Tenth of October year X766

"Come on, Kushina, you can do it." A blonde man encouraged his wife, who was in the process of birthing their child.

"SHUT UP MINATO!" she screamed pained "How about you try birthing a child?" she asked annoyed

The blonde man was Minato Namikaze. He looked to be somewhere in his early to mid twenties, was a little over six feet tall and had blonde hair. He wore long black pants, a grey jacket with two thin black lines going down the arms and two larger ones at the collar and one at the bottom of the jacket. His feet were covered in a pair of black sandals.

Kushina was a red haired woman, whose hair could just as well be described as scarlet. She looked to be in her early twenties and was at least a foot shorter than her husband. She wore a white hospital gown.

Suddenly an earthquake shook the hospital, debris falling from the ceiling, lights flickering. Large amounts of screaming could be heard from the streets, as another quake shook the building.

"What is going out there?" Minato asked himself more than anyone else and took a look outside the window.

There he saw a large black Monster. It dwarfed all of the buildings with its size. It had large glowing red eyes and was completely black. On its back were two large leathery wings. Six horns adorned it's face. Two curving towards the top like it might for some sort of devil, another two almost straight to the sides, like some form of tusks and a last pair curving forward in front of it. At the same time it had its gaping maw opened, revealing a large set of sharp teeth. It had four large fingers, that resembled wicked talons more than anything else. The bottom of the monster lacked any feet or legs instead it looked like it was some sort of writhing mass of shadows.

He sent a glance over to his wife and cursed his luck.

'Couldn't this demon have attacked on another day.' He thought, though he knew it was futile question "You take good care of her and see to it that my son is born healthy." He spoke to the doctor assisting with the birth and then directed his words towards his wife "I'll be back soon, I promise, but I can't let everyone die." And he disappeared in a yellow flash.

Although pained Kushina managed to smile "He is becoming a father and he is still concerned with saving peoples life's."

Minato appeared outside the hospital some distance away from the raging Demon. Besides him was Hiruzen Sarutobi the old Village Elder, whose Nickname was 'The Professor'. The old man was just a bit smaller than him, as one could clearly see that being 67 years of age had taken its toll on his body. What little hair was left on his head was a silvery grey color. His back had a slight hunch to it. He wore a large grey robe with a high collar. Hiruzen was already expecting Minato.

"Be careful Minato, that's Elathan. It is said Zeref created him from a Lacrima with whom he caught the light of an eclipse. His Darkness attack's are incredibly dangerous." The old man informed and warned the blond of the threat he was going to face.

"Don't worry old Man, you taught me well." The blonde smirked "Besides, with my Light Magic I should be well prepared to face him."

"Good Luck, Minato." The old man wished the blonde, who disappeared in a burst of speed towards the demon, well.

Minato stared at the gigantic demon and called upon his Magic. He thrust his hands with his two palms side by side in front of him "Light Beam." A yellow magic circle appeared and a bright beam of light shot towards the behemoth, who cried out in pain scratched by the attack, but otherwise the demon only seemed to be getting more angry.

The gaping maw of the monster opened and a large ball of shadows began to grow between the fangs.

'I can't let that hit the Village!' Minato realized and created his 'Prismatic Barrier' just as the attack was flying towards the village. The dark orb hit the barrier and stopped, before it curved and was reflected towards the demon.

The shadow beast made no move to dodge the attack and it crashed with great velocity into it. The black beast didn't even release a roar, because as the smoke screen was lifted it wasn't damaged in the slightest, it even seemed invigorated.

'Stupid, Minato, stupid.' He chastised himself 'What made you think an attack from its own element could hurt that thing?'

He calmed himself down 'There are not much options I have left.' He realized and was regretting what he had to do. He called upon every bit of Magic Power in him "In the brightest day, in the blackest night I will become - One with the Light!" His Light Magic began to envelope him. Eventually he seemed to have turned into a being of pure Light. This was one of the Techniques he had created. For a short period of time, Light Magic he cast was twice maybe even more so effective, but the downside was Darkness Magic was even more effective against him in this Form then even before.

Elathan realized that the small Human might now be a real threat and swiped with his massive claws at him, slicing through a few houses along the way, cutting through all those who didn't manage to leave their homes in time. His red eyes glow intensified, but the light man seemed to be much faster as he jumped on top of his arm, racing up to his face and unleashing a barrage of light beams.

Elathan roared in Pain and fired another Shadow Bomb towards the man who dodged it just barely, though even just the vicinity to it seemed to have caused him discomfort.

Minato continued to fire barrage upon barrage of Light attacks, and although it hurt the beast, those gashes the attacks left were little more than nicks.

'I need to use bigger gun's to beat it.' Minato realized 'I'm sorry, Kushina and my son whom I never will get to spend time with, I just hope you'll grow up to be a great man.'

Minato formed a pyramid with his hands and said object of light formed in it "Prison of Light!" he called out and the small pyramid enlarged encompassing him and the Demon, letting the rest of the World see nothing more than a blinding bright Light.

The man of light and the shadow beast now faced off inside another dimension. It was an unnatural void, with nothing but light. This Prison was all but impossible to break from the inside, as all who were caught inside it lost the ability to know what was going on the outside, for all intents and purposes this place was another world.

"Let's see you survive this." Minato spoke confidently and began his spell "Pure light... Bright Essence… Shining Element… None shall escape thy claim… Mind or matter, body or soul. Shine down upon us and return everything to thee…" Even he knew that he wouldn't be able to survive his own spell. The Darkness Demon knew what he was doing was dangerous and so the beast doubled its efforts to kill him before he could finish the spell "Holocaust of Light."

Just before the large black claw hit him Minato finished the spell. A bright dome spread from Minato swallowing the demon.

The dark monster screeched in pain, as it could feel the very thing it was so weak against filling it's being, completely dissolving it, even its mind and soul was no more, completely swept away in the stream of light.

