AN: Yo. Had to edit the chapter a bit but here it is. Nothing has changed but it now flows smoother than it did before.

Enjoy

Chapter one

The Scarlet inquisitor

High inquisitor Sally Whitemane, blanched in disgust as the pair of young warriors who came into the cathedral, dragging with them something that could only be labeled as an abomination… yet, upon seeing the creature could do no more than ask a question with a voice full of fascination and scorn mixed together.

"What sort of creature is this thing?"

One of the warriors, a girl with pale blond hair gave a nervous look to her leader and spoke.

"I do not know mistress, he appeared in the forests. I do not know how, I only saw him collapse."

"Hmm, how interesting. Tell me, is he scourge?"

"Numerous tests have proven that he does not have the plague. But there is evidence that he was fighting something from the scourge. I can sense much power within him, whatever he was fighting was strong."

There was a pause. Whitemane's fascination only grew. She'd never seen anything like this man.

"Leave him. I will handle him from here on. Return to your post."

Though confused by the utter lack of blood that should have followed upon being turned over, they both gave salutes and turned on their heels and left.

Whitemane looked back down at the creature, taking in his very human looking face and traced a delicate hand along his jaw line.

"You should count yourself lucky," she began, her voice a cruel and amused whisper, "that you're such a unique thing that we found ourselves too curious to simply kill you."

Another pause before the sound of delicate but authoritive foot falls began to echo through the area as she left the unconscious best man on the stairs, heading out towards the amory.

Just before she exited out of the massive doors, she turned to her second in command, Scarlet commander Morgraine.

"Make sure he is properly healed and looked after."

The man was shocked but he dared not disobey.

"Yes Mistress."

(-)

The druids traversed the open chamber in a daze, looks of awe and wonder on their faces as they examined the temple. Their fingers trailed along the crystal mechanically as their minds processed what they were seeing.

"I…what is this?" muttered one, a Night elf of short stature as she peered at the beings behind the crystal.

"Such life! Their energy! It fills me to the core with its presence!" She was lost.

"An entire race…asleep in this land. I…never knew."

"We must inform Lady Whisperwind and Lord Staghelm! This is…This is unbelievable!"

"And look!" said another, a Tauren as he pointed to the shattered remains of one of the crystals and the numerous signs of battle.

"Something was here, something undead."

Eyes got wide then narrowed. Only one being was capable of the amount of power they felt in that explosion.

"The Lich King was here."

"Yes and it appears he has woken one of them up."

Indeed there was a large table inside of a separate chamber surrounded by eight people who were obviously the strongest. However at the head of the table only the broken remains of one of the crystals remained.

"Secure this area!" barked the commander of this post. "If these people have lost their leader to the scourge they are doomed if we cannot wake them. Quickly inform our superiors of this. We cannot let these people come to any more harm."

He gazed back at the slumbering forms.

"I've never seen beings like you before…who are you?"

He turned away, lost in thought. "And how long have you been here?"

He received no answer.

(-)

He stirred, as memories assaulted his mind, the sound of his voice laced with pain could be heard as he spoke out in his restless sleep.

"No…Damn you. You…Have to sacrifice…Goodbye…"

He clutched at the sheets tightly, his tails beginning to thrash around as the memories grew too strong…

"TEME!" he suddenly shouted as he sprung up, eyes wild and unfocused for a few seconds until they blinked.

"Eh?" He wondered. "Where am I?" He was in a rather plain but still very fancy looking room. He noticed that the main color scheme favored the colors red and white. He looked around shocked at first as he remembers passing out in a creepy forest. His blade was leaned up against the wall, in definite need of repair. Hell he was surprised it lasted as long as it did against that Lich guy.

He examined himself as well and noticed that he had bandages wrapped around his head and a section of the tail furthest to the left. He could tell instantly that it was broken. Several more bandages covered his chest and injured arm as well.

He went to get up, wincing as his legs protested the sudden movement and stretched as far as his body would allow without causing him pain.

