(I'm only asking for patience, Epic Length stories take their time, its why a lot of the very people reading this story also read Silent Moon. Because I made characters in depth, and "dragging" it out isn't dragging it out if I am building the world.

Especially since it'll focus more on the other subjects of the world.

I'm not angry, I'm still going to write, but it just frustrates me when I do the best that I can to be detailed and people want me to rush through something or not even build a world. If I am going to do something, then by my own standard I'm going to do it right proper.

I'm a watered down Kubrick…do it right…one hundred twenty-seven times…yeah~

Thank you for your time, please take care, and God bless.

-Blazeraptor54.)

P.s...i changed the pairing again...its Velvet here...sorry...

The world slowed down, Naruto breaths were like a crawl, black dust exploded in front of him as the head of The Wendigo signaling that he was a fake. The real one had appeared behind Naruto. The blonde's bloody wounds had begun to steam from the last time, but he wasn't able to escape, the rapier aimed right for his heart.

And, he couldn't escape!

"Naaaruuuutoooo!" Nora screamed in the slow world, the blonde's arms had no feeling in them, likely due to the fact that wounds probably put them in shock.

Pure momentum and ingenuity was his last-ditch effort, it failed him miserably!

The Wendigo had a smile on his face as he screams, "Diiiiiieeee!"

Suddenly a red light appeared from the forest, making The Wendigo turn to it, his eyes widened as he barely turned in time to block a red arrow made of aura from hitting him. He could see a pair of red eyes from the forest, it wasn't a Grimm, and it didn't bare the distinct Sharingan appearance of Itachi's red eyes.

These eyes were demonic, swiftly they moved among the trees, repositioning before another red arrow flew out. This time aimed at Naruto, the blonde barely ducked in time before it shot and grabbed his clothing. The force behind it so strong it propelled him off the ground, out of the pentagram, and stabbing into a tree.

Had he just been saved?

He never saw the red eyes, the fear evident now on Wendigo's face, especially as he turned around to block another arrow and his sword came out of his hands. He turned to go after the girl, hoping to use her as a shield, but a red arrow caught her and sent her out of the pentagram just like Naruto had been done.

The Wendigo sensed danger, dodging to the side as he looked to where the arrows were coming from. Whoever was firing was a being that was highly skilled, highly intelligent, and was making sure he was held off. Not good enough to land a fatal blow, but good enough to hold him there.

Who was behind that bow?!

"Dark Art: Blood Seek!" The Wendigo launched the blood tendrils from his mouth, they headed for where the eyes were.

Finally, the arrows stopped, he then turned to Naruto, "looks like your friend is dead…hehehe….HAHAHA!"

Naruto grimaced, pulling himself off the arrow in the tree, it bursts into energy as he did. It looked at though it only further confirmed what the Wendigo said. The man charged right at Naruto, the blonde saw his sword laying just behind the man.

He wished he had it!

The Wendigo reformed his sword, screaming as he approached Naruto, only for the blonde to suddenly flash away in a golden light!

He stumbled, nearly hitting the tree, but he did bury his sword into the bark. The man looked behind, looking where the blonde was, on the ground, holding his sword. Naruto held The Flying Thunder God Blade with both hands as he forced his arms to move through the pain.

"It's…It is not…over…yet." Naruto grimaces as he struggled to walk toward The Wendigo, "I'm…not…dead…yet…"

"Those little bursts of chakra gone from you, how pathetic boy, the old warriors that used magic in the ancient days could fight successfully afterward. Proof, proof I say of this world's need to suffer!" Wendigo pulls his sword from the bark, walking toward Naruto.

The blonde took a deep breath, "I said I am not done…I'm…not…dead yet."

The Wendigo rolls his eyes, charging, Naruto's eyes widened as he saw the man coming. He raised his sword up from where he had it pointed down, actually deflecting the strike that was meant for him, he followed up by jumping and using his moment to slam his blade down The Wendigo's rapier.

The man was shocked, he thought the blonde was about collapse!

"Just," the man dodged and was forced to hold a side slash from Naruto with his rapier, "give up!"

"Give up," Naruto suddenly jumped off his one foot and wind gathered around his leg as he roars, "on me giving UP!"

The Wendigo's eyes widened, "w-what?!"

"Typhoon," Naruto screams as he throws the kick laced with semblance, "ROAR!"

A loud bang came from the smacking of the wind hitting The Wendigo, he yells out as he was sent flying, Naruto landed on the ground but quickly got to his feet and ran. Screaming through the night and the pain, tears in his eyes from pain as he ran forward.

