The War of Nations

The sky rumbled as lightening flashed across the sky. A figure was kneeling in a tree, overlooking the courtyard of a mansion. The figure was clad in a shinobi shōzoku. The figure had a hood pulled up over the head, with a mask covering the face. The mask was the face of a fox, with blood dripping from where the mouth was.

As the figure looked down at the courtyard, guards could be seen patrolling the ground, alert for the signs of any trouble. Two guards were seen standing in front of the gate, with swords strapped to their waists. They were constantly scanning the landscape before them, searching for any intruders.

The figure scanned the whole courtyard, searching for the weakest spot to hit. As the figure's eyes rested on the weakest point, the gate, the figure blurred out of existence, moving in to begin the assault.

Erza Scarlet was sitting in the chair across from her father, Makarov Dreyar, with an expressionless face. Well, he wasn't her biological father, but she considered him as her father. She had been abandoned and left to die by her biological parents, but Makarov had been walking by an alleyway and found her. Makarov offered Erza a home and a loving family. Erza owed him her life, and would do anything she could to protect him.

Makarov Dreyar was the leader of Edolas, one of the top two most powerful nations in the world. Although he was the leader of such a powerful nation, the populace loved him. He treated everyone fairly, and kept the country stable. He always made sure to try and keep the nations needs in front of everything else, helping the people of his kingdom as much as he could.

Even though he was a nice and fair leader, his battle prowess had been unmatched when he was a young king. Due to an injury gained in battle, he was nowhere near as powerful as he used to be. During his times on the battlefield, only one man had been able to stand up to him in a one on one battle. That man was known as the Sage, and he was the previous leader of the Uchiha Nation, and whom they were currently at war with.

The Edolas and Uchiha nations had once been at peace before, a long time ago. The leaders of the nations had been good friends, and relations between the two nations had been relaxed. That was until the Edolas nation had found a rare material while digging.

Initially the stone hadn't been worth anything, but when tested by Edolas's scientists, they found something extraordinary about the stone. Inside the stone was immense power, and with a big enough stone could become a weapon of mass destruction. Once found out, both nations reacted differently to this.

The Edolas nation wanted to seal away the rock, for they believed that the power that the stone contained should not be unleashed into the world. The Uchiha nation took the other side; they saw how the power could benefit them.

Back in that time they were not the two strongest nations, and they were much smaller. So the Uchiha wanted to take the power, and use it to take over the rest of the nations. They argued that if they both nations had that power, then they could lead side-by-side, ruling over the world.

Edolas had refused, and the Uchiha had been enraged. They declared war on Edolas, which sparked the start of a long and bloody war. Both sides used shinobi, but they used different type of techniques. The Uchiha had developed the way to use power stored in their genes and body's, a power called chakra. While Edolas could not use chakra, their bloodlines and genes had developed a way to use magic stored in their bodies. Both side's abilities were effective, and neither one was stronger than the other.

No one knows why Uchiha can use chakra and not magic, or why Edolas can use magic but not chakra. All that is known is that both are equally as powerful, leading to the battles between them being bloody and violent. The war had continued up until nearly present day, when Makarov and the Sage took over the two countries.

Makarov had always disliked the war, thinking it stupid and that they were just wasting human lives. Even though he disliked the war, he knew that there was no way to stop it as fast as he wanted to, so he trained to become the best. After years of training, Makarov was soon the one of the strongest warriors on the battlefield, winning many of the battles through his own strength and will.

It was during a certain battle that Makarov winning streak was stopped. It was upon this battlefield that Makarov met his rival and soon to be friend, the man known as the Sage. On the battlefield Makarov and the Sage met each other, and it become known as "The Clash of Titans." So great was this battle that both sides retreated in order to not get caught up in the battle.

Makarov and the Sage fought for two days straight, neither giving in. At the end of the second day, both were too tired to fight anymore. Both of them agreed to a draw, and ordered their armies to retreat. That battle was the start of their long lasting rivalry and friendship, one created through respect.

