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Here's the next installment of The Legend of Uzumaki Naruto!
In the dark of night, bathed in the light of the shining moon, a small group of warriors could be seen, or rather heard, moving across the nigh endless plains of Mulgore. Its members crept along the soft; dew covered grass, and their large hooves making loud clumping sounds as they moved.
The group was composed of many tauren, outfitted in armor, clutching weapons of all different kinds and sizes, their faces set so they resembled those of statues, hard and still. Their eyes, ranging from a deep amber to a light purple, and everywhere in between, glittered in the light of the moon, along with the sharp axe heads, sword blades and spear heads that they carried. Some carried bows, with large quivers with equally large arrows across their backs.
But among the group of tauren were two interlopers. An orc, dressed in a leather kilt, with large leather boots, heavy plate pauldrons, leather gloves, a tabard bearing the symbol of Orgrimmar and carrying a large sword at his side stood in the middle of the group, his eyes wary, moving swiftly towards every foreign sound made, every flash of movement unknown to him.
Next to the orc, a young human stood, who was, by contrast, apparently uninterested in his surroundings. Instead, this human kept his eyes forwards, his deep blue eyes set in front in a determined, stoic stare. He was dressed in wide, black leather pants that only went down to the middle of his shins. He wore heavy boots, a leather jacket, had numerous pouches on his belt, which consisted of a piece of cloth tied around his waist, on the front of which was a metal plate with a symbol resembling a leaf etched into it. He wore a pair of green goggles that rested on his forehead and slung across his back was a sheathed short sword.
A little ways in front of the human, walked what one could guess was the leader of the group. Dressed in a dark brown leather kilt, decorated with tribal patterns, huge leather pauldrons, leather gloves, boots and jerkin, all of which bore a symbol of a teardrop-shaped shield, upside-down, with two large axes crisscrossing behind it, and a large, eagle-headed totem between the two axe heads. On his back was a massive looking weapon, resembling a totem pole that was decorated heavily in blue and red symbols.
Kaine glanced back at the top of the massive weapon, his mind suddenly drifting back to a few hours prior, when he had received it.
Flashback
"Since we have reached an agreement about our battle plan, then I leave it to the clan heads to choose the warriors who will participate in this raid," Archdruid Hamuul Runetotem announced, his raspy, yet strong-willed voice easily commandeering the attentions of everyone in his presence.
"You'd best choose quickly, as well," he continued, "for it would be in our best interested to get this done as soon as possible. Tonight they will make the march to the Venture Co. camp to the north. Does that sound agreeable to all?"
A rousing chorus of "yes" spurred the room into action. The many clan heads soon left, likely to gather their members in order to ask for volunteers.
Kaine didn't think that they'd have to ask more than once.
When the cabin was nearly empty, save for Hamuul, Naruto, Golbarn and Veroden, Hamuul turned to Kaine.
"Kaine, I believe that I have something for you," he said, motioning the young tauren to follow him.
At this point, Veroden turned, "I will watch over Cairn, he will need someone close, I think, if he intends to get through this."
Hamuul nodded, "A fine idea, my friend. But Cairn is strong…I have no doubt that he will pull through."
Veroden said nothing in return, and left quickly.
Hamuul led Kaine, Naruto and Golbarn across the courtyard in front of Cairn's lodge. They turned into a lodge that housed the bridge that led to Elder Rise, and upon reaching the Rise itself, entered the massive tent that lay atop it.
Hamuul crossed the room, Kaine still following diligently, before he stopped in front of a large totem pole, about as tall as Kaine, a little over a foot in diameter and standing straight up, fastened to the ground by large wooden clamps.
Or rather, that was what Naruto and Golbarn thought it was. Kaine, however, recognized it instantly.
"This…you're…giving me this?" he croaked, almost too shocked to speak.
Hamuul chuckled, his grey eyes glittering with both pride, and a small touch of melancholy.
"Yes, young one. This is your grandfather's wartotem. Seeing as how both he and your father are indisposed, I think that you are the right one to wield it," the Archdruid said, smiling slightly.
Kaine was stunned by the offer. His grandfather's wartotem was a massive, unique weapon that was said to have been forged by the spirits of the earth. Cairn had wielded it in battle against the demons in the Third War, where he created earthquakes with each strike of the massive club. When he had been young, Kaine had been in awe of the stories of his grandfather, which, when he had begun his training, had led him to take up the massive hammer, so that if he ever got the chance to use a wartotem, then he'd be ready and able to use it.
He smiled slightly, reaching for the huge weapon. It was so large that he had to encircle it with both his arms, and lift it from between the clamps that held it upright. He didn't dare swing it here, lest he accidentally hit something and blast it to dust.
"Use it well, young one." Hamuul said, smiling.
Kaine grinned, tucking it under his right arm. "I plan to, old man," he retorted.
The moment was broken when Naruto decided to ask, "What the hell is that? How the hell are you supposed ta' fight with that big thing?"
Kaine snorted, "Obviously, you don't realize the power this wartotem possesses, wanna find out?"
Naruto rolled his eyes, "Yeah, like you could hit me with a piece of firewood."
A vein throbbed in Kaine's forehead.
"Why don't you come over here and call this a piece of firewood, you little pinkskin!"
"Fine, stupid cow, I will!"
Golbarn cast a resigned look over at Hamuul, who was watching the proceedings, a slight smile tugging at his lips.
"Are you sure that was wise?" he asked, watching as the two's bickering gradually began to escalate into another sparring session.
Hamuul laughed, "Perhaps, perhaps not. But I believe Kaine will do his father and grandfather proud in wielding that weapon."
CRACKOOOM!
Both Golbarn and Hamuul fought to retain their balance as Kaine finally lost it, driving the weapon into the ground where Naruto had previously stood.
"I meant if it was wise to give it to him when he is still on the Bluff…" Golbarn muttered, dusting himself off.
"Perhaps not…"the aged druid muttered, sweat dropping.
End Flashback
Kaine patted the top of the wartotem, smiling a bit. He would use the power of the spirits to end the destruction caused by the Venture Co. He would use them to help his grandfather, maybe even save his father. But what was more important was to drive the Venture Co. from Mulgore forever.
He looked sideways at Naruto, who was still staring forwards, his face set.
And it was all because of this guy…
This annoying, loud, strong, and surprisingly wise boy, who had not only convinced him to take action against the Venture Co. regardless of what might happen to his father and grandfather, but was even choosing to fight himself. Granted, the boy was certainly obligated to do it, but the fact that he was doing with such force, such zeal, as if he were a tauren himself, and he cared about what happened to Kaine's people. It was a new experience for the young tauren indeed.
From a very early age, he had been taught and told that humans were hateful, prejudiced and horribly destructive. They were convinced that they ruled the earth, and that everyone else was inferior to them. That was why, in his eyes, the Horde and its members had been so amazing. They accepted the supposedly "lesser" races into their fold; the trolls, who were denoted as savages by the humans; the orcs, who were almost eternal enemies of the humans since they had arrived on Azeroth; the undead, whom were regarded by many other races, not just humans, as being revolting creatures who didn't deserve to exist on this world. Even the tauren themselves, who from first appearance were labeled as monsters, had been treated fairly, and brought into the power of the Horde. Yet the Horde had accepted them all, and they had forged what almost everyone had thought was an unbreakable bond that could outlast the constantly changing alliances of the Alliance.
