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Information! This is a Naruto RWBY crossover with Assassin's Creed influence. Things you need to know!
One- there is no elemental Nation, all villages and countries in Naruto are a part of Uzugakure.
Two- Uzugakure is an island Nation that starts hidden from the world.
Three- While I do take ideas and influence from Assassin's Creed, that does not mean that there the same villains and groups. The Templars are pretty much non-existent, and while there may be some with templar like mentality (Ironwood) they are, for the most part, few and far between, not really a threat.
Four- There are no pieces of Eden. While there may be powerful artifacts, none with the power to rewrite humanity or make one ascend to godhood, the most would be to give someone pseudo-immortality, at a cost.
Five- expect OOC characters and changes in the plot!
Six- This is a Naruto x Blake story.
Seven- While Ozpin and his group know there is a 'third player' they don't know who or what, they have only seen the effects of the third player.
Eight- Oh, and the Uzumaki clan is royalty.
Something I was just reminded of (Thank you adislt) I have only watched to volume three, I think, where Pyrrha 'dies'. As such thwre is alot I don't know. So, regarding Ozpin, as far as I know from a bit of rumor on social media, and my own speculation, I had always concidered him a semi mmortal, he can die but will be re borm one way or another. If I'm understanding adislt correctly, then that means Ozpin in just as old as Salem, potentially godlike as well. So, uh, if that's true then... Well fuck. this story wont follow Cannon, Ozpin is only a few thousand years old here, not godlike at all. He is merely abeing essentially cursed with immortality, but is far younger than Salem. Sorry for the confusion! Please forgive me! No I'm kidding, shit on me if you want.
There is some bashing in this story.
People who will be bashed, and why.
Jaraiya - In the anime, Naruto is verbally abused, and though I don't believe it states in, in his position, would have been abused physically. Yet despite this, Jaraiya does nothing to protect him. In fact, he ignores him for the first twelve years of his life. Given his position, Jaraiya could not have not known about what was happening to Naruto, I mean, his job was kind of, to know what was happening everywhere. The only reason I can see that he would have done so, is that he didn't care, only putting any interest in Naruto when he became useful.
That's all I can think of for now, so without further ado, Curiosity killed the cat (CKC)
Thoughts/Dreams/Memories
Pov/Line Break/Story Start/Story End
Story Start
POV Naruto
The city of Atlas, a bustling metropolis, far more advanced than the other three kingdoms.
With that advancement, however, came the thick filth that hung in the air. The humans couldn't smell it, of course, their senses were far to dull. The arrogance, and self-delusional superiority, their bigotry. It stunk, burning my nose.
However, even in the darkest corners of Remnant, there were pockets of light. The same could be said here. The corners of the city where the, higher, society abandoned, and ignored, where men and women worked together to survive, these places, while they looked filthy, there was a sense of trust, care, and loyalty among the peoples.
Still, yet, they despised me, not without cause, however. I was an outsider, and most outsiders only came to cause trouble. And from a certain perspective, I was no different.
I made my way through the underbelly of Atlas, though I stood out, more than a rose in a rock garden, I walked with purpose, determination.
Reaching my destination, a brothel, I turned toward the doors. The guard, a burly, dirty man reached out to grab me, something I easily slipped by, and a quick swat to the neck and he was out, slumping the ground.
I shoved the doors open and was disgusted at what I saw. "So this is where you've been hiding." I spoke.
The white-haired man looked up at me in alarm, before a grin stretched over his face. "Off you go." He said, spanking the whore that sat upon his lap. "I'm impressed, how did you find me?"
"I followed your stench. Come on, she wishes to speak with you."
"Ah, come on already! Can't you forgive your godfather!"
"No." I replied simply. "We're wasting time, and I still have to complete my job."
"Come on kiddo! Give it a rest already!" Ignoring him, I headed out of the establishment. I had delivered the message, now I had to do the job that had brought me here in the first place.
I walked, again with a steady gate, ignoring the glares I was receiving, as I headed towards another run down building.
As I neared, I slowed, discreetly checking everything, my sword, which hung at my left hip, pistol on my right, retractable blades on my right arm, grappling hook on the left, throwing knives on my chest, four on each side, under my cloak, lastly, I glanced at the stock of a collapsible rifle coming over my right shoulder.
