Ascesion to Human
By
Void Walker
M for gore and slight sexual content
Supernatural/Romance
Summary: Kyuubi has always been an observer. For eons he watched, until a new creature entered his sight, one that held something that the animal god envied. So for centuries plotted and toyed with these curious cretures until one makes a mistake that would finally a change to the kyuubi, a chance to be human.
Prologue
In the beginning, the first humans were weak and powerless. They survived the rash world in witch they lived by constantly hiding from the beasts that roamed the land and using their natural cunning to hunt.
The first humans were nomads. They travelled constantly in search for food and water, and they formed tribes were the individuals lived in peace. It was a harsh life for the first humans but they were still innocent and naive. As their numbers and technology grew, they found more and more time to let their minds wander.
They learned to worship the elements that maintained them, and they learned, in time, to wield them, by pure force of their will. In order to be able to do such a feat, these primitive men had to work for decades to learn to control the raw power they gained by exerting their will upon the world.
Soon, men found many ways to unleash their inner power. Some focused so strongly in their religious beliefs that they were able to gain powers akin of those of their gods. Others learned to commune with the nature, becoming capable of manipulating life and sharing a bond with all animals, other learned to give form to their very emotions, and even tap into the forces of a mysterious world were the energy of all life went after death.
For ages the nomadic tribes prospered under the rule of those capable of performing this marvellous feats, but then it came a moment were the numbers of every tribe were so numerous that they began to compete for food and resources.
It was the beginning of the nomadic wars.
For centuries the various nomad tribes fought relentlessly, a bloody war were hundreds of thousands fought and died every day. Those among the tribes who were capable of performing any of the arts searched relentlessly for new ways to increase their power and give the upper hand to their people.
It came to a point were most of these individuals died, either in the war or performing experiments to increase their power. Soon most of the arts were forgotten, except two, whose practitioners developed to incredible extremes.
One were the spirit masters. The spirit masters had a bond with other worlds were the spirit of the dead went, and they soon learned the darkest, and most dangerous of arts, which almost ended with the destruction of all mankind.
They learned to summon the fearsome youkai, beings created by the darkest desires and ambitions of men, and whose thirst for blood and destruction was insatiable.
The spirit masters unleashed armies of these fearsome beings upon their enemies, and soon it seemed their tribes will be the ones to dominate all mankind.
But it was not to be. When all seemed lost the last practitioners of another art, the druids, found the ultimate source of power. The bijuus.
These incredibly powerful spirits were a mystery. Their power was undeniable, yet they were completely passive and incomprehensible. The bijuu's did not move, did not feed, did not breath. They were treated as statues and totems that the druids used to focus and increase their powers, sometimes even gaining the special abilities that much later will be recognised as the bloodline limits.
When the spirit masters found about this, they called upon the five youkai lords to destroy the source of the druid's power. Alas, only destruction came from this. The youkai lords rebelled against their summoners, and soon the armies of youkai were destroying the lands and slaughtering the humans.
The druids tried their best to make the bijuu fight the youkai lords, but the bijuu's remained as silent and unmoving as the first time they found them. It was only when the youkai armies began to destroy the bijuu's sanctuaries, that the world witnessed the power of the bijuu's.
The youkai were utterly destroyed in a single day, as the fire and lighting rained upon the unsuspecting youkai lords, and the armies were drowned by titanic storms and earthquakes.
In a single day new mountains were born, oceans were created, and the surface of the world was changed radically, into what would come to be the shinobi world
Peace came afterwards, for a time. The druids were wise rulers and they used the power wisely, ever fearsome of accidentally unleashing the bijuu's apocalyptic wrath upon mankind again.
But the peace was not to last. One of the smaller tribes discovered the hand seals, and with them the age of the nomads and the ancient arts died. The druids slowly disappeared, choosing the easy power that the hand seal granted over their ancient powers that demanded constant dedication.
The bijuu's were forgotten, and the hidden villages were established.
