Ten Tailed Puppet Master (from fanfic.net)

Chapter 6

After the incident of the bandit camp, Naruto's name spread amongst the minor villages, such as Kusa, Taki, and Ame, and soon it reached the main villages, and the shit hit the fan.

The villages glared at him with an increased intensity, seeing him not just as the Kyuubi brat, seeing as no one knew his secret, but also as the child who devastated a bandit camp, amongst others throughout the months until the shinobi Academy began, with just his puppets, as well as showcasing multiple versions of the technique of the Yondaime, all of which included elements, something the Yondaime never accomplished, due to... circumstances. So far within the four months from the first siege to the fall, Naruto had created a Fire, Scorch, Steel, Wood, and Earth Release Rasengans, all disturbingly devastating. Along with the numerous elemental rasengans, Naruto had also created a bevy of new puppets, and due to an event he somewhat foresaw beforehand, he had a slew of human puppets now, giving the skulls of Demongo a purpose.

(Flashback)

A day after Naruto had wiped out the bandit camp, Naruto awoke to his house being broken into... by fireballs and palm thrusts of chakra almost liquefying his brain. He jumped off his bed and busted through his window, appearing in the middle of the road in his forest green boxers with orange swirls on them. Blushing slightly at having to fight almost naked, he unsealed a black cloak and threw it on, hiding his body from view, and prepared himself to fight. He looked around himself, finding he was surrounded, by Uchiha's and Hyuuga's. At least five of the former and ten of the latter. He cursed them for waking him up; he was training in three tails of youkai with Juubi-chan!

"Today is the day you die here, demon!" An Uchiha yelled, stepping forward threateningly.

Naruto sighed. "Couldn't you assholes pick a better time to do this? I was sleeping!" He complained, only to be met with intense glares and some doujutsu activating. He sighed again, brandishing chakra strings. "I see we gotta do this the hard way." He said, unsealing his bijuu puppets. Some of the Jounin stepped back, seeing the demon made dolls of his damnable brethren.

The ringleader of the group snapped his fingers and a veritable legion of both clans appeared as backup, making Naruto second-guess himself, but he steeled his resolve under the Juubi's cheers inside his head. Jumping into action, he connected his knee with the chin of the nearest Uchiha faster than he could react, a puppet-bull's head poofing into existence, impaling the man's head.

During his training, Juubi had helped him create the second component of Predaking, Tantrum, the Bull, and already incorporated him into his taijutsu.

As Tantrum's head poofed out of existence, dislodging the mans gored head, Shukaku, Matatabi, and Isobu were already in the middle of their own fights.

Shukaku was swiping its massive arms around, both goring men on its claws and sand torrents trailing behind it in attacks combo's, as it twirled around, slamming its tail into a couple of people, and thrusting its claws forward, sand-made copies of the Ichibi thrusting forward, slamming a pair of men into the building behind them. It opened its maw and slammed itself on the large stomach, launching a Renkudan at a small group of Uchiha's and Hyuuga's, blasting them away. With precise chakra control, the Shukaku conjured a Rasengan of its own, thanks to Naruto, of course,and channeled its Sand Release chakra into it, the sphere turning the same light-brown as the sand, as particles spun around the orb. It launched forward faster than they expected, Naruto's voice echoing from a speaker on its throat. "Suton: Rasengan Sunaarashi!" (Sand Release: Spiralling Sphere Sandstorm) With a thrust, the orb impacted with the targets stomach, grinding into his abdomen as sand exploded from the orb, taking the form of a storm of Shukaku's hulking limbs wrapping around them in a large orb, as his form was soon cast in darkness, then it imploded on itself, crushing the man within into nothingness.