But, of course, that hadn't been so. As he grew older, he had learned of the rifts that races within the Horde had created between themselves. Around the time that the Forsaken had left, he had discovered that even his own people were slightly unnerved by the undead beings, and many were almost glad that they would no longer have to deal with their presence in Thunder Bluff. It was startling to him to believe that even his own race was not as accepting as they first appeared to be.
And yet this boy, this insufferable little annoyance that he found both enjoyable to fight against, and fun to be around, didn't seem bothered or even repulsed by what was different than him. Hell, he had even arrived with an orc at his side, speaking the very language that was held common between them, Orcish. He didn't discriminate, he didn't hate what was different, he was accepting, and even willing to help a group that had been his kind's enemy years before.
Of course, Kaine had a slight suspicion that Naruto had very little knowledge of this fact, and wondered where the boy had been all his life to be so ignorant of his kind's enemies.
He'd find out later.
It was almost dawn when the mechanical rhythm of heavy machinery suddenly appeared, causing both Naruto and several tauren to wince at the volume and suddenness.
Golbarn stopped, and gestured for the others to do the same. The orc had been up almost all night running through various attack plans, and after reviewing a map that had been drawn up of the Venture Co. camp, he had come up with what he believed to be a suitable attack plan.
If it was one thing he hated, it was not having a plan.
"A direct assault would almost inevitably end in ruin. So, I have designed a plan that I trust" he cast a frightening glare in Naruto's and Kaine's direction, causing both youths to blush slightly and smile sheepishly, "that you will all follow it."
"I have not had the chance to observe the camp itself, so I must ask that someone, who can keep themselves hidden and move swiftly, scout out the area we are going to attack. I want details on number of workers and able-bodied guards, and who the apparent leader is."
One tauren, who was slightly shorter than Kaine, about Golbarn's height, raised a hand. A quiver of arrows had been strapped to his side, and he clutched a longbow in his hands.
"I believe that I can do that," he rumbled.
Golbarn nodded. "Your name?" he asked.
"Morgaine Swifthoof," the tauren responded.
Golbarn gave a short nod, remembering that the Swifthoofs have a talent for being just that, swift on their feet and great hunters to boot.
Naturally, Naruto would have been a better choice, as he was smaller and lighter, but Golbarn had first hand experience, and he knew that the boy wasn't much of a rogue. Considering the boy's chosen profession, that'd have to change one day.
"Very well, then go." After the tauren had moved away, surprising Naruto with the nearly soundless departure, Golbarn continued.
"When he returns, we can finalize the procedures, however, the one I have developed will most likely work in any case. It is simple: we will have archers remain behind, each on placed in an equidistant point around the camp. Your orders are to take out anything that might pose a potential threat to the ones who fight hand to hand. Use magic arrows to destroy the machines that could be used as weapons, take out larger foes by aiming for their necks or eyes, and cause as much damage as possible. Move often- it will not only confuse the enemy, who thankfully are not very bright to begin with, but it will give you better angles of attack. Be very careful in this endeavor, as you would not want to hit one of your own."
The various archers, totaling twenty in all, nodded. They were in the minority out of the fifty tauren that had come to fight, but were by far the most experienced. That was why Golbarn had had them chosen.
He then addressed the warriors, shamans and three druids who had arrived with them.
"You possess a more straightforward task. You will be split into three groups, ten in each. One druid will accompany each group, providing medical support for their group, and others if the druid finds himself too caught up in a fight. The shamans, should they be trained in the art of healing, should stick to healing themselves only, as they must conserve their chakra for using the more destructive techniques. Employ these techniques in a fashion that allows you to take out, kill, cripple or even injure large numbers of the enemy. Do not waste time or effort using your techniques on single fighters, unless they are designed to be so. You must be equally strong in fighting your opponents hand to hand, as you are using techniques. If you have chakra to spare, then summon totems that affect yourself and any members of your group that are within range. You, of course, should know this, but I am simply reminding you should you get caught up in the thrill of the fight," he said, looking calmly at Naruto and Kaine once more, causing the youths to glare back this time, annoyed by the insinuation.
"You all know your arts better than I, however in battle you cannot afford to be wasteful; you must conserve and fight tactfully, rather than simply rushing in, annihilating anything that you see. It might work at first, but you will tire quickly, and soon you will find yourselves mobbed by your opponents, and will most likely end up dead."
He said this to address not only Naruto and Kaine, but also the younger tauren, who had only seen a few real battles in their lives. It was only a small portion, he knew, as most of the warriors picked for the group had been chosen because of their experience, but he felt the need to say it anyway. It was better to be prepared, he thought.
"Does everyone understand their positions?" he asked, his sharp eyes flickering back and forth between the group members.
When everyone nodded, he turned back towards the direction of the camp.
"We will remain here until our scout returns. Everyone stay silent, and out of sight, if possible."
There was another series of nods, and the group dispersed, disappearing into one of the small patches of trees that they stood between. They were some of the few remaining in Northern Mulgore, and if the Venture Co. wasn't stopped, it was likely that they wouldn't last much longer. Naruto, Kaine and Golbarn sat beneath a large evergreen, each silent, their minds focused on what was to come.
Golbarn felt uneasy. In his opinion, that wasn't a good sign. He almost never felt uneasy after he had come up with a sound strategy, but something like this had a huge amount of unknowns to it. Two of such unknowns comprised his own group: Uzumaki Naruto and the grandson of the High Chieftain, Kaine. But he had long ago resolved himself to that, and knew that even if they didn't follow his plan exactly, that somehow they'd be able to pull through.
Naruto, for example, while he may have been unpredictable and almost always did things his way, had an uncanny luck that seemed to allow him to work whatever situation he got himself into, into a favorable outcome. The blonde wasn't stupid…well not really. In the weeks he had worked beside the boy for missions he had come to realize that the boy had a mind suited to thinking on the fly. He didn't plan things out, but he still managed to come up with a great plan at the last second, put it into action, and come out on top.
Kaine, however, was a little bit trickier to read. He was a lot like Naruto, yet he possessed a somewhat clearer mind, and a little bit more ego. He had never seen the youthful tauren in battle, so he couldn't make an accurate judgment on his battle strategies. Sparring, Kaine was great, and adapted to the situation almost as fast as Naruto, but sparring and true battles were very different things. He only hoped that the tauren could cope with the difference.
But the other unknowns, such as the capabilities of the Venture Co. militia themselves, bothered him. He had been able to gain a lot of information from Veroden and logs of their previous battles with the Venture Co., but he couldn't very well predict that they'd fight the same as they had several years ago. Judging by how the goblins were the chief race that the Venture Co. employed, he could guess that they'd had those years to develop some truly nasty weapons or traps to insure that their mining work went unimpeded. In addition to that, they employed the vicious little gnomes from Elwynn Forest in the Eastern Kingdoms, nasty forest trolls that bore no alliance to the Darkspear tribe that had allied with Thrall, and the brutish ogres that inhabited much of Kalimdor and the southern Eastern Kingdoms.