And so a new age of war and struggle began.
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"Dobe will you get a move on? We don't have all day to wait for you!" Said a black haired teen, with eyes dark as the night sky.
"What did you call me, Teme?!" screamed a very indignated blonde haired kid, dressed in a horrible yellow jumpsuit, and with mischievous blue eyes.
"You heard me dobe!" Responded angrily the black haired teen.
"Im going to kill you Fugaku-teme!!" Said the blonde haired young as he threw a punch at the aforementioned Fugaku.
The punch never connected, as he was grabbed by the neck by another black haired teen.
"Let me go Hiashi, I'm going to rip the bastard a new face!" started complaining the blonde.
"Drop it Arashi-san, you know better that anyone that your abilities are completely subpar as to be a challenge even for someone as weak as the Uchiha." Said calmly Hiashi, a raven haired teen with eyes pearly white.
"Who are you calling weak, Hyuuga?!" shouted Fugaku as his sharingan came to life.
"Who are you calling subp---thingy?!" yelled Arashi as he fell into the world's lousiest battle stance ever.
"I was just stating the truth." Said Hiashi calmly, but activating his byakugan in the process.
A soon as Hiashi said this all three teen were engaged in a free for all fight.
"STUPID GAKIS STOP IMEDIATLY." Screamed a white haired jounin with the symbol for oil on his forehead protector instead of the usual leaf symbol.
At once the fight ended, with a completely destroyed Arashi, a mildly scratched Fugaku and a barely winded Hiashi, who became the target for the combined glares of all members of Team Jiraiya.
"What? They started" Said Hiashi calmly.
Jiraiya rubbed his forehead.
"Someone grab the idiot, we have a mission." He said.
Again all eyes fell on Hiashi.
"What? Fine i get him..." he said as he grabbed the battered Arashi.
"I don't understand how he was able to even graduate..." said Fugaku to himself as he looked at Arashi.
"..." Jiraiya remained silent. In truth, Arashi was his favourite student, obnoxobius to the extreme, untalented, hot-headed...if it wasn't for him he would have killed himself after the first mission with two stuck up clan heirs.
Team Jiraiya reached the gates of the village, and they waited for a couple of hours for Arashi to awaken.
"Owww...damn bastards...you'll see...one day i going to beat all of you." He said as he awoke groggily.
"Keep dreaming dobe" Said Fugaku.
"Y-you bastard..." said Arashi weakly. He turned to look at Jiraiya.
"Oi! Ero-sensei, what are we going to do now?! Save an empire?! Defeat some demons?! Oh oh i know...we are going to find some ancient scroll with a technique that could destroy the entire world!" Said Arashi excitedly, completely forgetting his previous condition.
Jiraiya bonked the hyperactive blonde in the head.
"Shup up gaki. Okay...you trio of morons pay attention. This will be our first B rank mission, so if you screw this up one of you can end up dead or in the best case we will be performing D-rank missions until Orochimaru dates a woman." Said Jiraiya as the young gennins paled, knowing Orochimaru from the frequent conflicts between Team Jiraiya and the snake sannin and his crazed apprentice, Anko, and knowing that hell would freeze over before he dates any woman, let alone anything alive.
"I see i have your attention. We are to leave towards the forest 50 kilometres south west of the village were a great mass of bandits is gathering.
Our mission is two fold. We must scout the area and see if their numbers require backup to handle. If not, we go in, take care of them and return here to get pay. If they are too many for us to handle we will rendezvous with Chunnin Squad 29 and Chunnin Squad 12 that are patrolling the frontier with wind country to finish the mission, of course, if we can handle them alone Sandaime will probably pay more or even reclassify the mission A-rank"
"Any questions?" Asked Jiraiya.
Arashi raised his hand. "Umm...what did you mean by "taking care" do we...you know...kill them?"
