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From Dust Till Dawn

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Chapter 2: Welcome to Remnant

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"God dammit...not again with these guys…"

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"One count of burglary and grand theft Auto in Vacuo, one count of public intoxication in Mistral, and one count of…'disturbing' the peace in Atlas…and now one count of assault and serving a minor alcohol in Vale. To tell you the truth kid, sounds like yer up shit creek without a paddle." the heavy set VPD Chief said as he slapped a folder filled with any and all information on the blond Uzumaki that they had onto the table.

Naruto just looked unimpressed with the folder and set his lazy gaze on the man in front of him. "You're point?" he said before leaning back into his seat, the chains on his lone cuff that was connected to the steel table before him clicking against the metal chair he sat in. "The most you can do with the charges against me in this Kingdom is slap me with a fine and take the alcohol licence from the bar. What am I really here for?"

The officer narrowed his eyes at the lax blond in front of him and gave a small growl of frustration. "Well, what I have here," he snipped at the blond while pulling out a second folder and placing it on the table. "Is a case about a blond haired male with blue eyes and whisker like marks being the key suspect in a mur-" he started to say as he opened the folder to show its contents, but before he could finish and open the folder, the door to the interrogation room they were both in suddenly cracked open, halting the officer's statement.

"What is the meaning-" he was cut off once more as he turned to see who opened the door to the room, freezing when he saw who it was.

"That'll be all, sir. Thank you for looking after him but the Hunters will take it from here." a white haired man said. He wore a green themed tuxedo with a green scarf as well as oddly shaped glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. His hair and cane suggested a man far into his years, but he didn't look a day passed forty. As he entered the room, he never once took his green eyes off of the blue of the blond in the room, only giving the portly police chief a subtle nod to leave.

With a huff, the officer sent one last heated glance at the blond Uzumaki before standing up and trudging out the door and closing it behind him with a disgruntled slam. Bringing up a hand to adjust his scarf, the white haired man cleared his throat before an emotionless smile appeared on his face.

"Well, that was unpleasant. Sorry for the interruption but I believe you and I have much to talk about." he said before resting his cane against the table and settling himself into the seat across from the blond.

Naruto simply cocked his head to the side and leaned back into his chair, his eyes roving over the mystery man in front of him, observing everything he could. Despite the man's passive look, his aura said something entirely different. The man had a certain feel to him that the blond Shinobi's instincts picked up on the moment he walked into the room. The way he held himself was that of a warrior, and a powerful one at that. The complete obedience of the Chief of Police also sent some alarm bells ringing.

"So Mr. Uzumaki. I believe you've had one exciting night, am I correct?" the man asked as he leaned forwards, placing his hands on the table and crossing one of his legs over the other, completely relaxed.

Naruto raised an eyebrow at this. "Either underestimating me or a fool...and he doesn't seem like a fool...not the right kind of vibe to 'em." he thought to himself. "Yeah, a little more hectic than I like. But, that's life sometimes, just gets away from you I guess."

The man nodded to this before gently laying a hand on the unopened folder. "Is that what happened in Mistral, Mr Uzumaki. Life just get away from you?" he asked with a fake smile as he opened the folder. "Because I believe a murder wouldn't be classified as, 'life getting away from you', Mr Uzumaki."

Naruto narrowed his eyes at the evidence before him. Two years ago a Mistralian businessman was found dead in his home, a single clean slice across his throat while he laid in his bed, eyes closed and a peaceful look on his face. There were no witnesses, fingerprints, no traces of entry. Just a dead man. However, the killer overlooked one crucial detail on his getaway. He forgot to check the home for security cameras.

"I believe these photos from the footage found are of you? Are they not?" The man asked with an easy going grin.

The blond looked at the photo of himself, walking past a doorway, his face only half facing the camera as he placed a knife into his back pocket. Grunting in acknowledgement, the blond took his eyes off of the photo and stared back at the white haired man.

"And if it is? What would you, a Huntsman aligned with a separate kingdom do?" he asked, a small hint of venom in his voice as he started to flex his fingers, idly wondering if he was going to have to make a break for it...again…

"I'd praise you actually." the man said, throwing the blond for a loop.

"Wai-what?" was all he could say, his surprise evident by the expression on his face.

