looked forward.

"Alright, that should be enough. Thank you." Illyana said. Closing her eyes, Magik began to reach out towards the house. Finally, after several seconds, a large portal opened up behind her. Stepping aside, Magik allowed Gabrielle and Herald to walk through first. The red headed woman looked at the portal with slight trepidation before taking a tentative step forward. Feeling nothing abnormal happen to her foot on the other side, Gabrielle then decided to go for it, walking through the portal completely. Illyana and Naruto followed after her, with a handful of clones following after him with the Valid family's luggage in their hands.

As Naruto walked through the portal, he saw that they were now in a British suburbia, each house identical to the other, with the houses stretching on down the neighborhood endlessly. The luggage set down next to the small stairway leading up to the house entrance, Naruto walked up after her. Opening the door, the three walked in. If Naruto was honest with himself, he was slightly surprised with the messiness of the house. Toys were scattered all along the floor, with several different types of books and magazines scattered along several varying table tops. Dust had begun to settle, leaving the house in a rather musty state, as they could see the flying dust particles dancing in the sunlight. Seeing a nearby couch, Naruto walked over towards it. As he made his way in front of the couch, Naruto looked down that the covered face of the man he considered a friend.

"I'm sorry Charles…I truly am." He whispered. Gently he then rested his friend on the couch, making sure the sheet covering him stayed in place as he did.

"I'd like for you to leave now."

Turing around, Naruto could see Gabrielle standing behind him, her left hand holding her right elbow as she looked at the blonde with a slightly scathing look. Naruto looked at Gabrielle for several moments, pondering the right words to say before eventually deciding that it would be best for everyone if he said nothing. Slowly walking past her, Naruto began to walk out the door when he felt someone press against his mental barrier.

"Goodbye…Naruto."

The Shinobi stopped for only a second before continuing his stride down the stairs, "Goodbye, Herald." He thought. Walking towards Illyana he looked up to see that the sun had begun to peek out, showing that a new day had just begun, "Would your friend still be here?" He asked.

Taking a second to look at her watch she said, "Probably not, we can go check though if you want."

Naruto gave a slow nod, "Alright." With that another portal opened, with the two blondes walking through it towards their new destination. Stepping out, Naruto saw that they were now in what looked to be the Australian outback. Looking around, Naruto could see that they were standing next to a small cabin.

"Hey old man! You here?!" Illyana called out, her hands cupped around her mouth to project her voice out a little further. Walking up to the cabin, the girl didn't bother knocking, instead barging in as though she owned the place. Naruto followed after her, the two coming into what looked to be a now abandoned quarters, "He's gone." Illyana said with a sigh, "Sorry."

Naruto didn't respond at first, instead plopping down on a nearby chair. Running his hands through his hair, Naruto said, "Don't apologize."

"So…what're you going to do now?" Illyana asked as she walked up to him, sitting in the chair next to him.

Naruto looked up at the woman, a thoughtful look on his face as he said, "I…don't really know to be honest. All the time I've spent here I haven't really made any plans for what I'll do if it turned out I'd be stuck here permanently. Which in hindsight was pretty stupid. What am I gonna do for money? How am I gonna get a job, I don't have one of those diplomas you people value so much. I'm sure as hell not working for SHIELD. And what about Natasha? We've always had this understanding that I might leave eventually, but now I don't know what we're gonna do."

"Natasha?" Illyana asked.

Naruto nodded, answering the woman absentmindedly, "Yeah, she's my girlfriend. We've been going out for a nearly a year now." The realization of that seemed to dawn on Naruto, "Holy fuck…we've been going out for nearly a year now."

"Is that a bad thing?"

Naruto shook his head, a small smile on his face, "No…no not really."

"Oh. Okay." Illyana said a little awkwardly.

With a sigh, Naruto got up from his seat, "I do know one thing though. It's time I got back in the swing of things, I think it's time I introduced the world to a new kind of hero." Looking down at Magik he smirked, "My kind of hero."

"And what kind of hero are you, exactly?" Illyana asked inquisitively.

"The kind that does what's right…or whatever." Naruto said, rubbing the back of his head bashfully.