All in all, he was definitely worried.
He spared a glance at the other two, and found that Naruto was resting his head against the tree trunk, and was snoring loudly.
Kaine was simply watching the sky through the pine needles that obscured it, looking lost in thought.
Golbarn sweat dropped.
Apparently I'm the only one who is worried… he thought, shaking his head slightly.
It was almost two more hours before the scout, Morgaine, returned. The group gathered once more, and Morgaine said clearly, his face masked by a dark look.
"From what I can see, they have almost three dozen or so goblins working the machines and giving orders. Most of them were armed with daggers and clubs, but I could see easily accessible explosives that they could use as well. I counted an additional forty-four trolls, wielding mining and woodcutting implements, another fifty gnolls, clutching shovels and digging tools, and even a small group of Dark Iron dwarves, about ten, who work to forge the equipment used by the other members."
Naruto paused briefly at the name, suddenly remembering that Orsson had mentioned them during their flight from Stormwind to the mountains outside Dun Morogh. They were apparently monstrous versions of dwarves who took orders from some giant fire monster at the center of the earth.
"Their leader is an ogre. He stands much taller than many ogres that I have seen, and is dressed in large black armor, bearing a dragon clutching a gold coin upon the front. He was very loud, and apparently calls himself Grindock. He holds a strong rein upon the rest of the workers, and they appear to fear him very much. About half the members of the camp work inside the mine at any given time, and gradually switch out, giving some chances to rest and eat. They don't get very long, and soon must work outside, before the process is repeated," he finished, staring down at Golbarn, who nodded thoughtfully at the information.
It was pleasing, he decided. That meant that they wouldn't have to deal with every member of the camp at once, and if they got lucky, they could destroy the tunnel and simply end their existence, and the prospect of reinforcements, in one go.
Tweaking his plans ever so slightly, Golbarn turned to the rest of the group.
"A slight change of plans, I want several of the main attacking force to attempt to destroy the entrance to the mind. If we can seal it off, then we won't have to worry about them sending reinforcements for some time. Who will do this?"
He chose four tauren from the multiple volunteers, two warriors, a hunter and a shaman. With a satisfied nod, he said, his voice quiet, yet still carried to even those in the back of the group.
"Get into position, we attack at my single."
Naruto, following Kaine and a group of seven tauren warriors and one druid, none of whom he had ever met, and felt his heart beat ever faster as they approached their entrance point on the eastern side of the camp. Golbarn went towards the western side, and the group with the tauren who were heading to destroy the mine was approaching directly from the south.
Naruto felt great, and the silent thrill that he got before battles like this surged through him, making him grin ferociously.
Kaine, his grandfather's wartotem tucked under his arm, nodded slightly to himself, and grinned in a Narutoish manner.
I will destroy this cancer that sucks the life from our home…I will make both my father and my grandfather proud.
The sun was barely rising when they got into position, and they were bathed in the crimson light of the rising sun.
The camp was circular, set around a huge hole in the foot of a great mountain. There were many tracks, likely from Goblish vehicles dragging trees from all across the area. The ground had been reduced to dirt, the grass stripped away or killed by the enormous quantities of chemicals that the machines leaked. Surrounding the entrance to the mine, Naruto could see many tents, small fires, all contained within a large ring of different types of machinery. Some resembled the robotic suit that Mekgineer Thermaplugg wore, only they were a metallic grey and had creepy face-like panels built on the front. They had both a claw and a buzz saw for arms.
Others resembled the tanks that he had seen outside Ironforge, the only difference being that they too possessed huge claws on either side, had large, rectangular containers on their backs, and were far larger. They too possessed wicked looking "faces" with green "eyes" and yellow "teeth" on a head-shaped protrusion from the front. Many were loaded with lumber and judging from the intact trees that still resided around the camp, Naruto guessed that they had done the cutting elsewhere. He briefly wondered why they hadn't taken the trees so close to them first, but realized that the trees held a tactical advantage, though he imagined it was a much larger disadvantage.
Golbarn was right about them not being too bright.
Naruto and his group settled near the outer edge of trees, all ready for battle.
And then they waited.
But not for long.
THUNK!
Naruto winced slightly as the sound of an arrow hitting flesh, and the smell of blood (a slightly strange smell, and he guessed it was from either a goblin or a troll, as he had never smelt their blood before), wafted to his nose. There was a series of other THUNK sounds, before incoherent shouting, followed by a loud, high-pitched wail that Naruto guessed was some sort of alarm.
But he wasn't concerned with that right now.
His group, Kaine and Naruto at the head, sped through the forest, breaking free from it into absolute chaos. Both Golbarn's and the third group had already engaged the fighters the by time they entered, and the sound and sight and smell of battle was almost like a drug to the charging tauren warriors.
Lifting their huge weapons- whether they were swords, axes or hammers, they ran into the throng of Venture Co. miners, who had abandoned their duties and were fighting back as brutally as their attackers. Kaine lifted his wartotem, and drawing a small surge of chakra from within him, he slammed it hard into the ground.
The resulting shockwave, weak enough so that the tauren were unaffected, but strong enough to cause many of the smaller creatures- the goblins and gnolls, to stumble, and thus fall prey to a stray arrow, sword, axe or hammer. The young tauren grinned broadly at his work, and rushed deeper into the throng, swinging the massive totem at anything that was green or as tall as his waist.
A troll, wielding a long mining pick, leapt at him from his right. Growling in rage, Kaine twisted his body violently, still clutching the wartotem under his arm. It swung around and slammed hard into the troll, blasting it backwards, a reverberating gong-like sound mixed with the cracking of bones accompanying it. Slamming into one of the huge tree cutting machines, the troll dropped to the ground apparently dead. Turning to face his next opponent, a gnoll, Kaine failed to remember one thing that was quite important about trolls.
They could regenerate.
Kaine thrust his wartotem into the gnoll's face, ejecting it across the camp. Three more gnolls, clutching pick-axes, rushed at him from behind, and so Kaine drove the wartotem into the ground, hard, knocking them back. He released his hold on it briefly, and in a flash, performed a set of seals.
"Summon: Windfury Totem!" he roared, drawing a small spot of blood, then slamming his hand into the ground. He felt the familiar rush of power, and the lightness accompanying it. He then poured more chakra into it, feeding it his allies around him.
By now, the three gnolls had recovered. But in flash, Kaine was upon them, smashing one into oblivion with a single swing of the wartotem. The blast caused the ground to shatter apart beneath the ruined remains of the gnoll, and its two companions were blasted away from him.
Kaine grinned triumphantly, feeling immensely more powerful with the totem in his hands. This was going to be cake! They wouldn't stand a chance against…
His momentary victory was cut short when he felt the tip of a mining pick slam into his left shoulder, causing it to explode in pain. He cried out, nearly dropping the totem, and was knocked back by the force. He stumbled a few feet, then recovered and turned to meet the attacker.
He was suddenly reminded of his previous mistake; not making sure that the troll was dead.