And Minato, he too was swallowed by the Light. However he didn't dissolve, he was absorbed, assimilated, losing his life and self, but still being part of the world in some way.

All outside the pyramid saw it disappear. And it was completely empty except a few bright orbs of light that soon began to fade away. The old man Sarutobi arrived at the scene of the battle. His eyes scanned the surroundings, but he couldn't see anyone. He tried sensing any kind of magical signature, but even that seemed to be inconclusive. The old man sighed, it seemed as if he would be the bringer of bad news more than once this evening, but Minato truly was a hero he had no doubt about that. He had sacrificed his life, before too many people had died. Their village was already pretty small, but that short rampage of the demon had claimed more than a hundred fifty people.

'Rest in peace Minato, you deserve it.' Hiruzen bowed his head to mourn the loss of such a great person for a second, before he had to take care of more pressing issues.

The Professor arrived at the hospital room Kushina was currently occupying. He knocked on the door and heard a weak "Come in."

There on the bed sat Kushina with her small child in her arms. Going by the small tuft of blond hair the child had taken more after it's father than mother. The old man smiled as he saw the small child playing with its mothers long red locks of hair.

"His name is Naruto." She explained without taking her eyes off the child "The Doctors told me he was the only child to be born on this day. He is very lucky."

"At least some good news this evening." Sarutobi stated and hesitated for a short moment "Kushina I'm sorry to tell you that Minato has died. He saved us all and we are forever in his debt. " he explained "My deepest condolence for your loss."

The red haired mother faltered in her action, something inside of her seemed to have broken and just now he realized that the woman before him was deathly pale, some parts of her red hair seemed to even have turned white. Although no sound came from her, tears streamed down her face hitting the blonde baby, who seemed to sense his mothers distress, beginning to cry as well.

Barely an hour had passed and the next tragedy befell the small boy. Uzumaki Kushina, had stopped breathing, the woman who had recently become a mother dead, less than an hour after having born her child.

The old man smiled wryly"…Lucky indeed." noting the irony of it all.

Immediately a doctor rushed into the room and checked the woman's pulse, before a grim expression settled on his face "Did you say anything that may have upset her, Sarutobi-sama?" the doctor inquired

"I passed on the message of her husband's demise."

The doctor sighed "I fear the stress might have been too much for her." He told the old man "During the childbirth there were some complications and she lost a lot of blood and as you know Kushina has a very rare Blood type B-Negative we simply didn't have any of that on hand. So with willpower and her high vitality she endured the birthing process, but I'm afraid when you told her Minato had died her will to live simply disappeared." The doctor wrote a death certificate "I'll be going now, we have quite a few injured to take care of." The white coated man left the room muttering "So young and already without parents."

Sarutobi felt like kicking himself. He was indirectly responsible for the fact that Naruto didn't have any parents, if he had noticed earlier what state Kushina was in he might not have told her that Minato had died now, but later. He took the crying child, from his dead mothers embrace, into his arms and cast a minor sleeping magic on the boy.

"I'm sorry Naruto-kun." He apologized to the sleeping baby "I promise to take care of you as best as I can."

Eight years later. Year X774

It was a more or less peaceful day in Konoha. Everyone went about their business, chatting with each other, children were playing with each other and you could not believe even for a moment that this was the village that could have been left a ruin eight years ago were it not for the sacrifice of an incredible selfless man. There was not one single person in the village who didn't think that it was a great place to live, well all except one.

The only child to be born on that day, the son born to Minato Namikaze and Uzumaki Kushina. A blond haired boy of eight years. He was around 4'1" tall and wore a white shirt, brown shorts and a pair of blue sandals. This small boy was known as Naruto Uzumaki. And while it could have indeed be seen as lucky for him to survive on that fateful day many villagers didn't seem to think so. To them he was a child of misfortune, an omen that had foretold the arrival of the beast.

It had been public knowledge that Kushina Uzumaki and Minato Namikaze were expecting a child and the moment Kushina had gone into labour the whole village knew. That had been a mere half an hour before Elathan had attacked.

To them he was nothing, but a reminder of the people they lost, friends, family and their beloved leader and his wife.

Though on behest of Hiruzen they did not let their resentment show. They kept it to themselves and at first they kept treating him like any other boy. But then strange things happened around him, things only a trained mage could know of, but it scared the villagers.

One time a pair of boys offered to play with him and his magic had reacted to the strong joy he had felt. A nearby branch of particular large tree had broken off and fallen on the two boys, who had been hospitalized for a long time with multiple broken bones. Another time he was knocked down by a particularly mean boy. In his anger his magic had broken all the porcelain in a nearby shop. After these two and many more events the villagers grew suspicious about Naruto, going so far as to label him the source of all their misfortune.

This was why they decided to outright ignore him. Nobody was to associate with him. Nobody acknowledged the existence of such a bringer of misfortune. And this treatment had left the boy with certain scars.

He was starved for attention, desperately wanting the people to acknowledge that he existed and while the old man Sarutobi certainly was nice and spend a lot of time on him that simply was not enough, more so since the old man had duties as a village Elder to take care of.

Therefore he decided if they weren't going to give him the attention he so desperately sought voluntarily then he would force them to pay attention to him.

He began to play pranks on the villagers. Humiliating jokes and tricks that served to be an annoyance for everyone involved. It reinforced the image of someone that should not be associated with in the minds of the people. And while they wanted to punish him for his tasteless tricks, which mostly consisted of dyeing things a certain bright color and spray painting the walls of certain houses.

However since he stood under the protection of the old man Sarutobi nobody dared to raise a hand against him and at some point they just stopped to pay attention. His plan to get them to pay attention only worked half as good as Naruto imagined it would. For a short while it worked, but then they seemed to be even more adamant on denying him his acknowledgement.