Magik got up as well, "Maybe that's how you can make some money, be a hero for hire…or whatever." She finished her sentence with a mocking tone.

"Hero for hire huh?" Naruto asked, an impressed look on his face as he nodded his head approvingly, "I mean…I was a Shinobi for hire back home. Yeah…yeaaaahhh. This is all starting to come together!" Naruto said excitedly, rubbing his hands together slowly as a plan began to form in his head.

"You'll need a hero name, like Iron Man or the Human Torch." Illyana said.

"Human Torch?" Naruto asked.

"Yeah, you know…the superhero from the 30's and 40's? Him and Captain America were really big back then. Them and Namor the Sub-Mariner. Those three are considered the golden age of modern heroes."

"There are ages? I thought these guys popping up now were the first heroes."

Illyana shrugged, "Nah, these guys are bronze age. First you had the golden age like I said, then you had the silver age."

"It seems like you're making this way more complicated than it should be by labeling these things." Naruto said with a bit of a deadpan face.

"I'm not the one labeling things, these are established terms for the different superhero ages." Illyana argued.

"You know what, whatever. I feel like we've lost our train of thought."

"Which was?"

"…I don't know."

-x-

"So…you survived. If only barily."

"Yo-you…you dare mo-mock me?" Someone stuttered out, the pain in their voice obvious, "I-I…am the great MODOK…I am the next evolution of computer technology, I am the-"

"You are a weak fool MODOK. So weak that you couldn't even stand up to that creature's attack…pitiful."

MODOK, the strange cyborg now a scrambled mess, his arms torn and shredded, the device carrying his massive cranium nearly fallen apart as well, and blood splattered all over the area, a massive gash on the side of his head gushing out the life liquid like a fountain.

"You…you dare talk down to me Korvac? You are nothing but a failed experiment…something that Killian had almost decided to be thrown out like the garbage you are. You are lucky Ms. Rappaccin took such a liking to you..."

"Yes…I owe much to Monica for what I am today. For without her, I would have never evolved into the higher being that I have become. But now…my savior is gone. Because of that man." After a moment, Korvac continued, "You should have protected her. But your weakness prevented you from doing what you were created to do…"

"That man was more powerful than anyone could have expected! Ho-how coul-…how could I have predicted…What are you doing Korva-" MODOK's sentence was interrupted by the fact that a wave of energy suddenly enveloped him, wiping him out of existence entirely.

"Prepare yourself…Naruto Uzumaki. I shall come for you, soon."

-x-

Location: Manhattan, New York City, New York

Date: May 3rd 2012

-x-

Dank. That's what would best describe the apartment building a handful of drug dealers found themselves working in. The four of them were littered all throughout the room, each doing some kind of task as the radio off in the corner blasted the Jay Z/Kanye West collaboration Watch the Throne. One of the drug dealers, a massive black man whose shirt was still three sizes too big, was sitting on the couch in the middle of the room, a Smith and Wesson revolver being polished in one hand, and a good size pile of various handguns, assault rifles, and shotguns resting next to him. Two others, one a very skinny white man with bleached yellow cornrows and a tight wife beater that was plastered with various colored stains and the other was a man that appeared to be of Asian descent with a New York Mets hoodie that seemed to be experiencing some wear and tear. The two of them were busy counting the stack of wrinkled cash in their hands. Finally, the last dealer was another black dude, his long dreadlocks tied back in a loose ponytail, with a thick curly beard wrapped around his face and a green t-shirt that read Richmond Hill High School, showing that the guy was from Queens. The man was kneeling in front of the coffee table in front of the couch, a scale in front of him as he placed a bag full of white flour like powder on top of it, the number flashing on the screen showing that the bag weighed just over two pounds of cocaine.

"This is about 18 G's; Cottonmouth's gonna dig this man." The man with the dreads said, looking at the massive man on the couch, "What's the name of this supplier again?"

"Don't worry about no 'supplier,' shit whatchu think this is, Breakin' Bad or some shit? Yo' job is make that shit there into chalk and that's it, you gettin' me Grad?"

The now named Grad nodded his head, putting his attention back on the key of cocaine in his hands, "My bad T." As he was about to take the key into the kitchen, a knock echoed through the room. The sound of someone knocking on the door stopped all activity in the room, all four of them looking at the door incredulously. It was no secret what activities were going on in this room, so who'd be stupid enough to knock on the door?"

