AN: Hello everyone! This is the first chapter of my new story. This idea has been dwelling inside my brain for a long time. In the elemental nations we know there are cults to gods such as when Hidan worshipped his god. My idea focuses on the fact that there could be even more "dark" gods out there that can gift powers to their chosen. It will not be an official xover but in my usual style I will take inspirations from many other sources, primarily dark cults such as Twilight's hammer from WoW and other cults that worship dark gods.

The MC will be dark, perhaps as dark as Lilith from my last story but we shall see how far that corruption goes.

Warnings: Blood, gore, black magic, insanity, and all that great stuff our parents say their kids should stay away from but they do anyway.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the references I will use alongside the story.

Anyway, without further delay, here is my latest work.

The Dark Champion

Chapter 1

Embrace Madness

(Hidden Leaf Village – 12 years after the Kyuubi Attack)

Several candles flickered in the darkness of the room, illuminating the disturbing sight of a grown man gagged and tied down in the middle of a circle of violet runes. Each one glowing with an eerie light.

Around the circle of runes, a figure in a dark cloak that sent her face into shadow paced around the man and continued to chant in a strange language that made the man feel as if ants were crawling around his brain. He could not understand the words, but a dark voice seemed to speak inside his head in perfect English, "(They drink your fear, it is the blood of life. Do not fear, your death serves a greater purpose. To feed their hunger.)"

The girl took out a knife from the waist of her cloak. The knife radiated evil as the curved blade glowed with a nihilistic aura. In the center of the curved blade an engraved eyelid opened to reveal living eye that glowed with malicious intent as the girl raised the knife higher.

This time in English the girl, violet eyes glowing with malice and insanity says "For the glory of the old ones!" With those words she struck the knife down, the curved blade sinking into the flesh easily to pierce the man's heart.

As the blade sunk into the man his eyes flew open as wide as they could go and glowed with a bright light as he screamed in agony. The light in his eyes eventually spread to his mouth as well and a pale ghost like wisp flew out of every opening in the man and entered into the eye of the knife, sent to feed one of the outer gods.

Relishing the feeling of another sacrificial kill for a few more moments she removed the blade, unnaturally clean of any blood after just entering the heart of a grown man.

Standing she placed the sacrificial knife back into her belt before removing her hood, revealing a mane of light blond hair that reached to the nape of her neck.

Opening her eyes again she extended her hand, causing a beam of darkness to shoot out of her hand and disintegrate the now soulless corpse on the ground.

The man had been a simple pickpocket that had volunteered to be her next sacrifice when he had attempted to mug her on the way to the academy.

Sighing again with pleasure she stood up and walked outside the room that revealed a small forest clearing. The place she had called home away from home for the past six years.

She still remembered the day fondly. Six years ago when her world was shattered and she met her god.

(Flashback)

The tale began when she was just born, one minute before her twin brother, Naruto. A joyous day turned to tragedy when the doctors discovered that she had contracted a rare condition that while in the womb most of her chakra was transferred into her brother. Increasing his reserves by double while leaving her with barely the required amount to ever become a ninja. And even then she would never be able to be a ninjutsu wielder.

Then, not even hours after this devastating news, a masked intruder broke into the hospital and stole her brother, using him as hostage to extract the Kyuubi from her mother and bring devastation to the village.

Thankfully, the third Hokage was able to use an ancient and forbidden seal to bind the Bijuu to the few hours old Naruto.

Unfortunately, the tragedy did not end there, as the Fourth Hokage's wife, Kushina, died from her wounds and the pain of extracting the Kyuubi.

This left her father, Minato Namikaze, alone to raise two children with his duties as Hokage as well as trying to fix the turmoil that the village was undergoing due to the attack on the village. This left him away from the house for days at a time, leaving the children with a carefully screened ANBU.

The result of all this stress and grief turned Minato into a much harsher man than before. Instead of the bright and cheery man that the village had elected as Hokage, a stern and harsh man had taken his place.

And so with only an ANBU as a caretaker, the two Namikaze children were largely left parentless. Due to this isolation the two children, Naruto and Mito, grew almost inseparable.

They had a good life, maybe not one full of love and affection like other children, but good. They relished the occasional visit from their father, who nearly always came home late at night, long after they had gone to bed and left the house in the early hours of the morning.

While he was stern and often harsh in his words he was still their father, and they loved spending time with him.

However, their lives were changed forever when on their sixth birthday, Minato announced he would be training her brother, and only him, in the family techniques.

Of course being at the young age of six she couldn't understand that she was different from her brother. The fact that she was cursed at birth by having a civilian level of chakra, or the fact that the Kyuubi was sealed within her brother.

So as a typical six-year-old she cried and pouted, complaining endlessly about not being able to train, until Minato simply snapped and told her to go to her room.

This decision by Minato sparked a rift between their family.