That's when he decided to turn to more drastic measures. If the older villagers didn't pay attention to him even with the blonde boy to play pranks on them then perhaps he would turn to the younger generation.

It was however obvious that he couldn't prank them, because no doubt they had been told by their parents to ignore that, so he would engage them in fights.

That's when the blonde boy began to pick fights with almost anyone he came across, of course this time he couldn't expect to come out without any punishment, but he deemed that to be well worth it.

Naruto was sitting on a tree branch observing the two boys, who seemed to be engaged in a mock swordfight with two wooden sticks.

"Take this and this!" one of them said making two quick jabbing motions with his stick and the other boy let himself hit

"Oh no, you have defeated me." The second boy cried out in mock defeat and they both laughed loudly

Naruto smirked and threw a stone at one of the boys "Hey, dumb and dumber. I have seen rocks with better acting skills than you have, perhaps you should ask them for lessons?" he provoked them

"Shut up blondie, why don't you come down and we'll show you why you shouldn't mess with us." The first boy said full of confidence

"Yeah, I bet you don't even dare to do that. You are too scared!" the second boy chimed

"Why don't you come up here?" Naruto asked mockingly and answered with fake surprise "Oh yeah I remember, you are too fat you piglets."

The two boys seemed to be sufficiently enraged now and Naruto took that as an opportunity. He stood up and jumped from the branch, jumping on one of the boys using the body as a cushion.

"Thanks for bracing my fall!" the blonde grinned and stood up ignoring the groaning child beneath him. Instantly he slugged the second boy, whose reaction to his friend lying on the ground was to stare dumbfounded at him, with his right fist.

As two boys were standing again rubbing their aching bodies they glared at Naruto "You just wait, when our parents hear about this you'll pay. "

The blond child laughed "Yeah, whatever. That's what they always say." he said dismissively

With that the two boy's ran away leaving the blond boy behind, who went to find more prey, preferably someone that would actually fight back.

About a hour later in Hiruzens office.

Two boys, their faces bruised, alongside their mothers were standing before the aged man. The elder rubbed the temples of his wrinkled face to avert the headache that he feared he would get.

"Sarutobi-sama, it can't go on like this. That boy has beat up our boys and that's the sixth time that's happened in the last two weeks." The first mother shrieked "You will have to punish the boy, he'll do worse and worse if you let him continue."

"You should be aware that this situation is partly your fault to begin with." Sarutobi reminded the women of their role in alienating the blonde boy "If you had treated him just like any other we wouldn't even be having this discussion. Now leave, I will speak with Naruto about this and see to it that he reconsiders his behavior, but I advise you to do the same."

The two mothers with their children left the office. The wrinkled old man sighed wearily' I'm too old for these things.' He realized and looked out of the window 'If Jiraiya wasn't so adamant about his writing career or if Tsunade actually cared for anyone or anything besides gambling and sake one of them could have taken care of him. Taken him away and teach him all he needs to know.'

Jiraiya, Orochimaru and Tsunade had been his first pupils before he had been teaching Minato. They were probably THE most famous trio of Freelance Mages. Jiraiya had been as brave as he was perverted, his fantasy knew no bound. The first magic he had taught him was Écriture Magic to get him to mellow out and make use of that boundless fantasy, which had later drawn him to become an author.

Tsunade was quick tempered and had been one of the girls he would truly call a late bloomer. Because much to Jiraiyas charging, who had teased her about her less than womanly figure, she turned into a beautiful woman. Perhaps he was at fault that Tsunade became so addicted to gambling… She had been devastated because her father didn't survive a medical procedure which had roughly a 75 percent for survival. She had picked up medical studies along to the magic he had taught her. Incidentally she told him that she wanted to learn something which would make all those numbers not matter. She wanted something that granted her the ability to either completely succeed or fail. So he had taught her the Arc of Probability. A lost magic dealing with luck, which was why it could be just as well called Luck Magic.

Orochimaru who was easily one of the most perceptive and cunning people he had ever known, who preferred subtlety he had taught him Illusion Magic. And yet Orochimaru while one of his best students was probably one of his biggest failures. As the man had started to dabble into the Black Arts.

This created a falling out between the three. Each going their separate ways. Each travelling Fiore. Except for Orochimaru, he probably hid himself somewhere or maybe he had even founded a dark guild.

The red light of a setting sun basking the village in a bright glow. This spectacle had something wondrous about it. The old man enjoyed the view, but at the same time could feel that something eerie, unsettling was going to happen, for the red color reminded him of blood. Yes, it reminded him of blood, but also the night Orochimaru went off the deep end. Hiruzen just hoped nothing as disastrous would happen today.

Naruto wandered mindlessly through the darkening streets of Konoha. Almost every inhabitant had left the streets now, trying to avoid the darkness. Ever since the attack of Zerefs demon the people were afraid of the dark. They refused to go out in the dark, parents punishing their children when they stayed away too long, but to Naruto it was nothing more than superstition.

The streets were now completely empty' I should go home then as well.' He thought to himself, as there was little use staying out 'Nothing to do here anyways.'

That was when in the distance he spied a boy about his age. He had brown hair and two red marks on his cheeks. He could already tell that this was Kiba Inuzuka. The Inuzuka was one of the more prominent families of Konoha, having settled here long ago. They all had a deep attachment to dogs, possessing one or more canine companions, although they were no mages, but veterinaries.

And Kiba was one of the only boys who dared to fight back and was even able to put up a challenge.

It was perhaps the perfect way to end another boring day.

"Kiba, where is your mutt? Did it get lost?" he asked and mocked the boy "And here I thought you dogs had a good sense of direction, apparently I was wrong."

The brunette growled and the small white dog, Akamaru was his name, though why exactly they named him "red" Naruto didn't know, jumped out of the brunettes grey hood baring his sharp teeth in aggression.