After many fights on the battlefields, both warriors eventually made it to becoming leader of their countries, and when they did they created a peace treaty. During this time, the countries started to tentatively trade with each other, and both countries started to thrive again.

This treaty came to an end with the death of the man known as the Sage, and his eldest son, Madara, took over control. Makarov tried to keep the treaty with Madara, but to no avail as Madara rekindled the war again. Madara had tried to take Edolas in one fell swoop by leading a huge army into Edolas, which caused Makarov to have to lead his own army to meet Madara.

It was in this battle that Makarov lost his only son, Laxus. Makarov had engaged Madara in a one on one battle, intent on ending the war before it had a chance to start. They had both been evenly matched, and their battle was devastating. It was then that Makarov saw something he wished that he never had to.

There was a lull in Makarov and Madara's fight, allowing Makarov to check up on Laxus. What he saw has haunted his dreams ever since. As he was watching, he saw a shinobi with a fox mask on appear behind Laxus. He saw the sword impale Laxus through the back and out his chest.

Makarov cried out as Laxus's body fell to the ground, and the ninja with the fox mask wiped the blood off his sword. Before he could make a move towards him though, his right hand man Natsu Dragneel, known as the Flame Dragon by everyone other then Makarov, engaged the ninja. He had clearly seen what had happened, and Makarov entrusted him to cleanse the earth of the filth that killed his son.

Even with that though, he was filled with complete and utter rage at the death of his son. He re engaged Madara, with the intent of completely obliterating him off the face of the earth. With the rage empowering him, he was able to wound Madara, forcing him to retreat. Makarov had still been enraged, and would have chased after if Natsu had not stopped him.

He was able to calm down, but still seething in his mind at the thought of Madara and the shinobi with the fox mask. Although Natsu was not able to kill or catch the shinobi with the fox mask, he was able to identify him as the Daemon Fox, Madara's right hand man. Makarov vowed to get his revenge, and was determined to fight and win the war, so that the monster known as Madara would never be able to take control the world.

He had then fainted from blood less, and was rushed back for medical care. What they had found out shocked everyone. Makarov had taken a serious wound from Madara, and would never be able to fight as well as he used to. Natsu was shocked at this news, but was able to keep it silent. If the Uchiha were to know of this, they would have surely attacked again, and Edolas would not be able to repel them the next time.

So they kept Makarov's condition a secret to all but a select few, so that Madara's defeat against Makarov would distill any direct attack. That was the cause of their current war status, just assassination attempts, and no actual battles. Natsu had entrusted Makarov's safety to the soldiers, and had left for the past year and a half to go and train. He had vowed to defeat both Madara and the Daemon fox, but knew that he would need to be stronger in order to achieve this.

Although Erza showed no outer emotion as she sat next to her father, inside she was actually extremely worried. Her dad's spies had reported that there was going to be an attempt on her father's life this night. That was why he had so many guards, and why they were so alert.

They sat in the family living room, with dozens of soldiers standing around, with everyone tense. Everyone jumped when the door opened, and many of the soldiers drew their swords. A breath of relief was let out as it was a messenger entering, not the enemy. Even with this new knowledge, all eyes were on the messenger, watching for any signs of danger.

Two of the soldiers stepped closer to Makarov, effectively blocking the messenger off from being able to get to Makarov. One on the soldiers held out his hand. "Give me the message, and I'll hand it to the King."

The messenger dug into his pocket, albeit slowly as to not give the wrong idea, and pulled out an envelope. He handed it over to the soldier, and left with a bow, walking as fast as he could to get out of the way. The soldier with the envelope briefly checked it to see if anything was done to it, and then handed it over the Makarov. Makarov opened the envelope with Erza reading over his shoulder. The note simply said "The Flame Dragon is in flight"but those words filled Makarov with relief.

He had ordered Natsu back for extra protection, and with this note he knew that he was close since he probably sent the message on the pigeon right before he himself had left. His relief was cut short when there was a scream from outside. All the soldiers tensed up, and a few ran towards the window. What they saw shocked them. The courtyard was littered with the dead bodies of the guards.

