Falling, plummeting endlessly through a tunnel of darkness, the unshaven and unconscious blonde's limbs flailed wildly. His short box beard made him look 5 years older than he actually was while his shaggy blonde hair resembled his father's shook wildly from the wind rushing past his head.

Legends. Stories scattered through time. Mankind had grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, by-products of a forgotten past.

A body, wreathed in orange flames faded, the black markings that covered the male's body entirely vanished, slowly retracting from every limb and appendage straight towards his clothed belly.

Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful. But he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness, creatures of destruction, the creatures of Grimm, set their sights on man and all of his creations.

The twitching of his finger seemed to signify that he seemed to finally be regaining compos mentis.

These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence back into the void. However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change. And in time, man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity lead them to the tools to even the odds. This power was appropriately named Dust.

Cerulean eyes shot up wide, somehow gleaming brightly in the darkness. The blonde clutched his hands into fists, throwing his shoulders as far as he possibly could back, stretching the material of his father's cloak, almost as if he was about to give off a shout.

Which was exactly what he intended to do.

Nature's wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness. And in the shadows absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life. But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die… And when they are gone...Darkness will return.

"RAAAAAA-

Kurama, somehow knowing that Naruto might not make it, began to channel his furiously boiling orange chakra out of his host's body, in an attempt to forcefully expunging the Kyuubi from the man's body. The effect this caused was one that would cause him to lose his life in the process, but only temporarily, he would reform in time and would like to spend some time with his reincarnating family despite their differences. After centuries of being sought out as a weapon of war, believed to be a monster without emotions, empathy, and deserved none in return led him to despise humanity. But, somehow…

Somehow, this boy managed to change his outlook on the world through a set of bars in the darkness. He had trusted Kurama, freeing the fox after defeating him with the help of his mother.

Such a person could not die now, not yet. Not when so many others needed him.

"You've been a good kid…"

Kurama smiled, sharpened fangs peering out from his curled lips. He never thought he would ever think about this in all his immortal, unending life.

"Of course, I'm not going to leave without giving you some help."

He could save him.

"…Don't let my father down."

Where all others thought of him as a mindless beast, killing innocents for fun, he could at least save the one person that believed in him all this time.

"Destroy everything… Erase everything that hurts you… Entrust your heart to me… I will save you from your pain…"

"You don't have what it takes to control my power! You're nothing more than a mere fragment of my hatred!"

"Are you stupid!? I am the Nine-Tails! I haven't fallen so far that a little child can influence me! I am hatred incarnate!"

"Naruto… If you really want to do something for us... then do what you've always done… Prove it to us with your actions! That's who you are!"

"Sorry Obito, but… this guy doesn't suit your words. The Fourth Hokage entrusted me to Naruto… We became friends and now he's able to use my chakra! The Fourth sealed me into Naruto… to take you down!"

Secretly, he relished those memories of the person that had surpassed his father in all aspects, earning Kurama's respect. Damn that blonde haired gaki who managed to worm his way into his cast iron heart.

"Take care, Naruto."

Noticing Naruto's tightly curled hand floating, he raised his humongous fist and fist-bumped the unconscious boy who lay in front of him, cheek deep in water.

An influx of power flooded the black chamber he was free falling through, the orange flames and black markings returning full force, Naruto's eyes turned from ocean blue to blood red as he felt the broken seal weaken further inside of Naruto's body.

"Oh, and this is going to hurt… A LOT!"

Giving the unconscious boy one last foxy smirk, he turned around and looked up as he sent a powerful uppercut to the darkened ceiling where the kanji for seal lay.

"-AAAAAAAAAAGHHH!" Naruto released a scream as the raw, unadulterated power of the Kyuubi burst forth from his toned stomach. But this time, the marking and orange flames vanished for good. In agony, the seemingly possessed boy hunched over as he continued falling, looking incredibly feral as his fangs extended before retracting. Whisker marks darkening severely before returning to their normal razor-thin state. Crimson eyes bled out, smugness turning into dreary azure ones that closed after the Kyuubi left him completely.

