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Chapter 18

"There you are."

Sasuke turned his head slowly to the sound of Persia's voice. Making eye contact with her, he turned away and focused on the stars above him again. His childhood was rushing back to him each time he looked at those stars. Such a wonderful time back when he was a kid. He was happy.

Persia sat down beside him in the tree. Two of the trees next to him were frozen solid. Morning dew had dripped down them during his chilling nights and froze them into beautiful sculptures of art. "Jasper and Emert are wondering when you're coming back to the dorm. They're worried about you."

"And you're not?" Her eyes hardened. "I'm sorry. I've got a lot on my mind."

"I can tell. I'm here to get you over it. It's becoming very annoying and I wanted it to end now. So I'm going to help you overcome this block you're suffering from."

"It's not a block nor am I suffering from this." His scroll went off. Persia furrowed her brow as he pulled it out and read the name. Emert was calling him. "We can discuss this later. Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"Out in the forest with Persia. Why?"

"Turn on the news on her scroll. There's been an attack out in town. Reporters are covering it as it happens." Sasuke put him on speaker and relayed the message. Persia yanked out her scroll and put it on the news channel. A warehouse was burning with explosions sounding every so often. Gunfire could be heard from somewhere inside the warehouse. Men in military suits with rifles pointed at it stood around the building. "It was a White Fang rally. The fighting is still going on, but the Atlas Military isn't moving in to stop it. And one of their robots is going crazy on the highway. You need to get up here man. This stuff is really fucked up right now."

Sasuke hung up on him and watched the live feed from Persia's scroll. Ice formed over the tree and Persia could see her breath. Sasuke watched and waited for something to happen. An explosion ripped through the roof of the warehouse. Debris rained down from the sky and forced everyone to take cover. The reported was knocked away by one of the Atlas Military personal and forced back into her van. A speeding red blur darted out of the hole in the roof and then slammed back down through it. A scream echoed over the gunfire.

"At least someone is doing something about them," Persia remarked coldly. Sasuke touched her scroll and brought it closer. She looked him over and then the footage as it continued to play. A body was thrown out a window. He wore a broken white mask. He screamed for help. Members of the of the Atlas Military ran forward and grabbed him up. "He's going be to be questioned thoroughly and then killed." Sasuke walked away. "Where are you going?"

"I need to talk to someone before I can come back. I'll definitely be back to the dorm tonight."

(-)

"You're little reverse blade sword isn't going to be enough to stop me, brat." Edward James Almost still grunted under the strength of the blond. He was the White Fang Lieutenant, second in command should anything befall Adam, and this little kid was beating him. He was not pleased by any of this. If they crossed blades, he was pushed back. The only thing keeping him alive was the boy's desire to not kill. But he'd already slain a few of his men, either by accident or by choice. He wasn't sure which at the moment.

Naruto grunted and let Edward's weight push forward along the blade. It cracked as a result of the strain it was put under, but he paid it no mind. With a powerful shove he hurled the man backwards and sent him flying. Edward was quick on his feet and hastily came to a stop before he could hit the wall. The blond was quick to return to fighting him. A pair of gunshots rang out before he could get within ten feet of him and forced him back. The bullets were fast and he worked quickly to either block or evade them. He took one round to the thigh and twisted as his leg gave out momentarily.

He rolled with his weight, planted his hands, pushed off, and flipped up into the air to land on the roof. He disappeared from sight and appeared only a split second later from the side. Edward rushed forward with his chainsaw and sliced him clean in half. A look of victory might have been seen on his face if he didn't wear a mask. The blond exploded into smoke and the man was left feeling defeated yet again. It was the same tactic with him. Show up, fight, flee, and send a clone. Nothing changed. It was always it that order.

The earth rumbled beneath his feet and he jumped to the side, evading a pair of hands that exploded out of it. They quickly retracted when gunshots rang out.

"Get off the ground!" Edward ordered. He scrambled to some crates and jumped up on them. A few others were there with him as well, watching the concrete slabs for anything out of the ordinary.

A scream from behind drew his attention. They caught the passing image of someone's leg as they were yanked into the shadows. There was a gurgle and then nothing. For an eternity they waited before a scream sounded and a body came flying out of the darkness. They saw the blond throw another one of their members. A woman was the unfortunate person to catch the flying body. She hit the ground and whined as his heavy form threatened to crush her. Someone else jumped down to her aid and lifted him off her.