Jiraiya sighed. It was a fair question. To all shinobi it came the moment were they had to take a live. Jiraiya had never liked it, but he was able to get over it...it was that part of the reason why he was training a gennin team instead of being part of the Anbu. In the end all aspiring shinobi reached a point were they had to kill, and it's a turning point in their careers and for team Jiraiya, that point had come.
"By taking care i mean either killing them or permanently incapacitate...it doesn't matter how you do it as long as you complete the mission." Said Jiraiya.
Arashi, being an orphan paled visibly, but Hiashi and Fugaku, members of much older clans and trained since they could walk were already mentally conditioned for the moment were they had to kill, and Hiashi already had his first kill in their second C-rank mission.
"Ok, let's get going." Said Jiraiya.
"Hai!" All three members of team Jiraiya said as they left towards their mission.
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Team Jiraiya reached the point were they would start the recon part of their mission after a couple of hours of "ninja run"
Perched atop a three, Jiraiya started planning their next move with his team
"Okay... Hiashi, activate your Byakugan and give us a recount of how many there are"
Hiashi quickly activated his Byakugan, and started to scan the area.
"There seems to be only about thirty...mmm...they seem to be armed with scraped weapons and they're chakra signature indicates that they are not shinobi." Said Hiashi.
"This must be an outpost...the mission report spoke that the numbers were above the hundred..." Said Jiraiya contemplatively. "You should be capable of handling this alone. Fugaku, you will lead the assault, use a fire jutsu to disperse them. Arashi you cover him. Hiashi use your byakugan to keep any of them from running or hiding. Understood?"
"Hai!"
"okay...GO!" Screamed Jiraiya
FIRE RELEASE: GREAT FIREBALL TECHNIQUE
Cried Fugaku as a great stream of fire fell in the middle of the camp, instantly turning to ash five of the bandits and making the rest start yelling and running in confusion.
Fugaku jumped in the middle of the camp as he stabbed a nearby man in the neck with a well thrown kunai.
Arashi followed shortly and they were quickly surrounded by a ring of twenty bandits.
The bandits closed on them at the unison with a battle cry and Fugaku started to effortlessly slash his way trough their ranks using kunais and sporadic fire techniques to conserve his chakra. Arashi on the other hand was locked in hand to hand combat with three bandits and was loosing ground rapidly. One of the bandits jabbed him in the gut with the hilt of his sword, and Arashi watched in horror as the bandit was about to chop his head of, when he felt a wetness on his face.
"IDIOT, DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME FIGHTING HAND TO HAND! USE YOUR KUNAIS" Shouted Fugaku as he slashed the neck of Arashi's attacker, spraying the blonde gennin with blood.
Arashi was froze, and hadn't it been by Jiraiya's intervention he would have probably been killed.
Jiraiya cursed as he saw his pupil frozen.
"Damn blonde is too soft for his own good"
Kuchiose no Jutsu!
He called and three armoured toads jumped into the fray. The battle ended quickly as the toads disposed of the bandits with their great swords.
Arashi couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't think. He had always wanted to be shinobi but this was too much...the vacant look of the men as they fell, the blood on his face...he wasn't ready.
As the sounds of battle died and he saw the bloodied clothes of his teammates as they tried to talk to him, as he saw the bodies lying around him he ran...he ran into the forest.
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"Were is that dobe going?!" asked Fugaku as he tried to ran towards him, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
"We will make camp here...tomorrow we will search for him." Said Jiraiya with a stoic face.
"But you said there are more bandits! He could get killed!" said Fugaku.
"I already took care of the rest. Hiashi is finishing the stragglers as we speak."
"But...but" stuttered Fugaku...he didn't really like the blonde but it was a fellow leaf shinobi after all.
"He needs time to sort his thoughts...tomorrow we'll go with him and we will hear his decision." Said Jiraiya
"Decision?" asked confused Fugaku
"If he wants to keep working as shinobi"
Arashi ran and ran whit his eyes closed trying to clear the images of the carnage from his mind. It was too much for him, he didn't have the conditioning to kill of his teammates, he wanted to be a shinobi to help protect the village, not to be a murderer.