"The man was under private investigation by the headmaster of Haven Academy, someone I know quite well. He was being monitored due to allegations with him giving money and munitions to a local bandit tribe so that they could more effectively pillage the outer villages of Mistral, while he would be hired afterword to rebuild the destroyed towns and supply them with better defenses. After his death, they were able to investigate his home and we found concrete evidence that he was doing just that." the man said with a smirk, his eyes looking over his glasses to stare directly at the blond. "Now, I don't really care about something that happened three years ago in Mistral," he continued getting Naruto to narrow his eyes at him. "Do you know what I really want to know?"

Naruto stared at the man for a long moment before responding. "No, what do you want to know?" he cautiously asked, his one good hand's fingers curling against his leg, preparing himself if he needed to make a hasty exit.

"What I want to know is the truth behind your charge of 'disturbing the peace', up in Atlas six years ago. Would you care to explain to me just why the timing of your charges line up perfectly with the destruction of a Atlesian military base?"

Naruto internally flinched. Why did he have to bring that day up? Why did he have to remember it now?

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Six Years Earlier

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"General Ironwood, sir."

James sighed as he looked up from his paperwork to see one of his soldiers waiting by the open door to his office. "Yes, what is it you need?" he asked as he looked back down to his work, idly skimming though something before signing it and moving onto the next document.

"Sir, there has been a disturbance at Station 636, and...I think you'd want to see the surveillance footage for it, sir." the soldier said as he moved forwards to place a Scroll Tablet onto the general's desk. James glanced at the tablet and noticed that the video the soldier was talking about was already brought up and was waiting for him to play.

Frowning, James lifted the tablet and pressed play. The video was from one of the security camera's at the base's main square where the Barracks and Mess Hall were located. For the first few seconds nothing happened, people were walking through the area, heading to either the mess hall for breakfast-since the timestamp said 0700 hours-or headed to morning drill. But, after about ten seconds, a small black dot appeared at the center of the square. It was small, almost a speck in size, until it started to grow, the air around it making a sort of vacuum like effect and once it was large enough to fit a hand through, it exploded. A massive explosion rocked the square as if someone pulled the pin on a grenade and placed it there, waiting for it to go off. Once the dust cleared from the the camera's view, a small crater was formed where the dot once was, and in the center of it was a young looking blond male. He wore battered orange pants and a torn mesh shirt, hardly clothing befitting the cold weather of southern Solitas. Upon further inspection after James paused the video and zoomed closer to the blond, he noticed that the teen was covered in blood and bruises, his right arm completely missing and pouring out blood onto the ground while his left eye was swollen over.

"How long ago was this?" he asked the soldier who stood straighter before responding.

"About two hours ago sir. The base was more worried about seeing to any injuries and making sure no one was hurt before getting to the video and sending it here. We have also received word that the unidentified blond male was taken into the on base hospital and is currently being treated, sir."

"Good," James said as he stood from his chair and pulled open a drawer, revealing his custom made Dust Cannon (This is what I'm calling his gun-gun). Placing the cannon into his side holster he moved to the door and retrieved his coat from the hook next to it. "Get me a Bullhead to the base ASAP. I want to investigate this matter personally."

"Sir!"

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Training Base 636

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Winter Schnee was for lack of better words, upset. Top of her regiment and in her fourth year of basic training before being guaranteed a position within the Specialist Program within the Atlas Hunter Academy. She was supposed to be leading a squad through drills at the moment, but no. She was in the medbay, sitting in bed with a cast over her left leg and the doctor telling her that she was lucky that her Aura took the most of the blast and that had her Aura even been a percent lower than a hundred, she would have most likely lost her leg in the explosion that rocked the center of the base. She wasn't the only one feeling the effects the explosion had either, but she was in the need for the most immediate attention.

She didn't even know what had happened, one moment she was walking on her way to the mess hall for breakfast, and the next a blinding white light and pain. A LOT of pain. She was lucky that the doctors hyped her up on morphine or she wouldn't be able to think straight.

Broken out of her thoughts by the door to her room opening, she looked up to see the head physician for the on base hospital standing at the entrance. "Cadet Winter Schnee?" he asked looking up from his clipboard and into her face. She nodded in response, a little too out of it at the moment to remember proper edicate. "You have a visitor." he droned on before turning to let someone in.

