Special Agent Naruto Uzumaki
He brushed back the bangs of his sun-kissed hair as he stared at the man he shot and effectively killed. The man wore a full on bodysuit, all black, and had blonde hair like his, only longer, and tied into a high ponytail. The mask appeared to be glued to the face. The only identifiable feature on the mask was it looked like some sort of wild cat with a red dot on the center of the forehead of the mask. He sighed mostly to himself. He recognized the mask craft. From his dead past... he cursed in his mind; just how the hell did they find him?
"Gibbs is gonna kill me," Naruto muttered, as he wrapped the knife wound with bandages on his right arm. He finds his cell phone where he last put it at, and dials 911 to report the break-in and murder. He then dials another number after the hang-up.
"Hello, Jethro? ... Someone broke into my home and tried to kill me... yeah I'm fine. But the guy I had to kill or else I would have been killed. Yeah... can you do that please? Thanks." He hangs up, and collapses back into the couch, staring at the dead man. Naruto questioned how long until his friends and co-workers get targeted by Konoha's ninja, and how long he'll be able to keep his dark past a secret...