DISCLAIMER: the following text is not meant to be taken seriously, I do not own the original.

A.N: For those who have read and are still interested in my Naruto: The Unsung Heroes fanfic, know that I'm currently facing problems with my Word... Ok, scrap that.

Here's a quick warning to everyone reading this: WINDOWS 10 IS SHIT! Its been fucking with my computer for months now and it takes me up to over a week to write even the shortest chapter. Also, I have some other problems like working in a hotel, and believe me, that I really don't have much free time to write. ( I'm a trainee :D )

I have a laptop, but my dad took it for himself, so... Yeah.

Don't worry. I'm hoping to post the next chapter for that fanfic by the end of the next week.

A special thanks to alucard deathsinger for his OC submission.

Blue Trailer

Blut Volmond

Theme:"I'm my own master now"

A young girl was being dragged off by members of a local bandit association. There was blood splattered over their clothes and masked as the man dragged the girl along.

Her hands bound in cuffs with a shock collar around her neck. She kicked and squirmed before actually kicking a rugish member in the leg. He looked at her and growled.

"You little brat YOU REALLY-" The man tried to finish before his companion put his hand over his shoulder with a grin.

"No brother we don't damage goods. But if this child wants to act like a wild animal then lets put her with an animal." The pair laughed with the previous man nudging the woman's shoulder with a huge laugh.

"Great thinking sister we've starved him for weeks now think he might actually eat her." The inhuman laughed as the girl screamed and kicked. Tears fell freely from her eyes as they approached the cages.

They were filled with children and young teens like her but the pair walked past it before stopping at a cage too dark for the girl to see what was inside.

"What are you doing I'll behave I promise please don't, don't send me in there." The girl begged before the cell door was flipped open and she was thrown into her hands still cuffed.

"Oh, mutt! Over here! We got you a new plaything" The man yelled but got no response. "I SAID 'MUTT GET OVER HERE'!" He yelled as he clicked a switch in his pocket shocking the girl and all of a sudden there was a loud thud at the end of the cage.

The girl could barely make out the shape of a boy.

The man tried to flip the switch before the woman stopped him. "Oh my dear, if you wish so, you may feast at last."

The woman teased as she held the key well within the cage. A low growl could be heard at the back of the cage as a boy came charging towards her as he grasped her throat over the collar. The woman laughed "I'm in a good mood right now, child. So if you eat it all…" She jingled the keys in front of his as the girl looked at him with pleading eyes.

The rips and burns on his rags danced on the small flood of wind.

"Please don't" The girl begged with a teary voice as the two bandits howled and laughed as the slim boy his head off the ground and took a narrow glance at them.

Eyes hungry for blood.

…

Less than an hour later.

Blood dripped from a clenched fist.

But it dropped in the wrong way.

Pouring back into an obviously large open slash wound that was slowly starting to close.

…

There was one man left standing amongst the carnage of blood and gore, he looked tired and cut in many places, breathing heavily…

The bodies of the two offenders lay there, one headless, the other without the arm and neck.

…

As the blood slowly crawled up and down his arms, a shape, part by part, formed in his hands.

It was a very distinct curved blade.

The big man finally approached, in his hands a chainsaw blade twice the size it's wielder's body.

He swung that chainsaw with great efficiency. The boy painted, raising the blade up in defense, trying to block the ferocious assault, but it snapped like toothpicks under the weight slashing into his chest opening another rip in the fabric of his skin.

The boy pushed his tired body onwards.

The blood tired to retreat back into the body. But it was slow.

And this was a large slash marked across his tattered chest.

Out as he continued to fight trying to stay close to avoid the large blade as the man swung it skillfully. The giant man took the boy by surprise by striking him with the pommel of the blade winding the boy before bringing it up and then down onto the boy.

The young man had looked up to see the blade coming at him so he held his arm up, a quick burst of his own blood poured into it, drying fast and making another small blade only to block this unstoppable assault.

The force struck him on his knees, teeth clenched.

But the blades didn't brake.

More and more of his own supply of red dashed around the starved body in rings like halos of aura.

He quickly took the moment to charge forward slipping past the large chainsaw, as the constant supply redirected it's tired of cutting through the dark blade.

Another one quickly splashed into his other arm, as he backhanded it into the fat giant's side, making him roar in agony and lose the pushing force on his weapon.

The boy took the chance jumped grabbing his now slightly cracked weapon, dissipating it in a wave of blood that gushed around like a water balloon, and right into the large man's face.

The Chainsaw was risen up high over his head with a ballistic roar of anger and pure brute rage as the blinded large man went for an upheld swing, thinking to finish it with one finish slash.

He made a stupid mistake.

In a swift move of his arm, the hooked blade tore from the man's impaled side across his fat belly like pork. Not that he had enough time to scream out in his final breath as it was quickly taken away, as the blade that had previously erupted in a burst of blood had suddenly reformed with its place found in the bridge of his nose.

And with a chain attached to the end of it, the small boy pulled down with force abnormal for someone of his size.

Raising a dust cloud as the body two and a quarter his size fell down against the floor with a big bang.

"So this was the witness report" General Ironwood claimed as he looked at his subordinate "This is a carnage…" he mumbled to his chin.

"Yes, sir!" The woman answered she had a white suit with her white hair tied back into a bun "We have located and quickly detained the major suspect with little to no resistance."

"Bring him to me… I think I might have an idea for this child." Ironwood finished as a picture of the said boy and his red hair was slapped on the table and left to the dark to consume it.