Sasuke, Naruto, and Karin clearly had no intention of silencing witnesses. Whatever else they were, they weren't killers. They weren't the kind of ninjas who could ruthlessly take a life just to protect a secret.
But that was never Su Xiuyu or Uchiha Shisui's goal anyway. No one expected the trio to become cold-blooded assassins. As long as there was someone powerful enough to back them up, their lack of heartless efficiency didn't matter.
And fortunately, Su Xiuyu already had that power.
"I thought you guys were about to kill me," Sam said, exhaling sharply, only now realizing it was a false alarm.
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "When did we say that?"
"You said it was a secret," Sam muttered, scratching his head awkwardly. "I just figured, you know… better safe than sorry."
Their conversation, of course, had already reached Nick Fury's ears.
From his seat in the shadows, Nick couldn't help but feel a strange sense of accomplishment. It's been years… finally, a breakthrough. Still, something didn't add up. "Not from this world? An alien?"
He paused, processing the implications. The answer lingered at the edge of understanding—and then clicked.
They're not even from this universe.
Nick was right.
These so-called "ninjas" weren't visitors from another planet or even a parallel Earth within the multiverse. They were from an entirely different universe—one that operated by its own rules.
In that moment, Nick silently credited Sam for making first contact. The moment Sam confirmed the outsiders were from another world entirely, everything began to fall into place: their missing background info, the total absence of similar individuals, and their bizarre, superhuman abilities.
What remained murky was the nature of these abilities. Even with just three of them—Naruto, Sasuke, and Karin—it was clear how absurdly dangerous the ninja world could be.
Of course, Nick's understanding was still incomplete. Not every person in the ninja world was a ninja. In fact, the gap between different ninjas was even greater than the difference between an average person and a house pet.
Did he think all ninja kids were like those three?
He wished.
But with so little intel, Nick couldn't draw a complete picture. What was clear was that they hadn't arrived on a spaceship. They hadn't walked through any portal S.H.I.E.L.D. could trace. They'd simply… appeared.
And despite the circumstances, their relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D. remained oddly cordial.
Naruto, being the open book that he was, had already let a lot slip. Karin didn't stop him—she figured even if Naruto broke his leg, it could be healed when they got back. So why bother?
Sam had unknowingly hit the jackpot. He walked away with a treasure trove of intel, all from talking to a cheerful blond kid who treated reality like a ramen shop conversation.
That evening, Sam was granted a private audience with One-Eyed Nick to report everything he'd gathered.
"They come from a world of ninjas. Not everyone there is a ninja, thankfully," he began.
In Fury's office, a war council had assembled. Coulson, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, and Sam were seated, waiting for the debriefing to begin.
"You've all seen what they're capable of," Nick said, arms crossed. "Let's talk biology. Based on intel, their physical bodies contain roughly 130 trillion cells—about three times more than the average human."
Coulson blinked. "That's… absurd."
"It's more than a power advantage," Nick continued. "It's a species advantage. Their bodies are fundamentally different. From birth."
He nodded at Steve.
"That means this kid," he said, referring to Naruto, "was basically born on the same playing field as our super-soldier."
All eyes turned to Steve.
Steve raised both hands. "Hey, don't look at me. I couldn't even beat that kid in a fair fight."
He wasn't joking. It was embarrassing—but it was also true. Without his shield, Steve had been no match for Naruto or Sasuke.
Only with the shield could he live up to the name Captain America.
Nick turned the conversation back to the wider context.
"The current intelligence suggests there are five major ninja nations," he said. "Fire, Earth, Lightning, Water, and Wind. Each of them houses a major ninja village: Hidden Leaf, Hidden Rock, Hidden Cloud, Hidden Mist, and Hidden Sand."
"Sounds a lot like our UN Permanent Members," Natasha remarked.
"Yeah," Nick agreed. "There are smaller nations too, but from what we've gathered, their strength is negligible compared to the Big Five."
"And the strongest of them all?" Nick asked, raising a brow. "Konoha—the Hidden Leaf Village, located in the Land of Fire. All three kids came from there."
He brought up a hologram of the village's symbol: a leaf enclosed in a spiral.
"Two of them," he continued, "are children of the current Hokage—the village's leader."
"And Konoha is also home to the two most powerful clans: the Uchiha and the Uzumaki."
Clint raised a hand. "Wait. If they've got the strongest clans and the strongest kids… why haven't they taken over the world?"
That question hung in the air.
"Good question," Nick admitted. "Konoha produced three so-called 'Ninja Gods'—Hashirama Senju, Uchiha Madara, and Uchiha Xiuyu. Any one of them could level a country."
"So?" Barton pushed. "Why not unify everything under one flag?"
Nick sighed. "According to their history… the First Hokage, Hashirama, loved peace. He refused to use force."
"That's it?" Barton asked, incredulous.
"Yeah. That's it."
Sam chimed in, "Weren't there two more 'gods'? What about Su Xiuyu and Madara?"
Nick nodded. "Madara is said to be around 90 years old. Su Xiuyu, his younger brother, is supposedly 80."
"That can't be right," Coulson said, frowning. "You've met Su Xiuyu. He looks like he's 20."
"We've considered that," Nick replied. "But take Thor—he's over 2,000 years old. For all we know, the same applies here."
Coulson wasn't convinced. "But aren't ninjas… mortal?"
"As far as we know, yes," Nick admitted. "So we'll flag that as a question mark for now."
He tapped a button on his remote.
"Now, you're about to see something classified as Level 10. Effective immediately, you're cleared to view it."
A holographic projection came to life.
The office fell silent as they watched Su Xiuyu stand on the ocean—yes, on the ocean—and summon a meteorite from the sky.
