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Chapter 1

Naruto watched as the blood dripped from the sharp points of the claws a few of which still had small shreds of fabric clinging to them; tracing them back to the bloodied fingers and hand that held them and continuing upwards onto the stained fabric of an orange jacket he was surprised to note that they seemed to be his claws.

Returning to watching the crimson liquid dripping from them, following it's journey downwards he found himself looking down on the tattered remains of a torn battle gown that barely covered the ripped flesh from which blood was steadily oozing, out of what only moments before had been a perfectly normal stomach.

Trying to clear his head he shook it violently from side to side sending droplets of blood outwards from his face and hair, he sucked in a deep breath refocusing on the sight below him that was right he had been fighting, why couldn't he remember, he had needed something he knew that much, what was it he needed what was it...

"Revenge"

A dark voice dripping with malice echoed the word through his mind, cutting across all other thoughts.

That was it, the figure below him had killed Sasuke when the teme had decided to suddenly go and save him.

He started as he heard a ragged breath being drawn, tearing his gaze away from the mess that he had created, moving it up towards the source of the sound he realized that he hadn't taken his revenge yet, the missing nin below him was still alive steeling himself he pulled back his already bloodied hand of claws while barring his fang like canines emitting a low growl and prepared to end it.

As his hand began its journey through the air to the exposed pale throat of his victim, the missing nins head fell to the side and he watched as the pure white mask that conceded there features already cracked from his earlier enraged blows, slipped to the side reveling the face beneath it.

"Yyyou how?! Why?!" The storm of red charka that had been surrounding Naruto and influencing his thoughts faltered, as a surge of emotions swept through his mind casting a sea of doubt at his actions upon him.

His hand stopped and fell back to his side as his mind whirled with the new information.

"I'm sorry Naruto-kun." The words were only whispered yet they carried across the damp misty air to Naruto, with them came a weak cough which spilt blood that splattered up out of the ninjas mouth to taint the pale skin around it.

"Haku…" Naruto's voice seemed to break as he spoke.

What had been simple moments before had suddenly become all to much for him to handle, he was meant to be avenging his teammate that had been easy, but in doing so he had put someone, who although he had only meet a few days prior he had shared a bond of friendship with that he had fail to receive from other people his own age, to the brink of death with his attempts at delivering vengeance, Haku the other boy had known his pain all to well, the pain of loneliness.

"…Why?" He managed to gasp out as his voice seemingly failed him, he felt betrayed was this the same as all the other so called friends he had made who had gone on to only stab him in the back sometime even literally, his mind started to cloud with darkness as his thoughts darkened.

"You should understand.." Haku paused wincing clearly it was causing him great pain to manage to talk.

"….Zabuza-sama, he saved me from there hatred the loneliness, would you not do the same if someone who you held precious asked you to?"

Looking down into Haku's slowly dulling brown eyes that held the same timeless pain that his own did, Naruto remembered what he had said about precious people when the two of them had meet before this all took place in the forest.

It all made sense now strange as it seemed he understood and could even feel jealous of Haku, having that kind of attention and guidance that he yearned for but had never received.

If one person had saved him from his hell what would he have done for them?

What wouldn't he have done for them?

People had been there for him the 3rd, Iruka, Teuchi and Ayame and more recently his team, but not like Zabuza had for Haku, looking down on the body below him he suddenly realized that in killing Haku he would be not only ending his life and dreams but destroying the bond he had with Zabuza did he have that right?

Shrill chirping disturbed his thoughts as a sound like that of one thousand birds in song cut though the mist filled air around them.

Bringing his gaze back up away from Haku's he looked over towards the sound, to see the shrouded form of Kakashi standing a short distance away from them, hunched over as charka circled around him seeming to arc up to concentrate on his left hand that was held at the wrist by his right, as more charka was gathered lighting formed and seemed to dance seeking escape from his upwards facing palm.

Glancing across to where Kakashi was facing he caught sight of another figure that had to be Zabuza he was being disabled and held down by a large pack of dogs all varying in sizes, which had bitten onto various points of his body leaving him wide open for Kakashi to finish off.

Violent coughing filled the air as Haku tried to force his injured body to move.

"Protect Zabuza-sama, protect Zabuza-sama…." He was muttering this mantra over and over as he struggled to rise, locking eyes with Haku Naruto realized what he had to do, steeling himself again he pushed Haku back down onto the ground and pressed on past him moving forward.

As he did this, Kakashi started to move as well swinging the bright blue crackling lighting wrapped around his left hand backwards, with a cry of.

"Raikiri."

They both ran towards the immobilized form of Zabuza.

Forcing more charka to his legs Naruto shot in-between the two figures trying to intercept before it was too late.

As the shrill chirping of his prized jutsu faded away into the mist leaving the smell of charred flesh assaulting his nose though the mask that covered the lower half of his face, above which held eyes open wide in shock as the three black tomes in one spun rapidly round the pupil, Kakashi just stood there frozen at what was now where his target of Zabuzas chest had been moments before.

A cough followed by a splatter of blood hitting him in the face shook him out of his trance like state to be able to look up at the face of his gennin student who's once brilliant blue eyes where now fading as they focused down at the arm of his sensei that had been impaled through his chest with the ease of a hot knife through butter.

Trying to get a grip of himself he brought his right hand up to support Narutos weight as he carefully removed his hand from the orange clad boys chest, placing him down on the cold unforgiving surface of the bridge below, tears began to flow from his uncovered sharingan eye.