Being too young to understand the consequences of his actions Naruto began bragging about getting special treatment from their father to Mito, turning more and more arrogant as the days past.

And then, on the one day Minato always spent with her instead of at work he decided to instruct Naruto some more something snapped inside of her.

She remembered that time fondly now. Because it was the moment when she realized her destiny and purpose.

Storming into her room she flew into a rage and cried for hours, knowing that at that moment her brother was getting special attention from their father on the one day of the year that Minato always spent with her.

"It's not fair! I hate him! I hate them both!" She screamed in rage, throwing a stuffed teddy bear against the wall in anger.

She had never felt such anger in her short years of life. She felt emotions that no child her age should feel. A sense of betrayal, anger, a resentment filled her head.

"I wish I was strong like them. Enough to beat them up." She muttered to herself, still sniffling as she held back tears. "I would do anything."

What the young Mito did not realize, or rather any mortal at the time realize. Was that there were many eyes upon her family, not all of them mortal. The prophecy that would decide if the world would fall or continue on as it was. The prophecy that convinced Minato to start training Naruto had been uttered by the Great Toad Sage, stating that a child would bring ruin or peace to the elemental nations had attracted the attention from the current pantheon of gods as well as other more malignant beings.

However, divine law stated that no immortal power could interfere with a prophecy child, but that protection did not extend to the child's family. The father was too intelligent and wary to be corrupted, but the daughter of the family was perfect for those who desired to disrupt the prophecy.

So when Mito uttered the words that she would do anything for power, one of these beings acted. One of the great old ones, gods that were banished after a terrible war by the pantheon outside of the world to forever look upon it, but never to rule again.

While they were sealed away, they could still influence the world in other ways.

And so the most powerful of the old gods extended its power to the girl, and began to whisper inside her mind.

Mito lay on her bed, exhausted after the range of emotions she had experienced, tears drying on her face as she fell asleep.

(Dream)

Mito slowly opened her eyes and blinked as she saw nothing but darkness. Standing up she noticed there was no floor but she was floating in space.

Panicking she looked around frantically. Before she could call out in terror a voice spoke through the void, its tone demanding her attention and respect.

"Greetings child. Do not be afraid."

Calming down slightly now that she had something to focus on she hesitantly spoke "Hello? Who are you?"

"All names have power child. Mine is far too powerful for mortal lips. For now, you can refer to me as The Old One." The voice responded, its voice seemingly coming from around the void and within her brain at once.

Mito continued to looks around the void, trying to find the source of the voice but the darkness was absolute "Where are you? Why can I not see you?"

"My form would drive any mortal to insanity. One such as you cannot understand a concept that humanity was not designed to do. Do not fret child. I will not harm you. I simply wish to give you a gift."

"A gift?" Mito asked, perking up at the idea of getting something. Her birthday had gone largely ignored by her father and family friends in favor for her brother, who had been gaining more attention in recent years as a prodigy.

"Yes. I heard your plea for power. Power enough to match your brother…and your father. I can offer you enough power to be stronger than them combined, strong enough to gain everybody's respect and attention." The voice declared grandly.

Mito stared ahead in awe at the offer from the being. Power enough to surpass her father? But everyone said he was the strongest in the world! But, despite being six she was very intelligent for her age. So she could not help but be wary of the offer. The ANBU who took care of them always said to be careful when talking to strangers. Looking up into the void she asked a simple question that would define the rest of her life, "But…why would you give me that power?"

…. The voice was silent, as if surprised by her boldness to question anything of him. She was slightly scared the being left her here before a laugh echoed throughout the void and from within her head "Ha ha ha haha! You are intelligent indeed for a child of your kind. Yes, as you will learn there is a price for everything in your life. In this case my request is simple…"

Mito suddenly clutched her head as if there was something crawling inside her brain. For the first time she saw something shifting inside the darkness. Long tendrils, longer than anything she had ever seen before. They each stretched for miles, perhaps even larger than even all of Konoha.

Stepping back slowly the irritation inside her head increased even further as it was revealed exactly what had been communicating with her. She could barely see it, only an outline. But that was enough for her to barley comprehend what she saw.

Enough to drive most humans mad with fear.

Her mouth quirked up into an insane smile as her once blue eyes began to glow purple.

"All that I ask. Is for your total devotion to my image. For you to fight in my name and spread chaos and destruction in your wake. To become my champion!" The being, no, the god echoed to the surrounding void.

Mito stared in awe, the buzzing inside her head slowly becoming a comfortable sensation. Was this what madness felt like? She did not know; she was only six after all. But despite her age she knew one thing.

She had found her purpose.

Reveling in the madness, a mad grin stretched creepily across her young face, Mito spoke, sealing her fate.

"I accept."

