A/N: So I've been getting a lot of people asking about a possible sequel to the Butcher of Konoha.

An interesting idea really, I never planned on making a sequel, I felt the story was done but as I've been thinking about it because people have been saying about it, I have been coming up with a few ideas that I can do for a sequel to the Butcher of Konoha.

I guess you could even say this might be more of an epilogue, but that's not quite right either. Still, I won't be writing a proper story for the Butcher's sequel, I have too many stories I need to work on to really get involved in an in depth sequel. I give you this single chapter to give you a sequel.

The Butcher of Konoha: The Second Coming

Kurama sat on his throne made of granite; his fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to push away the migraine that had built up behind his eyes. Being the Juubi once more was more than he could possibly dream for, it was a thrill that he enjoyed for the past sixteen years.

Still, it was an empty thrill of enjoyment.

Ever since he wiped Ame, Konoha, Kusa, Suna, and Taki all off the map, thus eradicating the majority of the Shinobi life-style, he felt like he was forgetting something. It was something major, something that his instincts were reminding him of, thus his constant migraines that made him far more irritable than usual.

His instincts were trying to tell him something, something he was forgetting but he couldn't pinpoint what it was. Between his battle lust from facing Naruto, the excitement of having his body back, and the consequence destruction of the various villages, Kurama had been unable to think about what he failed to do.

He knew about the Remnants, Shinobi that had banded together to form a sort of underground rebellion. They trained those that they could, but they were B-list at best. Even their strongest was only Jonin level and none of them were Seal Masters.

Kurama made sure to obliterate Uzushiogakure as well when he destroyed the other villages, he couldn't risk their secrets escaping out into the world.

The joys of a Tailed Beast Ball, it vaporized whatever it came in contact with.

But even after all of his efforts, even after all of his plans and counter plans, his instincts told him something was wrong. It was why he was holed up in his fortress, a castle built into the side of a mountain, with walls carved of stone.

Offer humans food and safety and they willingly flocked, no matter how harsh the tyrant.

And Kurama kept his workers or slaves, safe and fed. He was an army killer himself, so no one dared to rise up against him but when he had legions of demons summoned up to guard and protect his castle, then no army would even make it to the front gates.

He had to make a few examples out of the stupid demons however when they tried to eat his slaves. That wasn't going to fly and he had brutally shown the fools the error of their thought processes.

Kurama stood up and grabbed the Kusarigama, well made enough that it had lasted the past sixteen years without needing sharpening or adjustment. He then walked away from his throne room, heading down towards the dungeons. He felt like getting a smile on his face, and butchering a few captured Shinobi.

Being an indomitable chakra beast had its benefits.

Outside the ruins of Konoha

A figure stood just outside the crater of the once great Village. A flowing crimson cloak, a stain of red against the green and brown landscape, obscured the figure's features, even as they knelt down and placed a pale hand into the ground and scooped up a handful of dirt.

The other hand came up and pressed against the figure's forehead, obscured by the shadows of the hood.

They could see everything. They could see the memories the land had to offer, the day Kurama had strolled into the village and blasted it away.

A sigh spilled out from behind the hood and the dirt fell to the ground. The figure walked forward, carefully applying chakra so that they didn't slip down the side of the crater. Not even the faces of the six Hokage had been spared, tunnels showing in the mountain face that had been used as an evacuation route for some long ago.

It was a monument to Kurama's power that the plant life never grew in the crater. Nature itself had abandoned the crater.

The figure knelt down and slipped a hand into the earth once more, discovering a Shinobi that tried to hide under the ground. They were all bones and were buried with an Iwa headband. They hadn't gone deep enough, based on the right arm and leg missing.

Kurama's power was vast indeed.

"I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, and I shall fear no Evil." The spoken promise, a prayer, spilled from the young woman's lips even as she looked around.

Her father hadn't ever meant for this to happen. Thirty-four years after he had taken reign of his life, and his daughter now walked the ruins of his home. She could feel it in her soul; she stood in the exact spot of her parents' home.

"I might have been born here." She said, brushing the tears away from her eyes. Her fingers flicked forward a bit and the earth turned flat and clear. She withdrew a scroll from inside the cloak and opened it up slowly. From the scroll, she unsealed the lifeless body of her mother before she set to work burying her.

Another twitch of her fingers, and a rock appeared in front of the grave, words carving upon it quickly. A second rock appeared and words appeared as well. The best tribute she could give.

'Here lies Uzumaki-Hyuuga Hinata, a loving mother and a brave Shinobi.

Here lies Uzumaki Naruto, a fierce warrior and a splendid man.'

She never knew her father; Kurama had taken him from her. But her mother's words had told her all she needed to know. She held no ties to the Namikaze though; her mother didn't take that last name. She took the last name of the boy she fell in love with.

It wasn't to say that Hyuuga Hinata didn't love Namikaze-Uzumaki Naruto, but she had also been terrified of him.

"Good-bye Tou-san, Kaa-san, Ken-sensei." She unsealed a large barrel, unknowingly using one very similar to the one that Uchiha Sasuke had been placed in all those years ago. She buried the large barrel that had been the ashes of her Sensei's kimono.

The toads had wished to bury Gamaken the proper way so that he might rejoin nature.