"Damn," he muttered. "Lich-San was right. Most of my abilities are still asleep. I'm not even healing."

He sighed. "In time I guess."

His eyes locked on to the door, a pair of beautifully carved piece of Mahogany pieces that obviously swung outward.

He didn't know what to expect as he approached and put his hand on said door so he made himself ready for anything.

However he froze as the door swung open to reveal the surprised face of a woman with pale skin and silver hair. Her grey eyes widened a bit and the bandages she was carrying dropped to the ground due to her surprise.

He himself found himself struck dumb. This woman… was human. He was stunned. Humans hadn't existed for a hundred years when he was last awake…yet…here one was. And she was beautiful!

The red markings on her face looked like tears of blood but they fit her well. Her silver hair seemed to shine with light from underneath the red chapeau she wore. Strapped to her back was a beautiful staff with a large red gem placed in the center of a diamond shape. Her arms were covered in red coverings that went from her hands to her upper arm and the only thing she seemed to wear over her torso was a red and black tabard covered in intricate golden designs and on her legs were a pair of black and red stockings and red leather boots.

He sensed no chakra but there was an aura about her. So she was a different type of human than what used to be…how fascinating!

He found his eyes roaming up and down her body. Her thighs were thick but well toned as was her stomach and arms. Her chest was large. Not as large as he's seen but still pretty big and her lips were full and covered in black lipstick. He couldn't help the slight blush or the silent, "Wow," that escaped his lips as he eyed her.

But then something else suddenly became apparent, something that made his eyes narrow. There was a…taint within her, a foul energy warping her mind and clouding her rational thought. He became more guarded.

The woman herself just scoffed and crossed her arms, not bothering to retrieve the bandages laying on the floor. She had to look up at him, something that even though was well hidden, intimidated her. He towered over her by a head. She snapped out of her staring quickly though and looked at him with a superior look in her eyes.

"Ah. So the beast is awake," she spoke, attempting to fill her voice with malice and disgust.

He tried to move a bit but she gave him a stern gaze as she pushed him not so gently back onto the bed.

"Be still. You've been hurt,"

Biting back a curse as he landed on his broken tail he looked up at the woman.

"How long was I out?"

She shrugged.

"Two of our scouts brought you here four days ago."

He raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Four days? I've really been out for that long? Hmm I must have been more injured then I thought."

He chose not to reveal that he usually has an advanced healing rate for risk of being taken and dissected in a lab not that he wasn't worried about that already. The woman looked him up and down, frowning at his obvious non Human status and asked rather gruffly, "What is your name beast?"

"Wow this chick is rude," he thought as he crossed his own arms.

"It's considered polite to give your name before demanding others."

Her look turned hateful and her hand twitched towards the staff on her back but she forced herself to relax if only for now.

"Whitemane," she ground out.

"Whitemane? What an odd name but I guess I can see where it fits, considering your hair and all."

Her hand twitched towards the staff again.

"But anyway where are we? Are we still in that creepy forest?"

"You still haven't answered my question," she growled out, the hatred beginning to bubble over.

He widened his eyes in surprise then chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head. "Oh sorry." he stood back up and gave a sweeping bow to the woman grinning the whole time. "I am Uzumaki Naruto."

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "Sounds Pandaren."

He merely shrugged, "Could be," he muttered,

"Impossible," she sneered at him causing him to develop a twitch in his eyebrow. But he held back his retort in favor of flopping back down into the bed to get more rest.

Whitemane just stared at him with a mix of loathing and curiosity.

"You are a strange one," she muttered to herself at last. Naruto heard her though and asked, "How so?"

She stared at him, her gaze trying to burn a hole in his head before she said, "A creature such as you is…unique. I have never seen nor heard of one such as you before."

He raised an eyebrow. "Hmm weird. That Lich guy seemed to know a lot about us."

He shrugged. "One would say that I'm…new around here."

She looked at him again, her eyes flashing with something he did not recognize.

"You're an offworlder?" she asked. He closed his eyes and sighed.

"Not exactly."

Frustration began to show on her face.

