A/N: This is a very long fanfic running from the beginning with the Rikudo Sennin (Sage of the Six Paths) all the way to the end of the Fourth Great Ninja War. Par one will be from the Rikudo's time to the beginning of the Third Great Ninja War where more familiar characters come into play. Part Two which will be a separate story will be from the Third Great War to the end of the Naruto Series. There will be a separate filler story following the main character and her love life and troubles (It can be left out) and the Third and final part is from the Beginning of Shippuden to the end of the war mainly following the anime.

As for posting new chapters I will try to do at least two every week as I know it can get boring if you haven't read it for a while and suddenly a new chapter pops up. Anyway this whole idea popped up when my friends told me about Naruto and gave me it to watch and I was hooked for the first time since Dragonball and that entire franchise. I just felt like there was too much information missing not to have this random character which we'll be following to show up but it's your decision and I wouldn't mind some constructive criticism as I kind of messed up when the First and Second Hokage's come into play (Really sorry about that) And there are a lot of time skips as well but the time in between isn't important.

There will be lemons and the rating will be bumped up to M when that happens but if you don't like lemons I've posted warnings so you can just skip them and little bits of fluff everywhere.

I hope you enjoy and I can't wait to here your comments as this is my first major fanfic.

Bold: Written things

Italics: Thoughts/ Flash backs

Naruto and the whole story line does not belong to me but to the amazing mind of Masashi Kishimoto and TV Tokyo but thanks for letting me borrow it. All OC characters belong to me so please respect my creativeness and don't plagiarise.

Chapter one

Chi Tsuki (Blood Moon) was born into a cursed clan. It's the closest thing you can get to a vampire in the ninja world. Everything the clan did involved blood especially when it came to power and healing. If someone was injured in an accident then the head of the clan was called and gave blood to this person and they were healed but the clan's head aged due to the effects. When it came to power' we were able to over produce blood in order to separate the iron from it and create weapons then dissolve it back into our blood stream. The mark of a strong Chi clan member was the pitch-black hair and glowing red eyes that contained similar powers to the Uchiha clan. But for Tsuki, She was born with golden locks of hair and bright blue eyes.

My parents would argue every night with each other about how I came out the way I did. This was the time of the Rikudo Sennin and the Jyuubi, the only ones able to keep the Jyuubi back to some point was my clan and then the Rikudo came along, defeated it and sealed it into himself like he was an angel of some kind. People praised him for getting rid of the beast not knowing it was inside of him and is what made the moon with its body. The Chi clan hated him for they got no thanks in return for what they did for the people before he came along. But before they had the chance to do anything they were massacred and that is where my story comes in.

The people who massacred my people left my father and I alone because we looked nothing like the rest. Me with my blue eyes and blonde hair and my father with his green eyes and dulled black hair. Luckily my mother died 2 years after I was born. I was 4 during the massacre and confused, why did they die we were heroes and every day hurt with the way everyone and my father treated me like I was worse than trash. Eventually he shoved me off onto the Rikudo who apparently saw hidden talent in me. He had two other kids there to, the boy was 14 and his name was Natsume and a girl named Mika who was 11 We all had blonde hair and blue eyes for some odd reason (you'll find out later in the story why) and I never felt more at home than with Rikudo-Sensei, Natsume nee-san and Mika-chan.

The Rikudo trained us as apprentices for when the time of his death arrives he would seal a piece of the Jyuubi within us and we needed to know how to utilize that power to keep it safe. Sensei started to doubt me and my abilities when after a year, I was still as useless as the day I arrived on his doorstep. Time had started to run out as he foresaw his death within the next ten years that he sent me to healers and anything he could think of to help me utilize my chakra correctly and efficiently. I felt even worse about this than when I was treated worse than trash while Natsume nee-san and Mika-chan got further and further from my reach. Sensei went to seek out my father and demand an explanation as to why I was so terrible at ninjutsu as it's now known.

Sensei returned with the answers he was looking for after threatening my father to an inch of his life. There was a ritual that the members of the Chi clan went through at the age of five. That is when the Childs true blood potential is released and they are trained in the true arts of blood. I had never seen sensei so angry before, his red hair was pointing all over the place, fists were clenched into tight balls and his eyes looked like they were glowing their customary purple of the rinnegan. It looked like the beast inside had taken control of him. With the ritual performed and the customary pentagram tattoo on my back and curling around the right side of my body, I excelled in all of my glory of my clan and awakened the demon within. If I charged my chakra enough, my hair turned black and my red bloodline eyes appeared, it was time for me to take on a new life and a new name. With the kekkei toura of the storm release (Lightning, water and wind) I was given the name of "Sonea Storm Shadow" all relevant to my personality and power.