One of the soldiers at the window turned around. "It's begun! Be ready!" The rest of the soldier quickly drew their swords, and closed around Makarov and Erza in a protective circle. Erza wanted to join them, but her sword was not with her right now, something she was immensely regretting at the moment.

There were more screams from around the house, and then silence. Everyone in the room waited in tense silence, eyes flicking all around for any sign of danger. The door suddenly burst open, with a figure walking in. The guard's eyes widened as they saw his mask. "I-its him! The Daemon Fox!"

The guards showed a moment of fear, then steeled themselves and charged him. The Daemon disappeared, and reappeared before the man in front of the charge, cutting the man in half. He ducked and dodged his way through the ranks, cutting a path through the men towards Makarov. The captain of the guard met the Daemon sword with his shield, and pushed him back.

"You shall not go any further, Daemon!" he stated as he advanced forward with his shield lowered. He bull rushed the cloaked man, with his intent on knocking him over. The Daemon jumped into the air, swinging his sword down. The captain blocked the swing with his sword, pushing the Daemon further into the air. "Now!"

The Daemon looked at the other guards, who all sent their own magic attack at him, all of them merging into one attack. He quickly made a few hand signs, and hit their magic with his own fireball. "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!" The fireballs hit each other and exploded, knocking a few of the soldiers down and creating a cloud of dust.

The Daemon burst through the flame, heading straight for Makarov. The captain had anticipated the move and jumped in front of the Daemon, holding up his shield. Right before reaching him, he formed a spinning ball in his hand. He thrust his hand forward, connecting with the shield. "Rasengan!" The captain let out a shout of surprise as he was blown back wards, hit the wall with a loud thunk. His body slid to the floor, his neck broken from the impact.

The Daemon made a few more hand signs, and disappeared in a flash of yellow light. He reappeared a few seconds later behind a soldier, stabbing him through the back. He ripped the sword out through his side, blood gushing out of the wound. The Daemon disappeared again in a yellow flash, and in what seemed like seconds all of the soldiers were dead, or in the process of dying.

The Daemon flicked the blood off his sword, and started to walk towards Makarov. He dashed forward with his sword point held out, ready to pierce Makarov through the heart. With a few feet left in between them, Makarov burst into action. With a roar, he slammed his left fist into the side of the sword, knocking it out of his hand. The Daemon was caught off guard with the sudden movement, and was unable to avoid the punch from Makarov's right fist.

Makarov's fist connected with the Daemons chest, a loud crunching noise was heard. The Daemon was blasted back, hitting the wall with enough force to crack it.

Makarov sat with, breathing heavily. He had put all of the power he could muster into the punch, and was utterly wiped out. He glared at the body slumped against the wall, glad about finally ending the life of his son's murder.

Erza was clutching her father arm, worried about him. She saw Makarov's eyes widen, and she quickly looked over towards the body against the wall. As she looked, she saw the last traces of smoke disappearing, with the body gone. Both of them heard laughter behind them, and their heard quickly turned towards the noise.

They saw the Daemon meld out of the shadows. "You didn't think the real me would actually just barge in here like that, did you?" His voice was a deep, baritone. "That's one of the basic rules for the a ninja. Deceit. I'm surprised you didn't figure that out old man. Although, I am more surprised at your condition." He chuckled. "No matter, your defenseless now." His tone was mocking, which just made Makarov's hatred for him grow.

Erza stepped in front of Makarov, with one of the fallen soldiers swords in her hand. "He's not completely defenseless. I will defend him with my life." She tried the weight of the sword. It was heavier then her own sword, but it would have to do.

The Daemons voice gained a hard tone to it. "Women of nobility should know their place." Erza glared at him

"How dare you look down on me!" With a shout of anger, she rushed him, making it look like she didn't know what she was doing. The Daemon lazily swung his sword, and was surprised when Erza ducked under it and lunged forward with a slash, narrowly missing his neck as he leaned back.