"Shut up Naruto." Kiba said annoyed "I don't have time for you. I have to get home or mum's going to be angry."

"Ohhh wittle Kibas mummy is going to be angry? Isn't that a pity." the blonde continued to taunt the dog-friendly boy

Kiba frowned "Well at least I have a mother!" Kiba spoke angry "Stupid orphan."

The blonde glared, but let the comment slide for now since his orphan status was a sore subject for him.

"Run home dogboy or the darkness will get you." Naruto said coldly "I'm sure you and your little dog must be scared shitless right now."

"At least my mother is waiting for me at home. Unlike you whose mother abandoned him." The brunette spat in anger

"Take that back!" the blonde demanded furious at this accusation. Even if he had never known his mother, Kushina Uzumaki, he loved her since she had given her life to bring him into this world, that spoke volumes of how much she must have loved him and the only thing he had to remember her by was the tales told to him by the old man Sarutobi and a few pictures in the safety of his home.

The Inuzuka laughed cruelly having now found the blonde's weakness 'That will teach him to pick a fight with me' Kiba thought assured of his victory unaware of the consequences his taunting might bring.

"Yeah, I bet your bitch of a mother didn't want to raise someone like you, so she left you all alone."

Something welled up inside the blonde child. Anger, wrath even, an unending pit of rage that told him to hurt the brunette. He jumped towards the brunette who had not paid attention during that moment. Naruto had pinned the brown haired boy to the ground with his weight. A blue aura spread from around him, slowly it turned red and finally black.

Akamaru barked angrily as his master was in danger. He growled and clamped with his sharp but small canines down on Naruto's left hand who grimaced in pain. He grabbed the puppies throat constricting it until the dog had to release his hand. Once his hand had been freed the blonde hurled the small dog into a nearby wall, blood staining it as the motionless animal fell to the ground.

"AKAMARU!" Kiba screamed in anguish seeing his friend hurt "You monster!"

The blonde disregarded the Inuzukas insults moving on autopilot. He hit the boy in the face with his right fist, then his left. Right, left, right, left, right, left. A never ending amount of blows raining down on Kibas face.

Naruto ignored the pain in his hands from hitting punch after punch, his magic empowering him. Increasing his strength ever so slightly. After some time Naruto felt Kibas nose break under his continued assault, but he just continued until the brunette didn't move anymore.

The blonde child panted exhausted as he looked at his bloody hands, trembling as his gaze fell upon Kiba and then Akamaru.

He realized that they must have been dead 'I am a murderer!' the blonde realized and a strange feeling filled him. His eyes widened in terror. He stood up and ran, ran as far as his small legs could carry him.

He had killed a boy and a dog. This time he had gone too far, not even the old man Sarutobi could protect him. The villagers demands for retribution would be heard this time around.

He could never once again set foot into the village. He just had to flee from that place feel as far as he could. At the same time he was scared of himself, because there was a small part inside of him that enjoyed itself as he had killed the boy and his pet. A part that had welcomed the bittersweet satisfaction killing the boy in revenge gave him.

Naruto knew that at some point he had wished to hurt the villagers for his alienation, for their treatment of him, but he thought that had vanished. He thought his focus for revenge lay solely with Zeref whose creation attack eight years ago, but he was wrong.

Now he was a murderer running for his life through the vast forest around Konoha.

It had been around a day, maybe more so since he had been running. He didn't even know if there were people searching for him, but he didn't dare to find out. He was tired, hungry and thirsty. He desperately needed rest and something to give him energy. The most he had been able to find were a few nuts and berries, but the forests in this region weren't known for their fruits. They simply weren't meant to nourish a human for any prolonged amount of time, maybe a few hours at most, but that was it.

And he had no means to track down any of the animals that lived in the forests, nor was he capable of catching them anyways.

For now his only hope was that he would find a place where he could rest and find something to eat and that was when he realized that he seemed to be truly fortunate.

Not too far away he could see a two large iron statues in front of a entrance gate. He got closer to the place and realized it must have been a monastery 'Which means I'm somewhere North of Konoha.' he knew this because Sarutobi had told him of this monastery, but his speed increased, because a monastery must have had some sort of food he could eat.

However the blonde boy was starved to the point where he ignored the bad vibes he got from the place.

He walked through the bad iron gate and saw nobody, there was only silence.

"Hellooooo, anybody there?" he called out and grew more careful 'There is no way that nobody is here.'

He entered the inner temple halls and saw many corpses. Some were dried up husks without any sort of color, others looked as if they had exploded from the inside and again others had been sliced open, interestingly enough there was not a single drop of blood on the ground, safe the one that dropped from the scattered limbs and body parts, but even then Naruto knew it was by far not enough to cover for all these bodies.

He walked further and further into the building walking over the corpses of fallen monks.

There, in the sanctuary of the monastery, stood a man who had grabbed a struggling monk and was slowly draining his blood. The wrinkled shell of the monk fell to the ground as the body had been sucked dry.

That was when he got a better look at the man who probably was the one who slaughtered all these people.

He was a tall man, about 6'6" with neck long white hair and pale skin. Despite his white hair he didn't look any day over thirty or maybe at worst even forty. He wore black pants and a black shirt under an iron breast plate in the middle of which rested a red ruby. Finally a long black coat covered him with iron plating on his shoulders and arms. A simple one handed sword in a black scabbard rested at his side.

Naruto held his breath to avoid making any noise, but his stomach grumbled loudly in hunger which brought the attention of the man clad in black onto him.

Piercing amber yellow eyes stared at him carefully analyzing him.

He had just finished draining the last of these pathetic monks when a loud rumbling forced his attention on a small blonde haired boy. The boy was dirty, seemed to be exhausted and apparently had hunger, which meant he must have been on the move for quite some time. The most important thing he noted about him however was that instead of being disgusted or appalled by the sight of dead bodies and scattered limbs, he seemed to harbor some form of curiosity. You wouldn't think that this was a normal boy who just had his first experience with death.

