The Grimm Change

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The small village of Monchak was covered by a thin blanket of snow that made the town seem like a serene place from heaven. People, Faunus and Human were walking down the streets in thick jackets or coats to protect themselves from the sharp chill in the air. Children were chucking fist sized balls of snow at each other, screaming and running around despite the cold. One could find many young villagers in the small diners or food stands that were scattered across town, either desiring a hot meal to combat the frosty weather or the merry ambience excluded by these small shops itself.

In one such diner, 'The Monchak Munch', sat a blond boy at a booth near the window. He seemed to be in his young teens, and the two, large feline ears on his head identified him as a Faunus. Despite having spent six months in Remnant, Naruto was not used to the new 'features'. Although the ears could have been easily obscured by a hood, the tail was another matter altogether. Fortunately for the Huntsman-in-training, the people of the town held no hatred for him or any Faunus, at least not for being a Faunus. So, a few holes in his pants were all that he needed.

Without the excessive ramen intake, and his new balanced diet, the blond had grown well. He had grown by several inches, and developed a nice figure. He was by no means a mass of bulging muscles, but he had a decent build with traces of abs.

Naruto sat, his sapphire eyes staring at the page in front of him, a mug of hot chocolate in front of him. He let out a sigh, thinking over his current dilemma.

Over the past six months in this new world, Naruto had been pushed to his limits by his new teacher, Wokian Kenshi. A ramen chef. As surprising as that was, the boy knew better than to underestimate his mentor. The man had focused his attention on the blonde's physical training, as that was more malleable during his younger years. Naruto had also been learning how to properly handle himself in battle, in contrast to his previous 'hit, hit again, and hit one more time to be safe' mind set. He had to analyze his opponent's stance, come up with a strategy, execute the plan, beat the opponent. Of course it wasn't a solid way of achieving victory, but it worked. Mostly.

Wokian had also gotten Naruto one of those pistols from Drake's weapons shop, along with a set of bullets for every Dust element. Naruto had practiced his aim with some regular metal bullets he had bought from Drake himself, and was quite proficient with it. His favorite element had turned out to be Fire, as not only did it burst into flames and smoke to distract the opponent, it was flashy and explosive, exactly Naruto's style.

Naruto had also been working on his personal training with the Kyuubi. They had begun on fuinjutsu, as it was all Naruto could do with Aura. He had quickly gotten a good grasp of the stuff, finding it easily comprehensive, although his handwriting had been less than desirable. But that wasn't an obstacle for too long.

The boy's chakra training was a different matter entirely. He had not gone a single step forward. Naruto assumed it was because he had no Semblance training, and he had asked Wokian when they would begin on that, only to receive a cryptic reply of 'All in time, and fifty more push ups!'.

But the day before, the aged shopkeeper had told Naruto that they would be beginning his Semblance training from today. They would continue with a light physical regime to keep him in shape, but they would now begin focusing on his actual Semblance. The idea had the hyperactive ninja restless. And there were so many questions! What would his Semblance be? Offensive or defensive? Would he even have a Semblance?

"Calm down brat, worrying about that won't help right now, so get back to work! Just because you got the basics down easily doesn't mean you're ready for your father's sealing matrixes."

'Alright alright, bossy idiot. I swear you don't give me a second of peace. Although this matrix is pretty difficult. Now let's see; it's ten second pause seal over a stage three explosion seal. And there's the chakra detection seal, over a minor chakra identification seal. Now how to disarm it...hmm...wait, that's it! I'll just keep the chakra activation seal and cancel the chakra identification seal. That way it still need chakra but can't detect any. Ha, told ya I could do it.'

"Seems you pass the test. Now we can move to some of your mother's personal Uzumaki fuinjutsu, and maybe get you started on the basics of your father's sealing matrixes. Good job. Now we better get going to the human war shop. What was his name, Derek."

'It was Drake and I might as well check up on that thing I gave him.'