Erza continued the attack, slashing and thrusting at him, trying the get an opening. It seemed that her initial surprise had worn off, as he was easily parrying and dodging her attacks now. As she made a thrust towards his heart, he knocked the sword out of her hand. She took a step backwards, slightly off balance, and he used the opportunity to punch her in the gut. Her eyes widened at the strength behind the punch, and she clutched her stomach as she slid back a few feet, slumping to the ground.

The Daemon slowly walked up to Erza. "Well, that was a surprise. You had me fooled at the beginning; but you are still grossly under trained to even begin to think that you stood a chance against me." She spat on his foot, and he chuckled. "Defiant until the end, eh?"

He then raised his sword into the air. "It is a shame really, to have to kill such a beautiful women. Orders are orders though." Makarov's eyes widened, but he couldn't move very well due to his weakened state. As the sword descended he reached his hand out. "ERZA!"

Erza closed her eyes, waiting for the flash of pain. Instead she heard the sound of steel against steel, and her eyes flew open. She saw a sword blocking the Daemon's, and her eyes traveled down the sword to the owner. There stood the Flame Dragon, the right hand and enforcer of the country, wearing the same outfit as the Daemon, except with a dragon mask instead of a fox mask.

Natsu engulfed his sword in flames, and pushed on the sword with enough strength to send the Daemon flying across the room. Natsu stepped in front of Erza. "Sorry I'm late, Master."

Makarov relaxed and smiled happily. "Not a problem, at least you were able to get here." Natsu nodded, and then took a step towards where the Daemon was standing. "Now we can resume this unfinished fight from before, can't we?"

The Daemon crouched down, with his sword extended. "Indeed, Dragon."

They both dashed forward together, locking sword at the halfway point. The Daemon spun and sliced downward, only for Natsu to disappear and reappear to the side. Natsu took a deep breath. "Fire Dragon's Roar!" And breathed out a fireball towards the Daemon. The Daemon did a few hand signs, than blew another fireball at Natsu. "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

The two abilities hit each other, and exploded into a cloud of dust. Natsu and the Daemon both rushed into the cloud, swords clashing again, the air from their meeting blowing the dust away. They then both disappeared in a flash, reappearing next to each and clashing swords, doing this over and over, so fast that both Makarov and Erza were having a hard time keeping up.

Erza was still on the ground, watching the fight with fascination. 'So fast…' Although she was considered a good fighter, as she could easily beat a normal soldier, she realized just then how out of her league she was against these two monsters.

The fighting and explosions had long since destroyed the wall and ceiling, and Natsu and the Daemon both jumped on the field that was Makarov's backyard. The two were running parallel to each other, closing in on each other to clash swords, than backing off. They both came to a stop, and Natsu gathered the magic power inside of him self, with the Daemon making more hand signs. The both attacked at the same time. "Secret Technique: Fire Dragon's Halberd!" "Fire Release: Flame Burst!"

They both rushed at each other, Natsu's sword and body engulfed in burning hot flames, and the Daemons sword also engulfed in flames. Before their swords could meet, the Daemon did a quick one-handed hand sign. "Wind Release: Stream" and blew it onto his sword, strengthening and empowering the flames on his sword.

The swords met, with both parties struggling to over power the other. The heat from their flames were so hot that all the rain within 20 feet of them was immediately evaporated with a hiss. With a shout from both of them, their abilities exploded against each other, sending both of them flying backwards. Natsu crashed into a tree and broke it in half, and the Daemon was sent skidding across the ground until he hit a rock.

Both of them got back up, shrugging off the debris that was on them. Natsu got ready to attack, but noticed the Daemon was not. Natsu raised an eyebrow under his mask, and glared at the man across from him, wondering what he was up to.

The Daemon put a hand on his mask and took it off. He had blonde hair, with eyes that had a tint of red in them, and marks on his cheeks that looked like whiskers. "I have used too much time, so this fight is another draw. However, you are a respectable opponent, so I shall you give you my full name. My name is Naruto Uzumaki, the right hand of Madara Uchiha."