"Hmph. Still doing favours for you even in death. Damn brat." He managed to get out before the darkness blew apart, unable to contain the power.

And then everything went white.

So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so called free world, but take heed, there will be no victory in strength…

"-And now, the biggest story from this year, the incident from last night now dubbed by web users as 'The Falling Man'. Here is a video clip that has gone viral, taken by an unnamed hiker last night around the mountainous regions of Vytal."

A newswoman narrated the shaky video clip of the darkened sky, lit up only by the shattered moon and its irregular fragments as well as the flickering stars that seemed to wink at the camera. Then the cameraman began speaking.

"Hah-Hah-Hah." He panted heavily, it was very obvious that the climb had taken its toll on the persistent beginner. "It-it was a pretty hard climb, bu-but damn the scenery is good."

He moved the camera in a panoramic way, taking in the view of another of Vytal's cities and could be heard loudly breathing in and out, taking in the supposedly fresh breath on the mountain top.

"[BLEEP]-" He mumbled softly, but loud enough to be heard. "-Barbara was right… I have to work out more-"

Like a flash of lighting and a clap of thunder, the world seemed to light up for a second which was followed a split-second later by a loud boom, catching the talking man off guard. Stumbling and shouting, he dropped the camera into the snow, filling the screen with snowy darkness. Confused and panicked muttering could be heard as feet trudged through deep snow loudly before the camera was picked up.

"Whoa! Wh-what the [BLEEP] was that?! Mother[BLEEP]er!" The camera spun towards the previous scenery of the destroyed moon and twinkling stars. However, there seemed to be something falling a far distance. It was very easy to spot as it slowly went past the bright moon and gave off a distinct silhouette. The hiker attempted to zoom, but was unable to focus clearly on the falling object, an object that looked suspiciously like a man in a cloak. Then the video cut off a few seconds later after multiple failed attempts at zooming in, leading to a frustrated cameraman.

"And there you have it ladies and gentlemen. It is still unknown what that was but the police have stated that they are currently investigating the situation. And in sad news; Monty Oum, age 33, has departed-"

Lying in a heap of snow, buried nearly five metres deep into the heavy blanket of snow which cushioned his sure-death fall, was the saviour of the Shinobi world.

Except he looked much like a nine year old. Mostly because he was physically nine again. A side effect from Kurama being taken from him, reverting him back to a younger age as having the Kyuubi inside of him had sped up his growth unnaturally. The clothes he wore, his father's cloak and the jonin armour were much too big for his little body, making him look much like a tortoise cowering in its shell.

Still asleep, exhausted from the battle against the Rabbit Goddess, he continued lying there. His chakra had automatically jumpstarted, heating up his body and ensuring that he did not die of hypothermia or frostbite.

The feeling of loneliness plagued him in his sleep, the feeling of Kurama who usually slept inside of him was gone. And as the snow gently fell, a single tear managed to find its way out of the corner of his left eye, trailing down the side of his cheek and into the snow.

Here he was again, just like the beginning of his childhood.

All alone.

CHAPTER END.

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Hello 'people that bother to read this'!

I'm trying my hand at a new RWBY plot. I recently saw the episode with Qrow and I somehow imagined Naruto as Uncle Qrow. I feel like pairing him with the main characters because honestly, who doesn't like that? Team RWBY and Naruto or Qrow in a very close relationship.

This story will be in the past for a while and will contain an !ScytheNaruto !OlderNaruto !YoungerGirlsHarem tags. All the girls in team RWBY will be the same age as they are in canon. Naruto: (23), Ruby: (14), Blake, Weiss and Yang: (17).

Naruto is in the past, stuck with a younger body and meets with the parents of Ruby and Yang and Ozpin in Signal before and eventually, joining their team in Beacon.

It would be great if you could give me ideas on what they would be doing in the academy that would be fantastic! I honestly want this fic to work, but if it bombs, oh well.

Also this is how I will be imagining Naruto/Qrow to look like: media/B7_N1czCAAA_ :large But he has Naruto's eyes and blonde hair, and yes, he will be wielding a Scythe and will be teaching Ruby how to make and use one.

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