The forest troll had gotten up, and was grinning wickedly. There were traces of the damage done by Kaine's wartotem still visible on the being's chest, which was heavily bruised and a small trickle of blood trickled down from the pointy-eared, tusk-endowed green creature's mouth. He still clutched the bloodied pick in his hand, grinning wildly.
"How's dat mon?" the troll sneered, licking the blood from his axe and leering at Kaine.
Kaine grinned, standing up.
"Pretty good…but how's this?" he retorted, lifting his grandfather's ancient weapon up and driving it forwards. The troll dodged to the left, coming up next to him with frightening swiftness. The troll hammered once at his arm with the pick, causing blood to spurt. Kaine backed off, swinging the totem to create some distance between them. The troll, however, emboldened by his unblocked strikes, came forwards with the same swiftness he had displayed before.
But instead of getting a hit this time, all he got was a horn.
Straight in the neck.
Kaine, having lowered his head, had gored the charging troll, and with a few shakes, threw him off. Not intending to make the same mistake twice, Kaine brought the wartotem hard down onto the troll, obliterating it.
Kaine turned to continue fighting, when a druid came up, her hands glowing.
"Stay still, young warrior, I will heal you first," she said, laying her hands on Kaine's arm.
Kaine thanked her quickly, and when the wound had healed, rushed off towards the center of the camp.
Naruto, sweaty, dirty and covered in blood (most of which was not his own), fought like a demon against the Venture Co. miners and woodcutters. Magni's Pride was covered his streaks of red, and he had used a sizeable portion of his kunai and shuriken. Three clones accompanied him, one on either side, and one behind, all acting as protection so that he could continued forwards, unimpeded by threats from the side.
A troll hurtled a crude axe towards him, but it had no effect, as Naruto had stopped, activating the Kongou seconds before it struck.
If the Earth portion of the Tetra-Elemental Style was this useful he was positively drooling of the uses he could have for the Wind style.
Naruto shot forwards, driving his sword into the troll's belly, then swiftly pulling it upwards, cleaving the creature's chest in two. He passed by its still falling body, his clones following, when he spotted a peculiar sight.
Standing near the entrance of the mine, ten dwarves with slate grey skin, and beady red eyes had emerged. Each of them clutched large, long rifles, and were observing the battle intensely. All of them had black hair and were dressed in black armor.
Suddenly one of them raised, and aimed his rifle straight at Naruto, and discharged the weapon, causing a burst of fire and a small puff of smoke to pop from the wide opening in the front.
The ball would have struck Naruto, who was facing them, but one of his clones leapt in front of him, seconds before the rifle had even fired, and took the bullet. The clone immediately disappeared leaving the small musket ball to drop to the ground, still smoking.
However, the other Dark Iron dwarves had already raised their weapons and aimed them towards the blonde shinobi.
Crap, he thought, ducking.
"Fire, lads!" one of the Dark Irons bellowed.
The rifles discharged simultaneously, and the two remaining clones disappeared in puffs of smoke. Two gnolls, who had been attacking from the back, fell as well, bullets in their heads.
"Load up!" the same Dark Iron bellowed.
Naruto, however, didn't intend to give them the chance. He rushed forwards, his sword prepared to dice them into small chunks, but the Dark Iron who had given the rest orders spotted him, and barked,
"Abandon guns! Swords and bombs go!"
The Dark Irons, who had almost finished reloading their weapons, did as their leader had commanded them. Seven of them drew small blades much like his own, only the blade was far darker, almost black, in contrast to the bright shining silver that Naruto's usually was.
The remaining three, however, including the leader, withdrew small red spheres, and with their other hand grabbed the small black fuse that stuck out the top with their thumb and index finger. They then snapped the two fingers across, and the fuses lit at once.
Crap again, thought Naruto.
The three Dark Iron dwarves tossed their bombs forwards, so that they landed several feet in front of Naruto, about two feet apart from each other. He had no idea how large the blast radius of the bombs would be, so it took a chance, as he always did.
Instead of stopping, Naruto focused all of his chakra into his legs, and leapt high into the air. He was about twenty feet above the battlefield when the bombs went off.
He was just high enough.
The bomb blasts flared upwards, moving so dangerously close to Naruto that he felt the heat engulf him so completely that it made breathing difficult. The force of the blasts sent both tauren and Venture Co. employees flying, and Naruto, being just above the three blasts, was lifted even further upwards.
Naruto, now almost twenty-six feet above his opponents, whom he noticed had picked up their guns and were preparing to fire once more, suddenly had a great idea.
Gathering chakra into his feet once more, Naruto utilized one of the chakra control abilities that Thrall had taught him earlier, air grasping. With a cry, Naruto ejected himself off the air itself, and tucking into a ball, activated his Kongou.
"Naruto Nagareboshi! (Naruto Meteor!)" He cried.
He shot towards the ground like his attacks namesake, and seconds later, upon impact, caused the group of Dark Irons to scatter. The force of his reentry created a massive crater, and several Dark Irons were knocked off their feet, landing hard against the ground.
Pulling himself up, and almost completely unharmed (though a little dazed) by the attack, Naruto stood and looked around him.
The Dark Irons had almost recovered, and now they had abandoned their guns once more, clutching swords and maces and advancing towards him. Naruto wiped some sweat off his forehead and grinned brightly at the advancing dwarves.
"So, who's first you bastards!" He said in Common.
"You are, human," their leader sneered, pointing his sword at Naruto. The blonde grinned again. He thumped his chest and roared into the air,
"Then come get it, bastard! I'll kick all your asses in one go!"
He formed a single seal, crying, "Kage Bunshin no jutsu!" causing two clones to pop into existence. Both were clutching Magni's Prides of their own, and Naruto, in turn, grabbed onto their free hands, and began to spin. At the same time, he released a burst of built up chakra and shouted,
"Naruto Bladestorm!"
In a display similar to when Golbarn annihilated the quilboars on their way to Camp Taurajo, a whirlwind of chakra ripping around the blonde, scything apart the advancing Dark Irons. The bluish swirls of power sliced the air, cutting anything in their path. The Dark Irons, who had been far enough away to be out of the vortex's range, were blasted away by the tornado like power surge.
Golbarn, who had been fighting near the edge of the camp, just south of Naruto, gazed in abject astonishment at the display.
That brat used my technique! He thought. He made up for the shortened reach by using those clones as his weapons, and simply spinning them around to gain the whirlwind effect. He then released a surge of chakra, creating the increased damage and cutting effect! And he did it all by watching me perform it once!
When Naruto stopped spinning, he fell to the ground, dizzy. Around him, the ground had been blasted away, and he stood on a small pedestal of rock, surrounded by multiple pieces of bodies of the Dark Irons.
Geez, how does he stay standing after it? I get so dizzy! The boy groused to himself. He finally managed to stand, his clones coming with him. He turned back towards the battlefield, and nodded.
"It's just the beginning!" he roared and launched himself back into the fray, his clones following suit.
Meanwhile, the four tauren who had been assigned to destroy the entrance to the mine were having problems. The two warriors held off dozens of goblins, several gnolls and a particularly vicious group of trolls, while the hunter stood behind them, loosing arrows at any that got too close.
