Hey guys, this is my second attempt at fanfiction. Hopefully this time it will be more successful. Anyway, I have a contest, anyone who would like to suggest a blood limit that Naruto obtains, or if he shouldn't obtain one. If he does get one, it can either be an existing blood limit, or one that you suggest. If you suggest it, then it must be described in detail, such as visible effects, what it does, and anything else that is of consequence.

I do not in any way own Naruto. I do not in anyway own Final Fantasy VII. They are the property of Kishimoto and Square Enix respectfully.

EDIT: Guess who's back bitches? Just a minor grammatical redo, as my grammar sucks. Before anyone asks, I had some family stuff that I had to take care of, but I am writing chapter 3, and I promise that it will come out soon.

Prologue: The Beginning

A spark of lighting lit the night sky as a young boy fled from an angry mob. The boy was no more then seven, and yet his bright blue eyes told tales of a dark past, filled with bloodshed and neglect. His blond hair was plastered to face by the rain, getting in his eyes as he ran from the mob. He wore a bright orange jacket, highlighted by blue and orange pants to match. The clothing was several sizes to large for him, which was apparent as he would trip every few seconds.

The mob behind him was made up of roughly thirty people, waving pitch-forks and brandishing knives. The all appeared to be over the age of thirty, and had looks of pure hatred on their faces. As the young boy fled, the mob would yell things like, "Kill the demon", or, "Destroy him". The child turned around the next corner in his desperate flee, only to gape at the brick wall that ended the street. He was trapped between the approaching mob, and the wall, with nowhere to go. As the rain poured down, the mob closed in on the child.

The first man to get to him was staggering, and waving a knife. He was obviously intoxicated, but this didn't stop him from staggering forward with the knife ready. As he reached the boy he laughed and said, "Time for me to finish what the fourth started." The crowd went silent, just as the man swung the knife down, and the boy screamed as his right hand fell from his arm. The man's smile only grew larger upon hearing the scream and drew back to cut him again, when a loud bang broke the night. The man looked down in horror as blood began to spread along his chest, staining his shirt.

The man fell backwards, and even though the boy knew nothing medical related, he could tell the man was dead. Someone in the crowd screamed out, "Demon, what did you do! Look the demon has killed him!" The crowd instantly went into an uproar; so many people talking so loudly that none of them could be heard. Suddenly another bang was heard, but this time no one was injured. The crowd looked around frantically for the source of the noise until the saw a man standing on the roof above the boy, with a smoking object in his hand.

The man was wearing a dark red cloak that was in torn to shreds at the bottom. This covered a black full body suit, which showed off his lithe form. A black head-band kept his long dark hair from falling into his eyes, which were a shocking red. But most unnerving was a clawed, golden gauntlet attached to his arm. The man jumped off the roof, and landed in front of the boy who looked astonished. He glanced back and said, "You are going to be okay." The boy nodded apprehensively, as though it was obviously meant to be a comforting statement, no amount of warmth penetrated the stranger's voice. The man held up the object, which was no longer smoking and said in the same, emotionless voice, "Leave the child alone." A woman in the mob, holding a large knife screamed, "Why do you protect the demon? He will kill us all in time!" The mob all yelled out signs of agreement, until the man began to finger the device in his hand.

The device was about a foot long, and was made of metal. At the end, it became a grip much like that of a sword, except for a lever that the man had his pointer finger resting on. The end of the weapon wasn't sharp, so it wasn't a type of sword or dagger, but it had three circular pipes, which opened at the end. Along the three pipes, the heads of snarling dogs were engraved. He brought the device up in a flash of metal, and pointed it at the woman. Before she could get out of the way, the man pulled the lever with his finger and a small explosion was heard. Smoke erupted from the device as a circular hole appeared in the woman's forehead and she collapsed, unmoving.

The cloaked man lowered the device and said, "Go home, while you still can", his voice not not even hinting at the fact he had just killed a woman. As he said these words, the group began to back away from him, only for another voice to call out, "Where do you think you're going?" As the mob turned, they saw a group dressed in black cloaks, and wearing white masks, painted to look like animals. The cloaked man turned to the boy and knelt down next to him. The boy was bleeding heavily from the stump where his hand used to be. The man looked into the boy's pain filled eyes and asked, "Who are you?" The boy was being to feel faint from blood loss, but managed to respond, "Naruto Uzumaki." The man nodded and Naruto began to drift into unconsciousness, but not before he heard the man respond, "I'm Vincent Valentine."

When Naruto awoke, he was in a hospital bed, with a heavily bandaged arm. He struggled to remember what had happened yesterday, before it all came flooding back. He slowly sat up and thought of all that he would lose because of his accident. He couldn't be a shinobi with only one hand, hand-seals would be impossible, as would wielding any type of large weapon. Taijutsu would also be awkward; having only one hand would throw off his balance. Because he couldn't be a shinobi, reaching his goal of Hokage would be impossible. As Naruto realized this his eyes began to tear up, and he was about to break down into tears when the door opened.