'Yes this boy is just perfect.' The man thought with a satisfied smile

Naruto felt the stare of the man turn into something he wasn't used to be directed at him. His gaze seemed to be filled with approval, though what kind of approval he couldn't say. Maybe it even was that of a predator having found a satisfactory prey.

The man then spoke to him, a deep cultured, royal even, voice echoed through the room "What is your name, boy?" he asked him

"Naruto Uzumaki, sir."

"Very well, Naruto. You'll make a fine apprentice." The black clad man told him surprising the young boy.

Naruto had thought that his untimely demise was near, but he had been proven wrong "Apprentice?"

"Yes, I'm a mage and I sense quite a lot of magical energy in you, for someone of your age. It wouldn't be clever to let such a potential go to waste."

"You are not doing this out of the good of your heart… So why would you teach me?"

The black clad man laughed boisterously "Clever boy, but not quite accurate. I may not be motivated by my generosity, but I have deemed you interesting enough not to dismiss you as another kid with a great potential for magic." The man explained "What interests me is that you didn't shy away from these corpses you intently sought for the source of this death, you are not sick or repulsed in the slightest not even scared and that is what makes you perfect for my magic."

"What is your magic?"

"Ketsueki no Maho, Sangromancy, Blood Magic call it whatever you will." The person told the blond boy with a bloodthirsty grin

Morning of the next day

Naruto woke up and stared at the unfamiliar environment of the monastery he was in 'Where am...? Oh that's right…' he realized and pulled himself out of the bed.

Today was the day he'd begin his apprenticeship under the man who he had met yesterday. He was already pretty excited, because the first time in his life someone voluntarily paid attention to him.

He wandered through the halls and found the black clad mage already waiting for him in the courtyard. It seemed he had gotten rid of all the corpses as well, as Naruto hadn't seen a single one on his way.

"Good at least you are on time." The black clad person praised him his expression unchanging "We can begin your education then."

"Uhm…" the blonde began hesitantly "What is your name, master?"

"Sorin Markov, remember it boy."

"Of course Master Sorin." The blonde replied with eagerness evident in his voice

"Now listen well, I would not like to repeat myself. I will explain to you now what Blood Magic exactly is." Sorin began and could feel that his disciple was listening intently "Blood Magic, is the control and manipulation of said fluid. Blood Magic is at no point capable of artificially creating Blood, which is why you'll either have to use your own blood or that of other Persons or even animals. This twofold reason is why Blood Magic is considered a Dark Magic and at the same time the reason for its few practitioners."

"Why is that?" the blonde inquired incited by his curiosity, however he did not specify which part he was questioning about so Sorin answered both

"A Magic is considered a Dark one when its user can control some aspect of life only for his own benefits. Say if someone were to resurrect a Person, but the resurrected one was to be the casters slave for all eternity since this act only benefits said person, however if someone was to do the same without taking the resurrected ones free will it would be just like any other type of magic, albeit a very powerful one. The second reason why this is a forbidden type of Magic is that the practitioners or more specifically their students have a high mortality rate. Until they have underwent the change necessary for them to properly utilize Blood Magic, they should practice sparingly or not at all." The blood mage explained 'And not to forget the third reason, but he doesn't have to know about that yet.'

"What kind of change is it that I will have to undergo?"

"A physiological one. Much in the same way that a Dragon Slayer has to learn how to digest its element and turn it into Magical Energy, a Blood Mages blood needs to lose all the qualities that would make it different from the blood of other humans and that of animals. Because a Blood Mage can not only turn foreign blood into magical energy, but also store it and refill the body's own amount of blood, if that were not the case then your blood would clot very fast and you would die. Anyways that is why long ago, when this Magic was still more common, Blood Mages had often been referred to as Human Slayers and all those Fairy Tales about Vampires stem from practitioners of Blood Magic as well."

"So how do I undergo this change?" the blonde desired to know and his master had a glint in his eyes, as suddenly a large red tendril pierced his stomach

"You survive." Sorin told the blonde

Naruto's eyes widened as he felt the substance, likely blood enter him. The blonde screamed in agony, collapsing unto the ground his body paralyzed with pain. He felt as if every single part of his body was set on fire from the inside, his skin felt like it might burst as he thought his own blood was forcefully ripped from his body. Soon the pain stopped and then returned a thousand times worse. His throat constricted and his stomach lurched, he felt sick to the core and suddenly vomited red blood unto the ground. The red substance however didn't stay for long on the ground, as it evaporated pretty fast. However soon the blonde could not take it anymore and lost consciousness.

Sorin looked at his disciple and was disappointed when he didn't saw him move anymore. He sighed 'A failure…' he thought dejected and then saw the slowly rising and falling of Naruto's chest 'Still breathing!' he smirked 'So no failure at all.'

The blood mage then let his apprentice rest, his lessons would continue once he woke up.

A day later

Naruto woke up once again staring at the ceiling of the monastery. Soon the previous events came rushing back to him. His eyes widened, as he checked his chest for any signs of injury, however there was no wound. Still he felt a lingering sense of anger.

"You're awake…good." Sorin commented, sounding proud

"You! You nearly killed me!" Naruto screamed in outrage

"You wanted to know how you underwent the change."

"Yeah, but I didn't want you to kill me."

"It didn't matter, because even if I had told you beforehand it likely wouldn't have changed the outcome." The black clad man responded "But you can be proud of yourself. What you just underwent is unusual. Normally Blood Mage apprentices have to get intrinsically familiar with the inner workings first and steel their bodies to withstand this dangerous procedure. To undergo it a day after becoming an apprentice is normally suicide, but I believed you could do it. I had faith that you would survive and you did."