After what seemed hours of running he finally stopped, and broke down crying on his knees
"im really am a dobe after all…how could I freeze like that? Its bad enough to be the most untalented gennin of my generation…but they trained me…I knew this would come eventually…" said Arashi to himself while sobbing.
It was true, Arashi had passed more for the sake of having full teams this year than for his skills. His taijutsu was terrible, he was completely incompetent at genjutsu, and he only started to learn ninjutsus different from bunshin and kawaramiri after being put in jiraiya's team, yet his chakra reserves were pitiful compared to most graduates who had been training whit their clans since they could walk, thus developing their control and chakra much more than him.
He tried, he really did, but being an orphan and having no legal guardian made it hard for him to pay for the equipment he needed, and even then he had to work several hours a day in a small ramen stand not to starve to death, so although the academy instructors were always willing to help him with extra classes he didn't have much free time for them or extra training.
"maybe im just destined to be a ramen chef all my life…I was too ambitious thinking a lowly orphan could become a "Elite Shinobi of the Noble Village of the Leaf"… stupid recruiters…" Said Arashi calming down a little.
"I cannot give up…I wanted to protect the village and be respected…I don't want to kill people…but one day one of those bandits could kill someone from the village, or even one of my team mates…but im so weak…" He said as he finally started to get up.
But when he finally saw were he was he gasped. He was in a clearing illuminated by the moon, the ground covered in the most otherworldly beautiful flowers he ever saw. Their petals were like mirrors, each one reflecting the beautiful night sky, giving the entire area an eerie glow.
But the was not what surprised Arashi.
No, what surprised Arashi was the gargantuan nine tailed fox, curled in to a ball, whit its head resting in a pillow made of its own tails staring directly at him whit the most entrancing eyes he ever saw. Arashi was not a literate boy, nor was he attuned to feel the power of other beings like most advanced shinobi, but those eyes, two glowing spheres of the purest liquid blue, moving like a storm, held powers so great that he could feel it pressing on his very soul. They looked at him whit the passivity that only something that's witnessed the birth of the world can posses.
"kami…" whispered the astonished Arashi.
Arashi though that the most obvious thing to do in the presence of this…this Thing, was to run, but something held him in place. The fox did not have fur in the normal sense, instead it had a skin that flowed in innumerable shades of green and blue. The fox-creature was engulfed in blue and green flames, constantly shifting in intensity and colour.
Arashi suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Go ahead…it has been long since The Ancient One has visitors. Go ahead and commune with him." Whispered an ancient voice behind him.
Arashi did not turn around to look at who was talking, he was too entranced by the creature in front of him, however he heard what the voice said. Ever so slowly he moved towards the gigantic fox, which was completely unmoving.
With each step Arashi felt the power of the creature pressing down on him, as if the air around him was growing unbearable heavy.
"Do not fight him…let His power flow trough you…the Ancient One does not demand anything in exchange for his power..." Said the voice behind him.
Arashi tried to ease himself, as he had been unconsciously trying to fight the fox's unnatural aura with his chakra. As soon as he did, a sensation of pure tranquillity washed over him…as if he had finally found a place in the world. He didn't notice the blissful smile that slowly formed on his face as he kept walking towards the fox.
Arashi finally reached the fox, and tentatively extended his hand to touch him. As soon as the hand touched the fox skin, the dancing flames that made up its fur wrapped around him, but they did not burn it, instead, Arashi felt himself inundated by power, by the power to do anything.
The feeling of power grew and grew as the flames danced around him, changing from blue to green and back, until they finally settled in a greenish blue. Then Arashi could only stare in amazement as the flames rushed inside of him...and the came the pain.