Vincent stood in the doorway, and walked over to Naruto. As he approached, Naruto looked a bit afraid, as if he thought he would attack him at any moment. He sat down on the edge of the hospital bed, and asked in his usual voice, "How are you feeling today?" Naruto was shocked that anyone cared enough to ask him that besides the Old Man, and he didn't even know this man. Naruto smiled and said, "I'm feeling fine." Vincent's emotionless face turned down slightly, and he said, "Don't hide your true feelings from me. You may be able to use that mask to hide from your friends, but not from me."

Naruto's smile faltered, before he broke down and began crying into the Vincent's cloaked shoulder. Vincent looked uncomfortable, as if he wasn't sure what to do, then decided to awkwardly pat the child's back with his good hand. This, if anything, made him cry harder. After a few minutes, Naruto managed to regain some composure, and pulled back, choking slightly. Naruto nodded and said, "Thank you. I needed that." Vincent nodded slightly, still looking rather uncomfortable at being touched, and threw Naruto's jumpsuit to him saying, "The Hokage wants to see you. Get dressed." He then glided out of the room, leaving Naruto to awkwardly put on his jumpsuit.

He left the room to see Vincent leaning against the wall waiting for him. They walked down the halls of the hospital, until they reached the reception desk. They approached and got Naruto signed out of the hospital, and soon they were on their way to the Hokage's office. As they walked down the streets of Konoha, hate filled glares were sent there way. Word of the riot got out, and now all of Konoha knew that the strange man in the red cloak was a "demon sympathizer". Vincent just continued to walk unfaltered, ignored any of the glares sent his way, but Naruto was having a harder time with it. After his mask of happiness was shattered, he wasn't quite sure how to act.

They entered the Hokage Tower, and the receptionist told them to go up to the Hokage's office, but to keep it quick. The quickly went up to the second floor, where Naruto proceeded to barge into the room, followed by Vincent. Upon entering the room, Naruto yelled out, "Hey old man, why did you want to see me?" The Hokage looked up from his paperwork and responded in an annoyed voice, "Naruto, I told you to stop calling me that. Anyway, I have mounds of paperwork to do, so I'll keep it blunt. This man has asked if he could train you in the arts of the shinobi, among other things. I know this man, and trust him with your safety."

Naruto looked at Vincent, as if for conformation, and when he nodded, Naruto proceeded to scream, "Yatta!" Vincent ignored Naruto's outburst, and then said to the Hokage, "I'm leaving tomorrow. Is this acceptable? I will be back by the time he's twelve." The Hokage nodded, looking pleased, while Naruto asked, "I thought you were going to be training me?" He turned to look at Naruto and said, "I will be training you. You're coming with me, and we're going to be leaving the elemental continents. By the time your twelve, you'll be strong enough to become a chunnin, if not a special Jonin."

At this statement Naruto's eyes lit up in excitement, and he began to smile like he was the luckiest man alive. The Hokage chuckled and said, "Well, if that is all, I would like to get this finished. Naruto, you should pack, because you're leaving tomorrow at five in the morning. Pack for a long while, because you won't be here for a few years." Naruto responded, "Sure thing old man", and proceeded to leap out of the window. The Hokage got up to watch him, but he was already out of eyesight. The Hokage, without turning asked, "You will look after him, won't you?" Upon getting no response, Sarutobi turned to see that Vincent had vanished without a trace. Sarutobi frowned, before walking back to his desk grumbling, "Why does no one ever use the damn door?"

At Naruto's house, said boy was stuffing all of his meager possessions into a large backpack. A second smaller backpack was filled with as many ramen packages as he could fit inside. Naruto grabbed his frog shaped wallet, which he had dubbed Gama-chan, and put it in the backpack. He then zippered it shut and left it by the door. Having nothing else to prepare, Naruto decided to turn in. It was going to be an early morning, and he wanted to be on time for a change.

When Naruto awoke, it was around four thirty. He quickly got up, had a shower, got dressed, ate a breakfast of instant ramen, and was out the door with fifteen minutes to spare. Having nothing better to do, he headed for the gates of the village to wait for his new sensei. As he walked through the village, more and more people were glaring at him. He was used to a few hate filled glares, but now it seemed every second person was doing it. Suddenly, a man rushed out of the crowd waving a knife, screaming, "I will protect my village from the demon."

Naruto turned and ran as fast as possible, but the man was still hot on his heels. As he turned another corner, a wall rushed up to greet him. The man laughed, and said, "Well demon, today you meet your end." As he ran at Naruto, the young boy squeezed his eyes shut, and waited for the pain. After a few seconds however, when no pain was felt, he opened his eyes and found the man's knife being held back by an enormous sword. The man holding the sword was dressed in black pants, and had on a black sleeveless shirt. He had spiky blonde hair, and wore a shoulder pad, covered in dull spikes. He wore white gloves, and held the huge sword like it was nothing, but it was obviously extremely heavy.