She had only requested the Kimono so that she might send him off in her own way.

Tears streamed down her face as she turned away from the graves she made. She couldn't give up, not yet.

As she walked away, she began to sing the song her mother sang to her. "Red like roses fill my dreams and brings me to the place you rest/White is cold and always yearning burdened by a royal test/Black the beast descends from shadows/Yellow beauty burns gold/" her steps were slow, but were quickly regaining the confidence she needed for fighting the beast that dwelled to the East.

Unknowingly, she sang the song that her mother sang regarding her daughter.

Red for a burning passion to learn and dreams of revenge upon Kurama, for the spilt blood of her father and the dreams of her father. White for the depths of her eyes, cold and yearning, burdened by her position. Black for her weapons, forged from the powers of the beast descended from the shadows of chaos. Yellow for her heart, the willingness to help the innocent and strike down the unjust.

Tears slid down her cheeks as she thought about things. At fifteen, she had a massive burden placed upon her shoulders. Worse yet, she was a pillar completely alone. Even the toads, which she had grown up with, were unable to assist her due to some prophecy the Great Toad Sage had decreed when her mother, belly swollen a little over two months pregnant, had arrived at Mount Myōboku. It had been a prophecy that he had been unable to stop himself from reciting.

She could still see that day in her mind's eye.

"Once separated and fought to keep separate, the ancient bloodlines will rejoin through distant cousins. The Child of Prophecy's seed will be granted the power to push back the darkness, but as their father had caused the end of the Shinobi Way, the seed shall cause the end of Chakra all together."

The toads were naturally scared, she understood that. But she still had hoped for a close relationship with them like they had with her father.

It hurt to be alone.

Even as she vehemently denied she would never bring about the destruction of chakra, no one believed her over the Great Toad Sage. She didn't blame them though. That was their elder, she was… she was a villain practically to them. The destruction of chakra would quickly leave the toads quite normal.

Many of them would die right away, a cruel thing indeed.

Some of the more terrified toads had wanted to make her mother leave. But Gamaken had spoken up to drop that idea.

"We would forget out Summoners? Naruto and Minato would never forgive us if we forced the girl to leave." Gamaken drew his shield from his back as well as his Sasumata. It was the first time he had raised his weapon against his family. "I may not be the most Graceful of toads, but I will not allow for Naruto's mate to be driven from this place without argument. If she's leaving, then I am leaving with her and I will not return, nor answer the reverse summons."

Gamaken had been her sensei, teaching her what he knew when it came to using a Sasumata and a shield. It was her primary fighting style at this point for anything weapon based.

Gamaken had died though, and her fierce protector and sensei had died. Gamakichi, boss summon of the toads since his father stepped down, had come forward. He told her, privately and away from the prying eyes and ears of the other toads, that he would be her personal summon if she needed it, but that she needed to leave. With her mother and Gamaken having passed, she had no standing among the toads, even if Gamakichi were to speak up in her defense.

Bosses could be replaced if necessary and Gamakichi didn't want to cause problems with his family.

She had been even more alone.

But Gamakichi and Gamaken had not been alone in their support of her. Ma and Pa, the elders Shima and Fugasaku, gave her their support as well, going so far as to teach her the Sage Arts like they had her father.

Before she left, she gave the Great Toad Sage a hug, crying against him for a time as she held tight to his leg. She knew he was the real reason she was not thrown out for a long time, even if Gamaken had spoken up for her. It was not his fault that he spoke the prophecy; it was his powers that had caused him to.

"Be quiet children, we mustn't fight our family. Naruto-chan's mate shall stay."

She owed the toads so much. But they were still animals and had animal like instincts. She threatened the group with her very existence.

Her travels took her far, weeks away towards the mountains. She was following the trail of rumors about where Kurama was.

It wasn't a hard thing to do at all; all she had to do was listen half the time.

It was two weeks from Konoha that she found the mountain. She glanced up at the structure, built into the very side of the mountain. Win or lose, she would bring that fortress down.

She drew from the inside of her cloak a dark blue cloth with a strip of metal. She looked at the symbol on it for Konoha. It was a place she never knew. She ran her thumb of the dips and grooves, the dents and scratches along the metal, each one a story from her father's misspent youth and her father's academy sensei.

The metal itself was warped a bit from where he had apparently head butted Gaara, a man that became her father's friend.

"What would you do Tou-chan?" she asked the headband but tucked it away after a moment.

She continued forward along the beaten path, soon entering the human village of slaves near the castle. She glanced around at the destitute state the people were in, but they had food given to them and rudimentary shelter. They lived like slaves instead of people.

She bit her bottom lip as she saw someone thrown into the ground before her. It was an elder and he was badly hurt. Did they no longer care about their elders? She stepped forward and knelt beside him. "Ojii-chan, are you alright?" she asked as she wiped away some of the blood over his forehead.

"Yes, thank you child." The elderly man said before he could stop himself. He glanced to the young woman helping him. "You have not been here long, why are you here?"

"I am here to defeat Kurama." She whispered as she looked to the old man's broken arm. Wordlessly, her hands glowed green and she pressed her hands to his arm, mending it with medical Ninjutsu.

"Jutsu," the man's eyes were wide as he stared at the miracle of the woman performing on him. "Then you, you are a member of the Remnants?"