I'll never understand why hunters limit themselves to only a few tools. I thought to myself, as I headed into the building. If it breaks, they're useless, most don't have a backup… Pushing my thoughts aside, I walked towards the building, this wasn't something that would be done quietly.
I pulled out my pistol and kicked the door open. Four men sat playing cards, who looked shocked that I was there, fools, they had felt safe, as a small gang they didn't garner a lot of attention. What they did, mostly, was simply hire out men to larger gangs, doing odd jobs. In truth, I would have never bothered them, save for the fact that their boss, if he could be called that, had gotten ahold of an artifact.
Again, this would normally not be a problem, save the fact that they were planning on selling the artifact to the White Fang, who could then use it to harm more people, and spread more fear. My job was a simple one, kill the thugs, and retrieve the artifact before it fell to the Fang.
The four men scrambled to get up, four quick shots halted their progress. The pistol itself was a very powerful weapon, which I kept loaded with aura penetrating bullets. The lead rounds were coated in a jacket of reactive dust, as such, when the bullet came into contact with aura, the dust would burn away, as well as consume the aura, making a small hole, barely larger than the bullet itself, for the projectile to slip through.
The four bodies dropped, and I heard the sound of people running on the floor above, as they ran down the stairs, I shot, three more men fell to the floor. I made my way upstairs, where I found the 'boss' and two thugs cowering. Without hesitation, I fired three more of the deadly rounds, and all three fell.
I walked to the body of the small time crime boss, and quickly dug through his pockets, finding a small box, I pulled it out, and opened it, away from me, in case it was trapped, then looked inside.
I sighed in relief, the ring looked plain enough, however, I could feel its effects, being just this close. The slight drain on my aura, while someone untrained would never notice it, and it seemed harmless enough, the true potential of the ring was frightening.
Closing the box, I slipped it into one of my pockets, before I heard a murmur from downstairs, whether it was law enforcement, hunters, the Fang, or some other party, I didn't care. I shot towards the window, and leaped through, shattering the glass easily.
I landed in a roll as I heard a loud shout, and took off. I weaved through the gathering crowd, easily dodging around the people. I couldn't help the grin that came over my face as I saw my escape. A perfect copy of myself appeared next to me right as I ducked and slipped through a manhole, leading to the city sewers, the copy, could last for, only a few minutes, however, it would serve as a distraction, and keep their attention off me.
POV White Fang Grunt
I stepped into the building, motioning to communicate, four dead at the front, three dead at the stairs. Quickly looking around, my rifle at point, I motioned that it was clear. The lieutenant, followed by three more lower ranking men stepped in.
"What the fuck?" Our newest member muttered, instantly I heard movement above us, heading straight towards a wall.
"Outside!" I snapped, and all five of us sprinted out, I exited right as I heard glass shatter. "Go go!" I snarled. Normally, someone in my position would not be allowed to give orders to my superior, however, we were a unique squad, one of five squads tasked with completing unique objectives, my superior, a small rabbit faunas, was extremely intelligent, and was a skilled negotiator, she would plan the missions beforehand, and she would do the talking, however, when there was a combat or possible combat situation, the power shifted to me. Having years of experience in battles and fights allowed me to direct and command in the heat of the moment.
Once we rounded the building, we could only see our quarry sprinting through a thickening crowd.
"Go! Damn it move!" I snarled, leading our charge, the people, human, and faunas didn't know what to think of us, after all, we weren't wearing White Fang uniforms, instead, our faces were covered with black masks, and our bodies by black cloaks. This was simply to keep our persons unknown, and unrelated to the fang.
I growled as the crowd continued to hinder us. "You're hindering the Atlas military! Move!" I snarled, when they seemed to think about it, I growled, leveling my weapon. "Three seconds!" I called. That got the people to scatter.
My eyes found our target again, taking aim, I loosed a hail of bullets. The figure in a white cloak evaded the shots, and scrambled up a wall, and began running across the roofs. "Come on! We can't let him get away!"
We sprinted after him, scrambling up the walls and buildings, doing our best to keep pace. I had to give it the man, if it was indeed a man, he was skilled, almost impossible to keep up with. We chased him for what seemed to be hours, but I knew it was less than a few minutes, and the man dove into a building, we followed.