The shaman, Naimin Skychaser, was concentrating at the task he had been given. They had managed to pilfer several sticks of dynamite, and were busily setting them near the edges of the entrance. It was so huge that he needed several, and had to put them places so that the collapse would not only occur, but also be enough to stop any from getting through for quite a while.
He worked desperately, setting the sticks near the walls in and outside the mine. He bound the fuses of the dynamite sticks, which were all quite long, into a single fuse, and let it trail outside the entrance. Then, flashing through some seals, he produced a small jet of flame from his hand. The fuse lit, and quickly began to burn towards the dynamite.
"Let's go!" Naimin roared, standing up and turning towards his companions, who were still defending him.
"WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THAT NOISE?" came thunderous voice from within the cave. Naimin turned, and watched in horror as a massive ogre, dressed in heavy, black armor and possessing a massive spiked club, walked through the entrance to the mine. The ogre's baleful white eyes searched the war torn camp, and lost some color.
"YOU BASTARDS! THE BOSS IS GOING TO KILL ME IF HE SEES THIS PLACE IN SUCH A STATE! YOU COWS HAVE REALLY DONE IT THIS TIME!"
He then noticed the fuse, which was rapidly approaching the spot where it split off into every direction. Grindock stood over the very point, and with a growl, he slammed his club down hard on the fuse, severing it completely. The ignited portion fizzled out harmlessly when it reached the break, and Grindock then turned his wrathful eyes to the nearest tauren, Naimin.
"YOU'RE FIRST ON THE MENU, COW," he thundered, suddenly moving forwards with terrible speed, born from his tremendously powerful leg muscles. Naimin had barely any time to defend, and was knocked to the side in a single swing from the ogre's club. He flew and slammed hard into the wall near the mine entrance, and passed out.
Without stopping for a second, Grindock smashed the hunter, killing her instantly. The two warriors turned to meet the foe, raising their swords in defense. The first tauren struck at Grindock's stomach, only to find that his blade bounced off harmlessly.
"HAH! IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT MORE THAN THAT TO KILL ME, COW! PUT SOME MUSCLE INTO IT!" he roared, and to demonstrate, batted the warrior hard into one of the machines, causing the metal siding to buckle inwards, and the warrior to die, his head crushed by the initial blow.
The other warrior thrust his sword into Grindock's leg, and this time it did go in. However, the ogre hardly seemed to notice, and killed the tauren with a powerful hit from his club.
"BAH! WEAKLINGS! DIDN'T EVEN FEEL THOSE HITS!" he thundered. The ogre then turned to the goblins who had been fighting the three tauren, and glared.
"YOU LITTLE FUCKS CAN'T EVEN HOLD THINGS HERE FOR A SECOND! I'LL BE REPORTING YOU TO THE BOSS WHEN HE GETS HERE!"
One of the goblins looked petrified, and squeaked, "It wasn't our fault! Those cows just attacked, they even have a human with them!"
Grindock paused, and his mouth suddenly began to water.
"A HUMAN, EH? OHH BABY, I HAVEN'T HAD ME ONE OF THEM FOR YEARS! WHERE IS HE? I'LL KILL HIM FIRST!" he rumbled surveying the battlefield.
"There, boss, there!" another goblin squealed, pointing at Naruto, who was fighting side by side with Golbarn near the western edge of the camp.
Grindock smacked his lips, and lifted his huge weapon.
"THEN THERE I WILL GO!"
Naruto dodged another strike from a charging troll, and beheaded the hapless creature before moving onto the next, a large snarling gnoll.
Golbarn fought with much more grace, and far less movement than the blonde, but just as effective. His blade cleaved a gnoll in half, before he moved and slammed his sword hard into an attacking troll's eye.
"You will tell me how you were able to learn my Bladestorm technique so easily, brat. I don't like it when my special moves are stolen," Golbarn said, lowering his blade slightly to catch his breath.
Naruto grinned, "Neither do I, but unless I heard ya' wrong, this isn't just your move!" he stuck his tongue out at the orc, who scowled in return.
"BETTER MAKE IT QUICK, ORC, BECAUSE THAT HUMAN IS SOON GONNA BECOME MY DINNER!" a booming voice shouted from behind them.
Naruto turned quickly, stunned slightly at the volume and proximity of the voice. Golbarn had already done so, and gazed upon its owner with contempt.
The leader, I presume, he thought.
Grindock stopped a few yards away from them, his face twisted into a terrible, hungered grin.
Naruto tensed slightly, and brought his sword out in front of him. Golbarn raised his blade as well.
"HOPE YOU TWO PUT UP MORE OF A FIGHT THAN THOSE COWS BACK THERE, THEY WERE CAKE!" Grindock thundered, hefting the huge spiked club up off his shoulder.
"So you're running this place?" Naruto asked, his eyes narrowed.
"YEAH, WHY?"
"Just wondering…cause I gotta kick that guy's ass, so you better get ready, fat ass!"
Unlike a certain festively plump genin that Naruto knew back home, Grindock didn't respond with anger to the insult, instead, he laughed, and patted his distended stomach.
"HEH, BEING FAT AIN'T SO BAD, MORSEL. I THINK YOU'LL FIND OUT SOON ENOUGH!"
Naruto launched forwards, lifting his short sword up to slash at the huge ogre. Golbarn hung back; his calculating eyes flickering slightly as he digested the ogre's words.
Naruto's blade, however, didn't reach the ogre, who swung his club with such force, and so quickly that even after ducking so low that his chin nearly touched the ground the club clipped him with enough force to draw several gashed down Naruto's back. He growled, and jumped up, only to avoid another swing by dropping on to his back.
Grindock laughed, and swung his club downwards this time. Naruto rolled to the side, and the club collided with the ground, causing it to rupture and burst apart from the force. Naruto jumped up again, this time summoning several clones on his way up. His clones leapt away, avoiding another strike from Grindock's club, and quickly surrounded the huge ogre. The surrounding clones waited a few seconds, before charging forwards, their blades raised. Simultaneously they thrust their swords forwards, piercing the ogre's flesh in his thighs, side and arms. The real Naruto aimed a shot at his head, but Grindock's hand shot out, grabbing Naruto by the head, and with a roar of laughter drove his face into the ground, causing it to crack under the force. Naruto screamed in pain, feeling the full force of the attack, which nearly shattered all of the bones in his face. The Kyuubi's chakra quickly began to repair the damage as Grindock shook off the clones, dispelling them in a few short swipes with his club.
"TOO EASY!" he roared.
"You are far too cocky, ogre, to be a proper fighter," came a voice from behind. The huge orc half-turned, only to be ejected backwards by a powerful blow from Golbarn's sword. His chest plate shattered, and the blade pierced the first three layers of the ogre's five-layered skin, but no more, instead driving him backwards with the force of the strike.
Grindock slammed into one of the robot-like machines, causing it to tip over. He stood again, growling in anger.
"STUPID ORC, ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT YOU," he rumbled, touching the lightly bleeding wound gingerly, even though it really caused him no pain.
"I thought so. Your kind was never too bright. But I won't make the same mistake as the brat, I know how to kill you, even with your tough skin and immunity to pain."
