This choice: On Karins lap | Go Back Chapter 4: Greetings program. Welcome to The Grid (ID #1171430) an addition by: Dylan M ![View foxboy's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Naruto groaned He opened his blue eyes and was met with bright red invading his vision before the silhouette of a hand reached down and stroked him as though he were a pet.
"Wakie-wakie, my little fox!"
It was Karin, and Naruto was resting in her lap with her legs crossed.
She was dressed in a weird, skintight black bodysuit that had form-fitting armor plates attached to Karin's legs, torso, and arms. the armor clung to her as if magnetized and glowed with lines of rippling red plasma energy in circuit board pattern.
Naruto looked at himself, He was still shrunk to the size of only one-inch-tall, but now he was he was wearing a weird, skintight black bodysuit that had form-fitting armor plates attached to his legs, torso, and arms the way Karin did. But his circuitry was yellow, with more of a "cracked" and jagged design to his circuits than traditional program circuitry.
"Hmm...Viral-varent of a system monitor program. Not bad. Especally due to being an Tron-&-Anon combat level type." Karin mused, pushing her glasses up on her nose as she looked Naruto over.
Viral-varent system monitor program? Naruto looked confused "Huh?"
Karin giggled at the shrunken blond's confused expression and raised a finger of her free hand (the other one still petting him), which glowed and she tapped him on the head. Information instantly downloaded directly into his brain and Naruto felt his head was going to explode.
"So...chakra DOSEN'T EXIST HERE?" Naruto asked once the data flow had stopped. Naruto's very touch was dangerous. He could corrupt any program through simple physical contact, turning them into monsters under his control. He could also corrupt the environment around him through his very footsteps...he'd have to learn how to control that, but it was obvious that Karin was immune to his viral-powers.
Karin nodded "Yep. Ended up here when I was testing a jutsu involving combinding neuro-electric energy and teleportation. Don't ask me how it happened. I intended to shrink Sasuke then bring him here. That size you're at now added onto how he would have been cut off from his oh-so-precious Sharingan since he relies on chakra for nearly everything, I'd pay him back for the Kage Summit. Stomp him as if he were a Cockroach."
Naruto nodded "Lightning blades suck...I took two, one normal and the other curse-empowered, when he first defected."
Karin whistled. "Ouch."
"You said you were going to hand me over to the Akatsuki." Naruto accused, remembering suddenly.
Karin shook her head "I said 'akatsuke will love the to have the kyuubi' NOT that I was forking you over to them."
Naruto nodded "So then...what're you going to do to me, Karin?" he asked.
Her eyes gleemed as she licked her lips. "I was hopeing you'd ask that. I could take you to the game grid to get use to how the programs here fight and the various weapons and vehicles they use here on the Grid...or I could take you off-grid to the outlands, that's just free space there so you could train in how to control your Virus abilities..." Karin paused, looking thoughtful.
"Or..." she said in a soft, coy voice "I could take you to my place to have some fun."
Naruto went red in the face at the last one.
"Tell you what, little fox. I'll let you pick your first expirance as a digitized human being here on the Grid. We've got eight full hours before we've gotta go back to the real world."
Naruto nodded and picked to head to... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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