The building was dark, and our flashlights came on instantly, we scanned the empty room, yet the man was nowhere to be seen, he was simply gone. "Fuck!" I snarled. "God damn it, Wolf! Learn to keep your fucking mouth shut! If you hadn't spoken up, we could have caught him!"
The wolf faunas flinched away as I yelled at him. Of course, I was pissed, he was assigned to an elite squad, he fucked up, and lost us our prey.
"Next time I'll kill you." I growled lowly, it wasn't an idle threat, no, in fact, it was something to be expected. If he got in our way, he was dead weight. It would be better to cut it loose than needlessly drag it around. It was something we were informed of before we were given the option to join.
Our lieutenant sighed. "Let's head out. Mission failed."
I grunted. "Yeah. Fuck, the boss is gonna be pissed."
POV Ozpin
"So… they grabbed another artifact…" I muttered. "Did we get an identity?"
"No." Ironwood stated. "Cloaked, again. What do they want with the artifacts?"
"Well, if we knew that, we could predict where they would strike next." I stated. "I'm sure we will find them eventually." I lied.
"You seem extremely unconcerned about this." Ironwood said.
"Unconcerned? No. However, I am not willing to let it consume my thoughts and dull my judgment." I stated, there really was no sense is chasing these ghosts, I knew that well. I had seen the signs of them throughout the lives I had lived, even caught glimpses of them. And whilst they never really fought for, or with me, the definitely slowed Salem's plots.
This was something Ironwood didn't need to know, he would not be able to see straight if he knew how old they were, he didn't even know how old I was. The man, while useful, was too stubborn, believing in his own might, his army, he would, unfortunately, never be more than a tool for anyone. "I have things to attend to, I'm sure you understand, headmaster." I said, receiving a nod from the man, I tapped the screen of my scroll, stopping the video call. "Glynda?" I called, seeing the woman look up from her scroll, I asked. "How is she doing?"
"Barely hanging on." Was her simple, truthful reply.
I sighed nodding, knowing that it was only a matter of time before Salem sent her pawns to finish her off.
POV Naruto
I knelt before the red-haired fox woman sitting on her throne. "Did you get it?" She asked.
"Yes." I stated, pulling the small box from my pocket.
"Good." She said, waving her hand. A masked woman with purple hair came from the shadows, carrying another box, this one a dull gray, made of metal. "Put it with the rest."
The woman, wearing a cat mask, carefully went to her knees before me, opening the box she held. I carefully deposited the ring and ring box into the larger one, which she closed. The metal box gave out a slight hiss as several locking bars slid into place.
The purple haired woman then stood and walked gracefully away.
The red-haired queen smiled. "You can take off your mask, nephew. Come, let me see you." I pulled the fox mask from my face, standing, I made my way to her. "It's great to see you." She said, standing as I neared, she held out her arms, which I easily allowed myself into.
"Good to see you too aunt Mito." I chuckled, other than myself, the woman was the last Uzumaki, though, to the dismay of many, she was far too old to bear children, being nearly two hundred years old. She had given the throne to my great-great-grandfather, her youngest brother after her husband had passed. In the time after she had given up the throne, a small rebellion formed, a short but bloody war followed, the rebellion was defeated, but most of the Uzumaki were slain, my grandmother had fled with her daughter, who later gave birth to me, but was killed shortly after I was born. It wasn't until the age of twelve that I had been found by Mito's agents, and rescued from the mines I was working in.
She had made sure I was of Uzumaki blood and began training me, as well as teaching me. Making sure I could succeed the throne after her, something I was resistant in doing, but I knew it needed to be done. Though I still had a few years, considering at two hundred, she only looked to be in her late fifties, she had a hundred or so years left.
"She pulled away and her face hardened. "Naruto, as much as I hate to, I must send you out again. You are one of our strongest, most skilled, something has happened. A new tool must be protected."
"Protected?" I asked. "Not collected?"
She pursed her lips. "It is not an artifact, not exactly. One of the maides has had a portion of her power stolen, she is in a comatose state, and I fear they will soon come to take the rest of her power. She resides in Beacon Academy. I am sending you, and three others. You will be introduced as children from villages, outside the kingdoms, you will do everything you can to be on the same team together. Your job will be to protect the Fall maiden from the shadows. Do not be discovered unless it's absolutely unavoidable, or of course, that reason." She added while I glared.
