No Holds Barred

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, RWBY or any of the characters I use in this story, neither do I make any type of profit in the name of either franchise.


~Chapter(1) - Trying Again~


He had lost it all. All his progress in physical training, undone. His nearly limitless chakra, gone. All the bonds he had worked for, through blood sweat and tears, meaningless. He was no longer home, he could barely move an inch of his body and his ocean-like chakra pools reverted to that of a lesser genin. Not to mention that the fox was gone, the seal was broken and he had no idea what to do. No, what he could do. And along with the fox, his unbelievable healing was gone. Technically he should already be dead, but maybe that was too come.

This was complete and utter bullshit. 'All for nothing' was all he could hear ringing through his head. Gritting his teeth until his gums bled, he attempted to hold himself back from breaking down into tears. Was this all there was for him? To help stop an invasion on his home, to bring back a new Hokage and save her from her psycho teammate, to promise to bring a misguided friend of his home and to begin a journey to become strong enough to take on the hidden evils of the world. Only to be found by said evils in a year's time and crushed.

As it is now, he had no idea where he had ended up, no idea why and even how he was still alive. But he knew just from the feeling of the world around him, he knew . . . this was definitely not the Elemental Nations, let alone Konoha. Even through all his sunshiny optimism, he knew that he would most likely not be getting back home, at least any time soon. So much for keeping his promises, for bringing peace to the Elemental Nations . . . for being Hokage. Finally a darkness started to creep over his vision and Naruto fully accepted it as slowly everything turned to black. He had lost, he had tried, he was done.

" . . .!"

The encroaching shadows in his vision halted as a slight sound echoed through the boy's mind.

" . . ry . . .in!"

Again the barely audible sound resounded through his mind and slowly the darkness seemed to fade back. Slowly the boys consciousness started to come back as the sound grew louder.

" . . ry . . again!"

Slowly his vision cleared and his eyes refocused only to see a face staring down at him in panic. Slowly taking in the image of the person calling to him, he noted the mans golden hair styled a lot like his, the big blue eyes of the reminded him of staring into a bright blue ocean. The headband with a leaf symbol on force the boy's eyes to halt before he realized who was looking down at him. The Yondaime Hokage.

"Son! Try again!"

And instantly the shadows in his vision faded and Naruto's mind spun and his eye lost focus again, only one word left his focus again before he finally fell unconscious. It was the only thing he could think of and it was the only word that came out.

". . .Dad?. . ."


Ozpin had seen many terrible things in his life such as starvation, greed, political corruption, sickness, betrayal and death. Out of all these only one held a place as his most distasteful sight, that would be the loss of life. Specifically children. Ozpin had seen man children fight and die during the Rebellion of the Faunas, many of the young animal children gave their lives for the White Fang. Gave their lives in hopes that the White Fang would bring peace to the Faunas, only for the group to bring hate.

So that's why when Ozpin had found the young whiskered blond lying in a small crater and seemingly edging close and closer to death, he mildly lost in composure.

"Try again!" the gray haired man near screamed to the boy below him.

Mere minutes ago Ozpin had received reports of a large explosion in a supposedly grim free area, a few miles outside of the vale walls. There had been a small patrol in that vicinity and Ozpin had been unable to contact them. Believing the team had been attacked by grim and been defeated, along with Qrow and other key members he trusted being out of contact, he decided to bring Glynda and have a look for himself.

After arriving he had been greeted by the patrol team he had originally assumed dead. It seemed the explosion had acted as some sort of EMP and fried all electronic devices the squad had been using, among others within approximately a five mile radius. The team had been on their way to the blast zone when Ozpin had intercepted them via bullhead. Deciding to play it safe the gray haired man decided to join them at the site, just in the chance the situation turned dangerous.

When they reached the crater the explosion had caused they had noticed something near the center, unable to get a good view they landed nearby to get a better look. When arriving at the edge the patrol team and Glynda had been shocked when Ozpin seemed to freeze momentarily and take off into the crater. Calling out to him Ozpin showed no sign he had even acknowledge them. Quickly but carefully the man worked his way down into the damaged area.