"HOW'D YOU KNOW I WAS IMMUNE TO PAIN? YOU'RE PRETTY PERCEPTIVE, ORC, I BET THE BOSS COULD USE SOMEONE LIKE YOU. HOW ABOUT IT, IT PAYS WELL!"
Golbarn laughed, swinging his sword.
"I am loyal to Thrall and only Thrall. No amount of money can change that. Now die."
Golbarn appeared in front of Grindock in a flourish, slashing the ogre's chest twelve consecutive times. The ogre cried out, backing away a little, so Golbarn pressed on, aiming his next strike for Grindock's head.
"NOT A CHANCE, ORC!" the ogre roared, grabbing the blade and forcing it backwards. He then drove the handle of his club hard into Golbarn's stomach, depriving him of breath, before clubbing him hard, ejecting him into a still-standing tent in the center of the camp.
Shaking off the damage he had been dealt, Grindock advanced towards where Naruto lay still. Unbeknownst to him, the blonde was about healed from the previous attack and was preparing to get up.
That is, until in a roar of fury, Kaine appeared in between the fallen shinobi and the huge orc.
"Hey, tubby! Now you have to face me! Thunder Bluff's Number One Strongest Shaman! Kaine Bloodhoof!" he cried, lifting his wartotem up.
Grindock gave him an irritated stare. "DAMN COWS GETTING IN THE WAY OF MY MEAL…"
Kaine lifted the wartotem and drove it hard into the ground causing a large tremor to throw the ogre off balance. Still bearing the effects of the Windfury totem, Kaine shot forwards, and slammed the wartotem as hard as he could into the ogre's chest, just on top of the slash marks caused by Golbarn.
Grindock staggered surprised by the strength of the blow, and even more surprised when he coughed, tasting copper in his mouth.
Grinning in triumph, the youthful tauren shot forwards again, delivering three more, equally powerful blows to the leader of the Venture Co. mine. What was left of the ogre's chest plate was now reduced to dust, and Grindock clutched his chest in an obvious sign of pain.
Seeing his opponent weakening, Kaine went in for the kill. As he was not as perceptive as Golbarn, he did not suspect that the ogre was immune to things like pain. Which meant that it wasn't possible for him to clutch his chest in pain, if he couldn't feel it.
"HAH FOOLED YOU!" roared Grindock, releasing his chest and grabbing onto the wartotem with one hand, stopping it cold. Kaine, stunned by the action, blurted out,
"You can't stop that! The Bloodhoof Wartotem can't just be stopped by one hand!"
Grindock laughed, ripping the wartotem from Kaine's grasp.
"HEH, EVEN THOUGH I DON'T USE IT, I CAN TELL THAT THING USES CHAKRA. YOU USED ALL OF YOURS UP FIGHTING, AND TRYING TO HIT ME! STUPID LITTLE CALF!" he delivered a sickeningly powerful blow with his club to Kaine's chest, having the same effect as his previous attack, ejecting Kaine a good fifteen feet away from him.
Sparing a glance at Golbarn, who had still not gotten up, Grindock turned back and began advancing towards Naruto, his mouth watering slightly.
"HEH, YOU'RE ALL MINE, LITTLE MORSEL!" the ogre happily announced, licking his lips.
However, as soon as he grabbed on to Naruto, and began to lift him, he blonde disappeared in a flash, replaced with a small stump.
Utterly baffled for a second, Grindock was unable to counter Naruto's surprise attack.
"Naruto Nagareboshi!"
From the trees near the edge of the camp, a blond ball shot, crashing hard into Grindock's wounded stomach. The force drove him backwards a few steps, and as he was about to recover, a second blonde ball shot, once again knocking him off balance and forcing him back.
Three more times did Naruto shout his attack and three more times was Grindock forced back by the powerful projectile clone, before grew angry.
"THAT'S IT!" He thundered, raising his left hand, preparing to catch the next attack.
"Naruto Nagareboshi…" Naruto cried once more, and another blonde projectile erupted from the trees.
Grindock grinned, ready to catch the rapidly approaching clone.
Only it wasn't a clone, and it didn't stay in a ball this time.
Uncurling himself, Naruto raised a hand, displaying a glowing, fiery red orb in his hand. His face was wild, his eyes were red, the whisker marks on his cheeks were far more prominent, and his teeth were bared in a ferocious, victorious grin.
"…Oodama Rasengan Rendan! (Big Ball Rasengan Combo)!"
The glowing orb of chakra slammed into the ogre's open palm, and combined with the force of Naruto's approach, Grindock's arm literally exploded. The Rasengan tore through flesh, muscle and bone, eradicating everything as it traveled along the arm along with Naruto. At the last second, before he sailed past the ogre, he air grasped, and drove the Oodama Rasengan straight into the Grindock's left side.
A swirling blast of chakra erupted in front of Naruto, twisting and ripping through the ogre's thick flesh, as well penetrating deep into the ogre, rending his innards as well.
The force of the blast lifted the heavy ogre off his feet, driving him backwards for yards. The remaining members of the Venture Co. mining crew leapt out of the way, as did the attacking tauren.
In flash of swirling red, it was suddenly over, and Grindock crashed to the ground, unmoving.
Naruto sagged slightly, his whole right arm completely numb, and his chakra levels lower than he would have liked. He spared a glance at Golbarn, who had stood and was watching him wearily. Kaine had also gotten up, his face clearly displaying both his pain, as well as his wounded ego.
Naruto walked forwards, Golbarn and Kaine slowly following him, ignoring the fighting that was still taking place, and stopped in front of Grindock, who lay coughing blood up into his mouth, and then swallowing it again. The ogre's entire left arm was a sickening mess of flesh and bone shards, blood pouring out in every direction. There was also a massive hole in both his left side, and a smaller on his right.
And he was still alive.
"HAH…LITTLE…S-SHIT…GOT ME. B-BOSS…IS…NOT GONNA…. LIKE THIS…" the ogre croaked, spewing blood across the ground as he tried to roll himself over.
Naruto readied to form another Rasengan, but Grindock laughed at him.
"I'M…BEAT…MORSEL! BUT…YOU…WILL BE…AS WELL…THAT STUPID…COW…IS GONNA…GET ALL…OF YOU…HE…REPORTS…DIRECTLY TO…THE BOSS! BET…YOU DIDN'T…THINK…THAT YOU HAD…A TRAITOR!"
Kaine's eyes widened, and his throat went as dry as the Barrens.
"Traitor? Who is it? Tell me!" the young tauren growled advancing towards the dying ogre.
He received, instead of an answer, a face full of bloody spit.
"HAH…NOT TELLING!" the ogre coughed, before giving a final barking laugh, and lying still.
Kaine gave a frustrated growl, wiping the spit from his face, and raising his totem to attack the corpse. Golbarn stilled him with a glance.
"Don't," he said calmly, sheathing his sword.
Naruto glanced at both of them, before stumbling and falling to his knees. He was dead tired, and incredibly hungry.
The battle had already winded down. The remaining Venture Co. miners, after seeing Grindock killed, fled into the mind shaft, not looking or noticing the tauren who sat by the entrance, holding a ball of fire in his hand.