Now is where the real fun begins.

It was the day of our final test and I looked the most ready for it between my adoptive siblings and I, Natsume, now twenty five, was up all night stressing about this final mission, Mika, now twenty two, was out all night with Sensei's sons, flirting like always and of course I was asleep on the roof feeling my storm brewing around me with excitement, the wind being my favourite companion. There we stood, in front of our former sensei taking on our final challenge before he gave us the Jyuubi to deal with.

"Aw, come on guys, this'll be fun" I poked at both of them.

"Sonea's right you two, this will be the last mission before I die now put some smiles on those dopey faces." Rikudo-sensie demanded.

They both visibly flinched at the word "die" that they instantly put on the biggest smile they could at the time and looked at me the youngest of fifteen years with hatred in their eyes… I was going to pay for this at practice later. Lucky for me I could beat them with my hands tied behind my back.

" Right, now that you two look happier, I'll explain the mission. The clans all around the world are looking for my secret archives of ninshou, taijustu and genjustu and are planning attacks on all of them. You will need top split up to each of the three archives, protect the place and stop the warring clans from destroying each other. Do you understand?"

We all said in unison "Hai Rikudo-sensei"

"Here are the scrolls with information on each archive, you will split up on the marker on the map now… Go!"

We started running, full speed, towards the marker on the map. Hoping we got there in time to save the archives and the people from each other. Memories flashed through my mind from eleven years ago when my clan was massacred, my eyes unintentionally closed.

"Blood, the smell of iron and rotting and burning flesh. People screaming, friends, family, my clan. Please save me, please,please, PLEASE!"

"Sonea, Sonea! Its okay, its all okay" I felt Mika-chan hug me sideways as we carried on running. And I shivered deeply to the bone as the taste of iron appeared on my tongue and up my nose…

"Wait, stop." I whispered.

"What is it Sonea" Natsume asked kind of annoyed. He was always jealous of my skills.

I spiked my chakra quickly to change into my demon like self and looked towards the archives. It was terrible, they had already begun to fight and the smell and taste of blood was all too real.

"They've already begun." I whispered, horrified.

"We need to split up from here to get to the archives from here or we'll get dragged into the battles. Sonea, can you tell us if they are inside the archives already?" Natsume asked.

Having advanced senses was horrible when it came to war. Being able to see through the thickest bushes or the smallest cracks, smelling every component of a person, their blood, sweat almost like tasting and smelling the fear on men, women and children. Hearing kunai, katanas and fists cut through flesh and bone makes my demon side burn with desire of blood. Everything a demon is makes it the perfect predator and makes me glad that I'm the only one to bare this and be repulsed at the same time. I could hear my lengthening canines in my mouth bore into the skin of my lips and draw blood form the lust of tasting…

"SONEA! Snap out of it dammit!" Mika Yelled in a hushed voice. The burning in my cheek told me she had slapped me. And I was glad for that distraction.

I stared at my adoptive siblings for a minute, taking in the fear that was plastered on their faces. Closing my eyes to calm down and place my teeth back where they were gave me a minute to remember why they looked so scared. I was six at the time.

(Flashback)

I am out in the training field with Sensei while Mika and Natsume were out on a medical run for a cat they had found hurt by the house. It looked like a hawk had carried it out here but it managed to escape somehow. They ran off after telling Sensei and I this so we carried on with my training. I had mastered everything Sensei threw at me since opening my demon side a year ago and we were working on control of my demon power. It was a while until I could awaken without passing out from chakra exhaustion but all the exercises Sensei gave me made that time a lot shorter and now I could maintain it during a three day straight training routine and still have power left to spare. Sensei chose this specific day to work on the blood arts because control was crucial to living a normal life. If a Chi clan member gave into his instincts they become animalistic and drink as much blood as possible before they have to be taken care of by the clan. The burning in the back of the throat was uncomfortable and so was the lengthened canines in my mouth but it was bearable.