"Explain," she demanded.

He opened one eye as she sat down on the bed next to him, her eyes telling him that she wasn't leaving until he told her everything about himself.

"Meh meh, so demanding," He said with a playful smirk. "Ya know you still have yet to tell me where we are."

Something akin to a snarl left her lips as she leaned in close to his face, their noses nearly touching.

"I assure you beast that you do not want to know," she said, a cruel smirk dancing over her lips.

It was his turn to scoff. "Heard that many times before. Trust me when I say you could not surprise me."

She sneered and barely resisted the urge to slap him. "Where we are is a place all beings not blessed by Human forms or the touch of light should fear to be. You should count yourself lucky that you're even still alive."

He raised an eyebrow again. "And why am I still alive if you're such a prejudiced person?"

She said nothing then suddenly shot to her feet and practically stormed out of the room.

"I suggest you recover quickly beast. And watch what you say while travelling around this place. The Scarlet crusade gives second warnings to no one."

Then she slammed the door.

"Sheesh."

Naruto placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. From what he could tell the world was vastly different than it had been when he was last awake. And Humans! He re appeared! A different species perhaps but still, he must have been asleep for a long…LONG time for that to happen.

He still wasn't quite sure if that was a good thing or not. Lich-San and Whitemane seemed to fit into a pretty negative a trend but he made sure not to make any judgments based on his meetings with those two. He sighed.

"Man what an eventful…two hours I've been awake." He chuckled an ironic chuckle.

"But I guess it's better than being asleep for Kami knows how long."

He turned his head…and winced as his ear bent at the odd angle it was being bent at.

"Ouch," he said tonelessly as he fixed his problem and proceeded to examine his blade. It was a beautiful combination of red, blue and silver. Six feet ten inches long from the end of the handle to the tip of the blade. It was designed like a bastard sword but clearly designed with a zanbatou in mind, double edged but far thicker at the hilt then progressively narrowing down. The blade glowed a beautiful royal blue, but the edge was crimson…just like his eyes. The hilt consisted of a silver fox head seeming to glare at unseen foes and the handle extended out from the top of the design where a glass sphere swirling with red and blue mists. Three metal tails dyed red at the tips stuck out from each side of the fox head by around seven inches. It was a nice sword… But it had taken a beating under the power of the lich King's sword.

He sighed and turned away from his blade, boredom already starting to overwhelm him.

But he also didn't really want to get up and leave the room yet either. The Scarlet Crusade or whatever sounded like some sort of organization that hated all forms of life not human. Of course this also made him wonder. Just who or what did these scarlet guys have to be prejudiced against? So many questions.

"Sheesh if only someone not trying to kill me could have woken me up instead. Then my entrance into this time wouldn't have been so fucked up and abrupt."

He winced as his ribs gave him a slight twinge of pain. Then he remembered that his arm was injured.

"Freakin ouch!" he exclaimed as he winced again, sitting up.

"Screw it." he muttered as he slid out of his bed. His ears twitched as they picked up movement from outside the room. He contemplated grabbing his sword but decided that would send the wrong message to a bunch of crazy people no doubt looking for any excuse to take his head and mount in on a plaque.

With a final sigh he approached the door and pushed it open.

The sounds of people gasping met his ears as he stepped out. He felt himself tense and develop a sweat drop as he eyed the hundreds of people suddenly staring at him, most notably was Whitemane and a tall blonde man dressed in red and wearing a headband on his head while gripping a beautiful mace rather harshly.

"Shit maybe I should have grabbed my sword," he thought.

The blonde man's eye narrowed as he turned fully to face him, his eyes gleaming hatefully as he approached.

"Abomination," he growled out. "Tainted creature."

The blonde Biju-Kin said nothing, merely looking down at the man with a raised eyebrow, all too used to names such as that.

"Names Naruto," he said, "Yours?"

The man growled and fingered the handle of his mace.

"Morgraine," said Whitemane. "Enough."

The man relaxed almost instantly. "As you wish my lady."