The reason he had so hastily made his way down was the sight that the team greeted the team after following the the man. It was a boy, he looked barely 15 years of age if even that. Lying on his back, with a body that was littered with jagged cuts, blood and dirt caked into his skin, hair and wounds. The only thing that was clear of the mess on the boy were his eyes. The ocean blue orbs that stared into the sky above him.

Ozpin was a stoic man and few things could break the man's composure, watching a badly wounded child die was one of those things. Ozpin could feel his heart rate rise as he looked the boy over, the pain this child was going through must have been excruciating. Even though the wounds were severe the boy was still alive, although barely. He could see it in the child's eyes, he was giving up accepting his fate, it was a look he'd seen, a look of someone who had failed.

He could see in the child's tired eyes that he had seen more than someone his age ever should. You could see it in his eyes, the exhaustion, sadness, the bitter acceptance, the boy was giving up. The thought of a boy younger than any of the students at beacon pulled at Ozpin heart strings. No a boy who still had so much life ahead of him could not be allowed to quit and with that thought Ozpin spoke out the boy.

"Try Again!" He yelled as the boys eyes began to glaze over and the light in them started to fade. "I know it's hard, I know things never go the way you intend but you can still make it, you still have a chance! I'll be there to help you so god dammit try again!" The man all but screamed.

His companions could only watch in a solemn silence as Ozpin tried to called out to the boy. All of the kids wounds were seemingly shallow but with the amount of blood lost . . . well it was a surprise this boy was alive, although barely. On of the men in the patrol had already called for a medical evac, but that could still be up to five or more minutes away. The boy was dying right before them and there was nothing any of them could do. It left a foul taste in everyone there's mouth.

"Try again!" Ozpin yelled causing him to gain the attention of his peers again.

Glynda knew this was not how Ozpin normally reacted to a situation. The man was known for his stoic and unreadable expression, like an eternal poker face. She also knew however the man had a severe distaste . . . no a severe hatred for needless death. It most likely did not help the man ran an academy with children only slightly older than this boy attending. That was the most likely cause of his brash behavior and Glynda understood for the most part.

However, she could not contain the questions that came to mind in the precarious situation. They had no idea who this boy was and everything about the situation set off alarms in Glynda's mind. The crater this boy was center in was if the boy had fallen from the sky and landed ripping the earth out below him or had some type of bomb go off and him being right on top of it. If that was the case, it would have made no logical sense.

No one could survive a fall high enough to cause a crater this large, even with all the aura in the world the impact would still rupture though the shield and kill or mortally wound any person. Same being said for a bomb, the force alone would kill a person through their aura, not to mention the extreme heat. By the lack of usable electronics in an approximate five mile radius the bomb had an electric current running through it. Living through high intensity heat, especially electrical added with the force of the blast would have killed just about anything through aura.

Yet here was this boy in the very center of the blast zone, where the full force of the blast would have hit and he was still somehow alive. Another oddity was the boy's skin was only burned in partial areas and although severely wounded nothing indicating he had actually been hit by said explosion. Things didn't add up in the slightest and that unnerved Glynda even thought she was still sad for the boy.

"Try again, please!" Ozpin shouted in frustration, practically pleading for the boy to not die. Ozpin lowered his head not sure what to do anymore and emotions starting to get the better of him.

Nothing changed for a moment until suddenly the boys previously glazed over and darkening eyes slowly brightened and cleared. Glynda released a small audible gasp at the sight of it. Hearing it Ozpin's head shot up and he was instantly hovering over the boy and inspecting him. The child's gaze landed on Ozpin and spoke.

" . . .Pa . . .pa?" The boy questioned with a barely audible and coarse voice.

Before the man could respond the boy's eyes rolled back into his head and his consciousness faded. Instantly on alert Ozpin planted his ear to the boy's chest, after hearing a now steady heartbeat the man fell back on his rear the tension of the situation draining him. Releasing a breath he didn't realize he had been holding Ozpin glides a hand through his hair visibly trying to relax himself.