I had been maintaining my awakened state for a few weeks already and getting use to the heightened senses of everything and training was finished for the day. Sensei and I returned home to see the new addition to our family and how it was doing. I wasn't happy with the smell of anticeptic that burned like a fire to my lungs but like the burning for blood, it was bearable. We walked in to see Mika and Natsume sitting on cusions by the fireplace with the bundle of ginger bandaged up between them. I wished everyone a good night and went upstairs to get cleaned up and ready for bed. The smell of hot water running is so refreshing and pure that I nearly fell asleep on my feet while washing away the grim from training and the old, dried up blood from the already healed cuts thanks to the blood line I posses. Wrapping a large fluffy towel around me, I walked into my room while drying off my hair with another towel when all of a sudden, a compelling smell caught my sensitive sense of smell. It smelt so sweet that it was almost sinful, not knowing how right that statement was I got dressed quickly and headed down stairs.

Getting stronger and sweeter as I went closer and closer to the living area where the smell of burning wood mixed beautifully with that sweet smell. I hadn't realised that my canines were already drawn out and my eyes took on the look of glowing blood, I got closer to a scene of two teens facing each other with a ball of ginger fur with punctures through its skin, weeping with blood as the teens hands worked over it with cotton soaked antiseptic pads. Blood stained bandages sitting close to the fireplace ready to be thrown in and disintegrate with that oh so sweet smell. All I remembered was red and the teens looking like they were getting closer.

I woke up next morning to my Sensei's face staring worriedly down at me. I felt sticky and crusty that I sat up and stared with horror at myself. at all of the blood on my clothes and hand and just everywhere I looked, blood. I didn't know when I started to cry, just the tears washing down my face and mixing with blood making it look like I myself was crying for the bloodshed I had caused. Sensei explained what happened. I lunged at my adoptive siblings and they had jumped back, leaving me to suck the life out of the poor creature and then turning to them. At this time, Sensei had entered the house and watched me devour the cat and then set my site onto my siblings, before I got anywhere close, Sensei had his chakra chains restrain me until I had fallen asleep. When I tried to remember, all I saw was their faces, full of horror.

I vowed, under the safety of the purifying hot water that I would never allow myself to lose control so easily again. And that facing them again was the hardest thing I had to do.

(End Flashback)

Opening my eyes to my weary faces of my siblings, I have them a huge mischievous grin with teeth showing, making sure just before I did that my teeth were back to their places.

"To answer your question Natsume, they are fighting outside, the smell and sounds are to clear to be blocked by ant walls. What do you want to do?" I spoke with boredom poisoning my voice.

He gave me a bored stare back before speaking " We'll split up to the archives from here and rendezvous back here in twenty-four hours. If you can't stop the fighting then get into the archives and start sealing the information into scrolls from far back. That's the oldest and most important information we need to save at all costs. Try to save as much as you can and get out. I will go to the Genjustu archives, Mika to the Taijutsu and Sonea to the Ninshou. Okay everyone here are your respective information Sensei gave us now scatter!"

I took off towards the north where the Ninjutsu archive was before I opened the mission scroll. In the scroll was a floor plan of the five-story building. I mentally rolled my eyes. Natsume knew this was the hardest building to get out of because the top floor being level with the ground, all the stories were underground. But out of the three of us I was the only one who could survive if things went sour. I pumped chakra into my legs to give me more speed and greater distance through the thick treetops and concentrated at the battle ahead of me. Looked like more than one clan but then again Ninshou was the most favoured out of the disciplines by most people and it is understandable why. To be able to manipulate something as powerful as the five elements and the elements of light and dark would make someone near invincible. Well, until you cut off their fingers and or hands leaving them unable to form seals needed to bring together both the spiritual and physical energy together. That was one thing I was grateful for and that was that my Storm release reacts to my feelings along with the three separate elements that create this kekkei toura, lightning, wind and water with the wind being the most responsive and my most powerful attack and defence. I could feel the storm brewing behind me and the night becoming darker with every passing second making me thankful for my demon bloodline. Looking back at the scroll, I pulled out the mission details and began to read. "This archive will be most sought after unfortunately and chances of breaking up the war may be impossible. Bypass the reasoning with the people and retrieve as much as you can. First story (ground level) is not important and proceed to the last floor. EVERYTHING needs to be saved from here. Burn the next floor up and do not look at anything in there just set fire to the entire floor. Anything saved from the last few floors will be a bonus. If what I've requested above is not possible, destroy everything." 'No I will not lose my demon arts on the fourth floor. I know what's there and this may be ignoring an order but I know what's on that floor and I won't lose my heritage even though he doesn't know that I know what's on that floor I will keep what's there a secret'. This is what ran through my mind at reading my orders.' I'll see if I can stop the fighting but like Sensei says, the fighting will be worse here but it can't hurt to try. This is going to be a long night.'