The man looked down at Naruto and smiled, before shifting his grip on the blade. He then looked over the blade at the other man, before saying, "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to pick on kids smaller then you?" He once again shifted his grip, but this time a part of the blade seemed to jump off, into the man's hand. Holding down the knife with the huge sword, now held in only one hand, he quickly slashed the attacker across the chest with the sword, before reattaching it to the huge blade. The man looked stunnned for a moment, before falling in two different directions, as his severed torso bled out. Naruto's savior turned and smiled at him, before asking, "What did you do to get him so mad?" Naruto looked downcast, and said in a low, sad voice, "Nothing. I was going to meet my sensei, and he just attacked." The man frowned and asked, "Where are you meeting him?" Naruto replied, "In front of the village gates. We're going on a training mission." The man smiled then laughed, but managed to respond, "Well I can accompany you. I just so happen to be meeting someone at the gates as well."

Naruto looked happy at this thought, and then ran out of the alley to try to get to the gates on time. The blonde man kept up with him perfectly, and yelled over to Naruto, "I'm Cloud Strife, what's your name?" Naruto yelled back, "Naruto Uzumaki." Cloud grinned and responded, "Nice to meet you." As they approached the gates, Cloud slowed down, and stopped right before smashing into the wall, but Naruto was not so lucky. Cloud winced at the cracking noise that was heard as Naruto ran full speed into the stone wall. As Naruto got back up, he looked around and said, "I don't see my sensei here anywhere." Just then a voice said from behind Naruto, "Hello." Naruto jumped in fright, before turning to see Vincent sitting on the ground, using the gate as support. Cloud waved to him, and the man nodded. The cloaked man got up, and grabbed Naruto, and together, Naruto, Vincent, and Cloud left the village.

They traveled for a little while into the forest surrounding Konoha before Cloud stopped, and pulled a machine out of the undergrowth. He sat down on the machine, and gestured to Naruto to sit behind him. The machine was large, and had two wheels. It was bulky, and had two pipes that were charred looking sticking out of the back. At the front two grips were being held onto by Cloud. Naruto hopped up onto the machine, wondering what in the world it could possibly do. As his new sensei swept back his cloak and sat down, Cloud hit a button on the machine and two compartments popped out on either side of the machine. The compartments had multiple racks in them, and Cloud sheathed his large sword into one of the racks. He then pressed another button, and the compartments retracted into the machine. Cloud then twisted his hands on one of the grips and a loud roaring filled the forest.

"Hang on", Cloud yelled over the noise, then he kicked a lever with his foot, and the machine went racing off. Naruto was holding onto Clouds waist for dear life with his one good hand, afraid of what else these strange people could do. They were obviously proficient with machinery, and looked like fighters, so he could only assume they were used to fighting. Shifting in his seat so he could see his new sensei, he yelled, "What is this thing?" Vincent looked down at Naruto and responded, "It's a motorcycle." Naruto shook his head at the strange word, and was about to question him more when Cloud shouted, "I'm going to go a bit faster. We need to be outside the Shinobi Continents by tomorrow."

Naruto looked up at Vincent and asked, "What does he mean outside of the Shinobi Continents?" Vincent instantly went into something Naruto called 'lecture mode'. This is when a question is asked of someone, and they give a long-winded and boring answer, that could be explained by simpler means. "Well, the Shinobi Continentsare where you grew up, and are also known as the five great nations. They are hidden from the rest of the world with a chakra barrier that serves to both keep out our people, as well as keep in your people. While the shinobi continents focused on the devlepoment of chakra, and the body, the world outside focused on creating technology and developing the mind. They use technology to fight, and to make tasks simpler. Like this Motorcycle. It is device we have created in order to move faster. While some still could run and keep up with this vehicle, it is easier to just ride to your destination." Naruto looked confused, but he nodded slowly as understanding came.

As night fell, Naruto became tired. He struggled to stay awake, but eventually fell asleep on the bike, gripping Cloud with his one good arm.

Naruto awoke to the roar of Clouds motorcycle. As he yawned Vincent leaned in and said, "Look ahead." Naruto leaned sideways and almost fell off the bike at what he saw. A huge shimmering wall was right in front of them, and Cloud was moving drictly towards it. Naruto knew about Chakra burns, and he knew that much chakra would burn the flesh off his bones. As they were about to hit the wall, Naruto shut his eyes, and prepared for the pain, but nothing happened. When he opened his eyes again, the chakra barrier was behind them. Cloud looked back, tapped the bike and said, "Chakra armour. It protects us from all forms of chakra."

Naruto nodded and smiled. His new life began now, and he was going to make the most of it in this strange new world. He didn't know what he would experience, but he was ready to find out. That's when he made himself a promise. he would learn as much as possible from these people, and absorb there culture. When he returned, he would pass it on to his own people. Naruto laughed at the thought. The demon of Konoha, bringing it a whole new lifestyle. He wasn't sure whether or not it would be accepted, but he was sure that Konoha would never be the same.

And that's it! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter, and remember the contest. It shouldn't be too hard to figure out where the chakra armour came from, but for all of you scratching your heads; it was introduced in the first Naruto movie, Naruto: Ninja Clash in the Land of Snow.

Note this is a prologue. The real chapters will be much longer.

Remember to review! Constuctive crititism is welcome.

Kisame Hoshigaki out!