With those thoughts, the young shinobi chugged down the remainder of his drink, left some cash on the counter and left the small eatery, taking his papers with him.

Soon arriving at his destination, the blond went inside to find Derek hammering out a sword in the workshop. The blacksmith quickly completed his task and soaked the new sword in some water before walking towards his customer, cleaning the soot off his hands with dirty cloth.

"So, Naruto, what can I get for you?"

"Well, I actually wanted to ask about that little project I asked you to do, is it coming along well?"

Derek seemed slightly surprised at first before he recalled the blonde's instructions. That had been one heck of an order, and it might take him months before it was ready. He hadn't made something as fine as that in all his life, but it paid well. The man was by now more than familiar with Naruto's choice. Big and flashy.

"Yeah it's coming along well, although it might take a while longer. That kinda metal ain't easy to find. And your order was unlike anything I've ever made before."

The boy grinned in excitement. He could almost see it now. Him, wielding his weapon, causing destruction left and right. A shiver ran down Derek's spine at his young customer's expression. This kid actually scared him. That was when he recalled a message given to him earlier today.

"Hey Naruto, Mr. Wokian came over looking for you. He asked me to tell you to meet him at the usual place."

"What, really! Well then, I better get going then. Thanks a lot Derek, see you later."

With his usual shout and quick wave, Naruto was gone.

Running by many civilians walking down the streets, the ninja quickly arrived at their 'training ground', which was Wokian's surprisingly large backyard. It had a few trees scattered around near the tall fence. He jumped over the gate, landing nimbly and coming face to face with his mentor.

"You were nearly late!"

Naruto couldn't help the sheepish smile that came across his face as he scratched the back of his head. Damn, his sensei needed to lighten up a bit.

"Yeah, sorry about that, I had been busy."

The old man kept up the glare, only for it to fade away moments later as he heaved a sigh. Now he knew why no one ever took apprentices.

"I believe I can overlook this for one single time. We have to get to today's lesson, Semblance. Now, as I told you, our Semblance requires us to be able to concentrate during battle and someone to unlock it for the first time. I will help you in that regard. For now, all you can do is sit down and attempt to form your Semblance."

The blond crossed his legs and sat down in excitement, before closing his eyes and focusing on nothing but his energy. He felt Wokian place a finger on his forehead and suddenly a strange sensation flowed through him. He instantly saw the Aura and the Semblance, but they were still intertwined, and his attempts to pull them apart proved futile.

"Ugh, no matter how hard I try to pull it apart, it just doesn't come away from the Aura."

Wokian was quick to figure out what his young student was missing here.

"Then don't try to actively separate the two, just create another path for the Semblance that deviates from the Aura, and let your energy flow.

Both Naruto and his sealed companion were stunned when Wokian's suggestion worked like a charm, infuriated by the simplicity of the solution to their dilemma. Restraining the growl of frustration that rose to the back of his throat, the blond turned to his sensei to ask for instructions on the next step.

"Channel your Semblance outwards and we will see if it requires precise control like my metal animation, or requires large Semblance output instead."

With a deep breath and a mere thought, the blond allowed his spiritual energy to flow out of every pore in his skin. It actually reminded him of the Byakugan's Kaiten he had faced in his match against Neji.

Then, he felt a surge of strength through him. It felt cold, yet encompassing. It had a divine, regal feel to it, as the ninja let out a gasp at the sudden power. He felt invincible, indestructible. But it was gone too soon. He felt the energy fade away as he fell forwards, hearing Wokian's cries of alarm as he fell unconscious.

The first thing he felt once he woke up was the grass tickling the back of his neck. He pulled himself up, ignoring his body's attempts to dissuade him with pain. He noticed his mentor sitting next to him, as he recalled what occurred just before he was knocked out.

"What the hell happened? All I felt was this insane power coursing through my veins, before I fell down."

If the ramen chef was surprised, he didn't show it. He had seen a lot in his years, and this didn't take the cake. "You were surrounded by a large, orange ribcage. It exuded power, the likes of which I haven't seen before."