I shook my head, the woman loved to tease me. "When are we heading out?"
"You have one month to prepare, one month before the entrance exam, then two weeks before the start of the year."
"Alright. And until then, who's protecting her?"
"Right now I have eight men in Vale, but they can't get into beacon without raising suspicion."
"I see. I'll do my best. I'll go start gathering everything I'll need." I stated as I went to leave.
She nodded and smiled. "Do try and find a ma-"
"Ah shut up yah old hag!" I interrupted, before making a mad dash to the door.
Line Break
One month had flown by very quickly, though I had yet not met my partners, I identified them very quickly, as I was sure they did me.
They were Haku Momochi, a very girly boy, who specialized in the use of Ice dust, his semblance allowed him to pass through mirrors, using them as portals, and the student of Zabuza Momochi, a deadly and feared warrior.
Gaara of the sand, a young man hailing from a desert section of Uzugakure, who's semblance was a telekinetic variation.
And lastly, Sasuke Uchiha, an ambitious and eager young man, trained by arguably the most deadly special forces agent we had, his elder brother, Itachi Uchiha. His semblance allowed him to create and control an unquenchable black flame, though it did take a lot out of him. He also had his family trait, the Sharingan, which was a genetic quirk that allowed them to perceive things nearly twenty-five times faster than any other person.
Each was deadly in their own right. Each highly trained.
Soon lines began forming as students went to take the various tests to enter into Beacon. There were three ways to enter into Beacon.
The first, most common, was from a primary combat school, one would simply enroll, and provide documents proving their physical fitness and their intelligence was up to par with Beacons standards.
The second was to apply for the entrance exams, this was to give those from outside the kingdoms a chance. The entrance exams were a three-part test. A written exam, a three-mile obstacle course that had to run in under twenty minutes, and a combat test.
The third was to be brought in by Ozpin, the headmaster, himself.
For me, and my partners, we took the second path, as it was the only one available. The tests could be taken in any order. I chose to do the obstacle course first.
The course itself was a half-mile stretch with an incline of 22.62 degrees, followed by a level half-mile stretch of knee walls and crawl spaces. At the one mile mark was a ten-foot wall to climb, after that a half-mile stretch of woodland to run through, then two thousand feet of level ground, followed by six hundred and forty feet of water to swim across, the last mile was a smooth 9.46 degrees incline.
This was a simple task for me or any member of our brotherhood, however, I would be sure to make it seem as if it were harder than it truly was. It would be far more suspicious if four extremely skilled people, with no background, ended up on a team together, rather than a more average group of students.
I stood at the line, along with nearly fifty-three other students. The instructor raised a pistol and fired, signaling the start of the test. Immediately we took off, many began to sprint, most likely wanting to show off. This soon proved to be a foolish idea as they wore themselves out before they reached the end of the first half mile stretch, and soon fell behind.
I allowed myself to fall behind, staying closer to the front but letting at least a quarter of the people ahead of me.
Soon I reached the second portion, I leaped and vaulted over the knee walls, and slid or crawled through the tunnels. Upon reaching the ten-foot wall, I let myself lean against it, cupping my hands, I helped did people over the wall. In the end, we were going towards the same goal in the test, we were comrades in that regard, so I would treat them as such.
After helping the last over the wall, I went to scramble up and was pleasantly surprised to find someone had stayed, holding a hand for me to grab taking the offered appendage, that someone pulled me over, and soon we both landed on the other side.
Once we were landed, we took off towards the tree line, aiming to catch the others. As we ran through the trees, I took a moment to look over my temporary companion.
She was an attractive young woman, with flowing black hair, amazing golden eyes, a bow atop her head, which was easy to tell hid her ears. She had a thin, lithe form, yet was toned from years of training, that coupled with the amazing curves she held, I was barely able to maintain my composure. She was in a simple word, beautiful.
POV Blake
I had stayed closer to the middle of the group, It would do little good to get caught now before I could repent for my years with the Fang.
As I ran, my eyes continued to stray to the fox faunas before me, he wore an orange duster, with his red tipped, blond ears and tail proudly on display. I could see little of his features from the back, covered in the protective coat.
He seemed to be in shape, keeping pace ahead of me, slowly pulling away.
