Hello everyone. This is Gemmysaur with his second chapter of Legendary. I would just like to say that since it is my first story, expect a lot of experimentations and what not.

I own neither franchise; Naruto and RWBY.


Chapter 1: New World


It hurts. It felt like the first time he used his signature jutsu, Hiraishin during his testing days. Only, this hurt much, much more. It felt like he was being torn apart limb for limb as something inside him was working to keep him intact. He was beginning to think he would be suffering this for the rest of his life had the pain not subside.

He looked around. Disoriented and badly hurt as he was, he managed to regain clarity in his vision to look around. He didn't recognize this place. It was cold, damp and dark. It looked like it was every child's fear inside the closet, only worse. Everywhere he looked was black space with what looked like stars dotting the landscape. The ground looked like it was invisible and he was seeing the same stars on the other side of it. There was a light mist all around, but it behaves rather odd. It moves around in different directions as if it is composed of multiple sentient beings.

Which brings him to another matter. He felt chakra all around. Although not really something to be surprised about since everything has chakra, at least in his world, but this is different. It felt the same as walking around the town square in Konoha, different signatures, different capacities and different feelings.

He was brought out of his musings when a familiar figure's back appeared out of thin air. It turned its head and stared at him with its soulless eyes, as if judging him for his worth. It turned its entire body towards him afterwards. It then spoke, "Human. You have been removed from your own domain. Begone for the price has been paid."

With that, Minato felt pain again as he seemed to have been forcibly teleported again way before he can even react. He felt something inside him stir again. Something familiar but not his. It was the same thing that likely kept him alive the first time he was transported. This second teleportation felt longer for some reason. After a bit, he was dropped out of a hole in the sky. Disoriented and hurt, he passed out.


Legendary: New World


For the first time in his life, Minato felt truly alone. He was lying on charred black grass surrounded by greener ones with not another person in sight. It was different from when he was a child. It was different from when he was in the front lines and his comrades were dying while he survived. It was very different from when he was away on long missions by himself.

His mind raced, thinking about the people he left behind; his wife, his son, his teacher, his predecessor, everyone. He had failed. He hoped that at the very least, his act of sealing half the Kyuubi into his own son succeeded and that the Sandaime managed to protect his family from the invader that managed to whisk him away.

The despair hung heavy on him. He is in a place he knows not where, while his family is back at home, where he is not even sure is still safe. If Madara has been dealt with, then there is still the looming threat of enemy shinobi taking advantage of Konoha at its weakest. Then there was the part where he thought he saw Obito-kun' face in Madara's behind the mask, only older with the right side of his face having spiraling scars. He knew not what it meant but he guessed that it was his mind showing him another person close to him that he had failed. That he could have prevented such a thing had he been faster, just like that with the Kyuubi.

He cried. He cried tears of sadness for the first time in a long time. Faces of his loved ones came back to the forefront of his mind. Sarutobi-sama who acted as his wise grandfather, Jiraiya-sensei who became his father-figure if a bit perverted, Tsunade-sama who was like the mother he never had, Orochimaru-sama who felt like the creepy uncle who never seemed to care, Rin who was the life of the team, Kakashi-kun who was the straight man and the most promising student he had, Obito-kun who was the endearing, awkward goofball who always tried to live up to the hype that his name brings, Kushina who is the light of his life and Naruto who had completed said life. It took a few moments, minutes at most, for the man to regain his bearings and think clearly. He wiped the tears away. With red eyes from all that crying, he began to think.

He was in a very difficult predicament where the only beacon of hope is the fact that there is a possibility that his wife and son are alive. Yes. That is what he should believe in. That is what he should hold on to. That he can still see his family if he can somehow return home.

With renewed determination, despite his teary eyes, he stood up. He looked left and right for any signs of where he is in the Elemental Nations but all he saw were trees. The only thing that clued him that he was very far away was the fact that the trees here are pathetically small compared to those of his home country.

He then looked inwards, to his new tenant, an orange fox. It seemed the Kyuubi was winded for some reason and was now sound asleep. He didn't want to take chances so he let it be. He had to figure out what he was to do first.