Arashi quickly withdrew his hand from the fox, screaming as he felt his insides twisting and burning, his muscles growing and his bones rearranging themselves. He felt as if his eyes were being burned by a red hot iron. He screamed and trashed in pain as his skin peeled of him and his blood erupted from his body in small geysers as his veins and blood vessels were destroyed, reformed and rearranged. He gasped for air as his lungs were stretched and reformed. His whole body was being destroyed and reconstructed in the most painful way possible.
As the inhuman pain started to subside, Arashi's mind finally gave into uncouncieness.
He didn't notice the form behind him that witnessed calmly the whole event.
The Last Druid, dressed in tattered leather clothes and wielding a staff marked with runes long forgotten looked at The Ancient One whit his green eyes, with three white tomoe each circling the pupil, enmarked in a face wasted by age, with deep wrinkles and scars, his white beard flowing to his waist as he kneeled in front of his god.
"I will take him back to his tribe, Ancient One." The old man said as he grabbed the bloodied form of Arashi.
He looked at the boy on his arms and smiled.
"Maybe one day he will replace me as the last druid...maybe. The last three just took the power and left... how... ungrateful."
Ten years later.
It was three in the morning and the recently named Yondaime was sitting in front of the forbidden scroll, studying the fearsome shiki fuujin, a technique, that although few remember was created by the spirit masters themselves in a last effort to subdue the youkai lords they summoned.
The Yondaime remembered that fated mission every day, as it was a turning point on his life. It was the day Arashi the dobe died, and konoha's yellow flash was born. He never told anyone about the fox creature, or the estrange transformation he went trough. The next day from his fantastic encounter he was sleeping soundly in a tent whit the rest of his team and when he awoke he felt better than ever.
The changes quickly were made evident in the training with Jiraiya were he absorbed jutsu after jutsu, his speed, strength reaction time, chakra reserves were off the charts...and by his ability to understand all seals almost instinctively.
He became a prodigy, surpassing his team mates quickly and becoming jounin first of the three, he took a team and trained them, with somewhat tragic result that heavily weight on his memories.
It was true, the Yondaime became a shadow after the war whit iwa. He never really got over his hatred for dead, and the death of Obito and the desertion of Rin was the last straw he needed to fall into a deep depression.
So he ever so slowly, in the countless sleepless night he wallowed in self pity, cursing himself for being too weak. And then his mind would wander back to the fox and his incredible power.
And then his mind started to form a grim resolution.
He would never be weak again. He was going to go back to the fox, but this time he would not settle for the ridiculous power he got the first time, that only served to make him think he was something when in truth he let his pupils and himself down.
He was going to take ALL of the fox's power.
His mind was finally made when he heard the new of the sealing of a beast that seemed related with the fox, the Shukaku in suna.
And today he was doing the last alterations to the shiki fuujin not only to seal the fox in himself, but to make sure his soul survived, allowing him full use of the power of the beast.
"Obito, Rin, i swear i will never let anyone down." He though, as he rolled the scroll and left in a flash of yellow to see the beast.
He had visited the creature several times in the past, but when he went the beast no longer had the coat of flames, appearing instead as dull blue moss covered statue, nor did he hear the voice that commanded him to get close to the beast the first time.
The hokage arrived to the clearing, looking at the beast, but kneeling in front of the beast was an ancient man.
"Ah, so you return...but i can feel why." He said turning to look at Arashi with scowl on his face.
"Who are you?" asked Arashi in a demanding tone, he wasn't about to let anyone get in his way. He was doing was best for the village, for the world.
"Im the Last Druid of the tribe of the leaf. And you my boy are an ungrateful brat that comes here after being gifted by the Ancient One believing you can steal his powers."
Said the Last Druid, as he slammed his runned staff in the ground, which tremble for a moment, before gigantestic vines shot towards the Yondaime.
"What is this? Mokuton?" Asked the hokage as he ran trying to avoid the surprisingly fast vines and get close to the mysteries elder.
He sent a try pronged kunai at the old druid and jumping to avoid another vine coming towards him screamed.
HIRASHIN KUNAI KAGE BUNSHIN NO JUTSU!