In that moment the evac team arrived and we're able to carefully retrieve the child from the large crater and move him to an emergency room in an isolated area of beacon. Having the child in a hospital was not an option at this point as many questions needed answers. However that would also have to wait until the boy was able to answer said questions. Ozpin didn't really understand what compelled him to act as he had, but if he was honest he was just relieved he didn't have to watch another person die in front of him. He had seen far too much of that already.


Naruto awoke to a light beeping noise and a warm comfort all around him. Slowly cracking his eyes open Naruto took in the sight before him. He was in a small room with no windows and only one door. The room was completely white and there was a black box in the upper corner of the room's wall. Kind of reminded him of the television things they just had started making back in Konoha. He was in a bed with metal rails attached to the sides, next to his bed was a IV bag on a stand that was keeping him hydrated he guessed. But there was a weird white box with odd symbols on it that kept beeping rhythmically.

As he brought his hand up to his face he noticed his arms were both fully bandaged along with almost all the rest of his body. Having been through the hospital routine many, many time Naruto braced himself for the pain of sitting up. Only for there to be no pain, not in the slightest. Looking at his body and feeling all over himself he found he had no pain, not even an ache. But he had lost the Nine-Trails regenerative power, how was he already healed. Not to mention the fox never healed him this fast!

His thought came to a halt when a metal door slid open and in walked a man with dust gray hair, with small black tinted glasses framing below his eyes. He wore a black suit with gold buttons and a green motif tucked slightly under the collar, along with black dress pants and black dress shoes. The man walked with a cane but Naruto could tell he hadn't needed it for walking. The man hid it well but the way he move screamed of power and confidence Naruto had seen in very few individuals.

The mans walk had not a wasted movement and while it looked like a business man's strut Naruto saw deeper. The mans feet, while seemingly stern and strong, held a feline like grave for the lack of sound he made along with the subtle rolling of his feet so would he need to move at a moment's notice he could. His eyes never left Naruto once, not out of worry the boy may attack but because the man knew better than to turn your sight towards anyone who could be considered a threat. Finally the man's arms were never more than 3-5 inches away from his frame as well as centered near his core.

This man was a warrior and not a only strong one, he was clever, efficient and wise. This man was a veteran and in the moment Naruto realized he may had been seen as a threat but compared to this man Naruto was all but mouse staring up at a great white wolf. The difference in ability was as obvious as night and day to the trained eye. If naruto would compare this to someone from his world, he'd half to say Kakashi was the closest fit. However the intellect you could see in the man's eyes put him higher on the danger chart than even Kakashi.

Yes this man was this world's serious version Kakashi and if this man had anywhere near as dangerous as his old teachers abilities, than this man was to be feared. Naruto hadn't realized he was so lost in thought until the man was next to his bed. Mentally scolding himself at his lack of attention Naruto locked his gaze on the man's expressionless face. They continued to stare at each other for a moment until finally Ozpin spoke up.

"My name is Ozpin, we found you approximately 15 miles outside of the southwestern border of Vale. For security's sake I need to ask you some personal questions. If you refuse to answer we may have to arrest and or imprison you, I apologize for the inconvenience but at this time we cannot risk an unknown variable when we may be close to a civil war. So please forgive my brashness." Ozpin stated.

For a few moments the blonde seemed to be pondering the man's words before nodding to himself and retorting.

"E to... Watashi wa rikai shite inai." The blond responded with a nod.

Ozpin stood in silence, his feature not portraying his thoughts. Finally after a few moments of contemplation he slowly turned and made his way out in complete silence not even glancing at the boy once. Up leaving the room the door slide shut behind the man and he took this moment to take in a deep breath and collect himself. The boy didn't know the global language. They would have to teach the boy before they could get info by the time they need, not to mention the chance the boy maybe forgets any information or adjust it based on the language he's learning.

He could tell that the boy was smart, the way the child had sized him up in a sense. He could also tell the boy was weary of his surroundings and especially himself. This would be quite the time and effort he would have to put forth with the boy. Ozpin could tell he would need a lot of coffee for this and even then he wasn't sure it would help that much.


("E to... Watashi wa rikai shite inai") means ("Um ... I do not understand")

Also the translation for dad is just papa in Japanese that's why that had been used.