"Is it the Five-O?" The man in the wife beater asked, getting up from his seat as he reached for the gun stashed in his pants just above his ass.

The Asian man looked at the man that spoke, "Who calls a pig 'Five-O' anymore?"

"Shut up!" T harshly whispered before tossing the revolver he just got done cleaning to Grad, "See who it is."

Grad held the revolver in his hand, looking it over tentatively as he said, "Me…for real?"

"Yes you!" T said harshly, pointing towards the door harshly before reaching down for one of the assault rifles on the couch.

Grad looked around the room, hoping someone would speak up for him so that he wouldn't have to be the one to deal with it, only to see the other two looking at him expectantly, obviously wanting him to answer the door as well. Slowly skulking towards the door, Grad raised the revolver up at the ready as he put his hand of the door. Looking through the peephole, he couldn't see anyone on the other side causing him to sigh in exasperation. Giving a silent curse, he slowly unlatched the door lock before ever so carefully opening the door and peeking out through the crack to see who was on the other side.

Seeing who it was however, caused Grad to release a sigh of relief, opening the door wide open to reveal a man of Hispanic descent, the man having a shaved head with a dark brown hoodie on over his body, a wicked Mike Tyson-esc tattoo stamped right next to his left eye socket.

"Hector, you dipshit." T said in agitation, "Why didn't you fuckin' say it was you? We thought you were a pig or something.'"

"Sorry man, kinda just slipped my mind." Hector said, entering the room to see the guns on the couch, "Jesus that's a lot of heat." Walking over towards the guns he picked up and began to inspect a 20-gauge shotgun.

"Yeah bitch, Coppermouth just promoted up to dealin' arms. Just made a couple big sales a couple nights ago." The Mets fan said, the man taking notice to the fact that No Church in the Wild began to play, "Oh shit, turn that shit up man." Something that the wife beater was more than happy to comply to.

"Yeah." Hector said, holding the gun out in front of him as he inspected the gun's barrel, "Yeah I know." Bringing the gun up to himself, Hector then grabbed the bottom of the barrel. Then, without warning, he swung the 20-gauge into Grad's temple, cracking it open as he bashed the man's head in with all his might. Grad fell to the ground with a loud thump, the cocaine in his hands falling with him, bursting open sending the white powder flying everywhere.

"Da fuck you doin' nigg-" T was interrupted by the butt of the shotgun slamming into his mouth, sending back into the couch as he grabbed his mouth in pain, blood spilling out from between his fingers.

Hector then turned towards the other two, the wife beater pulling out his revolver as the Mets fan ran towards the Glock sitting on the window sill. Waiting till the very last second, Hector side stepped out of the way as the wife beater fired off a shot, allowing the bullet to zoom by as he threw the shotgun like a spear, slamming into the man's nose, sending him flying back into wall before sliding down to the floor unconscious. Vaulting over the couch, Hector then made his way towards the Mets fan, just as he got ahold of his Glock. As the man swung around, Hector grabbed the gun just as it reached around towards him. Suddenly, steam began to emit from the gun, the dark grey metal of the gun turning an angry bright red before it began to bend into Hector's grip, rendering the weapon completely useless. Hector didn't allow the man any time to retaliate, driving his fist right into the guy's forehead, sending him into the window behind him, cracking the window on the glass pane with the back of his head, effectively knocking him out cold, blood spilling from the back and front of his head.

"Ah..ah guck!" T mumbled out, blood still seeping out of his mouth as he sputtered out, "I fink you cracked my teef you-" The big man was interrupted by the fact that the radio that had been blasting music slammed into the side of his head, smashing the radio as it cracked his skull open with a loud crunch, silencing the room with the only sound being the TV that was still playing.