She shook her head. "No, just correcting a wrong that was made a long time ago." She said softly as she stood up and helped the old man to his feet.

"Well, well what have we here? A Ninjutsu user." The cloaked female turned to see two large, lesser demons. They were more akin to summons than anything. One was a large wolf with coarse black fur and it stood on its hind legs. Undoubtedly, it ripped its victims apart with the long eight inch claws on its hands.

The other was a large bird like creature, with wings under its arms that it likely used to catch air currents to glide with. It had red scales along its body. "Kurama-sama will reward us handsomely for a Ninjutsu user. Maybe let us eat that old bag of bones she's standing by."

She frowned a moment and clenched her fist for a moment before stepping forward. She flowed into her opening strike, her finger tips striking eight separate points around the wolf demon's dual hearts, making them instantly overclock until they exploded. She spun, her red cloak flowing around her and obscuring her for a moment as she dodged under the swipe from the bird creature and struck it in the calf.

It took to the air, causing her to frown once more as it rode the air currents, occasionally flapping its arms so that it would stay afloat. "You bitch! To hell with Kurama, I'll just kill you and eat you myself!"

From beneath the cloak, she drew a large bow. It stood from the shoulder areas of her cloak, all the way to the knee area. She drew a sleek black arrow from a quiver, hidden under the cloak still. A line extended from the end of the arrow to her hand, chakra strings like a puppeteer might use. She drew back on the bow, aiming with the arrow. Lightning crackled along the arrow as she channeled one of her elements into it.

Boom!

The arrow shot off at unimaginable speeds, ripping through the air and minutely controlled by the young woman until it impaled the airborne demon, literally blowing it apart with explosive force. It looked surprised by the loss of the right side of its body before it dropped like a rock.

A quick tug and the arrow quickly came back to her, not at all marred. She walked forward to the dying demon and put her foot on its throat. She drew back the arrow once more and blew its head off. She picked the arrow up and tucked it away into her quiver.

Her arrows were stronger than steel and would never break.

She moved over to the old man. 'Come on Ojii-chan, let's get you some food." She said as she led the old man to the food hut where meat was cooking on an open flame.

One of the occupants, one that hadn't seen her show of force against the two demons, stopped her and the old man leaning against her for support. "Now I don't know what you're thinking but that old bastard doesn't do any work. He doesn't eat so long as he doesn't work." The man was definitely built, ripped from years of hard manual labor. And he looked absolutely upset at her trying to get food for the old man.

"Ojii-chan needs to eat," she said in a simple argument. "And if you're against him eating, then you're no better than those demons." She said.

"Look, I don't mind if he eats as much as he wants, but he needs to work. We all pull our weight; we all are rewarded for it." He said stepping forward.

She sighed softly. "Either you move, or I move you." She said as she looked up to the man once more, glaring at him at this point.

"You're what? A hundred ten pounds soaking wet? I'd like to see you try." The big man said.

It was swift but it dropped the man like a sack of bricks off the tallest peak. She struck him in the groin with the edge of her bow, the hardened wood unyielding against the soft flesh of his body. She then tapped his cheek with her bow. "Come on Ojii-chan; let's get you some food in your belly."

The chef, if you really could call him that, gave a small platter of meat to the old man and even managed to get her a bowl of ramen when she asked for it. She gave the usual greeting to eat before she began to eat the ramen, slurping up the delicious noodles with gusto. They were some of the most delicious things she had ever had.

With a bowl of noodles and broth in her belly, the young woman stood up. "Eat up Ojii-chan, get your strength back." She told him before she headed out. As she stood outside the food hut, she stared upwards at the castle. A flare of chakra and she could see in the distance, she could see the hordes of demons amassing for something.

She unslung her bow once more and began to head that way as fast as she could. She was at the base of the stone bridge leading up to the castle over a massive gorge. And she was noticed as well. Given the dreary state the little village below was, her splash of crimson was certainly a noticeable thing.

She fired the first shot. She was always taught to strike hard, to strike fast, and strike lethally. Before the first arrow had carved a hole through the demons, she had already fired a second and notched a third. She ran forward, firing ahead, occasionally having to spin and fire at the aerial demons circling around and swooping down around her.

The first demon that got close she took out with her bow, smacking it against the head. She reached for her quiver, but it came up empty. With a tug on her fingers, she had a good portion of her arrows return. She launched two into the demon's head. She saw the bridge crack.

She yanked her arrows out of the bridge. She swiped her bow out like a sword and cut the bridge in two. She ducked and weaved through the lesser demons, blasting her way through them with her arrows.

By the time she got to the massive doors, she had already re-slung her bow and tucked all her arrows away into the quiver, retrieved by the chakra strings she sent to each and every one of them. She glanced behind her to the twenty foot gap on the bridge. No one would follow her, it would be just between her and Kurama, just as it should be.

It was precisely how she wanted it.

Kurama opened his eyes as he heard the front door to his throne room open up and in slipped this small woman wearing an obscuring crimson cloak. His migraine spiked before it settled. This little slip of a young woman was what he forgot. But the scent was completely unfamiliar.

Kurama stood up, drawing his Kusarigama and he stepped down from his throne. He could feel the chakra levels on this girl. They were massive, Kage level at the very least, yet they were refined to a razor sharp point.