"Tha-" The end of a blade appeared through her chest. They looked back and saw the body of the man had come alive. He twisted the blade and she cried her silent scream as her body was cut nearly in half by the blade.

The man raised his gun but he never fired. The sword clove through his wrist and neck in a flash. He tried to scream but couldn't. He collapsed to the ground dead. The body of the fallen White Fang member got to their feet and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Naruto stood before them with his bangs covering his eyes.

"This is what you are, brat. A murderer… A savage… A ninja… A DEMON!" Naruto gripped his sword tighter. His breathing hitched in his throat and he felt fire pump through his veins. His blue eye ached. "This is what you are. Face it, brat. You're nothing but a Demon. You are a living weapon designed for war. Nothing more. You're existence is for war. Why do you think your father put me in you? Because he wanted to protect you from his enemies? No. He did it so that Konoha would have a weapon!"

An aura of red licked from his body like a living flame. His blue eye turned red and a desire for destruction hungered within him. The mocking laugh of Kyuubi echoed in his mind. Naruto screamed and his blade broke halfway down the blade. The tip stabbed into the concrete. The sword chipped more and more as the red aura covered the blade.

The moment the first gunshot rang out, Naruto felt pain and hatred course through him. It was a rush that he knew was not his own. This feeling was that of the Kyuubi's. Calming words from his mother fell upon deaf ears. Words of warning from his father were turned away. He focused only the soothing aura of rage that came from the Kyuubi. Naruto raged against all of them as a special slice of his own madness began to creep in on him. None were going to be spared from this. Ozpin was right. They were terrible people.

Naruto's power overflowed from him. His sword could barely withstand the intensity of his chakra as he infused more power into it. Each swing brought one of them to their knees. They cried, begged for mercy, whimpered in fear of him, or stood and fought on. Some dark twisted part of him admired that about them. They were going to stand and fight against him, despite the power difference. Naruto was crushing them. They could hardly stand amongst his destructive force. And yet they wanted to oppose him? Why? They had no chance of victory. He was crushing them.

Edward rushed to greet him in combat. Naruto swung his broken blade and cleaved through the chainsaw in one swing. Edward stopped and looked at the broken blade of his weapon before turning to face the blond. Naruto backhanded him away and rushed after a few other members that were within arms-reach of him. He slaughtered them.

"Sir," Edward glanced at the speaker. "You need to leave! We can handle him!"

"Are you mad? We all need to leave!" Edward glanced back at the fighting. He felt light headed. Something warm slid down his left leg. He touched his stomach and his hand came back red. When did he get me? He shook his head to clear those thoughts from his mind. He could survive it. It wasn't deep enough to be fatal. "Bring the cars around here and we'll leave. Our lives are worth more than this stuff. We can't win this fight. I'll have to tell our benefactor about this. And Adam…" He dreaded telling him this. Blake was here and then this man showed up and murdered all of their men and scared away their new recruits. Surely they could spin this, couldn't they? A singly boy slaughtering them all was just unbelievable.

Naruto turned their way. Edward reached for a rifle. His men shoved him out of the warehouse. He got to his feet fast enough and watched as the one that shoved him out was ripped down beneath the window. A scream sounded. A jeep showed up and he cursed his weakness for leaving them to die.

Naruto watched him go from the window before he turned back to the fight at hand. Those that remained had abandoned guns and replaced them with crude weapons. Raising the shattered sword, Naruto's eyes became lifeless. They charged him with a battle cry. Naruto closed his eyes and momentarily felt the pull of his parents trying to sooth the raging beast he'd become. "This is your future if you return home. You're going to be a terrible weapon of war." Screaming, Naruto hacked his way through them and cried silently as he did so.

(-)

"How is that even possible?" James resisted the urge to yell. This was beyond unprecedented. This was the biggest mistake and blow to his military might that he had ever endured. How had they gotten their hands on some of his greatest military might was beyond him, but it was something he was going to tear apart everything in his military to find it. "Well find out where the leak came from and shut them down. I don't care who they are what they are. You find them and throw them in a cell. I'll handle the rest." He hung up, sighed, and massaged the bridge of his nose.