"I have. It was the Susanoo. It is an ability of the Sharingan that only two Uchiha were ever able to master, Madara Uchiha and his younger brother, Izuna. How you managed to get it, I don't know. But be thankful, for it is one of the most powerful techniques to exist."

"So, do you wish to try to activate it again. One is always better at something when he uses it more often."

The blond was pulled out of his reverie by the man who had stood up and dusted off his apron. Naruto rose to his feet, the fox having healed any damage he was still suffering from after the sudden activation of such a powerful move.

The boy began concentrating while he was standing this time, for he didn't expect an enemy to allow him time to meditate during battle. As he created a new path for his Semblance, one that flowed closer to his skin, he pushed out the energy again.

Once again, he felt the exhilarating rush of power, almost intoxicating. But he focused on his target, and brought his arms in front of himself. He found himself surrounded by the ethereal orange wispy armor.

"A person's Susanoo has different special abilities, depending on the user. Madara Uchiha's was like a combination of two. Each of its four arms could wield a sword, thus making it quite formidable. But the Susanoo is known for being the unbreakable defence, capable of taking any hit.

The Perfect Susanoo takes the form of a hundred foot tall warrior, usually in armor that resembles that of a samurai's. The Susanoo can then be used to augment your own techniques and is even capable of flight."

'Wow, that is so badass! Why don't we see just how far my Susanoo can go?'

"Shoot me!"

Wokian was more than surprised by the young Huntsman-in-training's demand, and for a second believed the Semblance was affecting his brain.

"A-Are you sure? I wouldn't want to hurt my student after all."

Naruto growled slightly in annoyance. Why now of all times?

"Come on, trust me!"

The shopkeeper decided to take a leap of faith and believe in the boy. He hadn't done anything to not warrant his trust, that was for sure. Pulling out his loaded guns, Wokian took aim at Naruto, or more specifically, the ribcage surrounding him. He slowly pulled back the trigger, and let the bullets fly, only for them to hit the orange energy and be completely destroyed. His young pupil remained standing without a single scratch on him.

The blond just stood there, growing tired due to spending all this Semblance on the day he first learnt to use it, but overjoyed at having successfully blocked the bullets. His joy seemed to lead to him channelling even more spiritual energy out, as he watched, awestruck, as two, large, skeletal arms grew on the sides of the ribcages. They were not connected, and seemed to just float there, as if held there by some levitation or magnetism.

The mentor could do nothing but watch as Naruto seemed to be getting better at his control over this strange Semblance. He was about to congratulate his student, only to watch as the young man fell to his knees, blood dripping down his mouth.

Pain. Agonizing, excruciating pain, filled Naruto's chest as he fell forward, barely hanging on to his consciousness.

"Hey brat, just deactivate the Susanoo and take it easy. You are feeling the effects of exerting too much Semblance. You aren't running out of it, but your body just hasn't ever handled such large amounts of spiritual energy without it being diluted by Aura. You did good, and you deserve a break."

Those words were all he heard before he fell asleep, too tired to continue for now.

Author's Note :

Hello gals and guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, as it answered many of your questions. Yes, Naruto's Semblance is Susanoo. Before anyone says that it is too powerful for the RWBYVERSE, I distinctly recall giving you all a warning that the Naruto in my story would be quite OP. So no flaming about that.

God, I was just so nervous writing down this chapter, I thought I might never get it out. But this was still on time. Yay!

And finally you guys are getting some real direction in this story. In the next couple of chapters, Naruto will get his weapon (if everything goes according to plan).

Now, kudos to all those authors that write their stories with no prepared plot and just go with the flow. That is truly an achievement. Having to make important story changing decisions rather quickly, and sometimes having to live with having made a bad choice, or believing something could have been done better.

Well I guess that's a wrap. Take care guys, review, follow, fav, or PM me if you have any inquiries. See you soon.

Peace Out

Kofukuna Shi no Kami