Walking past the doctor, a tall man wearing an Atlas Military overcoat took the clipboard from his hands and nodded to the doctor. "Thank you, you're dismissed for now." he told the doctor who nodded and with a quick salute, left the room and closed the door behind him.

Winter gawked at the man in front of her, trying to straighten herself as best she could in the hospital bed. "G-General Ironwood, sir!" She called out frantically only halting in her movement when the man raised a hand for her to pause.

Ironwood chuckled slightly with a small smile on his face after he lowered his hand, successfully stopping the girl from moving anymore than she needed to. "It's quite alright, Cadet, at ease. How are you feeling?" he asked her in a calm, soothing tone, trying to get the girl to relax and possible not agitate her injured leg while she couldn't feel the pain.

Nervously settling back into her bed, she nodded slightly in response. "I-I'll be better o-once my Aura returns, sir. Nothing I can't heal from." She told the man, internally cursing herself for stuttering like she did. Ironwood merely chuckled in response with a small shake of his head.

"I like the spirit, Cadet, but you might want to ease up. It says here you were one of the closest people to the unidentified explosion and damn near lost your leg because of it, were it not for your Aura taking the initial explosion. But you still have at least four different breaks in your leg, so a little R&R might not be a bad thing, especially if you want to be in my Specialist Program by next year." he responded with, making the girl look down in embarrassment. James just shook his head in amusement before looking back at the girl with a more serious gaze. "And, Cadet Schnee, since you were the closest one to the blast, I'd like to ask you some questions, if you don't mind?" he asked, moving closer to her bed and standing within arms reach.

She nervously shook her head. "N-No, sir! I don't mind at all!" she got a small smirk from the general before he pulled out a portfolio from inside his coat and placed it on the clipboard. Once it was secured he turned it over and opened it to show her it's contents.

"Good, now, I'd like to know if you have ever seen this man before on base, or around the base?" he asked as he gestured to a picture of what appeared to be a heavily injured male Faunus, if going by the whisker markings. The male wildly spiked blond with what seemed to be dried blood, dirt, and sweat matting it down slightly. His eyes were closed, yet the left one seemed horribly swollen. He had dried blood covering most of the left side of his face and forehead, some as well seemed to have seeped from his mouth, running a deep maroon trail from lip to chin. After taking a long look at the battered blond, she shook her head and looked to the general with a confused expression.

"No sir, I haven't seen him before. If you don't mind me asking, who is he?" she asked the man, earning a small frown. Ironwood sighed as he flipped a page in the portfolio to show a full body image of the blond.

"This man is the lead suspect in the explosion. The response crew found him at the epicenter of blast and he is now in the ICU, our doctors trying their damndest to keep him alive." He said to her, not noticing the shocked look on the seventeen year old's face as she took in the extents of the blond boy's injuries. From head to foot the boy seemed to be completely covered in either bruises, or more of what looked to be dried blood. Not even accounting for the severed arm.

"W-What do you mean he was at the center of the blast? I-I was the only one who was within fifteen feet of the explosion, how was he there?" she asked in complete confusion. Ironwood just sighed once more, bringing up a hand to tiredly run it through his greying hair.

"That is the question we are trying to answer at the moment, aside from just who this unknown male is. I watched the surveillance tapes at least fifteen times on my way here and not once did I ever notice anyone other than you near the blast center. One moment a small black dot appeared at the center of the square, then, the explosion, and finally, the boy was lying in his own blood at the center, a near three foot deep and eighteen foot wide crater around him." He explained while moving away from her and towards the door, portfolio in hand. "In any case, get some rest Cadet. I'd hate to not see you in our Specialist program."

Winter nodded before bringing an arm up in solute. "Yes sir!"

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Ironwood watched from behind a window as a team of medics worked on the blond mystery, trying to stabilize him. He glared at the team, wondering why it was taking them so long to get things under control. He had seen injuries like this, lived through injuries like these, and it didn't take a competent team to get someone stabilized to the point where they could work on getting them healed as soon as possible.

He was brought from his thoughts as the lead physician entered the room, a scowl present on his face. "So? What's going wrong?" Ironwood asked hurriedly. The doctor just sighed and shook his head while looking past the General to watch the blond.

"...It's...odd, sir. The boy doesn't have his Aura unlocked so it's difficult to try and kickstart any of our immediate healing methods that won't require extensive surgery with equipment we just don't have here. But...he's healing, slowly, but his wounds are closing on their own...almost as if he had an Aura active, but he doesn't. I've never seen this in all my years…" he said, a lost look on his face as he watched the blond boy.