"Trouble in paradise?" Glynda asked softly. Her mood was offsetting. He knew why she was here. She tapped away at her scroll and before long had spun it around to show the remains of a Paladin. Ice, burn marks, and rose petals covered the ground. She tore it away from him before he could touch it. "Ozpin isn't happy with this. You brought your military here as a show of force and now innocent people are hurt or dying. If you had simply came by yourself none of this would have happened!"

"This one machine wasn't taken from my ships, Glynda!" She stepped back, unsure. "I just got word that one of the production facilities took notice of a shipment of them missing from production. They're not completed models. The one that was out on the streets tonight was one that was taken from that production station. We've already put in an investigation on the matter. I'm going to personally find out who was responsible for this."

"You might not have to look too far on that," she confessed. "Roman Torchwick, a known criminal, was sighted leaving the scene with another woman that we don't know. When we catch him you can him all the questions you want. Until then, Ozpin wants to talk to you."

James took a deep breath before nodding. He followed after her through the courtyard and in a matter of minutes was whisked away to the tower where Ozpin was waiting for them. Ozpin was looking at the video footage of the fight. He was not pleased in the slightest by the turn of events. James waited patiently for his lifelong friend to speak. Ozpin continued to watch the events unfold before his scroll buzzed. The headmaster was slow to respond to it. He checked it over and then stood up. "James, would you care to explain to me why one of your newly developed machines was tearing apart the city tonight?"

James shuts his eyes as he said, "One of my production facilities just reported a breech in our security. We're looking in to it right now. But I'm more curious about why there are reports of children running fighting on top of cars and destroying my property."

"I'm looking in on that as well. But what concerns me the most is that you have allowed members of the White Fang to take possession of some of your weaponry that you just proudly displayed to the people of Vale," Glynda responded harshly. "James, this is exactly what we were worried about. You brought them the means to weapons that they didn't have access to. Now, for all we know, they have access to them from your ships."

"We're not pointing fingers here, Glynda," Ozpin told her quietly. "But she is right, James. For all we know, they have invades your ships and wanted you to bring them here to aid their cause. While can't be too certain of this, Qrow has informed us that she has pawns and clearly the White Fang are her pawns. Torchwick is a man of many things, but he is not a symbol for the White Fang. He is using them. And I highly doubt that someone like him would work with them without them backing him for no reason. He isn't backing them, he's using them. And they don't know it yet."

"Then we find out if this Queen is using them through Torchwick. Perhaps we can get some leads on them and Queen if we can capture him."

"He's probably not going to talk," Ozpin pointed out. James took a deep breath and steeled himself for something worse. "But we do have options," Ozpin confessed. "We just need to wait for them to present themselves. In the meantime, the police and your people were able to gather a few stragglers from the warehouse incident and all of them are ready for questioning. I'll let you take charge on this."

Ozpin handed a folder to him. James skim read it before heading for the elevator. It sprang open and Sasuke stood inside with his eye narrowed on the man. "Sasuke?"

"I'm here to speak with Ozpin about something," he answered. He paused and looked at the man. "Have you made any progress on getting Naruto back home?"

"None I'm afraid. But we are still looking into it. Don't worry. We'll get him home safe and sound soon enough."

Sasuke grunted and let him in as he exited. James gave him a sad smile before the doors shut. With the Military head out of the way, Sasuke turned on Ozpin and pointed at him. "Where's Naruto? And don't lie to me either."

Glynda adjusted her glasses. "What are you talking about?"

Crossing his arms, the former Uchiha's Sharingan sprang to life. Ozpin laced his fingers together at the sight of the powerful eye. He didn't have a workaround for that kind of power, not yet anyways. "Sasuke, what you're asking can't leave this room. Do you understand?" Nodding slowly, Ozpin pressed a button on his desk. There was a click and the elevator locked. He tensed up and felt a desire to fight forge in him. "Before I answer your question, I have one of my own. I do hope you will answer truthfully, as I do not like being lied to for no reason than to hide evidence of mistrust."

"I haven't lied to you yet."

"I have my doubts about that." Sasuke's eye narrowed. "What do you know about Naruto? How much do you know about him? Have you kept anything from us?"

