This is a repost, the first two chapters will be, but originally it was posted under the pen name Fox Grl. This is a joint fic between the two of us, since she no longer wishes to continue this. Hence the first two chapters will be hers, but the rest after that will be mine… of course the storyline is hers, I'm just finishing the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Is this enough or should I write more? I mean what more can I say in a disclaimer?

Ch 1:

"LOOK OUT!"

The day was overcast and cold. The wind swept thru the leaves of the forest trees. The atmosphere felt rushed as animals and birds scattered to flee the disturbed forest.

Blood stained trees with splintering marks were struggling to remain standing. Young teenagers were sprawled about the ground drowning in their own blood; they were dead, recently killed. They were no more than 15, and had passed on leaving their futures unlived, their dreams murdered along with them. However this was their life, their destiny, it was their job. They were Shinobi; they were on a mission and knew they would meet with death. They were to be held up as heroes whom sacrificed themselves for the sake of the mission.

The total count was, at the moment, 6 no, wait now 7. Distant cries could be herd, they were cries of pain and cries of anger. Two Shinobi left standing of the original 9, one a girl and one a boy. The boy had black hair cut short, with blue eyes that showed pain, anger and determination. The girl had red hair put back in a braid, she hadtired green eyes, and she was currently loosing blood from a wound in her side. The air stood still the two faced their opponent, a Man with long black hair, his eyes were a steel blue with a slit and he didn't look the least bit tired. This, to him, was fun. He was a mystery man, he never gave a name and even if he did those who had heard it were never given the chance to repeat it.

He was, however known far and wide as the hunter; his targets all have one thing in common, their age. His attacks started four years ago, he claimed the lives of many 11-year-old Shinobi, and every year that passed, their age went up. He was searching for someone or something that remained completely unknown to anyone but himself.

The girl collapsed to the ground, dead the boy then realized that he was alone, his friends whom he had grown up with, whom he had been with the day before, and with whom he thought he would have gone home with were dead. they were supposed to grow old have families, live their dreams, but all that was shattered, just because one man was searching for something. The only thing the boy could do trying to keep in his emotions was asking one question.

"Why?"

"I'm searching for someone, and I will continue to hunt him down until he shows himself." This answer surprised the boy, he knew now that in knowing this information he would not live but die with his friends, so many more questions popped up into the boys head, and sensing this the man answered all of them without answering much.

"My name is of no importance, and what or who I am searching for is the vessel of a powerful demon, a boy around your age. Since you will not survive our encounter, it is obvious you are not him. I didn't leave anyone alive so that they wouldn't have to deal with the pain of their loss, and they could die an honorary death. But, since it seems you almost dead anyways I'll be happy to tell you my story…"

FLASHBACK

A boy of age 17 ran into the forest his rage controlling him, with hatred in his eyes. Missing Nins had just attacked his entire village. His friends and family had been brutally murdered in front of him, and his village was currently burning to the ground behind him as he ran from the sight. He was called the best of the best he was the Kage of the village, the youngest ever, and because of his age he was never taken seriously and was taken advantage of, he was the sole survivor of the hidden village of star.

He continued running into the dead of night until he reached a temple to worship the gods, there he cried and cursed the gods for bringing misfortune upon him, he punched the ground with so much force a crack ran through the ground up to the alter of which cracked in half and crumbled to the ground reveling an ancient chest hidden within the hollow alter.

Forgetting his troubles for the slightest of moments he curiously walked over to the chest and with much effort opened it. Inside were scrolls well preserved, they were summoning spells for the strongest of creatures, demons possessing much power. As he touched one of the inscriptions a red aurora enveloped him possessing him turning his gentle blue eyes to an evil blood red.

" I must have the strongest of demons, an immortal demon." He was drunk with lust for revenge and the need for power. As he continued looking through the scrolls, he found it. The demon with immortality, the strongest of demons, which had its own free, will. The scroll warned that the demon was almost impossible to control. The only way to control it completely at full power was to defeat it, which was only possible if it was contained in a weaker body. And if the one controlling it did not steal its heart and free will then complete control would not be granted.

His desire for that power under his command overwhelmed him and before he could stop himself the summoning ceremony began. He would prove to everyone that he was not to be taken lightly that he was the most powerful, no one would be able to hurt him again.

The last part of the ceremony was to seal the deal by giving the demon his blood that would allow it to be somewhat controlled. So that the demon knew whom its summoner was.

The temple grounds trembled and trees collapsed the temple caved in and the nearby mountains shook. The demon appeared from the earth with a shrilling cry and a howl. The creature was an enormous fox with nine tails that whipped and lashed out destroying everything they touched. His eyes were a blood red that could make the bravest of men cower in fear.

"Oh mighty demon you shall do my bidding and follow my orders, you are to know me as master!" The boy shouted at the demon.

Blinded by the rage from which his master had summoned him the demon raced to the fallen village destroying everything in its path and annihilating missing nins. With unsatisfied hunger, the demon once again raced off, ignoring his masters command, and destroying innocent and peaceful villages. The boy cursed himself for not being able to control the demon fully.