"My promise to this world," wind gathered all around and increased his speed, "is to protect everyone from walking nightmares like YOU!"

Blasting off his feet, Naruto caught Wendigo off guard as he slammed into him, using his entire body as a weapon. Slamming him through a couple of trees, Naruto was breathing hard, his orange aura sparks around him.

Naruto watched as a black mass moved among the trees, he saw The Wendigo head back toward Pentagram, just as Nora got herself up. He quickly activated his semblance once more, without aura he was vulnerable to anything now, but he was facing an opponent who just shatters right through it anyway.

It didn't matter, he didn't matter, his loved ones were the only thing that truly matters!

"I said," Naruto suddenly appeared in front of The Wendigo with a burst of speed from his semblance, "stay away from my friends!"

The Wendigo slid to stop just in time to avoid a slash from Naruto's sword, the blonde's wounds had bloody patches over them, but the skin was fully closed now. Naruto jumped to avoid a sweep kick, spinning in the air just as he launched Wendigo away again with a kick.

He suddenly felt hands on his back, "we need to go!"

He turned toward Nora, begrudgingly he looked to where The Wendigo was struggling to get up this time around. However, before he could leave, he decided to do one last thing. He gathered another charge of his semblance, the last charge, aiming it right into the center of the pentagram.

"GAME," Naruto hit the ground with all his might, "OVER!"

The pentagram glowed, the symbol splitting apart due to it being broken on the ground. The Wendigo screams as he gets up, wailing at his destroyed creation, he hit the ground like a crazed lunatic.

Nora caught Naruto as he collapsed, putting him up on her shoulders, running quickly and as fast as possible.

The Wendigo wanted to pursue them, but he felt something watching him, and decided it was just best to escape!

Anko was breathing hard as she and Itachi faced down The Omi, it had gone through several forms, finishing on the mass of blubbery flesh with tentacles. She looked at Itachi, watching as it squirmed toward them, the mass's tentacles had spikes at the end.

"Great," Anko looked at Itachi, "never thought I see the day that a Grimm would become a nightmare fuel hentai monster…jeez, this Wendigo guy is fucked."

"Amaterasu doesn't work on it," Itachi struggled to get up, "and it got a barrier around it…got to admit it…he's not dumb."

"A blood sacrifice," Anko realized and then scoffed, "fucker got us at the moment."

Suddenly the blubbery mass stopped, it squirmed about, only to then fall into a black liquid before bursting into black smoke. Anko just looked up into the sky and threw out of her hands.

"Thank you, Light God, oh I'm going to start going to church now…sweet…beautiful…boring church." Anko laughs as he collapsed to her knees, breathing hard.

"Um, Anko," Itachi saw as Nora fell with Naruto near the edge of the mountain. "You may want to look up."

Anko looked up, "oh no…"

She ran over to the side of the mountain, running up it, and getting to Naruto. "Oh no, oh no…"

"He's fine," Nora breathed, "he may want to cut down on Ramen…"

"Ramen~" Naruto drawls, he moans and grumbles, "sounds…good…right now."

Anko couldn't help but laugh, "well Naru-Fishcake…um…we'll get you some after we get you to a hospital."

"Aah man~" Naruto complains, weakly looking up at Anko, his blue eyes havingred around the outer portion from his chakra was receding.

"So, you fought a guy who manages to hold his own enough to push us a little." Anko tapped his head, "not nice to lie Fishcake."

"I am telling the truth, frankly, I am not in a good mood since they gave me a shot on my butt!" Naruto wailed slightly, "and it still stings!"

Anko rolled her eyes, "you can take getting stabbed and beat around, but a needle and you lose your shit…my luck I guess I'd get a student who can somehow hold his own against a demonic ex-priest."

"Wa-wait hold my own, I had help from Itachi!" Naruto pointed at Itachi, "and he was using a bow."

"I don't use a bow, I suck at archery, shocking I know…" Itachi stated as he looked at Naruto, "but…then who helped you?"

Anko hummed, "well doesn't matter, the only thing that matters is that you're a reckless idiot and I have a proper punishment for you."

"Oh c'mon, I saved Nora!" Naruto argues.

"Yes," Anko ruffled his hair and smiled, "that's why your punishment is keeping your sword…you're worthy enough."

Naruto's lips quivered, "y-you're joking right…hahaha…right?"