"Good…You will find two objects that will help you in your quest for power. Once you have mastered those two items. I will bestow upon you more power. For now, take my blessing, and awake!"

Just before waking up from this lucid dream Mito managed to see one glimpse.

One small glimpse.

But it was enough.

A glowing slitted eye, larger than even the Hokage tower. An eye that radiated ancient knowledge and madness on such a scale she passed out the second she caught a glimpse of it.

(Reality)

Mito awoke with a gasp, wondering if it was all just a strange dream.

Slowly standing up her foot impacted something solid, something metal.

Looking down her eyes widened at what was on the floor.

A large mace rested on her carpet. The head of it completely made out of a dark metal except for the sides of the face, where a slitted eye were engraved. The handle of the weapon extended nearly three feet and had a small counter weight on the end, to help balance the massive hammer.

Turning her attention there was another weapon. Unlike its massive counterpart the second weapon was rather small in comparison, but no less unique. It was a beautifully curved dagger, with a hand guard that had spikes to protect the hand. The blade was pure white, as if carved from bone or ivory. Glowing purple runes were edged into the blade, making for a rather ethereal companion to the mace.

Looking back at the mace she wondered how she was expected to wield such a massive weapon. As she was now she would only be able to use the dagger.

"Think of it as a test. Be able to wield my hammer and you will prove yourself worthy of it. Prove yourself worthy of it, and worthy to represent myself through the effort it takes to wield it. As for now, the dagger shall serve your purposes."

Mito jumped as the voice of the god she had met in her dream…vision? Spoke inside her head.

However, before she could think on the matter more a knock rang through the room as someone was at her door.

"Lady Namikaze. What is wrong? I heard you screaming." The ANBU assigned to guard her family asked while knocking on the door again.

Panicking she didn't know what the ANBU would think of the dagger and mace on the ground.

"Perhaps a demonstration of your new powers are in order." The voice remarked.

Mito calmed at the words of the god, somehow knowing that whenever the voice spoke everything would be fine.

"I will demonstrate a power that is now under your command. But you must master it. I will not simply hand the power over you, but the means to unleash it!"

"Lady Mito I am entering." The ANBU said outside the door as the lock was undone and the Swan Masked ninja entered the room only to freeze as her mind was invaded then shut down.

With blank eyes the professional black ops ninja turned to Mito and spoke in monotone "Lady Mito, what can I do for you?"

Mito widened her eyes at the black ops before speaking aloud "What did you do to her?"

"Mortal minds are easy to manipulate. For me it is simple to take the will away from anyone. In time, you too will have this power. But for now, take the weapons to the woods, there I will instruct you through this ANBU. Prove yourself worthy, and you will become truly feared.

Mere minutes before the thought of taking someone's free will would have disgusted her, but in the moments of contact with the old one her morals, goals, and direction in life were irreparably changed.

So instead of shivering in fear like a six-year-old should, Mito simply grinned insanely and picked up the dagger while Swan lifted the mace and they both walked out the door to the house, to begin training in the art of the occult and warrior.

(End Flashback)

Mito smirked as she remembered that day. That was truly when her life began. For six years she hid her new powers from her so called father and arrogant toad of a brother.

Her god, who spoke to her through the ANBU it had possessed, instructed her not only in how to train her body and mind, but also in her new powers of the shadows. In terms of ninja techniques, she could say they were closest to genjutsu, but ones that actually attacked the body. She could ensnare the senses, cause one's nerves to break from agony, drive them to the brink of insanity and back. She knew they were gruesome abilities, but she did not care.

Because she was just as insane as the people she used her abilities on.

But instead of breaking under the strain she grew stronger from it.

And so she became truly strong for her age. While she was still training, she could easily say she was the strongest of her graduating class, even stronger than the "prodigies" Naruto Namikaze and Sasuke Uchiha.

While she hated the fact she was still tied down to this village, she was not yet strong enough to fight all the dangers outside the walls of Konoha.

And so she did her best to not stand out. Getting average grades, performing average, and behaving in the most average way possible. Eventually, despite being the child of the Hokage she was largely ignored by everyone.

No one bothered to notice that she got a perfect 70 percent in every test they performed. A low score, but one not low enough to push her into the bottom half of the class.

For now, she would fly under the radar until it was time to reveal her true colors.

Walking up to the sink she washed her hands of the blood, smiling as she thought of her latest sacrifice, hoping that her god would appreciate the new soul to devour.

Finishing wiping her hands of the blood she walked to the door, grasping her hammer that leaned against the wall and lifted it easily onto her back before walking out.

Ready to show the world her power.

AN: And that is the first chapter of my new story. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. And yes, I am probably the first fanfic author to give my version of Naruto a two handed mace. I feel that for a worshipper of a dark god they need a brutal weapon, such as Hidan's double bladed scythe. Anyway, if you have any questions or recommendations feel free to let me know in the comments :)