The special kunai multiplicated in a hundred, sailing towards the ancient who just stood his ground with a grave expression on his face
"Pitiful. Many have tried before you buy none can take the power of the Ancient One...now WITNESS THE POWER OF THE OLD WAYS, MURDEROUS THIEF!" cried the old druid extending his hand towards the the blonde the mass of kunai, and with a wave a huge surge of red lighting exploded from his fingertips, vanishing the shadow kunais and melting the real one in to nothingness.
The Yondaime was still falling from his jump, noticed that not only his kunais were destroyed, but that the vines were still lunging towards him.
He used use shinshin to teleport to a place were the old man couldn't see him.
He appeared a little ways outside the clearing.
"Holy shit...he uses mokuton and raiton without even using seals. What is that dude? He asked.
"so you choose to hide in the shadows like the murderous thief you are... you shinobis are a disgrace, thinking that force solves everything...the power you could have had you pledged yourself to the Ancient One instead of running to get vain glory in that decadent village" said the old man to the forest, still standing in the same position as he first attacked the Yondaime.
The Yondaime jumped atop a three, trying to get a shot at the mysteries man.
The ancient suddenly turned towards the tree were the Yondaime was hiding, his green eyes blazing and their three tomoes spinning wildly. Arashi barely had time to see them glow for a second before he was completely trapped by the very tree in witch he was standing.
"Damn it !" said Arashi as the tree bent himself so Arashi was at eyelevel with the old man.
"Such disrespect for the powers of Nature. You really honour your kind, shinobi, proud and foolish as the best of your kind." Said the powerful elder.
Arashi, the legendary yellow flash had been defeated by what seemed to be an octagenary.
"What are You?! Asked Arashi, trying to buy time while he gathered his chakra to perform a technique he learned from Hiashi.
"As i said im the last druid of the leaf tribe, also know as the first fire shadow and much to my regret, founder of the village hidden in the leaves..." Said the old man.
"S-Shodaime? That's impossible; you would be two hundred years old! You lie! Said Arashi, cursing mentally for having lost focus on his chakra by the impression.
"ah...shodaime, that how they called me, before my foolish brother decided to forgot the ancient one and embrace the shinobi's murderous ways...now what can i do with you...the Ancient One takes you as a child, gives you the power to fulfil your dreams freely, and now you came here to try and seal him away like he was some filthy youkai...not even the spirit masters were so foolish...you will remain here, in his presence until you die and your body is absorbed by the forest. I will not taint this place by spilling your blood" Said the old man, as he turned and left.
Arashi stood there shocked by the old mans revelation and powers, but shock quickly turned into anger.
"He may be the shodaime but he is so full of himself...hiding here with that thing instead of using his power to help others..."
He gathered his chakra.
KAITEN
The wood resisted the burst of chakra at first, before it exploded outwards.
Arashi walked towards the inert for of the fox, before he the ground around him started to quake, and the skies to cloud.
Arashi jumped to avoid two vines going towards him, only to see the shodaime appear in front of the fox in a swirl of leaves, with a face of the purest anger the young hokage ever saw.
"You persist fool?...SO.BE.IT!" The inert fox bursted with the flames that the Yondaime remembered on his first encounter, and the the flames rushed into the shodaime, while the vines that pursued the Yondaime feel limply to the floor and Arashi stared amazed at the transformation that the shodaime was undergoing.
The shodaime grew orange fur all across his body, while his jaw elongated, powerful claws appeared on his hands, the tomoes on his eyes began to spin faster and faster until only a white ring could be distinguished and a furry tail appeared on his back. His muscles bulged impossibly, making him double in size, until he stood 9 feet tall over the Yondaime.
The werefox growled, turning his now yellow and slited eyes towards the Yondaime.
"You will die here, shinobi" said the creature in a deep animalist voice, spitting the word shinobi as if it was an insult.
