On a cold musty night, rain showered relentlessly upon the land of fire, lightning bolts soared over the horizons striking down the mightiest of the trees with ease, the earth became puddles, the puddles became streams, streams became rivers, the rivers became great lakes, and the lakes became raging ocean currents flooding the landscape with it's crystal blue fury. This posidal rainstorm had arrived hours ago, as ferocious then as it is now. The howling winds travelling at break neck speeds, ripped houses, trees, temples, anything out of the ground like they were thumb tacks on a corkboard, this land certainly had its better days, it even had its off days, but this was just bedlum. No soul should have had to be facing this attack, not even the lowest of the low deserved this punishment. Unfortunately, for three people in particular, this was not the case.

High upon a mountain top barring next to a wind swept moore, were three barely distinguishable figures: one was stood up, one kneeling on a collapsed leg, and one lay flat on it's face. With the night as black as death and fog smoking out his vision, thing were pretty damn hard to see. And with the rain bouncing off the earth, along with deafening thunder, thing were pretty damn hard to hear. There wasn't much that could have been done for the situation, he couldn't see, couldn't hear, smell was pointless, as was taste, and sensing was out of the question, why you ask? This man whom attacked the boy and his sensei had discovered some way to mask his chakra, either that or they were attacked by a friggin' squirrel. In the midst of this hopeless situation, the boy hoped that the lightning bolts were frequent, with them being his only source of light; he depended on the skies to aid him in this struggle. The boy, struggling against his own agony, stood up precariously bent on his good leg, the other rendered useless by this mystery ninja, and his sensei, he hadn't heard a word from him in ten minuets, his chakra could not be sensed, the boy now standing up swallowed on his own saliva, had his sensei already passed away? Was it too late, for both of them?

A light hearted, slightly sarcastic laugh could be heard, barley a few feet away, it sickened the boy just thinking about someone enjoying this, with fear the dominant emotion within his body, even if he wanted to, his broken leg stopped him from moving straight, never mind wandering around aimlessly in the darkness searching for an old man, while there's a bloodthirsty psycho standing a few feet away from himself, and just who the hell was this man or beast or demon or whatever the hell it was, and where did it come from?

"Ridiculous" Voiced by a cold, unimpressed male. The battle in which he just laid waste to two seemingly unstoppable forces, ended about as swiftly as it began. This man possessed such incredible skill, that he seemed barley human, a machine fitted him much better, a war machine with no remorse, and unstoppable power. "That's all you've got? Absolutely ridiculous, surely I must have stirred your power by now? C'mon, where's your motivation, where's your drive, where's your ambition, why are you here, why do you refuse to show me your power?" The figure stood tall, continuing to keep a cool, calm, confined state, a slight hinder of annoyance could be detected in his voice but at the moment, that was the last thing on the victims mind. As the flashes of lightning gave small instances of light; they revealed the scene to his eyes, he found his sensei.

Lying down in a pool of his own blood was the legendary toad sage Jiraiya, the student now collapsed again onto his rear end, completely sapped of all the energy he needed to stand. The man lying on the ground began to make, slowly and uneasy movements, with a voice muffled and distorted through the echoing rain.

"N-Naruto! G-go run. Wh-what e-e-ever this m-man wan-wants, it's wi-with you, ARRGGG! G-go ru-run, NOW!" Jiraiya screaming in pain, begged his student to leave, to get as far away from here as he possibly could. However a certain student was having none of this.

"No way!" He said arrogantly, using an enormous amount of strength to stand up on his good leg, Naruto continued, "There's no way I'm backing down from a fight Jiraiya, not in the past, not now, not ever, not even a fight that I can't win. I'm staying right here, and I'm fighting this guy. I WONT BACK DOWN" Naruto bellowed back at both his sensei and his attacker. Jiraiya fell into an unconscious state from the blood loss, and the attacker at this moment shook his head, seeing the problem and the solution at the same time.