"And what if I hadn't survived?" the blonde asked hesitantly

"Then you weren't even worth my time to begin with." Sorin stated in a flat tone and turned around" Now a final warning, it may confuse you at the moment, but never ever attempt to use any type of Slayer Magic from now on. This change you went through is a onetime thing and the only one a human body can handle, were you to attempt to undergo a second change by trying to use Slayer Magic your body, no matter how strong or powerful you are at that moment, would give up. All your organs would fail at once."

Naruto gulped with the amount of seriousness Sorin had told him this he didn't think he was joking about this matter "Yes, master."

The white haired man nodded "Now let's begin your first 'real' training session."

Sorin grabbed into the pocket of his coat and pulled out a small white rat. He gave his student the rat.

"Now your first task will be to drain this rat of its blood. Animals, especially non-magical ones are the easiest to drain."

Naruto nodded and gripped the rat with his right hand tightly eliciting a high pitched squeak from it.

The blonde stared at the rat intent on bringing out the precious red fluid inside it. Now that he thought about it, red was a beautiful color. Yes, just like his mothers hair had been. Angry, passionate red. The color of love and wrath and the same color as the blood flowing through everyone's veins.

Then he felt it the beat of the rats heart, the pulse of blood pumping through its body. There it was again that pulsating feeling, it was taunting him, telling him to grasp it, to catch it.

That was the moment Naruto could slowly feel something ripping, as if he were to forcibly take something out of a person's hand, but deeper attached, more, much more important than a simple object.

Then there it was in front of him, a small red orb floating in the air. The shriveled dead husk of the animal in his hands was dropped to the floor. Naruto was mesmerized, the red ball of life floating in front of him had a hypnotizing effect. There just was something about it that he couldn't quite explain.

He moved his hands to it and touched it, the ball did not burst upon the touch rather it's surface rippled. Soon he began to form the blood, as it stretched between his hands, flowing between his fingers like a snake. He felt so powerful controlling so little, it was intoxicating, addicting even.

Suddenly he heard clapping and was brought from his musing.

Sorin was grinning predatorily "Very good my student, but you have much to learn."

And those were the first steps of his apprenticeship under the man known as Sorin Markov. The progress he made under his sadistic and cruel Master was astounding, at least that is what he was told. During this time he had killed all sorts of animals and all for the sake of his training. Four gruesome years doing nothing, but honing his skills. If his master had left him alone, he perhaps would have lost his mind to the boredom, the isolation and the loneliness.

But during his apprenticeship the thing that most surprised him was how few 'Skills' there were for him to learn. Markov had instructed him in shape manipulation of blood, teaching him the basics and that was when he told him that he had already learned the biggest part of a Blood Mage's skill set, after all shape manipulation was only limited by his own imagination.

But then it came around the end of his apprenticeship.

Four years later. Year X778

Naruto had grown quite a bit, to be accurate eleven inches to a whole five feet. His wardrobe had changed as well, he wasn't clothed in all black as he hadn't taken after his master. Instead he wore a blue long-sleeved shirt over that a crimson vest he left unzipped. A pair of blue pants and a pair of black boots.

His master stood before him. He hadn't changed one single bit during the time he spent with him.

"Naruto you have done well following my teachings, but now it is time for you to become a Master." Sorin stated looking at the blonde boy, truly he could not have wished for a better apprentice, willing to listen to everything he said, willing to do anything he asked of him and with a progress rate that was phenomenal

"What will I have to do, Master?" the apprentice asked of his teacher, waiting patiently for the answer to his question

"It is time that you learn of the third reason why Blood Magic is considered Dark." Sorin began to explain" The rite of passage from one Blood Mage to another Blood Mage, from Master to apprentice. This directly ties into why I have never let you draw blood from another live human, because then you could have guessed what you would have to do now and might have refused."

The blond listened intently, as his Master continued.

"The Transfusion Spell has a hidden Effect. When you drain a living human of all its blood and absorb that blood into your body, you absorb every bit of knowledge that person has to offer. With this you can learn every magic that exists and become the person with the most knowledge, but I digress. When an apprentice is ready to become a master himself he is supposed to drain his master and take that knowledge for himself. That way the knowledge of the first Blood Mages is going to be preserved. This is the third reason this Magic is dark. Because death is always a requirement. Now, begin my apprentice."

Naruto was shocked his Master, whom he had studied under for four years, asked him to kill him.

The blonde took a moment to steel himself, after he had absorbed the knowledge about the fact that he had to kill his Master.

'So this is what the long hours of mental training were for.' He realized and placed his hand on his Masters chest. Concentrating on his magic, he could feel the lifeblood pulsing in the black clothed mage's body. Slowly he started ripping the blood from his Masters body, until he was nothing more than a dried up husk.

Naruto stared mesmerized at the large red orb and then he gave the mental command to absorb it. The red drops of the crimson liquid collected upon his skin, slowing seeping inside into his network of veins.

Once every last drop had vanished, he saw pictures and heard sounds that didn't belong to him. They showed events long since passed. It felt as if it was him, but at the same time like it was not. There was just too much for him to handle, century's worth of knowledge filled his head, his mind couldn't process it at all, so it did the most logical thing and shut off.

Naruto blacked out, leaving his mind to sort and filter all the knowledge seeping into him and he was sure it would take a long time before he could access every last memory.

Crimson eyes opened, staring blankly into the air. His head was pounding and it was near impossible to form a clear thought.

"I remember… I took Masters knowledge for myself." He grinned, yes he felt powerful, powerful enough to do anything he wanted to. Now he could get revenge on those fools in Konoha, he would show them. They reap what they sow. He laughed, yes, he would reap them for their life's, for their knowledge for their blood. He would take that precious crimson life blood, just like a Crimson Reaper.

Once he had recovered from having century's worth of knowledge stuffed in his mind he laid his masters body to rest and then left the empty monastery for his old 'home' Konoha.