On the TV was WHiH World News, with the anchors Will Adams and Christine Everhart covering a story, "Today marks the 24th anniversary to the disappearance of Peter Quill. Most of you I'm sure remember the story that took over the late 80's of the boy from Springfield, Missouri who disappeared the very night of his mother's death due to complications with skin cancer. The boy's grandfather, Andrew Quill, lead a state wide search for the missing boy. The boy's story touched the nation's heart, with hundreds of thousands of people volunteering in what would later be called the Search of the Century. Even still the elder Quill holds an open line for any kind information pertaining to his grandson's location." Christine said, her voice a perfect mix of professionalism and empathy, showing her skills as a reporter.

The camera then focused on Will, with a picture of Kurama holding his massive Rasengan in his hand popping up in the top right corner, "In global news, videos have begun surface of what many believe to be the cause of the Sokovian based AIM Research Lab explosion, with amateur footage showing what appears to be a strange, massive creature being the cause, with many questioning the video's validity. The question I believe we need to ask, is if the video is real, just what this could mean for the world as a whole over the revelation that a creature like this may roam around our planet undeterred."

"Truly scary stuff." Christine said, shaking her head as the camera switched over to the both of them, "In more global news, the return of Captain America has been the main headline of the day. His triumphant, if mysterious return, occurred last night ironically in Stuttgart, Germany, when the Good Captain helped apprehend a mysterious attacker during a gala event in a Stuttgart museum. Captain Rodgers was assisted by Tony Stark in his Iron Man armor, the two of them taking the attacker to a currently unknown location."

Will nodded, "Welcome back Captain."

Hector shook his head, "Of course, of course someone had a camera. Why not?" The man was then enveloped by a puff of smoke. As the smoke dissipated, Naruto stepped out as he walked over to the television to turn it off, "And when did Fury start letting Rodgers stretch his legs? I figured they'd keep him cooped up there for another couple years."

"I'd apologize for stirring so much shit, but Goddammit if wasn't so much fun." Kurama said, chuckling at the end.

"Whatever Kurama, it's not like I wasn't gonna get shit for it eventually. I'm honestly surprised Nick hasn't brought it up yet."

"It is pretty odd, I figured Fury would have gotten on your ass months ago. I mean…we caused a shit ton of damage."

As Naruto was about to respond, he felt a sudden presence enter the room. It was a thick feeling, similar to Thor's but weaker, looser almost. While the massive blonde man's could be described as loud and flashy, this one was allusive, intelligent. Turning around, Naruto saw that he wasn't the only one conscious in the room anymore. The man was standing behind the couch looking around the room at his handy work, an impressed expression on his face. Said stranger was very handsome in appearance, with an angular, lean face that reminded him of an Uchiha, only much…much paler. His slicked back black hair reached down to the nape of his neck, giving him a sophisticated look. His clothes were rather lavish, a dark brown overcoat that went down to his upper thigh covered a sage green button up dress shirt. Wrapped loosely around his neck was a striped green and yellow scarf, the material making it look more expensive than all the clothes Naruto was wearing at the time. The most interesting thing about him however, was the staff resting in his left hand. The stranger seemed to be using it as a cane, though it looked like some kind of weird weapon, seeing as how the staff was made out of what looked like a fairly sturdy metal and the fact that there was a glowing blue gem at the top, the stone humming with barely restrained power.

Finally making eye contact with Naruto, the man spoke, "My my…what a fascinating creature you are." Gesturing around the room he continued, "Barton truly was telling the truth about just how gifted you are. To think that such power would lie in a brittle being such as yourself."

Naruto's eyes were narrowed at the man in front of him, consciously leaking out his chakra as he spoke, "I know for a fact that Clint doesn't have any friends outside of SHIELD, and you're not a member. Nobody there dresses like…that." As Naruto finished his sentence his eyes roamed up and down the man's attire with a look of mocking on his face, "So who the fuck are you?"

The man chuckled, "I believe the enchantress may have told you a little about me, I believe she may have tried to contact you after my little…excommunication. Did you kill her? I haven't heard a peep out of her since that day."

"Enchantress?" Naruto asked before realization struck, "You mean that Amora chick?" Seeing him nod he said, "No…no I didn't kill her. She asked me to take her in after Thor got sent back to his home world or realm or whatever. She told me you ordered her to take control of me, that true?"

"But of course." The man drawled, a cocky smile on his face, "That woman is so willing to please. So desperate for love…true love, that she'd do anything you ask of her if she thought she could get it. It's sad really."