Despite his more or less normality, something was off. Nothing that I could see, mind you, but a feeling in my gut told me, a feeling I had learned to trust. Not that I felt he was an evil person, or even criminal like myself, just as if he was, hiding something.
He had piqued my interest. My curiosity was further pulled when he reached the one-mile mark. He propped himself against the wall, a pretty stable position, and began helping those after him over the wall. My eyes widened in realization, as I neared.
This was not the first time he had worked in a group, though it wasn't ever stated we were working in a group, it was also never stated that we were not.
I reached him and he helped me over the wall. I almost continued, leaving him behind, as had the others. However, my curiosity kept me, and I helped the few still going after me. He turned to climb the wall, and I could see the brief look of surprise on his face as I held out my hand to him.
His eyes, were a bright, beautiful blue, holding a hope and compassion that I had rarely ever seen. He grasped my wrist in an unsurprisingly tight grip. It was not painful, nor was it uncomfortable. It was tight enough to keep him latched to me, yet soft enough I was in no danger of injury.
I pulled as he pushed off the ground, and he was easily vaulted over the wall. We landed on the other side and started off towards the trees not that it took long to reach them, as they were barely twenty feet away.
As we ran, I could feel his eyes roam over me every now and again. Not that it truly bothered me, as I did not feel he was checking me out. Instead, I felt that he was most likely trying to determine just how strong I was, he was sizing me up as a potential comrade, ally.
We soon exited the tree line, having overtaken many others during the run, and a more relaxing strait run followed, long enough for me to get a closer look at the young man. I was very surprised to find he had marks on his cheeks, making almost cat-like whiskers. That amused me quite a bit, but what had me most surprised was the amount of muscle I could see through his clothes, now that it wasn't blocked by his duster.
My run, unfortunately, was soon ruined by the appearance of a large pool and while I hated to admit it, I wanted him to ferry me across. As a cat, I hated water. However, my fortitude held strong, and I made it to the other side shortly after him, mentally groaning about my wet clothes, however, I did not allow that to distract me from the end goal.
The last stretch was much simpler, a long run with a soft steady incline, not enough to really see it, but enough to feel it. That being said, my years with the Fang had prepared me for far more than this. So I simply ran beside the blond male and allowed myself to observe the fine male specimen, now soak with water, I could much more easily see the definition of his body, and I knew the same was true about me. But he seemed far more focused on keeping his breathing even.
I had to admit to myself, he was doing great for a village boy. Though I was already doubting that he was just any village boy. Everyone before us, and even some behind us were obviously children of hunters, to be able to keep pace with them, was no small feet.
We passed the end line and slowed to a stop, where the blond took a short break, regaining his breath, even I was slightly winded from the excursion.
He looked up, meeting my eyes and smiled. Again I was caught off guard by the purity of his eyes. And while I was confident he had his secrets, I almost felt compelled to trust him.
"You did well." I complimented, usually wouldn't freely talk to someone, but I was curious, and my curiosity compelled me.
"Thanks." He replied. "So did you, better than I did for sure." He held out his hand. "Naruto Uzumaki, pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Blake." I stated, shaking his hand, I didn't give my last name, no, if he knew my father, that would give me away. And as a faunas, he was far more likely to know the Belladonna name.
He didn't question my decision to omit my last name, merely accepted it.
POV Sasuke
I could only sigh in frustration as the third year who was my opponent moved. Even without my sharing an, she was slow.
She was of a large build, heaving a massive Mace around her body. She was not truly slow, I knew, however, I was used to training with Itachi, who was faster than almost everyone else I had ever faced. The only two who I had faced that was actually faster than my elder brother, was the empress, and her nephew, Naruto, whom I was excited to be working with.
She swung again, and I dodged yet again. I could see the frustration growing in her eyes. But she kept her composure, not allowing her rage to blind her. Something I had to salute her for, it was never easy for me to keep my anger in check.
Stepping around her next strike, I drew my blade, a chokuto, and struck. Enveloping my sword in aura to protect the edge, I hit her armored chest with extreme force. The strike itself was simple, but quick and powerful, lifting her from the floor, she was thrown back against the energy shield surrounding the small arena.
A loud buzzer sounded, signaling the end of the match, and the shields came down. My opponent pushed herself up, a confused look on her face, and stumbled away.