He planned how he should start out with his journey. He then put his right hand finger on the ground, sending his chakra through the soil which he noticed felt different from that of any of the places in the Elemental Nations he had been to. And he had been to a lot of places. That happens when one has enough chakra and is fast enough to travel through countries in mere moments. Still, he noted the different feeling and continued spreading his chakra for sensing.

He hit a problem. He can feel something is coming. That is nothing new, enemies could've found him and wanted to make sure he stays down. The only problem was that, those beings are empty. Like they are moving holes on a fabric. It unnerved him to think what kind of things are coming for him. He pulled out his trusty tri-pronged kunai and tossed them all around the clearing, and tensed his muscles, ready for fight or flight in the slightest hint of danger.

Still, the enemy were slow so any bijuu would be out of the equation. Chuunin? No, the empty feeling can't be explained that easily. Jonin biding their time? Possibly. But, the number of them is large. Fodder? Or perhaps to be sure that he falls to a battle of attrition? Maybe kagebunshins?

They're finally here. Numerous black beasts akin to animals with white spikey bone-plate armor rushed out onto the clearing the great Yellow Flash was staying at. He dodged a swipe from a black dog and slashed at it with his kunai. To his surprise, it bounced off the black-furred neck. It seems they are more durable than mere animals.

He coated his kunai with chakra and tried again. Jumping up and away from the pounce of another black dog, he stabbed it at the back of its neck, killing it nigh-instantly, noting that the beast turned into black smoke in a bit. Along comes another one, with its mouth trying to bite at him this time. He slashed at its neck and kicked it back towards the others before teleporting to a kunai thrown at a high position on one of the trees. Forming his own creation on his left hand. A spiraling ball of chakra he calls Rasengan, he drops towards the others, chakra ball first and slamming it onto the unfortunate armored black bear. He let go of his control over the Rasengan as he flashed towards another kunai a few tens of meters away before the ball exploded outward, killing multiple dozens of black monsters, smashing rock and gravel and uprooting trees in the process. He raced on towards the others with his vastly superior speed, cutting necks, jugulars, limbs and what not along the way, occasionally swatting a bear or a black ball with spikes rolling towards him with Rasengan.

Though there were many of these malicious abominations, his superior speed and great skill made easy work of them. Touching the ground again and flaring his chakra while awaiting the next wave, something caught his attention. People? Only one person. He seems to be surrounded by these aggressive beasts. He absently wondered what kind of jutsu can create these beasts. He then thought to move towards the humans to see if they are the source of the black animals, or if they need help. He can't take any chances, lest he lets another man die by these abominations.

Finishing the risky plan in his head, he made to flash towards his scattered kunai to collect them before using Shunshin to move towards his targets at a great pace.


Legendary: New World


A tall, skinny, fair-skinned faunus man with red hair and black bell-like ears on the side of his head was running as fast as he could a kilometer or so away from the former kage. His sand-colored button shirt fluttering behind him as his white undershirt was soaked with sweat from both stress and fear. His grey pants all roughed up from going through obstacles in a forest as he ran for his life. Yes. Tyrion Ndimu is not a happy man. Not at all, atleast, not at the moment.

It was supposed to be easy. He left his boisterous friend for a while to gather some food to eat. Sure there were grimm around, but he was confident in his skill, weapon and his aura that he can take two or three Beowolves at a time, five if he's lucky, provided there were no alphas. He didn't expect the hundreds of grimm to come bullrushing out of nowhere.

He'd only been running for a little more than three minutes, but to him, it felt like hours, and the grimm are still stampeding behind him. Some are even joining in from the behind the treelines on both of his sides. He isn't going to make it, it seems. They're too many and too relentless. He's getting too tired. His legs are giving out, his spear, discarded some time ago probably.

As his brain was muddled from the stress and fear, he did not notice a sudden descent in terrain, and so he fell. He rolled down for a few seconds before hitting his back on a large boulder. This is it, he thought. He closed his eyes, hoping for a quick and painless demise. Apologies flying in the wind for his friend that he hoped will miraculously hear despite knowing that it is a wasted action. He tightened his closed eyes.

One second passed. Nothing.

Two seconds passed. His tired mind must've been playing with him as he heard multiple thuds in extremely quick succession.

Three seconds, four, five. The sound of somethings hitting the ground finally ended.

