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Guest: Looking back I did see the grammatical mistakes. I will definitely be correcting those. As for the Godlike-Naruto, he won't actually be doing all the fighting. He will mostly be in the story as a guide/protector/teacher/friend, depending on the character.

Crowdfordarius7: I know about the witcher series but i haven't played the game itself hence why I may not be able to write about it. I encourage that you yourself try to write(PM me when you do, i would like to read it). Writing stories is a very fun and creative thing to do in your free time.

AN: I am assuming that Esdeath is 24 years old at the canon start since the manga/anime do not make any mention of it. This fic is mostly based on the anime version but i will be using some manga elements here as well.

(First chapter mistakes have been cleared)

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(16 Years before Canon Start)

A remote village in the norther part of the continent had a legend about a being from hell that was said to live in the nearby mountains with the gates to this demons home being protected by all manners of fearsome and unnatural creatures. The lore stated that a being of great power, capable of summoning giant demons made of purple fire and crushing mountains had made his home in a cave somewhere within the mountains. A giant red colored Tor-ii gate with the kanji for 'Juubi' written at the top marked the entrance of the cave. Not much was known about the appearance of this entity other then the fact that he had horns, his eyes were purple with rings surrounding the pupil and his hair was made from black fire that seemed to suck the light instead of providing it.

This legend had been passed down from parent to child for thousands of years and through all the re-telling this entity had somehow changed from being a true legend to being used as a villain in a bed-time story used to keep the children away from the forest surrounding the mountains.

The village itself had a light and happy atmosphere. People went about their day to day business, greeting and mingling with each other with smiles on their faces. Loud laughter could be heard coming from the local pub and children could be seen playing in the streets. It looked like the perfect place to call home.

In the market a beautiful woman with light blue hair and brown eyes could be seen walking down the street. She was wearing plain clothes and talking with the various vendors lining the street. She wasn't a very tall woman, reaching only 5'6'' but she had a killer, hourglass figure that was hidden behind a thick coat to protect her from the cold weather. Behind her followed a little 8 year old girl who also had light blue hair that went down to the small of her back and looked like a carbon copy of her mother, except for the light blue eyes which she got from her father. She was wearing black pants and a light blue shirt along with a thick black coat to keep warm. Her attire was completed with thick furry brown boots she wore to keep her feet warm. She could be seen twirling a small knife expertly between her hands while looking completely bored.

"Mikasa, come and help me carry these fruits and what did I say about juggling knives around people?" called out the blue haired woman to the little girl.

"Yes mom" came the reply as Mikasa fumbled in her haste to put the knife back in its sheathe that was located at her waist. After that was done she quickly took the bag from her mother.

"Here you go, Katrina" said the vendor as she gave the blue haired women her change back.

The mother-daughter duo then started to walk towards their home. On the way there the duo kept making small talk to pass the time. They arrived at a cottage near the end of the village, the closest house to the forest with it being only a 100 meters or so away from where the tree-line began. It seemed like a cozy home for three people. The Front yard of the house seemed much larger then normal on account of the large shed off to the left of the yard. It contained piles upon piles of cut log. Just in front of the shed was a cleanly cut, and quite wide, tree stump. A man was standing in front of it, about to bring down an axe on to a log placed upon the stump. He was a tall man, standing at almost 6 feet. He had quite a lot of upper body muscle, but not so much that he looked bulky, probably gained from years of swinging a heavy axe at logs. He had a full head of black hair a short beard. He had light blue eyes along with a small mole at the corner of his right eye. He was wearing blue pants and a dark green shirt. There was a lot of sweat along his brow showing that he must have been cutting logs for quite some time.

The man was interrupted as he heard someone say "Hey dad". He turned around and saw his wife and daughter walking through the small wooden gate at the fence. A large smile formed on his face as he took a cloth from his back pocket and wiped off all the sweat.

"Hey Miki, hey Kat. Did you get everything for the beef stew?" he asked excitedly as he gazed at the bags his wife and daughter were holding.

"Yes Kisuke" came the exasperated reply from Katrina as she and Mikasa both went to put all the stuff inside the house.

They both started preparing the stew with Mikasa helping her mother by doing all the knife related work. "Honestly, it sometimes scares me how good you are with knives" said Katrina as she watched her daughter cut the vegetables quickly and neatly without ruining them. Mikasa was about to reply but was interrupted as her father joined them both in the kitchen.