"I've told you everything I know about him. He was on my team. He's a Jinchuuriki for Kyuubi. He was an orphan at birth and has no real talent for Ninjutsu because no one could really teach it to him. Not saying they really tried either, but that's not really…" Sasuke stopped and stared at Ozpin. His question was rather specific it seemed. Like he had learned something Sasuke hadn't about his former teammate. "What did he say to you?"

Ozpin's brow furrowed and a slight scowl formed on his lips. "You said he's an orphan, correct?" Nodding slowly, the gray haired headmaster stood up fully and walked around the desk. Glynda took a step back. "On Wednesday Naruto came to me with a desire to get his blade reforged. I approved of this, naturally, for reasons I didn't want to divulge at the time. It was what he said to me after I questioned his desire to inform Miss Belladonna about his past and his power. I will not deny that she is smart… possibly smarter than anyone on her team. But him telling her doesn't break our agreement. So long as Blake doesn't tell anyone else, you're secret is safe. But it was what he said to me that has me questioning how well you know him." Ozpin braced himself against the desk. "Father said lies have weight," he repeated it word for word. "How can an orphan know his father? Did Naruto have a stepfather, an adopted father, or a father figure?"

"He…" Sasuke's word fell short. Naruto never had a stepfather, which would imply his mother lived through the event somehow that killed her. But if she did, then where were they now? Sasuke was certain he'd never seen anyone pick Naruto up from the academy when they were little. So that couldn't be it. And Naruto didn't have an adopted father either. All the grownups hated him. Why adopt someone you'd hate? A father figure seemed more likely, but Naruto would never call them that. That simply wasn't his style. "He never had a father figure or anything of that nature."

"Then how did he know his father told him that?"

Grinding his teeth, the one eyed teen thought harder on the question. "I don't have an answer for that," he confessed finally.

Ozpin shut his eyes. "Aside from how he has been since he woke up, has Naruto acted differently from what he used to when you were back at your village? Is there any differences in how he acts then compared to now?"

"He's smarter and he's angry about being here, but other than that…" Again, Sasuke paused. It was hard for him to accept it, but it had begun to nag at the back of his mind since the day he woke up. "During our fight when Naruto woke up and the Grimm attacked, there was a moment when he spoke to me while fighting me. He told me, "Save my son," before we started fighting again. At the time I didn't know what he meant. I thought he was just saying random stuff. But now that I think on it, there was definitely something strange about that."

"Are you suggesting that somewhere inside Naruto there might be some form of his father?" Glynda asked slowly. There were people of great power out there in the world. People with power so terrible that it could drive a person mad. But what Sasuke was suggesting was beyond the realm of normal, even for them. "I'm a believer in many things, Sasuke, but that is simply pushing too many boundaries for my liking."

"We can summon the Shinigami, a Death God, and you're thinking that what I just said is not in the realm of possibilities? Even I find it hard to believe, but if there is one thing I've learned about Naruto, it's that he has a way of surprising you no matter what you choose to think about him. I thought he was weak, and in a fight for our lives, he turned out to be stronger. When I was afraid of dying to a large snake that would make these Grimm seem like babies, he ran full force into it because he wasn't afraid of it. Naruto has never doubted himself. He always stands at the front of everyone else. And it took me a while to see it, but I know why. Because he doesn't want to walk over the corpses of his friends. That's why he will always rush head first into danger. And when you think he's out, guess what, he's not. So if he has some piece of his father's soul inside him or saw him at some point in his life, then you know what, he's good at keep secrets after all."

Ozpin chuckled. "So you think Naruto isn't hiding something from you?"

"I would be surprised if he wasn't." Pressing forward, the former Uchiha gave the headmaster a glare as he repeated his earlier question. "What have you done?"

Ozpin cleared his throat and looked into his single eye. "I did what was needed." Sasuke's knuckles turned white. "Sasuke, understand that this is something Naruto asked to do in the very beginning. He said he would fight for us, and I gave him my word that I would help him go home. That is what I aim to do. But I will not let someone who wants to fight, who has the capacity to do so, linger and grow rusty. Naruto has proven to be a formidable opponent to both you and the Grimm. Were the shoe on the other foot, do you think he'd care if you were the one I sent out to combat the White Fang?"

"Naruto doesn't kill and he's not known for being able to sneak around too well." He bite his tongue after saying that. Naruto knew when to be sneaky. He just usually had to have people tell him what to do. But he could get the job done. Ozpin tapped on his scroll a few times and handed it over to Sasuke. "What is this?"