Not even Senju Hashirama had such refined reserves. How did such a little slip of a woman escape his notice?

She reached up for the hood of her cloak and brushed it back down over her shoulders. "My name is Uzumaki-Hyuuga Kushina." She opened her pale blue eyes, a Byakugan user based on the pale color and the lack of noticeable pupils. Her hair was cut short barely brushing past her ears. Her hair was a dark red, darker than even Kushina's. She definitely had the darkness of her mother's hair, but not the same color. Kurama could see both her mother's face and her father's face in her. She had Hinata's eyes, but Naruto's jaw, Naruto's cheek bones, Hinata's lips.

It was almost scary how much she looked like both of her parents and even her paternal grandmother. The fifteen year old girl was a beauty, which was certain. No doubt in a normal scenario, she'd have boys flocking to her.

But it wasn't a normal scenario.

She brought her hands over her forearms, unsealing the weapons from the seals on her arms, making Kurama's face contort with rage. She had a large shield on one arm and a Sasumata in the opposite hand. "And you killed my Tou-san, prepare to die." She stepped into a lower stance with the shield forward and the Sasumata at the ready.

Of all the things he could miss, Kurama could not believe he had missed this brat before him. The daughter of his previous container and that Hyuuga wench he had practically insisted upon bedding. How did he miss such an obvious thing? How was she not nuked in Konoha?

Fury gripped at Kurama. Undoubtedly she had been trained well, her stance was flawless. But her father had been better. Her father had prepared a weapon strong enough to take care of her. Kurama began to swing the weight of the Kusarigama around. "You should have attacked from the shadows instead of coming at me directly little girl." He lashed the weight forward, channeling chakra to the lightning seal still engraved upon the metal.

It ripped forward and Kushina raised her shield a little higher, covering her head and body as she ducked her head down. It came down to her knees, allowing her to cover the major parts of her body. She slid back a bit as the unthinkable happened.

Kurama stared stunned; the shield actually deflected the weight of the Kusarigama. There wasn't even a single bit of marring to the shield. Lightning chakra was designed to penetrate; it was the entire principle behind the Chidori and Raikiri.

Kurama in a rage began to lash out with the weight more, but the girl hid behind her shield well, advancing slowly with a grunt every time the weight struck the shield. Why wouldn't the shield be pierced? Who could have forged such a weapon?

When she got close enough, she took a rapid swipe with the Sasumata and even jabbed it forward when he leapt back. She was trying to trap him between the prongs. His tails lashed out and she blocked them with her shield or deflected them with the Sasumata.

Who was Uzumaki-Hyuuga Kushina? Who was she to have these weapons?

Kurama moved closer, looking to exploit the weakness of such bulky weapons. If he could get in close, she would have less room to really work with. He managed to get inside the range of her shield and he snapped up the sickle of the Kusarigama, his other hand moving to wrap around the Sasumata up with the chain of the Kusarigama.

Kushina leapt back, performing a skilled flip that brushed her boot against Kurama's chin, not quite a kick but he felt the leather graze against his chin.

Kurama spun and tugged, ripping the Sasumata out of her hands and launching it far away.

Kushina landed, her crimson cloak having fallen off. She wore a set of black boots, with a pair of black stockings going up to a pair of spandex shorts underneath a loose black skirt trimmed with red. Her black blouse like top had small strings under her bust like a corset but the strings were there more for decoration and the entire thing was edged in crimson as well with loose sleeves. She showed a hint of cleavage, enough to be tasteful but not whorish about it.

Red and black were the girl's colors of choice.

Kurama chuckled sadistically. "What will you do now Kushina-chan? You have no weapon in hand." He saw the black arrows slung at the small of her back and the bow strapped across her shoulders, but he wasn't at all worried about them. He could step too close for her to attack with those.

Kushina threw the shield at him like a throwing weapon and Kurama actually bent back at his waist and knees to duck under it, surprised at the action. He snapped up, only to see Kushina unsealing a collapsible scythe with a black pole and blade. The parts that it collapsed into that edged the scythe's blade were done in dark crimson.

Kurama growled. She had that obstinance that all Uzumaki had. He rushed forward; he would rip the weapon from her hands.

He slashed down with the sickle and he watched as she blocked it with the staff. Once again, wind chakra failed to do what it was meant to do. It did not split the scythe in half. Kushina moved back with her front foot, bringing the scythe back momentarily before slashing forward with it and spinning it around her body as she moved forward, spinning it as she slashed downwards.

Kurama ducked and weaved backwards. She was pressing the attack quite impressively. Not even her father had managed to do so well, but then again Kurama had gotten the drop on Naruto those years ago.

Her spinning the scythe along the trajectory that she was slicing at was also an impressive tactic. Not only would it allow for her to cut more, but it allowed her to reposition the scythe faster. She was fearless in her use of the scythe as well, even swinging it around her neck to get Kurama to back off.

Kurama snarled and he lashed out with the weight once more, the chain lengthening as the lightning enhanced weapon screamed forward. Kushina dodged to the side, and slashed at the chain, severing it with a harsh snap.

