Hey guys! I'm here with a new story. This one is one of the "rarer" crossovers.

It's a Naruto/Fire Emblem 4 Seisen no Keifu! Now, I know there are several ones however this one will be VERY different.

Any woops, I don't own Naruto or Fire Emblem they both belong to their original owners…Even though Kishimoto is really SCREWING everything.

Prologue:

The Future

In the forested kingdom of Verdane the sound of metal grinding against metal can heard coming from a small clearing.

In the dim light of the moon two figures can be seen standing several feet away from each other.

The first one made for an imposing figure. His appearance consisted of bloodlike crimson armor, the edges of the gauntlets each had one sharp yellow dragon-like fangs coming out of them and the foot plates had two of them on the upper part of the knees and two on heels. The breastplate had several smaller silver plates under it and gold markings on it. In between the shoulders were two wing-like armor pieces. The helmet was forged in the likeness of a dragons head and both the lower jaw and the upper one were hiding his face and eyes. In his left hand was an axe.

A GIANT black axe to be more precise. It was as long as the man was tall. The pommel of the axe was silver with a small piece of onyx in the middle of it. The handle was made out of tough black leather and the long black shaft stood out with a marking of a golden dragon engraved along its length. On the top of the shaft stood a sharp gray tip; with two huge identical blades around it. The blades were colored black with two crimson dragon heads facing each other with their jaws open wide. And finally the sharp grey edges glistened under the moonlight.

The second figure stood there panting with a couple of blood trials falling down his face.

His blue hair blew softly in the cold night wind and his equally blue eyes shined with disbelief and slight fear. In his right hand was a beautiful silver sword. To his right side there laid a dead white stallion with a giant gash on its stomach.

"What…" the blue haired man gulped down the saliva that was forming in his throat. "What…what are you?!" he shouted at his opponent that was currently resting his arm on the pommel of the axe which was embedded into the ground his crimson cape blowing slowly in the wind.

The crimson knight continued looking at him in silence that greatly annoyed and terrified the blue haired knight.

"Sigurd/Lord Sigurd/Lord Brother!" came several voices from the west direction of the clearing. Turning their heads the now named Sigurd and the crimson knight saw several figures riding towards them. Taking in their appearances Sigurd's eyes widened and he felt several emotions at that time, but the ones that stood out were relief and fear. Relief to see his companions alive and well, and fear in what he thinks would happen to them if they would have to face this monster.

"Stay back!" he yelled and all of them immediately froze in their tracks at his sudden order.

"W-what?" stuttered a young woman with pink hair as her eyes widened along with several others one.

"What do you mean Sigurd!?" this time the question came from a man around Sigurd's age with dark brown hair with similar dark brown eyes.

"He means if any of you interfere with this battle…I won't hesitate to strike you down." The knight said drawing everyone's attention towards him, while Sigurd, the pink haired girl and the dark brown haired man swore they heard somewhere.

"That…that axe…" a small whisper filled with adoration and fear came from a young man with blue hair in a small ponytail as he gazed at the figure and more importantly his axe.

"L-lex..?" whispered a younger man near him with red hair as he stared at him with a worried expression.

"I-it can't be him…" Lex continued without pause as he either didn't hear his friend or just plainly ignored him.

"Spill it out already!" growled a beautiful woman with long black hair as she started to get annoyed with the Axe Knights mutters.

"I-it's the Skofnung...the axe of the Crimson Death…" finished Lex as the last word was uttered in a feared whisper that the wind carried over to everyone.

The Crimson Death was the name of a famous mercenary. The things that made him famous were numerous. However, the ones that separated him were that despite the confirmed fact that he was a Dragon Master he unlike most uses an axe instead of a spear. He earned his name in a single battle where he fought and killed an army by his own.

Despite of the lack of evidence that he holds no loyalty to Tharcia or of him even being born there, the people of the kingdom call him the reincarnation of Dain himself.

Everyone's eyes widened in fear…well almost everyone's. Sigurd's, the brown haired man's and the pink haired girl's eyes widened in recognition upon hearing the name of the axe.

"It can't be…" muttered Sigurd as his eyes were once more glued to the knight's form.

"Quan…could it be…?" whispered the pink haired girl as a small flicker of hope appeared in her eyes.

"It must be him…Who else could wield that axe besides him Ethlyn…?" replied Quan to Ethlyn as he released a nervous and bitter chuckle.

"Hmhmhmh…Hahahah…HAHAHAHAHAHA!" the chuckle that escaped his lips quickly became a laugh as he threw his head backwards and laughed into the sky.

His left hand slowly began reaching upwards towards his face, until it stopped right on top of his helmet. A small click was heard as the claps that were holding the helmet were undone. Pulling it from his head it revealed his face to the stunned crowd.

The gasps from Sigurd, Quan and Ethlyn were loudly heard in the silence of the night.

Ethlyns small hands slapped over her mouth as tears began forming up in her eyes along with sobs escaping her throat. Quan's knees buckled and before long he fell to his knees, the lance dropping from his nerveless fingers as tears began forming in his eyes as well.

Sigurd was barely able to stand as he gazed upon the face of his opponent. His right hand extended towards the crimson knight slowly and wobbly as he was uncertain this was truly reality. Tears were freely dropping down his face.

"Long time no see…my friends." the knight softly said.

With his face now visible the crowd could see his red hair, violet eyes and angular face that was framed with two long bangs reaching all the way to his neck.

"N-Naruto?!"

Here you go guys! I hope it was good for you. Now there are several facts I want to say. First, Naruto was not teleported, time traveled or dimension traveled here. He was born in Jugdral and where will be said in the next chapter. His appearance is based on having his mother's hair and eyes while having his fathers face.

The pictures for his armor and axe are on my profile.