She shook her head, Naruto started to cry a little bit as he suddenly brought his arms around her. He sobbed into her shoulder, she suddenly froze, why was he crying?

Itachi looked at her, "I erased Nora's memory save for him rescuing her and her carrying him out."

He walked toward the door, "I'll be heading out of the city in a few days, but I'll stay if something else emerges."

Anko brought her hands around the blonde, she then looked up at Itachi when he whistled, she watched him smile.

He then mouthed something, so that Naruto couldn't see it, "can you come out here real quick?"

She got up, walking over toward Itachi, "I'll be right back Naruto."

"Alright, Anko, I'll be here…getting butt shots." He laughed, giggling a little bit, now the morphine was kicking.

Stepping out of the room, closing the door, Itachi looked at her. "I know the other day, where we had sex was a mistake, we were both too drunk…to make a good choice."

Anko held up a finger, "I'm not mad about that Itachi, so let it go."

Itachi looked away, she noted something slipping down his eye, "I should've just taken up…the offer all those years ago."

"Ooh," Anko looked at him, "th-that…"

"Anko, you were right about me, I am coward…I feared my father. I should've been like you, you were always so much stronger than me, even if it didn't show in a fight." Itachi reached over and grabbed her hand, "and I know too much time has passed to ever make up for me leaving you like I did."

He took a deep breath, "I am asking if you want to just put away the sword, bury the hatchet…and start anew?"

She stood there, looking into his eyes, she then lightly smiled. "I'm not available Itachi, I'm sorry, too much time has made me a hermit. I have a student that needs me to train him to be what I promised him, and I need to find myself again, I'm lost in this mad world too…you know."

The man nodded, "I know, but you asked me all those years ago if I loved you…do you still want the answer?"

Anko looked at him, "it's been so long, but…let me guess, you used to."

"I do," her eyes widened, "and I left the clan the same as you…I went looking for you and couldn't find you…"

Anko felt her heart drop a little bit, "so…all this time I couldn't find you…"

"I was looking for you," Itachi laughed a little bit, "kind of a fucked up thing about life huh?"

Itachi then took a deep breath, "I'll be leaving the city in a few days like I said, I don't regret that night…but, just wish…you know it didn't happen while we were hammered off our gourd."

Anko looked at him, "is this goodbye, I mean actual goodbye Itachi?"

He looked at her, shaking his head, "no…it's a see you later…if you want to see me later."

Smiling, Anko nodded, "fine. You know what, fine, I'll see you later then. But, next time, you're going to have to work for it."

"Plan to," Itachi turned around but then as he walked away he turned toward Anko, "by the way…when I said you cared more about the murderer than your student…I meant that you need to learn how to focus on what matters most."

He stood there, "that kid in there is something special Anko, don't let his talent go to waste, because I want to fight him myself when he grows up."

He walks away, only to turn and whistle and catch Anko's attention.

He placed two fingers on his lips, tossing it toward it her before walking out of the hospital hallway, she smiled, and this did something she never thought she'd ever do. She felt a tear slip down her face, she wasn't crying because she was sad.

She was crying because she felt like she belonged and had someone that needed her.

It made her fade back into the horrible memory she had, the day she chose banishment.

It had been a horrible day, a Grimm somehow surprised Anko, she just looked down at her wounds. Itachi was dressing them, she sighed, The Silver Bird Clan Heiress looked at the heir to The Dragon Clan. He smiled, wrapping her leg up.

"Give it a few days," Itachi said as he smiles, "it'll heal…"

"Itachi…" Anko looked at him, "I think I need to tell you this, I don't think I can go through with this…I mean the wedding…I don't want that man in there."

"I know," Itachi sighed as he looked at her, "I wish I could stop it."

Anko smiled weakly, "why's that?"

"Because I care about you, but, I can't stop it…the law and all." Itachi took a deep breath and got up, only to have his arm grabbed by Anko.

She looked up at him, "run away with me…please…"

Itachi's eyes widened a little bit, he turned to her, "run away with…you? Anko, you'll be banished, and so will I!"

"It doesn't matter," Anko states with passion, "I don't want this life anymore…I want you okay! I would rather have the person I fell in love with destitute with me, then live a rich lifestyle just pumping out kids!"

"I'm a warrior, I don't want to be a housewife!" Anko yells as she sobbed a little bit.

Itachi looked down at her, "Anko…I can't…"

"Don't you love me?" Anko inquires, tears in her eyes, "was the kiss the other day not real?!"