Kushina did not smile in her success. She showed nothing, no emotions while she stood there holding her weapon. Kurama grit his teeth. This little girl, not even out of puberty yet, was starting to piss him off. She reminded him too much of Him.

"Tailed Beast Ball!" Kurama fired off the beam but was completely surprised when she leapt over it and came at him. She was coming for him and Kurama lashed out with a tail.

The impossible happened the third time that day.

Kurama roared in agony as his tail, one of his ten magnificent tails, was lopped off. Kurama looked to the floor where his limb lay completely still. Even the stump, bleeding profusely, refused to simply regrow the wound. The bitch had cost him one of his tails! Kurama smacked her away with one arm, a harsh action which sent her across the room and her scythe flying into one of the massive pillars, embedding into the granite.

"You fucking whore! I will rip your ovaries out and feed them to you with my bare claws!" Kurama was absolutely furious. This little bitch, the daughter of the one individual able to match Kurama toe to toe, and she had cut off his tail.

Kushina frowned a moment before she touched her right hip with her leg hand, unsealing a black rapier, complete with a belt and holster for it. Along the edge of the black blade was a splash of crimson, and the guard was made of four points coming off of the hilt of the sword.

Kurama rushed forward, appearing to take a step forward and appearing quickly within the girl's striking distance. He still had longer reach and he made use of it, his claws lashing forward.

Kushina stepped back and flicked the rapier out slicing into Kurama's hands as she seemingly danced around him. A rapier wasn't meant for deep slashes, instead it was made for stabbing, but she knew she was in a bad position for it. She spun around Kurama, bumping shoulders with him and with a stroke slashed into his back and his tails once more.

Kurama snarled and turned, aiming to take her head off with his claws. Kushina was moving backwards and showing her skill with the rapier, sometimes stepping forward with a stabbing slash. Kurama wiped the blood off of his cut cheeks before resuming his attacks. Why was his fur not even responding to her attacks? It activated in response to physical trauma, yet it wasn't even appearing.

"Tailed Beast Ball!" Kurama forwent the beam and this time launched the ball at Kushina, watching in anger and frustration as she danced around it, leading him to obliterate his throne.

She then stabbed another tail into the wall and twisted her rapier before leaping away, having to leave her sword behind or else risk getting hit again.

Not that Kurama was unsuccessful in his counter attack.

Blood flowed freely from a cut just above her eyebrow, deep enough that it would leave a scar on her brow. She would need stitches or medical Ninjutsu but Kurama wouldn't give her time for either. Kurama stared at his tail and he tried to yank out the rapier, but he couldn't touch it. It actually hurt to touch it.

Kurama roared in agony again as he ripped off his tail, bleeding more from both of the bloodied stumps. He could only regenerate part of his tail, like his body and soul just were incapable of regenerating the part that had been stabbed and beyond.

"How the fuck are your weapons doing this to me?" Kurama snarled out. This bitch had completely pissed him off, she had completely made it so he wanted nothing more than to rend her apart, limb from limb. She would be an example to everyone out there.

Kushina said nothing. She would not give away her method of attack. Her right hand went to her left hip and she unsealed a large oversized sheath that looked more like a cleaver, it even had a bladed edge surprisingly. She yanked out the katana from the sheath and grabbed the handle of the sheath, a square lined hole that allowed her to hold both weapons.

Kushina dashed forward, finally moving like a trained ninja as she bounced off of a pillar to dodge one of Kurama's attacks. She used pure speed and reflexes, she user the blades to give quick slashes, dodging this way and that.

She ducked under Kurama's tails and leapt over the follow up attack. Her entire body was upside down; her eyes staring into Kurama's for a moment before she landed and she blocked the tail swipe with both of her blades. She gave swift kick to Kurama's side before she leapt back, avoiding the follow up attack. She slid down between Kurama's legs and came up, slicing off two more tails.

Kurama roared in agony. He was down to six tails. He snarled a crazed look in his eyes as he stared at the wench who had been doing this to him. He stalked forward and snatched up both parts to the Kusarigama, fusing the chain back together again. "I'll simply eradicate you!" He summoned up a Tailed Beast Ball in his hands and began to increase it in size and density.

Kushina's eyes widened for a moment before she dashed backwards. She yanked up her cloak and kicked up the shield. She shoved the two swords into the ground before she ducked behind her shield, planting it into the ground.

Just in time too as Kurama unleashed a fully powered Tailed Beast Ball. It expanded outwards, completely destroying his fortress and a good portion of the mountain. An angry red mark appeared in the stone, glowing from the rapid destruction of rock.

Kurama breathed heavily as the dust began to settle. He stared at the black smoldering shield and snarled. He was suddenly moving ahead, grabbing the red headed woman behind it and pinning her to the rock face behind her. His claws dug into her throat as he drove his hand into her abdomen, right into where her ovaries would be, just like he said he would. "Any last words you fucking whore?"

Kushina made a sound of pain; it was joyous sound to Kurama's ears. "Yeah, there's never just one of me."

Poof!

Kurama stared at his hand where the wisp of smoke escaped through his claws. That damned technique!

Kushina dashed forward with the shield and Sasumata once more, driving the shield into Kurama's back and slamming him into the rock wall. She leapt back and took her proper stance with the weapon and shield, her eyes just barely looking over the top of the shield. Her legs were bent sort of like a toad's.