"Do you have an estimated time as to when he will be stable?" The General asked turning back to the blond. The doctor just sighed and ran a hand through his greying hair.

"If you allowed us to unlock his Aura, then we could get him under control within the hour. But with how he is right now, it could take several more hours before he is out of danger." he suggested tiredly earning a nod from the General.

"Do it then. I need his stable, and conscious as soon as possible." he said before turning to leave. The doctor merely nodded before he flipped a switch near the window and leaned towards a microphone on the wall.

"Alight, we have the green light to unlock his Aura. Get to it and start mending his arm."

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"Ooowwwww…." Naruto groaned as he sat up from his prone position. He put a hand to his head and groaned to himself, eyes closed as he fought through the pain he was in. "Gah, wha-what hit me?" he said aloud, only for a loud grunt next to him to sound off.

"My guess would be an Amaterasu laced Chidori." Kurama growled out, getting Naruto to look over to the prone fox, the giant vulpine laying on the ground with his head resting on his two front paws.

"Oh, yeah that would make sense...but, why did I wake up here instead of outside?" Naruto wondered again, placing a hand under his chin to try and think of a reason. He only had a quick second to think before the fox interrupted him.

"Again, my guess would be because you got your ass handed to you so hard that your body still needs to rest." the fox grumbled, his half lidded eyes staring balefully down at the blond. Said blond's eye twitched in annoyance before he snarled at the fox in faux anger.

"OI! I kicked Sasuke's ass!" he yelled back, arms waving at Kurama in fury. Taking a moment to glare at the fox, he eventually calmed down and gave the fox a small frown. "So, how bad is it?" He asked in a tone that was both curious and somber, knowing that he'd have to be in pretty bad shape to wake up in his mindscape instead of the real world.

"Well…" the fox sighed out before bringing up one of his hand like paws and rubbing his snout. "You've got a few broken ribs, you'll be lucky to see out your left eye ever again with all the swelling, and you can forget about making hand signs since that last attack blew off your right arm-"

"It's not that bad then, nothing Sakura-chan can't heal up. But...that isn't all, is it? I can feel you trying to hide something." Naruto interrupted, his frown deepening as the fox sighed once more, grumbling to himself about stupid blondes and emotion sensing.

"Well, you could probably forget about that pink haired girl healing you since-"

"What!? Did something happen to Sakura-"

"Shut up!" The fox yelled out, using his massive paw to flick the boy over the head for interrupting him again. "The girl is fine you idiot! It's you that's the problem!"

Naruto rubbed the top of his head where he was hit while looking at the fox in confusion. "What do you mean?" he wondered, panic evident in his voice. The fox looked down at the panicking blond, a tinge of pity in his gaze as he sighed one last time.

"I...don't know much, but after I woke up, I looked back through your memories and saw that at the last second before the explosion from your two attacks overtook the both of you, that Uchiha brat opened his rinnegan eye and used his teleportation ability on you...I have no idea where we are, but I can't feel anyone familiar nearby...And...I, don't think the Uchiha could have survived using that ability on you. I'm...sorry, Naruto…"

Naruto stared at the fox in abject horror. The implications of what the bijuu meant were clear to the blond. Without him on their dimension, he'd have no way of releasing the infinite Tsukuyomi, and with Sasuke dead, along with the loss of Kakashi's sharingan earlier, he had no way back. He couldn't summon the toads of Myobokuzan, they wouldn't be able to answer his call because they were trapped in the infinite Tsukuyomi, along with anyone else with the ability to help him...He...he was stuck.

He failed.

And at that realization, an intense pain started to envelope his body, originating from the seal on his stomach and corsing throughout his entire chakra network. His scream of pain alerted the disheartened fox and he set out to find the problem, and what he found surprised him.

Someone was attempting to remove him from the seal.

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Real World

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The doctors had no idea what was happening, as soon as the lead physician gave the order to unlock his aura and one of them began to recite the mantra corresponding with the release of someone's Aura, the blond began to scream in agony as a red aura overtook him, it quickly healed the wounds over the blonds body, the bruises disappearing without a trace and the still open wound of his missing arm closing completely. The swelling around the blond's left eye went down in an instant as the boy's eyes flung open. With panicked and frantic glances the boy looked around the room and narrowed his eyes at the doctors around him, the red aura slowly shrinking back into his body as he started to remove himself from the operation table.

