Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto if I did I wouldn't be writing this fic and be somewhere in the Caribbean drinking champagne on a beach.

This is a female Naruto Fic with a lot of influence from Hellsing and abilities from HunterXHunter

this will be in hellsing crossover section as well as Naruto

Naruto is Zaiaka Uzumaki, A strong-headed, determined, 12-year-old girl with a willpower of steel, She is cunning and streetwise from living as a thief on the Village streets and one of thee most outrageous pranksters ever known, if she wants something she'll do everything possible to get it. She loves the thrill of battle; the only academy student able to be on equal ground with her is Uchiha Sasuke, has a very short and EXPLOSIVE FUSE! DO NOT PISS OFF THIS SADISTIC GIRL!

Chapter one

Death is Only The Beginning

The evening sun was beautiful, yet sad as it disappears into the horizon the darkness of night closing in with the cold colors seemed to make the air dreamy, when in fact it just hidden the nightmare.

It was so surreal, for all of them, like it didn't happen it wasn't supposed to happen… but it did, it was both a nightmare but not a nightmare; it was reality.

Zaiaka Uzumaki, one of thee most determined headstrong girl, no person they ever knew the street-wise vixen of pranks that both humiliated yet made Konohagakure, The Village Hidden in the Leaves rock with laughter, The sight of over twenty ANBU ops chasing after her laughing form, copper-fire hair flashing in the sunlight as she sped away, gave her the nickname she took pride in, Flash-Fire fox or Wildfire Zaiaka. Though it could explain her very explosive temper, and her tendency to always speak her mind… bluntly.

She was strong, so strong people wondered if she was somehow related to her, by anger issues alone, of coarse no one was suicidal enough to say that to her face.

All these memories flowed through the minds of her squad, her teammates Haruno Sakura, Uchiha Sasuke and their sensei Hatake Kakashi as they stared at the new roadside grave. The grave of their squad member who was laying so stilly, bright cyan eyes that so filled with life gorged out by the slash of a kunai.

Kakashi's one eye flowed a salty river; a raging surge of guilt and remorse filled his entire being. He had failed in the most dishonorable way, he had failed himself as a sensei, he should have known that there could have been more then the Demon Brothers, they had traveled without incident all the way to the Land of Waves. They attacked he thought they were the only ones there, he decided to give his students some experience under their belts.

Sakura defended the client; Sasuke took their mobility, and Zaiaka's Tsunade like strength disabled them at the cost of a few poisoned claw gashes. He remembered the proud smile that lit up her face at her first real fight, before the shock and agony ripped through it as the headhunter broadsword of the Demon of the Mist slice through her right arm… horizontally. Kakashi grit his teeth painful at the memory, the last memory of those sapphire blue eyes that she inherited from her father, filled with agonizing shock and confused terror before they disappeared with a flash of a kunai and a bust of blood. The screams from Sakura's throat acknowledged that this had happened, and brought Kakashi to the fatal mistake: The Demon Brothers was the first attack while Zabuza was the second and while they aimed for the bridge builder, the basturd aimed for her. And it was a morbid tactic but it worked, his genin students never faced death (Sasuke just saw the dead bodies of his clan before he went to Itachi) and here is their comrade mutilated and screaming in suffering and cover in her own blood. The shock of the sight had frozen them in shocked fear: easy targets.

But not him, and if there any satisfaction he got from the situation, it would be from the look of shock on Zabuza's face when he engaged him. He may not become an avenger for the rest of his life but he wasn't as sure as hell going to capture the son of a bitch, he was going to kill him for this.

He was toe to toe with the devil swordsman, said swordsman barely defending before he decided to go really low. He had picked up Zaiaka's shredded form and held her up as a shield, knowing that she was still alive.

Kakashi realized that that was the first time he truly hated some one with every ounce of his being, and he would never forget the sight.

