Yep. A second story from me, but this one will be a Naruto/RWBY crossover.

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I hope you enjoy the story.

Trailer M

「Forest」

Currently, a young man in his teens was eating a bowl of ramen. The teen's current location was in the middle of the forest enjoying his hot broth and noodles, it was a strange place to stop for a quick meal, however, this boy didn't mind in the least. He was of average standing height, though one couldn't tell from his present situation. His physical appearance was something others would call handsome. The young man had spiky, black hair that cascaded to around his jawline. He had a narrow face that complimented his features with rounder eyes that gave him a sort of feminine look; he most likely inherited that feature from his mother. Speaking of his eyes, they were the most vibrant of blues one would ever see, perhaps akin to sapphire if you had to describe it. Though the most peculiar aspect of the young teen were the three whisker-like markings on his face. Had you met the boy, you'd immediately describe him as a Faunus, however, this person was completely human.

As for clothing, the boy wore simple attire. A dark colored jacket covered his torso with a navy blue tee underneath. His trousers were a plain black though the color had faded with time due to how much it had been worn. There were a few tears here and there, though nothing too serious. To finish his outfit, the young man had a longer than average blue scarf tied around his neck. This extra addition to his outfit is always noticeable because of the sentimentality of the article. Hung on one of the many belt loops of his pants, was a fox mask. Because of his mask and the physical markings that naturally occurred on his face, the young man was constantly hounded for being a part of the infamous group known as the White Fang. Yet he didn't show support nor deny the acclaim.

On his right leg held an average sized pouch. Inside of the pouch were kunai knives. They were special in the way that many only appeared to have been used by shinobi on television or in movies, but he liked the small knife. They were easy to carry, simple to use, and were lightweight enough to have many spares. To finish his unique appearance, the dark haired youth had a brazen green colored sword that resembled a kunai used by shinobi that was situated on his back. In the center of the sword, where the handle or crossguard was meant to be, there was a diamond shaped hole. This hole contained an emerald gem.

Still slurping the rest of his meal without a care in the world, the young man suddenly leaped opposite the way he was facing for seemingly no reason. Seconds later, a large creature, its body the color of charcoal with a bone-white mask that shrouded its face, pounced on his previous location. Upon closer inspection, the animal had black fur with bone-like spines jutting out from different parts of its body. It was hunched over like a dog or a wolf, yet neither of the two.

Throwing his bowl skyward and mentally regretting his decision to eat in the seemingly deserted woods, the young man got into a readied stance waiting for whatever may happen next. However, to his dismay, more Beowolves emerged from the surrounding trees and brush, surrounding the raven haired teen. Cursing himself silently, the youthful looking teen glanced around quickly, eyes darting to and from at all the possible ways he could dismantle his enemies. One of the many Grimm to his immediate left rushed forward in a jumping motion with its claws forward. With an unspoken command, the rest charge the young man with devastating ferocity.

Slipping a hand into his side pouch, the whiskered youth palmed a pair of kunai as he dashed into the oncoming horde of Grimm. He quickly thrust the duo of knives into the head of the first charging Beowolf, instantly killing the beast. Swiftly sidestepping and ducking, the boy had to maneuver himself to avoid the teeth and claws of the rest of his pursuers. Smirking at the simplicity of the bloodthirsty monsters, he now held a kunai in both hands and flicked his wrists towards the pair of wolves who initially tried to maim him. The knives met their mark at the base of the necks of the mindless monsters quickly terminating them.

Not wanting to spend any more unnecessary time on the remaining Grimm and needlessly wasting his kunai, the sapphire eyed boy fingered his pouch until a glimmer of recognition sparked in his eyes. Pulling out what looked to be a harmless slip of paper that had scribbles on it, the young man attached it to the end of a third kunai. Gazing at the last of the horde, he briskly surveyed the area, making sure there were none that escaped his vision. Throwing the kunai near the center of the waiting pack, not even several seconds had elapsed before a resounding explosion shook the area. Once the dust cleared, a small crater remained.

Patting himself on the back for a job well done, the young man began his trek in a random direction. Unfortunately, his instincts were screaming at him and with a well-timed dash to the right, the dark haired teen narrowly missed a large stinger aiming for his torso. Voicing his irritation at the rookie mistake, the teen turned only to see a black exoskeleton in his general direction.

Atop the exoskeleton were bone-white plates that shielded it from blunt weaponry. Having missed its target, the glowing stinger returned to a resting position above the main body. Moss and grass poked out at random crevices along its body, indicating that this particular Grimm had been laying down for a long time before detecting anyone within its vicinity.

Grinding his teeth together in frustration, the boy looked up to the sun to determine how much time he had left in the day. Coming up with an estimate, he figured it was an hour or two past noon. "Sorry big guy, not a lot of time left. I've got to end this quickly," came a rough, yet smooth voice.

Holding a hand out to his side, the whiskered boy focused the aura from his body into a single point. Channeling his energy, he called it to the center of his hand in a swirling manner. A billowing whirl that sounded almost ethereal resonated in the clearing. Slowly, but surely, a violet sphere of energy formed. Storming the large creature, he held out his attack forward and slammed it into the Death Stalker whilst calling out the name of his technique.

"Spiraling Ring!" he shouted, hitting the Grimm on its head. At first glance, the orb of destruction didn't appear to have any effect. Once a moment passed, the skull of the offending monster caved inward in resemblance of something were grinding away at its structure. It was then flung away from the raven haired teen as if it were hit by a vehicle. Viewing the now downed Grimm evaporating into wisps of inky darkness, the boy dusted his hands smiling at another situation he had survived.

Once again beginning his trek towards civilization, he pondered at something that had been bothering him for the past while. "Hm, I wonder how everyone else is doing...?" questioned the spiky teen. "Oh well, I'll see them soon enough. Gotta get ready for my third year... I hate school. Tch," he clicked his teeth in annoyance. "Hope this year is more interesting than the previous years," clasping his hands behind his head, the boy carelessly wandered the forest. His silhouette fading as the camera panned away into the sky.

The scene faded to four outlines with the letters M. A. N. L. in the front. The form behind the letter M slowly brightened, revealing the previous character in a stylized pose. His fox mask covering half of his smirking face as he stood before an iridescent purple background. Beneath the large M was the name of our hero, Menma.

Well this was short, don't worry only the trailers are to be short, reviewed if you like it, well this was dark flacon next time peace ✌