Ten Tailed Puppet Master (from fanfic.net)

Chapter 4

After Naruto had remade the schematics for what he called a 'pistol,' he decided to make a puppet that uses it to the greatest effect, as well as integrate it to his person, only to find he didn't need to. With some explaining thanks to the Juubi, Naruto discovered the wonders of his Asura path from his Rinnegan. It pretty much made him into, what he called, a 'super badass puppet from the future.' In laymen terms, it momentarily made him a machine, so he didn't have a need to outfit himself with a hidden pistol; he might have even thrown in some blades and poison darts.

(In another dimension)

Ezio Auditore da Firenze sneezed lightly as he prowled closer to Uberto Alberti. Shrugging it off, he jumped from his perch, hidden blades finding themselves in his targets neck.

(Back with Naruto)

When he first tried out his Asura path techniques, he felt fucking weird. Just the feeling of part of his body turning metal then doing some weird stuff like pulling his arm on a cord and shooting out a bunch of missiles, or his head opening up and shooting a chakra beam, felt so strange. It's like he lost feeling in those parts of his body and when he did stuff with them, it felt like he lost a limb. Shrugging that off, Naruto began construction on his puppet he'd name 'Sharpshooter,' only for him to have an uninvited guest.

"You will die here, demon!" An unfamiliar voice said.

Naruto sighed; it would seem some-from the chakra he could sense-shinobi got it in his head to try and kill the 'Kyuubi brat.' Not only was this narrow-minded, it was wrong. He held the Juubi, dammit! Get it right! Anyway, turning around to face this newcomer, Naruto was shocked to find a member of the Nara clan scowling at him. He was confused; weren't the Nara understanding of his condition, and if they weren't, weren't they just too damn lazy to give a fuck? So what was this guys story? "Who're you? I can tell you're a Nara, but your hatred of me and just coming here to do something about it throws me off." Naruto voiced his confusion.

The Nara man's scowl deepened. "I'm half Nara; my mother was a Fuuma, a Fuuma you killed eight years ago!" The pineapple-haired man snarled.

"A Fuuma? Interesting; an odd clan that specialized in those over-sized shuriken. Combining that with the Shadow style of the Nara and you get...?" Naruto mused aloud, leaving the sentence hanging as he couldn't think of anything.

But the Nara-Fuuma man heard him. "You get this!" Unsealing a Fuuma shuriken and strapping it to his back and bringing his hands together in the Rat seal his clan was known for in using their Kagemane, instead of his shadow creeping along the ground to reach Naruto, his shadow traveled up his own body, turning his form black as night, even his Fuuma shuriken, as chakra blades formed on his forearms and the points of his giant shuriken.

Naruto raised an eyebrow at this. "How odd. Becoming a true shinobi; one with the shadows. And seeing a Nara with an elemental affinity other than the shadows if quite odd. I see your Fuuma blood is stronger than your Nara; you don't seem nearly as lazy as other's I've met, and again I point out the Fuuton affinity, not even mentioning such an affinity is odd in Hi no Kuni." He voiced his surprise. Seeing the dark man prepare to strike, Naruto settled in his Fox Claw stance, feeling the KI rolling off the man intensify; perhaps he see's this stance as further proof Naruto was the Kyuubi? Regardless, he shall die, and make a worthy addition to Naruto's collection.

Both shinobi sprang forth, meeting in the middle, engaging in taijutsu, or in the case of the Nara man, nin-taijutsu. Naruto made sure to steer clear of the chakra blades, knowing they would cut clean through him, and fought back with his own form of puppetry-taijutsu, using palms thrusts and shoulders charges to hit the man with talons and the hard head of Divebomb. Finally deciding to end it, Naruto took to the sky, staying afloat with Divebombs wings, as he formed a Rasengan in his hand, deciding against using an element or sub-element, as he wanted the body intact; god, he was dark. Taking advantage of the man's shock at seeing the technique of the Yondaime, Naruto struck, driving the technique into his stomach, using enough power that the force of being shot into a tree snapped his neck from the whiplash and he suffered internal bleeding from the actual technique. Checking his pulse after the shadows over his body disappeared, Naruto was happy to find the man was dead, but 98% intact. The 2% was merely the organs he lost; for every human puppet he'll make, he makes sure he keeps to organs, in case someone he cares about might need a donor, or maybe he could sell them to the hospital when they're short. Anyway, Naruto retrieved the body, Fuuma shuriken included, and sealed it in a scroll, along with what he started on Sharpshooter, and went home, intent on beginning on his next human puppet immediately. This was going to get messy.