"It appears the old man, has restored some confidence within you, Naruto. Perhaps I could use this to my advantage" After this cool and calm remark, footstep could be heard through the night walking further away from Naruto, then a sword being unsheathed could be heard through the pounding rain, only just thought. But this was all Naruto needed, his eyes went wide, this was about to go from bad to a whole lot worse. A flash of lightning struck the forest below, setting fire to many of the trees there, illuminating the scene. Man in his twenties standing tall with a katana styled sword, robed in a blue leather trench coat, black pants, and knee high brown boots along with a ribbed flannel shirt underneath the trench coat, mere seconds away from ramming the sword into the unprotected back of his sensei, the legendary toad sage Jiraiya.

Out of instinct, Naruto sprung to his feet, allowing, once again, the nine tailed fox to take over his body, rushing at alarming speed towards the men, reddish orange chakra surrounded Naruto's body giving the illusion of the boy having fox ears and a long bushy tail. Naruto however, even with this formidable speed was too late to stop it, within the laps of a second the attacker had driven his sword into the left kidney of Jiraiya, spun around, grabbed a hold of Naruto's fist, sent the demon boy flying with a ferocious kick to the mid section, took a hold of his own sword again and sheathed it back into it's scabbard. He then smiled.

"I knew there was some way to bring forth this demon within you" The assailant began to walk closer towards Naruto, totally unfazed by Jiraiya's inhumane screaming, the rain still hammered down upon them, having a half decent chance of putting out the fire which manifested into a raging inferno upon the forest below. Naruto wished that this rain would end, and then at least he didn't have to worry about the scene going black on him again. Naruto saw this moment as do or die, he would summon up all of the demons chakra and unload it into a single Rasengan. With the attacker drawing ever closer in his casually paced walk, Naruto outstretched his right arm to gather his chakra, with two seconds a steaming ball of orange chakra with the shape the size of a basketball had formed on his right palm, Naruto ran full speed ahead at the blue robed assailant, declaring his jutsu with a inhumane roar on contact with the attackers heart.

"RASENGAN" Bellowed the Kyuubi Kitsune in an echoing roar, staring angrily into the stone-faced expression of the attacker at contact. With the enormous discharge of energy; light beams of reddish orange neon chakra shot off into all directions, illuminating the scene better than any lightning bolt, a thundering boom echoed into the rolling hills drowning out the sound of heavy rainfall for just a few moments, Jiraiya's motionless frame was carelessly tossed aside with the forceful waves of discharging chakra. And now Naruto officially out of all kinds of chakra reserves, collapsed onto his knees, the flaming red aura that was once around his body had diffused itself into nothingness, the blonde totally exhausted, barely found the strength to look up to hopefully find a smoking char grilled corpse around the edges of the cliff face.

Bloody hell was he wrong.

To his most extreme horror, he spotted the blue robed mystery man kneeling down a good three foot away from himself, with a single hole in his undershirt where there should have been a smoking basketball sized hole in his body, barely even bloodshed on his body, and a face with murderous intent slapped all over it. Standing up into a fully upright position the assailant began staring a hole through Naruto's face, this guy was pissed now! Not loosing his focus on the Kyuubi carrier, the assailant spoke again.

"Interesting. Not entirely powerful, but interesting. Now that was what I wanted you to show me. It appears that you cannot maintain that sudden influx in power for long, just like me. We'll have to work on that, it also seems as if you gain that power whenever in a situation where another's life is at stake, very interesting. I also noticed that for a brief period you were not affected by your inability to obtain any movement from your right leg. The ability to override pain, and to move with broken vital bones, is something even I do not posses." He swiftly explained to Naruto like this was some sort of academy lesson, "You see, I am new to this land and indeed it's ways and customs, I have heard so many things about this energy called chakra and these combat styles known as jutsu's, that can do anything from summoning gales, to reviving the dead, very powerful indeed. I also found while researching chakra that in this land there used to be a demon called the Kyuubi Kitsune, it possessed a limitless supply of chakra, and with that chakra I can perform these powerful jutsu's, another astonishing fact that I discovered is that, the Kyuubi Kitsune is within you, Naruto Uzumaki." Naruto, way too exhausted to do anything at the moment was still amazed that his Rasengan had little effect in this guy.