It was understandable. They didn't know who we were, so obviously they wouldn't be able to prepare for it, nor would they expect us to be at our strength level.
I headed down the exit, where the other hopefuls were waiting, and sat down, closing my eyes, shutting them out of the world, and focussing on remembering my training.
POV Haku
I carefully filled yet another bubble, growing ever closer to finishing the test. Still, it was unnerving to be sitting next to the Sand Tunaki. While Gaara had never attacked anyone in Uzugakure without being provoked, stories of his marks did make it to almost everyone. The man was brutal and efficient, and I could not help but both fear, and respect the assassin.
I cleared the thoughts from my mind and focused on my test, thankful my mentors drilling this information into me, even before coming here. If I was going to be hunting in these lands, it would do well for me to know about them. That's what they had told me, and while I had initially disagreed, the knowledge had come in handy many times before and I was sure it would continue to do so.
I worked slowly and carefully, making sure every answer was correct, or at least as correct as I could get them. While I was confident that knew enough to pass, I was still raised in a very different place, so I was sure that I would be mistaken on a few things.
POV Gaara
I stared at my test, having completed it quicker than most everyone else in the class, I frowned as a familiar feeling came over me, one that I had been fighting for years, and yet it continued to affect me.
I was craving cookies again.
POV Blake
I took a seat next to the fox faunas, he glanced up at me, a mischievous grin on his face. "People will start to think there's something between us if you keep this up." even though his mirth filled voice told me he was joking, I still felt my cheeks heat up. It wasn't hard to imagine myself with the young fox faunas. He was definitely easy on the eyes, and from the little time I had spent with him, I could tell he would be rather fun to be around. That said, I wasn't here to look for mate material, so I pushed the thoughts into the back of my mind.
"Oh shut up." I said lightly. "You're the only one who has their head on straight."
"Ah shucks, I feel so loved." He chuckled.
I rolled my eyes but smiled nonetheless. My eyes found their way to the arena, where we watched a hopeful use his semblance, most likely a form of telekinesis, to bind his opponent with sand, the buzzer sounded and the red-haired boy left the arena, only to be replaced as another hopefuls name was called.
As the fights continued, my eyes slowly left the contestants and found my blond friend. I scolded myself for allowing myself to be entranced by him, but it wasn't like I could help it, he was built quite well, in shape, and enjoyable company. Of course, I wouldn't tell him this.
Leaning back, I closed my eyes, doing my best to sort out my mind. Before I could delve too deep into my own mind, however, I was interrupted by a strong hand on my shoulder.
Opening my eyes, I looked to Naruto, who had a sheepish expression in his face. "They called your name, Blake." He stated, removing his hand.
I stood, thanking him, and apologizing for losing myself in my thoughts.
"It's nothing." He replied easily.
As I headed toward the arena, I couldn't help the fluttering of my heart. The fox boy was extremely easy going, relaxed. It was almost impossible not to imagine leaning against him as I read, or walking through a park with him.
Damn it, Blake. I growled in my head. You can't be falling in love with a guy you just met! Remember, you have to be careful! Still, despite my own warnings, I couldn't deny the increasingly strong feelings for the blond. My curiosity of him wasn't helping either, the more I found out about him, the more I liked about him.
Stepping into the arena, I made sure to check my weapon, a habit drilled into me with the Fang, it would do no good to be missing my weapon.
My opponent was a small mouse faunas, I felt my ears twitch at the irony, if I hadn't known the contestants were picked by a randomizer, I would have thought someone knew of my faunas blood. Nevertheless, I lowered my stance. Small or not, this little girl had made it three years in Beacon, the hardest hunter school in the four kingdoms. She would not be underestimated.
As soon as the buzzer sounded for the battle to begin, she moved, dashing towards me with speeds rarely seen. I was barely able to get my guard up in time, the force of her attack pushed me back several feet. My bones ached from a single kick, delivered by the girl.
I growled lowly as I analyzed her, trying to find her next move. She revealed it soon enough, shooting forward again at speeds near unseen. Again I could barely get my guard up.
The third time, my eyes caught something, a slight shimmer in her aura before she shot off. She was being propelled by her aura, it was her semblance that was allowing her to launch herself at me like a bullet.