"It was," Itachi looked away, "and it was a mistake on my part…"

"No, Itachi, it was my mistake…" She looked down, "I've always had trouble seeing the real in people."

"Anko," Itachi looked at her, "I can't, and you know it."

"Why have you never stood up for me, it's always about The Clans this and The Clans that!" She screamed at him, she sobbed, "I love you…please don't abandon me…"

Itachi looked stunned, he stammered a little bit, "Anko…I…"

He suddenly found the room hard to breathe in, "I have to go, I'm sorry!"

Anko's heart shatters as he runs out of the room, she barely could stand up on her own. She grimaced as she reached over toward her sword, grabbing a few articles of clothing to put on. She wasn't going to wait anymore, she had to leave.

It had to be now!

She took a deep breath, "yeah…let's bury the hatchet Itachi."

The Wendigo was running, running fast, he stopped for a moment. Breathing hard, his heart pounded in his chest, he threw up on the ground from how much he had been running. He looked up, his eyes widened a person dressed in white and wearing a mask with a foxlike appearance stood above him.

"Stop, stop it," Gilles De Rais screams, "demon!"

The masked figure simply responded by making a black sphere form into a bow, loading a red arrow into it, taking a deep breath the figure shot an arrow that intentionally missed The Wendigo. He had been running for three days straight, he didn't have time to properly use the bathroom.

He struggled to get up, only for him fall forward, he was breathing hard. "How…how are you able to withstand my attacks?!"

He turned onto his back, crawling away as the figure dropped down from the tree, the bow disappearing. Slowly, several Grimm gathered around the area, all of them walking behind the figure. The figure then slowly stopped as the fallen priest put his back as against a tree.

Slowly, the figure reached up, removing the mask to reveal a woman with pale skin.

Black veins went down her eyes, she looked at Gilles De Rais with a look a predator gives to a soon to be meal. She sighed, looking at him through her red eyes that were the only light coming from her jet black sclera.

A Beowulf brushed up against her hand, "shh, soon my creation."

"C-creation, you're the leader of them?!" Gilles De Rais screams, "Begone, begone foul demoness!"

"You're too far gone to dare call upon a God's help, really, you make a mockery of yourself fallen priest. Hunting little children who couldn't fight back, until you found one that could, and he held his own well enough. Did it ever strike your fancy that perhaps, just perhaps, those red arrows were made to also empower him with extra chakra?" The woman inquired as she walked toward him, "the girl he was protecting I couldn't care about if I tried."

The man shook as she stood above him now, "I care not for humans, I care not for their ways and honeyed words they falsely use to call a God to their aid."

She reached down, gripping the man's throat and hoisting him up, he struggled and kicked against the one-handed grip. Somehow, someway she had stood over him now, perhaps using magic to grow taller for the sake of torture.

Bringing her blackened lips to his ear, she giggled, "try not to die on me too soon…I would love to hear mimic the sounds of all those little children preyed upon."

"Because," she then slammed her right hand into his chest, ripping through bone and muscle with her claws, "you dare…attack my own."

"Normally, I would feed on you, but I dare not put the blood and soul of a child murderer. It is a sully to my own being, and not even an honor you're worthy of, instead, you'll feed my Beowulfs." She got to what she wanted, gripping her hand around his heart.

Gilles De Rais looked at her, "w-wh-who are you?"

The woman looked at him, "I am the daughter of destruction itself, Salem."

She then ripped out his heart, the blackened organ in her hand pulsated before looked at him. She let him fall back to pull anything left attaching to it off on its own. She watched as it beat within her hand, seeing the souls of many children within.

"I may be a monster," she squeezes the organ until it pops in her hand, freeing the souls, "but I have standards."

"Unlike you," she tosses the dead organ to the ground as Gilles De Rais was dragged by a few Beowulfs into a feeding circle, "just barely worthy enough of being dog food."

"Did he see you?" A voice called out to her, questioning her.

A man with blonde hair with red highlights and deep red eyes stood in a tree line. He had a feral look to him, he looked Faunus, but something was just off about him. Like the body he had wasn't his own, nor did it match what he really was.

However, he then spoke in a silky smooth voice that uttered a single phrase, "my beautiful Goddess."

Salem looked up at the man, "no, he hasn't seen me…you?"

"Nope," the man states as he had tail suddenly wrap around his waist, "are we still waiting for it?"

"Yes," Salem states to the man, "waiting for the first of many."