Zabuza clutching the back of her neck in front of him her bloody form struggling even now with wounds that would've killed a grown man, her refusal to die so strong. Her right arm still bleeding a flood, sliced horizontally in half and hanging uselessly by her blood-spattered body, The red life-force staining her dark blue shirt black and her open orange jacket maroon, soaking her Karate pants and then dripping off her open sandal feet into a growing puddle below. Even then Zaiaka Uzumaki had shown her headstrong pride to never stop fighting.

Zaiaka wore arm warmers that had hidden purpose, hidden three-foot long knives. With a quick movement that shocked the hell out of everyone- you would be to given her half dead condition – her blade shot out, Zabuza let her go with a cry rage and pain with the gift of an injury that made his arm useless for a week. How ever that to came with the price of Zabuza's rage.

Before Kakashi could even move, Zabuza chopped her left arm cleanly from her shoulder before then stabbing through her back. The hell-chilling scream that tore through the air will haunt them for the rest of their lives.

Kakashi literally hit himself in the face to get him out of the haunting memory.

"Sensei we're ready to go" he looked down at his remaining students.

Their backs were still turned to him their traveling packs ready, still blankly staring at the grave.

Sakura was also reviewing what happen she knew she change, seeing the death of her friend her teammate die so horribly, had killed her too. Gone was the sweet fan girl know-it-all, shattered by reality and absorbed by the twisted inner side of her that could deal with the violence of Shinobi life, Inner Sakura was now Sakura forever and she mourned the death of the only girl that protected her, gave he a backbone and introduced her to her Best friend and rival Ino. Sakura cried for her big sister in all but blood and she mourned for the death of innocence.

He would not get away with this.

Zabuza was cornered by their sensei disabled by Zaiaka's last stand only to get away with the help of that little Hunter-nin shit.

Tazuna nearly shit himself when Kakashi shushined in front of him with an aura of rage that would have made the Kyuubi impressed (in fact he was, not that team 7 know that).

He spoke only two words.

Info. NOW.

Tazuna would have been a complete suicidal idiot to not spill the beans

Sakura felt no sympathy what so ever for the deceiving old man's plight, in fact later on that night Tazuna would describe her once vibrant light jade eyes were now chips of dark emerald ice. Sakura's eyes were like Nairebis forest of Snow Country, a forest of darkness and frost without a breath of life, a dead forest.

Those dead emeralds now silently watch her sister's resting place, a dead bitter smile spread a cross her face as she scanned her memories of her life. A chuckle escaped her lips causing stares thrown her way.

The chuckles evolved into giggles into laughter then into harsh hysterics.

"It was stupid, so stupid."

Just a day ago she asked her crush for a date thinking to be his future wife, Zaiaka saying sardonically in the background like that's going to make her stronger.

And now she realized she was a Shinobi, a soldier for her village and country, and all she every thought about was a fucking blind date. And Zaiaka's dead.

She felt a hand squeeze her shoulder, Sakura found that she spoke aloud and while that stop her demented laughter her dead bitter grin still was painted on her face. She shook Kakashi's consoling hand off her before burying her teammate along with Sasuke who gave her a nod and help her.

Since Kakashi was tired from the battle; on crutches and in need of bed rest, it was decided that that week they would stay and protect Tazuna but once their strength is retuned, the mission was canceled. All three of them wanted revenge BIG TIME but their sensei was injured and their teammate was dead, they were in no condition mentally to complete it. Kakashi told the old liar that Zabuza was either dead or injured and down for at least two weeks max so if he wanted to finish his bridge now would be a good time to turbo build or whatever.

When they were done burying their teammate they were about to leave when someone decided to be accidentally suicidal.

"Humph, all this emotion for a little useless rat, you leaf ninja are a disgrace just as she was".

All three Demon Brothers after the battle were stripped and interrogated, however since their master abandon them they were loose tongue, which was probably lucky for them because at that point the vibe from what was left of Squad 7 would've made Ibinki run for the hills. They were tied to a tree on the roadside 6-feet away from the grave.