As she gathered herself again, she said. "You ought to have figured it out by now, haven't you? So I'll need to change things up a little. Still, I must praise you on blocking three consecutive attacks, very impressive."
I prepared myself, a fight plan forming in my head. Of course, whether it worked or not depended entirely on her.
She shot off again, right by me, before blasting back towards me. Though I was unable to turn, I could create a clone, which ejected me from my spot, allowing me to spin and lash out, landing my first blow of the fight.
She rolled her shoulder, where my blade had caught. "Interesting." She said, before launching herself at me again.
Again, I used my clones to escape and lash out, though this time, with less success. I was, however, expecting that, as my strike missed, I let my sword slip from my fingers, attached by a long stretchy ribbon.
The mouse girl was surprised at this, unable to react in time to dodge the quick strikes of my gun propelled blade, and I was able to score a few more, minor strikes on the girl.
The girl was soon ready again, my eyes narrowed, I knew strikes were light, but not that light. She didn't even appear phased by my attack. And then I saw it, I understood. The gap between us was large, larger than I had imagined. She had been holding back from the start.
Heh, who's the mouse now? I thought a little bitterly.
Just before she could launch herself again, the buzzer went off, signaling the end of the fight. I hoped I had shown enough skill to pass.
I made my way back up to Naruto and frowned when I saw another woman sitting beside the blond. I stormed toward them, I didn't know what I intended to do, I didn't want to admit why I was furious, I couldn't admit that out loud, not yet. But none of that was my concern right now. What was, was that there was some, admittedly beautiful, young woman sitting with the man I intended to claim.
I had to run her off. I did my best to calm myself as I approached if I acted to violent, I could scare him off as well, anything I did, would have to be subtle, or at least, not show a lot of aggression.
"Oh hey, Blake, good fight." Naruto said. "This is Haku, he's from a village outside the kingdoms, he came in while you were in your fight. Just finished a written exam.
I don't care who- wait HE? That's a guy?! I looked closely at the girl-boy, it was strange to see a girl so utterly flat. Suddenly I felt my fury fade when I realized he really was a male.
I took my seat beside Naruto. "Nice to meet you, my name is Blake."
Haku smiled. "I know, Naruto told me."
"You seem to be familiar with Naruto, have you guys met before?"
"Not that I can recall." Naruto said. "Though I suppose it's possible. I was in the Atlas area as a child. So we may have met in passing."
"You grew up around Atlas?" I asked.
"Yeah." Naruto replied. "My parents were killed before I could remember them. I was raised in the mines until I was twelve when my aunt found me and rescued me."
"I-I sorry…" Blake muttered.
"Ah, it's fine." He replied. "It's all in the past."
"B-but- I know what it's like in the mines! They treat us like slaves!"
"Yeah." Naruto agreed. "But I'll never grow if I continue to live in the past. I know it's terrible for some faunas, but most aren't that bad off. I'll do what I can to help those who are in a bad situation, but I'm not going to cling to the past. Learn from it, but don't live in it. That will only breed more hatred, and pain. We have to step out of the problem if we want to see how best to fix it."
I felt as if a giant had struck me, I stared at him, shocked. Have I been living in the past…? I've shunned humans for so long… Am I adding to the problem…? Am I part of it? I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't hear the announcer call Naruto's name.
The blond stood up, pulling me from my thoughts. "Well, that's me." He said.
"Wait!" I gasped, clutching his arm. "How am I supposed to fight the bigotry against us?"
He smiled. "Prove that it's wrong, kitten."
As he walked away, my face was flushed a dark red, that wasn't the first time someone had called me kitten, but it was the first time I was actually interested in the one who did.
By the time he reached the arena, I had gained control of myself again and realized a big mistake on my part. I said us! My mind was flying in loops as I realized I had admitted to being a faunas, of course, he was a faunas as well. But Haku!
I felt a hand grip my shoulder, and I turned to its owner.
Haku smiled. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, besides, I am a faunas as well."
"Y-you are?" I asked, surprised.
He nodded. "Yes. However, my family doesn't have any faunas traits, visible at least. Our vision is better at night, and we have a great sense of smell."
I let out a sigh in relief. "Thank you."
"Oh, he's starting."