"And you" she rounded on her husband. "Did you have to teach her how to juggle knives?". Kisuke and Mikasa shared a small smile as he exaggeratedly said "I would never teach our daughter something so dangerous. How can you even accuse me of that?" he said dramatically while clutching his heart.

*pang* came the sound as a frying pan connected with his skull causing a comically large bump to form on his head.

"Enough with the foolishness, dear" Katrina said as she turned back to the stove with a tick mark on her forehead.

"So mean" he groaned. He quickly grabbed his daughter and hugged her closely as large anime tears started falling from his eyes. "Miki-chan, your mom is so mean and she called me an idiot".

Looking at her father with a deadpan look on her face, she replied "she didn't call you an idiot not that you aren't one".

He immediately let go of his daughter to clutch his heart as if he had been stabbed there and cried "oh, my heart, my poor poor heart. My wife hits me and my own daughter calls me an idiot. Oh kami-sama, take me from this cruel world". Both mother and daughter giggled at his antics.

Soon dinner was ready and the family enjoyed some light-hearted conversation at the table. After dinner was consumed and all the dishes had been washed, it was Mikasas' bed time. As her father went to tuck her in she said "Dad, tell me the story about juubi again".

"Again? You just heard it last night. How about a different story today and I'll tell you about juubi tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay".

(At Midnight)

Distant screaming caused Mikasa to be startled awake. Orange light was pouring in to the room. Mikasa picked up the knife from her bedside table and hesitantly went to the window, afraid of what she might find out there. Her eyes widened as she saw the whole village on fire, people running in a blind panic being chased by bandits that had set the town ablaze. They were being killed right in the streets, no one was being spared, the women were being dragged to cages, it was utter chaos.

The door to her room was blasted open, whirling around with the knife in hand, ready to defend herself. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was only her father though her heart was still ready to jump out of her chest.

"Miki come with me, keep your knife close". He took her hand in his and she saw that he had his axe in the other hand. He took her downstairs where her mother was pacing in the living room. As soon as they came in, Katrina flew towards her daughter and hugged her close all the while, whispering 'thank God' over and over again.

Kisuke looked out the window and saw that no bandit had approached their home yet. "We need to get out of here, the bandits will be here soon"

"Where will we go?" asked Katrina.

"In to the woods, it will be safe there, the bandits won't follow us in there. The trees won't allow their horses to follow".

The prospect of going in to the woods didn't sound so appealing to Katrina, but considering the alternative, they had no choice.

"Okay, let's go". Kisuke took his wife's hand and opened the door. He made a run for the fence and hurriedly climbed over. Turning around, he took Mikasa in his arms and brought her over to the other side. Just as his wife climbed over to the other side 4 horses and their riders galloped towards them. All the riders had different clothing and were brandishing spears but they all were wearing a red cloth tied to their biceps. The cloth had an image of a bulls eye on it.

"Run" yelled Kisuke as he moved to engage the riders so that they wouldn't go after his wife and child.

Katrina picked up her daughter and ran towards the woods as fast as her legs could run.

A pained scream was heard behind them and Mikasa looked to see that 3 of the riders had skewered her father with their spears, but her father wouldn't go down without a fight. He brought his axe down on the 4th riders head, splitting his skull open like a log. That was as much strength as he could muster as the riders stabbed him again... and again... and again. That image of her father on the ground being stabbed burned itself in Mikasa's mind.

One of the riders noticed Katrina running towards the forest, he yelled something to the rider on his right who quickly stabbed his spear in the ground and brought out his bow and arrow. He nocked an arrow, took aim towards them. Mikasa's breaths were now coming in short gasps as she experienced fear like never before.

The arrow cut through the night air, a sharp whistling was heard for a second before - *squelch*. The next thing she knew, she was lying on the ground. She looked towards her mother and felt as if her blood had been frozen. Her mother had an arrow sticking out of her thigh.

Katrina looked down at the arrow and immediately knew that it was over for her. She couldn't outrun the bandits on horses with an arrow sticking out of her leg. She looked towards her daughter with tears in her eyes, knowing that this may very well be the last time she will see her daughter.

"MIKASA, RUN TO THE FOREST" she yelled to her daughter.

Mikasa, upon hearing her mothers yell jerked as if she had been slapped. She saw that the riders were now moving towards her, she looked back towards her mother, her love for her mother fighting with her instinct for survival. But with another cry to run from her mother, the instinct for survival took over her body and she started running in the direction of the forest. Upon reaching the tree line she turned back to look for her mother one last time and saw that 2 of the 3 riders were nearly upon her with the 3rd rider staying behind to grab her mother by the hair and dragging her back to the village, for her to be thrown into the cages with the rest of the women.