Naruto was beginning to grow impatient with this man, flaring his chakra as he demanded, "Just who are you exactly?"

Spreading his arms out in a grand gesture, the man spoke, his voice thick with narcissism, "I am Loki, new ruler of this world. And I come with great tidings."

"And what would that be?"

Loki began to walk around the couch, making his way towards Naruto before stopping just a few feet away from him, "That you're going to work for me now." He said menacingly, his walking cane soon becoming enveloped in a flash of light before it transformed into a much longer spear like weapon. Raising his spear forward, Loki then made to gently place the tip of its blade in the center of Naruto's chest.

Only for Naruto to grab ahold of the spear's shaft just before it touched him, "I don't know what the fuck you think you doing." Naruto started out, "But I can tell you right now that it's not gonna fly."

"Oh really?" Loki challenged as he began to put some muscle into it, trying to force his spear to make contact with Naruto, only for Naruto's grip to stay true, not budging even in the slightest.

Naruto simply stood there, looking at the new ruler of Earth with a bored expression on his face, "Is that really all you got?" Feeling no change in Loki's attempt, Naruto decided to put an end to it, "All right, my turn."

Forcing the blade away from him, Naruto then grabbed the bottom of the spears shaft, before forcefully pushing Loki back, "You're almost as much of a brute as my brother." Loki said, the strain in his voice obvious, "Perhaps I've been going about this all wrong." Looking up, Loki made eye contact with Naruto a wicked smirk on his face as he said, "After all, why would I need to get control of your mind…when I have the very thing you've been searching for oh so desperately." Leaning forward, he then whispered in a brutally seductively tone, "The Tesseract."

If Loki expected anything, it wasn't getting slammed into the wall behind him, his body forming a dent in the foundation with a heavy crack, "What the fuck did you just say?!" Naruto yelled, spittle flying from his mouth.

Loki smirked, his voice a slight wheeze, "The Tesseract...the Cube…whatever you want to call it, is in my possession."

"How…how did you get it?!" Naruto demanded.

"From SHIELD of course."

"…what?"

Loki's smile grew, his crooked mouth giving him a malefic appearance, "I took the Tesseract from SHIELD, just a few days ago. According to Barton and Selvig, they'd been trying to figure out how it works for decades now. How strange that they wouldn't let you know about it."

"…decades?"

"How does that make you feel?" Loki asked, his staff glowing as he spoke, "Angry? Furious? Betrayed? How does it feel to know that the people you've been working with for years now have lied to you? Telling you that they only thing that could send you home is lost…when it's been in their hands for nearly fifty years. Or, about you flame, your woman…Agent Romanoff." Seeing Naruto's confused face, his smile only grew even more vile, "Oh, that's right…you didn't know. How could you?" Leaning closer, his lips nearly gracing Naruto's ear he softly whispered, "Her…affections…towards you…are only orders given to her by her superiors. The love you share…are orders. All to watch you…to make sure you stayed in line. To make sure you could be controlled."

"Kurama…you were right." Naruto thought. "You were fucking right."

"All this betrayal…all these lies. Please, allow me to be the first to give you some truth. This planet…these earthlings, are ants. They scurry along the ground, gathering what they can to survive, building their cities, gathering their food, but in the end, their lives matter little in the eyes of us. Those that have the power to squash these ants under our heel. And yet they question us, condemn us as monsters, as untrustworthy. And when they try and bite us out of a preemptive fear of extermination, who is to blame when we crush them for their insolence? Not you or I, that I assure you." Leaning back, he looked at the seemingly broken Naruto, "Join me Naruto, help me conquer these ants. Do this…and you can finally go home."

"Naruto…"

"I have already defeated this world's protectors, the metal man, the soldier, the monster. That just leaves…the last piece to the puzzle. I had planned on including you in their demise, but after all the juicy gossip Barton shared with me…and the fact that I've lost so many pieces already, I knew that I had to have you on my side…one way or another." Feeling Naruto's grip loosen, Loki jumped at the chance, pressing the tip of his scepter into Naruto's chest, allowing the power the staff held to enter the blonde man's body.