Naruto took stock of his situation without taking his eyes off of the ones who tried to rip Kurama from him. He was in his pants, his jacket and mesh armor missing from his body and his sandals barely staying on from all the damage they had taken. He noticed that his kunai pouch and his equipment pouch were also missing, but this mattered little to him, he rarely used them anyway. He growled as his eyes narrowed on the men before him, their fear permeating the air and his sense of negative emotions easily picking up on it. With a blur of speed that none of the doctors could follow, he delivered a blow to the back of each of their necks, quickly sending them into unconsciousness as he moved to the door of the room. He tried the handle but noticed that it was locked, most likely whoever he had sensed from behind the glass window locked it as soon as he started to get up.

With a grunt he used his good arm to simply push the door off its hinges with the smallest of efforts. He took in the hallway before him as he started to move. It was odd the fluorescent lights making it a start white that usually accompanied hospitals, but the odd letters that adorned the signs and the doors threw him for a loop, not understanding them at all. He rounded a corner before two men holding odd metal rectangles yelled at him. The meaning of their words escaping him, but from the context and the emotions he could sense from them, he believed that they were telling him to stop. Noticing how they pointed the rectangles at him with such aggression he figured they were a weapon of some sort.

Noticing the blond wasn't stopping, one of the guards pulled the trigger on his weapon, aiming for the boy's leg as to not kill him, but was completely surprised that the bullet just bounced off the boy's leg*, staggering him and causing him to growl at the man before disappearing in a blur of speed, only to appear before the guards face and planting a fist into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him and shattering his aura with the single blow.

The other guard froze in shock noticing that his companion was felled so easily. He didn't even notice the hand smashing onto his jaw before he was knocked out by the blonds backhanded strike.

Naruto didn't even stop to check the two people he knocked out, he just kept moving forwards through the halls. He could hear shouts coming from down the hallway, a red light flashing above his head and an alarm coinciding with it made doubly sure that everyone knew he was a danger by this point.

Guard's were little difficulty to him, a simple punch or a chop to a point on their neck sent them down quickly. He eventually ran into a man with a long white coat and a strange piece of metal attached to his forehead.

Naruto dashed at the man like he had for all the others who had gotten in his way, but was surprised to see him dodge the initial strike, even if it was just barely. The man had tried to reach into a pocket on the inside of his coat, but Naruto grabbed his arm before he could and threw him with a bit more strength than he had been using on the guards, sending the man straight through one of the metal hallway walls, opening it up to the outside world.

On instinct he activated his Chakra Cloak, the harsh winds of the snow covered lands around him cutting him to the bone with its icy chill.

He walked out of the opened hall and into the snow covered land around him. The man he threw through the wall was unconscious, laying on the crumpled slab of metal that once was apart of the wall. He stepped over the man and continued his way through, only hesitating as a plethora of armored men and women started to fill the courtyard he was now in.

Some dashed forwards at the glowing Uzumaki while others stayed back, aiming their stranger metal rectangles at him and releasing a volley of high velocity metal. Naruto didn't even flinch as the bullets bounced off his Chakra cloak, the force behind them almost like mosquitoes trying to bite him*.

An arm made of pure chakra erupted from his right shoulder and smashed into the closest man, crashing into him and slamming him into a woman that was besides him, sending the two through the air and into a group that were trying to shoot the blond. Three more soldiers were closing in on the blond, their strange and unique melee weapons homing in on his vital points, only for several other chakra arms to burst from his body and slam them away from him, sending some into others that still surrounded him, and others into buildings on the far side of the courtyard.

Quickly growing annoyed with the situation, the blond jumped high into the air, and with flick of his left hand, a glowing orb of rotating chakra appeared, it grew into the size of a small car before he started his dissent and slammed it into the ground, causing a massive explosion, sending people flying every which way. Once the smoke cleared around him he could see barely a few people still standing, the courtyard they were in more resembling a crater at this point.

Not wanting to continue further, the blond jumped once more into the air, and flew off, not even looking back at the battlefield below him.

On the ground, the soldiers who could still stand rushed to their comrades aid, some helping others out of rubble, some trying to get some to breath once more. All the while, two soldiers sat at the side of their General as he slowly awoke.