It took him about one and a half day travelling at a pace that wouldn't leave him tired to return to the village.

As he entered the village no one paid attention to him, likely thought him to be just another traveler seeking rest before continuing his journey. In any case they didn't recognize him at all.

He noticed people chatting amicably and bartering for better prices, caught up in their own dealings.

'Time to spice things up.' The blond mage thought with a malicious grin

He turned to a small shop on the streets, with two people bartering over the prices of some pineapples.

"No way in hell are these three pineapples worth 1500 Jewels, I'll give you 900 at most."

"Now listen these pineapples are of the highest quality available here. I'm already being generous by selling them at 500 Jewels per piece."

The first person grumbled clearly dissatisfied that the shopkeeper had made no counteroffer " I'll give you 1100 Jewels."

"1400 Jewels."

That was still too expensive, he was about to make another offer when he lost control over his body. His hands wrapped around the vendors throat intent on suffocating him.

The vendor clawed at the hands around his throat "Are you insane? Killing my over some pineapples?!" he spat in anger

"I'm not doing this, I can't control my body." He said with a voice full of panic still squeezing every bit of air out of the vendors body. As the eyes of the shopkeeper began to slowly roll back into his head, he felt control return to himself for a single moment. After that his whole body convulsed for a moment, before exploding in a shower of blood and guts covering the fruit merchant from head to toe.

As he slowly realized what had happened he let out a blood curling scream that attracted quite a lot attention.

All around the marketplace people were running around like headless chicken, scared for their very lifes.

Naruto could only laugh at the fear he spread. It felt good to be able to take revenge. He continued to cast a few more Blood Slave spells watching as some more citizen exploded into blood.

Slowly he began to gather all the scattered blood in an ever growing orb. Before shooting the blood high into the air and letting it rain down upon the villagers like a hail of arrows again and again, as the more blood he spilt the more it became available to him.

Soon all that was left before him were drenched streets littered with corpses. He let a small smile graces his lips, as he turned around seeing the old man Sarutobi in front of him.

The old man's face showed weariness, Hiruzen was old and tired and now he had to deal with perhaps one of his greatest failures "Why Naruto, why?" the old man asked the blonde mage

"Why you ask old man? Isn't it obvious? I am taking my revenge for all of their misdeeds." Naruto stated enraged that the old man would dare to ask such a question

"Couldn't you have left them alone? After you killed Kiba, everyone called for your blood, but they forgot about you because you didn't turn up again, thinking you were dead they erased you out of their memories. I thought you had found someplace where you could start anew, but now you came back." Sarutobi's gaze became steely and cold "And for what? For a petty thing as revenge! Don't you know that revenge is going to leave you empty? You'll have no purpose and soon you will direct that anger against everybody."

The blond laughed scathingly "I don't care about that old man. All I want is my revenge for what this 'village' has done to me."

Sarutobi let out a tired sigh "It seems you truly have fallen, Naruto. Now it is up to me to stop you."

"Try it old man." The blond teen said challenging the old man" Blades of Blood." As soon as he finished saying those words blood rose from the ground and many razor sharp blades shot towards the old man who countered with a Light Shield spell.

Sarutobi in his prime may have been one hell of a strong mage, but he was always a better teacher. That is why all of his students had become better than him always surpassing him in everything except knowledge. There were few people who could claim to have the same amount of knowledge about anything revolving around Magic than him. It was one of the reasons he had created Archive. But all of the knowledge was worth nothing to him if he couldn't make use of it.

Naruto cursed as his attacks were blocked. If he couldn't attack the old man from the front 'Well, let's see him dodge an attack from all sides.'

He raised his hand and blood rose all around Sarutobi encircling him "Massacre of a thousand bloody Needles." Naruto called out the name of his Spell. The blood formed into thousands of tiny needles with sharp pins. The Blood Mage closed his hand and the red 'needles' shot towards the old man.

Hiruzen cursed under his breath unable to dodge the attack or block it with 'Light Shield'.

Well he was prepared to die anyways so he could go all out.

"Giants Wrath." An aura of white angry light crackled around him destroying each and every needle that tried to get close.

"Rain of Light." A large white magic circle appeared shooting dozens of light beams that all converged on Naruto's position.

The blond teenager jumped out of the way dodging, but some of the beams still grazed his body. Burning away part of his clothes and leaving angry red burn marks.

If Blood Magic had one 'flaw' then it was having little defensive capabilities. Sure he could have formed a shield out of blood, but the light would have pierced straight through it. Leaving him completely exposed.

Just as he had dodged the first barrage of light beams another homed in on his position, which he barely dodged. In just an instant he had been forced on the defense.

He truly had not expected the old man to be this strong.

As he dodged barrage after barrage he was finally cornered his back against the back wall of an alley.

The old man stared at him with cold eyes, the white aura around him giving him the image of some sort of Harbinger.

"I'm sorry Naruto, that it has come to this." Sarutobi said his voice thick with regret. He raised his hand towards the blond, the magical aura intensifying as he gathered more magical energy "Hikari no Maho: Senju Koten Taiho!" the old man bellowed out.

Five spears of pink light floated around Hiruzen, before shooting towards the blond who had a look of horror at his impending demise frozen on his face.

The spears of light hit Naruto dead on exploding, leaving the surrounding alley in wastes.

Sarutobi was breathing heavily having exerted himself to a great degree.

"Rest in peace, Naruto." Sarutobi said his voice laced with sadness, as he saw that all was left in the alley was all the blood from the people who died before 'And Naruto's blood is mixed with theirs now.'

If there had been less blood the old man likely would have noticed something amiss, but from behind him out of the blood rose the wounded figure of Naruto. His clothes ripped, cuts and burn marks all over his body 'Lucky that Sanguine Pool saved me.'

"My Time isn't over yet, old man." Naruto responded laughing an evil laugh "But you might prove useful to me, or at least all that is stuck inside your head."