Naimin, having regained consciousness several minutes prior to Grindock's death, had crawled to the small stub that remained of the combined fuses. He waited until the Venture Co. miners, far too paralyzed by fear to notice him, had all entered the shaft, before he lowered the flame onto the fuse.
It lit in a flash, and soon the fuses split off, rapidly approaching the sticks of dynamite that they belonged to.
He managed to pull himself to his feet, and stumbled away from the mine entrance, as fast as he could, hoping to at least survive the blast.
He wouldn't have if Kaine hadn't walked up and pulled the wounded tauren along with him, retreating away from the entrance as fast they both could.
Seconds later, it erupted in a massive cloud of fire, and the sound of crumbling earth and falling stone could be heard for miles across the plains. Oddly enough, however, no animal was disturbed. No animal fled from the sound. Because, in their souls, they knew that it was the sound of Mulgore's freedom. They knew that everything would go back to normal, now that the loud monsters were gone.
Or at least, in their souls, they dearly hoped so.
Several hours later…
"What is this?" Cyrussian T. Venture asked his advisor as him and his entourage stared at the mountain of rocks and dirt that stopped them from leaving the mine. The huge cave in had destroyed not only the entrance, but for almost fifty yards afterwards as well. The result was a nearly impenetrable wall of dirt.
Warco, Cyrussian's personal assistant, gulped.
"I-I don't k-know m-my lord. T-there s-seems t-to be a c-cave in."
Cyrussian gave him an irritated stare, causing the goblin to quail slightly.
"I can see that, Warco," he snapped. He turned back to the mountain of rocks. "But why has it happened in my mine, hmm?"
"I-I don't k-know s-sir," Warco squeaked.
Cyrussian sighed, feeling that his day had possibly gotten even worse. But he knew that a cave in wasn't just what had happened. No, something unexpected had happened on the other side. Something that had forced the cave in, and thus had forced production to be halted, and thus had lost Cyrussian money, and now he had lost even more, due to the time that he spent standing in front of a pile of rocks.
He felt his anger beginning to rise, and a fierce, maniacal gleam appeared in his eyes.
"How long with this take to clean up?" he asked Warco.
The little goblin blinked, adjusted his glasses and looked at some notes.
"I-I b-believe s-several d-days if w-we g-got the m-machines from W-Windshear Crag," he said looking fearfully at Cyrussian.
Cyrussian's eyes turned cold, so cold that they glittered like ice.
"I don't have time for that," he stated, reaching inside his robes. From it he produced a small rod, purple in color, with a series of buttons and attachments along the side. On the top were two curved pieces of metal, facing each other, almost touching, forming a circular shape.
He pressed a button on the side and said clearly,
"Come, pet, clear this trash from my sight."
Mere seconds later, the outside was treated to its second explosion of the day, as the dirt and rocks from the cave in were forcefully ejected from the entrance by a massive flash of golden lightning, which streaked through the trees surrounding the camp, vaporizing them.
Moments later, Cyrussian walked from the now clear entrance, and his eyes widened slightly. The camp had been completely ruined, the majority of the workers lay dead, and even Grindock the Overseer lay dead, brutally maimed by some incredible force.
But most of all, there was no work being done.
No work meant no money and no money meant his business would not do as well.
Cyrussian's cold eyes got even colder as he caught the scent of something that made his blood boil. The wet, manure like smell of a tauren.
A cow.
Those cows had done this.
Cyrussian turned to Warco, who nearly wet himself at the look of wild rage in Cyrussian's eyes. The Trade Prince's face was perfectly composed, but the seething rage in his eyes would startle even the bravest of warriors.
"Those…cows…will not go unpunished…I will insure that they never bother me again…that is a promise," he whispered, his voice deadly soft. "Warco, send a message to my mole…tell him that he must make the ones who did this pay…those fools will die in the worst way possible, but before that, I must take away their reason for living."
Warco gulped and nodded, before scurrying off to procure a messenger bird.
They would certainly learn not to mess with Cyrussian T. Venture.
Veroden stood near the bedside of Cairn Bloodhoof, watching the old man sleep. The pain his land was in was reflected upon his face, twisted and disfigured by pain and suffering. The tauren hadn't moved much since the party had left the previous night; he simply stared at the fallen chieftain.
It was odd, he decided, that one person could affect so much. Cairn's coma had turned his people into weak, craven fools, or more to the point, his people loved him too much. They loved him so that they would rather do nothing than let him die. They loved his son because he loved his son, and they could not endanger the son without endangering the father.
And then, just a week ago, almost, that boy had appeared. The boy who had managed to make friends with Kaine, as well as an orc, and who had somehow managed to rouse the people from their haze of stupidity, and see what truly had to be done. The boy was odd, as well, but he also felt a sort of respect for him. The blonde believed in his own strength, and didn't rely on gods or spirits to help him achieve strength.
As his mind began to wander from the boy, he was alerted by a couple of squawks to the presence of a large hawk, which stood perched on the window of the cabin. He walked over, glancing curiously at it, before noticing the message attached to the bird's leg. He untied it calmly, which prompted the bird to take off, leaving him alone with the comatose High Chieftain.
He unraveled the scroll and slowly read the message. When he finished, he crumpled it up and tossed it into the fireplace, before walking to the edge of Cairn's bed, his violet eyes uncertain as he stared down at Cairn.
"This is it, old man," he said. "This is your chance…prove to me that you aren't weak; to prove to me that your strength can overcome this. I will not give you another, old man…"
He waited, watching Cairn's body remain still. At any moment, he expected the ancient tauren to stand, to throw off the furs and blankets and stand once more.
But he didn't.
Veroden gave a slight sigh, reaching into a satchel at his side, and retrieving a glowing green stone. He held it out in front of him, just above Cairn's chest.
There was a flash, and a steady stream of soft green light erupted from Cairn's body, entering the stone. It disappeared almost as swiftly, and Veroden returned it to his satchel, before turning and walking towards the door.
"Fine then, old man. Then their blood is on your hands."
DONE!
I will once again apologize for lateness- I was struck down with a terrible lethargy during the latter half of Christmas Vacation, and was unable to do anything but eat and sleep.
So, in order to appease your appetites, I have decided to introduce something that will make many of you giggle slightly and others shiver in abject horror.
Here it is, an omake from me to you!
Omake: Nocturnal Fun
Tsunade awoke suddenly, giving an incoherent shout and a series of rapid breaths, clutching her chest to steady her heart and breathing.
She was drenched in warm sweat, so that her face was clammy and her hair stuck to her face in a terrible case of bed head. Her shirt was drenched as well, so that it clung to her sizeable attributes, so much so that Jiraiya would have given his left hand to bear witness to it.
But none of that was registering with her now, as she had just awoke from one of the strangest, and most arousing, dreams she had ever had.
She had been in a room…a white room, with a soft, huge canopy bed. It was covered in red silk sheets, much like her own, and there were many fluffy pillows strewn about the top of the bed.
When she had sat within the bed, and had been greeted by a very strange sight.
There was already someone in the bed.
And that someone wasn't human.