Groggily, General Ironwood sat up, his head throbbing and his metal arm and leg not responding to his mental commands. Idly he felt the metal chip on his forehead with his good arm and cursed under his breath when he felt it was broken.

"General Ironwood, sir! Are you alright?" One of the soldiers asked. James nodded before laying himself back down.

"I will be once my transmitter is fixed. What happened with the unknown after I was knocked unconscious?" he asked with a clipped tone, anger settling in as he came to terms with how easily this unknown child incapacitated him.

"We-we don't know yet sir, but the unknown male has gotten away...the base took a hit sir. I don't know how many people made it out alive after he blew the courtyard up with this strange energy attack." The man besides him explained. James sneered in anger before calming himself.

"I want you to get me any surviving surveillance tapes you can gather...and make sure as many people as possible make it out of here alive, understood?"

"Yes sir!"

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In the Air, four miles from Base 636

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"Naruto! Will you calm down and listen to me!?" Kurama yelled to his host, the blond not answering him in the slightest. The fox sighed in frustration before an idea reached him. "Listen brat, I have an Idea. It won't get us home...but it'll save what little would have remained there anyway."

Naruto perked up at this, and finally responded to the fox. "Really, what is it?" he asked, getting a grumble from the fox about 'stupid one track minded blonds'. Kurama growled lightly before he calmed himself with a sigh.

"You still have a small portion of the other Bijuu's chakra within you, right?" Naruto nodded in response, and the fox pressed on. "Well, since my other half is currently unsealed, I can speak through him. You are the connection between this world, and the other Bijuu, so, they can slowly siphon their chakras over to this dimension and to you."

Naruto beamed at this. "So you'd be able to bring the other Bijuu here!? That's aweso-" he started to cheer before the fox interrupted him.

"BUT!" Kurama yelled over him. "There is one drawback...It'll take some time, how long, I have no idea. But I'd need to focus completely on keeping the connection up and seeing that the sudden influx of chakra doesn't kill you. In short, I'll be asleep for a LONG time and-"

"Do it." Naruto said, resolute determination in his eyes. "I can take some loneliness Kurama. Trust me, I can handle that if it means the other eight Bijuu will be safe here with me." he said, forcing Kurama to stop talking and sigh.

Curse his determination. Kurama nodded and stayed silent for a long moment. "In any case." He started up again. "You need to find a place to land...and some clothes. You won't be able to hold his form without my cooperation, and with me asleep, I won't be able to help you, so you will quite literally be on your own, no using my chakra, understand?"

Naruto nodded in reluctant agreement, and quickly set off to find somewhere to land. After finding some clothes and a quick 'see ya later'. Kurama went under…

And that was the last time he talked to his last living friend…

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Present Day, Police Station

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Naruto stared at the white haired man in front of him for a long moment before shrugging his shoulders and leaning back. "No idea what your talking about ol' man." he said with a nonchalant expression.

The man before him simply chuckled and nodded his head. "I had a feeling you wouldn't." he said, a knowing smirk appearing on his face. A moment of silence went through the room as the two continued to stare each other down, blue never wavering to the green eyed stare.

"Are we done here or-" Naruto tried to continue the conversation, or end it if he was lucky, but was cut off once more by the man.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself." the man said, adjusting his glasses before giving the blond a small smirk. "My name is Professor Ozpin, I am the headmaster at the Huntsman Academy here in Vale, Beacon Academy, in case you've heard of it."

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Yeah I've heard of it, so what does a Professor such as yourself want with a 'blond hooligan' like me anyway?"

Ozpin's grin widened a hair before he stood up from his seat and took his cane into hand.

"Why Mister Uzumaki, I'd like to make you an offer."

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(A/N): To be continued…

Ayooo 'nother chapter down and more words written! What's up everyone? How ya doin? It's good to see so many of you poppin by to give this here a read! Sorry about the long delay between chapters, but hey, that's life. I'd expect about 2 weeks to a month between each update so don't get in any rush :/

*= do you guys really expect the guy who can get slapped across the face by a chidori, fly like, 200 meters and crash into a lake causing a massive explosion of water and get back up like it was nothing would get hurt by bullets? Nah, Naruto ain't bullet level y'all. Guy's too tough for that to faze him.

Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!

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