Naruto placed his hand on Hiruzens back "Transfusion." As the old man was drained of his blood in nearly an instant, all he had time to do was widen his eyes in shock.

Again more knowledge filled Naruto's head. This time more organized. Compared to the flood of information draining his master had provided him with the knowledge of Sarutobi was a stream. Well controlled, trickling into his head.

He saw what had transpired the night of his birth and felt even more hate and anger towards this village. For being ungrateful little bastards, his father having given his life for them, for being incompetent morons, not being able to safe his mother.

And then…then he was hollow.

He had eradicated Konoha. Turned the once lively little village into a ghost town.

He had his revenge, but why did he feel so hollow. White hot anger surged up inside him. What was he supposed to do now?!

"Tell me Old Man?!" he screamed at the drained corpse of the grandfatherly old man "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW?"

And then he heard the voice of Sarutobi 'Elathan…Zeref created…' he heard the old man's voice, it was close as if he was directly talking to him, before turning into a ghostly echo 'Zeref…Zeref…Zeref…'

The voice of Hiruzen echoed in the Blood Mages head.

Naruto then realized it"Zeref?ZEREF! I shall kill Zeref. Yes, if it wasn't for his Demon…" the blond laughed darkly in the darkening street "I shall find and kill Zeref! And if by chance he is already dead, why then I might just have to resurrect him just so I can kill him again!"

The laughing slowly subsided leaving a creepy chuckle that filled the empty village, as the blond was on his way.

Days later as the first travelling merchants arrived in Konoha their screams could be heard for miles. The Magic Council employees that followed had to get the information about what transpired from very traumatized merchants.

All these people had been muttering was "Blood…so much blood. Painted crimson."

Some others however even "It was the Shinigami. The god of death reaped them."

Thus this became the first reported incident of the "Shinku Karite or the Crimson Reaper."

As the Magic Council of Era had little information handing our warnings or bounties was useless, for nobody knew the face behind this massacre. But one thing they knew, the world would change.

Only spells that have been actively used during the story will be mentioned and explained here in this corner. Spells and Magics that were just mentioned wont be explained as not to spoil the further story and to keep you having your own thoughts and guesses until the revelation.

Spell Grimoire

Light Shield, Giants Wrath, Light Rain are Spells native to the Fairy Tail Universe and can be looked up on the fairy tail wiki.

Senju Koten Taiho – High A to S Rank offensive Light Magic (Borrowed from the Bleach Universe)

The Caster creates multiple Spears of pink light. Once these spears hit their intended target they explode, leaving the person suffering from this attack dead or severely injured.

One with the Light – S-Rank Supplementary Light Magic

User: Minato Namikaze

Effect: The User enters a State in which he can absorb the Energy from the Light surrounding him, as he turns into a being of pure Light. In this state the caster has a near inexhaustible amount of magical energies. However he is only able to use Light Magic, but with multiple times their strength. The downside to this technique is that any kind of Darkness or Shadow attack deals multiple times of their damage against the user. In fact even if the Caster is in the vicinity of such an attack he will feel some of the effects of these kind of attacks.

Prison of Light – S-Rank Supplementary Light Magic

User: Minato Namikaze

Effect: Imprisons one or more targets into a separate Dimension. Targets inside the Dimension loose knowledge of the outside and those inside loose knowledge of those outside the Prison. If the Prison isn't canceled or destroyed it will repair any damage it suffered by absorbing nearby light.

Holocaust of Light – Supreme Offense Light Magic

User: Minato Namikaze

Effect: The user lets light in its purest form sweep over the land. The maximum Area of Effect is 300 feet. Beings of pure Light are assimilated by this Technique, any other beings body and soul will be destroyed by this attack. All are equally effected by this attack, except the caster. Since this attack had not been fully finished by the time of its use Minato had been assimilated.

Transfusion – A to S Rank Offensive/Supplementary Blood Magic, Lost Magic, Black Magic

The Caster drains the targets body of its blood leaving a mummified body. The Caster can choose to use the blood immediately or turn it into magic energy.

Additionally every memory/knowledge of a live human drained by this Spell is transferred to the Caster.

Blades of Blood – E to A Rank Offensive Blood Magic, Lost Magic, Black Magic

Blood is formed to take the form of Kniveblades which then are thrown at the Casters target.

Massacre of a thousand bloody Needles – A Rank Offensive Blood Magic, Lost Magic, Black Magic

The Caster shapes a lot of blood into Needles encircling his intended target. Those hit by this spell look similar to those tortured in an Iron Maiden.

Sanguine Pool – S Rank Defensive Blood Magic, Lost Magic, Black Magic

One of the only defensive techniques of a Blood Mage. The Caster turns 15 percent of his bodies total blood into magic power to facilitate this Spell. Should the Mages reserves be insufficient the body's own Magic is used to fill the difference needed. The body of the Caster turns into a pool of blood to dodge any incoming attack. Temperature based attacks, Fire, Ice still have an effect on the Caster. Movement is possible in this form, which can be held for between two and three seconds. Multiple uses in the same Fight is ill advised, as the Drain becomes too strong and the likelihood of the enemy being surprised sinks. Furthermore Sanguine Pool can only be used once every Minute as the stress on the body, especially the organs, from turning into Blood and back again becomes too great.

Blood Slave – S Rank Supplementary Blood Magic, Lost Magic, Black Magic

Using his control over blood the Caster of this Spell can control a person's actions to his will. The weaker the controlled person the longer this spell will hold, up to a maximum of ten seconds. Controlling more than one person at a time is ill advised but possible, as it will divide the time a single person can be controlled by the number of overall people that can be controlled. Victims of this ability that do not have any magic in them at all violently implode upon release of this Spell. A sufficiently powerful mage will shrug this spell off without knowing it was affecting him.