Naruto examined the man closely. He was pretty well built, dressed in armor and the same tabard but he could feel that this man was pretty strong. He could feel the energy radiating off of this man and many of the people in this chamber.

It was the same energy he felt on Whitemane, even with that mysterious taint.

He looked at Whitemane. She had her arms crossed and was staring at him.

"I suppose you want to learn," she said, distain dripping heavily off of her voice, as if a creature like him didn't deserve to learn anything.

"I suppose it's only natural if you are indeed new to this world." She made a dismissive gesture. "There is a library in this monastery. Go there and learn all there is you need to,"

"Uh how exactly am I gonna get there? I don't know where it is."

She gave him a smirk. "You will just have to look. I'm sure you can…sniff it out."

His eyebrow twitched and he turned away with a huff, ignoring her amused chuckle as he headed down the path, scaring the rest of the people who quite frankly did not know how to handle something like Naruto.

"Do not cause trouble beast and do not leave the monastery," called Whitemane as he opened the massive double doors.

"What am I your pet?" he responded before he exited. Whitemane chuckled again. Morgraine looked at his commander and asked, "Are you sure it is wise to let that thing wonder unsupervised?"

She gave a careless shrug. "Leave him be."

It was a simple command, one that Morgraine was all too willing to obey. However he did have to wonder what was going on.

"Why do you show that beast such leniency my lady?"

(-)

Arthas was not a happy man. He'd lost his only chance to gain the biju-kin as new members of the scourge. He knew…juts knew that Silithus was crawling with the druids of the cenarion circle and quite possible swaths of Horde and alliance as well by now.

He was not a man to get exceedingly angry often but this was an opportunity he was quite upset to have lost.

The Biju-Kin leader had proven to be more resilient and powerful than he had expected. He had underestimated him and now because of that, a powerful new foe was wondering around, quite possibly searching for a means to awaken the rest of his brethren. He couldn't accept that.

He paced back and forth within his chamber in icecrown, hordes of undead making haste to stay out of his way.

"This…is most vexing," he spoke to no one. He looked up and gave a sigh. But then he smirked. With an assertion of his great control over his minions, he called out.

"Mashonin."

There was a pause then in a swirl of blood crystal, a tall blood elf with sky blue haired, glowing eyes and pale skin appeared in a kneeling position. The Lich king raised an eyebrow. The elf was covered in blood.

"Forgive me, lord," began the elf. "I am still furthering the cause of the scourge down below."

The Lich king smiled. "No worries," he began. "I simply have a task for you to complete when you are done with the scarlet lands below."

Mashonin looked up. "For me my lord?"

The lich king pierced the death knight with his stare. "Yes, it will…prove your loyalty to me." Masonin didn't suddenly start groveling like most others would have. This amused the lich king a great deal. Now he knows he chose the right person for this task.

"There is a man…a powerful beast-like creature from ages past. I attempted to initiate him into the scourge. I failed."

Mashonin's eyes widened in wonder as an image of Naruto appeared in his head.

The lich king spoke once again. "After the plaguelands have been firmly secured by the scourge and the scarlet crusade residing in havenshire down below are nothing but corpses. You are to find this man."

Mashonin stared at for a few more seconds before he spoke again. "What am I to do with him?"

Arthas smirked.

"Recruit him."

Mashonin nodded. "It will be done."

"Good."

However, Mashonin gave a slight scowl as he left the lich king. He was almost free. He could feel the hold of the lich king…slipping away. It was only a matter of time…something would trigger his full release from the lich king. He knows the lich king knows it too. Mashonin was never under the full control of the scourge. But he'd never done anything to betray the scourge so they left it alone.

That would be their mistake…

(-)

Over the next week Naruto became very familiar with the scarlet monastery and its residents. The younger, weaker subordinates still avoided him at all costs but the leaders of this place had warmed up to him if only enough to have short conversations with him.

Arcanist Doan and Whitemane were the two he spent a lot of the time talking with. The mage seemed quite excited to teach even a beast while Whitemane had taken to following him everywhere he went, usually insulting him every time she spoke. He had quickly grown accustomed to her presence.

