Yo Megatronus here, this time I'm going to be dipping my toes into the complex realm of Naruto. This one will be different however, see, one of my first fanfic's ever read was a Naruto fic on my first account when I was like 13. I have to do this one justice even if it's only a oneshot. Stay tuned, I'm about to pour my damn soul out in like 1k to 2k words of an intro. This will feature heavy elements of another fandom that most probably won't recognize, if you do feel free to mention it in any reviews

As usual, if you recognize it, I don't own it.

(Pov: Random Kumo Genin team)

It was a quiet evening in Izon, a small town located in the Land of Lightning known for being almost directly at the border of Shimogakure. This close residence made it a primary client of said village, something that Kumo had immense dislike for. The Cloud Ninja made it a point when they came through to remind the citizens of Izon just who they owed fealty to, after years its almost became a right of passage for Genin squads to be brought to Izon for this purpose. Today was one such day as three squads of Genin were just setting foot in the town.

"Josei-Sensei, why do we have to do this? This feels… wrong." a short, pale skinned teen asked his teacher as they walked up to a bar full of patrons. Said Sensei was a tall man of lighter complexion, with short black hair and a heavy sword over his shoulder.

"We've been doing this since the end of the first war, kid, these damn farming peasants never seem to understand their place though. This time we've been permitted to blood you." as Josei said this a dark smile came over his face at the thought. He had been damn near begging the higher ups for a chance to test the kids, and if he just so happened to burn the town down, he could blame one of the brats for being trigger happy with a new jutsu.

With that said they walked into the bar ready to start their mission. The other two squads were busy checking the village for any sign of foreign or rogue shinobi, if found they took priority and the mission parameters changed immediately. All three Sensei's had been warned to be on the lookout, especially with Him on the loose. A ninja once so devoted to Kumo it had come as a surprise to many that he went rogue, but not before slaughtering his way out of the village right at the apex of the Third Great War.

A man known for butchering his enemies in ways so brutal that any who encountered him were told to retreat after surrendering their weapons so as to not be seen as a threat. Yes, Tesshin was truly a formidable shinobi, too bad he went rogue.

He said at the back of the bar in a private room, three cups into his wine. He had a smoking pipe laid out on the table, a faint purple smoke emitted from it as he rested eyes closed as he tried to relax. This bar was peaceful, but as he let his chakra slightly loose from the tight bonds he forced around it to hide from sensors he noticed something was amiss. Twelve Weak chakra signatures were in and around the village. He gripped the hilt of the nikana beside him in rage as he sniffed the air, a grimace coming over his face as he smelt ozone and steel. Kumo was here, he would have to make them leave.

He stood from his chair, his armor clinking slightly under the tattered cloak he covered himself in, before holstering his sword in the loop on his belt and looking in the mirror on the wall. He tilted his head, dark scraggly hair draping down to his shoulders. Brown of skin like most of Kumo's resident's with eyes of gold amber, some said it was like being in the presence of a wolf when he was around. He was in no position to disagree with the rumors, with some of the things he had done. He walked towards the door slowly but with a sense of purpose, pausing briefly when he felt a series of chakra spikes across the town along with smelling smoke flare up. A snarl formed across his face and he kicked the door off the hinges and it flew down the hall into an unsuspecting child holding a kunai.

Three hours had passed since Josei had led his team into the town and he was still trying to process how unlucky they had to be to run into Him of all people. His hands shook slightly as they surrounded him. His entire genin team had been killed in a flash in the bar, one of the little idiots being killed when a fucking door of all things came out of nowhere and decapitated her. The other two had been killed when two curved blades of pure chakra followed the door and split them in half, and not bisected.

Josei didn't really care about the brats but he didn't want them to die like that, that shit was pure nightmare fuel. If he lived long enough to dream after this that is. Tesshin was never known to forgive those who attacked innocent civilians.

Luckily he had managed to regroup with the rest of the shinobi assigned to this fuckup and they had the Beast surrounded, he couldn't hope to react to three A-Ranked Shinobi and the talented genin that they had been given. Those golden eyes unnerved Josei as they charged the Monster. Said 'monster' tilted his head back and opened his mouth, and Josei collapsed to the ground clutching his ears alongside his fellow shinobi. He shuddered, tears in his eyes as he tried to crawl away. That creature walked up to him, blood coating his sword that dragged along the ground.

He put his hands up to protect himself only to feel a burn in his chest as he was stabbed by the black and gold glowing Nikana in Tesshin's hands, the last thing Josei heard before his body was torn to shreds from the inside were the words "Radial Javelin". Glowing chakra blades erupted from inside Josei's body, a visceral shower of bloody body parts were pinned to the area around them. Forever ending the story of Josei of Kumo.

Tesshin walked out of the village, his pipe clenched in his hand as he blew out a dark purple cloud of smoke. He stopped as came upon the last house before the gates. The couple who directed him to the bar earlier in the day were laid out on the porch in front of their house. He shook his head and continued to walk but once again stopped as he heard crying in the house. He went inside and came upon a baby in a crib, crying out in hunger. The sight put a sad smile on his face as he brought a dagger out to return the poor thing to his parent's in the afterlife. Just as the blade was about to pierce the child's heart he stopped and instead picked the boy up.

"I'll raise you as my own child boy, and give you the life I never received. It will be a hard one, but I will be there to support you, every step of the way. Whatever name you had before shall be cast aside. Your previous parents were Weak and therefore must've given you a weak name." He lifted the boy up, the moon illuminating them and making the boy's white hair glow as he named him. "I dub you Raze Suraisa, heir to Tesshin Umbra." as Tesshin spoke his hair floated in the air. His chakra leaking out around them, a dark and heavy aura surrounding them.

"May the Lotus have mercy on all who oppose us, for I shall have none for them!"

Okay I know I know, a new fic when I got three more to update, but this one was burning through my mind. This story will feature mainly the two oc's aka Tesshin and Raze. Traveling around the elemental nations and getting into a variety of problems. I think this might be one of my personal favorite fics so far. This fic follows my usual deal, the response determines if I update this sooner or later

Megatronus out.