My eyes snapped to the arena, where Naruto stood before an average sized man, I watched confused, as Naruto waited for the man to advance, despite not drawing his sword, pistol, or rifle.
The third-year neared, and struck with a Katana, performing a Lado type strike, Naruto, however, narrowly avoided it. His opponent struck again, and again, Naruto avoided it. I watched, fascinated as the blond danced around the man. Before, I had thought him simply a very interesting average boy. But this, what he was displaying was not average. No, this was far above average. He was very quick on his feet.
Then again, he did come from outside the kingdoms, if he was in a more dangerous, Grimm infested area, it would be obvious why he was so quick.
However, as it was, I knew little to nothing about his past, which was called for, I had only met him earlier this day.
My attention was pulled back to Naruto as his opponent went for an overhead strike, Naruto dodged the strike, stepping in closer to the man, he gripped his arm and pulled throwing his foe off balance. From there, it was a simple task of lightly kicking his feet to send him to the ground.
I was honestly shocked, I had seen martial arts before, even practiced them to help with my own, already great balance, but to see them in action here, I was very surprised.
The third-year rose again, this time approaching with much more caution. I watched as he carefully circled around Naruto, who was equally as careful to keep the young man before him.
The third-year stepped forward with a horizontal strike. To my surprise, Naruto ducked under the blade and gripped his opponent's arm as he came up. Then threw himself back, pulling his foe over him, with a boot on the third year's waist, Naruto launched the student over himself, keeping a firm hold on the third year.
Ending up on top of his adversary, Naruto swiftly kicked the man's wrist, knocking the blade from his grasp.
Almost instantly after, the third year had his arm pinned, threatening to break, as he struggled to get free.
"Gah!" The third-year cried out. "You win damn it!"
Naruto released him and rolled back, the student stood, looking Naruto over. "Jeez, with that many weapons I never would have thought you used hand to hand combat."
Naruto laughed, holding out a hand which the young man shook. "Well, it's always good to have a backup, or two."
The young man nodded in agreeance before they parted, and headed out of the arena.
Naruto made his way back to me, flashing a brilliant grin as he sat down. I felt my blush return in full force, I averted my eyes, staring at my lap, silently scolding myself for my lack of self-control.
It infuriated me, never before had I such a problem, I always have had great control over myself, but something about this fox faunas that I had met only hours ago, stripped it all away.
Hearing a bell ring, Naruto stood. "Well, Haku, it was nice meeting you, it's time to take our exams."
I nodded as I stood. "I hope to see you in Beacon."
He nodded. "You as well."
POV Glynda
I stood with my arms crossed. "There's something off about that boy." I insisted as Ozpin scrolled through the students who had passed.
"Yes. I agree." Ozpin stated. "However, it would be good to have Mr. Uzumaki here, where we can keep an eye on him."
I sighed, knowing it was useless, but I still pressed my concern. "He hiding too much for me to be comfortable with."
Ozpin sat in silence for several long moments before he spoke again. "Glynda, do you know the story of the Uchiha?"
"...No?" I said slowly.
"I myself had thought they had been killed off thousands of years ago. However, there is a young, Sasuke Uchiha who enrolled. The story is, that they were the descendants of Salem, however, instead of following her as she wished, they turned against her, and fought for humanity and for faunas, because of this, she created the Grimm, a more easily controlled creature. The Uchiha were powerful, skilled in almost everything they did, holding semblances that were, godlike, in comparison to ours."
He pursed his lips before continuing. "The Uchiha, however, was not the only descendants. There were two other families, both who turned against Salem. The Senju, and the Uzumaki. The Senju were gifted with an aura that was tied with that of Nature, they were masters of manipulating the land and natural life to their will, and Lastly the Uzumaki, they were not gifted with great semblances, nor unique auras, instead, they were gifted with a powerful physical body, they were the strongest when it came to terms of fighting without aura or Semblance. It was said that an Uzumaki, without aura, could lift more than a man with aura. And with aura, they were even stronger. Of course, they were thought to be extinct long before my first life. But despite that, there is one thing that is persistent in all the tales of the three families. They all fought tirelessly for humanity and faunas."
I gave a soft sigh accepting that the boy would be allowed into the school, but I couldn't help but ask. "Why now? Why come now?"
"Well, that's what we'll find out, now isn't it?"
Story End
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