He opened his eyes, and he opened it wide. A blonde human with blue eyes, what looks like a blue military grade uniform with a green flak jacket, topped with a white knee-length overcoat was standing there. His stance, unmoving but observant. His hand holding a small knife with three bladed tips. His savior's back was towards him, as if telling him that there is no need to worry. Grimm smoking all around them as they turned back to nothingness.

Tyrion, or Tymun as he likes to go by was left with his mouth agape. This stranger, a human no less, saved him and managed to annihilate hundreds of assorted grimm in seconds. He didn't even look winded.

Hopeful that the immediate danger has passed, he stood up and walked towards his savior, a bit wary since said person is a human. He spoke to the man, "Hey man. Uhh….Thanks for the save. I thought I was a goner there."

The man looked at him, confusion on his face. Tymun spoke again. "Hey, you okay? Oh, I'm Tyrion Ndimu by the way, but you can call me Tymun."

The man looked down. He appeared to be thinking, then looked up again. An awkward smile in his face as he spoke, "Ano…Warui desu kedo…Wakarimasen deshita."

Well crap. His savior doesn't even understand him. How the hell is that even possible? He's pretty sure that the four kingdoms share only one language. There are others it seems. Is he from a village isolated from society? How backwaters is that village to not know the common language? But then, how backwaters would a village be to have an extremely powerful huntsman such as this guy, wearing full combat gear? It doesn't make any sense at all.

'For starters, let's start with a name', he guessed. He started gesturing to himself with both hands as he says his name. "Me, Tymun. Tee – moon." He then pointed to the blonde man. "You?"

The man seemed to be a bit happy that I'm trying to communicate at all. The man copied him and started gesturing to himself. "Ore, Minato. Me – Nah – Toh."

"That's a start, I guess." Tymun said, as the man now named Minato simply tilted his head left while showing a smile. He gestured to some direction and motioned for this Minato, to walk. "Let's…go…home…Me – nah – toh?"

Minato didn't understand him still, but he must've been able to guess what he said as he was nodding before turning to the direction he pointed to walk.


Legendary: New World


The walk to wherever it is the animal man named Tymun beside him was to go was fairly uneventful, though a bit noisy. Minato appreciated the man trying to lift the mood, if only he could understand what the man was saying as he had zero knowledge on this language they are using. Not that that little tidbit seemed to stop him from blabbering about, making exaggerated movement at times, which is pretty near always.

There were black beasts at times, though few and far in between compared to the massive hoard an barely hour earlier. All of which he took care of while the animal person goes silent, shifting from talkative to observing. At least at the start anyway. Some few tens of these monsters and he doesn't even bother stopping with his attempted conversation anyway.

The half-animal stopped walking and pointed to somewhere a bit away, which with Minato's honed eyes were able to see easily enough. There was a big smile on Tymun's face as he began talking even more before pulling him on towards that little village he was gesturing at.

Arriving at their apparent destination, Minato was flabbergasted at what he saw. More of these animal people like the one beside him, but with different animal characteristics. There were men with bullhorns, kids running around with what looked like rabbit ears, some women walking around with…were those fox tails? His observations were cut short when one of the said women looked mad at him which made him realized he was staring at another woman's backside. Kushina would've smacked him with a chakra-enhanced frying pan had she been here.

He averted his eyes and wondered if Orochimaru-sama's experiments went a little too far as to make his own village of animal-like humans. The smug look Tymun was giving him is not helping either. They continued to walk around while Tymun was talking with a few of these animal people who didn't give them wide berth to walk at along the way, probably more small talk as that man sure can do so.

The duo stopped at a small slightly broken-down house by the edge of the village where a very healthy man was hanging some clothes he looked to have just finished washing. And he meant VERY healthy as the man was as big as some of the biggest in the Akimichi clan. The said man was a dark man sporting an amazing moustache that reached all the way to his ears and seemed to be suspended horizontally, had a pig's nose and a small pigtail at the end of his slicked-back black hair. He was wearing a dark-red, approaching maroon, sleeveless collared shirt topped with a black sleeveless vest. He was wearing navy-blue pants with a mace hanging at the side by his belt and black shoes that looked to have better days.