"The death count from the White Fang rally," he told him simply. "Twenty-seven are dead and the wounded count is still coming. Each one of them was a member of the White Fang." Image of people with slash markings and stab wounds appeared on the scroll. Sasuke flipped through them. "I asked him to keep team RWBY safe. I knew what they were doing. And as such, I wanted to give them the best protection I could think to provide for them. With all other teachers currently being, well, teachers, I couldn't just send them out to watch a couple of students try to play hero to tail them. Naruto was the only viable option with his disguising ability. If the shoe was on the other foot, Sasuke, I'd have sent you. Would have you agreed to do it?"

Setting it down slowly, Sasuke nodded. "I would have gone. I would have gone and there would be no survivors."

"It is with a heavy heart that I gave him those orders, but the White Fang are terrorists. We've tried things peacefully, but now they mean to bring down Vale. As a Huntsman, I can't allow this. I have a sworn duty to protect the people of Vale and I will do so with the tools I am provided. Given the chance, I would use him again." Sasuke pulled out his own scroll and checked the heart monitor on it. It was faster than normal. Perhaps he was still fighting? He wanted to call him, but stopped himself. That would be a distraction. "Sasuke, you have to let him go. He's not training to be a Huntsman like you. He's retaining his ninja way. I gave him the chance to join and he refused because he felt like it would be betrayal to what he truly is."

"A living weapon." The three turned. Naruto was pressed against the wall. He looked out of breath. "I heard enough, so you know. And yes, my father is inside me. So is my mother. It has to do with the seal on me. Something about them planting a piece of their chakra with an imprint on it. It gave them the ability to speak to me. They're still there." Naruto slid down the wall, leaving a trail of red liquid as he did. Glynda was the first one to him. "Hey, why is the room so blurry?" He fell over to his side, catching himself before he hit the ground. Glynda propped him upright. Her hand was soaked in blood. "I think I got shot about… seven… maybe ten times. Is that bad?"

"Yes! Very!" Glynda placed him down on the floor while Ozpin called the nurse to bring up some medical supplies. Sasuke pulled a kunai out and cut away his shirt. The bullet holes were slowly closing, giving them an idea on where he was shot at and if the bullet had gone through him entirely. "He needs a blood transfusion and we need to get him to surgery right now."

"We can perform it right here," Sasuke told her.

"He needs proper medical treatment!"

"You wanted to use him for some secret operation! How are you going to explain a thirteen year old boy being shot nearly a dozen times to anyone?" Glynda looked to Ozpin for support on the subject. He was too busy calling someone to take point in their argument. Glynda took the knife from Sasuke and cut into Naruto's right arm. The young man didn't even scream. She gave him credit for that. "I can see the bullet. It's lodged in the bone. I can get it out," she explained. Her fingers dug inside his flesh and pulled out a small metal object no bigger than her pinky nail. "He's going to need actual medical attention, Sasuke. We won't be able to cover this up."

Ozpin put his scroll away while saying, "James is bringing a transport over with a medical team. He's going to keep this discrete." Naruto groaned as Glynda began pressing down on the wound with the remains of his shirt. "Sasuke, we'll discuss this later." The elevator opened and a pair of men walked in with a stretcher. They worked fast to get the young blond on it and strap him down. After a few quick checks to make sure he was securely strapped in they moved him out. Ozpin, Glynda, and Sasuke followed after them. "This is going to be a serious surgery, Sasuke. We'll notify you if anything changes. You have my word on this."

"Your word is not good enough right now."

"Then I'm sorry, but you're still going to have to wait. Not even I will be allowed in the surgery room." With that, Sasuke was left behind as the medical teams took Naruto away with Glynda and Ozpin along for the ride.

(-)

"Why are there so many cops here?" Ruby asked in a whisper.

Blake shook her head at her leaders' question. The sight of the destroyed warehouse where the Faunus had come to join the White Fang was easily spotted. Metal was wrenched into odd angles. Blood coated the floor like fresh paint. Men and women worked the area with bags while medical personal hauled off full bodies that were either dead or alive. Cops and Atlas Military personal moved weapons and other various crates out and into large trucks for transportation. Whatever evidence was left inside the warehouse that Blake hoped to gain was now gone.

