Me: Sup all; this is my first Fan fiction, so feel free to criticize what I fucked up on
Ray: We don't own DMC or Naruto and there will be a lot of new characters.
Me: I also mixed up 1st and 3rd person view to make work for my story, don't judge me!
There is a strong wind that rushes through the thick forest making the leaves shake and dance wildly. The unstable red sun sits high in the sky showing that it was only midday, or the afternoon as some people say. The large chestnut trees that made up the forest were equipped with a bunch of large dark green leaves that blocked out most of the sun light making the forest very shady and cool, as well as able to sub stain life. It was years ago that the sun was stable and able to sustain all life on this plant we call earth; now the sun ray's burned all life that wasn't a plant or plant-like, making thick forests that keeps the sun light out.
This forest is home to the animals and humans that currently live on this hell hole of a planet. Any wild life that occupies the forest is calm and relaxed, not really having any worries besides hunting and being hunted. There is male, named Izaya, wandering through the forest; he is ignoring the hungry looking beasts that are licking their lips and positioning themselves to pounce on him. As they're position themselves to attack, they resend themselves after smelling Izaya's weird blood. The beasts' animal instincts kicked in informing them that attacking him was a bad idea and would result in there doom. Even though he looked like a normal human, only one third of the blood that ran though his veins was human type. The other two thirds of his blood is dragon and demon blood. This is another reason Izaya is unique. There were few who had the same combination blood type as him. There's a black aura that sometimes emits from him showing that he was Emo and didn't really care about anything, or anyone. There were people in his life he used to hang with, but most of them are dead now. His eternal body made it difficult for his body to age, keeping him trapped in the prison of life, until someone takes his life. Most people would have gone crazy as they watched their love ones and friends age and die. He wasn't fazed at all and was able to keep his sanity. He was one of the few that stayed sane, being that he stopped creating any type of relationship with others.
He opened his mouth to let out a small sigh as he kept his black bunny eared hoodie on his head leaving only a few strands of his bright red hair visible. The black vest he had on rustles in the strong wind as well as his two black sleeves that were separated from the vest and were each held on by four black straps. His pants, however, showed no signs of movement even in winds as strong as the one that was rushing through the forest at that very moment. As he walked through the wet, muddy forest, the mud slid off his black combat boots leaving little to no signs that they were on. He felt parts of his skin burning from the intense sun light that was able to sneak through the giant leaves. However, Izaya isn't fazed by the sun rays and as a result doesn't continue with his walking. "Fucking red sun, I abhor these harsh rays of light," he says to himself.
Suddenly, Izaya, using his feet, launches himself high into the air and onto a strong, sturdy tree branch. He crosses his arms as he leans back onto the sturdy tree trunk not really caring what happens next.
I then walk into the forest with my little brother, Jermy, right next to me. I was a 21 year old tall light skinned Nephilim, an angel-demon hybrid, with light cheek bones, yellow eyes, and black and white hair (red and black in some cases). He wears a red and black jacket that splits in a v in the bottom, with a black shirt underneath it. He also wears black jeans held up by a black belt with a UK buckle on it. On his feet is a pair of simple black and red Nikes. He keeps to necklaces on that were both given to him from his dead mother. He wears a pair of black combat gloves and has two swords strapped on his back.
Jermy was a tall light skinned vampire-angle hybrid with purplish black hair and black eyes. He wears a white shirt that splits into a v in the back, and black pants with a black angle wing design on the bottom of each side. His shoes are also black with a black angel wing design on them.
We looked around for signs of our target, Izaya, and spotted him in a tree. "Yo, Izaya" I said and he turn around and shot a glare at me that just shouted fuck off. I chuckled and hoped up into the tree branch he was chilling on and faced him. "I just want to talk, that's all," I told him. "Fuck off, I'm not in the mood to talk, especial to no stranger like you," he harshly responded. I sighed and then smirked as I got an idea. "Ok then, if you won't talk, I'll make you talk then." He looked at me with hate-fill eyes and got up. He extended his arm outwards making electricity crack around it and summon a sword. The sword was silver and back with a dragon head on the end of the handle. I smirked as I reached back unsheathing one of my two swords and pointing it at him. "Ready" I said. He didn't respond and silence was all that filled the area. Suddenly, we clashed blades in an instant, meeting in midair. We pushed off each other landing on different tree branches then exchanging looks. I could tell he hated me, but at the same time felt joy to be fighting. I took this chance and jumped off the tree at the same time I did clashing blades again, this time resulting in a shock wave that scared some of the animals off. We landed on the ground this time and he glance at me getting ready. Lighting formed around his blade giving me a sign that he about to attempt to break my blade. I smirked and made wind form around mine and we charged at each other leaving a crater were we both stood. We continued to clash swords until I broke Izaya's sword and lacerated his chest making him stumble back. He glared at me with anger in his eyes and red and black lighting surround his body. He then made some hand signs making the lighting transfer into his right hand forming a Chidori. "Interesting" I said as he charged at me. What surprised me was that the lighting turning black and red as soon as he charged. When Izaya tried to thrust the blade at my chest, I caught his arm making his eye widen being that this was the first time someone caught his Chidori before. I smirked while the Chidori died down then pulled him then followed by a kick to the gut sending him though many trees. I walked up to him and picked him up by the neck making him pretty much helpless. "I win" I said with a smile and I slammed his bodying hard into the ground causing him to black out.
When Izaya woke up he looked around to see where he was at. He noticed his wounds were healed and his clothes were as good as new. I walked in and smirked seeing his confusion. "Nice to see you woke up." I said. "Izaya looked at me like he was ready to attack me but remembered how easily I beat him. I chuckled and sat down in a chair. "Ok," I said, "I know that you want to stop the sun from becoming unstable. I came to get you knowing how strong you are. I currently have a team that you have to get along with. Understand?" Izaya nodded slowly knowing he was in no position to disagree, and because he did want to stop whatever made the sun unstable. "What do we do first then?" Izaya asked. "Our first objective would to go into the past." I responded. "Would be?" "Yeah, but I already did that. You're in the base of the team" Izaya's eyes widen in shock then he looked out the window seeing people and demons alike walk down the street. "This is also your room." I told him and then headed out the door then stopped. "When you're ready, come meet the team."