Heading after the demon, he arrived upon a destroyed ninja village. This village was the leaf village and upon later interrogation he found that the Forth hokage had disposed of the demon.

They boy left with a heavy heart and the knowledge that he had caused the same pain that he had felt in the destruction of his own village. It would be 11 years later when he would learn from a powerful sennin that the demon was sealed within a boy of age 11, the sennin however didn't mention anything else, even though he knew much more. The sennin know as Orochimaru said that when he found the boy to use a hypnotism jutsu. With a promise and allegiance to Orochimaru, he learned the technique invented by the senin himself that would enable him to control what was his.

END FLASHBACK

After listening to this story the boy could only stare with hurtful eyes. "Then our deaths were to help with the destruction of the world for your own gain in power and acknowlegement?"

"Basically, that about sums it up!" The man in his late 30s but still looking 19 or 20 grinned.

"Then I refuse to be of any help, I'm sure my friends would have felt the same way, I feel sorry for them, but they are not to blame, wait for me Suki," he said while looking at the girl next to him, and with that he slit his own throat joining his friends in death.

"At least you won't have suffer in this world anymore. I had set my future 15 years ago; I must finish what I started. Until then I am not allowed to die, once I control it, I will be blinded by power and will drown in my selfishness for control of the world. That is my destiny, I am sorry boy for your sacrifice in being the demons container, but its all for a good cause. We'll have lots of fun. With a dark smile the mans eyes turned to a red color and he continued in his search.

MEANWHILE

A young boy of age 15 with blond hair and blue eyes and 3 whisker marks on each cheek stopped in his tracks. Over the course of four years he had grown taller, still a little short for his age, but his childish face changed to one of a young man. He was to say the least handsome, one that showed in a first glance he was a young man with courage, strength, and who was kind and innocent, but determined and dependable. His blond hair he let grow out somewhat, it still stuck out in every direction, only it was more controlled and added to his good looks. He had grown out of his orange jumpsuit and instead wore black pants with a black muscle tank top trimmed with midnight blue that really brought out his gorgeous eyes. He wore a stylish midnight blue overcoat trimmed with a dark red spiral on the back and flames licking the bottom. A forehead protector of the hidden leaf village was placed on his forehead. His usual bright smile dropped to a small sad one, and his sapphire blue eyes usually full of happiness showed concern, anger and sorrow.

"Naruto? What's up?" A girl with shoulder length pink hair asked. She wore a long red dress that had a slit running up the right side to her mid thigh. The dress was gold trimmed with elegant pink flowers with a dark-blue outline across the chest; she was strong and elegant with a fine thin figure, but she wasn't as delicate as she looked, her forehead protector that she wore as a hair tie was proof of that.

"EH! OH! Nothing Sakura-Chan! Just thinking." He flashed her his trademark grin.

"Don't hurt yourself dobe." A boy with black hair that framed his face and flipped out at the back spoke up. He had reddish black eyes and had flawless pale skin. He was what one would call a pretty boy, a bitumen. He had delicate features to his face but like his rival he was masculine, and was not one to be taken lightly. He wore a dark blue shirt with a large upturned collar hiding his neck with his clan's symbol on the back. He had on black pants that tied at the ankles and also had a forehead protector in the same position as Naruto. In the past he was cold, cool and lived as an avenger, he still did but less obsessed than before.

After meeting with his brother he found that he could kill him if he really wanted, but he couldn't due to a certain someone (Naruto) butting in explaining to Sasuke that he should cherish the family he had left and to settle it when he fully understood the matter. It was one of the few times when his teammate showed wisdom of someone whom had lived thousands of years, it was also one of his more serious moments, and that is what really got to Sasuke. It also made him think that Naruto wasn't as stupid as he let others believe. When a strong enemy was nearby Naruto wouldn't sense it, so Sasuke thought there must have been something wrong with the blond, but when the enemy showed himself Naruto blew him off, like he wasn't even there, or would rush in like a child ready to play tag.

Naruto wasn't stupid, the enemies this boy would call strong, were of no match for a serious Naruto; The blond only paid true threats any attention, the others he could care less about and just fought for his own amusement, most of the time at what Sasuke thought was half strength. He had never seen Naruto fight at full strength, and could tell he was holding back, but maybe it was for the best. He had seen Naruto use more then half before and that had been a scary situation, Naruto still thought of him as a rival for complicated matters. But of course over the years the two had found much in common and had become great friends the trio were inseparable.

"SASUKE! YOU JERK!" Then again… Naruto, the Loud #1 hyperactive ninja of the hidden leaf village, didn't change at all when it came to insults.

"What are you going to do about it…dobe?." Sasuke said with a mocking tone, but Naruto knew otherwise. Naruto was about to make a comeback when Sakura intervened and turned their attention back the task at hand, shopping for new ninja items, and other necessities and items. The group of three continued their travels through the village shopping center forgetting for the moment that Naruto had been serious, and when Naruto looked serious something very eventful always followed.

In the distance a Man with black hair and blood red eyes was approaching the Leaf village.

SO? What do you think is this good bad? I would really like your opinions. Thanks for reading and reviewing. I will post the next chapter shortly…that is if you want me to.