What happened next was both expected but surprising.

Sakura was in front of the rouge mist-nins in three seconds, Sakura's fist pulled a dark rage in her dead emerald eyes.

"Let me show you what that useless rat taught me, FUCKER!" she slammed her fist into Daru's face. Blood, shattered bone and brain matter exploded showering everyone near them with blood but Sakura wasn't done with her hand still clutched inside the dead head she got a good grip before ripping it entirely from the body, followed by the geyser of red from the neck.

Mijika and Gizo sat extremely still, they was tied in the middle, the still bleeding corpse of their siblings in the middle of them hell, the brothers didn't even breathe. Inwardly they kicked themselves in the head, there was a saying in the mist,

Life is a dream; Death is reality.

This was not a little girl in front of them, it was a newborn killer with eyes of death, the other one the pale boy was no longer giving off the vibe of arrogance, but only thick hatred and angry calculation, Sasuke had a large Kunai knife in his hand and the glint in his pitch-black eyes said one thing:

'Come on GIVE me an excuse'

These two genin are not children but Shinobi, blood stained her face and the girl didn't even blink. Both of them woke up from the dream every ninja does in his/her life and they knew if he even made a movement, they would kill him.

Two hands grabbed the shoulders of the newborn killers.

"Enough, let's get this mission over with," stated Kakashi his voice hard.

" And for you, you can just rot and hope Zabuza's forgiving." And with that his genin and he began walking down the road toward Tazuna's house.

"YOU'RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE US HERE?" yelled Gizo, now that the bloodthirsty genin were well out of reach.

"We are an injured team that needs a week's rest and then Leaf Village is two weeks traveling, Tazuna who is your target lives about 4 hours away and we're not in a good condition mentally and a member short, (the Jonin said the last part very darkly) and I'm not about to travel with dangerous P.O.W.S besides unless you want to die we'll gladly help." Was the reply.

That shut Gizo's mouth.

Team 7 walked off out of sight leaving the stripped prisoners bound to the tree with the corpse of their brother beside them.

'…..Well, this sucks' both of them thought.

"Hey Mijika, What's that fox-thing doing?"

Mijika looked where Gizo was looking at… and stared.

A giant black fox that look part wolf or dog sat at the grave of the Leaf girl with flaming hair, it was a terrifying creature his fur was flowing shadows and it was non-stop staring at the grave, and it had three long tails waving behind him.

'Holy shit, where the hell did that thing come from?'

The creature turned to look at them with a grin that should no ways appear on a normal animal, not including the fact that it had EIGHT PAIRS OF SLIT-CRIMSON EYES.

'…Well… I just answered my own question didn't I' was numbly his next thought.

Both human and monster stared at each other, one with amusement the others with shock and fear before the fox-dog turned back to the grave and sat there staring at it… for five hours; But neither brother didn't dare take their eyes of the beast, knowing if it wanted to, it could rip their throats out in one movement. Then finally the monster fox moved from its grave guardian position… what happen next would destroy the brothers' reasoning of what is reality.

The devil-beast lifted his front leg and then biting it off completely without even making a whimper of pain; the appendage fell with a rush of dark red-black blood as if the fox was dead to begin with. The cast-off arm began twitching before it itself began melting into blood. The grave it landed on acted like the driest sponge in the world and greedily adsorbed the unholy liquid.

A few minutes later, not a trace of the blood existed.

Mijika and Gizo looked back at the fox only to have their eyes bulge at the sight. Instead of gushing blood, a black mass of squirming shadows swirled from the wound they sprouted from before converging together and then turning into a leg of a fox-best as if it never had been cut off in the first place.

It was to much for the Rouge-nin brothers, their training never said anything about this, the stress from terror made Gizo shutdown and go unconscious, while Mijika was cursing himself for being mentally stronger slam his head against the tree he was tied too, not caring if it gave him a concussion, as long it would get him out of this hellish nightmare.