Natsu did the same, taking off his mask. "Natsu Dragneel, the right hand of Makarov."

Naruto chuckled. "We are destined to fight then. While this was a draw, I have a feeling our next battle will not be the same."

They both stared at each other, the rain falling even harder now, soaking both of them. What they saw in each other's eyes was respect and determination. Respect for the others fighting skills, but determination to win the next fight. Naruto than took a step back, fading into the shadows, retreating back to his lands. Natsu jogged back to the house, disappearing than reappearing next to Makarov. He knelt down next to the Makarov. "Are you alright, Master?"

Makarov nodded, and leaned back into the chair. "Yes, just exhausted." He looked around the room. "So much death" He sighed "If only the treaty had been able to last, we could be thriving and building, instead of waging war and killing each other off.

Natsu nodded "That is true, but for as long as this war lasts, I shall kill all of your enemies, until I can have your dreams become reality." Makarov smiled.

"Hopefully that time is soon."

Erza came up behind Natsu, and bowed her head. "Thank you, for saving us."

Natsu inclined his head in her direction. "It is my duty to protect the family, at all costs."

Makarov spoke up "Speaking of protecting the family, I need you to do something."

Natsu bowed his head. "Anything you require, Master."

Makarov pointed at Erza. "I need you to train her. She has bested all of her teachers, but she needs to grow stronger. She is going to be the new head of this country, so she needs to grow powerful in order to protect it."

Erza gave him a surprised look. "What do you mean, the new head of this country? Your still its leader!"

Makarov shook his head. "I'll keep track of the political options, but I cannot fight for this country any more. I am too weak. You need to protect this country, and be a figure for the people to rally behind. With my condition now known, I suspect Madara will attack within the year. Our armies will clash again, and you shall be leading the army, with Natsu at your side. He will now be your right hand, to defeat your foes, as he did with me."

Natsu bowed his head. "You will always be my true Master, but I will make it fit so that Erza can lead this country." He turned to Erza. "Your training will begin in three days. Be prepared." With that said, he disappeared in flames, going to get some reinforcements and the workers back into the house.

Erza glanced at her father. "He doesn't seem to really respect me, does he?"

Makarov looked Erza in the eyes. "You have to earn his respect. And he does not give respect to anyone, only people that he thinks are exceptional."

Erza's eyes faltered, at the new responsibilities put upon her, but they quickly hardened. "I will not only earn his respect, but the respect of this nation. You may say to the people that you are giving me power, but I doubt people will be happy about a women leading. But I will show them all, I will excel at Natsu's training, and earn this nation's respect through kindness and strength, just like you."

Makarov smiled and patted her back. "That's my girl." He looked around and saw that since the ceiling had been destroyed, the rain was slowly washing away the blood from the room. He extended his arm to Erza with a sigh "Let get out of this room and rain. I need to rest."

Erza helped her father up, and they walked out of the room together, ready to face the coming days.

(A/N) And that the beginning of my second story! Hope you guys liked the first chapter! While I put this is Fairy Tail, it is going to also be a cross over. I put it here because while I am going to have Naruto's side, I am going to focus more on Natsu and Erza. The whole Naruto universe is the Uchiha nation and the Fairy Tail universe is Edolas. This story is going to be a NatsuxErza story, and a NarutoxIno story. I want this story to focus more around action then romance, although there will be some romance. Also I'm not only going to focus on Natsu's side, I am going to give backstory about Naruto and the Uchiha nation. I will be going into Naruto's side of the story, which is how I'm going to give backstory and the NarutoxIno part of the story.

Also, expect an update from Flames and Steel later today. I am almost finished with the chapter, just need to write a little bit more and then re read it to make sure its all good. Also, I kind of gave up on the one-shot for now. I'll pick up again once I grow interested in it again, but for now these two stories are going to be filling up my writing time.

So yeah anyways, any reviews good or bad are welcome!

-Infallible