Her cloak was back in its proper place, around her neck. She had turned herself into the cloak that had been left on the ground when her Shadow Clone had been snatched up by Kurama.

Kurama pulled himself out of the wall, snarling. Kurama inhaled through his nose and exhaled heavily out his mouth as he stood up straight and cracked his neck. He rolled his shoulders as he forced his fury to come back under control. The little wench was playing him. He'd give her points for having the balls to do that.

A sixteen yearlong headache had made it easier to lose control of his anger.

Three Tailed Beast Balls and all he had to say for it was a destroyed fortress. It would take his slaves another ten years to build it, plus he would have to regain his army which she had seen fit to slaughter like they were animals.

Kurama focused himself and he unwrapped the Kusarigama from his arm before he started to swing the bladed part around. A slow disc of razor sharp wind chakra began to form. He would have to find out why her weapons were so durable.

Kushina used her powerful stance to cross the distance and go for a shield bash, pushing through the wind chakra disc. She stepped forward with a wide sweeping step and jabbed out with the Sasumata. When Kurama went to cut her arm off, her legs allowed her to leap back like Gamaken would have done.

Kurama didn't chase the redhead; he started spinning up the Kusarigama once more. She was trained by the toads. He could see that much in the way she moved was very toad-like. Now that he noticed it, she had strong looking legs, as strong as her petite and lithe frame allowed in fact.

Kurama's eyes panned upwards and he was not surprised to find the bar slit pupils, marking her as a toad sage. Nor was he surprised about seeing the bulging veins around her eyes, her Byakugan probably allowing her to read his movements a little easier. She was a good opponent, but he had his fury under control and in its place was a cold, calculating, and ruthless desire for blood.

Her blood.

Kurama moved forward slowly, still spinning the sickle around as he debated on what he would have to do. Undoubtedly she would be able to react to most things he would do. He stretched out the chain, extending it with his chakra. He began to swing around the weight of the Kusarigama; he then began to swing the two ends around one another.

Kushina stepped forward, shifting so her shield was facing forward instead of the Sasumata. Still, Kurama stayed right where he was before he spun around and whipped out the sickle of the Kusarigama, launching it out. He watched as she defended before he aimed for her feet with the weight.

She jumped over the attack, propelled by the strength the natural chakra gave her.

Kurama spun once more, his tails whipping out at her, battering against the shield as he wrapped the weight around his body and began to spin once more, throwing the sickle out further than before, trying to arc it around the shield.

Kushina noticed what Kurama was doing and she stepped onto her shield, removing it from her arm before kicking off of it, flipping, just barely, over the sickle of her father's Kusarigama. She landed in a low crouch, the Sasumata held behind her. She stepped forward and threw it like a javelin at Kurama, watching as he knocked it away.

Kurama waited patiently. Every time he had disarmed Kushina, she had drawn another weapon. He glanced around at the scattered weapons. He briefly wondered why they had not been destroyed with his fully powered Tailed Beast Ball. What sort of material could be crafted but nigh indestructible?

Kushina didn't disappoint either. She placed one hand on her forearm and unsealed a black metal gauntlet. It covered her forearm and most of her hands, but her fingertips past the second knuckle were left bare. She unsealed a second one by placing her covered hand on the other forearm and unsealing the match.

She took up a loose boxing stance with those gauntlets.

Kurama scowled a little bit and he tucked away the Kusarigama. It rested at the small of his back as he stepped into his own stance. His claws were up and ready to tear through flesh.

Kushina dashed forward, and she ducked under one slash before she punched forward. Seals on the gauntlet, activated by kinetic motion, gave an extra blast forward into Kurama's stomach when her punch connected.

Kurama coughed a bit as he slid back about five feet. Those were some heavy duty gauntlets. He wiped his mouth a moment. One good solid blow and even he would be looking at broken bones. He moved forward and he dodged to the side as she swayed to the right from his open palm strike.

She ducked and swayed, feinting with a left to make Kurama move to the right. She came in with a right hook, and he dodged backwards before stepping forward, looking to slit her throat with his claws. She dropped back onto her back and leapt back onto her feet, purposely dropping so Kurama overextended himself. She gave a solid one-two punch to his gut.

Kurama slid backwards once more and he dug his heels into the ground and he spat out a glob of dark blood. He vanished before he reappeared and he wrenched off the gauntlet while at the same time driving his shoulder into her solar plexus.

Even still, she drove her still covered fist into his kidney twice. He grunted as he trapped her fist against his side and wrenched off the other gauntlet. He then used his tail to pierce her shoulder, making her cry out in pain and finally bleed. He then kicked her in the gut, watching her slide away.

Kurama raised his hands up and motioned her forward. If she wanted hand to hand combat, he would give it to her.

Kushina looked to her wounded shoulder for a moment before she quickly activated some healing Ninjutsu and bended it enough that it wouldn't bleed and it wouldn't tear open again. It still hurt; it still left her left shoulder less than useful.

Kushina reached up with her right hand over her shoulder. In a plume of smoke a Shakujō appeared. She watched Kurama's eyes narrow for a moment with rage before he rolled his shoulders once more. The shaft of the Shakujō was completely black, including the plain ringed head. The six rings hanging off the head of the Shakujō were completely crimson. At the top of the head was a bladed part, almost like a spear head.