"I can think of a few reasons," Yang whispered. Weiss lowered her scroll in front of them. Yang snatched it up. Blake crouched beside her. There was a small commercial to get through before the news come on. It showed the warehouse they were at and a battle ragging on. "Someone must have followed you, Blake."

"Maybe it was the rest of my team," Sun theorized. He grimaced when a body flew out of the window from the news footage. "Of course I don't think they'd be that cruel."

"Never knew them to be that cruel either if it was them. We can ask them later." Neptune told them. The girls got to their feet as the footage ended. "I hate to say it, but someone knew they were going to be here. This is too setup for anything other than an inside job."

"You think the White Fang had a traitor in their midst?" Weiss questioned. Neptune nodded. Sun rubbed in his chin in thought. "Well then I want to meet this traitor if he's still alive. I'm sure he has some information on them if he's been with them for a while. But why do this now? He put innocent lives at risk. And that was before Torchwick jumped in a robot."

"Who knows," Yang confessed tiredly. "We need to get back to Beacon before they get any crazy ideas." Blake looked at the carnage before departing with them. She could get her answers later on. She had more options to figure out what they were planning. "So why'd you abandon us in the fighting, Sun, Neptune?"

Both boys offered sheepish looks before Sun said, "I knew you girls had it. Besides, I have low stamina. Using my Semblance really takes it out of me." Neptune gave him a curious glance and received an elbow to motivate him to lie. "What's your excuse, Neptune?"

"We got lost trying to reach you ladies," he answered plainly. Sun shrugged. Not really a lie, but one that would make him seem less cool. He couldn't just say that they had it? "I'm hungry. Let's get back to Beacon and get something to eat. I don't really like going to sleep on an empty stomach."

Their stomachs rumbled collectively. Weiss looked dignified about it and marched past the boys and grabbed a cab for them. "I'm not paying for you slackers," she told them hotly. "You could still have come to make sure we were okay." Ruby shut the door, offering an apologetic look towards the two. Yang patted Neptune on the shoulder and motioned to her bike. He shrugged and jumped on with her. Sun looked around and sighed. "Better hopto it, Sunny-boy!" Weiss joked halfheartedly as the cab pulled away.

(-)

James looked over the sleeping Naruto with a scowl on his face. Ozpin sipped on his coffee before tilting his head to the side and saying, "I guess he wore red so no one would know when he was hurt. Cover up the blood," before going back to his drink.

"How can you be so careless right now? You just put that young boy in through hell! Ozpin, do you know what you just did?" James hissed at him.

"I did what was necessary. Whether you like it or not, there was no one else I had available that could do this. Who would you have me contact that is at my academy that could do this? Qrow? He doesn't work at this school and he's out on a long term mission for us. Raven? She's missing, presumed dead, and even then, I find it very hard to trust someone that doesn't report in right now. Glynda would be too easily recognized and her specialty is not espionage, and neither is it Oobleck's or Port's. I couldn't turn to you, because you'd send your soldiers to ransack the place. This only got bad because of Paladin that they had. If they didn't have that, things would be different."

"But he's only thirteen!" James wanted to punch him. Sure, he had students that were young, probably a little older than Naruto, but they were first year students, not trained military soldiers capable of stopping Grimm and terrorists in their tracks. This was not what they were just yet.

"I'm fully aware of how old he is, James, but we both know that his power far surpasses that of most of the people I could have used. If they were here, I would have sent them, not him. I wanted to ensure that nothing bad would happen, and yet despite my best precautions on the matter, people still ended up hurt because of the weapons they had access to. We can't turn a blind eye to the White Fang anymore. I have tried to do this peacefully, but now that they threaten the Kingdom with war and genocide, I'm not going to hold back on them. I will use whatever power I have to stop them. Even if it means sending someone who wants to fight to their death. Naruto is a soldier, a ninja, and he wants to be used. You can't say that you don't have students who want to be used for something more than what they are. That's why they train to become Huntsman and Huntresses."

James held his ground. Ozpin looked through the window to where Naruto slept. They pulled eight rounds from him. He was going to be out for maybe a day. The nurse in charge didn't ask questions. James didn't even explain what had happened or why the boy was brought aboard. Ozpin got the idea that James was brainwashing his students for this war that they fought in the name of peace. He wasn't wrong to want to be prepared, but history never looked kindly to those that prepared for war. They showed their hands and seldom won.