Arashi finally saw himself in a dire situation and prepared himself for what could probably be the battle of his life.
Kage bunshin no jutsu!
He shouted as a thousand of clones popped around him. The creature that once was the shodaime growled and with a battle cry the clones launched themselves at the beast who cut down the clones effortlessly.
Arashi remained behind, waiting for opening. He saw the fox creature turn for a second to deal with a group of clones that were attacking him from behind, while he commanded his clones to throw their kunais at the shodaime.
The hundred of kunais flew towards the being, who let out a powerful roar that knocked most of the kunai out of curse and dispelled several dozen clones.
Arashi however felt that one of the reached his destination. He gathered his chakra on his hand, and with a flash he appeared behind the creature.
RASENGAN! He shouted.
The rasengan entered the werefox before exploding inside of the creature, sending a geyser of blood and entrails all over the clearing.
The Yondaime stood there panting. The powers that that so called druid had amazed him, but he probably hadn't been in a series battle against a shinobi in a long time.
Yondaime rested for a moment, and the he felt it.
A feeling of the most profound rage, the most monstrous killing intent he ever felt, and the greatest power that he could imagine.
He slowly turned around to see the nine tailed fox awakening.
The spots on his skin were the blood of the shodaime fell were tainted red, and the taint was spreading all over the bijuu's body.
Arashi started to perform the seals for the shiki fuujin, but then the ground below him disappeared as red fiery chakra exploded from the creature.
He was blow away several hundred meters, and when he opened his eyes what he saw chilled him to the core. The fox was now standing, his fir ablaze with the red chakra that flowed from his body. The clouds were swirling around the creature, as red bolts of lighting fell from the sky. And then the creature moved.
Towards konoha.
"Damn it! What have I done?!" he shouted, and he found the needed strength to stand, despite the exhaustion he felt from the battle with the supposed shodaime and the burns product of the chakra that exploded from the bijuu.
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In the village hidden in the leaves a people were being evacuated to the hokage monument, as the most titanic hailstorm seen since the forgotten days of the nomadic wars raged in the skies, red bolts of lighting falling on the streets as people ran for their lives and tried to avoid the fist sized pieces of ice and fight the bestial winds.
Many shinobi were releasing their chakra trying to contain the winds for long enough for the civilians to escape, while the hospital worked overtime, since the moment the storm began almost the entire Uchiha clan had to be hospitalized, due to a strange anomaly on their bloodline that was suddenly causing them excruciating pain, to the point that several dozen clan members gouged their eyes out, add to that aburames being attacked by their own kikai bugs and inuzukas and their partners entering a blind rage and attacking at random.
Then the fox was finally spotted in the distance.
All of the village available shinobi, mostly members of the Hyuuga, yamanaka, nara and akimichi clans and other smaller families were called to try to stop the beast, who simply made the ground below them open and swallow wave after wave of shinobi, while many others died from the bolts of lighting.
Jiraiya looked at the carnage with a grim face.
He was a mostly know as a pervert, yes, but a less seen aspect of the toad sennin was that of a VERY wise man…hey, you don't get to be sannin without having your share of quirks. He never had the knowledge of jutsus of the traitor Orochimaru, or the physical fitness and genjutsu ability of the slug princess, but he was probably one of the most knowledgeable men in all the elemental nations. He loved reading, and not only perverted novels. He devoured every single scroll, legend and piece of literature he could get his hand on, and was the sole owner of the greatest library of lore and ancient history in the world.
So when he saw the storm, and then the effect it had on the Uchihas, Inuzukas, and aburames, he knew that those incredibly ancient and fantastic leyend he enjoyed so much were not a leyend, but a very terrific reality.
He had already heard of the appearance of the Shukaku, but he believed that the Shukaku was some greater youkai, never one of the bijous he heard about, since its powers seemed so limited…but now, witnessing the events, and having read of how the Uchihas and inuzukas came from an ancient tribe of nomads that worshipped one of the bijous, and how all animals were under the command of the nine great spirits…he knew, and he feared.