"Each of those meteorites," Nick narrated, "is about 12 kilometers in diameter. When one lands, it creates a crater over 200 kilometers wide. Just one of those things is enough to obliterate a continent."
A second meteorite appeared in the projection. Then a third.
"No launch sequence. No fatigue. No build-up. He summoned those like he was ordering takeout."
Everyone was frozen, staring at the screen.
"This…" Steve finally whispered, "…this is god-level."
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The most conflicted person in the room was undoubtedly Captain America, Steve Rogers. Ever since he'd been thawed from the Arctic ice, Steve's ideals had been challenged at every turn. And today? He found himself sitting in a meeting where someone had just told him that Star Wars was about to become real life.
Hawkeye cleared his throat. "Do we have any way to contain this guy? Or maybe some kind of defense? It's just... y'know." His hesitation mirrored what everyone else in the room was thinking but too afraid to say.
Most of them didn't believe in any god—at least not the kind with glowing eyes and a Rinnegan—but that didn't mean they welcomed proof that such beings could exist and walk among them.
"There's no clear solution for now," Nick Fury said, his voice low. In his mind, he was already thinking of Captain Marvel—but the unfortunate truth was that Carol's relationship with Su Xiuyu might be… a little too friendly.
The only thing they could be sure of was this: Carol Danvers, Captain Marvel, stood firmly on the side of humanity.
"Even the nuclear option, humanity's so-called last resort, would likely be ineffective," Nick continued. "There's more to Su Xiuyu than what was shown in the footage."
He paused, sweeping his gaze around the room.
"Su Xiuyu—better known in ninja circles as Uchiha Xiuyu, the God of Ninja—can survive in space. I mean that literally. No suit, no tech. He flies. You've seen it for yourselves."
Nick glanced at the monitor, replaying the grainy footage of Su Xiuyu floating effortlessly above the upper atmosphere, his cloak billowing in zero gravity.
"And that's just the start. When he activates certain powers, his appearance changes—white hair, horn-like protrusions, a black staff that materializes out of nowhere, and nine black orbs that float behind him. None of us know what they do. Frankly, I don't want to find out."
Everyone in the room tensed.
"In the end," Steve suddenly interjected, "you're all treating him like an enemy. But correct me if I'm wrong—he hasn't harmed anyone. No innocent lives taken. No cities destroyed. Isn't that worth considering?"
Silence followed. Steve's words hit like a shield to the chest.
He was right.
But Fury wasn't budging.
"I'm not accusing him of anything. I just believe in being prepared. That's not paranoia—it's survival," Fury replied, his tone hardened by years of betrayal and loss. "You get older, you trust less."
"When I was younger," Fury added, "I really did consider Xiuyu a friend. Maybe we still are. But trust doesn't come easy anymore."
Natasha nodded slightly. She understood. The world had changed.
"We're not targeting him," she said, echoing Steve's point. "This is just a conversation. After all, it's not like this is Earth's first encounter with alien life."
Coulson raised an eyebrow. "So… the Kree incident's public now?"
Nick shrugged. "Might as well be. We've all been exposed to too much to keep pretending otherwise."
Coulson began recounting the details of the Kree invasion. Naturally, he skipped over the part where Fury had royally dropped the ball. Coulson was too savvy to throw his boss under the bus. That's how you became the director's right hand.
Hearing the Kree story laid out like that made things click for the others. Earth had already been visited. Maybe it was arrogant to think humanity was alone in the universe.
"Carol defeated the entire Kree fleet by herself," Coulson added with a faint smile. "If she hadn't shown up, Earth would've been toast. At that time, we had no way to fight back."
"And even now," he added grimly, "if we were invaded again? Realistically, only the U.S., Russia, and China can even get something into orbit."
"Tony Stark probably has tech that could help too," someone offered.
"Who's Tony?" Steve asked, eyebrows raised.
Coulson smiled. "The son of your old friend Howard. Genius inventor. A bit… flamboyant."
"IQ runs in the family?" Steve asked.
"Possibly. So does the playboy thing," Coulson added, earning a chuckle from the room. Even Natasha smirked.
"Tony and Howard may have been playboys, but they both found someone who pulled them back," she said. "Eventually."
"Can we trust Carol?" Steve asked, the most out of the loop among them.
"She's from Earth. Grew up here. Protected it once, she'll do it again," Fury answered firmly.
"Can she take Su Xiuyu in a fight?" Barton asked.
Fury's expression darkened. "No idea. But they're close. Probably too close."
A heavy pause followed. So much for counting on Carol as a counterweight.
"Alright," Fury said, clapping his hands. "Don't get discouraged. I didn't bring this up to spread panic. I want us to start thinking long-term. We need a task force—something that can respond to alien threats or out-of-control phenomena."
Steve blinked. "You mean like… a team?"
"Exactly. A combat-ready group. A deterrent."
"I've only just thawed out, Nick. I don't know if I'm ready to join anything yet."
"It's just an idea—for now. But I'm considering Stark, Thor, and Banner."
That raised immediate red flags.
"Banner?" Coulson asked. "With all due respect, Director, isn't that... kind of insane? If he loses control—"
"Relax, I'll explain the situation to the Captain later," Fury said.
He turned to the group, voice dropping to a grimmer tone. "We don't always get to choose the pieces we play with. Sometimes, the only move left is the risky one."
Privately, Nick Fury had already accelerated S.H.I.E.L.D.'s research into the Tesseract. Trusting others—whether alien or enhanced—was a luxury he could no longer afford.
If humanity wanted a future, they'd have to carve it out with their own hands.
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