Ozpin turned on his heels and walked for the hanger. "Let me know when he wakes up. I have questions for him that he has to answer for me. It'll make things easier on both of us if you just promise me to do that." James gave a quick nod. "For what it's worth, James, he's not just a kid. He's something special."

Yeah… I kind of get that, he thought. Naruto grunted and his heart monitor pulsed irregularly for a moment. James watched as a single tear slid down his face. He's crying? Is he crying for the people he killed or for something else?

(-)

Sasuke entered his dorm and saw Persia sitting at her bed filing her nails. Jasper was gone and he could hear Emert singing in the shower. "You staying the night, finally?" Sasuke flexed his arm and ice formed over it in a thick black. He shattered it and it evaporated before it reached the carpet. She glanced over at his bed and went back to filing her nails. "Good," she said simply. "Now you can shut Emert up when he starts singing in his sleep. It's getting annoying."

Sasuke laughed and sat down on his bed. "Thank you, Persia." Her eyes darkened and for a moment he could see confusion in them before it was replaced with her cold natural look. "Why does your father think women are nothing but baby makers?"

"Grandpa is the same. He believes his father can do no evil, so he believes he is right. Women are worthless people designed only for the process of making babies and house hold chores. That's how Grandpa is, that's how all the males are on my dads' side of the family. So I despise all men." She looked at her nails and then to him. "I don't despise you. You see me as something other than a worthless female. Perhaps one day I will see you in a better light than what I already do. But for now, don't expect me to come pull you from your tree again if you get like this. I'll just shoot you with an arrow and hope you survive."

"Fair enough. Come set me straight if I screw up. I think that's fair."

"I said I'll shoot you. I didn't say I'll straighten you out." She returned to filing her nails and then laid down. "Father was right about one thing," she confessed bitterly, "I'm not a woman. I'm just a thing designed for sick pleasure." Sasuke looked away and waited for Emert to come out of the shower. "What sort of father issues did you have? I can see it in your eye. Someone who longed for the attention of another and never received it. So what sort of problems do you have?"

"There isn't enough time in the world for me to tell you about my problems." The female Faunus blinked slowly and then looked at the ceiling. "My problems stem from my brother, nothing else. My father might have loved me, I don't know. But he praised me once and that was all I needed. I believe that parents who say the other praise them are liars now. My mother said my dad praised me when I was little. I never believed her fully 'till I heard it from him. As wrong as that is, that's probably the start of my problems."

"So we both have daddy issues." She rolled over. "Go take a shower. You smell like pine trees. It's disgusting."

A/N

Kind of a short chapter, I know. Sorry about that. So just to be clear on something because this seems to be going over some peoples' head, Naruto is not exactly in the right state of mind. Sure, we've seen him bounce back from Sarutobi's death and Jiraiya's death, but really, he's thirteen, not fifteen like how when Jiraiya died, and even then, he had someone there that he knew could cheer him up and help him get over it. This isn't a death in his life that he can cry on some shoulder and move on with. This is him learning the horrible truth of what a Jinchuuriki is, what they are, and what they're used for. Minato and Kushina can't come out and explain that the reason they didn't come out sooner was because they needed chakra to help him/seal the Kyuubi later on in his life. They can't let Kyuubi know why they're even in there to begin with. That would ruin the only chance they have of stopping him should the seal break.

So because of that, Naruto can't just accept everything that has been done to him. He sees this as sort of a betrayal from his father since his mother didn't want this life for him. Sure, Minato has explained everything to him about the fight he had with The Masked Man, the Kyuubi attack, and how he split the Kyuubi's power in half, along with how Kumo wanted Kushina for her Uzumaki blood, the same blood that flows through Naruto. Naruto might not have the natural suppression ability that Kushina has, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist in some fashion in him.

I just wanted to say that. Because I try to look at things realistically, and from my perspective, this is sort of how a thirteen year old with god-like powers, might act. Naruto became a little crazy, listened to the Kyuubi over his parents, and decided to butcher his attackers because he wanted to show them that he was a living weapon of war. That's just it. That was how I wanted things to go with him.