He spent nearly all of his time in the library learning all he could about the current time line

And what he learned shocked him to the core.

He'd seriously been asleep long enough for entire new races to be born and evolve and die! Entire civilizations had fallen and risen numerous times and the world itself had completely transformed, entire continents had vanished while new ones formed. The made him and his brethren well over millions…billions of years old! Damn that's freaking unreal!

He had refrained from telling Whitemane or any of the others this of course.

Currently the world was in a state of turmoil, these factions called the horde and the alliance were perhaps the world's strongest defense yet they spent more time fighting each other than they did actually fighting the threats that could very well kill them. Threats like this…burning legion and the Scourge.

The numerous races had intrigued him as well. Ten main races and well as numerous smaller not very well acknowledged races dotted the world all over. The more he learned the more he wanted to get out there and explore. With such diversity he was sure to find powerful allies that could help him awaken his brethren.

He had also learned that the Scarlet crusade was much more dark than he had originally thought. At first they were a rather noble and valued ally to the alliance but something went wrong. The alliance betrayed them, (According to Whitemane) but he could also tell it had to do with the tainted energy he could feel swirling within them. The fact that he was alive after begin found by them had finally caught up to him. These people were delusional zealots driven by insanity and bloodlust, trusting nothing but their own. He had wondered what they saw in him that made them spare his life. Perhaps it really was his uniqueness. Whitemane had said so on numerous occasions.

He had come along rather well in his recovery too. His arms and sides no longer caused him pain and the bruise that had been on the back of his head was gone as well. His legs were still a bit weak and his outermost tail to the left was still broken, not to mention the repairs that still needed to be done to his blade but he was doing extremely well.

Currently he was walking back towards the cathedral and his room when he was interrupted by a man who was even taller than he and heavily muscled.

Naruto sighed as he looked up at the man. This was perhaps the only man in this monastery that Naruto actually truly disliked.

"Herod," he began. "Go put a damn shirt on will ya?"

He ducked under the punch and leapt away as an armor clad foot tried to plant itself in his stomach.

"Watch how you speak to me creature," he growled out. Naruto rolled his eyes. Herod was further along into the madness than most of the others in this monastery and he let it show every time he encountered Naruto, attacking him whenever he could despite the high inquisitor's orders to leave him alone, cackling the whole time about needing a decent challenge. Naruto had quickly grown tired of it but had refrained from attacking back, merely dodging and vanishing before the crazed scarlet warrior could respond.

Herod glared at Naruto from behind his helm, thoughts of slaughtering this beast constantly plagued his twisted mind, demanding that he rid the monastery of this tainted creature no matter who had taken a liking to him. He couldn't stand this creature, this creature who was so obviously powerful yet refused to fight him.

Naruto raised an eyebrow when Herod grabbed his axe and brandished it in Naruto face.

"I can't take it anymore! Die foul creature!"

Naruto laughed as he leapt up and clung the ceiling with chakra in a crouched position.

Herod roared and went to throw his weapon…

"Herod!"

He froze as Whitemane marched up the hall, a scolding glare upon her face.

"Leave the beast alone!" she commanded.

Herod looked shamed for a second before he gave a strained, "Yes milady," before stomping off.

Naruto chuckled and dropped down in front of the woman grinning in thanks. Without a word she turned and started heading towards the cathedral area.

He followed without a word, once again getting lost in his thoughts.

Meanwhile a woman with glowing red eyes and silver hair smirked at the large company of forsaken before her.

"Tomorrow…"she began as she licked her lips.

"We will rid this land of those obnoxious red ants."

There were cheers.

Tomorrow would mark the true beginning of Naruto's journey…

AN: I know it seemed a bit choppy but hey my beginnings usually are. And yes it was the scarlet monastery that found him and took him in. I did this for a reason and I'm sure you can guess who Naruto's first companion is going to be.

Anyway tell me what you think. Next chapter will be a lot more lively.