The plump middle-aged man looked at the recently-arrived duo and went directly to Tymun beside Minato and engaged the man in small talk. The two occasionally glanced at the shinobi before continuing with their conversation. After a few moments, Tymun came to gesture at him while calling his name, likely to introduce him to his stout friend. The burly man then responded in kind with what Minato guessed was his name. "Me…Nyumba. Just Nyumba."

They continued on with their discussion while Minato idly observed his surroundings again, noting the wary looks he was getting since he first entered the village. He thought it that maybe it's because he looked different, or maybe they identified him as the Yellow Flash which Tymun apparently didn't or maybe he's just sweaty and their likely-animalistic noses thought him bad because of it?

The portly one named Nyumba and the twiggy Tymun then looked to him and smiled. Apparently coming to a conclusion on something.


Legendary: New World


Dinner was a silent affair as far as it went for the former Kage, or at least, it is if he tuned off Tymun. He was convinced that he was in a new world as he looked up the sky that night in an attempt to see his location by observing the stars. The moon was broken was the first thing that ticked him off. It was either he was truly in a new world or that the mythical Juubi has escaped. Considering they were all still not dust in a smoking crater gave him hope that it wasn't, but gave him despair as well that it wasn't, which meant that he was truly a world away from his loved ones.

He had to think of a way to return and fast. Perhaps if he modified the Hiraishin to cross dimensions, but he likely can't do that. Not with his own chakra. Not alone. The one-man army's mind returned to whatever it was he felt when he was being ripped apart by the space-time jutsu that hit him. It kept him intact, but it wasn't something he could've done on his own, not even subconsciously as it was beyond his own chakra capacity to keep himself in one piece.

Then it hit him. The Kyuubi. The beast needed his vessel alive if he wanted to stay alive as well. That meant that it was said beast that saved him from being torn up inside out. He had to find a way to make it obey him or at least cooperate, but considering its status as the embodiment of hatred, that will be a walk in the park. A chakra-nullifying park made of lava that is. Still, Jiraiya-sensei did say he was the child of prophecy or something to that nature, so maybe, it won't be impossible, if at least for him.

Regardless, the Kyuubi was still in deep slumber so better to let it do so for now, lest he angers it more than he likely already had. With that ended, he finally noticed the dynamic duo standing behind him with worried faces. Apparently, they were calling him but his thoughts were too deep for him to notice.

After some much unnecessary checks like that of his temperature, his injuries of which are none-existent and his mind being damaged if what their gestures were any indication of, they set him a little sleeping spot on their old sofa, complete with a pillow and a tattered old blanket. It was nice of them to give him sleeping accommodations at least. Minato rested his stressed out body on the sofa as his two new friends went to their own rooms, or at least, if the tiny hut afforded such space.

His mind wandered once again to his plans for the future and then to his loved ones. Hopefully, he can think of a way to go in the morning as he went to sleep.


Legendary: New World


He woke up just before the sun shone above the trees, signaling that it's still too early to do so. He left his white haori that needed washing and his shinobi vest for now as it might be the reason that the animal people were wary of him. He went outside to do some morning training and meditation as he always does.

He came back after an hour to catch his landlords doing some housework; Nyumba cooking and Tymun fixing his stuff to leave apparently. After a breakfast as hearty as they can afford, the gangly one decided to say his leave. Minato decided to tag along to keep the man safe as well as to see more of the land. Not that the skinny man understood what he said but he accepted the company regardless.

A three-hour walk later and they arrived at a much bigger village of regular people. As they walked, Minato couldn't help but think on how different this was to that of Tymun's. While the former is full of concrete buildings, paved roads and what looks like middle-class people, the latter was more of wooden houses and dirt roads. The less to be said about its inhabitants, the better.

They stopped by what seems to be a bookstore. Tymun gestured for Minato to stay outside as he enters. It appeared to the shinobi that his human-animal hybrid friend is haggling, and failing spectacularly if the anger on the bookkeeper's face is any indication. When the owner of the building pulled out a weapon, it was when Minato had seen enough and parried the bullet before the other two were aware of what happened. The man was furious and shouted at them while pointing at the exit. They obliged.

