Alright! Here is my first official Fanfic. I am taking a POV approach in this prolouge. Naruto is basically talking to himself, or maybe writing a dairy. This is a Naruto + Legacy of Kain crossover. Naruto will be a vampire, and through the Reaver he will become a wraith. I know that there have been a few like this, Naruto finds sword and becomes Vampire/Wraith. I am going to have him find Kain, but Kain will not go past the prolouge. Kain will give his power to Naruto, and Raziel will give him power after Kain passes. The curse of Immortallity will not take full effect. Kurama will stop it at a certain point. Naruto will be able to procreate.

I do not own Naruto or Legacy of Kain. Those rights belong to Masashi Kishimoto, and Crystal Dynamics, respectively. I do however own copies of the Games and Manga... And this computer...

Prolouge: POV

To know the future, to see it's paths and turns. To know exactly when an event or cataclysm will happen. To see when civilizations will rise, and fall. As a man, I was never able to percieve such forbidden truths. As a man I was hated, I was alone. After my inaugeration into Genin Cell 7 of Konohagakure, I had hoped that such a state would leave me, that I would no longer be alone. But my time on said team was the same as before. Hatake Kakashi, our Jounin Sensei, was neglectful. He would train us only in teamwork building exercises. He would always give private training to Uchiha Sasuke... I almost died because of that bastard. My other teamate... Haruno Sakura... A Beautiful Girl, nay... A woman. With hair so radiantly pink, just as she is named, a cherry blossom. A woman that I adore. One that I would do anything for. People would mistake my feelings for a crush, but I have been drawn to her since the day I met her... She would always cheer for the Uchiha. I made a promise that I would bring him back, after he ran.

That Promise almost killed me, I still have the scar to prove it. 'Twould be simple to just read the mission reports, so I shall not speak of it further.

Many in the village wanted me banished, or executed, for failing to retrieve him. Jiryia decided to take me on a training expedition for two and a half years. The stupid sage only really taught me how to use Kurama's Chakra. Not much else.

Almost a month before we returned, just barely past my sixteenth year of exsitence... While the pervert was off lolygagging. I stumbled across an old crypt. Feeling like I could gain some sort of peace, I entered. For near an hour I traversed the old hallways. Finding stone likenings of inhabitants that were more than likely forgotten. Most of the statues were beyond disrepair, faces were no longer present on them. Though at the end of my little journey, I found a single tomb.

The coffin lay at the end of the room, just below a painting that surprisingly was in near perfect condition. The written language was beyond my comprehension as it were very old. Characters and letters that I could not read. The dialect was perhaps even older than the fabeled Rikudo Sennin. However, something spoke to me, a single name in my mind... "Kain..." I whispered the name. It was then that the lid of the coffin moved, and he appeared before me. Like a phantom in the night. He gazed upon me, like a judge would.

For more than a few minutes all was quiet. I felt as if an eternity had passed. His visage almost demonic, and yet it was holy at the same time. I felt as if Kami was gazing at me through his eyes. I didn't realize it, but I had fallen to my knees. My eyes were wide, and mouth agape. He then spoke after awhile. "To see one as young as you inside of my crypt... Tell me young one, why have you come here?" His words were not in my language, and yet I found myself able to understand, and speak it. I could then also read. "I... I am only trying to find a semblance of peace in my heart... Sir." I spoke as though I had not drank anything for days. My voice was dry and raspy. He gazed into my eyes, as though he could see my very soul. "Most curious..." He spoke after a time. I could no longer tell how long I was there. This being subconciously demanded my attention, so time held no meaning for me then.

"You have a noble soul young man. Might I inquire your name?" His gaze softened as he asked. For a moment it was near impossible to speak. "I'm... My name is Uzumaki Naruto. Sir." His golden slitted eyes narrowed for a moment before speaking again. "I sense that although you speak truth, you do not have knowledge of your heritage... It matters not. For you will learn eventually." He then sighed, and I knew just how old he was. Not by years, or maturity, for that was apparant. His gaze and visage became tired. "I think that you are the one young Naruto. You can carry my Legacy, and succeed were I have failed." He then smiled, a tired yet true smile.

He told me his story, of the world long ago. Of the wars, and genecides. Of Magic and The Pillars. He told me his tale, I was enraptured frrom the start. At the end he said to me, "I would like to make you my heir, Naruto. To change you into something that surpasses mortality, to give you this gift that I feel you so rightly deserve. Your soul is bright, much like Raziel's was. But you know how cruel life can be. Will you accept my gift, the powers of the night? Will you promise to keep the world in balance? To do what I have failed?" I already knew what my ansewer would be. I did however, need to ask him. "Why would you do this? Why have you done such things in the past, only to give up in the end?" He laughed. Whether at my words, or something else, I could not say. Then he said, "Vae Victis. Woe to the conquered." He chuckled. "Given the choice - whether to rule a corrupt and failing empire, or to challenge the Fates for another throw, a better throw against one's destiny - what was a king to do?" He then sighed again. "But does one ever truly have a choice? One can only match, move by move, the machinations of fate, and thus defy the tyrannous stars." He then offered his hand. I then accepted the Dark Gift. Though Kurama changed it somewhat. I would later learn that I could have children.

"Take my sword, Naruto... Bring balance back to the lands, and do what I have failed." He then gave me the sword, and disappeared. "The Soul Reaver is yours..." His voice echoed, and his presence was gone, the crypt then transformed to be like the others. Old and in ruin. From the blade I heard another voice, and another power manifested inside me. "Take my power as well, you are now a free being." The voice echoed, and I noticed that the Reaver transformed, an energy surrounded the blade before traveling up my arm. One sword to feast on blood, the other, on souls. The hunger from both weapons would also carry over to me. I was changed. I was better than before, and yet I was also not... And the darkest of thoughts passed through my mind, for the most brief of moments. 'I have power...'

When I left the old crypts behind, I thought to myself. 'I can now do almost anything... But can I really forsake that which keeps me sane? All for power?' I looked into the now night sky, and my resolve hardened beyond steel. 'NO! I will never give up...!' And so I proceeded to look for the pervert. It was time to return home... Though as I walked forth, I could sense that I would need more power, and weapons, in order to bring balance back to the world.

Right! So, here we are. Prolouge complete. It is short... I know. I hope that people will enjoy this. It has been awhile since I wrote a story. That was back in highschool... Not for fanfiction, and I only really got an A-. Oh well. Please review. If people flame I will ignore them. Constructive Criticism will be highly appreciated. I promise to work on this as much as I can... given my vast amount of free time. Poll Open on if Naruto should have another weapon.

Ja-ne!

Methos-Kyuubi777 out!