The…thing…had light green skin, dark hair, and a body covered in rippling muscles. Two small tusks jutted from his lower jaw, but despite that, he wasn't at all unattractive. But what attracted her most were the…thing's…eyes. They were a bright, electric blue, filled with power and compassion.
And love.
For her.
So, she had done what any woman in her situation would have done…
She had had sex with the green man.
No…sex was too less a word to describe it. They had fucked like rabbits.
Yeah…that's it.
She blushed brightly at the memory. It had been so weird, so arousing…was there something wrong with her? Was it natural to have dreams of that nature?
Especially at her age and with a green man with tusks?
Her memories were interrupted by Shizune, who had walked into the room, rubbing her eyes.
"Are you okay Tsunade-sama?" she asked, yawning.
Tsunade blinked, "Yes, why?" she asked.
Shizune blinked as well, "Well…you were making quit a bit of noise earlier…I thought that you might be being attacked…" she said.
Tsunade blushed at the memory of what she was doing earlier but hastened to assure Shizune that all was well.
"I am fine, Shizune. I just had a bad dream…that's all."
"Oh!" said Shizune, looking relieved, "that is good, and then I guess I'll go back to bed. Goodnight Tsunade-sama."
"Goodnight Shizune," Tsunade returned. Her first apprentice turned to leave but Tsunade suddenly called out,
"Shizune?"
"Yes, Tsunade-sama?"
"Have you had any weird…dreams? You know like…those dreams?"
Shizune paused, working out what Tsunade meant, before taking a look at Tsunade's sweaty, ruffled appearance. Her face turned a brilliant shade of cherry, and she shifted from side to side, abashed.
"W-what do you m-mean…weird?" she asked.
Tsunade opened her mouth to respond, but suddenly thought better of it.
"Eh…never mind. Go back to bed, Shizune…" she said, blushing.
Shizune blinked, but nodded hesitantly, and walked back to her room, leaving Tsunade alone.
Okay…she thought, it was perfectly normal…there is nothing wrong with having wet dreams…even at my age. And it certainly is natural to have weird ones…like doing it with incredibly hot green-skinned men.
She laid her head back again, and hoped to fall asleep.
Who knows, maybe she'd do it again?
Thrall awoke sweating profusely, and panting. The Warchief of the Horde had just awoken from one of the strangest, yet most arousing dreams that he had ever experienced.
No, scratch that, it had been the most arousing dream he had ever had.
He had been in a big, white room, in the middle of it, a soft bed with red sheets made of silk and many pillows of the same color lying atop it.
When he had gone to sit down, he had discovered that someone already occupied it.
A human.
A naked human.
The Warchief blushed slightly at the memory of the gorgeous blonde. Tall, strong, big-breasted, wide-hipped and in other words, the very picture of Orcish femininity. She had…made love to him in so many ways, so many times that he was glad for his Orcish stamina. She had been so aggressive…something that he liked in a woman.
"Lord Thrall?"
Thrall blinked and turned to see one of his guards sticking their head in, watching the orc with a frown.
"Are you alright, Lord Thrall? We heard you making many loud noises…we thought you might be in trouble."
Thrall, trying to maintain his composure, shook his head.
" I am fine…I simply had a bad dream, that's all."
The other guard stuck his head in.
"Sounded pretty good to me…"the orc rumbled, causing the first guard to smack him and smile sheepishly at Thrall, whose attempt to remain calm wasn't working so well.
"Just leave, I am fine," he said again.
The two orcs nodded, before Thrall stopped them again.
"You! I would like it if you brought me some more sheets…these are dirty."
The orc blinked, snorted, and then left, leaving Thrall alone once more.
He hoped sincerely that he had that dream again…
Heh heh heh! So did you like it? It's only a taste of what's to come in the actual story, when they meet!
Hahahahahaha!
Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter, and the next will be fun as well!
Here's the viewer mail!
PersonaJXT- The Kongou is the basis of the Earth style…it basically makes the user incredible durable…I got the idea from One Piece- the CP9 members Tekkai technique.
DeputyJones- You and me both buddy…I can't wait to subject Naruto to that!
needmore- That is pretty ironic…guardian spirit, huh? Wonder if Kishimoto is going to do anything with that… As for how many can sense the Kyuubi, not many. The seal holds back the demonic chakra, and they aren't exactly looking for any inside him. Thrall and Rexxar know of it because they saw him use it against Rexxar, and Naruto told Thrall, but as for that, none of the Taurens so far know of it, though they will. I don't plan to make him superpowered (at least right now, much later in the fic when everyone else is superpowered, it will be okay), he is going to be as Narutoish as possible in his technique learning. Power levels for the Demons and Kages huh? Well, Kyuubi is the strongest bijuu, I think, so he's about the level of guys like Kil'Jaeden and Archimonde. He couldn't be killed, so he was sealed, while Archimonde was essentially killed by the earth and Kil'Jaeden is still alive. So Kyuubi is wicked strong…but I still think Kil'Jaeden could kill him if they fought.
As for the race leaders and Hokages…Thrall is a stronger fighter than Tsunade, but she's a better healer. Cairn is as knowledgeable as the Third, and even older, Sylvanas is wicked powerful, immortal and cruel, so she's probably above Tsunade and around the Fourth, maybe. Vol'jin is knowledgable and strong, probably as good as the Third as well (in his prime), and Mekkatorque is smarter than any of the Hokages, but weaker than most of them, while Magni is wicked strong- about the level of Tsunade or maybe the Fourth. King Wrynn is strong, but probably not as strong as any of the Kages (at least mentally). Hope that helps!
Gundam Chief- It takes me anywhere from a week to two days to write these chapters…depends on the mood. How long does it take me to come up with ideas? Well it happens all the time, when I'm thinking about the fic while I work or something, but I always constantly change them, especially when they get to the page. I can't give you an honest answer, cause I really don't know!
I am very honored to be called dono, Gundam Chief-san!
Regress13- Thanks! As for him making the choice and the pairings…keep reading! I can't tell you, that'd ruin the surprise! Thanks for your kind words!
Das Leech- Thanks for the site, I'll have to check it out!
Well, that's everything…
Night!
General Grievous
Spellbook-
Naruto Nagareboshi- Naruto uses the Kongou, and kicks off the air using air grasping to make himself into a cannonball that causes massive damage on impact!
Naruto Nagareboshi Odama Rasengan Rendan- Barrages an opponent with nagareboshis and in the last second one of them uncurls and hits the opponent with a Rasengan!
Bestiary-
Grindock the Overseer (Humanoid) (Elite) (Original) – A powerful, brutish ogre that is not only thick-skinned, but somehow possesses an incredible tolerance for pain…so much so that he acts as if most wounds don't even happen! He is incredibly strong physically, and ruthless, especially when it comes to protecting his job.
Venture Co. Miner, Woodcutter (Humanoid) – Come in several varieties- forest troll, gnoll and goblin. All essentially the same attacks, but each of their racial abilities makes them stronger.
Dark Iron Bombardier, Rifleman (Humanoid) (Elite)- Servants of a terrible monster named Ragnaros, the Dark Iron dwarves go wherever there master tells them, and will ally with anyone that he demands them to.