"…"

"And now you're mine." Loki said triumphantly, "Release me so that we can leave, I believe it's about time the invasion started. Selvig should have opened the portal up by now."

"…"

"Did you not hear me? Let go of me fool!" Loki demanded, growing impatient that his new slave wasn't obeying his order.

"Was that supposed to do something?" Naruto whispered.

Loki looked at Naruto in utter shock, the god about to try and cast him under his spell once again, only for his body to be forcefully ejected from the wall. The two of them didn't stop however, their forward momentum only increasing, with the only thing Loki could see being blurs and pain as Naruto continued to slam his through wall after wall. Finally, after what felt like a nonstop moment of being body slammed through wood and foundation, Loki found himself outside, the two of them flying outside the building heading towards the ground below them. He didn't have to wait for an impact long, the two of them slamming into the concrete, sending a cloud of debris and smoke bursting into the air. If he thought he'd get a reprieve he was mistaken, as Naruto's fist began to bounce off Loki's face.

"YOU THINK. YOU. CAN. FUCK. WITH ME?! Naruto screamed, his words punctuated by his fist slamming downwards into the man's face, the force of his head smacking into the ground causing the concrete to crack and splinter, "You think…by telling me all that shit, that I'd work for an asshole bastard like you?! Huh?! I know you weren't lying…I could feel it." A tear began to form at the corner of his eye, slowly cascading down cheek as he continued to speak, "But even then…even then, I would never do the shit you're talking about. I would kill myself before I became the very monsters I nearly died fighting against." His fist was about to come down once again, only this time it was being pumped with chakra, his full intent being to end this miserable man's life then and there.

THUM

His body seemed to freeze at the sound that boomed across the city, his head instinctively looking up at the source. He was shocked to see what looked like a portal in the middle of the sky, with a beam of energy seeming to feed it coming from Stark Tower. After several moments of nothing else happening, a wave of creatures began to fly out of the portal, descending down to the city below, opening fire at the buildings as they reached them, igniting the city in a hail of laser fire.

Looking down at Loki, Naruto saw that the man was sporting a bloody grin, "It has begun."

Rage filled Naruto as he looked down at the insufferable man before him, "Stop it! Stop it NOW!" He demanded.

"Now that it has begun, there is no stopping it." As Naruto was about to decapitate the man with his fist, a wave of laser beams washed over the area, blasting the cars around them, the resulting explosions causing panic and havoc as people began to scramble in fear, cars trying to swerve around each other only to be blasted to bits by the strange creatures and their chariot like flying machines. Looking back up at the portal where hundreds of aliens were still spilling out of, Naruto could see what looked to be Tony in one of his armors flying up towards the portal taking out as many of them as he could, the resulting flow of explosions reminding Naruto of a fireworks show.

Forced to jump out of the way, Naruto scoffed as he saw Loki jump on board of the hover crafts, the god zooming away from him towards Stark Tower. Naruto was about to give pursuit when several more blasts of energy came hurtling towards him, forcing him to evade once again. Looking above him, Naruto saw a pair of aliens rushing towards him on their chariots. Anger still in his mind, Naruto had little patience for the soon to be dead creatures. Reaching out, Naruto took ahold of their chariots with the use of his Metal Release before slamming the two aliens into each other. Now on a role, Naruto began to do this with any alien that came his way, taking control of their hover crafts before sending them into each other.

An explosion in the corner of his eye catching his attention, Naruto looked back over towards Stark Tower…well, more like Sta Tower, seeing as how the R and the K had been blasted off. Bright flashes of light could be seen on top of the building, with Naruto assuming it being Loki doing the fighting. He then noticed that what appeared to be a Quinjet hovering near the source of the flashing lights, the jet opening fire on whoever was standing on top of it. The effort was for not, as the jet was quickly shot down causing the plane to spiral down to the ground below.

Naruto was about to activate his Six Paths Sage Mode when a ground shaking roar split across the city, shaking Naruto's very bones as he looked back up at the portal. Out of the portal slinked out a strange worm like creature the size of your average battle toad, the likes of which could only be matched by Gamabunta or Gamakichi. The worm seemed to be wearing some kind of golden armor, with the mouth of the creature resembling a whale only with very, very sharp teeth.

"You gotta be kidding me."