This couldn't of happened not this not to him he had so much he needed to teach the boy so much to tell him he was supposed to be the next Hokage like his father before him.

Chuckling reached Kakashi's ears over his own thoughts and then full blown manic laughter, that erupted from the jutsus original target.

"Well done Haku you truly are a worthy tool turning an enemy to our cause and so saving me and ending an enemy's life you never cease to amaze me my tool." Zabuza praised Haku, who had now managed to stand and started to move over holding his mangled stomach to were the other three where.

"No..." Haku started coughing up more blood.

"...I didn't want him to… not him he is like me… he…" Tears began to follow down his face as he stumbled forward to Narutos side.

"Don't be pathetic you have no need for feelings, you are my weapon to use as I see fit remember what you promised me, now heal yourself and help me finish off Kakashi so we can complete the miss-"

He was cut off as Haku who had finally reach the still form of the blonde ninja collapsed down next to him with a thud, hands beginning to glow with charka as he attempted to perform a medical jutsu on the boys ruining chest, all the while tears continued to fall, as with his own body beginning to fail him he poured out the last ounce of his charka desperately attempting to right this wrong.

"Haku what do you think your doing?! Heal yourself not the boy he is of no use." As Zabuza finally managed to rid himself of the dogs clamped to him, throwing a kunai into the scroll that held them to this world dispelling them back to there realm he grabbed out trying to stop Haku, only to find himself being thrown to the floor by a massive blow to the side of his head curtsey of Kakashi.

Desperate Kakashi spun back around focusing on Haku.

"Can you help him?" But even as the words left his mouth he had to watch as Haku swayed then fell forward onto Narutos chest hands still glowing in there vain attempt to save him.

Naruto felt cold very cold, he couldn't see though if that was because it was dark or just from his eyes failing him he couldn't tell, he felt a tugging sensation and looking around the never ending dark he saw a trail of light green charka descending towards him slowly fighting its way through the void.

He found himself reaching out to it, stretching to feel its warmth and suddenly his eyes seemed to re-open and he was back on the bridge looking down at the pain in his chest that seemed to be duller than he remembered it he saw Haku lying on him his expression blank eyes lifeless as the green charka flickered then faded away from the tips of his hands.

But even Hakus sacrifice wasn't enough Naruto could already feel himself being called back to the cold embrace of the void it was just too cruel he couldn't die here there was so much he had to do his dreams the promises he had made to other people, as the world slowly faded back to darkness all of a sudden a deep growling filled his mind and then everything turned red.

On the outside Kakashi watched as the charka faded away from Haku's hands and then Naruto's eyes went dull as life momentarily rekindled slid from them, as he went to move back towards them Naruto's eyes shot back open no longer there usually bright blue this time slitted and red the eyes of an animal the eyes of a fox he remembered those eyes well.

Kakashi froze and as he did a wall of red rose up surrounding both of the boys encasing them away from him and Zabuza, he remembered the feel of that charka he felt like he was suffocating as waves of it rolled across the bridge pushing away the mist that still lingered.

'Is the seal broken?' He thought desperately as the horrible red charka continued to wash over him he came to a conclusion he would have to somehow stop this, a disaster like 13 years ago could not be repeated anywhere.

"Zabuza are fight is over this is more important than both are missions."

As Zabuza turned to look over Kakashi could see the look of fear caused by the charka in his eyes that was no doubt mirrored in his own.

As he went to speak again to ask for help a scream of pain like none he had ever heard rang out catching his words in his throat effectively silencing him, then as he watched the spiraling sea of red raced upwards only to fall back onto its middle as the voice broke off screaming seemingly breaking from the pain and the charka dissipated being pulled in as it did flowing back into the form of someone who could now be seen lying motionless on the ground, the bridge around the figure was torn and burnt from the furious assault it had been under.

But as Kakashi moved to investigate he was again stopped this time by a new voice ringing across the bridge.

"So the so called demon of the mist has failed again, truly pathetic it's fortunate that I had already planned to terminate your contract after this anyway." Now that the mist had cleared a new group had arrived.

In front of an armed force of at least 100 men stood a small man dressed in a dark business suit one arm recently broken in a cast the other clasping a wooden walking stick in front of him it was he who had addressed the rest of the bridge.

"Now that you have failed I think its time I finished off this job myself it must be true that if you want something done right you have to do it yourself." The voice oozed with deceit and cruelty.

"Gatuo you slimeball I should have known you would have planned this I will get you for this mark my words." Zabuza paused in his rant to turn back to face Kakashi and continued in a much calmer sadder voice.

"You were right are fight is over, I have lost the only thing I cared about for a cause that was not mine own or his." Turning back to Gatuo and his army he finished, his voice falling to a deathly whisper by the end.

"Take your kids and leave here all I want is to protect Haku's body and get revenge on this scum that killed him." Kakashi paused Zabuza was already wounded and although there were no ninja among this Gatuo's men, even with charka to perform his jutsu it would be a hard task without it would just be suicide.

"Go dammit I will deal with this scum." Laughter greeted his statement.

"One man defeat an army don't make me laugh." Gatuo paused for dramatic effect before smiling sickeningly.

"Finish him."

As the men started there run towards the still form of Zabuza he just chuckled darkly, before hefting his Zanbato up from the ground beside him and running to meet them, a maniacal smile on his lips as he did.

That day a legend was born of a man who used his own life and with it defeated an army and killed a tyrant saving a country that was not his own and in doing so becoming a hero in the eyes of the people and hopefully finally finding peace.

Don't know if or when i will do the next chapter depends if people actually think its worth it really