Something or someone was awakening the bijuu, and only from what he read, the last time they awakened the world changed drastically.
So now he prepared himself mentally to fight the one of the most, if not the most powerful being on existence.
"Were is that idiot Arashi?!" he cursed, as he prepared himself to what could well be the last fight of his life, of the leaf village, and by the looks of it, seeing as he was fighting the nine tailed bijuu, who was fabled as the one that could bend all life, elements and even death itself with its godlike power, of mankind.
KUCHIOSE NO JUTSU!
He shouted, as gamabunta appeared behind him.
"Jiraiya why do you call me I was just having a barbe…ooooh shit no. oh my god. OH MY GOD. YOU DIDN'T?" Said the toad boss panicking, and who would have paled as a ghost if toad could change colour.
"I didn't what? I just want help fighting that fox there." Said Jiraiya trying to sound as nonchalantly as possible, witch only served to enrage the toad.
"YOU WANT ME TO FIGHT FATHER?! ARE YOU INSANE?! YOU HUMANS ARE GOING TO GET WHATS COMING TO YOU IF HE IS SO MAD!!!"
Jiraiya processed the word of the toad for a second.
"F-father? If you are a toad and he is a fox!" Asked Jiraiya, despite his impatience from getting into the fray and avoiding more shinobis from dying.
"He is the father of everything you idiot! How do you humans call it…he is kami made fox! Even the other bijous are pushovers compared!" said the toad angrily.
Jiraiya let the gravity of the situation. The kyuubi was not a natural spirit, which was bad. Not a youkai lord which could be worse. HE WAS A FRICKING GOD!
"Oh shit…so if we fight we are screwed and if we don't…we are also screwed. Lets go gama, i always knew we will die in a glorious battle." Said Jiraiya trying to sound brave but failing miserably.
"we…WE?! STUPID GOD DAMN SUMMONING CONTRACTS! IF WE GET OUT OF THIS ALIVE IM GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU BECOME THE FAMOUS DICKLESS HERMIT!" Said the toad as hesitantly began to move towards the maelstrom of destruction that was the kyuubi.
As the got close a kunai sailed towards the hermit who caught in the air, and with a flash, a very battered Arashi was there.
"Gaki! Were were you? You are the damn hokage, you should be there when we are under attack by a god!" Exclaimed Jiraiya, as they gamabunta kept advancing towards the kyuubi.
"Ero-sennin…I know how to stop him…but in going to need you to promise me something first." Said Arashi seriously.
"Sure gaki, you know you can count on me." Said Jiraiya.
"Whatever result from this jutsu…take care of it." Said Arashi, before leaping towards the fox performing the seals for the modified shiki fuujin.
Nobody saw the shinigami, appear, a being that was the cuspide of the art of the spirit masters, created to be capable of burning the very energy of life, that is eternal and reused constantly, to trap or destroy the even the most powerful beings.
But when the shinigami stared into the eyes of the kyuubi, the mind that was given via the sacrifice of thousands of people by the spirit masters, knew, that this was one being that it could never be destroyed, for to destroy the kyuubi would be to destroy the fabric that holds the world together. And he also knew that the one that dared to try such thing had to be punished.
"THIS CREATURE IS BEYOND MY REACH, MORTAL…" said the shinigami to Arashi, for who time had stopped momentarily.
"What? Then do something to stop him!" Said arashi panicking at the knowledge that the end of his village would be due to his foolishness.
The fox stared at the shinigami for a moment.
"HE DEMANDS YOUR BODY IN RETURN FOR THE SURVIVAL OF YOUR TRIBE" said the shinigami
Arashi had no time to speak as he felt his soul being sealed in the deepest corners of his mind, while the kyuubi took its place, filling his body and turning tit into a child for unknown reasons.
And so were once Arashi Kazama and the Kyuubi no Kitsune stood, now only Uzumaki Naruto remains