"The least anyone has ever moved was about four meters, this guy barely moved two foot, who is this guy? Where did he come from? What's he going to do to me? Where the hell is Jiraiya?" The Blonde thought almost giving up on the situation, he could not perform ninjutsu because he had no chakra left, he hadn't been able to create a decent genjutsu ever since he started at the ninja academy a good five or so years, kinjutsu was a tempting offer though, Jiraiya had taught him some forbidden jutsu's along the road but again they needed chakra, the only option was taijutsu, and this guy was faster than a lightning bolt, a lot of good martial arts'll do right now. He looked up at the assailant who had used some sort of energy to summon a glowing blue neon sword/dagger, it couldn't have been chakra because even from the start Naruto hadn't been able to sense this guys chakra, that was how he managed to sneak up on he and Jiraiya in the first place, the man took the dagger in his left palm seeing that that deadly katana was firmly gripped in his right hand, and drew ever closer to Naruto's neck cutting it ever so slightly with the blade.

"My next question is, how do I get that demon out?" Again the blue robed attacker kept a calm, confined persona about him, with a slight malicious tone in his voice he again ever so slightly cut at Naruto's throat when Jiraiya burst back into action, only to once again have himself immobilized by the imfabnible speed of the assailant. Jiraiya tried to tackle the blue robed swords master, in which the mystery man retaliated by letting go of the dagger, tying his katana to his sash using a yellow kurigata and sage-o, met Jiraiya's incoming charge and matched the strength effortlessly, delivered a series of kicks to the blood soaked Jiraiya sending them both skywards and finished it with a swift moonsault kick to the head. And then as both men were plummeting towards the earth, the attacker gained enough speed to reach the mountain top before is victim, grab him by the ankle, flip him over precariously, summon another sword and held in into the barley standing Jiraiya, took a hold of his other neon sword which was somehow floating in midair around Naruto neck, and all this was done in barely two seconds.

"Yeah, a lot of good martial arts'll do right now" Naruto joked to himself; at least he still had a sense of humour. Both he and the assailant smirked slightly but Naruto's smiled fell flat and his eyes widened when the assailant's neon blue dagger wakizashi swords diffused in thin air and broke in shatters.

"But as for today, I've collected enough research on the matter, I know enough to continue now. I'll be seeing you around, Naruto Uzumaki" With this final coolly placed statement, the attacker vanished into thin air with some kind of visual distortion, no cloud of smoke just vanished. The two pathetic forms of two seriously injured ninja, made slight relieved expressions that the mystery attacker had left them be, but those expressions were soon taken off their faces through the help of mind numbing pain and thoughts on how they were to get out of this mess.

"Jiraiya, how are we sup-supposed to g-get back to Konoha?" Naruto asked his sensei barring any perverted comments out of this conversation, this was definitely not the time or place. "And who the h-hell was th-that?" Finished Naruto before collapsing onto the blood soaked, water drenched mountaintop in exhaustion.

"I d-don't kn-know Naru-uto, I-I just do-n't know" Wailed Jiraiya hardly in a position to give his patented long-winded explanations of situations, now wasn't the time or place. He had sustained too much damage to his organs, hell too much damage to his person. "Something'll c-come up, it j-just has t-to" and with that Jiraiya too collapsed onto the earth covering half of Naruto's body with his own as if he was still trying to protect his young charge. Something would have to had come up very soon indeed, soon hypothermia would most likely set itself in the two motionless bodies from this god damned rain, ontop of a mountain side among countless rolling hills covered in thick, musty fog, next to a wind swept moore of ferocious gait, lay to motionless frames of two critically injured males, and in the black dead of night, what chances could they have possible had of being found on a night like tonight.

The pair lay there, not knowing if they were dead or not, not knowing whom their attacker was, not knowing if anyone would come. Just simply not knowing.