She took off in to the forest just as the riders reached the edge and brought their horses to a screeching halt. The bandits got off the horses and ran after Mikasa.

She didn't know how far she had ran but she knew her pursuers were still after her. The rustling of leaves and their stomping feet giving away their position. She suddenly arrived at a clearing near the edge of one of the mountains and this was when her legs decided to give up. She fell down on the ground right in the middle of the clearing. She absentmindedly noted that there was a cave a short distance to her right.

The bandits finally came in to view and saw her small form splayed out on the ground, her clothes torn in some places, leaves and twigs in her hair and blistered feet from running barefoot in the forest for so long.

"Do you have any idea how far we had to follow you, you little bitch" one of the bandits said angrily.

"We're going to hurt you now and I'm going to love every second of it" the second bandit added as they advanced towards Mikasa.

"HHHHEEEEELLLLLPPPPP" a desperate plea to anyone who would listen.

Just as the bandits were about to grab her head, they paused as they heard the sound of sandals striking the ground coming from the cave. Once they turned their attention to the cave, they finally noticed something out of place. A giant Torii gate with the kanji for 'Juubi' written on a stone tablet hanging from the gate.

The sound of someone walking towards them continued and a man could be seen within the shadows. He stopped just before the shadows could reveal his face. He was wearing black sandals, black baggy pants and a white, long-sleeved haori with black magatama markings on the collar.

"What's going on here?" the newcomer asked calmly.

The bandits upon hearing his voice jerked into action, pointing their spears at him, the bandits said "None of you business, you cunt. Go back in your cave and we'll come kill you when we're done with the little bitch here."

Upon mention of Mikasa, the stranger turned his head to get a proper look at the girl. He saw her terrified eyes, her short breaths and shaking form. This made it clear to the newcomer what was going on.

"People like you make me sick" he said as he stepped completely in to the light of the moon. His ocean blue eyes and spiky white hair were revealed. His most surprising features were the two horns growing out of his forehead that stopped just a couple of inches after they began.

Hesitation and fear could be seen in the bandits eyes as they took in his appearance.

"What are you, freak?"

"Come at me and find out". The stranger put his left feet forward, brought his left hand behind his back and put his right hand forward with the palm facing up. He then taunted the bandits by doing the 'come hither' motion with his fingers.

The bandits charged him with a war cry. They both thrust their spears forward at the same time. He lifted his left foot up and trapped the spear of the left bandit behind his knee, between his thigh and calf. He used his left hand to grab the spear of the second bandit. Both bandits tried to pull their spears back but found that the spears wouldn't budge. The stranger was now standing on one leg and his balance was impeccable. Not even the slightest wobble in his form.

The stranger looked at them for a second and what happened next happened so fast that neither could comprehend what happened. One moment they were trying to retract their spears from the stranger and the next their heads were rolling on the ground.

Mikasa saw this as well and was able to deduce what happened though she couldn't fathom how. The stranger suddenly had a sword in his hand that he got from... somewhere. It was a guard less chukoto with a black metallic handle. In a motion too fast for eyes to catch, he had lobbed both bandits heads off.

The bodies fell to the ground and the stranger walked around them, towards Mikasa. Upon reaching her, he realized by her shaking that she was on the verge of unconsciousness and that she was only awake due to her adrenaline.

"Sleep, little one. You are safe now" and as soon as he said those words, her heart rate began to slow, her eyelids felt like they weighed a tonne and she began to fall asleep.

(1 week later)

Mikasa gave a tired groan as she woke up. Her muscles felt so stiff, it hurt to move. Suddenly, her last memories came flooding in. She sat up in her bed so fast that her head began to spin. Tears started falling from her eyes as she remembered what happened to her mother, her father, her home. She just sat their and cried her heart out. After a while her tears dried up and her cries became choked sobs until finally, she stopped. That's when she heard someone approaching her room. She quickly wiped her face clean of tear marks so that the stranger wouldn't see her weak.

The door opened and she saw the same stranger from last night.

"And who might you be?" he asked.

Mikasa thought about that simple question and wondered about the answer. She had lost everything that made her Mikasa. Her heart had become as cold as ice. She looked the stranger in the eye.

"I am Esdeath".

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Extremely long chapter, I know. I hope the small fight scene was okay.

This chapter is the beginning of how Esdeath came to be and the next chapter will show how she became one of the strongest characters in Akamega Kill!

I hope you like this chapter. I will try to update as soon as possible. Wohoo