Kurama grit his teeth at the sight of that staff. It certainly wasn't the same staff as the Sage of Six Paths, but it was definitely very similar. His fury increased a hundred fold when he noticed Kushina's eyes.

She had a Rinnegan.

How had he missed such an important piece? How had he missed the possibility of this little wench becoming the second coming of the Sage? He growled low in his throat, an animalistic sound as he heard the jingling of the rings as she readied the staff. "How in the Hell did you manage the Rinnegan?"

Kushina watched Kurama for a little while. "The Hyuuga are distantly, extraordinarily so, related to the Uchiha. Within five Generations from the Sage of Six Paths, the Sharingan had mutated in an Uchiha, turning into the Byakugan. The disgrace of the Uchiha clan was married into the early Hyuuga clan. The disgrace was quickly turned into a Stud for the Hyuuga clan who wanted the power of a possible new Dojutsu. Some turned into Sharingan, some had the Byakugan. Selective breeding allowed the Byakugan to continue on down through the lines. The main branch of the Hyuuga clan, are direct descendants of this breeding."

And Hyuuga Hinata had been a main branch member.

Kurama growled. How could he have missed that? But then he knew. He had been so busy working on keeping his forming body a secret that he had no idea of the fact a new Dojutsu was formed by a current Kekkai Genkai.

A Hyuuga main branch and an Uzumaki had bred and produced the one thing he had honestly feared. He was not above admitting his fear.

"So then the weapons…"

"Formed from the black substance that the Sage gained from sealing you inside of him. I just took it a step further. Instead of allowing it to remain mostly as an amorphous mass, I chose to mold them into weapons." Kushina said as she spun the staff around.

That explained why Kurama couldn't destroy her weapons, even with all of his strength. They were only made stronger by his abilities. "And your Shakujō is made the same way no doubt."

"Yes, it is." Kushina said calmly as she spun it around in one hand and held it out.

"Tailed Beast Ball!" Kurama roared out, flinging out the destructive technique.

"Shinra Tensei!" Kushina called out, blasting with enough force to throw off Kurama's aim, the ball launching over her head instead. She then dashed in and began to swipe at him with the staff, thrusting it like a spear. She would not relinquish this weapon.

Kurama parried the swipe with his hand and lashed out with a kick, only for Kushina to leap back, flinging out chakra rods at him. He swayed around them and caught one before he snapped it in his hand, proving they weren't made out of the same material.

Kurama breathed in before roaring out, unleashing a Wind Release: Great Breakthrough without hand signs or calling out the technique.

Kushina raised her hand up and absorbed the technique's chakra. She had rarely used the Rinnegan techniques, but against Kurama they were practically necessary. Her hand morphed into a small chakra cannon and she blasted at Kurama, firing two shots off as she tapped into the Asura Path.

Kurama ducked and weaved between the chakra shots, trying to get closer to the redhead girl. She was a nuisance that he needed to take care of.

Kurama managed to get close and she parried the blows from his tails, but his claws managed to rip into her still good arm, cutting it open. It wouldn't be long now until the wench was dead.

Kushina dug deep inside of her, drawing upon the strength that had let her bested toads under Gamaken's training while they were still around her size.

"My name is Uzumaki-Hyuuga Kushina," She struck the Shakujō against Kurama's claws, knocking them away and spinning it around and driving the blunted butt end of the weapon against Kurama's stomach. "And you killed my Tou-san, prepare to die!"

Kurama snarled as he blocked and parried the strikes coming from the little redhead, using his tails and his claws, even as she used her feet to strike against him as well.

"My name is Uzumaki-Hyuuga Kushina, You killed my Tou-san, prepare to die!" Kushina said loudly over their clashing. She spun the weapon along her palm, using it more like a baton as she spun it around her shoulders, forcing Kurama back.

Kurama snarled as he prepared another Tailed Beast Ball. "Stop saying that! No one gives a damn!"

"My name is Uzumaki-Hyuuga Kushina; you killed my Tou-san! Prepare to Die!" Kushina drove Kurama backwards against a wall, knocking him over and she held the staff out, practically pinning him to the wall.

The spear point of her Shakujō came forward and sliced open Kurama's right cheek. "Offer me money." She told him.

Kurama snarled, and lashed out, only for her to leap back and then forward, stabbing into a tail and making it useless. "All there is to the Elemental Nations."

"Offer me power." Kushina said, slashing his left cheek and laying it open so he bled.

Kurama gritted his teeth. "All I can give and more." He said.

Kushina pointed the Shakujō to his throat. "Offer me everything I want."

"Anything you desire." Kurama said, swallowing his rage for a moment. He stepped forward, pushing the Shakujō away from his throat and moving to tear her throat out.

Kushina grabbed his wrist, her hand tapping into the Asura path of the Rinnegan while she drove the Shakujō through Kurama's chest. "I want my family you son of a bitch."

The one thing she could not have any more was the one thing that she wanted. No power on Earth could bring her parents back, it couldn't bring Gamaken back.

Kurama choked on his blood. He knew he was dying and he still felt victory. "I will return you little bitch. Be it a hundred, or a thousand years, I will return and I will feast upon your flesh and shit out your bones."