Tymun and Minato were sitting on the sidewalk, the former with a sad look and the latter with a tiny bit of anger that a man would suddenly attempt to shoot at another. They were then approached by a blonde man with a well-concealed weapon behind him. Had Minato been anything but a ninja, he would've missed it. The man was tall, had a small stubble and wore varying shades of brown; a tan dress shirt topped with a dark brown sleeveless vest, a spaulder on his right shoulder, leather vambrace ending with a fingerless glove on the same side, red bandana on his left, brown pants and black shoes. He is likely this land's equivalent to a shinobi, Minato thought.

Tymun talked with the man for a while, then gestured to Minato that his name is Taiyang and that he is a "huntsman", a word that escapes the nin as to what it means. The man had a baby girl on his arm with the same shade of gold for hair however few it is as her father. A family man then. Oh how he wished that he was like that with his dear Naruto as well.

The man named Taiyang then went on inside the building and seemed to be lecturing the shopkeeper before calling Tymun and Minato in. The man behind the counter seemed to give the duo a discount, if a bit reluctant, likely due to the influence of the blonde huntsman. Before they left, Minato had a look at the baby once again and smiled. The baby then looked back and smiled at him. He thanked the man who helped them in a language that the others could not understand but can guess what he said anyway.

Once home, Tymun met up with Nyumba in the back, apparently back from hunting for food as he was sweaty and had a boar on his back. Then the two looked at him with smiles on their faces as Tymun uttered words that Minato has yet to understand, "I think we have all we need to teach Minatow here some common language."


AN:

Hello again. Thank you for reading this story's continuation. I have to say sorry for the extremely long update time as I had to juggle a lot of work and school to get to the computer and do this thing, not to mention how to fill it up. I have a rough outline on how the story will go but writing it is, I have to say, very hard to do in actuality.

As for the actual story, not really much happening. Just a standard getting around chapter, meeting some OC's *wink* and not much else. I'll try getting the next chapter out faster than the last one, though I can't really promise what I can't fulfill so yeah, sorry.

Answers to comments, who I would like to thank by the way, as well as likers and followers...

Yeah, I noticed when I looked back on Chapter 0 that it sucked balls. I agree that I have to work on POV's really hard to make up for that.

Yes, Minato will be back with Naruto, how will be a secret. Hopefully this is not too much of a spoiler.

Regarding power levels, Minato is rather weak compared to the other kages, only eclipsing Kage Kakashi in raw power, but his technique and speed is what boosted him to top tiers next to Tobi-I hate Uchiha-rama, BM Naruto, Not-skinny Nagato, Not-dying Itachi, Haharama and Asspulldara. I only said that reflex and power-wise, RWBY's top tiers can at least keep up with him. Still, they get outclassed by skill, the exceptions likely only being Prime Ozpin who absolutely craps on Maiden-powered Cinder in speed and this featless secret character called Salem.

Regarding why RWBY and Minato are that fast...

Minato outsped Hashirama and the rest of the Edo Kage by a large margin. Ran to the ocean, left a kunai, ran to where Naruto and the rest are just in time to intercept a Bijuudama and teleport it to the ocean where he left the kunai, and then that's when the other kages arrive. How this is not counted as teleportation? Tobirama mentioned that Minato uses Shunshin better than he does. Shunshin is a high-speed movement, not a teleportation technique. Minato's teleportation jutsu is called Hiraishin. Also note that Hashirama was able to outrun a mach 234 Bijuudama. Calc is provided in versus forums.

RWBY on the other hand, Emerald and Mercury were able to dodge cloud-based lightning, which was calced at them having to move at at least mach 224, else they get charred. Calc is provided in versus forums. Note that not all cartoons, manga, comics and anime ever follow the "leave a sonic boom when they break the sound barrier" when they do so. In fact, most never do. Which is why versus forums rely on calculating movement characters did instead of relying on visual cues like said sonic booms.

As for attack power, Minato's Rasengan is more potent than it is wide. RWBY however, well Ruby Rose was able to drag a nevermore up a cliff. Even if it was through momentum, it still shows she can generate that much force to pull it up and decapitate it at the top.

Hopefully, I address some if not most of your comments with this chapter.

On another note, I hope to be able to fix the preview thing below the title as well as actually learn how to upload a damn chapter without breaking my computer.

Comments and constructive criticisms welcome. Please and thank you.