Kurama laughed a wet and harsh sound as he laid his head back onto the rock. His body disappeared into a fine black misty smoke that then disappeared into the world.

The visions hit her instantly and she fell to her knees.

She could see blood and fire; she could smell smoke and gore. It would be a thousand years before Kurama returned so long as Chakra remained. And no one would be able to stop him. His vessel would be even stronger and not even the powers of the Sage of Six Paths would be able to stop him.

Kushina screamed in agony as she grabbed at her skull. The visions were splitting her mind apart. She could see everyone dying, everyone opposing Kurama getting brutally killed. "No, no, no, no, no, no!" she screamed

She had to end Chakra.

Kushina reached out with her mind and felt out for the Great Toad Sage, she cried sobbing as she felt the connection with the old Seer. "I got to do it." She cried.

"I know tadpole," The Great Toad Sage said in a soothing voice. "It was inevitable, ever since I laid eyes on your Kaa-san."

Kushina cried heavily, tears streaming down her face. "I don't want to lose you; you're all my only connection left. The toads are all I have left of family."

"Shh, it's okay tadpole. You are the second Sage of Six Paths. This is something you must do, it will hurt but you must. Kurama must not be allowed to reform and return."

Kushina sobbed for a little while, hanging her head and letting it touch the ground. She knew the Great Toad Sage hadn't fallen asleep and was waiting on her. She could feel the connection stay open.

Kushina steeled her resolve and grabbed her Shakujō. She stood up and stood as tall and proud as her station as the new Sage of Six Paths. Clasping the Shakujō with both hands, Kushina closed her eyes before spinning it around and raising it high. "BANBATSU SOZO: IZANAGI!" Kushina slammed down her Shakujō with enough force to crack the ground beneath her into a powerful sealing array.

Where the Sage of Six Paths had used Banbutsu Sōzō to create the Biju, Kushina used it to bring about the destruction of chakra. Izanagi was used in coordination to allow her to control her personal space all around her, and the seal under her allowed the entire world to be her personal space.

All at the expense of one eye.

In those brief few seconds, Kushina was Kami. Kushina was a Goddess in all of her divine fury. In those brief few moments, she could have done anything.

Including bringing her family back.

But a decade or two, tops, with her family would not turn back the darkness that would come in centuries. Kurama would still return, steadily growing as chakra was pulled to his body from everything. It was not something she could allow.

And she had kept the connection open to the Great Toad Sage. She opened a connection in those brief few moments to all the Toads, to every last one of them. "I'm sorry," she said as tears streamed down her face. "SEAL!"

In an instant, everything stopped. Kushina felt power draw into her; she drew every last ounce of chakra into her body and sealed it away. She was the only person with chakra left; even she could not completely get rid of it. She and her descendants would always have Chakra until her line died out.

And in that instant, she felt over a hundred toads die. Either their bodies were too big for to be sustained without chakra, or they were too old to be sustained without Natural Chakra which was taken away as well. Kushina fell to her knees, sobbing as she felt all of them die, and it was her fault.

Gamahiro, Gamakichi, The Great Toad Sage, Ma, Pa, Gamatatsu, even old grumpy Gamabunta, they were all just… gone. Just like Gamaken.

Kushina cried, she curled up on herself and cried, even as rain began to pour down onto her. She was all alone in the world now.

She didn't know how long she stayed there. Eventually though, she stood up and gathered her weapons. She walked out of the ruins of Kurama's castle, using her Shakujō as a walking stick to allow her to walk. She spoke to no one, not even the old man she helped before storming Kurama's castle.

She made her way back to Mount Myōboku. There, she was surrounding by nature and toads.

Toads that did not talk, toads that did not fight, toads that did not cook. They were all normal toads now.

She went to the sacred waterfall, allowing the oil to run over her hand for a moment before she shook out the oil. She would become a sacred protector of this mountain.

The Sage Arts kept her alive for a long time, hundreds of years and ages passed. Technology changed to allow man to fight wars more extensively and more decisively.

Many had come to claim the Toad's sacred home.

All were pushed by back a redheaded woman with one eye.

Eventually, Kushina's time came and she moved into the Crypt, the place she had created with altars to every toad, to every sage, to every toad summoner. She walked slowly, her time was up. She knew it was.

She lay upon a stone slab, between two worn altars. The one to her left had a small symbol of fire, which was stylized impressively. The other slab had a small symbol of a whirlpool.

Kushina closed her eyes and inhaled, but did not exhale. She was going home.

End

A/N: Meh, the end didn't impress me too much, but I'm not perfect.

You can probably tell two of my biggest influences for this chapter.

RWBY owned by Roosterteeth and the Princess Bride. I own neither of these, I do not make any profit from this story.

Kushina's appearance is a mix of Naruto and Hinata's facial features mixed with Ruby Rose's appearance from RWBY. The scythe, the gauntlets, the rapier, and the sheath/katana combo were also taken from RWBY, as was the song. The weapons mostly because I didn't feel like coming up with a whole lot of specialized weapons, and I could have taken them from a lot of different stories, but I didn't feel like it.

Anyways, hope y'all wanting a sequel enjoy this.

Hunter Berserker Wolf, logging off.